Chapter 19: False freedom

The hours passed agonizingly slowly until they finally heard the familiar sound of Frank’s car rolling into the driveway. Julie beamed with joy and rushed to the door to greet him. “Frank, you’re finally back!” she cried, falling into his arms.

When Julie opened the door, she immediately jumped into Frank’s arms, who was standing in front of the door with his suitcases. Her movements were so impetuous and full of joy that Frank simply dropped the suitcases to hug her tightly. They kissed passionately in the doorway, as if they were a newly married couple who had found each other again after a long time.

Sam was still standing in the house watching the scene, his heart hammering against his chest. It was a poignant yet intimidating sight. There was no mistaking the unwavering passion between Frank and Julie.

“I’ve missed you so much,” Frank said between kisses, his voice rough and full of emotion. Julie snuggled closer to him. “I’ve missed you too, Frank. It’s been so long without you.”

Frank looked up and saw Sam standing at the door in a red woman’s dress with black nylon stockings. A satisfied smile settled on Frank’s face, victorious, he thought to himself that it was exactly as he had imagined. “Hello Sammy,” Frank said mockingly, enjoying the embarrassment in Sam’s eyes. “Why don’t you bring in my suitcases?”

Then Frank carried Julie, who was still clinging to his neck, into the house and into the living room. There he sat her down on the couch and continued to kiss her fiercely, as if they couldn’t wait a moment longer.

Sam was slightly shocked by the scene and felt lost for a moment. His eyes wandered from the suitcases to the passionate embrace in the living room and back again. He knew what was expected of him, but the thought of walking out the door in his current getup made him freeze for a moment. The embarrassment of how he looked - in the red dress and black stockings, his penis cage clearly visible through the hole in his underwear, hidden only by the red dress - was overwhelming.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to push the unpleasant thoughts aside and quickly ran out of the door. The cool evening air sent a shiver through his body and he hastily packed his heavy suitcases. With a frantic glance around to make sure no one saw him, he ran back into the house and closed the door behind him as quickly as he could.

Once safely inside, he dropped his suitcases next to the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Every moment outside had seemed like an eternity, but now he felt safe again. He heard Julie and Frank’s laughter from the living room and knew that the evening was just beginning.

A short time later, he stepped out of the hallway into the living room with the suitcases, where Julie was still sitting on Frank’s lap, their bodies pressed close together. They had just broken away from a passionate kiss and were smiling at each other.

“Well done, Sammy,” Frank said, his eyes fixed on Sam as Julie slowly detached herself from him and sat down next to him. Sam went into the living room to put the suitcases in the corner of the room before thinking back and looking at Julie and Frank again.

“You really have become a pretty little sissy,” he added mockingly, which betrayed both pride and a subtle challenge in his voice. “Haven’t you, Julie?”

Julie nodded and her eyes sparkled with joy. “Yes, that’s him. Sam has made so much progress. I’m so proud of him.”

Sam blushed under her praise and Frank’s intense gaze. The mixture of embarrassment and pride was almost overwhelming, and the constant throbbing and tingling in his glans left him barely able to rest. But despite his uncertainty and physical discomfort, Sam knew that this was the start of another intense but fulfilling night.

Frank made himself comfortable on the couch and pulled Julie lovingly to his side. “So, Julie,” he began as he put an arm around her, “what all did you do with Sammy while I was away?”

Julie smiled and leaned against Frank, her eyes sparkling with pride and joy. “Well, it was

Intensive weeks for both of us. First, I got him to wear women’s clothes regularly. I made sure that his wardrobe was completely changed to feminine outfits that you brought us - dresses, skirts, fine blouses and delightful lingerie.”

Frank laughed softly and nodded, visibly satisfied. “And how did he react to that?” he asked with interest, as if Sam were air in the room.

“At first, of course, he was nervous and a little reluctant,” Julie continued, glancing briefly at Sam, who was standing in the living room, “but after a while he got used to it and even started to enjoy it. Then I got him to shave completely - every inch of his body. I taught him how to groom himself properly and keep his skin smooth and silky.”

Julie kissed Frank gently on the cheek and continued: “We did chores together in the afternoon. He learned to clean the house thoroughly, do the laundry and cook. We also worked on his feminine movements so that he can move more gracefully and elegantly.”

