Wife Seeks Help In Training Her Submissive Husband!

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR.

Pippa panicked and began to struggle against his bonds.

He'd been treated with the utmost respect by Sámi, and to be exposed to her like this would be embarrassment in the extreme… and yet the very thought seemed to make him yearn even more for it to happen. He was caught up too tightly in the belt behind his back, and he daren't pull too hard, as it was fastened to the collar around his neck. The doorbell rang, and as was the norm with Sámi, she walked straight in and up the stairs. Helen looked at Pippa and said:

"You're for it now," The sound of multiple footsteps, running up the stairs, made Pippa visibly wince… and he simpered towards the door.

Sámi and Katie waltzed in… followed by an entourage of female friends.

"Well," Sámi said, looking Pippa up and down and giggling. "You have done a right job on him."

Pippa looked away highly embarrassed, as Sámi picked the handle of the dog lead up, and dragged him into the front room… to show him to the other girls that had assembled for this spectacle. All this time, Pippa was concerned about the knickers that were tightly yet playfully around his thighs… and yet his manhood was straining behind the flimsy knickers beneath the semi transparent playsuit.

Although he was his wife’s submissive… he had never experienced what it was like to be forcibly feminized! He watched the girls, intentionally avoiding looking at them. His pleading eyes turned to Helen, as he tried to intone psychically… ‘Help me!’

"Pull those fucking knickers up."

Helen went into the bedroom, and brought out a dressing gown. She wrapped Pippa in it, and tied it tightly around the waist. Pippa could feel the stockings against his shaven legs, and the playsuit against his shaven chest… and he could see that his nipples were bright red. He knew that his face was made up garishly, and in an overly ‘girly’ way, and he became scared when she took the lead from Sámi, saying:

"C'mon girls, we're taking him to the Pub!" Pippa wept, as he was dragged down the stairs. Helen said:

"Don't worry… Remember the night that you had me tied over that chair… and that you left me open, to be spanked by anyone who should wander in? Remember the night when you stole my whisky… and poured it away? Remember the night when you confiscated a bottle of my wine? The list goes on… and to top it all off, you've been pinching my underwear! So now, it's your turn!"

The girls all tutted, and they agreed that he should be punished like this. As he was dragged up the garden path, his bathrobe came loose. Sámi grabbed it from behind, exposing him in the street. She folded it over her arm, and continued to walk with them towards the main road, beyond which was the busy pub. Helen turned to her, and said:

"We've no need for that now, throw it away!" Sámi did as she was asked, and she threw it in the field.

With no means of escape, Pippa began to wonder if he should just brazen it out. Of course he had no choice, as the more he struggled, the tighter the grip on the dog lead became. She dragged him past the pub, and towards a busy shopping centre.

She passed a row of shops, and continued on through the busy car park towards Sainsbury’s… whilst the girls followed on, laughing and jeering… and passers-by stood agape at the spectacle. She tied him to a dog hitch, outside the car-park’s busy main entrance at the rear of the supermarket… and handcuffing his wrists behind his back, she turned to leave… with the rest of her girlfriends in tow.

"Oh, and one more thing," she said, turning back… and pulling the frilly knickers up tightly around his waist. "Don't forget that I love you… as girlie as you are. We’ll come back to get you in two hours time… so, try not to get arrested before we do!"

Leaving him there, wearing only his frilly undergarments, his high heels and his wig… and made up to look like a cheap slut, the group of girls returned to the orgiastic fun of the party! Helen continues the story:

On the way back to the party, I told the girls of the only other occasion that I had managed to convince Pippa to dress up for me.

I explained to them what a little whore I am, and how my obedient little husband cleans and licks my body, after I've been fucked by my lovers. The last time he’d cleaned me up, was after I was gang-banged by five ‘anonymous’ hugely rampant cocks, in a ‘dogging’ car park, about three miles from our home!

I had decided to shave my husband of all of his body hair, to both humiliate him, and because I liked the way it looked. It made his puny little dick look bigger and fatter. Why did I have this sudden change of heart? Because Tony, my married lover, had been caught by his wife, who had threatened to sue him… and to take his entire bank account away, if he didn't dump me. As sweet as my hot little body was, I guess his money was more important. He did leave me with an envelope… filled with cash, after our final night together… two-thousand pounds to be exact!

