<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=dominated%20by%20his%20boss">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="61161912" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Roll over,” Lauren said as she slipped under the covers.</p><p>Justin rolled onto his side and his wife cuddled up behind him, taking the big spoon position. The soft material of her nightie felt heavenly against his skin as she pressed her body tightly against his and ran her hand over his chest.</p><p>“Annabelle emailed me,” she said. “She told me about your day.”</p><p>Justin’s asshole twitched as he thought of James’s cock sliding in and out of his asshole. He thought of how he’d been used for the other man’s pleasure, how he’d done it for Annabelle. He thought of how much deeper into submission his job had taken him.</p><p>“Yeah?” Justin said. He knew Annabelle tended to tell his wife everything, but he wasn’t entirely sure how Lauren was going to react to him having been fucked by a man and he didn’t want to be the one to offer up the information if she didn’t know.</p><p>“She said you excelled at your job today, that she was impressed with your dedication to making her happy,” Lauren said before kissing Justin’s neck and shoulders. “She said you were a very good boy.”</p><p>Justin groaned, both at the pleasure of his wife’s lips against his skin and the notion that Annabelle was pleased with his performance, which consisted of sucking James’s cock and bending over his desk to be fucked from behind.</p><p>“She described it for me, Justin,” Lauren continued. “She described what you did. She described how you offered James exactly what he needed.”</p><p>Lauren’s fingers moved down Justin’s chest and stomach and between his legs. She grasped his locked cock through his panties and he groaned.</p><p>“This might sound strange,” Lauren said softly, “but I feel even closer to you now. After all, now we both know what it feels like to be bent over a desk and fucked from behind.”</p><p>Lauren played with his balls as Justin groaned, both at the pleasure of the way she was handling his genitals and the notion that getting fucked by James had brought him and his wife closer.</p><p>“It was just two weeks ago that Ben bent me over the desk in his home office and fucked me from behind. He had a handful of my hair and he pounded me so hard that I squirted for him before he came inside me. It was incredible,” Lauren explained. “And now you’ve been bent over and fucked by a man. You’ve taken cock from behind and you’ve made that man cum with your tight little asshole.”</p><p>“Yes, I did,” Justin said.</p><p>Lauren caressed Justin’s soft, smooth thighs and added, “You don’t have to be embarrassed, Justin. You got fucked, which is perfectly natural for someone like you. You’re a submissive. You dress in beautiful, feminine clothes. Your hair is long and soft and your skin is smooth. James clearly finds you arousing, so of course he wants to fuck you. It’s only natural that you bend over and take it in the ass in the name of satisfying him.”</p><p>Justin felt a sense of warmth and happiness spread through his body. He hadn’t really acknowledged it, but he’d clearly been nervous about what Lauren would think. He knew their relationship was far from traditional, but it was still the most important thing in his life and he didn’t want anything to put his marriage at risk.</p><p>“Thank you,” he said. “For saying that, I mean.”</p><p>Lauren continued to caress his thighs as she kissed his neck and pressed her body a little tighter against his. He felt completely enveloped by his wife and it provided a beautiful sense of submission that filled Justin with a kind of joy.</p><p>“You’re welcome, sweetheart, and thank you for being so dedicated to becoming what Annabelle and I want you to be. Thank you for being so willing to embrace your feminine side. Thank you for being willing to let us guide you into becoming what you were meant to be,” Lauren said.</p><p>Lauren pulled away from Justin and said, “Roll over. Face me.”</p><p>Justin did as he was told and Lauren reached out and caressed his face as she smiled. Her touch was gentle and reassuring and when she leaned closer and kissed him the joy he experienced was almost overwhelming.</p><p>“How did it feel when he fucked you?” she asked.</p><p>Justin considered the question for a moment before saying, “It hurt a little – he wasn’t exactly interested in being gentle – but the actual act of being penetrated was kind of nice, probably because Annabelle has used her strapon on me often enough that I’m used to it by now.”