Frank grinned broadly. “That sounds great. And what about the make-up?”

Julie laughed softly. “Of course, I also taught him how to do his make-up properly. We tried out different looks and he’s getting better and better at emphasizing his feminine features. But what was particularly nice were our evening rituals in the bedroom.” She now kissed Frank’s neck.

Frank’s interest was piqued. “Tell me more.”

Julie gave Sam an affectionate look. “Every night we’ve been working on his role as a sissy. I taught him how to increase his pleasure and now he can even cum just from anal sex. It was an incredible experience for both of us.” As Julie’s hand went straight to Frank’s crotch and massaged his member through his pants, it was obvious that Julie was more than horny.

“That sounds great,” Frank said with a smile. “You’re a real artist, Julie. And Sammy, you’ve done really well.”

Frank motioned Sam to come closer and ordered him, “Pull up your dress, Sammy.” Sam obeyed immediately, his hands grabbed the hem of the red dress and slowly pulled it up until his small penis cage was visible, poking out through the hole in his sexy underwear.

Frank leaned forward and took Sam’s testicles firmly in his hand. He rolled them back and forth as if he were checking something on the cage. Sam flinched at the touch and felt the familiar waves of strange throbbing and tingling intensify. His breathing became heavier and his body began to tremble slightly with arousal and pain. As Frank increased the pressure and squeezed his testicles harder, Sam squirmed involuntarily, a soft cry of pain escaping him.

Frank laughed again and finally let go. “Very well done, Julie. And you too, Sammy. You’ve done a really great job.”

Julie beamed with pride and pulled Frank to her, showering him with kisses again. Frank returned her affection, while Sam still stood in front of them, trying to regain his composure.

“Sit with us, Sammy,” Frank finally said. Sam obeyed and hesitantly took a seat on an armchair opposite the couch. There was a short pause before Julie resumed the conversation.

“How was your trip, Frank?” she asked curiously, her lips brushing his neck again.

“Long and tiring,” Frank replied and laughed. “But it was worth it. I got a lot done. And now I’m just happy to be back here with you.”

Julie smiled and kissed him again as her fingers playfully glided over his chest and crotch. “We’ve missed you too. It’s not the same without you.”

Frank put his hand on hers and squeezed it gently. “I’m glad to be home again.”

While they talked, Sam watched them from a distance.

The small talk revolved around everyday things and planned activities for the coming week. Frank talked about his business successes and challenges, while Julie sat at his side and listened attentively. Again and again she tenderly stroked his shoulder or placed a hand on his chest, her gestures full of affection and passion.

“The journey was long, but it was worth it,” said Frank, leaning back and relaxing. “I’ve been able to close some important deals, and we’ll benefit from them. But that’s enough of that. What have you two got planned for the next week?”

Julie smiled and slowly slid her hand from Frank’s chest to his stomach, where she began to gently massage his penis through his pants. “Well, we have some errands to run and want to try out some new outfits for Sam. We might also go to the spa to relax a bit.”

Frank laughed softly, enjoying the touch. “That sounds great. I’m looking forward to joining you,” he said with a cheeky smile. “And what about the weekend? Any special plans?”

Julie’s hand movements became more intense and she could feel Frank’s arousal intensifying under her touch. “Yes, we were thinking about going on a little trip. Maybe to the water. What do you think?”

Frank moaned softly, feeling her touch more and more clearly. “That would be perfect,” he said, placing a hand on hers as she continued. “I’ve been waiting for you like this, Julie.”

Julie’s eyes lit up and she smiled seductively. She leaned forward and gently opened Frank’s pants to pull out his already hard penis. With a mixture of devotion and desire, she began to pleasure him.

She gently grasped his shaft with one hand and let her tongue glide playfully over the tip before taking it deep into her mouth. Frank leaned back and closed his eyes, a loud moan escaping his lips. “Oh Julie, you know exactly how to make me happy,” he murmured contentedly.

As Julie continued to indulge him, he kept talking as if to prolong the moment. “You know, all I’ve been thinking about this whole trip is what it will be like to be with you guys again. The moments with you and Sam are the best in my life.”

Julie increased the speed of her movements and intensified the pressure of her lips around Frank’s shaft, which was now pulsating as it slid back and forth in her mouth. Her eyes were closed and her tongue explored every inch of Frank’s penis as she devotedly pleasured him.

