At first, after Lilly would dress me in some slutty attire and bind me to the bed in the guest room before she went out and let herself be picked up, bring the guy home and leave the bedroom doors open so I could hear them fucking and sucking all night long. Then she progressed to having me bound and hidden in the master bedroom closet so I could watch them fucking through a small hole in the door. Afterwards, she would lie on top of me in bed and force me to eat the man cream out of her cunt before putting on her strap-on dildo and fucking me in the ass as she told me how great it had been to have sex with a real man, and now fucking me, her lousy sissy husband.

Then she made my punishment stool, a simple wooden stool with a plastic cock bolted to the seat, so when I sat on it with a greased-up asshole, the ersatz dick when up inside my rectum, and I had to sit on it in the walk-in closet while she had her fun. The torture of sitting on it plus the agony of watching her getting fucked my some stranger would get my cock going. My leather-bound hands were positioned so I could just barely touch my aching cock and tickle it through my silken panties.

I'd try not to, but usually I couldn't resist nursing my hard-on through my soft panties and ejaculate more out of frustration and sheer sexual torment than pleasure. She had the rule that I was not allowed to cum while I watched them, and afterwards she would quiz me about the guy and what they had done to make sure I had watched and paid close attention. And if I had an “accident,” the night didn't count as her one time that month. Sometimes Lilly tried very hard to make me cum, wearing clothes that turned me on and doing things with her stranger-lovers designed to excite me, like talking about me, her sissy husband, making it impossible for me to resist spurting.

Then on this day, she was going to take me to a new level of humiliation ...