Six months later…
Myra gazed at her reflection in the bathroom mirror as she mussed her hair which had grown back out, touching her shoulders in loose waves. It had been difficult to get the black out and back to her natural brunette color but it’d been a lot of fun… And a great excuse for seeing Beth. Turning from the mirror, she peeked her head out of the bedroom door, yelling down the stairs. “Chase! Cook some chicken for supper! And don’t fuck it up!… Then clean and put the dishes up, sweep and mop, and scrub the toilets and sinks okay?”
Chase responded quickly, “Okay baby!”
There was something servile and desperate in his voice. Good. She had worked hard on her husband for the past half of the year and she reckoned that he was about ready… Laying down on her bed with her phone, she sent her girlfriend a text. “Call me”.
Twenty minutes later her cell phone rang; Myra answered it and quickly said, “Hey baby.” The sound of Beth’s voice on the other end brought a huge smile to her face.
“Sorry it took so long, I was in the bath. What’s up?”
Myra bit her lip, replying “I think it’s time baby.”
“To what? To tell your hubby? You sure about that?” Beth replied skeptically.
“Yeah… I am. I mean he might get a little upset but he’ll submit in the end.”
“How do can you be sure babe?” Beth asked, full of concern.
“Well because I took your advice and have barely let him cum in six months… Well at least a real cum.”
“What? You haven’t told me about this… What do you mean ‘a real cum’?”
“Well do you remember how I told you some months ago that I had rubbed him between the legs like a woman and he came? Well it turns out that I was rubbing his prostate from the outside and while it is an orgasm it isn’t a real cum. No semen comes out. Just fluid.”
“Okay? So what does that mean?” Her jealous voice came over the phone.
“It means he doesn’t get any real release unless he is obedient and submissive for an indefinite amount of time. And even then he knows he’ll have to clean it up after.” She chuckled.
“Oooohhh! What a bitch!” Beth breathed into the phone.
Myra laughed. “And here I thought I was being such a nice wife.”
Beth snickered, “Oh yeah, really nice babe,” she said sarcastically, “what’s next? Gonna start beating him?” She joked.
“Well…” Myra allowed the word to fade out.
“No! Seriously?”
“Yeah! I mean he was always kind of a bitch anyways and I pretty much just told him one day that I’d always been kinda mean to him because it turned me on and that we were going to do femdom from now on.”
“God you’re so hot!” Beth exclaimed.
“No I’m not, I’m old and fat!” Myra said, fishing for compliments.
“Baby you’re 32 and what? 5’8 And 170? That ain’t fat. You have body out of a Renaissance painting and I love it.” Beth responded seriously.
“Well thanks I guess… But look at you! Young… Thin… Toned… You really should be messing with girls your own age you know?”
Beth scoffed, “I’m 25, not 18… And I don’t want someone like me anyways… I want you.”
Myra smiled and allowed the silence to stretch out before a soft knock interrupted the moment and Chase poked his head through the door. “Chicken ready babe.”
Beth heard her voice harden over the phone. “Okay. Did you finish cleaning?”
“No momma, I still got some stuff to do.”
“Well get to it. Bring me some food first. Oh and Beth is coming over tomorrow night. You’ll get to meet my friend finally.”
Beth could hear a desperate frustration in his voice as he responded, “but the kids will be at you moms and I thought we’d go out-”
“Well tough shit Chase. You’re going to cook for our guest and you’ll enjoy it. And did you shave? Why do I see goddamn stubble on your neck?”
Silence for a moment before she heard his response, “I’m sorry baby I must have missed a spot. And please don’t use that word.” He sounded kind of pathetic.
“You can call me ma’am you little bitch when I’m questioning you and I’ll used whatever word I fucking please! Do you understand?”
“Yes ma’am.” He sounded despondent.
“Good. Now go unfuck your neck before bringing me my food and then finish cleaning if you think you want anything from me tonight.” Myra said with finality.
Beth suddenly realized that her hand was down her pants and she was masturbating as she listened to the exchange.
“Sorry about that.” Myra said once he had left.
Stopping her masturbation Beth responded breathily “Oh no Myra. Don’t apologize. That was hot.”
