Yes, Dear

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Author's note: This one has some strong themes that might upset more gentle people. Reader discretion is advised.

Yes, Dear

Joseph Fournier was finishing his evening tea when his wife Mary suddenly shouted at him, “Slave!”

He stiffened, and became still. Mary came up to him and waved a hand in his unblinking face. He made no movement, and she smiled. “”Tell me, whose slave are you?” She said.

“Yours” he replied in a monotone.

“It worked!” she laughed. “Go put your cup in the sink, and then come back here.”

He got up stiffly, and shuffled to the kitchen, and then returned, with his mouth moving soundlessly.

“You’d like to speak, slave? I’ll allow it, this time.”

“Wha... what have you done to me, whats this all about?”

“I know all about your affairs, slave. I’m the laughingstock of the club, being the last to know my husband has been sleeping with every woman in town.” She said, and then smiled, adding “Well, my humiliation is over. Yours is about to begin. I’ve been putting a special solution into your tea for weeks, and whispering in your ear as you slept at the same time. The result is you are mine now, to do with as I wish. Now, Stay here until I summon you.”

She walked out of the living room, and went to the bathroom. A short while later, she returned, to see him standing as still as when she left.

“Alright, We are ready to begin. First, go to the bathroom, strip, and put on the hair remover I’ve left for you. Put it on your whole body except your head. Wait five minutes, and then rinse it off, and come out when you’re done.”

Joe shuffled toward the bathroom, and closed the door.

After he left the living room, Mary went to the bedroom and pulled out a Halloween version of a maid’s uniform, with short skirt, fishnet hose, garter, a bra, panties, a wig, and a set of breast forms. She hummed as she set all these things out on to the bed, and then went back to the living room to wait.

A few minutes later, her husband came out of the bathroom naked, and hairless. “Come to the bedroom, and put on the clothes I’ve laid out for you, slave.” She said.

He took a look at the clothes, and then looked at her.

“You have something to say, slave?”

“Whats these clothes for? I don’t wear woman’s things.” He said, shakingly.

“ Don’t bother to argue. You wear whatever I set out for you, and for now, that’s this. Later, we will take all your male clothes to a charity, since you won’t need them ever again.”

She coached him in how to put on the bra, the hose, and the rest. His member twitched when he slipped the panties on, and she said, “There will be none of that. You only get aroused if I give you permission.”

A short while later, he was fully dressed in the outfit, and she set him down in front of her vanity mirror. “Now makeup. You have watched me do my face, so lets see how much you know. Make yourself as pretty as you can.”

He worked on the makeup, putting it on and removing it, for a half hour until she said, “That’s good enough. From now on, you do not leave the bedroom unless you are as made-up as you are right now.”

Then, she led him out of the bedroom tottering on the high heels. “Now you better practice walking in those shoes. From now on, you either are barefoot or in heels that are at least four inches high. Lets see you attract a lot of women in heels and makeup.” She sneered at him.

He walked from one end of the living room to the other, and turned around and walked back the direction he started from. After he had done so four times, she said, “Keep practicing, I’m going to go get ready for the next step in your little journey.”

It was almost an hour later that she came back out, dressed in a miniskirt and a sheer top, and the fact she was wearing no underwear would have been obvious to anyone who looked closely. Thigh-high stockings and ankle boots completed the look. In one hand, she had a large, realistic-looking copy of a male member, and she flipped up her skirt, and attached it over her own privates, giving her the appearance of possessing a rampant erection.

Her husband was still walking back and forth across the room, his walk getting more feminine and smother with each transit. She watched him silently long enough to see him make a complete circuit twice, and than called to him, saying “Slave, come here and kneel.”

“Mary, please ….” he managed.

“You no longer have the privilege to call me by my name. To you, I’m your Mistress, until I say otherwise. Now, kneel!”

He trembled, as if fighting her command, and then knelt down in front of her, and she lifted the skirt to show him the appendage.

“We’ll have to get you a man of your own, later, but for now, we will get you to practice with this. Get it good and wet, because it will be going in you, without any other lubricant.”

