Sissification By My Femdom Wife (7)

A Sissy Male Has Responsibilities

A sissy male is not just a sissy male. That title carries a lot of responsibility. It has been five years since I was sissified by my wife. Once upon a time, I was a pure male but my goddess femdom wife emasculated me on a regular basis and never allowed me to recover my masculinity. Now, I love getting fucked by my wife in the ass. I love to serve her and wish to follow all her orders. I am a proud sissy male whore of my wife that is only meant to please her in any way she wants. It is never known when she wants me to be a sissy male and service her or whether she wants to pretend to be in a vanilla relationship in front of others. This is the biggest adventure and pleasure of being a sissy male.

I don’t wear trousers anymore at home, my wife has feminized my male body she considers me a sissy male whore. My feminine traits are for me to enjoy the world and my male body is meant for servitude. To please my wife, I wear feminine jewelry to decorate my sissy male body and minimal attire to cover my useless cock and my small breasts which I’ve developed through hard workouts. But, even all this was not enough to please my femdom goddess. She demands something truly special out of her sissy male.

A Dog Is the Most Obedient Animal

I was doing my chores one early morning wearing a mini skirt with my nosering and anklets when my wife came and caressed my cock and smiled. I bowed down to kiss her feet to greet her but before I could stand up to finish my chores, she planted her foot on my head and asked, “Which is the most obedient animal, sissy male?” “A dog Madam,” I replied. “Then why shouldn’t I call you doggy instead of sissy male?” My wife’s question shivered my soul. Even though this was my fantasy, I requested even more constraints and asked, “Is it not better to be a sissy male bitch than a dog Madam?” Even though being a dog to my wife was my fantasy, I knew a sissy male was only meant to give pleasure to others and not receive pleasure.

But my merciful wife understood the desire of her sissy male bitch and granted her mercy in an unexpected manner. She took a slave collar and put it around my neck and leashed it with a heavy chain. She instructed me to “Remove your clothes, sissy male.” I removed my bra and panties instantly.

As I started removing my anklet, my femdom wife said, ” Your owner is rich enough to afford jewelry for her pets.” I always wished to act as a pet but was afraid of losing my nosering but her mercy on her sissy male made me feel a deep sense of gratitude for her. I bent down on my fours waiting for her next order, but she left me in that position acting as if she was not interested in me. However, unbeknownst to me, she was giving me time to prepare.

Turning Me Into Her Sissy Male Pet

The next morning when I was doing my chores, she came and whipped me hard and asked, “So how is my pet bitch?” I was completely immersed in my chores as a sissy male but the spank reminded me that I am now her bitch. I bent down on all fours wearing my collar and leash to my wife.

“Show me your legs,” she said. I thought she wanted to see the nail polish on my feet but instead, she smacked me across the face. “You have four legs and no hands bitch”. I sat up like a dog and showed her my legs. She smiled and asked ” What’s your duty now?” The moment I started to reply she kicked me, “Bitches don’t say a word, either bark or cry.” I was fascinated by this type of training but curious about how I would continue to do my chores.

The Drop Belly Ring

She went to the bedroom and grabbed a drop belly ring from the closet and told me to wear it. Even though it was painful, it was worth enduring pain for my wife just to be her bitch. She then gave me a chastity belt for my cock and told me to wear it which I wore without any hesitation because after all, my cock is just an appendage of my sissy male body. It is me that wishes to keep my masculinity locked.

Then, in the final transformation to becoming a sissy male bitch, my wife took a small silver chain and connected one end to my chastity belt and the other end to my belly ring. Its length was so short that I was unable to stand. I had to be on my fours now. Lastly, she put a butt plug with a tail in my ass and spanked me many times explaining to me my new chores and duties as a bitch. Being a sissy male bitch pet, I now had the following rules:

My New Chores

1) Always stay naked with no clothes save for a few pieces of jewelry like a nosering with chain, earrings, and anklets to remind me that even though this is pet play, I am a pet bitch, not a dog.
2) I can’t use my hands to grab things, I must use my mouth.
3) I must do all the household work in the absence of my wife, whenever she is home, I should act like a sissy male bitch.
4) I am not at all allowed to speak, I must bark like a dog and cry (better to moan) If needed.
5) I must hand over my leash to my wife with my mouth, not with my hands.
6) I practice painting my wife’s nails with my mouth because she doesn’t tolerate mistakes.
7) I must wear a cat butt plug with a tail (which I find very erotic).
8) Being a pet sissy bitch of my wife, I am only allowed to bark at unknown people and shake my butt with my tail to show my pleasure.
9) My most important task is to show that I am a bitch to my wife.

My Jewelry Reinforces My Sissifcation

Being a pet bitch is more fascinating to me than being a sissy male. Wearing jewelry reinforces the idea of sissification. My nosering is resting on my lips, now it swings in the air and my chain attached to my face carries my face. Nothing works better to enslave a male than a nosering. I always wear it and I will always be a sissy bitch to my wife. Most importantly, my wife will always have an obedient slave in Scottsdale. I hope her friends, especially Mistress Cindy, will come to see me as a sissy bitch. I suggest for every sub male to become a pet of their wife. It is the most fulfilled I have ever felt.

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