Myra chuckled, “Yeah well he thought so to. His dick got hard the moment I called him a little bitch.”
“He likes it?”
“Uh huh. Seems to arouse him more than me just standing in front of him naked sometimes.”
Beth was quiet for a moment, thinking about that before saying, “right. Thats… Different.”
“Yeah. So anyways… You are going to come over tomorrow night and I’d like you to wear the outfit I bought you okay? It’ll really make an impression on Chase.”
“Woah woah, I’m not fucking him okay?”
“Of course not. But it will give an air of power and superiority. And besides… I’ll really like it as well.”
“Okay… But only for you. What am I supposed to say to him though? I don’t want to step over the line ya know?” Beth asked.
“There is no line. Essentially once I reveal that we are together you will be over him just as I am. Anyways, I need to eat and go to bed okay? I love you.”
“I love you too baby.”
She hung up and stared at the wall as she reached slid her hand back down her pants. Her pussy was soaked and she got off imagining Myra beat and humiliate her pathetic husband while she watched before going to sleep.
The next evening Myra waited impatiently in the living room as Chase finished up the spaghetti Bolinas. She wore straight legged black high waisted dress pants which accentuated her curves with a tucked in white dress shirt and a black tie. Shiny black pumps glistened in the reflection of the light as she bobbed her foot up and down as she sat cross legged. She had laid out Chase’s clothes and he wore navy blue pants and a button up shirt. It wasn’t that she found the outfit particularly appealing but she wanted him to look presentable and knew he was uncomfortable in dress clothes despite the fact that he loved when she wore them.
At that moment the doorbell rang. Myra quickly moved into the foyer before opening the door to real Beth standing there in the outfit she had bought her; a loose purple silk blouse with loose sleeves tucked into a grey pencil skirt which hugged every crevice of her tight ass and ended midway down her thigh. Glancing behind her to confirm that Chase wasn’t present she darted forward to plant a quick kiss on her lips.
“Damn babe, don’t you look like the perfect dyke.” Beth whispered appreciatively.
“You look stunning yourself.” Myra whispered back before giving a friendly greeting for Chase’s benefit and ushering her into the living room.
As Chase walked in his jaw hung open seeing the two women. He had always assumed that this Beth woman would be some middle aged fat woman, not a young beauty who stood before him now.
“Beth this is my husband Chase. Chase this is Beth.”
The two shook hands and Chase tried to act natural and hide his thoughts as he saw his wife scowl at him. As strange as he found it, her scathing look sent a jolt of excitement through his body. In a rather demure fashion he spoke, “Hello, I’ve heard a lot about you. Suppers ready whenever y’all are.”
He smiled a weak smile trying to play off the fact that he could feel his cock slowly growing. Turning around quickly to hide it he led the two women to the kitchen and prepared their plates as they sat down.
Beth watched his expression as they ate dinner; seeming somewhat surprised that he was so nervous around her. She simply couldn’t believe how cowered this man was. She had to admit even as a lesbian that he was handsome, though quite short at around 5’6. Seeing him here was surreal. Even more surprising was that he seemed to have accepted his position as a subordinate so easily. She how well her girlfriend had broken him, given that Myra had once explained how rebellious he had always been and he hated being told what to do. Yet still Myra had said he may get upset at first. What he learned tonight should be enough to break him completely.
After conversing for a while and finishing dinner they moved to the living room, the two women sitting on the couch and Chase sitting in the chair as he poured the glasses full of rum and coke before sitting them on the coffee table. As they continued their easy conversation, she began to notice that Chase would look to Myra as if for permission to respond every time he spoke. Abruptly she turned to him, “So I can ask you one thing? And I hope you answer honestly because I’m not going to take shit from you. Do you run the house Chase?” She asked quizzically. Myra glanced over at her curiously, listening. “Do you call the shots or does your wife decide things?”
Chase swallowed hard as he heard those words. He felt his cheeks inflame with embarrassment. “I’d say… We’re both equal I guess.” He responded softly. His heart was racing and shame growing inside him.
“Really? Doesn’t look like it. Looks like she wears the pants to me so…” She cocked her head, “ya sure about that?”