“And Sammy,” Frank said, panting, “I’m very proud of you. You look so beautiful in your dress. You’ve really become a good sissy.” Frank’s gaze wandered for a moment to Sam, who was watching the scene, embarrassed but also fascinated.

The rhythmic sucking and gentle pressure of Julie’s lips drove Frank closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. His body tensed and his breaths became shorter and faster. “Y-yes, Julie, keep it up,” he moaned, his voice full of lust and excitement.

Julie took him even deeper into her mouth and intensified the sucking while she gently massaged his testicles with her free hand.

After what felt like an eternity to Sam, Frank grabbed Julie’s hair and pulled her up to him.

“Enough for now baby, what do you say we get something to eat? Old Frank is really hungry.”

Julie leaned back on the couch, her hand still tenderly on Frank’s leg. “Anything for you, my love,” she whispered, and they both smiled at each other. Julie got up from the couch and took Sam by the hand. “Come on, Sam, let’s cook for Frank,” she said with a seductive smile that eased his insecurities somewhat. Together they went into the kitchen, while Frank stayed behind on the couch and watched them with fascination.

Once in the kitchen, Julie immediately began to take care of the ingredients. “Sam, please get the pots and pans,” she said gently as she washed and chopped the vegetables. Sam obeyed, rummaged in the cupboards and put the cooking utensils ready.

While Julie and Sam were busy in the kitchen, Frank leaned back and watched the action. He visibly enjoyed the sight of Julie working purposefully and Sam following her.

Frank finally got up and joined them in the kitchen. He hugged Julie from behind, kissed her neck and ran his hands over her breasts. Julie leaned against him and sighed softly, but didn’t stop cooking.

“Sammy,” said Frank, “please take off your dress.” Sam froze for a moment, but then slowly slipped the garment over his shoulders and carefully put it aside. Underneath, his lovely underwear was revealed, and the cage that meticulously encased his penis and prevented any excessive hint of arousal was now clearly visible.

Julie smiled encouragingly at him as she continued to work on the ingredients. “You look so pretty, Sam,” she said tenderly and gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead before turning her attention back to the cooking.

While cooking, the caresses alternated again and again. Sometimes it was Frank who pounced on Julie with a thousand kisses, sometimes it was Julie.

Julie’s hand kept wandering over Sam’s body, gently stroking his testicles and the cage as she cooked. Occasionally, she paused to kiss him and caress his lips with her tongue. Sam returned the kisses shyly as he tried to keep his focus on the cooking.

They prepared dinner together and the kisses and touches between Julie and Frank became more intense. Frank pulled Julie to him, played with her nipples under the fabric and let his fingers wander over her tender skin. Julie moaned softly, enjoying the attention, while she kept involving Sam by touching or kissing him.

Every now and then Julie had to bend down to reach things in the lower cupboards, kissing Sam’s enclosed penis several times.

When the meal was almost ready, Julie took Sam’s head in her hands and looked at him lovingly. “You’re doing great, Sam,” she said, kissing him passionately. Her tongue delved deep into his mouth, playing with his, and her hands slid gently over his cage, which clearly showed his arousal.

Frank watched the spectacle with a satisfied grin before turning his attention back to the food and making the final preparations.

Together, they carried the plates into the dining room and sat down at the table. The atmosphere was relaxed and familiar, and while they enjoyed the carefully prepared meal, they exchanged animated conversations. Sam could hardly grasp the scene, it was just so surreal for him by now.

Sam got dressed again before the meal, as Frank had asked him to. Frank had also brought Sam new clothes straight away.

After the cozy end to the evening, Frank rose from his chair and gently pulled Julie up by the hand. “I want to have some fun now,” he said with a mischievous smile that made his intentions clear. Together they made their way towards the bedroom, while Sam stayed behind at the table, watching their silhouettes thoughtfully.

Sam knew what that meant. The bedroom, once the sacred place only between him and Julie, would now capture Frank’s presence as well. A tinge of melancholy ran through his heart, but he accepted his role in this complex relationship.

But before his wife and Frank had fully climbed the stairs, Frank suddenly stopped and looked back. “Sammy,” Frank called out, his voice carrying the clear authority he was given, “why don’t you come with me? I want my two girls with me tonight.”