That same week, another of my ‘regular’ fucks called… Terrence. He said that he was through with me… because I was too much of a whore, and he no longer wanted his dick near my sloppy holes. Too much of a whore? …Well, fuck him. I wasn't as upset by him as I was by Tony, but now I was lover-less. The life that I had grown accustomed to had been turned upside down. I wondered if it was some sort of sign from the sex gods.

Pippa couldn't believe it when I started staying home every night. I would let him eat my pussy after the kids went to bed. I even let him fuck me once, but found that his small cock still didn't satisfy me. He became even more attentive to me and the kids, and I was actually starting to enjoy it.

One night, after I was trying out a new vibrator that I’d bought, one of those life-like ten-inch models… I had a kinky idea! I watched, as Pippa licked the vibrator clean after I'd cum on it, and I decided that maybe… what my husband wanted, was to suck a real dick. I would make that happen, but first… I had another idea.

Rebecca lived on the floor below us. She was in her early 40's, had FOUR kids, and had been widowed over five years ago. She often criticized my lifestyle, but I knew it also turned her on. She was very religious, and had confessed to me that she'd been celibate since her husband's death.

I tried to imagine life without sex for five years …but I just couldn't. I decided to try and seduce her. I thought it would be fun… and besides, my self-esteem was at a low point, because I was no longer getting fucked regularly.

It was a holiday weekend in January that I decided to put my plan into motion.

I told Pippa that he would be getting laid very soon, if he obeyed my every wish …that was no problem, since he was already doing that. So, he eagerly took the kids out to a movie that Sunday afternoon when I asked him to.

I phoned Rebecca… and I invited her up for a cup of coffee. Now, Rebecca may have been forty-two years old, but she was still a sexy woman. She was a little chunky, but her forty-four DD breasts commanded attention, and I noticed the looks she always got from the other men in our building. The rest of her was well proportioned, her hips were nicely rounded …as was her arse. Her thighs were meaty, but not fat. Her face was soft and gentle, motherly… in a comforting sort of way.

I had fantasized about her eating my pussy sometimes when Pippa was down there. I think it was her goody-goody attitude that made me want to corrupt her. She thought Pippa was a total saint, because of the way he put up with me, and how well he took care of the kids. I knew she was very fond of him.

When she came up for coffee, I made sure that I was dressed properly. I had on a silk kimono, and a sexy little pair of panties. I was braless, and because of the cold apartment, my nipples stood out proudly, pushing points through my robe. Rebecca was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt, her huge tits straining against the material.

I turned the subject to sex, and I asked her if she’d noticed that I no longer went out at night. She said that she had, and told me that she had prayed for me to change.

I told her how I was masturbating all of the time now, because I wasn't used to this lack of sex. She laughed, and told me how she had been masturbating for years… and that it was normal.

I asked her why she didn't date, if she was so horny… and she explained that there were too many bad things in the world, and that maybe someday, when all the kids were gone, she would date. I took this opportunity to tell her about some of my escapades. I could see that she was getting turned on. Her nipples must've been huge, to show through the thick sweatshirt that she was wearing. I was getting really turned on too.

I lied, and I told her that I had a confession. I told her that Pippa had called her name out several times during sex, and that I thought he must have a real hard on for her. I told her that sometimes, when I masturbated …I thought about her myself. I lied again, and told her that I'd never been with another woman in my life. I touched her hand, and I asked her if she’d ever wondered what it would feel like to kiss another woman… to touch her, to taste her… to feel the softness of another woman's breasts. I could tell that she was getting really turned on, and that it made her uncomfortable. She got up… and very nervously left.

The next morning was a Monday, and it was a holiday. I had Pippa take the kids to his mother’s for the day. When he arrived back home, I had some women's clothing laid out for him on the bed. I had taken some of the money Tony had given me, and had ordered a French maid's costume …in Pippa's size. I’d even found a pair of women's black pumps… in a size nine, for him. I took him with me to the shower, shaved him down again, and then helped him to dress. I could tell by his erection that he was into the French maid’s outfit.

I wrapped a studded cock-ring around the base of his cock and his clean shaven balls, pulling his package through the crotchless panties. His cock looked obscene, until I had him cover it with the apron. He was wearing fishnets, a garter, a padded black bra, the crotchless panties, and the little maid’s hat …along with the high heels. I put make-up on him …and I must say that my hubby looked like a little French slut.

