gay quest part6
by Porn Review Blogstumble upon some day, that might bring back unwanted memories. Jim let him in,
but told him calmly that he must have the wrong address. The man finally agreed,
after looking all morning in all of our drawers and closets and cubbyholes.
There was no Jim. There never was. We were a household of two women, me and
Jamie. And that’s what we’ve been for over a year now, and will be for years to
come.
It’s so good of Helen to lend you to us, Loretta! Not many wives would! But you
know how things get down here during the winter season. I need all the help I
can get right now, and then on top of it to be called away! I’m delighted you
can stand in for me while I’m away. Really grateful!
She did do a wonderful job with you, Loretta, you know? As her husband you were
a decent enough man, but you’re gorgeous now! And a dominant, too! That’s rare
— you know of course that most males are submissives like Jim when they become
women, that’s why they’re so good at keeping house and sucking cocks and so on.
They can’t give an order to another man to save their skins. And whip one, or
manipulate him to do what you want? Forget it! You must have really wanted to
be a dominant woman for the longest time. No? Your wife persuaded you that you
wanted to be one, someone like herself, or like me, and then she trained you to
it? Then I’m really impressed, Loretta! Especially with Helen! What she did
with you was much more difficult than anything I’ve done, with Jim or with any of
the other men who’ve wanted me to feminize them.
Loretta, has Helen ever thought of moving down here with you? Together we could
form a partnership, and pretty soon I bet we could be supplying half the brothels
in the State with whores. With cock suckers at the very least. There’s a
military school just outside of town, with all the boys we’d ever want, plenty of
them easily turned into girls or catamites just as soon as they confess their
little kink to us. Really, any kink at all. Do tell your wife to think about
it.
Well, Loretta, I’ve got to get going now. The sooner I’m there, the sooner I’m
back. Now that it’s time to leave, I really wish now I hadn’t promised Brian’s
wife I’d help her out when Brian wakes up. When he sees what she’s had done to
that terrific prick of his, and realizes it’s gone for good, he’s not going to be
happy. I’ve told her it’ll take a really big cock inside his new cunt to show
him that there’s been gain as well as loss, that he won’t really quit mourning
for his lost manhood until he’s been devastatingly fucked over and over again.
She says that’ll happen in good time, that maybe in fact she’ll hire a stud to
service both of them for a while. She has a man in mind who’d visit her,
sometimes, when Brian was visiting me. She thinks that’ll be poetic justice.
Anyhow, she wants me to come, she says, because she needs me and I owe her. I
owe her because I led Brian into infidelity, she says, whipping him to get him
hot instead of just telling her what he wanted, then providing him with several
places a married man’s prick should never be found, including my vagina and my
own husband’s mouth. And she finally told me that Brian’s now also hiding from
bank examiners, only from real ones. It seems I’d given him ideas, or Jim had.
Now that she has control of the money, she says, the bank will never see it
again, so Brian has to disappear the way Jim did. She’s done no more with Brian
than I have with Jim, she says, all unsatisfactory husbands being pretty much the
same. Only she thought it wiser in his case to castrate him first and then
feminize him, instead of doing it the other way around. I couldn’t disagree.
Finally, she says that I’m more experienced than she is in helping a man become a
woman, and friends help each other out. We are friends now, you know, Loretta.
I called her for a friendly chat the very first day that Brian told me that now
that he knew all about Jim, and how I had tricked Jim, he didn’t think he should
have to pay my fees for his sessions with me any more. Maybe I’d need to pay
him! Well, Brian’s wife and I did a lot of talking about that, figuring out what
to do with Brian. She’s right. Friends help each other.
So, Loretta, now you know it all. I’ve got to be with Brian and his wife for the
next two weeks, till he really knows in his heart that he’s got only one
direction to go now. You have their number if there’s a problem. Hospitality
House and its equipment and its client list and this house and Jim are all yours
now, and thanks in advance for offering to mind them for me. Take good care of
them. My receptionist’ll brief you on my different clients’ special needs day by
day, and now you know all about Jim’s.
Remember to call him Jamie, would you, so he doesn’t get confused? And see to it
that he gets a cock to suck now and then, if his usual men don’t call. He was
never really much of a man, I suppose, though he used to imagine he was once a
husband at least, poor thing! Even I used to think so, sometimes. I guess he
was, in a way. He did do it all for the two of us, for his Mistress and his
wife, if you think of it that way. Now of course he knows better. He knows that
he and I are each old girlfriends who live together and enjoy each other’s
company, and share everything, but not our men. Make sure that he takes all his
pills every day, would you, Loretta, so he doesn’t get himself confused about
that? And if you should ever want to try him out for yourself, be my guest!