I'm a hopeless sissy who can't satisfy his wife's sexual needs.
So my wife Jenny*, who is both beautiful and smart, decided to lock up my penis more or less indefinately with a secure chastity device. This, I am ****** to wear 24-7 with no relief, except for routine cleanings. Once that was accomplished, she cut me off from sex completely, with the occasional exception of licking her pussy when she was in the mood. While that solution took care of my masturbatory proclivities once and for all, it didn't solve Jenny's need for sex, and by that, I mean sex with a real man, not a pantywaist sissy like me.
Because I love her very much, I helped her in her search to find a suitable guy that could give her what she needed, where I had so clearly failed as a husband.
After we began our search, we found no lack of willing males but I'm afraid to say that most were unsuitable for a number of reasons, being too short, unattractive, too old, too far away, etc.
That was, until we found Derek*. He was tall, over six feet, in good shape, and very young (9 years younger than my wife). And he seemed to have the right attitude for what we wanted as well.
He fit into our lives like a glove and he's been taking good care of Jenny's sexual requirements ever since with great aplomb. On a typical visit, he will give her numerous orgasms--house shaking in their intensity, and experiences I could never hope to provide for her. He has trained her thoroughly to become a skilled cocksucker, and a visit never goes by in which he doesn't fill her mouth with cum, often, several times. Needless to say, this is an activity that she would never have done for me, although that was just the beginning of the changes that would take place in our household. She started buying sexy outfits to wear specifically for Derek, low cut dresses, high heels, and silky bras along with the instruction that I was not allowed to touch them or her while she was wearing them.
Derek has also turned out to be quite strict with me and he is quite fond of humiliating me in any way he can. I feel this all the more acutely since my typical outfit is a pair of pink flirty panties, a feminine apron (all purchased by Jenny for me), a sissy top, frilly anklets and Mary Janes. Derek tends to order me around, barking instructions to get them drinks or do his laundry when he comes to visit.
Initially, he didn't allow me to watch, let alone participate in their sexual fun, but occasionally, he'll let me sit by while Jenny gives him a long, slow blowjob. However, after he's blown his considerable load into her mouth, she gets up and comes over to me, giving me a French kiss to force me to accept his creamy semen into my mouth. I find this extremely humiliating, having to go back to my chores with the slick taste of his cum on my tongue. It never fails to emphasize my complete inadequacy as a husband and lover when he puts me in my place like that.
Of course, its a rare treat to be able to watch them having sex and I have often gotten into trouble for trying to sneak a peak at them while I'm supposed to be busy at my chores. Derek takes a dim view of that and on one occasion, he had my wife paddle me within earshot of him. It was made all the worse because she made me admit how much of a better lover he is and why he deserves to have sex with her instead of me. As I was bent over her lap, receiving swat after stinging swat from her wooden paddle, I was ****** to admit my shortcomings and why it was necessary for her to get sex elsewhere.
After becoming annoyed with my constant efforts to watch them as he plunges his big cock into Jenny's eager (and very wet) pussy, he instructed her to spank me every night for a week following one of his visits. You would think that would have been sufficient motivation for me be on my best behavior but one day Jenny was teasing me and bragging about Derek again and I foolishly made a pass at her. Needless to say, she immediately reported my disobedience to Derek who instructed her to give me 100 swats as a lesson. My poor bottom was on fire after that session with her paddle and it was still bruised the next morning!
Its hard to say what lies in store for us, but for Jenny, I imagine it will be more incredible sex and orgasms from Derek, and for me, chastity and even greater humiliations at their hands.
* A psuedonym
So my wife Jenny*, who is both beautiful and smart, decided to lock up my penis more or less indefinately with a secure chastity device. This, I am ****** to wear 24-7 with no relief, except for routine cleanings. Once that was accomplished, she cut me off from sex completely, with the occasional exception of licking her pussy when she was in the mood. While that solution took care of my masturbatory proclivities once and for all, it didn't solve Jenny's need for sex, and by that, I mean sex with a real man, not a pantywaist sissy like me.
Because I love her very much, I helped her in her search to find a suitable guy that could give her what she needed, where I had so clearly failed as a husband.
After we began our search, we found no lack of willing males but I'm afraid to say that most were unsuitable for a number of reasons, being too short, unattractive, too old, too far away, etc.
That was, until we found Derek*. He was tall, over six feet, in good shape, and very young (9 years younger than my wife). And he seemed to have the right attitude for what we wanted as well.
He fit into our lives like a glove and he's been taking good care of Jenny's sexual requirements ever since with great aplomb. On a typical visit, he will give her numerous orgasms--house shaking in their intensity, and experiences I could never hope to provide for her. He has trained her thoroughly to become a skilled cocksucker, and a visit never goes by in which he doesn't fill her mouth with cum, often, several times. Needless to say, this is an activity that she would never have done for me, although that was just the beginning of the changes that would take place in our household. She started buying sexy outfits to wear specifically for Derek, low cut dresses, high heels, and silky bras along with the instruction that I was not allowed to touch them or her while she was wearing them.
Derek has also turned out to be quite strict with me and he is quite fond of humiliating me in any way he can. I feel this all the more acutely since my typical outfit is a pair of pink flirty panties, a feminine apron (all purchased by Jenny for me), a sissy top, frilly anklets and Mary Janes. Derek tends to order me around, barking instructions to get them drinks or do his laundry when he comes to visit.
Initially, he didn't allow me to watch, let alone participate in their sexual fun, but occasionally, he'll let me sit by while Jenny gives him a long, slow blowjob. However, after he's blown his considerable load into her mouth, she gets up and comes over to me, giving me a French kiss to force me to accept his creamy semen into my mouth. I find this extremely humiliating, having to go back to my chores with the slick taste of his cum on my tongue. It never fails to emphasize my complete inadequacy as a husband and lover when he puts me in my place like that.
Of course, its a rare treat to be able to watch them having sex and I have often gotten into trouble for trying to sneak a peak at them while I'm supposed to be busy at my chores. Derek takes a dim view of that and on one occasion, he had my wife paddle me within earshot of him. It was made all the worse because she made me admit how much of a better lover he is and why he deserves to have sex with her instead of me. As I was bent over her lap, receiving swat after stinging swat from her wooden paddle, I was ****** to admit my shortcomings and why it was necessary for her to get sex elsewhere.
After becoming annoyed with my constant efforts to watch them as he plunges his big cock into Jenny's eager (and very wet) pussy, he instructed her to spank me every night for a week following one of his visits. You would think that would have been sufficient motivation for me be on my best behavior but one day Jenny was teasing me and bragging about Derek again and I foolishly made a pass at her. Needless to say, she immediately reported my disobedience to Derek who instructed her to give me 100 swats as a lesson. My poor bottom was on fire after that session with her paddle and it was still bruised the next morning!
Its hard to say what lies in store for us, but for Jenny, I imagine it will be more incredible sex and orgasms from Derek, and for me, chastity and even greater humiliations at their hands.
* A psuedonym
