We were both panting as she rolled over and straddled me. Now I’d pretty much had an erection since I met her or at least that’s what it felt lik.... I’m sure she’d noticed now and again, though she never let on. But now there was no mistaking the fact that she noticed as she slowly ground herself against the front of my sweat pants. She looked down at me with a big smile and said, ‘We can’t have sex, but you’re so getting lucky tonight!’ Whatever I was going to say was lost as she reached up. "Mam, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" said Sam, getting up off his knees and looking for boxers. I was still dazed at what was happening. "YOU!" she shouted at me. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT — LEADING HIM ON TO THESE THINGS. HE'S ONLY SIXTEEN, FOR GOD SAKE!" "I'm sorry Mrs. Taylor!" I said, getting up. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!" she roared. I didn't think twice. I ran straight out of Sam's room and down the stairs and out the back door with Sam's Mam running after me shouting, "IF I EVER SEE YOU. She propped against one cool corner. A widening triangle of black marble appeared between her legs as she pushed herself onto it. Her hands were planted between her parted thighs. “Come over here,” he said in a low, dangerously soft voice. Her eyelids came to half-mast as she resumed ignoring his orders. She leaned back. Using one hand as a prop, she guided the other over her silk clad mound. His gaze hardened, “Don’t make me come and get you. You will regret it.” Her eyes mocked him-dared. And then there is humiliation. The wife (or girlfriend) goes out of herway to publicly humiliate her now sissy husband. I suggest that if hereally was a sissy or feminized husband, he couldn't be humiliated. Hewould be so happy in his role that he wouldn't care what other peoplesaid of him.What about chastity? Willingly or not, he is placed in chastity. He isnot allowed any orgasms for weeks, months or years at a time. This issupposed to make him more willing to accept whatever his.