More Cuckolding Thoughts

Last night was both difficult and exciting. As I mentioned in my last post, Miss Emily invited Jack over to watch the hockey game. I had little doubt he would spend the night. I'm still not used to being a cuckold. I wonder if I ever will be.

I can't deny how happy she is when they have sex. And I can't deny the mix of emotions her having sex with Jack causes me to feel. This time there was something new. He acted liked he belonged here. He's just so comfortable being with her just watching TV and talking.

All the while I know my places is as a maid. Maybe I should be used to all that by now. But I guess I'm not. Despite wondering if I really am destined to be a maid I can't help obeying Miss Emily and Jack.

I felt like I was in a daze as I brought them drinks and snacks. I felt like my mind was trying not to notice how close they were sitting and how often he kissed her. Then when there was a break in the game I was summoned to kneel before them.

I can't quite understand what was happening. Jack was giving the orders. That had happened a few times before. But I looked over at Miss Emily. She was so intense as she watched. I knew whatever was going to happen was important to her.

I was conflicted. I became very nervous and wanted to crawl in a hold. Hide. But I didn't want to disappoint her. I'll never understand how I can feel those things at the same time.

My task was simple. Strip him so he could, as put it, "satisfy your mistress sin ways you never could."

That made me feel so small. Mistress isn't a word Miss Emily ever used but I guess it fits. And I know what he said is true, but t still hurts for some reason.

I undressed him, starting with his shoes as I was told in earlier times he was here. I didn't forget to kiss each shoe before removing it. I was blushing the whole time. When I removed his pants I could see the outline of his hard cock against his boxers.

When I pulled them down the tip slapped my cheek. Miss Emily helped him take his shirt off. I sucked his cock to get him ready for her, planting a kiss on the tip first as she had taught me with her strapon.

I felt like I was a robot. But was excited. I felt a hand on my head and then a whisper in my ear. It was Miss Emily telling me I was being a good sissy.

I was pushed aside and Jack sat on the couch with Miss Emily mounting him. I watched as they fucked. It was hard and it was fast. She was cumming quickly. She must have been so ready for him.

Sone he was cumming. She sat there kissing him hard on the mouth. She was still wearing a T-shirt and nothing else.

As seems to be "normal" now I cleaned them both. She was so wet with his cum and her own juices. His cock was slick. I love the way it feels in my mouth. So hard and so soft at the same time. There's something I never expected to think about.

She slipped her panties on and he dressed with my help. She put her head on his shoulder as they watched the rest of the game.

They had sex twice more. Once before they slept and once this morning.

I admit to being confused now. Is he replacing me? She says she loves and adores me. But I have never seen her look like she does when he is fucking her hard.

Today they went to play tennis. I changed the sheets and cleaned her bathroom.

Something seems different but what it means I really don't know.

That seems to be the way things are for me in Miss Emily's world.

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Romance and Humiliation

I am back from California and it was quite a trip. Miss Emily treated me like her bride. We had some candlelight dinners and she even allowed me to drink wine, which I am usually not allowed to do. The first glass was on the plane. I had never flown before and I was pretty nervous.

I had six orgasms while we were gone. Each time I licked up my sissy cream. Miss Emily loves to see me do that. She used her strap-on on every day we were gone and also had me lick her till she had two or three orgasms.

Being in San Francisco was different. Stores we went into didn't have any problem waiting on me. Miss Emily purchased several outfits for me. My favorite I think is a pink linen suit. It has pants and a skirt.

Besides the romance, which included a trip to Carmel for two days, Miss Emily found ways to humiliate me. One afternoon she took me to a store that sells fetish clothing. The women there dressed me in different outfits. One was a plaid schoolgirl dress with knee socks and mary jane shoes. Hearing them tell Miss Emily how men would just love a sissy dressed like that had me nearly in tears.

I also got a new chastity cage. It's pink. One of the women at the store suggested it. She laughed when she saw me unlocked and that I needed an extra small cage.

The most humiliating thing that happened was in a bar one evening. I don't know if Miss Emily planned it or not. A man came over and told Miss Emily what a cute sissy I was. They started talking and he bought us drinks. He was older. I think maybe 60 or so. He started asking me questions. I was so embarrassed when he asked me if I had ever sucked a man's cock. I told him I had never touched one.

He told me how special I was and took my hand placed it on his crotch. He rubbed my hand across it and I could feel his cock jump. It felt so big. A lot bigger than mine. I didn't realize it even but he took his hand off mine. Then he said to Miss Emily that I must like touching his cock because I kept rubbing it. They both laughed. I felt so ashamed.

 I was glad it didn't go any farther.

One other thing that happened is I got my first tattoo. It's a chain of pink daisies around my left ankle.

I think I am still thinking about everything that happened on the honeymoon. I will write more later.

Today it's back to housework and lots of laundry.

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