Rules of Engagement

I have always loved the prospect of forced feminization and domination. One night my wife, Betty, of thirty-seven years sat me at the kitchen table.
“You remember what you talk about your fantasy’s at night?” She started. “About becoming a slave and dressing as a girl?”
“Yea.”
“That your main fantasy was to be feminized and dominated.”
“Yea.”
“Are you just talking or do you really like that?”
“Why you ask?”
“I was thinking today that if you want to try . . .”
“You’re willing to try. Right?”
“Only if you’re serious.”
“How would we start?”
“First you’ll have to read and sign this.” She said sliding a paper towards me. “It’s a contract saying you’ll submit to my every whim and can’t change your mind.”
Taking the paper, I read the contents.
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Contract of Slavery
I _____________________________ agree to enter into slavery with my wife. I agree to become her slave until she sees fit to terminate this contract.
I agree to be trained and learn submission and humiliation. Training will include the art of pleasing both men and women.
I will call her “MISTRESS” and submit to her every whim and order.

DATE: _____________________________
SLAVE: ____________________________
MISTRESS: ________________________
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After signing I slid the paper back.
“Good.” Betty said after signing. “We’ll start this week-end. But as your first order I want you to shave all your body hair off. Cock, balls, chest and legs. When you’re done return so I can inspect.”
“Yes mistress.” I said standing.
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Once I had shaved and returned to the kitchen, Betty affixed a slave collar to my neck and attached a leash to it. I was then led me to the bedroom and ordered to sit at her makeup table where she started by applying lipstick, eye shadow, mascara, rouge and eyeliner to my face. One inch false nails were then applied and painted them and my toenails a deep red. I was then donned with a long, champagne-blonde wig.
When Betty had finished she went to the closet and removed my new clothes. A pair of sheer black stockings, black thong, a lacy black garter-belt, corset, and a pair of six-inch high heels.
After dressed Betty dressed in a white corset, white split-crotch thong, and white garter belt with matching stockings.
“Follow me.” Betty said after she finished. “I made the basement up for training.”
In the basement Betty cuffed me in the restraints she had bought that Saturday.
“As of today.” She started after I was secure. “You will be known as “KENDRA”. She said as she pulled a cock harness from the bag. “This will make sure you can’t play with your cock and neither can anyone else. As A slave you don’t need it.” Saying as she placed it over my cock and secured it in place with two locks.
“I intend to deprive you of the sense of sight and hearing as part of your training.” She said pulling a leather hood with zippered eye holes and a tube gag attached to it from the bag. “This will force you to concentrate on the feel and taste of any cock and cunt cum I offer you.” She said placing ear plugs in my ears. She then placed an open gag into my mouth and slid the hood over my head.
“Training will begain with you learing how to suck.” Betty said before I entered into silence and darkness.
Kneeling, hands cuffed to floor and knees chained down, I felt something trying to push past my lips and into my mouth and was suddenly gagged as my lips parted and a man’s cock worked its way into my mouth. I could faintly hear Betty giving free reign to force a blowjob from me anyway possible as I was forced to suck his cock.
Just as my mouth was filled with cum and the cock exited, another jammed into my mouth.
All I could think about was how Betty had tricked, no forced, me into becoming a slave and turn me into a cocksucker.
As the second man pulled out a hand pushed back on my forehead and I felt a third cock move over my lips and shove into my open gag. Hands swiftly moved to the back of my head and held me tight. Thick veins rippled as he worked it in and out of my mouth. I soon felt his cock swell and was flooded with thick cum.
After about an hour I was left alone, still cuffed, whimpering.
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The next morning Betty removed the hood I saw another man standing behind her.
“You need more practice to become a great cock-sucker. This is Mike and he’ll be helping in training you to suck. I expect you to satisfy him with your mouth and throat. He will teach you to deep-throat and drink cum. Do you understand?”
“Yes mistress.”
Mike stepped forward and placed his cock against my lips. I opened and took him into my mouth and began to slowly slide his cock farther and farther in. I hesitated at 8″. Betty placed her hands on my head and shoved me downward. I gaged as Mike’s cock entered my throat and found my nose touching his chest.
“Boy.” Mike said as I deep throated him. “With training he’ll make a great cocksucker,” He said humping his dick in and out.
“I’m going to blow my load.” Mike said starting to tense. “Does he swallow?”
“Yes. Just stuff his throat when you’re ready,” She said as Mike continued to fuck my mouth.
“Here it comes.” He said grabbing the back of my head and proceeded to empty his load into my throat, my cheeks worked fast as I continued to suck and swallow everything almost choking, but managing to swallow it all.