The Gift I Gave My Husband

(everyone is over 18)

My husband is the most pathetic faggot I ever had the displeasure of marrying, I mean don't get me wrong he's a very accomplished therapist and very dedicated to his work; so, he should know the ins and outs of what a female needs, right? Well for as smart as he is he's pretty fucking dumb, our wedding night was the worst night of my life; I couldn't even feel his small dick going into my pussy. He was crying because he was saying how good it felt or some shit, I don't know, meanwhile I'm rolling my eyes at him and sticking my tongue out saying how much of a loser he is; and that's when I noticed - He Fucking Love's Abuse.

Sorry I should've explained more first, it all started when I met him on one of the various sex chatroom sites, let me be clear I love him and will always continue to love him; but he is a fucked up little freak. Let me explain this little simps background a bit, he's had a dysfunctional home life, was depressed in his teens, been in therapy for 10 years; put on countless medications that caused a whole bunch of problems. His adult years were spent behind a computer screen trying to find someone to connect to and understand him, that's about the time when I started talking to him, in the midst between his parents going through a nasty divorce and his two suicide attempts and two hospitalizations; it was an extremely dark time for him. However, with me talking to him he felt like he had a new chance at life. There was still a part of him nagging to be let out, a part of him that felt cold; like who he was he'll never be that way again. I've told him countless times before, no matter how much time passes he will always be engraved in my heart. You're maybe asking why am telling you is weak man's shitty sob story?... Because, we both explored his abuse in a safe context, I gave him a beautiful gift.

One day he ends up telling me -

"I want to be broken, to be made to submit and feel redemption through sweet, loving humiliation. Quite honestly, I'm desperate for a rich, fulfilling fantasy life again. I want to play dress up, be glammed out, and be bad, nasty, sexy girls together. I want things to get absolutely filthy, bringing me to the edge of sanity, and once I've been shattered, I want to feel all energy drain from my body and just melt into you. You should know I really am sort of taken with the feminization thing. I don't know what happened to make it that way but signs were always there. Most guys hate shopping but I always enjoyed taking girlfriends to buy them sexy stuff, not all of them knew I was also eyeballing things for me, heh. It's definitely just a sex thing, but it also feels like an alternate part of my personality that I can't indulge openly; I could for a bit at the start of my relationships. I used to be able to fully dress and be submissive and it was mind blowing. Then when that fizzled out, I would do things like wear panties under my clothes and powder my cock and balls with a sugary body glitter puff after showering. I can't really do that anymore either, which sucks."

Now if that doesn't scream 'freak' I don't know what does, but to me it's honestly hot. I know what you're thinking, What Happened? Cause you want the details; you want me to spill all his dirty little fucked up secrets; you want me tell you what kind of freak this little bitch sissy piece of trash is. One real secret is: he wants me to ruin his life by saying this, and it feels so sweet sinking my teeth in the deepest corners of his mind. Seriously, I swim in his mind deeper than any drug on the black market, he tries to live a more professional life; but as soon as our front door closes, he falls on his knees. Ass up in the air chanting over and over how I own his holes - blah blah blah, and for anyone else I chose. Yes, this useless sissy wants an open marriage because he knows he can't please me himself, he wants to watch me get taken by endless amounts of black thick, veiny throbbing cocks; while he's tiny little 'clit' (that's my nickname for his useless dick, not even worthy of being called a dick) is locked in the smallest cage.

So, one day I surprise this sissy with saying I signed us up for a swingers play party, I never told him it was black couples only but honestly who cares at this point; I tell him to put on something nice for 'His Big Night.' I pick out a $500,000 wedding dress, with $20,000 heels; this motherfucker always loved wedding dresses. At this point I want to make him feel dolled up, so I powder his boy pussy wish some shimmering gloss I had laying around; then I end up covering his clit and balls until his entire lower half shines like a disco ball. I do his make-up too, immaculately if I don't say so myself; even if all his makeup will be turned into a paste later. Meanwhile in my mind, I'm picturing my little cuck husband has the word 'WHORE' written on his face in lipstick with his mouth as the 'O,' God he's going to get raped by so many cocks. Oh, and I can't forget the silkiest most sexy panties I have that this fucking whore bought for me, I make him put them on, give the panties a nice firm tug giving him a little wedgie; he moans and its music to my ears. I slap my little faggot husband's ass because he actually looks appealing in a wedding dress, too bad he doesn't appeal to me any other time.

Before we leave the house, I lock his little 'clit' in a small cage, while we're driving in the car; I take some mints out of my purse and make him suck on a few. It's those saliva-boosting mints, he bought them for me but honestly, he doesn't even deserve a blowjob he's a fucking beta sissy bitch; a bitch that's going to get every hole stuffed and fucked until he can't think straight. We arrive and walk in, I never realized he walks damn good in heels; not paying attention he walks right into a black dudes back making him spill his drink. This black thug turns around looking all pissed, until he sees this weak little skinny white dude dressed in a wedding dress, heels, and make-up. I kid you not, this dude bursts out laughing

"I'm sorry, Sir my husband wasn't paying attention." This black guy only laughs harder.

"Oh so this is your bitch, guess it makes sense, look how fucking weak he is; I bet he can't please you."

He takes his three massive fingers and shoves them into my faggot husbands throat.

"If you're a true bitch, you better learn how to take it and suck it, let me see how deep I can take my fingers white bitch."

he shoves his fingers so deep in my husband throat he begins choke and gag, and seemingly endless amounts of drool are pouring out of his mouth thanks to those mints; tears are stinging his eyes. Just as sudden as he shoved his fingers in, he takes them out.

"Damn girl, this skinny white bitch takes my fingers pretty good."

without any words his grabs my husband's hair, whips out his thick cock and begins to just ram his massive cock into my husband's throat; over and over.

"Look at your wife as I fuck your throat! Hey guys come here and let's teach this white sissy faggot bitch how real men fuck."

The other men stop and look up and snicker, cheering on this fucked up faggot with a black cock shoved deep in his throat;

(This story is kind of stuck, that's why I'm seeking your advice. If you'd be so kind to help)