Replacing Ruth Ch 02

Replacing Ruth - Ch. 2

WARNING

This story deals heavily with feminization, and includes scenes of humiliation and degradation. Those who are less comfortable with these themes are encouraged to leave now.

Days after the meeting at Adam's, I was devastated. My buttocks hurt unbelievably, made me limp a little. My throat also burned from the intense friction and even made it difficult for me to speak. My tongue itched from the new piercing that Ruth didn't let me have a look at. But the real pain was even more internal. My beloved wife lied to me. My beloved wife manipulated me. My beloved wife made me provide sexual service to her lover. My beloved wife no longer treated me like a man. She saw me as another female for her lover.

When she told me that this weekend we were invited to Adam's again, and that I should prepare myself well, because he was a real man and had the stamina for both of us, I decided to confront her. "You know I replaced you only because you asked me to. That's not who I am. I'm a real man too."

"Mmmmm, Let's challenge this statement of you," she said skeptically.

"Are your nails done?"

"Yes," I replied meekly.

"Is your entire body smooth and hair-free?"

"Yes. I removed all body hair."

"Did you wear a dress, corset, and lingerie?"

"Yes."

"Did you let another man do your wife?"

I nodded

"So tell me, and be honest with yourself, are you a real man?"

"No, I'm not." I had to admit against my will.

"So now that we know you're not a man, let's find out what you are." She insisted on exhaust the obvious to the fullest.

"Have you ever sucked a dick?"

"Yes." I whispered

"Was it a one-time thing or did you do it more than once?"

"More than once." I said shamefully

"Did you enjoy it?"

It caught me off guard and made me hesitate.

"Don't be dishonest. I saw you leaking from your cage when he came in your mouth. I heard you telling him how much you loved sucking his cock. So tell me honestly. Did you enjoy sucking cock?"

Everything she said was true. "Yes." I had to admit.

"And what about your dick? Is it free for you to use? Does your wife can suck it?"

"No. it's locked. I don't have excess to it."

"Did a man take your anal virginity?"

"Yes."

"So now, after answering all the questions honestly, do you know what you are?"

"I know."

"So please share it with the rest of the class."

"I'm a sissy." I whispered in shame.

"I've been studying the subject in depth lately." Ruth said, "It has a lot of rules and norms but the first rule is that a sissy is always owned by someone. The owner of a sissy is the one who holds the key to his cock. The good news is that you can choose your owner. Who owns you now, sissy?"

"Hila."

"What is Hila?"

"Hila is my owner."

"That's right. The way I see it, you have three main options. One is to remain owned by Hila." I nodded. It was clear to me that I did not want to be owned by this kinky wicked who treated me harshly and bent me to her every whim.

"The second option," she continued, "was for you to be owned by me. After all, I am the one who decided to make you a sissy, I am legally married to you and I know you better than anyone so I will know how to treat you."

"What is the third option?" I asked.

"Most sissies are owned by the man who fucks them. It is most natural for a sissy to be submissive in real life to the one he is already submissive to in bed. Since most sissies are aware of their feminine persona, they also feel more comfortable being owned by a man. It makes sense. But it is important for me to emphasize that you can also choose any other option, you can decide to be owned by your boss at work or our housekeeper. It is up to you."

Dilemma. Clearly, Hila is not an option, and I also don't want to be owned by a person who, until now, was completely unaware of me being a sissy. The choice is only between Ruth and Adam. On the one hand, Ruth is my wife, and she has always been dominant over me, so it's not a big change. On the other hand, I was a little afraid of her. The way she lied to me and manipulated me so blatantly and so subtly in order to turn me into a sissy, revealed a dark side of her, side that I wasn't aware to. Adam, on the other hand, seemed like a very pleasant and friendly person, and treated me relatively fairly. Ruth's argument also sounded right. If I do have feminine tendencies - which I clearly do - then it makes much more sense for me to be owned by a male, especially the male who turned me into a sissy. And there was another reason, one I was afraid to even tell myself. I was starting to develop feelings for Adam, and I thought that if he will own me, it would force him to pay attention to me, and increase the chances of something real happening between us.

"Adam," I said, "I want to be owned by Adam!"

