No, Tell Rachel everything

I spent the night thinking about what had happened. I was shocked at my wife's actions, but furious with Bob. As I lay awake thinking, I decided to go and let Rachel know what had been going on. At least that way I would have some support in confronting Bob and Helen.

So it was that I found myself outside Rachel's house the next morning after breakfast. When Rachel opened the door, I was reminded yet again how gorgeous she was in a white dress that showed off her legs and body beautifully. She could see that I was upset and invited me in to join her in the lounge.

"What's up John"

So I told her how I had found her husband fucking my wife in the kitchen and that I wanted to let her know, and that I was looking for us to confront Bob and Helen together.

"So did they see that you had seen them?"

"Yes"

"And where were you?"

"I was in the kitchen"

"Where in the kitchen? I'm confused, where could you possibly be in the kitchen that they wouldn't have seen you straight away when they entered?"

"I was behind the centre island"

"And you let them undress and start fucking in the kitchen. Why?"

"I was kneeling down out of sight when they entered"

"Why didn't you let them know you were there straight away? Were you doing something you shouldn't have been, or maybe, wearing something you shouldn't have been? Or are you a voyeur that wanted to see them fuck" interrogating me now "which is it John?"

"I couldn't show myself, I wasn't dressed appropriately"

"How were you dressed?" My attempt to deflect brushed aside "Come on, tell me how you were dressed. It must have been something **** for you to let someone fuck your wife without intervening!?"

Running out of options, I confessed "Alright, if you must know I was wearing lingerie. Satisfied"

"Are you a sissy, John?" questioning now, intrigued "Is that your thing, you wear panties... Are you wearing panties now?" and of course I was - I hadn't even thought about it. I blushed. "You are, aren't you?"

Getting angry now "You're a panty clad sissy come to talk to me about my husband cuckolding you, or...." she smiled and parted her legs "...are you an angry husband who wants to get ****"

My eyes went like saucers as I looked at the beautiful Rachel on display to me. My look must have been one of lust, as Rachel came to me and started unbuttoning my shirt whilst a hand dropped down to my crotch and felt.. my cage. A smile "Are you wearing a cock cage?" a very mischievous smile "You're wearing panties and a cock cage!" her other hand dipped to my crotch and started to unbutton my trousers. I attempted to stop her "Don't you dare! You're a submissive cuckold whose wife puts you in panties and a cage, are you not?" Beautiful eyes looking into mine, already knowing the answer "Well?"

"Yes"

"Yes, what"

"Yes, Mistress" a smile of acknowledgement from Rachel

"Trained I see. That isn't what I meant. Tell me what you are!"

"I am a submissive sissy cuckold"

"...Mistress. I like that"

"I am a submissive sissy cuckold, Mistress" Trousers now down around my ankles and she is fondling my balls and cage. "Now describe to me where you where when my husband was fucking your wife

"I was on the floor Mistress"

"and..."

"My wife was on a stool and your husband was stood between her legs and then he entered her"

"You must have had the perfect view of my husband's cock entering your wife's pussy. Did you see it slide in?"

"Yes Mistress"

"Did it stretch her pussy more than your puny cock"

"Yes, Mistress"

"Say it!" an order barked, now squeezing my balls more firmly - a threat to comply

Yes Mistress. Your husbands cock stretched my wife's small pussy more than my puny cock has ever done"

"And how did Helen's react?"

"She was loving it mistress. She had a look of pleasure on her face" a raised eyebrow, balls hurting now "as your husbands large cock stretched her pussy, as she struggled to make it she was panting and loving it"

"and then he fucked her" eyes raised, testing...

"Yes Mistress, he fucked her harder and better than I have ever done."

"And was your cock hard?" looking down "like it is now, thinking about an alpha make fucking your wife while you, cucky boy, looked on?"

"Yes Mistress"

"You are a natural cuckold, aren't you? You want to cum thinking of your wife being fucked don't you?" her other hand drifting to my ass and searching for my hole "You are going to cum for me. You are going to cum whilst you think about what happened next, because we both know what you did next, don't we?"

"Yes Mistress, after your husband had come in my wife's pussy, I crawled over there and licked his cum out of her abused pussy... aaaghhhhhh!" and I came as her finger found my prostrate in my ass and stroked it, which along with the massaging of my balls was enough to send me over the edge. But she knew what she was doing, because there was no pressure on my cock, my cum just dribbled out without the explosive release. I looked at her wide eyed and stunned - I had got no pleasure from coming. Instead I had just submitted to the woman I was hoping to confront Bob and Helen with.

And that's when I hear a slow handclap behind me... and Bob walked into the room... laughing at me.