1. A Submissive Sissy


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Anal, First Time, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    French accent, 'I have been so looking forward to this day. I have seen you parading this sweet thing around town for some time now and I admit that I have had some not quite proper thoughts about him. He is obviously a work in progress. Tell me, what can I do for his appearance that would give you the greatest satisfaction?' Salon Camille is a full service facility that provides beauty treatment and advice for hair, face and body. Diet, physical conditioning, removal of body hair, cosmetics and hair styling can all be part of a program of beautification at the Salon. 'Madame,' I replied, 'I'm interested in your opinion on every aspect of his appearance. I suppose, for starters, you could suggest some ways in which his body could be made more feminine. What sort of diet and exercise would be useful?' 'Hmmm,' Madame crossed one arm across her ample chest, propped an elbow on her hand and tapped her cheek with her index finger. 'He's not wearing much now, but I think it would be useful to see him totally nude. Can that be arranged.' 'Of, course,' I said, not unmindful of her ulterior motive. 'Princess, take your clothes off.' Naturally, my husband was still very erect and he took an involuntary step back at this command. He's really very shy and he was most reluctant to show these women the extent of his arousal. With just a glance from me however, he straightened up and started disrobing. Shorts, shoes, top, panties and bra were soon in a heap at his feet. As he stood there, ...
    in his abject state, with his large, pulsing cock emitting a steady flow of pre-cum, I found myself loving him extravagantly and more than a little excited. It was wonderful to see how readily he gave himself over to me, an ultimate expression of trust. 'Yesss,' Camille hissed, 'he is quite developed isn't he?' Now, she walked around him, again tapping her cheek, but it was easy to see that she was very distracted by his pounding cock. She breathed deeply and, almost sadly, said, 'Perhaps we should get his organ under control, Anna. Could you do something about it, please.' 'Certainly. Princess, please soften yourself.' My poor husband. There he stood, completely humiliated and completely excited as we three women contemplated his throbbing penis. He could no more soften himself than he could jump over the moon. If anything, his cock became harder as it moved up and down in time with his pounding heart. Before long, Madame Camille, Felicia and I were all laughing at his red faced embarrassment. 'Well,' I said, with mock impatience, 'apparently, we need to use The Glove.' 'Oh, my mistress Anna, please no.' 'I'm sorry. If you can't get that thing under control then steps must be taken.' With that, I reached into my bag and drew out a leather glove for the right hand. No ordinary glove, of course, but one with the palm and inner portion of the fingers covered with plastic spikes, not so sharp as to cut flesh but sharp enough to cause great discomfort on an erect penis if the grip ...
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