Myra looked back and forth between the two and laughed lightly. Looking at Beth she exclaimed, “Beth! Don’t be mean to the man!” Before silently mouthing ‘for now’. Turning back towards her husband she put her hand on his knee. She could tell that despite his shame, or perhaps because of it, he was incredibly aroused.
It was time. “It’s okay baby, you don’t have to lie. She’s well aware of our relationship these days… In fact she helped bring it about.” She explained turning her head to glance at Beth and smiled lovingly before leaning back onto the couch.
His eyes widened in disbelief. It seemed impossible that this woman had brought their relationship to this admittedly sweet torture. “What?” He stammered. The idea that this beautiful young lady had taken part in the change in his marriage was mind blowing.
Beth smirked a bit enjoying the scene she had created. Myra had done an amazing job turning this man into the kind of submissive little bitch she knew she deserved. “Oh yeah! She complained that she was frustrated with trying to be submissive and I could tell from her demeanor that it wasn’t natural to her and when she spoke of your personality I knew it’d be perfect!”
He looked at his wife. “Myra… Is that true?”
“Yeah… And I was sick of feeling like a breeding horse as well so… I did something about it.” Myra replied with a shrug, a challenging look in her eye. “It HAD to be this way.”
She leaned back, almost into Beth. Glancing down he noticed she had taken the other woman’s hand in hers. He looked back into her eyes.
“Chase… There’s something I have to tell you baby… I’m gay.” She let it sink in. She had tried to tell him in the past, before she had actually confirmed it herself, but he had never taken it seriously and had laughed it off. He wasn’t laughing now.
He was pale and visibly shaken. After recovering himself he quietly uttered, “Are you serious?!”
“Yeah… She kinda… Forced me into it… It just felt right… Ya know?” Myra sighed, glancing back and forth between the two, Beth grinning wickedly as she brought Myras hand to her lips and gave a sensual kiss as emotions warred on Chase’s face.
He felt deep shame, betrayal, anger, and… Raging arousal. How could he be conflicted about this? “How long… Have you two been…”
“Since the day we met. I resisted at first… Do you remember how I came home wearing that pair of shorts the day I got my haircut? Remember how my pants crotch had been all ripped out and I told you that it was from them being worn out and sitting down? Yeah… That was actually her.”
“Wait… She raped you?!”
“It started out that way… But not by the end of it.” Myra said wistfully.
He looked at Beth with eyes full of spite. “You evil fucking abom-”
“Watch your mouth little man or I’ll do the same to you, only you won’t enjoy it. “Beth responded evenly.
Miranda snorted, “Yeah he probably would.”
Calming himself down Chase asked, “so… Are you leaving me then? Taking the kids from me or…?”
“No no… Definitely not. I do still love you Chase.” Myra reassured him.
“Besides, why would we want to give up such a nice little pet? And you’ll still get plenty of attention. Maybe even more! We wouldn’t want you to feel lonely or unappreciated without us.” Beth added as she rubbed Myras thigh slowly.
“And you really are such a great father.” Myra chimed in. “If anything the children need you. You have a good heart Chase, and you’re such a good husband to me too. We’ve grown closer together than ever in the past few months too! Imagine how close we can be when I’m not hiding my affair from you.”
“You should be grateful ya know… She could have just hidden it and never let you in on our relationship. Lucky for you that you’re so pathetic that she could tell you.” Beth cooed as she continued to rub her lover’s leg. “Ya know what you should do Chase? Crawl on your knees and come to her. Then kiss her feet… And then mine. Then thank us.”
“Well… That sounds pretty sexy if you ask me.” Myra chuckled, looking back and forth between the two of them. “Do it.” She commanded.
The look of sheer terror on his face made both women laugh, while Beth got up and flashed forward, grabbing him by the hair and jerking him to the flood while yelling “Do it!” Chase fell forward onto his knees as Beth slid back down onto the couch beside Myra.
Her smile widened when she saw him obediently do as he was told. In fact, he kissed Myra’s foot gently before kissing her heels softly. His hands trembled slightly, he was obviously nervous, but at least he was making progress. Beth clapped her hands excitedly and laughed at his enthusiastic display. “That’s much better! Now go ahead and take your clothes off for her you sissy cocksucker.”