Ruth didn't seem offended that I didn't choose her, and if she was offended, she didn't show it. "Okay, if that's your choice, then you should go to Hila and ask for the key, so you can grant it to Adam. You're lucky because Hila is coming to me tomorrow to give me a manicure, so you can ask her then for the key."

The next day, while Hila gave Ruth a manicure, I went up to her "Hi Hila, I wanted to talk to you about something..."

"Sure, Sissy. But first, tell me how was it with your man?" She deliberately dragged out the last words.

"It was just fine." I tried to cut the conversation short.

"Oh sissy. Don't be like that. You're here in a safe place, this is a conversation between us girls." She and Ruth grinned together. "How's his dick? Did you suck him?"

"Yeah."

"Ugh, you're such a party-pooper, not kissing and telling. Never mind. What did you want to talk to me about, Sissy?"

"I wanted to ask you for the key to the chastity device you put on me."

"Oh, that's a big request, Sissy. Why do you need it? You obviously don't need your dick for Ruth, right?" she said, looking askance at Ruth.

"Right." I said, looking down. "But I want to give the key to Adam." I blurted out his name.

She got it immediately. "So your man's name is Adam. A nice name. Befitting a real man. And why do you want to give him your key?"

I hoped she wouldn't ask this embarrassing question, so I tried to get around it with pleading and flattery. "Hila, can you please give me the key. It's important to me. I'm really asking you."

"Sissy. I already told you that it's a big request. I'm the one who went to the trouble of installing the chastity device on you, and therefore I'm the one who made you Sissy. I have first-mover right over you. If you're asking me to pass the key and the right to someone else, you at least owe me an explanation."

"Because Ruthie explained me that my key should be held by my owner, please don't be offended, but I want Adam to be my owner."

Ruth couldn't help but burst out laughing mockingly but Hila kept a straight face and said "You see, Sissy. Was it so complicated to answer me and do what I tell you? Now, since I understand that you want to belong to Adam so much, I'll be willing to hand over the key to owning you, but I have two conditions." She stopped her flow of speech for a long, deliberate pause.

"The first condition is that I choose your Sissy name. The second condition is that I'm the one who does all your required feminization adjustments, and today we'll start with piercing. Is everything clear and acceptable, Sissy?"

"Clear and acceptable." I replied as if I had a choice. I couldn't really leave the key in the hands of this crazy woman.

"Good. Since you chose Adam to be your man and your owner, then obviously your name should be Eve. But so that no one gets confused, and thinks you're a real female - and after I take care of you, you'll look like a real female - I'm calling you 'Sissy Eve'."

"Now, let's see if you understand. What's your name?"

"Sissy Eve" I replied in a whisper.

"can't hear you girl."

"Sissy Eve! Sissy Eve is my name!" I raised my voice. I saw Ruth stifling laughter

"And who's your man, Sissy Eve?" Hila asked mockingly.

"Adam. Adam is my man."

"Are you sure he's your man? Or are you his sissy?"

"I'm his sissy." I admitted.

"That's a big difference! Don't you think?"

"Yes, that's a big difference. Of course. Sorry I lied, Ms. Hila" I groveled before my key holder and current owner.

Ruth couldn't help herself and rolled on the floor laughing.

"Okay. The main thing is that you learn from your mistakes and don't repeat them. Now it's piercing time. Sit on the chair and we'll start with your ears."

It hurt but not too bad. "I'm wearing medical earrings for you now. Don't take them off for at least a month. Now your tongue."

"What? Hila, please no," I begged. "Keep me in your possession. Please keep owning me, just don't hurt my tongue."

"Shhhhhh, quiet, Sissy Eve. It's too late for that now. You made your choice to be Adam's Sissy. You don't know how much pleasure your pierced tongue will provide to your man and whoever he chooses you to serve."

No. She's just saying that to hurt me because I didn't choose to remain her possession. Adam is a decent person. He won't take advantage of the fact that I belong to him and won't turn me into a whore.

Hila continued and turned to Ruth, "Ruth, tell him about the benefits of a pierced tongue."

Ruth opened her mouth and showed me a piercing on her tongue that I wasn't aware of until now. "Adam loves it. He says it's naughty and daring. I'll teach you how to use it." She said, trying unsuccessfully to stifle the laughter that was welling up in her.

