I felt her pussy totally devouring my shaft. Her body stiffened and started to convulse. She was experiencing a massive orgasm. I was so happy especia...lly as I was also still ‘intact’. I gently eased her back and suggested that it was now my turn. She reluctantly dismounted and rolled onto her back. “That was so good Brian, now I want all of you, please,” she murmured. In the process I peeked at my sister who was rubbing her pussy and massaging her pouting nipples. She’d also removed the T-shirt. I needed to feel his hot thick meat hitting my g-stop. I needed him to fuck me hard and make me cum. Ok, ok, I whimpered. Humiliated and nearly crazed with my need for fulfillment, I relented and said, Fuck me hard and make me cum. Again. he taunted. Fuck me hard and make me cum. Again. he demanded. Please&hellip,just do it already. Fuck me hard and make me cum. I begged as the tears rolled down my cheeks. He slowly began to rhythmically thrust in and out of my clenching, quivering desperately. Compelled by an unfamiliar voice in my head I started to repeatedly chant my new sissy mantra again. It was difficult to sleep for more than a few hours at a time, the dark hid how long I was in my little box, disorientating me when I woke from my vivid sexual dreams. Hard as I may try, all I could ever accomplish with my fingers in my sissy pussy was a light arousal and my nipples and throat seemed to have lost their sensitivity, I had been stripped of any toys or means to masturbate properly,. The things my wife lets me do to her is one of the very reasons I held onto her. One question that kept popping into my mind was what would she do next? This is what happened.I was just plodding away at work as I always do, but for some reason my wife kept messaging me constantly all day. 'When are you coming home' and 'You should knock off early today' seemed to be the common trend. I just thought she was bored and sick of being at home alone. Finally, in mid afternoon I gave in and said I’ll.