A look of panic crossed his face before he began to comply slowly. Beth giggled as he undressed in front of them and revealed the 6 inch hard cock which stood eagerly at attention. The look of her face spoke of both humor and disgust as she stared at his naked form. “Oh my god look he’s enjoying this!” Looking over at Myra she asked, “how do you? Ugh, can I do whatever I want?”
“Of course my love.” Through it all Chase stood there in front of them with his eyes to the ground.
Suddenly her foot shot up, connecting hard and crushing his balls with a sickening crunch, knocking the wind out of him and leaving him gasping for air as he curled up on the floor crying out in pain. Her smile grew wider, her laughter louder as she watched him writhe on the floor in agony. “Get back to kissing our feet pet.”
Turning towards Myra she began rubbing her inner thigh erotically, tracing her hand up her pant leg towards her snatch as she gazed into Myra’s eyes. Her lips were parted as she gently sucked on her bottom lip, an expression of lust and desire written clearly across her features. Mura’s hand came up and cradled her face before bending forward to capture her lips with her own in a soft kiss. They pulled away after several seconds of passionate intimacy, Beth’s fingers entwined within Myra’s Burnette silky locks. A smile lit her face, one which was meant to taunt Chase. She could see him staring at them from the floor… “Didn’t your wife tell you to kiss my feet as well?” She asked while continuing to stare into Myra’s eyes.
He mumbled something incoherent as Beth smiled once again and replied, “well if you want to fuck your wife you’d better hurry up and do as she says.”
He moved quickly to obey.
Myra smiled and moaned, spreading her legs widely as her lover continued to rub her crotch, “Oh fuck that feels good…” She purred. “You always know just how to touch me…”
As Beth stroked Myra’s slit through her pants her eyes drifted back to Chase kissing her heels as she murmured, “Look at him. He’s such a good boy. Such a submissive sissy fuck… Have you ever considered making him wear panties?” A seductive smile spread across her face. “Even I think they’d look so hot on a guy like him. I bet they would make his dick rock hard just thinking about it.”
Chase tried to speak but found that he couldn’t breathe as she shoved her foot roughly in his face, smash his nose and pushing him onto his back. Eyes wide with shock, he raised himself back up as he looked on to see the two women kissing passionately and his wife messaging Beth’s tits through her shirt. Fumbling to get back up he moved towards the couch as he heard Beth whisper seductively, “you don’t want to make me mad now do you little faggot? What do you think you’re doing?”
She was staring right at him while Myra was kissing her neck, clearly enjoying her new position of dominance. Her words were soft and gentle but with a hint of cruelty behind them. Chase was too terrified to reply or even move. “Now you’re going to get another lesson in obedience Chase. You don’t dare speak. Ever unless spoken to. You do not presume to join into our love making. Ever. Understood?” Without waiting for an answer she lifted her hips, allowing Myra to slide her Grey skirt to her hips before removing her underwear.
Instead of dropping them, Myra shoved the black panties into Chases face crotch first. He could smell Beth’s scent and feel the sticky wetness on his nose. “Put them on.” Myra ordered.
Chase obeyed hesitantly, sliding them his legs and to his waist. They couldn’t contain cock which strained against the silky wet fabric.
He wanted to scream, he didn’t want to wear these, he wasn’t some pathetic fag who needed to wear panties, why couldn’t he just be left with a single shred of dignity? He tried to stand up for himself, he really did but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. What made him even more ashamed was that he felt an undeniable pleasure at the feeling of the women’s underwear on his skin.
Something inside him seemed to awaken at their touch. That old self esteem was dying fast and he had no hope of resuscitating it. As he dressed in front of them he saw a flicker of compassion from his wife before she quickly pushed it away.
The satin material felt good against his smooth bare skin, despite the humiliation of wearing a pair of women’s panties. It almost gave him a perverse sense of comfort. His dick ached and tingled, excited by the warmth of Beth’s juices which had soaked through the panties.
