Helena Macneil: a Femdom Story
Copyright© 2025 by JohnMurray4173
Chapter 21: Present Day 11
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 21: Present Day 11 - 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 listened to Brian’s tale, amazed by it. Willingly sucking a dick? Swallowing cum? Cumming into a man’s mouth? Seriously? If Brian wasn’t gay, why was he willing to have homosexual sex? He realised, however, that his dick had risen to the tale. He looked down, confused. But then he noticed he’d missed quite a few spots. He gulped and asked for the razor.
Brian shocked him when he said, “To have any chance of fucking Mistress Helena, you will have to either suck my cock or let me suck yours. Do you want me to shave your shaft and balls? That way, if you can’t handle it, you can bail now.”
Gulping again, and further confused because his ass clenched and his dick bounced with arousal, Mark reluctantly nodded. Knowing the young man’s erection confused him, Brian held it lightly and did nothing but move it out of the way so he could access the remaining hairs. However, even that soft touch was enough to send the nineteen-year-old over the edge, and with an anguished groan, he orgasmed onto Brian’s wrist.
Brian ignored him and continued shaving. Satisfied he’d got everything, Brian released Mark’s partially softened shaft. “Don’t worry about it,” he said kindly. “It’s got nothing to do with you being gay or anything like that. It’s all to do with you being young and sexually inexperienced. I was the same at your age. The merest touch on my dick would set me off. Look, Mark, you talk a good game, and bluff well, but is Helena your first?”
“Second,” Mark admitted.
“But the first was over in like three seconds, right?”
“If that,” Mark admitted, downcast. “Worse was that she laughed at me and wouldn’t let me touch her again. She told all her friends, too. That’s why I went to QUT rather than Griffith, where the rest of them went. I had to get away from that crowd.”
Brian looked at Mark steadily. He saw so much of himself in the young man.
“Mark, crawl into Helena’s bedroom and ensure you have her attention. Then lower your eyes and confess you’ve been exaggerating your prowess and experience. Tell her what you told me. Trust me, she probably already knows or has guessed. Helena excels in choosing men who think they’re alphas but she can easily break and turn into sissies. That’s already happening to you. Of course, you can always run. That’s happened before and will again, so she won’t be too surprised. When she learns that I explained all this to you, I might be in a little temporary trouble, but you’ll be fine.”
Mark gulped again. “What’s it like being her sissy?”
“It took me a long time to accept my place, but once I did, I have no regrets and I have many fond memories of the experiences I’ve had.”
“Even being made to do gay stuff?”
Brian chuckled ruefully. “When you see how excited Helena gets when a man she controls does ‘gay stuff’, you’ll understand why I don’t mind doing it. I’ve even learned to enjoy it because, at the end of the day, it’s just sex, and a blowjob is a blowjob, no matter who is giving it.”
“I’ll do what you say.”
“I think that’s smart,” Brian said, smiling.
Washed, shaved, and dry, the two men crawled to Helena’s bedroom. Brian crawled around the bed to his usual position while Mark stopped at the end of the bed.
Mark looked at how Brian knelt and copied that stance. He clasped his hands behind his back, keeping his shoulders up and back. Mark kept his head high but his eyes down. Taking a deep breath, he said, “Mistress Helena, I have a confession to make.”
“Oh?” Helena asked. “What confession is that?”
“I am not as sexually experienced as I’ve led you to believe. In fact, I’ve had sex precisely once before, and that was disastrous. I lasted less than it takes to make this confession.”
Helena turned a questioning eyebrow to Brian, who remained stoic and didn’t respond. She turned back to Mark. “My sissy told you to stop pretending and confess?”
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