As the door to the bedroom opens, Vanessa makes her entrance, exuding an aura of dominance and sensuality. Her figure is accentuated by the slutty white lingerie she wears, hugging her curves in all the right places. The choice of white, a delicate yet alluring ensemble, adds an extra layer of virginal innocence to her presence. Yet she is about to be anything but!
Her eyes lock onto Derek, taking in the sight of him serving Anthony with submissive devotion. A satisfied smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she observes her sissy has prepared the room for her and now kneels to await further instructions. The choker adorning her neck emphasizes her control and authority, yet a visual symbol of her submission to Anthony.
With each stride she takes, the click of her boots against the floor resonates, creating an air of command and anticipation. The room becomes charged with an electric energy as she approaches Anthony and Derek, her presence commanding attention.
Her words linger in the air, solidifying the roles and expectations within the room. Derek’s heart quickens, knowing that his submission to both Vanessa and Anthony is key to fulfilling their desires. He maintains his position, ready to serve and obey their every command.
Vanessa’s gaze shifts between Anthony and Derek, her dominance palpable as she orchestrates their interactions. Her authority and sensuality merge, creating an intoxicating atmosphere that ignites the desires of all involved.
The air in the room crackles with anticipation as Derek, embodying his submissive role, kneels before Anthony. His heart pounds in his chest as he gathers his courage to make the request, fully aware of the significance of this moment.
With a voice trembling with both nervousness and submission, Derek addresses Anthony, his words soft and deferential. “Sir, may I have your permission to suck your cock, to prepare you for my wife's pleasure?"
The room falls silent, the weight of Derek’s words hanging in the air. All eyes are on Anthony as he contemplates the request, his expression a mix of curiosity and authority. He takes a moment to gauge Derek’s devotion and willingness to serve.
In a voice that exudes power and control, Anthony responds, his words carrying the weight of his dominance. “Yes, young lady. You may proceed. Show me your dedication to pleasing your wife.”
Derek’s heart skips a beat, a mix of excitement and trepidation coursing through him. He moves closer to Anthony his hands delicately tracing the outline of Anthony’s pants, as he slips them off and positions himself to fulfill his assigned task.
With utmost focus and submission, Derek leans in, his lips and tongue beginning their gentle exploration, working diligently to bring Anthony to full readiness for Vanessa. Every movement is measured, every touch deliberate, as he seeks to elicit pleasure and ensure his role in providing the ultimate satisfaction to Anthony's swelling erection.
As he diligently attends to his task, Derek’s thoughts are consumed by the humiliating reality that he has another man's cock in his mouth, and Vanessa is watching him. The knowledge that his submission is integral to their shared pleasure fuels his reluctant desire to serve with utmost devotion and skill.
Derek’s heart races as he feels Anthony’s response to his oral ministrations. The realization that he is pleasuring a “real man” in such an intimate way sends a surge of mixed emotions through him. Nervousness intertwines with deep humiliation, as the power dynamics within their FLR shift and new experiences unfold. Derek can hear his wife masturbating on the bed, indulging in the sight of his shameful performance.
As Derek continues to serve Anthony, his lips and tongue working diligently on the cock, he feels a gradual change in Anthony’s response. Sensing Anthony’s growing arousal, he realizes that he has succeeded in his task. Anthony’s length extends deeper into his throat, causing him to wretch and gag.
Derek’s breath catches momentarily as he adjusts to the sensation, grappling with the intensity of this new experience. He can feel wetness at the front of his satin panties, little glimmering dabs of pre-cum escaping his chastity cage, fueling a mixture of sensations and conflicting emotions within him.
His training and willingness to please drive him forward, urging him to continue with purpose and dedication. His throat accommodates Anthony’s growing size, adapting to the presence of a “real man” within him.
"That's enough my sweet sissy, I wanna fuck! Go stand in the corner."
Vanessa’s voice cuts through the air, her words simultaneously affirming Derek’s efforts and reminding him of his place within their dynamic. The praise, coupled with the command, solidifies his role as a sissy and emphasizes his purpose in their arrangement.
With a mixture of humiliation and submission, Derek removes Anthony's cock from his mouth. He feels a lingering sense of anticipation and arousal, but also a profound understanding that his service has reached its limit for the time being.
As Anthony moves closer to Vanessa, Derek’s heart sinks and a knot forms in his stomach. He obediently walks to the designated corner of the room, his heels clicking against the floor. With each step, he feels the weight of his submission, the shame and vulnerability of being relegated to the role of a passive observer.
Standing with his back to the room, facing the wall, Derek grapples with his emotions. A mix of conflicting desires courses through him — the longing to please Vanessa, the curiosity about what transpires between her and Anthony, and the undeniable pang of jealousy that he must suppress.
Time feels elongated as Derek remains in the corner, acutely aware of the sounds of passion and pleasure emanating from the space behind him. The minutes stretch into an hour, each passing second a reminder of his submissive role and his willingness to sacrifice his desires for Vanessa’s satisfaction.
In his secluded corner, Derek battles the range of emotions swirling within him — the shame, the emasculation, the yearning, and the surrender. He finds solace in the knowledge that his submission and compliance are central to Vanessa’s pleasure and the fulfillment of their dynamic.
As the hour of passion between Vanessa and Anthony comes to a close, Derek remains in his designated corner, his mind a whirlwind of emotions. The sound of their shared orgasm echoes in the room, a stark reminder of his inability to cum like a "real man" and the depths of his degradation.
Vanessa, with her commanding presence, breaks the silence. Her voice carries a mixture of authority and expectation as she addresses Derek. “Sweetheart, come here,” she commands, her tone leaving no room for hesitation.
Derek’s heart skips a beat as he turns from the corner, his delicate heels padding softly against the floor. He approaches Vanessa and Anthony, his eyes lowered in submission, fully aware of his clean-up duty that awaits him.
Without a word, Vanessa guides Anthony toward Derek, his cock glistening with their shared pleasure. Derek’s cheeks flush with humiliation as he takes in the sight before him. He understands the nature of his role — to clean and service, even in the most intimate and degrading moments.
With a mixture of reluctance and devotion, Derek kneels before Anthony, his hands trembling slightly as he delicately takes hold of Anthony's raging cock. He suppresses his own desires and focuses solely on the task at hand — removing every trace of Vanessa’s arousal from Anthony’s spent flesh.
As Derek diligently performs his duty, his thoughts swirl with a heady mix of emotions. Shame and humiliation intertwine with the tinge of arousal that courses through his body. He remains steadfast in his submission, understanding that his purpose is to fulfill Vanessa’s desires. Additionally, Vanessa reminds him that this is the only time he gets to have her pussy, when he is licking another man's cum from within her.
Derek completes the task at hand, ensuring that every trace of Vanessa and Anthony’s arousal is meticulously cleaned from not only Anthony's cock but his wife's freshly fucked pussy. As he finishes, he takes a moment to compose himself, steeling his nerves to address Anthony.
Derek’s voice, still soft and wispy, quivers slightly as he speaks, his words filled with defeat and vulnerability. “Thank you, Sir, for fucking my wife. I hope I have pleased you and met your expectations.”
His eyes remain lowered, his body still kneeling, as he awaits Anthonys’s response. His heart races with anticipation, knowing that his performance will be judged and evaluated by the dominant man who stands before him.
Mistress Andrea and "Chatty"
xoxo
Continued in: Call me "Sir"
2 comments:
My favourite is the 5th down, where she's diddling herself as her sissy gives him head.
That woukd 100% be me, especially thinking that strange cock will be plundering me next!
Totally a Goddess move isn't it!?
What a vixen she is!
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