As he stood there awkwardly looking down at himself he saw that Beth was staring at him, her expression unreadable. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly before she spoke, “ya know… If he shaved his body I might actually be able to fuck him…”
Myra’s fingers trailed over her wet cunt and she began kissing her neck. “Maybe later. I don’t know about all that.” She murmured between kisses.
“Come on baby… He hasn’t really submitted until he’s been fucked like the woman he is.” Beth argued, grabbing Myra’s face and giving her a passionate kiss.
Mura rolled her eyes as they broke the kiss. “Fine! Chase, do what she says.”
Beth smiled then turned her attention back to him. “We are going upstairs Chase. Go and shave all of your body hair and then you may join us.”
“What do you mean?” Chase stammered.
Her voice was cruel, “everything! From your chest down to your knees and toes. Then wash yourself thoroughly with soap. If you do this, you will be allowed to watch us in bed tonight… And maybe even get your dick wet. But only if you obey us!”
“But… But I don’t wanna…”
Suddenly Myra stood over him, pinning him with her steely gaze. “You won’t be getting anything at all until you do exactly as she says.”
Chase blushed and lowered his head in shame. “Yes ma’am…” And turned to go to the bathroom. The two women got up. As Beth grabbed her pocketbook and was led up the stairs Myra asked, “Are you really going to fuck him?! Like, with a fake dick?”
Beth chuckled, “what have you never done it?”
“No.” Myra replied as they entered the bedroom. Spinning around, she wrapped her arms around her lover, sliding her hands over her ass cheeks and squeezing the firm buttocks. Looking into the shorter woman’s eye’s she leaned down to kiss her roughly; their tongues entangled in hot passion. Biting down on the girls bottom lip, Myra whispered huskily, “but I think it’s something we could both enjoy doing to him…”
She was interrupted by Beth’s laughter, “yeah yeah well… That’s of secondary concern.” Beth said as she threw her purse on the bed before wrapping her arms around Myra’s neck. Taking her face in her hands, she leaned in close and softly kissed her lips again. Breaking the kiss, she whispered, “Just remember who you belong to…”
Beth nipped playfully at her lower lip, enjoying the effect she was having on the taller woman.
Myra grabbed hold of Beth’s hand and pulled her towards the large king size bed. Beth stopped just short of the edge, pulling Myra to a halt too. She ran her fingers through her lover’s thick brunette locks before being slowly guided by her lover onto the mattress. Laying back she looked up at the taller woman, smiling devilishly as Myra straddled her waist and began undoing the buttons on her blouse.
Myra slipped the garment off and tossed it to the floor. Her fingers fumbled with Beth’s bra as they kissed and as soon as it was unhooked she slid it off of her and tossed it to the floor. Her tongue traced the line of bared collar bone then dipped in between her small breasts. Pulling Myra back to her mouth by the hair, they kissed again, exploring each other’s mouths passionately.
Myra sat up straight and began grinding her crotch on Beth’s torso. Her livers hands snaked up her soft abdomen and groped her breasts through her shirt.
Beth chuckled as she continued to gently massage her partner’s firm plump breasts, running her hands up and down her chest teasingly. Myra shivered in delight and arched her back as Beth pulled her forward by her necktie and kissed her again while untucking her shirt and slowly unbuttoning it.
They heard the door open and Chase walked into the room completely shorn of hair and wearing Beths panties. Even though he was no longer erect his member bulged out of the crotch which was unable to even fully contain his scrotum. As he stood at the door they ignored him; continuing to make love with one another.
As Beth finished unbuttoning Myra’s shirt she undid her tie and let them fall to the side before fumbling with her lovers belt buckle. Guiding her to lay on her side she slid her fingers inside her lover’s trousers and began kissing the mounds of cleavage which flowed over her white lace bra. Myra moaned softly as Beth stroked her engorged clip through her panties, whispering into her ear, “now take those pants off.”
Myra wasted no time wriggling out of them and removing her heels. When she was out of her pants and panties, she placed herself between Beths and quickly started sucking her nipples.
Beth reached behind her lover and slid her fingers beneath her lover’s bra strap and started to pull it off. She smiled as Myra’s breath fell from the cups, feeling the older woman’s nipple graze against her navel.