"Now Sissy Eve, stick your tongue out." She grabbed my tongue with special tongue forceps and held it. "Come on," she said to Ruth. "Hold his tongue while I pierce it."

The pain was terrible, but at least it was over quickly and Hila disinfected the place.

"What piercing do you choose?" She asked Ruth as if it wasn't my body and I didn't have a say.

Ruth delved into the examples Hila showed her while she was holding my tongue with the forceps. It didn't even occur to her to show me the examples. "Oh, that's cute," Ruth said.

"And it suits his status," Hila added, "He really doesn't have the right to speak." After a long pause, Hila continued, "But maybe you should think again. I saw you also looked at the earring in the shape of a small dick. Think how symbolic and appropriate it would be for him to walk around with a little dick in his cute mouth all the time."

Ruth hesitated and finally pointed to one of the examples. Hila installed the chosen piercing on my tongue without showing it to me.

I was sure that was the end of it, but Hila told me to lie down on the couch. I knew it was better not to upset her and not ask unnecessary questions. She came up to me, lifted my shirt, and began to disinfect my navel with alcohol. "Sorry Hila," I said politely. "I just..."

"Enough sissy Eve. Stop interrupting. I'm getting your belly button pierced, it'll be so pretty and feminine. You don't have to wear belly shirts, at least until you owner decide so, so no one, except your man, will see it anyway."

She quickly pierced my belly button and slipped a zircon-encrusted earring over it, from which dangled golden heart pendant that matched my new earrings.

"That's it. You're ready for your man. Next time, don't be so stingy and tell me how you had it with him, okay?" she said in a childish, coquettish tone.

I nodded.

"How cute and shy this sissy is." Hila said to Ruth and they both laughed. She turned to me and said, "You can pay me now. It's $1,000."

I was shocked. I didn't see it coming. "Sorry Hila." I said in my quietest, most submissive voice. "Could you please detail your pricing? I'm a bit short on cash lately.

"Sure Sissy Eve, it's all for you, honey," she replied in her sweet, mocking, Faked voice. "The piercing and the earrings are fifty dollars. A tongue piercing is another 100, and I got you a really high-quality piercing in your belly button that costs 150 dollars. But, my dear," she said, pulling the key to my chastity device from her keychain, "Some things are priceless, right Sissy Eve?"

"That's right, Hila. Thanks for the explanation."

"You're welcome Sissy Eve, and give me another 200 dollars because I had to waste time answering your stupid question."

I thought Ruth would be upset about the exorbitant price and the unfair surcharge, but she surprised me. "You did well!" Ruth said to Hilla, "It'll teach him to shut up and stop questioning his superiors."

She turned to me with a sullen and disappointed face, "I am so ashamed of you. You behaved disrespectfully towards Ms. Hila. What a ingratitude to your current owners that made you who you are."

The insult burned in my throat but I was willing to do anything so that Ruth would not be disappointed with me, even if it involved humiliating myself. I turned to Hila, "I'm sorry Ms. Hila if I hurt you and behaved disrespectfully. I want to thank you for your professional care. I will always be grateful for your help in making me a Sisi. I had the privilege of having you as my first owner. Sissy will never forget his first owner." I handed her the bills and when she took them I kissed her hands submissively. I was fully aware of the fact that I was kissing the hands that pierced me against my will, feminized me, and humiliated me in front of my wife.

"Good luck, Sissy Eve," she said as she handed my key to Ruth. "You now have all its takes to make Adam happy. Don't mess up."

****

"The first stage of receiving the key from Hila has been successfully completed," Ruth said after Hila left. "Now we need to plan the ceremony of handing you over to Adam."

She explained the symbolic importance of the ceremony, described to me exactly the sequence of actions required, and even showed me a video of Sissy handing over his key to its owner. We did several rehearsals until Ruth decided I was ready.

Ruth dressed me in white lingerie and a tight white dress with the outline of the cage clearly visible through it, just like the message the white dress came to represent. Ruth herself wore a striped business pants suit to emphasize her asexuality at the event. When we arrived at Adam's place, we saw that he was in the middle of a phone call. We waited patiently for him to finish, and then Ruth gave me the signal to begin the ceremony.