Mary’s face was getting flushed watching her sissy husband work on the dildo, and she was breathing heavy by the time it was moist from base to tip. “Grab that pillow from the couch, lay down on your stomach on the pillow, and bend over, slave. Its time to break you in.” she commanded.

“No... No...”

“Yes!” Assume the position!” She commanded

A short time later, she pulled out a tampon, and instructed him to insert it into himself, saying “When your lover comes inside you, make sure you put one of these inside as soon as he has come. Don’t want a mess, do we?”

He placed it inside of himself, and then she said, “Now, clean my cock, just like you will for your man, once we find him.” He positioned himself between her legs, and did as he was instructed.

Once it was clean, she said, “Good. Before you know it, you’ll be a pro. Some men of my acquaintance will absolutely love you. Now, follow me to my bedroom.”

“In the morning, I’ll have you move out all the thngs you’ll need into the spare bedroom. You’ll only be allowed in here my permission, do you understand?”

“Mary, please stop this…”

“I told you, I’m your mistress until and unless I say otherwise. And I’m just getting started. You’ll quit your job, and be my maid full time. We’ll go man-hunting together, and double date, wont that be fun?”

“Ma.. Mistress, dont....”

“Hush. I’m going to teach you a lesson, and if you’re lucky I might not make these changes permanent. But I might decide you need to take hormones so you have breasts of your own, and maybe even take care of that little problem between your legs. But even if you get to keep it, it will never work again, unless I decide it will. I don’t think you’ll be cheating with anybody except whatever man I set you up with, ever again. But for tonight, I’ll let you go down on me. When I have a lover, maybe I’ll let you clean me out after he has filled me.”

He began to work on her with his mouth, and she lay back with her arms behind her head, smiling down at him.

Once she was satisfied, she allowed him to rest between her legs, and said, “You did well. Maybe we’ll rent you out to a select group of women. You could give their husbands pointers on how to please a woman with your mouth.”

She sighed, and said, “One last thing before you go to sleep. We need you to have a new name, since being Joseph wont suit you anymore. Ah! I’ll call you Joan.”

He looked up at her questioningly.

“Not very grateful for my gift. I could just left you without a name. or make you explain why a Joseph dresses like a woman. Thank me!”

“Th.....thank you ..mm... mistress” he stuttered.

“For that, I’m giving you an assignment. I want you to say that your name is Joan. That you love that name, and no other one suits you. I also want you to day that you love wearing pretty dresses and flirting with men. And that you are happy to do what I tell you, to be my slave until I no longer want you.”

Joe’s mouth moved, but lines of strain showed on his forehead.

“Say it now!” she thundered.

“M...my name is ...j...Joan. I..l...love that name, nnno other name suits me. I... l...love wearing pretty dresses and ….flirting with ….mmm.. men. I...I am h..happy to do what you tell me, to be your s....slave until you no longer want me.” He choked out.

“Again!”

Joe repeated it several times, until Mary said, “Good enough. You now only answer to Joan, and no other name. You introduce yourself as Joan to anyone you meet. To anybody who asks, you have found your feminine side, and all these changes are your own idea, and you couldn’t be happier. Do you understand?”

“Mistress, please ….”

“You cannot fight me. To be sure, every morning I will give you more of the drug, to insure you cannot resist. Now, say it!”

“I... I have found my feminine side. All these changes are my own idea and.... I … couldn’t be h...happier.”

“Good enough. Now, go to the spare room and get some rest. You can take off the clothes, the heels, and the makeup, but leave the the breast forms on, as well as your bra and panties. Tomorrow will be a busy day as we erase your male life.”

Joe got off the bed and staggered to the spare room. He followed her instructions He tossed and turned for a while, and finally fell asleep.

He woke to something soft beside him, and rose with a start at the realization that it was his wife.

“How’d I do?”

“Fantastic. You had me so hot!”

“Really? I thought for sure I would break character and giggle at some point.”

“No way. that was amazing. Thank you for fulfilling my fantasy for me.”

“My pleasure. Next time, its my turn, right?”

“Of course. I assume you know what you want.”

