SISSY CUCKOLD HISTORY 803.
I suppose like many feminized sissy cuckolds there is a fear and terror about homosexuality as many of us do not start out as queer it’s something that is foisted upon us over time.
For me it was firstly being interfered with by my stepfather a totally unwanted occurrence but one that obviously had implications for my already secret self of dressing up in women’s items.
What the result was from my stepfather was the shame and humiliation that I did not stop it due to my already submissive nature and also, he brought on little erections and ejaculations from me with what he did.
Lucky, he had no knowledge of my dressing up till much later in life when I bumped into him again quite by chance which is a whole other chapter of my sissy cuckold life.
But needless to say, the abuse, because that was what it was gave me fear, abhorrence and terror of anything homosexual.
So, it has always struck me as funny, odd, strange call it what you will that as I grew, I found myself in situations I completely did not seek that involved men.
Yes, you might well say that slurping sperm out of women’s pussies, anuses or off their bodies is not exactly straight but for me it’s not out and out homosexuality it’s something right on the edge the woman in control taking away responsibility from the feminized sissy cuckold.
What shamed me was that whenever a homosexual situation reared its ugly head I froze like a rabbit in a cars headlights at night so humiliating events happened like the dirty old man that sat next to me in a Soho porn theatre where I had been sitting quietly alone my skirt eased up and my little penis all stiff and leaking as I caressed it gently watching the fuck movies.
I almost feinted when he slid into the seat next to me and before I could react his hand was on my tiny erection, and he breathed heavily like the pervert he was as he wanked me off bringing me to a powerful sissygasm that saw my sissy milk shoot hard into the air in the dank theatre.
Afterwards as I scrambled to straighten my skirt and made a flight from the theatre I accepted that being brought off had felt nice but it had been so seedy and degrading and I was ashamed of myself for letting it happen as if I had said no or made a fuss the man would have done a runner but I suppose with me being an obvious transvestite in a porno cinema he must have felt the odds were on his side.
I suppose thinking back he must have felt let down seeing me run away after cumming as I expect he reckoned on a wank or a blow job from me!
Now once I was married to a cuckoldress wife and all decisions were taken away from me and I had to carry out all orders and commands I would have sucked him, wanked him or let him fuck me as you soon learn as a Feminized sissy cuckold that you have no human rights and no right or refusal for anyone that wants you.