Chase was both aroused and shocked as he looked on the two women passionately entwined. He realized in that moment that Myra had never reacted in such a way to him touch nor had she ever seemed so eager to give herself over fully to him. He could his cock hardening as he watched her roll onto her side and slide her hand between Beth’s legs. Slowly stroking Beths slick wetness she slipped her middle finger inside her partners now throbbing pussy and Beth gasped in pleasure. She took her thumb and gently circled her clit as she tongued her partners small pink nipples.
Beths right hand began massaging Myra’s left breast as The busty beauty continued to caress her mound. Suddenly she moaned and bit her lip, rolling her head back and thrusting her hips upwards as her body shook violently. She shouted loudly and bucked uncontrollably against her girlfriend’s hand as waves of pure ecstasy washed over her.
As she slumped onto the bed gasping for air, Myra held her tightly and kissed her deeply once more. Then taking the hand which had been stimulating her clit, she motioned for Chase to come forward.
Myra looked deep into Beths eyes and asked, “what should I give him my love? What has my husband earned?”
She thought about it a minute then replied, “I want to watch him worship you. Please sit on his face and allow him to worship your beautiful ass and puffy lips. Then I want him to get up on all fours and let beg me to fuck his ass.”
Looking down at Chase’s protruding manhood and his excited expression, she knew this would be an incredible experience for all of them. Beth gave a small laugh and stood. Climbing onto the bed he laid down and Myra straddled his head and held her cunt just above his lip. “How about this Beth? You fuck him while he worships me?”
Beth dug in her pocket book before pulling out the strap on and sliding her legs into it and applying liberal amounts of lube to the dildo.
“Kiss my ass and beg to be fucked.” Myra said to Chase.
“I want to please you and serve you ma’am.” Chase whispered as he kissed the tight puckered flesh of her asshole.
“Ohhh, so good Chase, lick it better.” Myra cooed as she raised herself slightly and grabbed his cock through the panties, squeezing until he grunted. “Ask miss Beth if she will fuck your ass with her gorgeous cock.”
Smiling sweetly she nodded as she heard the words, “please may I have your gorgeous cock in my tight little ass!”
Laughing, Beth gripped the shaft on the strap on and drove it into his virgin ass. He gasped and at that moment Myra ordered him, “eat my pussy faggot.”
Taking hold of his hair she yanked his face into her dripping snatch as he started to devour her clit. Beth slapped his balls roughly causing him to yelp but soon her ass muscles clenched around the invading dick and she continued to fuck him while leaning forward and kissing Myra passionately.
In seconds, Chase’s tongue began dancing across her swollen clit sending chills throughout her body. Her juices dripped down his chin as he slid his lips slowly up and down her slit, getting it soaked with her delicious honey while Beth plowed his asshole roughly. He could hear them moaning in pleasure but his eyes were fixed on his wife’s ass as she ground down onto his face while he was impaled by a huge tool and honestly loved every second of it. Now even he was moaning as he felt a hand rubbing his scrotum while the fake dick slid against his prostate with every motion. He could feel his nipples being pinched and twisted hatefully and feel Myra’s legs begin to shudder as she went over the edge.
When she came, she pulled away and grabbed the sides of his face, giving him an earth-shattering kiss. After coming down from the orgasmic high she lay on her back, allowing Chase to lick and suck her sore breasts, while continuing to stroke his hard cock while Beth fucked him. A moment later she straddled him, allowing him to penetrate her as she kissed Beth breathlessly. Three thrusts and he exploded inside her.
Then Beth pulled out of Chase and Myra raised herself up before perching above his face. “Open up honey.” She said as she pushed his spunk out of her and grabbed the base of his cock with her hand and proceeded to squeeze the excess cum from his tool. When there was no more oozing out she gave him a few quick strokes to cleanse him.
He could see his cum begin to ooz out of her sweet slit and opened his mouth wide. He wanted every drop he could get and greedily licked and sucked the leaking hot fluid from her crotch. They both giggled mockingly before getting up and telling him to leave.
“We’ll call for you if we need anything.” Myra told him before shutting the door in his face. Throughout the night he could hear them making love before finally there was silence as they drifted off to sleep.