Joe grinned and said “A threesome, of course. What else would any regular guy want?”

“I’ll ask my girlfriend. She was a wild one back in the day, so she may go for it.” Mary smiled back

“It’ll be fun, I’m sure.” Joe said, “But for today...”

“Today, lets just see how many times we can climax each.”

“Oh, you are on!”

Afterward, Both agreed it was the best anniversary, ever.

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Yes, Dear

This is the WILDEST story that I have read in a while.

    Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine
    Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine

Stan got it in one: WILD

These two aren't planning on letting advancing years leave them behind. While J/J was self-congratulating on staying in character, I thought our author did an excellent job of doing just that herself. Not a single hint until 15 or so lines from the end. Nicely done.

At the same time, while this story could be taken as an example of what we aging folk might get up to in making life more interesting, it could also be viewed as a cautionary tale of what the future could be like. J/J gave a brief explanation of what the next scenario was going to be like and why, but where (and why) did Mary come up with her ideas?

thanks. Leah

Mary is a wild one, no doubt! I bet they have as much fun with Joe's fantasy as they did with hers .....

Dorothycolleen

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Wow

Over the years, I've read so many stories it has become quite difficult to surprise me.

Dorothy, this surprised me. Thank you.

Thanks Lora

Glad I could surprise you

Dorothycolleen

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Glad I kept reading til the end

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Which I wouldn't have done except I assumed you'd have a point beyond standard forced fem.
That little word "consentual" makes all the difference in the world, between this being
a grotesque, ugly crime or good clean kinky fantasy fun. I thought of doing a story
like this only the last line would be "Okay, now it's my turn to be the victim!"
~~hugs, Veronica

thanks, veronica

I agree, which is why i wanted to make this a consensual scene. Glad you stuck with it.

Dorothycolleen

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Hated it, Liked it.

RAMI

To answer your direct question, I hated it until Joe said "How'd I do" Then mary said, "Fantastic, you mmade me hot". after that I liked it. Games can be fun, even if on the edge, as long as it is between a loving couple, and it is sane, safe and consensual.

Did not guess what was coming, until it actually happened. Glad I waited because I was ready to stop reading. Well done.

RAMI

RAMI

Thanks Rami

Glad you kept reading until the end. Trying to keep the end under wraps was hard, I so wanted to say "Don't worry folks nobody gets hurt"

Dorothycolleen

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Loved it!

Just when you think it's going to get "conventional" wife beats guy, guy gets to like it, she goes off with other man..... They end up in bed together; lovely twist!! Ginger xx

Thanks so much Ginger

glad you enjoyed the twist.

Dorothycolleen

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You Had Me Going

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Unlike many here claim, I am a sucker for a maid fantasy, and you did this really well, right up to the switcheroo,

Joanne

thanks Joanne

I want a maid, on occasion too (wait, did you mean ... giggle)

Dorothycolleen

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I stopped and restarted!

This is from DorothyColleen, she is normally very good, I'll read the rest.

I'm so glad I did.

Nice one DC.

LoL
Rita

Age is an issue of mind over matter.
If you don't mind, it doesn't matter!
(Mark Twain)

LoL
Rita

thanks, Rita

I'm glad you did too!

Dorothycolleen

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Yummy!

I'm a Domme in Second Life and have a RL submissive living with me. This was a sweet story, Dorothy... and I *really* loved the ending!

***** out of **** !

thank you, Marlene

Glad you enjoyed it.

Dorothycolleen

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=D

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That story was AWESOME. The ending made it all the more sweeter. ^_^

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thanks so much

I'm pretty happy with how it turned out myself.

Dorothycolleen

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Married couples

should experiment. It is part of the fun.

I missed this one first time round, I had to go back and register my vote!

Great story

Enjoyed the surprise ending. Great job.

thank you, Tammy

glad you enjoyed it.

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You have a naughty side

OMG! Well, I'm impressed! This story had moments of poor Joe and good for Mary. Didn't see the ending coming. Well done.

Santacruzman

who me, naughty?

but I'm sweet and innocent! (Hides horns ....)

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