</p><p>Justin reached out to caress his wife’s nightie as he held her gaze and continued. “There was something about the act of being taken, of being used for his pleasure, that was entirely different from when Annabelle fucks me. It was knowing that I was getting fucked because James wanted to cum, that he was using my ass for his pleasure, that I found intensely satisfying.”</p><p>Lauren ran her fingers over his back and down to his ass before squeezing it through his lace panties.</p><p>“That’s because you’re a submissive,” she said as her hand slipped under the waistband of his panties. Her fingers moved between his ass cheeks and teased his hole as she continued, “And a good submissive finds pleasure in being used for someone else’s satisfaction, and there’s no purer version of that than bending over and taking it up the ass for a dominant man, is there?”</p><p>Justin moaned as the tip of Lauren’s finger slipped into his asshole. She wiggled it around a little, teasing his hole and reminding him of the hard fucking he’d taken earlier that day.</p><p>“No, I guess there isn’t,” Justin said.</p><p>It really was different than when Annabelle fucked him. Knowing that James was pursuing his orgasm, that he was going to cum as a result of the fucking, made it a far more potent submissive experience. Annabelle being there and watching with a smile on her face as she played with her pussy was an integral part of the experience, of course. All of it was wonderful, just like it was wonderful to feel Lauren’s finger in his ass.</p><p>“I never really thought about it before, but I can see the appeal of taking your ass,” she said. “Maybe I’ll get a strapon of my own and start fucking you. Would you like that?”</p><p>Justin nodded as Lauren pushed her finger deep into his asshole.</p><p>“Good. I’ll talk to Annabelle about which strapon to order,” Lauren said as she pulled her finger from Justin’s asshole and rolled onto her back. “For now, why don’t you get between my legs and worship my pussy. I’d like to cum at least twice before we go to sleep.”</p><p>“Of course,” Justin said as he moved between his wife’s legs, laid on his stomach, and went to work on her soaking wet pussy.</p><p><br></p><p>Lauren looked up from her phone and smiled at Justin as he walked out of the master bathroom. He smiled back at her and opened the top drawer of the dresser to pull out a pair of blue lace boyshort panties.</p><p>“Actually, you’ll need to go with a thong today,” Lauren said as she got out of bed.</p><p>Justin exchanged the boyshorts for a blue lace thong and slowly pulled it up his legs. He still found it thoroughly enjoyable to relish the feeling of putting on something so soft and feminine.</p><p>“Why a thong?” Justin asked as Lauren stepped behind him and wrapped her arms around his smooth body.</p><p>Lauren turned Justin so he was facing the mirror and she looked over his shoulder to admire his smooth, slender body.</p><p>“You look so pretty,” she said. “Doesn’t it make you feel good to look so pretty for me and Annabelle?”</p><p>Justin felt goose bumps raise on his skin as his wife caressed his smooth chest and they both stared at his feminine reflection in the mirror.</p><p>His voice was quiet as he said, “Yes, it does make me feel good.”</p><p>“That’s good, sweetheart, because it’s time to take another step into your femininity,” Lauren said as she took Justin’s hand and led him to the closet.</p><p>They stepped inside and he saw what looked like a dozen skirts hanging next to the feminine slacks he’d been wearing to work.</p><p>“Why don’t you put this one on,” Lauren suggested as she pulled a dark grey knee length skirt from its hanger.</p><p>Justin took the skirt from his wife and ran his fingers over the surprisingly soft material. The silk lining inside felt particularly good and despite the embarrassment of being told to put on a skirt to go to work he couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement at getting to feel something so soft and feminine on his body all day.</p><p>“Go ahead, put it on,” Lauren said.</p><p>Justin met his wife’s gaze and offered an anguished look. He knew it wasn’t his place to argue, but he was hoping she would take pity on him and rescind her demand that he fully embrace his feminization. It was a small change, but going from a pair of women’s slacks to a skirt felt enormous. There would be no denying that he was dressing as a woman if he was wearing a skirt and a soft, feminine blouse. There would be no wiggle room to still claim some measure of manhood, though he suspected that was the point.</p><p>Lauren refused to relent, though, so Justin took the skirt from her and stepped into it. He pulled it on and he couldn’t help but smile at the softness of the lining against his smooth, freshly-shaved legs.