Sami's Turn

"Say thank you, Sweetie. You do love your treat, don't you?"

"Yes Sami. Thank you so much," I squeaked as I continued to lick her hand clean.

"Don't miss a drop," Sami teased, as she turned her palm down, offering me the cummy dribble that had spilled onto the back of her hand.

Still lost in the reverie of all that had happened and not wanting it to end, I hungrily licked her outstretched finger. She pushed it through my lips and pressed it to the back of my tongue. My lips automatically tightened around the base of her digit, and I sucked it clean as she pulled it free.

With the other hand still holding the dildo, Sami brought it to my mouth once again. She pressed it to my lips, but as I started to take it in, she slid it, first to my cheek and then under my chin. With a steady pressure, Sami then lifted my head with the plastic cock until I was looking at her. We looked into each other's eyes. She slowly shook her head, tightened her lips, and then, CRACK!

The force of her hand striking my face knocked me back off my heels and onto my butt.

"You fucking asshole!" she screamed.

"You make me fucking sick!"

"Get the fuck back up here," she yelled as she reached for me. Grabbing hold of my hair, she jerked me onto my knees. I was dumfounded by the sudden change and had no idea what was going on or what set her off.

She held my head up by my hair, so that we were again locked eye to eye, "What kind of man dresses like a whore and cums at the thought of sucking cock?"

Looking straight into my eyes, "What kind of man willingly laps up cum and then says thank you?"

I had no answer. "What kind of man?" The answer was simple -- no kind of "man." Only a submissive little sissy like me would behave this way. Only a ridiculous little panty wearing cocksucker.

"I don't know Sami. I'm so sorry . . . a man like me, I guess."

"A man like you?" she said with a laugh. Pulling even harder on my hair, "Who the fuck are you trying to kid?" she asked, not expecting an answer.

"You're not a man!"

"Men don't suck cock. They get sucked!"

"You're nothing but a little sissy faggot, a weak, feminine sissy cocksucker."

Sami let go of my hair, and I crumpled. She hadn't told me anything I didn't already know, but still the realization of all that had happened was beginning to sink in. Driven by my desire, I had allowed Sami to witness the real me. She had not only seen me wearing stockings and heels. But now, she not only knew that I liked to be made up like a whore but that I liked to suck cock like one too. She had watched as I eagerly sucked on a big plastic cock, even taken its entire length down my throat, and twice in as many days, my dear wife had watched as I sucked and savored my own cum.

What a pathetic misfit I was. I had a beautiful wife, one who any man would give his left nut to be with, and I had totally let her down.

With my eyes cast to the floor, I knelt in the shame only a sissy can know. Sitting back, my legs bent, heels tucked up under me, I looked down at myself. Even in this situation, just looking at my smooth shaven legs, all adorned in silk stockings, gave me such a twinge. As always, my little sissy clit was tucked between my legs, giving the appearance of total femininity. I drew my hands along my legs, drinking in the wonderful sensation of soft feminine thighs.

I awoke from my brief moment of being lost in my femininity and spotted Sami's pretty feet. Her toes were perfectly shaped, and the bright pink polish only accentuated their beauty. Without thinking, I bent forward and started kissing her toes.

"I'm so sorry Sami. You're right, I'm not a man," I apoligized as I pressed my lips to her foot and peppered it with kisses. "How can I ever make this up to you?" I asked, holding her delicate ankle in my hands and kissing it gently.

Sami didn't pull her foot away, which told me that she must approve, at least to some extent. So, I continued. Placing both hands on the floor, kneeling almost flat, I kissed first one foot and then the other, "I'll do anything Sami. Please forgive me."

"Lick my toes sissy," Sami ordered softly.

My kisses immediately turned to licking. I pressed my tongue between her toes and enjoyed the taste of her skin. As I mixed kisses and tongue, slavishly worshipping my wife's womanly feet, Sami pivoted around and sat on the bed. I turned to follow her, not missing a beat, and she lifted her foot.

"Suck sissy. You like to suck. Pretend it's a little cock, a little sissy cock like yours," she purred.

I took her big toe into my mouth, pressing my tongue against it as I sucked on it and then slowly released it again. I took two toes, three, into my mouth. I licked and kissed and sucked, intent on showing Sami my devotion, my total submission to her female superiority.

"Maybe there is some use for you after all," Sami cooed.

"You are an obedient bitch. I'll give you that."

"My legs sissy. Kiss my legs." And I gladly starting kissing her ankles, her calves.

"Higher sweetie. Higher now."

I could tell Sami was enjoying our scene as much as I was. She began to breath more heavily, and I took the cue to start to carress and massage her as I worked up her legs. I slid my tongue along her inner thigh and moved my hands to cup the firm cheeks of her fine ass.

"That's it bitch. You're going to make your Mistress cum. Yes."

"Burry your nose in my panties slut," she ordered.

"Do you still like pussy . . . or does only big hard cock turn you on?"

Her scent was intoxicating. It had been so long since I had tasted her juices. I wanted her pussy and I wanted it badly.

"I asked you a question, slut! Do you like pussy? Do you want to make your Mistress cum?"

"Oh yes, Sami. Yes I do. So much!"

"Hmmm, that's a good sissy," Sami said in reply. She then took a handful of my hair and pulled my face from between her legs. "But I don't want you calling me Sami anymore. I am your Mistress, and that's how you'll refer to me. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress," I replied, and she released my hair, allowing me to return my face to her lap.

"Remove my panties, sissy."

I reached up with my hand, and she slapped it down. "With your teeth bitch!" So, I did as I was told and bit down on her panties, first on one side and then on the other, slowly tugging them and pulling them down. As I got them to her knees, she lifted her leg up and slipped her foot out.

"Smell the crotch bitch. That's it. Now come and get the real thing!"

I didn't hesitate for a second. I dove straight in, spreading her lips with my fingers as I licked for her clit. She was already wet, which was a good sign, so I sucked her clitty into my mouth and gently applied my tongue to start. As Sami started writhing and moaning, I knew I was doing something right.

"That's it bitch. Suck my clitty. Make me cum, slut!"

Her gyrations increased as I frantically lashed at her most female parts. Using my tongue to lick and probe, I lavished her womanhood with all that I had.

"Your fingers, slut. Fill my pussy!" she demanded.

I placed first one finger, and then another, probing inside her moist cavity as I continued to lick and suck her swollen clit.

"Yes . . . yes . . . yes," Mistress cried, now writhing, clinching, moaning.

I knew she was close to cumming and picked up the pace to a full pussy lapping frenzy.

"Burry your face BITCH! Do it NOW!" she yelled, clamping her strong thighs around my head. She grabbed my head and forced my face into her wet pussy. I felt her shiver and squirm as she repeatedly clamped down on me. She raised her knees, pulling them toward her breast, and she squeezed, as hard as she could, at the same time pulling my face deeper with both hands.

I gladly drank her juices.

"Oh my god!" she screamed.

And she finally released me, falling back onto the bed.

"Yes, there just may be some use for you after all," she mused, her eyes closed, now lying comfortably on her back.

"Hmmm, my very own little sissy bitch slave . . ."

"Would you like that sweetie?"

"Will you be my obedient little bitch?"



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