My Sissy Cuck

How I Trained My Sissy Cuck (with opinions about training your own)

Let me tell you about my Cuck partner, BottomSlut. Our relationship isn't typical, and he's certainly not your average cuck. From what I understand, he was quite the "slut" before we met. He tells me he'd drive around, lost in sissy hypno, with his phone open to Grinder, just waiting for an encounter. He was "fishing," really. And when he found someone, he'd show up lubed and ready, eager to embrace whatever experience a stranger might offer, obeying every command. He'd tell me he'd let them do whatever they wanted with his body. He was truly just a "fuckdoll" for their pleasure. And when the other person was done, having found their release however and wherever they desired, my little "slut" would get back in his car and start the search again, hypno mantras playing. Waiting for another date to abuse his holes for their own pleasure. He claims he once met up with 8 different guys in one night. And from what I hear, every single one of them found their release within his "boi-pussy," except one.

So, he had a hell of an education by the time I met him. Plenty of sissy hypnotherapy. All the necessary "FuckDoll training." I just needed to make some adjustments, tweak some behaviors, and I had a devoted sissy cuck that was perfect for my needs. I married him!

First off, I'm not into extreme feminization. So, I didn't want to feminize him. Believe me, he would've been all for that! As is, I still allow him to wear panties, shave his "pussy," wear nail polish, and lingerie. But a wig and makeup wouldn't appeal to me. I believe that allowing him to keep his masculinity just makes him so much more aware of his role, all the more a devoted companion, all the time. But especially when he sees Real Men satisfying me. Or when I demand that he find me a BBC to engage while I disregard his "clitty." As a masculine companion, he has to deal with the inherent contrast of recognizing that he can't satisfy me every minute he's awake. That this pussy isn't for him. That men far larger than he have touched me in places his little clitty can't reach.

And, yes, I still call it a "clitty" and a "pussy." Sometimes "boi-pussy" or "boi-cunt." I like to use that kind of language to always keep him in his place. I can't recall a single time I've called him by his given name since we've been married! I like to call him BottomSlut or SlutBoi because an object doesn't require a name to be useful. Language like this constantly reminds him of how devoted he is, and that I control his body, mind, and soul. I identify him as "male," but around the house, he is my little "bitch." And I call him that often. He serves me around the house. I come home from work, and I don't have to lift a finger. He is my house-husband. He serves my dinner, my coffee, cleans the house, does the laundry. And does a damn good job too. He knows that when he is a good "boi," I might just allow him to find his release on my foot, make "cummies" on my leg, or stroke himself while he is worshipping my pussy.

I don't believe in chastity cages. They are a self-fulfilling prophecy. You put a cage on a "cuck," and his "clit" is going to get smaller. Then when his "clit" is smaller, you no longer even want to play with it. What a waste. I still like to watch him stroke his "clitty" for and to me. I like to stroke it hard when I'm pegging him and have him on his back. I won't even lie, sometimes I'll go down on him, just for my own amusement. I often stop when I'm satisfied, not when he is done. The constant state of arousal that I keep him in is far better than any cage. I trained him to associate my pleasure with his own. He BEGS to worship my sloppy pussy just so that he MIGHT get the chance to get off. He's not allowed to find release without my permission. But I insist that he either edge or dildo himself every day. I find that exercising this kind of control, putting these kinds of restrictions in place, keeps him attentive to my needs and always ready to have his fuck holes used in any way that I see fit.

I still allow him to be a "slut." Kinda. Here are the rules. He's allowed to engage with any man who wants to fuck him. In fact, he is not allowed to refuse any opportunity to satisfy a hard cock. He's strongly encouraged to edge daily. He still watches hypno videos, trying to become the best "fuck boi" he can be for me. And not only does he find a date about once or twice a week, I also allow my bulls to engage him whenever they want to. And I have a sizable strap-on that I fuck him with. He loves to feel used, I guess. Often after he has had an encounter, I instruct him to use their cum as lubricant and open that "boi-pussy" up further. Then when I get home, I'll put on my strap-on and fuck him until I'm tired. He's not allowed to play with My Daddy Cock. It's the biggest in the house, and I don't want him to ever be completely "prepared" to take it. Every time I slide into him, it's like opening him up for the first time. I fuck him so good with my Daddy Cock that my pussy gets sloppy wet. Having his holes used so much in one day is a real turn-on for him now. He gets to feel like a "slut" without all of the dangerous behavior he engaged in before I saved him.

"How does it feel to be a slut?" I might ask him while I arrange his insides to fit My Daddy Cock. "What's it like to accommodate 3 big cocks in one day? One after the other?" He's usually biting a pillow and can't answer. Or his legs will shake with the pegging, and he'll try to utter something or other. I don't really care. I just like yelling stuff at my bitch when I use my toy on him.

I'll continue until I'm done, and then it's time for him to get into position. I lower my ready and dripping pussy over the top of his face, and I ride him like a mad cowgirl! He can hold his breath for so long! It's actually quite amazing. And useful. Sometimes we will do this after I have had an encounter with one of my Bulls. I always let them conclude however they want, which is often deep inside of me. Then I'll get home and ride his face, cum dripping from my satisfied snatch right into his mouth. His tongue so eager to taste my creamy surprise. Eager to stimulate my clitorous. Eager to explore my asshole. I don't force him to cleanse me until I'm pristine. I force him to cleanse me until I'm DONE. Sometimes I feel like reaching satisfaction more often than at other times. And I love that he has such a colorful past because I can present myself to him in any condition, and he will clean it and worship it. Often I don't even wipe after I relieve myself. I'll just have him attend to me for a while. No need to be perfectly clean for my little "slut." I use his tongue as toilet paper all the time. His sissy brain just thinks it's part of "serving me"! ???? I remember one time his nose was so deep in my crack, while he was attending to me, that he literally ended up with a brown nose! I laughed my ass off!! But then I gave him permission to find his own release in the shower, so, no harm, no foul. Right?