</p><p>“Your hips are a lot narrower than most women, of course,” Lauren said, “so I had the skirts tailored to fit you and I think you’ll find they make your butt look quite fetching. That’s why the thong, by the way. We can’t have you showing panty lines on your first day in a skirt.”</p><p>Justin zipped up the skirt, ran his hands over the sides to smooth it out, and then stepped in front of the mirror they kept in the closet.</p><p>“Turn to the side,” Lauren said.</p><p>Justin turned and admired his profile. His wife was right, the tailoring absolutely made his ass look good while managing to leave enough room in the front to ensure the bulge of his locked cock wouldn’t show.</p><p>“Annabelle said this would make you even more effective at your job. It’s important that you remain alluring to James and a lovely skirt to highlight the ass that he’s going to be fucking with some frequency is a great way of doing that,” Lauren explained.</p><p>“Thank you,” Justin said. “For picking out the skirts and getting them tailored, I mean. Thank you for doing so much work to make me look good.”</p><p>“It’s my pleasure, sweetheart,” Lauren said. “There’s one last thing, though.”</p><p>She grabbed a pair of high heels from the shoe rack and placed them on the floor at Justin’s feet.</p><p>“You’ll be wearing high heels to work from now on. Annabelle says they’re essential for a good secretary. She also says they’ll make your ass and legs absolutely irresistible,” Lauren explained. “Go ahead, step into them.”</p><p>Justin slipped his feet into the heels and turned once again to admire his ass in the mirror. The shoes were a little uncomfortable, but there was no question they made his ass and legs look better. Annabelle was right.</p><p>Lauren pulled a cream-colored satin blouse from a hanger and handed it to Justin. He savored the sensations of the soft fabric against his skin as he completed his outfit by tucking the blouse into his skirt.</p><p>“You look beautiful, sweetheart,” Lauren said.</p><p>She offered a soft kiss that quickly turned into something deeper and far more sensual. Lauren grabbed his ass and her tongue darted into his mouth as she moaned.</p><p>“It turns me on when you’re like this,” she said. “When you’re dressed like a pretty girl and you’re so eager to be a good secretary for your boss and a good cuckold for me.”</p><p>“It turns me on too,” Justin replied before Lauren offered him another sensual kiss.</p><p>“Would you like to make me cum before you go to work?” she asked.</p><p>“More than anything,” Justin said.</p><p>Lauren pushed down on the top of his head and Justin sank to his knees. She pulled down her pajama bottoms and spread her pussy lips.</p><p>“Can you see how wet I am?” she asked.</p><p>Justin nodded as he stared at her pussy, which was soaked.</p><p>“That’s because you’re becoming such a good girl,” Lauren said.</p><p>Justin looked up at his wife as a shiver of submissive pleasure rushed through his body. It was true. He was essentially becoming a girl. He was feminized. He was chastised. He’d been on the receiving end of both strapon sex and sex with a man. He couldn’t really claim to be much of a man anymore.</p><p>“You’re going to keep being a good girl for Annabelle and me, right?” Lauren asked as she slipped two fingers into her pussy.</p><p>“Yes, I will,” Justin said.</p><p>Lauren pulled her slick fingers from her cunt and slipped them into Justin’s mouth. He eagerly sucked her juices off and gazed up at his wife.</p><p>“Good. I’m going to let you eat my pussy as a reward for being a good girl,” Lauren said. “Go ahead. Claim your reward.”</p><p>Justin pressed his hungry lips against his wife’s pussy and pushed his tongue inside her. He soaked up her juices and savored the taste of her slippery cunt before turning his attention to her clit.</p><p>“Good girl,” Lauren said. “Worship my pussy. Make me cum.”</p><p>With Lauren’s firm hand on the back of his head Justin did as his wife desired. He claimed his reward in the form of a pussy worship session where he quickly brought her to a climax.</p><p>After just a few minutes the closet filled with the sounds of Lauren’s sensual moans as her thighs trembled on either side of Justin’s head while she grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled it tight.</p><p>“Thank you for letting me taste your pussy,” Justin said after her climax. “Thank you for letting me make you cum.”</p><p>“You’re welcome, sweetheart,” Lauren said. “Now you should clean my juices off your face and get to work.”</p><p>Justin did as he was told and left for work feeling deeply satisfied at the unexpectedly rewarding direction his life had taken since Annabelle had made him her personal secretary.</p>