1. Husbands Humiliation


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

    resist! This brought Master Howard to my arms - figuratively. &#034Ya know Pauline, we need to do something.&#034 I could tell he was only talking. Somehow she'd broken his will. He willingly did anything she commanded and he like it. &#034What should we do Missy?&#034 Mistress ordered me to call him &#034Missy&#034 from now on. It felt strange having someone be my equal or inferior. I liked it. &#034I don't know. But we need to stop her.&#034 Missy tugged on his skirt. &#034Why don't you just leave?&#034 &#034I can't. She made me sign over all my belongings to her as a display of affection. She sold my house, she owns my car. She's my boss. I'd be broke in a day or two. She even keeps my driver's license and my credit cards in her purse.&#034 Ha! Now he knew what it felt like. &#034Why did you agree to that?&#034 &#034I don't know. I just did. I just signed without thinking. I told myself no, but I did it anyway.&#034 He started crying again. He was like a faucet. As the weeks progressed, Missy became more and more the reality and Richard slowly disappeared into the past. It seemed to occur much faster with him than it took with me. I wondered how that could be? At this point, I really wanted my freedom. I had come to like being Pauline, but I was miserable being a servant. If I didn't regain my freedom now I never would. But how could I escape? One day Mistress showed me the way! &#034Here, take these to my closet and store them on the shelf.&#034 Mistress handed me a ...
    small box. Usually I would comply without a second thought, but lately I'd become much more curious. I needed to be if I was going to find something to help me escape. In Mistress' bedroom I opened the box. Inside I found several hypodermic needles and several bottles. I read the first label, &#034Estrogen.&#034 Hmm. I read the description on the back. She was giving these guys hormones! Did that make the changes so much quicker? I doubted that. The bottle didn't say anything about breaking someone's will. I looked at the next one. I couldn't pronounce it, but reading the back it seemed to be some sort of mind control d**g. That explained everything! That's how they managed to control these other men so easily and turn them into women so quickly and so effortlessly! It did seem to me that Missy and the others I'd met became too submissive too quickly. Missy never even put up a fight like I did! Now I knew what Mistress was doing. So what could I do to escape? I could take this box to the police and have Mistress arrested. I'm sure there's some law against d**gging men and turning them into women. If not, there sure should be. But of course, I'd need more proof. She could just claim that the d**gs belonged to me. With my reduced mental capacity, I wouldn't be much of a match for her in court. Ok, the cops are out. Maybe I could destroy the d**gs? No, that would only slow her and it wouldn't achieve anything except making her angry. Then it hit me! I took the box up to my bedroom. ...