I knelt before him, picked up a box with my key in both hands, and began to recite the ritual text I had practiced with Ruth. "Adam. I am Sissy Eve..."

"What, what is this," Adam interrupted me. "I don't like it, stop it, stop kneeling and stand..."

"Enough Adam!" Ruth interrupted him. Don't be disrespectful. This is an important ritual for her. She wants to give herself to you. It's important to her self-identity and sexuality. To her development as a person. Look how she all dressed up and practiced for this ritual. How important it is to her that everything be formal and perfect. Don't ruin it for her. This is a sacred moment for her. Let her do it. Do it for her."

Adam was silent. Ruth took advantage of this and said to me, "Sissy Eve, sorry for the interruption. You may continue the ceremony."

I knelt down again, picked up the box with the key, looked into Adam's kind eyes, and recited the text: "Adam. I am Sissy Eve, I pledge to love, respect, cherish, and obey you Adam. You are my owner. I humbly hand you the key to my private part, which symbolizes your ownership and control of me. Do with me as you wish."

"Adam. If you agree to take Sissy Eve as your own, you should take her key. It would also be nice if you could say a few words to her at this opportunity."

Adam was a little shocked, and there was an awkward silence. "You know I didn't ask for any of this, I didn't want to turn you into a woman or a Sissy..."

"Adam! You're ruining the festive ceremony." Ruth took control of the event. "She asked so nicely that you accept her. Are you refusing her?"

"No." Adam replied. "Of course I don't refuse."

"So you agree to take this sweetie as your own?"

"I agree." Adam smiled and softened. His charming smile instilled in me a new sense of confidence. I suddenly realized, only in retrospect, how much I had feared he would refuse to accept me.

"Then please take the key from her."

Adam took the key, thanking me while gently stroking my hair.

"Good," Ruth said, now that she had managed to get the ceremony back on track. "Now, on this solemn occasion, please tell Sissy Eve what you expect from her."

Adam looked embarrassed again. "I don't know what I expect from her. I just hope we can all have fun together." I was excited that he was speaking of me in feminine terms for the first time.

"That's lovely," Ruth said artificially, "but Sissy must know what her owner expects from her. Do you expect loyalty from her or can she suck every cock she meets?"

"I suppose I'd be happy if she were loyal and won't mess around with other cocks," Adam said with some indecision.

"You don't have to assume anything. She's yours. You just need to tell her what you want and she'll obey."

"I want you to be loyal solely to my cock!" Adam said confidently. I nodded in agreement and clasped my hands together in an "amen" gesture.

"I want you to stick your tongue out and show me the piercing you have on your tongue."Adam orderd. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out as far as I could to please him. "That's amazing." He said. Do you know the shape of this piercing?" he asked.

"I don't know." I replied. "Ruth won't let me see it. But I figured it might be a penis-shaped piercing." He laughed.

"What else do you want from her?" Ruth continued. "Do you want her to be available to you? To always obey you? To never speak in your presence without your permission? To crawl to your feet on all fours? To dress a certain way? To undress a certain way? You're the boss. You can do anything. Just say it."

Adam leaned over and looked at me with his beautiful, warm eyes, "Is that really what you want? Do you want to be my sissy? Is someone forcing you to do something you don't want to?"

"No one is forcing me. This is what I want. This is who I am. And I'm glad to be in the hands of someone as human and decent as you, who really cares about his humble and submissive sissy and is therefore asking him these questions."

"If that's the case, Sissy Eve, then I'm glad to have you with me." He spoke confidently and fluently now. "I expect you to be the best sissy you can be. I expect you to learn what I like to eat, how I like my coffee, what I like to wear, how I like my house to be cleaned and how I like to have my cock sucked. I expect you to provide perfect service." I nodded wildly to show my complete agreement.

"Bravo!" Ruth said and clapped her hands loudly "You're finally showing her what a real man is. Now please have mercy on her. Her lips are already dripping. Give her that already."

Adam laughed lightly, "You're right, he told Ruth "She really is drooling. Enough is enough. Sissy Eve. You can take my pants off.

I was horny to a level I had never known. As soon as I got the "okay" I pounced on him, pulled down his pants and devoured his cock eagerly.