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Riders #50

It’s nice to feel your defenses crumbling away. Now @princess-jenna1 doesn’t have to roughly force it in all the time when She is fucking your mind, now She can tenderly ease in because you are opening up eagerly for Her as well. Though when She just wants to fuck that mind of yours She still will get Her way.

“Watch this,” she said with a mischievous smile, the snapped her fingers, and I immediately dropped to my knees. A second snap and further down I went, kissing her boots with all the love and respect my goddess deserves. My face turned red and hot as I heard gasps and goggles from her friends. One said “wow, you’ve certainly got him well trained!” and another commented “that’s impressive,” and requested, “you’ll just have to share your training program with us,”.

“Well, it was quite easy, actually,” my wife replied, “in our relationship, I’ve always been the alpha, and he’s always been very much the beta. I just gave it a nudge here and there, and I found that the more demanding I became, the more obedient he became. And of course, whenever he disappointed me, he was disciplined, as harshly as I could muster. Mostly spankings, whippings, writing lines, time outs, that sort of thing, and on occasion, when he really messed up, I’d find ways to increase the pain and include some pretty extreme humiliation. I know, I know,” she continued, ”it sounds harsh, but I also reward him when he pleases me- usually, he gets to, umm…, well he calls it “worshiping” me- and he’s learned to become quite skilled with his tongue.”

“That’s his reward?” one of the ladies remarked, “I have to practically beg my husband to go down on me… ”

“Oh honey. That’s just not right. A gorgeous goddess like you? Don’t you worry, we’re gonna fix him.”, my wife responded. Then she snapped her fingers again. I’d been kissing her boots the entire time, and was grateful for a break, and returned to my kneeling position as she looked down at me, and began tenderly stroking my hair. “Honey, it’s time for you to go get changed now,” she said softly. I got up and walked to the bedroom, and proceeded to change into the outnshed left out for me- panties, a mid length pleated skirt and a fuzzy pink sweater like the one she had on. Wearing her clothes always filled me with an intense mixture of shame, humiliation, and a pleasant girly feeling that never failed to have me fully erect.

When I reported back to her, there was even more gasping and laughter than before. “Ladies,” my wife announced, the real secret ingredient to subduing and taking control of your man is humiliation, and that starts with emasculation. Once you take away his sense of manhood, and turn him into a mincing feminized sissy, he will quickly reach his breaking point, and from then on, he’s all yours, to shake and mold into the most obedient slave you could ever imagine. I’m sure some of your men will be easier to break, and others tougher, but don’t worry- I’ll be here to help you every step of the way!”

One final snap of her fingers indicated she was done with me, so I curtsied as trained and left them to talk. It was a strangely mortifying yet proud event for me. I am living my dream as a sissy slave to my superior wife.

“He he he. Aww… don’t be embarrassed. I have a lot of boys who think they can handle me. But when I give them a chance they always seem to have trouble controlling themselves. I think it’s sweet that they keep peeing their pants in front of me. Looks like you’re just another little boy who needs a strong woman like me to take care of you.”