Sam was speechless. His eyes widened, excitement and fear battled within him for the upper hand. In the end, curiosity and a spark of additional submission won out. With shaky steps, he followed the two of them upstairs to the bedroom.

The bedroom, once an intimate retreat for Sam and Julie, suddenly seemed charged and full of new promises and uncertainties. Frank instructed Julie to sit on the bed while he took Sam aside. “Relax, girl,” Frank grinned, taking three standing steps back to enjoy the spectacle.

Julie, already on the bed, beckoned Sam to her side with a sugary, seductive smile. “Come here, Sammy,” she whispered as she spread her legs slightly to make room for him. Sam, still puzzled, shyly sat down between Julie’s thighs while Frank began to remove his clothes.

The rustling of fabric and the dim lamplight bathed the room in a centrally arousing atmosphere. Frank approached the bed with an almost predatory elegance and leaned over Julie, his hands gliding over her curves and stopping at her breast, squeezing firmly.

“Go on, Sammy,” he whispered as he undid Julie’s bra and fondled her nipples with relish. The touch caused Julie to moan softly and close her eyes in pleasure.

Sam knelt carefully between Julie’s open legs and felt a mixture of nervousness and excitement. The intimate scent of her arousal rose to his nose and his own desire grew stronger. Slowly, he leaned down and let his tongue glide gently over her soft labia. He felt Julie move slightly on the bed, as if she wanted to feel his kiss and push herself towards him.

He gently ran the tip of his tongue along the outer edges of her vagina before probing deeper into her warmth. Julie moaned softly, a sound that was both aroused and deeply familiar. Sam closed his eyes and concentrated fully on the slow, circular movements of his tongue, carefully exploring every sensitive spot. He felt the texture of her skin, the twitching of her muscles and the heady sensation of heightening her pleasure.

While Sam was indulging Julie’s sensual needs, Julie lovingly took care of Frank, who was standing next to them. She reached for Frank’s stiff penis and began to slowly circle it with her tongue. Her movement was sure and patient, fueled by her husband’s arousing act. She felt Frank’s reaction in the form of a low, satisfied hum as she took him in her warm, wet mouth. With a gentle suck, she guided Frank’s penis deeper into her mouth, her lips firmly closed around his hard flesh.

Julie ran her tongue over the long, robust shape of Frank’s cock, feeling its pulsation and hardness as she guided it deep in her mouth. Her hand clutched the base of his stiff penis as she rhythmically moved her head, her lips syncopated to the up and down of his movement. She savored the taste of his arousal and the power she exerted over his pleasure.

Meanwhile, Sam intensified his tongue movements, skillfully alternating between gentle licking and more demanding tickling with the tip of his tongue. He ran his tongue selectively over her clitoris, feeling the trembling in Julie’s legs and the rapid breathing that accompanied his every movement. Sam felt part of an erotic cycle developing between the three of them, a symphony of pleasure in which each played his instrument perfectly.

Julie’s moans grew louder, a music of passion, as Sam didn’t let up and continued to lavish attention on her most sensitive spot. Meanwhile, she increased her rhythm and sucking on Frank’s penis, driving him to guttural noises of desire.

Sam’s tongue worked precisely and devotedly to elicit Julie’s increasingly intense reactions. He gripped her thighs and spread them wider to have better access to her center. His fingernails dug lightly into her skin as he used a firmer, more provocative tongue technique that made Julie quiver with pleasure. Gentle tongue strokes alternated with quick, purposeful movements, always careful to find the right rhythm to bring her to the brink of madness.

Julie didn’t take her eyes off Frank for a moment, even though Sam’s tongue play increased her lust more and more. She took Frank’s cock deeper and deeper into her mouth, letting it slide against the roof of her mouth to give him the greatest possible satisfaction. Her tongue played around the glans while her lips sucked gently. Her hand gently massaged his testicles, causing Frank to moan deeply from the back of his throat and thrust his hips forward slightly.

Sam’s tongue found her sensitive spot again and Julie arched her hips in intense pleasure. Trembling with intense pleasure, she moaned louder and moved faster against Frank’s member.

