Wife Seeks Help In Training Her Submissive Husband!

CHAPTER SIXTEEN.

Leash in hand, I led Pippa all the way to the top of our house, stopping only once… at the room with Pippa’s clothes and make-up. I ordered Pippa to fix her make up, change her wig for a shorter blonde one, and then to become ‘The Sexy Secretary/Office Girl’ this time.

“You must look respectable on the outside, but will wear your skimpiest sexy underwear beneath these clothes! Wear panties this time, and hide your clit! Oh, and wear your highest heels!”

“Yes Mistress Helen!”

I was amazed at how well Philip could feminize his body. In his new outfit and make up, with the more stylishly cut wig, and the few items of jewellery that he’d chosen… Philip had become ‘Pippa’ the office-girl. What was shocking to me though was that if I saw Pippa in public, I would honestly think that she was a real woman! As we walked into the loft, Alice locked the door behind us, so that none of the swingers would be able to interrupt us. Turning to Lita, Shelley, Jana, Leanna, and Carmen, I said:

“Girls, allow me to introduce you to Pippa. I think that you may have met her before… don’t any of you recognize her?” A series of mumbled ‘No’ ‘I don’t think so’ ‘I can’t remember her’ and some head shakes followed my question. “Pippa, tell your friends who you really are. Explain everything to them… in detail, including your future status!”

My feminized husband looked horrified. Blushing at the humiliation of what he must do, he began to speak:

“I am Pippa, the party sex-slave. I will do ANYTHING that I am told to do. Use me, in any way, to make your stay more enjoyable. You girls know me better as Philip, Helen’s husband.” The girls looked shocked, but soon began smiling, as they realized how they could have fun with the situation! “Helen caught me out going to local swingers parties. I was only allowed to attend, because I agreed to dress up in any outfit that the organisers chose for me. It all started as a bit of fun, but they soon had me feminized, and attending as the TV sex-slave… available to any of their guests. Helen, and her friends, which I expect, will now include the five of you… have decided that from today on, I will be permanently feminized! I am now the group sex-slave!”

“Pippa, hike your skirt up over your hips. Now… Bend over and touch your toes! Stay in that position until you are told otherwise! Ladies… As the newest members of our little group, and as Pippa’s newest Mistresses, I think that you should all stamp your authority over her. Please spank her bum. Give her at least six slaps each. Castigation will consist of any form of listed ‘corporal punishment’ chosen by each of you. Punishments may be… Spanking: You may use your hand, a hairbrush, a shoe/slipper, a belt, a tawse, or a wet towel... Caning: You may use a cane, birch twigs, or a bamboo stick… Or, finally… Whipping: You may use a leather bull-whip, or a cat-o-nine tails.”

Pippa assumed her position, as instructed, and awaited her punishment. Lita was first, and gave Pippa six gentle slaps with the palm of her hand.

“You can hit her much harder than that!” Jaqui said. “We punished her earlier this evening, and discovered that she enjoys it!”

“It’s true.” Katarina continued. “The harder she’s punished, the bigger her cock gets!”

Shelley seemed excited at the prospect of heating up Pippa’s arse, and asked me to pass her the leather tawse. She slowly used it to whack Pippa’s cheeks a dozen times, leaving them red and heated! Unable to control her reaction, Pippa’s man-clitty began to swell up!

“Look, it’s true! She’s getting an erection!” Shelley gasped, pointing at the bulge in Pippa’s knickers.

Jana chose a birching, and let rip with a dozen more strokes. At this point, Pippa’s hard on slipped free of its material prison, and began twitching for us all to see. Leanna chose a cane and six lines soon appeared on the reddened cheeks! Seeing how excited Pippa was getting, Carmen chose the bull whip, giving Pippa six hard lashes… this time, across her back!

“Stand up! Take off your skirt and your panties!” Pippa obeyed, and we all saw that she was now sporting a rampant erection!

“Wank off for us! Don’t cum though!” I ordered.

We watched, as Pippa put on a show for us all!

She began by tickling her shaft gently with her red glossy fingernails, lightly scratching upwards from the base, and then gently scratching the bulbous, swollen head, making it jerk to her touch. She then grabbed her erection with the palm of her right hand, squeezing the swollen bulb at its tip with mellow pumps.

Carmen turned the bull-whip in her hand, so that she held the thick leather handle forward. She took a jar of Vicks ‘Vaporub’ from the top of the dresser, and opened it. She applied the greasy mentholated gel onto the end of the whip’s handle, and pushing Pippa slightly forwards, she inserted the end of the leather bit into Pippa’s arsehole. She forced it past her rim, and pushed it up, into her anal passage.

Pippa’s face showed the shock that she felt, as the menthol began to do its work, increasing the stimulation that she was getting, and making the thick leather pole of the whip’s handle feel as if it was getting thicker inside of her. Carmen continued to force the handle up into Pippa’s rear-end, until it left only the pliable rope of the whip externally showing. This now made Pippa seem to have a tail! Karen and Sionna were whispering to each other, until Karen said to me:

“I know someone that you should call and invite over! The one person that I’m certain would want to see your husband being humiliated like this… The only person that I know that never liked him… Your mother, Susan!” An evil grin crossed my face, and I agreed, replying:

“Tie her up, over the table top, so her tail stays put. I’ll call mum now!” Susan arrived within ten minutes and I made her keep her eyes closed as I showed her into the loft.

“You can open them now mum… SURPRISE!” As mum saw Pippa for the first time, she laughed, asking:

“Congratulations! Are you going to keep your husband like this?”

“Oh, yes mum! We’ve already destroyed all of Phil’s male clothing, so that from now on he’ll be known as Pippa, and will always be attired in whatever feminine clothing that is chosen for him/her!”

“Good! I’ve always wanted him to be force-femmed! Ever since I began to suspect him of stealing my undergarments! He/she’ll make a good slave, I think!”