SISSY CUCKOLD HISTORY 965.
It comes to something when as a feminized sissy cuckold want to be or a dumped and divorced sissy cuckold you out of sheer desperation visit a prostitute to try to have sex.
More than likely you have spun the good lady a tale that you’re just a common garden variety of transvestite but then when you finally get to her place the disaster starts.
Do not for one moment think that this experienced lady will not peg you for who you really are straight away and no matter what she calls herself a hooker, prostitute, escort etc. she is still a woman so will not take kindly to you not being truthful with her about what you are.
Maybe she’ll come right out with it and say she knows you’re a feminized sissy cuckold and worthless lumps of shit like yourself specially ones that have lied to her have to pay double and that’s just for licking her pussy and anus with absolutely no intercourse.
Or she might just play along with your deception making sure she uses key words and phrases on you to ensure like all women can when they want to that either you suffer catastrophic premature ejaculation before you even get into her usually while she fiddles round trying to put an extra large condom on your tiny penis or her words effect you so much that you are unable to erect at all under her withering nasty comments and rejection to you of sex because you’re a feminized sissy cuckold.
For the sissy cuckold there are few things more humiliating and shameful than being rejected by a woman that will have sex for money, even worse is that meekly you’ll pay double of any figure she asks to lick her cock used cunt and anus or even be used as a toilet by her.

SISSY CUCKOLD HISTORY 964.
Mind mulling over Wendy the third woman used me as a sissy after Pam and Fran had got their claws into me.
Wendy a friend of my Mothers was a Nurse she had never married and now with hindsight I wonder if she was leaning towards being a lesbian or was one her manner was always authoritarian and she spoke to me especially in a clipped manner, not nasty but with a tone that told me I was not thought of as an equal but just a silly young man.
Wendy also had the dirtiest laugh I have ever heard on a woman and she loved naughty ribald jokes, of course because Pam and Fran could not keep their mouths shut about my sissy dressing up and the things I had willingly done for them my Mother being part of what they called their coven knew straight away the kinky urges I had developed on top of what she already knew about me dressing up and having a dire foot fetish.
Hence it was Mother who gossiped to Wendy and sent me to see her dressed as Wendy said being a nurse she might be able to help me if we had a chat? It was never made clear to me what help a chat with Wendy was going to resolve as apart from her telling me to kneel and kiss and worship her nylon clad feet and suck her toes I was never asked to speak and that first time she masturbated me to ejaculation I had her dirty knickers in my mouth and could only squeal when I shot all over her legs something that earned me a spanking after Wendy had me lick my mess up.
It was only on my second visit to see Wendy that she put me to her sweaty smell pussy after she had finished a long shift at work, and I found out that for all her haughtiness she orgasmed like a slut.