Warning: This story is about a sissy cuckold who craves humiliation. If you're offended by stories of cuckolds, sissies, humiliation, cock sucking, or anal penetration, please stop reading. All characters are over eighteen years of age.
Today is the day I finally get to see my new bedroom. My wife's much younger boyfriend who makes me call him Daddy, and the other men in his family have been remodeling the basement, dividing it into separate rooms, including one that will be my new room, as well as painting and decorating it. They've been working on it every Saturday for more than a month. It was totally unfinished, just a big room for storage with a washer and drier on one end. Since this project began, I've only been allowed in a small area of the basement when I'm doing everyone's laundry. The rest of the basement is now walled off and behind a locked door.
Yesterday, the men finished up the project while my wife, (Mistress or Miss Lori), took me to the beauty salon. She and I are always gone when the men are there, either shopping or getting our nails or hair done, or some other girl activity, so I haven't met any of them yet.
I'm not allowed to wear men's clothing anymore. In fact, Daddy moved into our house the day after I met him and packed all my boy clothes up and donated them all to charity. He said there can only be one man in our household. He even locked my penis away in a tiny chastity device to prevent me from getting an erection or even being able to masturbate.
He sleeps with my wife now in what used to be our bedroom, while I sleep on a futon in a tiny spare room next to theirs. That's where I spend most of my free time when I'm not cooking their meals or doing their laundry or cleaning the house. It's also where I study lessons that Daddy has provided as well as watching sissy hypno videos that are constantly playing. The wall between my room and theirs is very thin, so I hear them having sex every night.
I'm only allowed to wear skirts and dresses, the exception being when I'm exercising or doing my yoga, I'm allowed 'yoga pants' or leggings. I have lots of frilly dresses, short mini skirts and feminine tops and blouses, and even a maid's uniform which I wear while I clean and dust the house, as well as panties and bras. All of the bras are ones that lift my chest and make my breasts and oversized nipples stick out even more. It feels normal now to wear a bra, and I like the support they provide. It even feels a little unnatural when I don't have one on. I'm also required to wear makeup, lipstick and eyeliner at least, whenever I'm not in my room.
I haven't met any men in my new role as a sissy yet, except Daddy, of course, and that nasty tattoo man that first day Mistress made me leave the house. Since I'm terrified to leave the house alone, men have only seen me in passing when Mistress and I are out shopping or traveling to and from our destination. She has told me that I'll be meeting more men very soon, and that a couple of the men at the bar where I met Daddy have been asking about me.
Yesterday we went to the beauty salon where I was treated to a day at the spa. Daddy said it was a reward for all my hard work for the last month, taking care of the housework, learning my sissy lessons and doing all my body toning exercises. Mistress got her hair roots lightened and then left the spa for awhile, leaving me for the day in the hands of two younger, very attractive women, Miss Julie Ann and Miss Marilyn, who were both wearing skimpy outfits. I was nervous at first being there alone with strangers for the first time without my wife to defend me. Miss Marilyn was in her early thirties and soft spoken with long straight dark hair and very large breasts. Her friendly looking face had a faint asian quality, especially around her dark brown eyes. She made me feel comfortable right away. Miss Julie Ann was probably ten years younger, with long blond hair. She also had very large breasts that were practically spilling out of her top. She was kind of cold and stuck up, smirking and rolling her blue eyes whenever I would disclose details of my new life. When Miss Marilyn told me I was lucky to have such a generous wife who would treat me to a whole spa day, I explained that my wife's new boyfriend was treating me. Miss Julie Ann turned and looked at me with contempt and remarked to Miss Marilyn that it looked like Lori's new bull was grooming himself a new bitch.
They had me strip naked and lie on a table while they used a hair removal light to remove the few hairs not on my scalp. To remove any pubic fuzz, they first restrained my arms so I wouldn't be tempted to touch myself and then removed my chastity device. My penis didn't even get hard, not even half hard. Even when Miss Julie Ann fondled it and stroked it between her finger and thumb with her practically naked breasts jiggling right in front of me, it stayed soft. I should have had a raging hard on, but it just remained limp and shriveled. All I could do is just lay there, horrified, while both of the women looking down at it just teased me about it and laughed. Miss Marilyn quiped that her clitoris was bigger, and Miss Julie Ann remarked that my wife's bull was doing me favor by feminizing me.
They then flipped me over to do my back and made me get up on my hands and knees. I felt cold metal as they used a device with steel claws to hold my butt cheeks apart while they dehaired my sissy hole. Miss Marilyn left the room to get something, while Miss Julie Ann amused herself, taking some unwanted liberties. Putting on a glove, she used her latex covered fingers to probe my hole, digging her dry finger in about half an inch and stroking. She pushed my head down onto the table and put her mouth next to my ear and verbally taunted me, telling me that real men would be using me for their whore and to get used to men shoving things up there while she jammed two dry fingers deep into me, causing me to yelp in pain as she called me a boyfriend stealing slut.
A door slammed in the background and I heard Miss Marilyn's footsteps getting closer as she returned. Miss Julie Ann warned me to not say a word or she would give me a lot more pain.
I was then directed to a low steel table that had a drain hole and was given a thorough enema. It was very humiliating. I was made to pose still naked, again on my knees, my head bowed down low with my big butt high in the air. A hose was inserted into my sissy hole and soapy water was pumped into my rear end until I felt full and very uncomfortable. I was told to hold the liquid in as Miss Julie Ann looked on, clearly enjoying my discomfort. Just as it got almost unbearable, I was allowed to release the fluid. This was repeated over and over until it was decided I was clean enough. I was then hosed off and dried and then given lunch.
After a lunch of a salad and my various supplements Daddy has prescribed, I was told to put on a bra and thong. Tanning lotion was then applied to the exposed portions of my skin and I was told to stand in some sort of booth with bright lights. When I was allowed to exit, all my exposed skin had a nice even tan, while my covered skin was still pasty white, Daddy told them he wanted me to have tan lines. He said they would further remind me of my place in the new order.
I was then treated to a full manicure and pedicure. My fingernails got extensions and all my nails got painted a bright shocking pink, per Daddy's instructions. My hair color was changed from a medium brown to a bleached blond like Mistress's. Pink highlights were added to my hair to make me look more feminine and was then cut and styled into a chin length choppy shag with bangs. He says real men are attracted to skinny blond bimbo types. Mistress says my face looks more feminine with bangs, and the shorter choppy cut is supposed to look messy and will be easier to care for and won't get in the way. Finally, I received a full face makeup makeover, including a touch up of collagen lip filler I received two weeks ago to plump up my lips. Finally, I was sent home with more makeup and instructions on how to reapply it in the future.
Today is also the day I finally meet Daddy's family. Well, the men anyway. He has two brothers, one of them married, and the other has a girlfriend. His father is divorced and has his own business. They're all coming over to watch the football game, while the women and Miss Lori go shopping in the city and then to dinner. My duties for the day will be to serve them refreshments, and to keep them entertained. My sissy training has taught me that if I want men to like me, I need to make myself look as attractive as I can, smile and act flirty. and most of all, be obedient and submissive. I have butterflies in my tummy in anticipation of the day ahead.
Daddy bought me a new outfit for the occasion. It's even in my favorite colors. The little pink and purple pleated skirt is so short that it barely covers my big behind. A stiff breeze would surely lift it up and expose everything under it. The low cut pink crop top barely covers my girl like breasts, and the strappy pink open toe high heels show off my pedicure.
