SISSY CUCKOLD HISTORY 926.
Even though I am a feminized sissy cuckold myself I have this word of advice for any woman out there reading this and the advice is simple and straight forward.
NEVER EVER FEEL SORRY FOR A FEMINIZED SISSY CUCKOLD NO MATTER WHAT YOU SEE IT SUFFERING!
In 100 percent of all cases with feminized sissy cuckolds they have brought all their woes, suffering and emotional anguish upon themselves, not only because they are failures as men but most importantly being what they are is in their sexual make up and deep down past all the fear, terror, pain, tears, rejection, humiliation and shame they are aroused beyond belief.
So instead of feeling for the beaten down simpering little feminized sissy cuckold feel free to also put the boot in as the saying goes it will be much appreciated!
SISSY CUCKOLD HISTORY 925.
Reminiscing about Wendy the third of my mother’s girlfriends that had me do things for her after she found out that I was a sissy crossdresser with strange tastes, things she had been told of by my mother, Pamela and Fran.
Wendy was a midwife and a very prim talking woman who had a very dark and strange sense of humor and had the dirtiest laugh I have ever heard.
Even though I had already gone through horrendous humiliation at the hands of My mother, Pamela and Fran it felt a whole lot worse in the hands of Wendy who had me visit her fully dressed as a woman.
She was very direct with her commands that I expose myself to her and her words of derision about my tiny penis were cutting to say the least making me feel utterly worthless and scared of her so much so even as her fingers touched my little penis it would not get erect for her and it was only when she had me worshipping her nylon clad feet with my tongue and mouth did I erect and was able to show Wendy my masculine failure which brought forth a tidal wave of small penis humiliation.
I felt ashamed later when Wendy had me masturbate onto the gusset of her dirty panties in front of her as she made snide and nasty comments making me lick my mess up off the material once I had leaked my meager load.
My relationship with Wendy was one of me cleaning her house, worshipping her feet and liking clean her pussy and anus which although as never as dirty as Fran’s was always sweaty, pissy, smelly and faecal matter dirty after a day’s work, there was never any sperm as Wendy as far as I know never had men friends but as feminized sissy cuckolds we have no right to question such things a woman does
