Chastity Cuckold Tales: Mistress Deborah's Cuckold Sissy Maid - eBook

Chastity Cuckold Tales: Mistress Deborah's Cuckold Sissy Maid - eBook
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Mistress Deborah lives the life of a pampered Goddess, thanks to her cuckold-sissy-maid-husband Tim/Tami. Deborah enjoys the amorous attentions of her young lover Sean, and both Mistress and Master take their turns in tormenting the hapless Tami. Things don’t get any better for Tami when the simpering sissy is ‘milked’ before Deborah’s guest, Miss Sandra, and when wicked sissy maid Amanda is added to the household.


Tim minced in his incredibly short steps, teetering on his stilettos to her bed, carefully placing her expensive black high heels in her suitcase. "Who is he?" he asked.

A crop across his thigh delivered the answer. "None of your business; you know better than to ask!"

He started to curtsy and offer an apology, but the crop landed again. "I-I'm sorry Mistress."

"Finish packing," she ordered.

He dropped to his knees to gently kiss the tips of her stiletto-heeled ankle boots. "I'm sorry, Mistress, I—" The boots disappeared from his view, moving across the floor as Mistress Deborah, his wife, reposed in her dressing chair.

"Finish...packing," she ordered.

He rose and made his way to the bathroom to gather her toiletries.

"If you must know, and I am not obligated to tell you anything, he's a lawyer; his name is Sean, Master Sean to you. He’s young, divorced, who likes no-strings sex with different older women. Alexandra fixed us up."

He silently bobbed a curtsy to acknowledge his understanding; there was no need for him to speak. They were going to Columbus for another date weekend; he would make the hotel and dinner reservations, and serve as the designated driver, ferrying the loving couple from hotel to restaurant, to whatever destination they wanted and then back to the hotel where they would make love. He was a chauffeur, butler, maid...and chastity cuckold.

"This is what you wanted...right?" Her voice held a teasing, mocking tone. "Tell me you don't want to go; that you want us to stay here this weekend and you can lick me to orgasm. Or...that you want to take me on my date weekend so I can be fucked with a real cock. Well, which is it?"

Tim stared down at the floor; his cock twitching in its chastity device. It always excited him when she talked like that. 

"Crawl over here...tell me what you want me to do."

He carefully placed her cosmetic bag in the suitcase and closed it; the packing was finished. As he had been so thoroughly trained, he dropped gracefully to his knees and crawled to his wife. "Please, Mistress, allow me to serve you on your date weekend."

The pointed toe of her boot probed at him with light, teasing kicks.

"Serve?" She kicked harder, "Serve who?"

"You, Mistress, please, you and your lover."

"Better," she leaned forward, stroking his hair, "remember, you were the one who asked for this." She leaned back in her chair, lifting her foot, and smiled as he began to lick the sole of her black boot. "I have to admit, it doesn't suck," she laughed, "well 'you' do. Alexandra said my stud doesn't mind getting his cock sucked by a submissive, cuckold, hubby. Ready for some good cock sucking this weekend, slut?"


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