Go home to Mistress Wife

I put the key in the lock. Opening the door I stepped in. Even though I had only been away an afternoon, it felt like stepping into someone else's house. It was like I was seeing it for the first time. I could hear the sounds of sex coming from upstairs...

I crept up the stairs, not quite sure why in my own home, but I didn't want to make a noise. I pushed the door open and stepped into the room...

Helen was spread across the width of bed. She was naked apart from black stockings and suspender belt. Her hands were bound to the corners of the bed and from the star shape she was positioned in, looked like her ankles were as well. Her head hung down. She lifted her head up and I could see a mount hanging open, drool hanging down. Her hips were positioned up with a pillow and John was fucking her hard. There was a part of me screaming to help my wife, but I just stood there.

"Look who it is" bellowed out Bob "It's your sissy cuck" Helen's eyes focused on me "Yes Master!"

"What do want to say to your sissy cuck?"

Her expression changed form one of helpless submission to one of command "Strip sissy"

I felt compelled too. I stripped to my panties and cage. They both laughed "Oh my god, you are such a slut, kneel" Bob husband withdrew from my wife, her juices dripping from his cock. I could feel my wife's eyes watching me intently, like a scientist watching a specimen.

I knelt there in front of my wife. Bob walked round in front of me. I watched his cock all the way round, my mouth practically salivating at the sight of his cock. I could not understand why. My wife watched fascinated, looking for confirmation of my corruption. As Bob stepped up I automatically opened my mouth and welcomed his cock in "That's right, clean my cock cuck" My wife laughed gently as she watched "So it's true?"

"Rachel told you it was true. All this time, your husband wanted to be a sissy cuck and you didn't know. You just needed help to understand that, didn't you bitch" I knew she didn't know about the programming, the hypno, but also knew I wouldn't be able to tell her. I wondered how Bob had broken her but suspected I knew. We had both be played, and changed by our Master and Mistress... our fates sealed as soon as Helen had accepted Rachel as a friend.

"Yes, Master" a whisper beside me.

"Cuck, your wife needed to be persuaded. She thought you were a man and would come back here and beat me for fucking her. But today she has learnt the truth, that you are a submissive sissy cuckold... and that I am her master who can use her anytime I want. You understand that don't you, Cuck?"

When he said Cuck, it was like a switch going off in my head, I felt the need to Obey. "Yes, Master" Sucking his cock clean, savouring the last, licking the underside to make sure I got every drop. "Good, now clean up your wife" and he was gone, leaving Helen and I alone. It was like I was seeing a new her for the first time.

I untied her, massaged her stretched and painful limbs, rolled her onto her back, and then dipped my head down to her pussy to worship my mistress's pussy, cleaning every last drop of my master's cum from it. I cleaned her until my wife fell asleep, and then tidied up the room and got into bed next to her still wearing my panties and cage.