When my Bulls do decide to fuck him, I always have a great time. Not only do I love pegging him. But I also love just watching him get fucked. The looks on his face. The sounds that he makes when a big black cock is busting a fat nut in his tight "boi-pussy?" Freaking Priceless. I'll lay next to them and play with myself, connecting with both him and my Bull. Or spread his cheeks so that my Bull can go as deep as he wants to. Or I'm holding his head while a Bull skull fucks him. I never give him a choice. Honestly? It never occurred to me to give him a choice! I own his fuck holes. They are used for my pleasure and amusement. I own his orgasam. I own his pleasure. Most of the time, he doesn't even know when a Bull is coming over to engage him or to engage me. I like hotel meetings. But the very best of my BBC Bulls do ultimately get invited back to my house. And when they decide they are ready to fuck him, it doesn't matter if he is ready or not. It doesn't matter if he is "warmed up" or if they use lubricant. A "slut's" job is to obey. And my "cuck" knows his place very well. On command, he will present his "boi-cunt" or drop to his knees, mouth open, throat relaxed. I have heard from more than a few Bulls that my "cuck" has good "pussy." Over the years, some even made it a point to fuck my "cuck" first because they liked seeing how much it turned me on. I remember one Bull, 11 inches on a bad day, thick as hell, he would finish and keep going. Finding release 3 or 4 times before he was truly done. He'd creampie my "cuck" then fuck my face until he came again. When he got around to fucking me, my "cuck" would dildo himself, using the Bull's cum as lubricant, while watching me get thoroughly satisfied. I believe he would try to keep up the same pace as my Bull. Lmfao! It's difficult to pay attention when a monster cock is rearranging your guts!

Okay. This is my last story about my "cuck" for now. We were in a threesome that I intend to describe in another chapter of my stories here. But the hottest thing to me was that the other guy involved was a verse top. And I just so happened to have brought my strap-on! I had planned to double BottomSlut, but when I found out our friend wanted a taste of this Daddy Cock, my kinky little gears started spinning. I placed my "cuck" bent over on the bed, our friend inside of him, and me inside of our friend. It was fucking amazing! Every time I pushed, I would hear both of them letting out moans of pleasure. I'd pull all the way out, tease our friend's hole a little bit while he pumped on my sissy cuck. Push it all the way back in and hear them both moan out again. The only thing that could have made it better is if there had been a mirror in front of them so I could see their faces. This was a hotel meeting, and I'm sure the rooms next door could hear us as I pounded the ass that was pounding my "cuck" with a BBC. I could even hear how wet I was getting. Before too long I was dripping. When our friend announced that he was about to cum I was more than ready for it. I pulled out and insisted he find his release inside of me. My motto is "If you are going to be a "whore," you might as well be a "cum whore." Our big-dicked friend filled me up with his sperm. I've only ever encountered one person in my life that shot a bigger load. Before he had even pulled out, while he was still filling me up, I could feel it leaking out of me!

"Yes!" I moaned. It felt like he was trying to flood me with his baby juice. "Give me ALL that cum!" And he obliged by grabbing my hips and pulling me in even deeper. I could feel the pulse of his cock while burst after burst overflowed my used pussy (We had done a great deal of other things that evening. But, again, that's a story for another time.).

BottomSlut was standing in the corner, edging. Waiting for my decision. Would I let him clean me? Would I use our friend's cum to stroke my "cuck's clitty?" Would I just dip my hand into it and rub fresh cum all over BottomSlut's face?

I sat on the edge of the bed and told my sissy cuck to come forward. He was wearing a purple lace bodysuit that matched his nails. Looking completely submissive next to the flaccid, but still very impressive, cock that had just filled me up. BottomSlut got on his knees while cum oozed out of me and onto the hotel bed sheets.

"Don't stick out your tongue," I commanded quietly as I grabbed the back of his head. Sometimes I can be such a bitch. I used his face, and especially his nose, like a plastic toy. I controlled his head as I rubbed my cum-soaked pussy over his nose and mouth. He would have LOVED to clean me off, to lap up fresh cum, but this was much more fun for me at the moment. I just kept fucking his face until I got off again. And there was my weak, pathetic, little "bitch-boi." Face covered in fluids and sweat. Nose running. Fluids dripping from his chin. And I knew that he couldn't have possibly been any happier than he was at this moment. Used. Abused. Discarded. Humiliated. I decided to spit in his face, just because it made me giggle.

And that, my friends, is a little history about my "cuck sissy," BottomSlut. I'm married to a sex object that I use whenever I want to, however I want to, with anyone I want to. I own my slut's masculinity, his orgasams, his fuck holes. I dictate his pleasure. And neither of us would have it any other way.

I hope you enjoyed reading this true story from my collection. The more encouragement I get here, the more I will post. If you like my stories, then please feel free to let me know. If you didn't, let me know that too! Just please keep your criticism constructive. I'm new to this, with a lot to learn and a lot more stories to share.

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And thanks for reading.

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