1. Husbands Humiliation


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    special interest in me. At first I figured that his moving in was good because Mistress would have less time to watch me. Before his moving in, she watched me every waking moment she was home. Even when Mistress wasn't home, because she was at work or out at dinner or a movie, she assigned me so many tasks that I literally had no time to myself. Of course, when she got home, the first thing she always did was verify that I did indeed do as she ordered. That was her way of controlling every moment of my day. Frankly, I wanted some privacy again. Even just a few minutes a day would make me incredibly happy! So naturally, I was happy that Master Howard would move in because I figured his presence would distract her. Instead, Master Howard simply added his surveillance to hers. I felt so tense. Master Howard also added some other aspects that made me less comfortable. Ever since I first found myself in this situation, Master Howard liked to humiliate me. He especially liked to buy me very sexy and ultra- delicate/ feminine clothing. I think he saw this as a way to guarantee that he held the advantage in the contest for my wife. Most of my really high heels and shortest skirts came as gifts from him. Even worse, for each gift he gave me, my own wife made me kiss him on the cheek! At first he just laughed when I did this. I guess he was laughing at the competition. Later he seemed rather contemptuous of me and would shove me away when I tried to kiss him - still he bought me ...
    more clothes. Then, after he moved in, he started to act more subdued - almost pleased when I went to kiss him. I attributed his change in attitude to the fact that he clearly won Mistress and defeated me completely. But he acted so strangely. I noticed that some mornings he kissed me good morning as I made his breakfast. On other days he helped me carry heavy items. And then, there were the little things. One day, after I finished painting my nails, I sat to slide my nylons back up my legs. He walked over to me and picked up my patent leather dress pumps (they allowed me to wear closed shoes and longer skirts in the winter). He checked his reflection in the high gloss on one of my shoes. Then he kneeled down and slid the shoe onto my foot. After that he took my hand and lifted me off the couch. Then he left the room. I didn't know what to make of that. Was he gay? Did he now think of me as a woman? I just didn't know. A few months(?) after Master Howard first moved in, Mistress held her second large garden party. This party was notable because of how its theme came about and how it went down. One night, as I sat in the diningroom re-polishing the silverware - Mistress made me repeat my work as punishment for a hard day at work - I heard Master Howard and Mistress arguing over something. I couldn't quite make out what the argument was, but I heard Mistress say &#034I don't want two sissies in this f****y.&#034 Master Howard responded, &#034It's only a gag.&#034 And Mistress ...
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