Helena Macneil: a Femdom Story
Copyright© 2025 by JohnMurray4173
Chapter 19: Present Day 10
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 19: Present Day 10 - The story of FemDom Mistress Helena MacNeil, who first came to our attention in my story Slut Babysitter: MILF Hunter, and her sissy husband Brian Parker. It details how a young Helena learned her roll as a FemDom and how she chose Brian to be her husband and then broke, subjugated, and sissified him to make him what she needed him to be. It tells of Brian's resistance to Helena's demands and how he broke and learned to enjoy being Helena's cocksucking sissy boy.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft Ma/Ma Teenagers Coercion Consensual Reluctant Slavery Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual CrossDressing Fiction Cheating Cuckold Wife Watching Wimp Husband Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Niece Aunt Nephew BDSM DomSub Humiliation Light Bond Sadistic Spanking Torture Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Facial Fisting Oral Sex Pegging Sex Toys Squirting
Mark’s mind raced as he considered his options. His first thought was to bolt, and later, when he’d discovered what was in store for him, he knew he should have followed that thought. However, Mark’s father had taught him that rape was the lowest form of abuse. Yes, a woman needed a firm hand on her ass to keep her in line, but a man never took a woman against her will. Doing that made that man the lowest of the low except for child molesters. He feared his father’s reaction if he were charged with rape.
He looked at Brian, whose eyes slowly returned from wherever his mind had wandered. “Show me to the bathroom, please.”
Brian nodded and crawled towards the bedroom door. Mark looked at him and then to Helena, who had her eyebrow quirked. Sighing and wondering what the hell he’d gotten himself into, Mark got onto his hands and knees and crawled after Brian. The master bathroom was the first on the right down the hall from Helena’s bedroom. Brian crawled in, stood, and then turned on the light. Mark stood and looked around. He’d kind of worked out that Helena and Brian had money, but hadn’t realised just how wealthy they were.
The bathroom was luxuriantly appointed with a massive sunken bath large enough to seat six people comfortably. The shower, which could easily hold four people, had an overhead rail that could drop water as if the user were in a rainstorm or mist it like walking through a light drizzle. Various buttons changed the water to a wide showerhead emanating from the front wall. Other nozzles were on each side and could do anything from cascading water to firing it out in a jet.
Brian changed the water to coming from only the standard showerhead on the front wall. He handed Mark a packet of disposable razors and shaving foam before saying. “If Sir would like, I can shave him.”
“Helena wants all my hair gone except for my eyebrows and head, right?”
“Yes,” Brian replied. “I’m made to shave my head because my wigs sit and stay on a bald head better. There’s no need for you to go that far yet.”
“Yet?” Mark asked nervously.
“Mistress Helena may ask you to join her permanent stable of sissy-boys. In that case, she’ll pay to have all your body hair removed except for your eyebrows.”
“Do you enjoy being her sissy?” Mark asked, trying but not succeeding in hiding his distaste.
“It has its rewards,” Brian replied. “I get more sex than any three married men who aren’t married to FemDoms get.”
“But she makes you do gay shit? Right? Suck a cock. Take it up the ass.”
“I’ve learned to enjoy doing that. You will, too,” Brian said ominously.
“I doubt it,” Mark replied, sneering. “I will fuck your Mistress so well that she’ll dump your gay ass and become my bitch.”
“Good luck with that,” Brian said drily. “Does Sir want me to wait and shave his back and shoulders?”
“I’ve got it,” Mark said dismissively.
“I’ll be ready to do so when Mistress Helena sends you back in to shave down properly.”
“Whatever,” Mark replied, getting under the water.
Brian shrugged and returned to Helena’s room on his hands and knees.
“Doesn’t Mark require your services to shave his back and shoulders?” Helena asked when Brian returned.
“He says he’s got it,” Brian said, shrugging his shoulders to show how stupid he thought the young man was being.
Helena laughed her rich laugh. “He reminds me so much of you.”
“I hope that doesn’t mean that you’re trading me in for a younger model?” Brian asked resignedly.
“What? No way, buster. I have you trained just the way I want you. You’re not getting away from me so easily.”
Brian smiled. “Anyone would think you loved me.”
“If you don’t know I do by now, you never will.”
“You’re often cruel and harsh to me.”
“Only when you disobey the rules, Brian. Bringing John home so he could beg to be my sissy? I choose who I wish to play with, sissy Brian, not you. Just as I choose who you can play with. You anger me when you purposefully break my few strict rules. You could have had sex with him, and it would have pleased me because you’d finally taken a male lover without me making you. Instead, you bring a femmeboy home who you know I have no interest in. You’re not even honest when you’ve served Janey, Brian. Yet I overlook it because I love you.”
“What do you mean?” Brian asked, suddenly terrified of what she knew.
“That Janey has vaginal sex with you when you’re with her. She says it’s to spite me, but do you know the real reason?”
Brian shook his head. “I thought that was the real reason.”
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