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Husbands Humiliation
Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
laughing at the competition who was no better than I at heart, but I couldn't. I didn't feel very good about the whole thing. When I finished with the make up and touching up his short hair as best I could, he stood up and wobbled his way to the full length mirror in the hallway. He cursed the heels and the makeup, which he'd smeared several times already. I followed him to the hallway. Master Howard stood primping in front of the mirror, checking out every part of his body. He was lost in a dream state. It was really strange to watch. If I'd caught him like this before my change, I would have taught him a thing or two about humiliation! Then he saw me watching him and he snapped out of it. He spread his feet into a swaggering, masculine, awkward pose and spat at me, "I knew it. Ha! I don't look a damn thing like you sissy." "Pardon me sir, but I don't understand." I figured I could take this liberty since Master Howard obviously was doing something he wasn't supposed to do. "Oh, yeah I guess this would be confusing for you. I just wanted to see something. Stephanie seemed to think that masculinity gives way to the clothing. I don't buy that. Look at me. I look like a normal guy in a dress, don't I?" "Yes sir." "I thought so. There isn't the slightest feminine thing about me. I'm not like you at all." He was talking to himself again. "Ha! There's nothing in me that would let her turn me into a sissy!" "What the hell is ... going on!" We both froze. I saw Mistress' reflection appear in the mirror behind us. "You sissy bastard! It isn't bad enough that I married one man who wants to be a damn woman, but now I'm dating another?!" Master Howard turned to face her. "It's not like that at all dear." "Don't give me that crap. You sicko!" Mistress turned and stormed back downstairs. Master Howard followed her. I stood there, chuckling. Later that night, Mistress made me polish her shoes in the livingroom. Master Howard walked in. He had returned to his business suit from earlier, except he still wore my heels! I guess he discovered just how much power Mistress wields. The next day Mistress allowed Master Howard to return to all male clothing, but she had a price. That night at dinner, she announced the second garden party of the season. She said the theme would be cross-dressing and she ordered Master Howard to do his best to promote the idea among the male guests. "If any of them don't come dressed as women, you'll spend a lot of time in drag to make up for their unwillingness. Paula could always use a hand around here." As I prepared for the party, I reluctantly stripped off my make up and nail polish. Even with my auburn hair and new shape, I feared that without my make up I'd start looking like Paul Green again. I looked at the clothing on the bed. In other circumstances, I would have been thrilled by what I saw! A man's suit complete with pants! Men's socks, ...