Sam felt Julie’s muscles tighten around his tongue as her sweet juices filled his mouth. He drank greedily of her arousal, intensifying his efforts until her legs began to tremble. Frank sank a little deeper into Julie’s mouth, as if demanding her devotion. Her lips encircled him tighter and the sound of her pleasurable sucking filled the room.

Sam knew that Julie was about to reach her climax. He gently pulled her clitoris into his mouth and sucked on it while his tongue made quick, pulsating movements. Julie’s breath hitched, her body tensed and with a loud, sensual cry she came under Sam’s tongue. Her juices flowed profusely and Sam’s tongue and chin were soaking wet from her pleasure.

At the same time, Julie’s arousal drove Frank to move even more intensely into her mouth. With every thrust, she brought him closer to his own climax. Her tongue probed every sensitive spot and her lips wouldn’t let him go.

Frank leaned back for a moment to enjoy the image before him in its full splendor. Julie lay before him, her golden blonde hair scattered around her head like a sparkling aura. Her marble-white body stood out seductively against the dark bedding, a contrast that enhanced her sensual beauty. Her mouth was still slightly open, her lips glistening from Frank’s wet cock that she had just sucked.

Her breasts, exposed and still trembling from her climax, rose and fell heavily with each breath. Her nipples were stiff and pink, a clear sign of her arousal. Frank’s gaze traveled further down over her flat stomach to her slightly open legs. Between her thighs, Sam knelt in his feminine clothes and the penis cage that held his own arousal tightly.

Sam was wearing a pair of silky black stockings and matching lace panties, but they were displaced by the intense movements and licking. A short, black skirt framed his slender, feminine body. Sam’s upper body was laced into a tight-fitting corsage that emphasized his waist and gave him an almost fragile elegance.

The penis cage pinched gently between his legs, keeping his manhood locked up as usual.

Frank could see Sam’s athletic tongue still running over Julie’s intimate regions in rhythmic movements, his devotion and hunger unabated. He saw the passion in Sam’s eyes, the desire to drive Julie to an even more intense climax. It was an intoxicating mixture of submission and devotion that took his breath away.

Frank’s own black body, muscular and powerful, acted as an imposing pillar in the room. The contrast between his dark skin and Julie’s light body, the delicate, feminine lines of Sam in his pink outfit in between, created a mesmerizing image full of eroticism and power. It was a manifestation of lust and dominance, of devotion and desire.

Julie, still trembling slightly, placed her hand gently on Sam’s head, her fingers tangled in his hair and she pressed him lightly against her. She savored every touch of his tongue, every single moment as he heightened her pleasure. At the same time, she felt Frank’s penetrating gaze on her, another echo of the power and pleasure she felt.

Frank took a step closer and bent down to Julie and Sam. He placed his large hand on Sam’s head, gently but firmly guiding him deeper between Julie’s legs. “Go on, Sammy,” he said softly and roughly, “make her come again.”

Sam willingly obeyed, his tongue conquering Julie’s most intimate parts with renewed determination. Julie moaned loudly, her head falling back on the pillow as her fingers dug more firmly into Sam’s hair. Frank watched this game with growing excitement, the power over these two bodies and their lust in his hand.

As the first wave of Julie’s climax subsided slightly, Sam took a deep breath and straightened up slightly to watch Julie’s reactions. Her body was glowing, covered in sweat and her breasts rose and fell in a sensual rhythm. He knew that her lust was not yet fully satisfied, that there were still more depths and heights to explore.

Frank, who was watching over Julie and Sam, put a reassuring hand on Sam’s shoulder and nodded slightly. “Give her some more, Sammy. Let her feel how much you want her.”

Sam accepted the challenge. He ran his hands over Julie’s thighs again, feeling the smooth, hot flesh under his fingers, before leaning down between her legs again. Julie, still in the afterglow of her previous climax, half-opened her eyes and looked at Sam with a blurred but completely fulfilled gaze. Perhaps there was even a hint of anticipation as she sensed what was about to come.

His breathing became shallow as he once again took in the familiar scent of Julie’s arousal. With a soft, firm moan, he placed his lips against her labia again, still wet and hot from her last climax. This time he began more slowly, allowing his tongue more time to explore every inch of her. He not only wanted to give pleasure, but also to enjoy every moment of this intimate connection.