I told him of my plan to seduce Rebecca. He was surprised at me, and he said that we would never be able to pull that off, because she was such a straight lady. I told him my sexual prowess wouldn't fail, but he would have to follow my lead.

I called Rebecca down, and I told her that we needed to talk …and that I wanted to apologize for yesterday. I was surprised that she agreed to come down. I expected her to hesitate …but she didn't. This may be easier than I first thought. Pippa was really excited. I instructed him to open the door, and to stand behind it, to let Rebecca in …so she wouldn't see him until she was inside.

I wore a pair of snug sweat pants and a t-shirt… no panties, and no bra. Rebecca was at the door a few minutes later.

When Pippa closed the door behind her, she looked shocked …seeing that he was dressed like that. I told her that he wanted to be one of the girls’, and to sit around and talk with us, while we had coffee. Again, I met no resistance, and this surprised me. As Pippa went to get us coffee, she told me that she couldn't stop thinking about what I had said to her yesterday. She whispered to me that she had fantasized about Pippa while she’d masturbated. I feigned a surprised look.

Pippa came back in, and sat on the chair across from us. When he sat, his cock made a tent in the apron. Rebecca looked right at it. This was going nothing like I had imagined it would, because Rebecca was giving no resistance whatsoever.

I started by telling Pippa that I’d told Rebecca how he’d called out her name sometimes, when we were fucking …or when I was sucking his dick. He looked a bit surprised, but was smart enough to go along with it.

"Look at that erection. The moment that I told him that you were coming down he got hard." I stood up, and sat on the floor by his legs. "I bet it’s been ages since you saw a cock? Especially one that was so hard for you."

Rebecca nodded, looking at us with pure lust in her eyes. I reached under his apron, and I touched his hard cock …again, it just seemed so much bigger than usual.

"I think he'd be willing to show you it to you... if you maybe let us see those boobs."

I wanted to see them as much as Pippa. It took some time, but eventually Rebecca was sitting there in a sexy bra and a pair of black panties, looking delicious.

I told Pippa to tell Rebecca how much he wanted to lick her all over, and how much he had been jerking off, thinking about doing that to her.

He was no dummy. It may not have been true, but he saw the chance for some hot sex here. So he did, and for effect, he rubbed the lump in his apron.

I crawled to Rebecca's feet. Pippa followed me. I moved up, and I began touching her legs, then her arms, before I moved in to kiss her. She pulled away at first, but soon our tongues danced in each other's mouths. She moaned. Pippa had started licking her legs, making his way up to her wet panties. Her full thighs opened to allow him access to her neglected pussy. Pippa is such a horn dog!

He just pulled her wet panties aside, and started licking what had to be the hairiest pussy that I'd ever seen. She forgot me for the moment, throwing her head back, and enjoying my husband’s talented tongue work. I unfastened her bra …and I let out her forty-four DD's. I immediately went after her large, dark nipples, and began sucking on them. She didn't take long to have an orgasm. It was so loud that I was expecting the next door neighbours to slam on the wall. Pippa kept at it though, and so did I. Before long, she was moaning, and was headed for her second quick orgasm. She was like me, in that she really got wet when she came. I kissed Pippa, and I licked Rebecca's juices off his mouth and cheeks. Mmm, I liked it.

Pippa knelt, took off his apron, and pulled Rebecca to the end of the couch. He shoved his cock into her pussy. I sat close to them on the couch, and I watched his cock sliding in and out of her hairy pussy. I ripped off my sweatpants and my shirt, and I leaned in close. I could smell the sweet smell of Rebecca’s overheated pussy, as Pippa began to just pound her. She reached out and pulled me toward her, and as we kissed she rubbed my pussy. I was so hot that I started to cum. She had her third orgasm, and a minute later, Pippa pulled out… and he came all over her big tits. She sat back, and Pippa and I licked her tits clean. Rebecca was so exhausted that she fell asleep on the couch.

I was still horny, so I let Pippa fuck me in the arse. Rebecca left later that day, but begged us to have her back. I've been getting so horny, just thinking about it… that I've been letting Pippa fuck me, and eat me constantly.

I'm working on bringing home a well hung stud, so that Pippa can suck his cum right out of his dick… after he’s fucked me and I’ve forced Pippa to watch… probably whilst he’s tied to a chair, or something!