Sissy Pink
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Good things come to those who wait...
Adam’s wife Jen has promised him a special surprise when he gets home from work – and after a day full of teasing text messages, he can’t wait to see what she has in mind. However, it seems that Jen has plans of her own – plans that involve humiliating her beloved husband almost to his limits…
Torn between what remains of his dignity and his intense arousal, Adam has to decide what is more important to him: indulging his Domme wife’s fantasies of having her own sissy plaything, or trying to cling to his masculinity.
This story contains themes of sissification, humiliation, and pegging.
     ‘Jen?’ I shouted into the silence. ‘Are you home?’
     ‘Upstairs,’ she called back. ‘I’ve been waiting for you.’
     Perfect.
     If she was already in the bedroom, then that meant the evening’s festivities were going to start sooner than I’d thought. I ran up the stairs two at a time, but it was only once I had my hand on the bedroom doorknob that I heard her voice again.
     ‘Wait,’ she said.
     ‘For what?’
     ‘Close your eyes,’ she said, teasingly. ‘I don’t want you to see me just yet.’
     ‘What about what I want?’
     ‘Oh, honey,’ she said, with a playful lilt to her voice. ‘Today isn’t about what you want. That comes later. As long as you behave.’
Adam’s wife Jen has promised him a special surprise when he gets home from work – and after a day full of teasing text messages, he can’t wait to see what she has in mind. However, it seems that Jen has plans of her own – plans that involve humiliating her beloved husband almost to his limits…
Torn between what remains of his dignity and his intense arousal, Adam has to decide what is more important to him: indulging his Domme wife’s fantasies of having her own sissy plaything, or trying to cling to his masculinity.
This story contains themes of sissification, humiliation, and pegging.
Extract
     ‘Jen?’ I shouted into the silence. ‘Are you home?’
     ‘Upstairs,’ she called back. ‘I’ve been waiting for you.’
     Perfect.
     If she was already in the bedroom, then that meant the evening’s festivities were going to start sooner than I’d thought. I ran up the stairs two at a time, but it was only once I had my hand on the bedroom doorknob that I heard her voice again.
     ‘Wait,’ she said.
     ‘For what?’
     ‘Close your eyes,’ she said, teasingly. ‘I don’t want you to see me just yet.’
     ‘What about what I want?’
     ‘Oh, honey,’ she said, with a playful lilt to her voice. ‘Today isn’t about what you want. That comes later. As long as you behave.’