He let his tongue glide gently over her clitoris, taking his time to make small, circular movements that made Julie gasp softly. Her muscles twitched again under his touch, and Sam could feel the tingling of her tension. His tongue probed deeper, carefully exploring the folds and curves of her vagina as his lips lightly licked her full, soft labia.

Frank watched the spectacle at close range, and his presence increased the tension in the room. He continued to let his hand rest reassuringly on Sam’s shoulder, feeling the tension and surrender in Sam’s body. Julie reached out a hand and found Frank’s fingers, grasping them as her other hand reached back into Sam’s hair, encouraging him to go deeper.

Sam slowly increased the tempo, letting his tongue dance faster and more demanding over her clitoris. He sucked lightly on her, watching with pleasure as Julie’s body quivered and tensed beneath him. Her breathing quickened again and a series of soft, pleasurable moans escaped her lips. Sam felt her arousal increase again, her muscles tensing and Julie’s thighs unconsciously opening and closing as if she wanted more of him.

He placed his hands more firmly on her hips to hold her still and concentrated on tightening and relaxing his tongue over her most sensitive spot. Again and again he tongued over her clitoris, sinking deep into her moist heat, then pulling back to build the tension inside her even further. His every move was designed to drive her to another overwhelming climax.

Julie’s fingers tightened in Sam’s hair, her grip tightening as she surrendered completely to her lust. With a loud, unrestrained moan, she writhed beneath him, her hips heaving against his mouth, and finally her second climax exploded like a volcano. Her whole body trembled and her juices flowed into Sam’s waiting mouth.

Sam drank greedily from her again, devouring every drop of her pleasure as he felt her twitch and slowly guided her back to calm. When her breathing calmed down and her fingers gently detached themselves from his hair, he lifted his head and looked into her exhausted, happy face.

Frank took a step closer and gently placed his hand on Sam’s shoulder. “Enough, Sammy,” he said deeply and firmly. With a firm but friendly gesture, he pushed Sam aside and took his own place between Julie’s open thighs. “Now it’s my turn,” he added, his gaze full of determination and lust.

Sam moved obediently yet reluctantly as he looked once more at Julie’s dazed face, exhausted with pleasure. But he obeyed and moved aside. Frank turned to him and said, “Hold her for me, Sammy. Hold her nice and tight.”

Sam did as he was told. He lay down behind Julie, pulling her gently towards him so that her head rested on his hip, just above the penis cage. Julie’s warm breaths prickled against his skin, and the contrast between her heat and his trapped arousal choked him. With trembling hands, he grabbed her ankles and gently but firmly pulled them back and apart so that Julie’s glistening, wet pussy lay fully and invitingly in front of Frank.

Frank let his gaze glide with pleasure over Julie and Sam’s bound figure. He knelt between Julie’s widely spread thighs and took his dark, firm penis in his hand. The image before him was arousing: Julie’s bright red lips, glistening wet from Sam’s tongue play, and her small entrance opening and closing with desire.

He carefully placed the tip of his black cock at Julie’s entrance and squeezed gently. Julie’s body reacted immediately, her abdomen almost rose up to meet him, demanding, accommodating. With a soft but deep moan, Frank slowly pushed his penis into her. He felt her moist warmth envelop him, centimeter by centimeter, as he penetrated her deeper and deeper.

Julie’s head continued to rest on Sam’s hip, and she moaned loudly as Frank’s hard penis made its way into her throbbing desire. Her legs trembled slightly in Sam’s grip, but with a firm squeeze he held her by the ankles and pulled her back to give Frank the best access.

“Oh Frank,” Julie gasped when he was fully inside her, “so deep ... so good ... I’ve waited so long for a real penis to fuck me properly. Sammy has been in the cage for so long ... I need something that can really satisfy me.”

Her words carried a sharpness that was simultaneously mocking and truth-telling. Sam swallowed hard, unable to deny the truth in her words. He was trapped, unable to satisfy her the way she needed, and now Frank was here to change that.

Frank slowly withdrew almost completely from Julie before sliding back into her with a powerful thrust. “Tell me how much you’ve missed this, Julie,” he demanded as he increased his pace, penetrating her glowing red pussy again and again.

“Yes, Frank,” Julie moaned, her words coming in choppy breaths as he pounded into her mercilessly. “I’ve missed being fucked so much. Your hard, thick cock feels so good inside me. I’m finally being properly satisfied again.”