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Made my Husband a Sissy Maid with Training

 

Its nothing new, but the house was getting to be a little bit messy this week, so I had to do something about it.  When my sissy husband got home last night, I had an outfit layed out in the bedroom for him to change into.  I told him that tonight my husband is a Sissy Maid, and that he better get cleaned up and dressed quickly with the outfit on the bed.

When he entered the bedroom (as I was sitting in the living room reading a book on the couch) he found on the bed the following:

  • black thigh high stockings
  • black peep toe pumps
  • a Short bob wig
  • frilly black & white panties
  • a little black dress
  • a while lace appron

I could hear him struggling in the bedroom, trying to slip into the dress, or the stockings I don’t know what… and I shouted to him “Hurry up! I don’t have all evening to wait for you.”  Eventually he emerged from the bedroom, walking stiffly in the peep toe pumps, with his head down, embarased that he was dressed in the sissy maid outfit I had put together for my husband.

I then told him how I was disappointed that the house had become so messy, and that in his little outfit, he was to clean it, top to bottom.  If he did a really good job, I would give him a reward.

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Sissy Husband Suck Black Dicks

 

One of my readers wrote in today, she wished to remain anonymous, but wanted some advice on how to get her sissy husband to suck black dicks.  I told her that I’d post my advice for all to read.

Firstly, I believe that a sissy should be trained to suck cock, and anything else that should be placed in his mouth. I have been training my sissy husband for this for months now, and have him practice regularly on my favorite black strap-on. Read the rest of this entry »

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The First Time I made my Sissy Husband Wear Panties…

 

I came home from work one day, when my husband was home sick.  I had stopped at the grocery store, and picked up a bunch of food to make him soup, and some medicine to help him feel better.  Upon arriving home, as I opened the front door to our apartment, I heard scrambling.  It was my husband, running down the hall, into our bedroom.  When he hit the rug in the bedroom, he slipped and fell down, and that is where I found him, trying to slip out of my pink satin panties… Read the rest of this entry »

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