SISSY CUCKOLD HISTORY 999.
There is little wonder that the Cuckoldress wife or partner berates us feminized sissy cuckolds for our selfishness when it comes to our relief.
There is no use in denying it us sissy cuckolds think of little else than to achieve our sissy squirt so it’s understandable that the Cuckoldress wife early on steps in and takes full control over our sissy clits and what it can and cannot do.
The control over the feminized sissy cuckold’s sissy clit will become total from enduring chastity and even in extreme cases penectomy the cuckoldress having the penis removed for the good of womanhood world over.
But along with the physical control a Cuckoldress exerts there is also the verbal thus emotional control she subjects sissy cuckold to.
For myself this started early with being exposed by my mother as being a kinky cross-dresser and her sneering comments that I had nothing of any importance as I erected against the sole of her nylon-clad foot and from then on there were disparaging comments, teasing and snide remarks about my as she sweetly put it disability.
Then there was Fran after she had kissed me dressed as a woman where she felt me up at that fancy dress party that she could not fuck me as I was so small and straight away after told every one of her female friends what a small, dicked loser in women’s clothes I was.
From that party onwards when Pamela and Fran used me at their leisure they both in their own ways heaped on the shame and humiliation of my little penis neither one ever allowing me to have intercourse with them only using my mouth for the things they wanted.
Then Wendy got in on the act, and she used small penis humiliation to devastating effect on me in her no-nonsense medical manner.
Back home the sticky subject of masturbation was utterly frowned upon and because it seemed like my mother had eyes on her ass cheeks and a sixth sense about me touching myself any little tugging I did do was fraught with danger so was very limited.
Ejaculations at home tended to be nasty accidents in the tights or panties that I was in or wet dreams.
Later on, when married to Tania she put it in her own sweet loving way when she stated that, If it was not big enough to fuck with there was no earthly reason why she should allow the nasty little thing to erect or allow me the pleasure of filthy wanking let alone squirting my disgusting milk.
And of course, that is our final feminized sissy cuckold shame the sissy milk, as sissy cuckolds we see all too often the prodigious volume of sperm a able big cocked male can produce compared to our little offering that unlike real men’s sperm does not fire out like shots from a cannon arching many feet across the room but ours leaks and dribbles out and on the odd occasion may fly a little to soak our cuckoldresses nylon clad feet earing us well deserved punishment.
And feminized sissy cuckolds also intimately understand as they see and consume sperm so often that a real males load is rich thick and creamy with that salty tang where’s the sissy cuckolds is thin and watery with no consistency at all.

SISSY CUCKOLD HISTORY 998.
What causes a young male to end up as a feminized sissy cuckold? It’s a question that rages in every lad that ends up in the lifestyle’s clutches.
Of course, there is on one thing that causes the males downfall but one thing that all budding feminized sissy cuckolds have in common is the fact that when in its first lingerie, hosiery and it masturbates the ensuing pathetic orgasm is life changingly powerful far more intense than anything the budding sissy has every experienced before.
This is nature’s way of fixing the budding sissy cuckold on to its intended life course with utterly no way to combat it and from that squirt onwards the lad is trapped into a life that is consumed with sexual needs that control its every breathing moment.

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SISSY CUCKOLD HISTORY 997.
Be aware that once you’ve confessed to being a feminized sissy cuckold to your wife or significant other woman you will lose all say over your status in life, in fact as a feminized sissy cuckold you’ll come to learn that you have no human rights at all and no say in anything.
One of the many things you are going to have to come to terms with is your Cuckoldress taking the view that if you want to pretend being female you can fucking well take it up the ass like a real woman loves it because your ass that is now your sissy pussy.
So get ready as your Cuckoldress will with glee in her heart obliterate your tight little hole with anything that comes to mind from strap on cocks of all sized, vibrators, dildo’s, vegetables, her fist or foot nothing is off limits no matter how painful you have to take it like a good girl does.

SISSY CUCKOLD HISTORY 996.
For the feminized sissy cuckold because it is not allowed normal penetrative sex with a woman nor even the freedom to have ejaculations and erections unless strictly supervised if the Cuckoldress wife is fool enough to allow that sort of selfish display from her sissy cuckold the littler things become ultra important.
Most Feminized sissy cuckolds will confess that from the early days of their worthless lives they yearned to experience the smells and tastes of a woman as they knew early on there was never any hope of a woman showing interest in them and their silly little penis.
Thus, sissy cuckolds become addicted from the offset with sweat crusty foot parts of hosiery, spunk and cunt batter stocking welts, panties that are filled with stinking sludge and discharges up to and including urine, shit, sperm and menstrual blood.
Not only will the sissy cuckold become addicted to the smells but the taste as well as it’s impossible for a sissy cuckold not to suck and lick the soiled materials to savor the essence of a woman.

SISSY CUCKOLD HISTORY 995.
For me as a feminized sissy cuckold from my very early days of growing up I knew little of what I was heading to be, what I did know was that I had this urge to put women’s apparel on and that without being told I knew my penis was very little.
Having a little penis places you in a beta mode from birth and there is nothing you can do about that apart from suffer and hope that there is light at the end of the tunnel.
Well, that light at the end of the tunnel gets extinguished once other people get to see what you have got or lack of it.
For myself it was the fact that it was my Mother who first saw my little erect penis when it erected up against her nylon clad foot and when she eased the sole of her foot aside to see it that look of sneering contempt spread across her face then coldly but sweetly informing me to carry on massaging her foot as that was the only important thing happening in the room.
Words that utterly crush your already limited masculinity and then the body blow when more words came from her lips saying that it must be because I had such a tiny penis that I was dressing up in her hosiery and other things.
Having to go and put a pair of her used tights on then show myself to her in them was terrifying but also the most liberating thing I ever had to do and brought upon me her observations and comments that cut away any confidence I had in myself.
And through the power of her cutting condescending words about my little thing I was preconditioned to be utterly submissive to women from the go get so by the time Pamela and Fran got their talons into me I was ripe for pressing into doing acts that I later learned were prerequisites for a feminized sissy cuckold to do.
What I do recall is that I was instructed to wear Mothers worn tights at home and nighties and little heeled fluffy slippers after confessing my budding transvestism I had many, many losses of control and would be shamefully erect in the tights and stuff round the house which brought forth scathing comments and even Mother’s foot being pressed against my little arousal as I was berated for being dirty and naughty and so forth, she even slapped it to make it go down at times or pinched it cruelly, but that was it knowing that even with all her cutting words pinching and slaps that I ached to be brought off but she never did that thus addling my mind even further.