Helena Macneil: a Femdom Story
Copyright© 2025 by JohnMurray4173
Chapter 23: Present Day 12
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 23: Present Day 12 - 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
Helena’s moans brought Brian back to the present. He looked on enviously as Mark lay between Helena’s long, athletically slender legs, licking her sweltering pussy with long, languorous strokes.
“That’s good, sissy. Yes, baby girl, right there. Oh yeah, that’s it. Almost. Yes! Faster, oh yeah! I’m there!”
Helena’s thighs slammed against Mark’s ears as her orgasm hit, trapping him on her button. Confused about what to do, Mark continued bathing Helena’s clitoris with his tongue before remembering her instructions and lashing it as well. Helena rewarded Mark by squealing as she climaxed again. Her juices flowed from her overheated pussy and ran onto his chin and down his neck.
Pleased with himself, Mark tried to move back. Helena’s thighs tightened around his ears again, and surprising him with her strength, she forced Mark to roll onto his back. Standing on her knees, Helena held her taut ass cheeks apart and lowered her ass onto Mark’s mouth. “Eat my ass, sissy,” she commanded.
Unable to believe anyone would want someone to do something so disgusting, Mark tried to throw Helena off. But before he could, she grabbed his cock cage and twisted it mercilessly. Agony speared through his body as Helena hauled on and twisted Mark’s nuts.
“I said, eat, Sissy!” She relaxed her grip on Mark’s balls and then twisted them again.
Brian and Helena shared an amused look when Mark’s pained, high-pitched squeak emanated from between Helena’s thighs. Shaking her head with pretended sorrow, Helena said sadly, “You’d think they’d learn after the first time I nearly ripped their balls off.”
Brian knew he wasn’t to speak, but Helena knew what he thought. It was, “I sure didn’t!” and they grinned simultaneously.
Terrified that Helena meant to rip his nutsack off if he didn’t co-operate, Mark desperately stabbed his tongue into her rosebud, trying to tongue her ass as forcefully as possible. He felt Helena’s rosebud flutter and then it opened, and he could delve at least an inch of his tongue inside it. Mark’s cock twitched, attempting to harden in its cage as he pictured replacing his tongue with his dick. It seemed a forlorn fantasy, but his balls ached again as he pictured doing it in his mind.
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