<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?tag=training%20mrs%20williams">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="47322360" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Joe closed his eyes as the warm water ran down his back and over his sore asshole. He let it soothe his abused anus and his reddened ass cheeks.</p><p>Alyssa had just finished fucking him with the strapon she’d purchased after their last session with Mistress LaCroix. She’d used it every day since it had arrived and Joe knew it was destined to become a regular part of their lives. He knew it was unlikely he’d go more than a week without being bent over and fucked in the ass by his newly-dominant wife.</p><p>Joe had misbehaved that morning when he’d snapped at Alyssa after she demanded he do the dishes. He still struggled to embrace his newfound place in their marriage, despite his genuine love of submitting to his wife.</p><p>“Does it hurt?” Alyssa asked as she pulled back the shower curtain.</p><p>Joe smiled as he looked at his beautiful, naked wife. He nodded. “A little.”</p><p>Alyssa stepped into the shower and moved her fingers over his ass. Her touch was soft and soothing.</p><p>“It’s supposed to hurt,” she said. “That’s how you learn.”</p><p>Joe hadn’t cum during the strapon sex. Alyssa had made it clear he wasn’t to touch his cock, that his job was to take it like a good submissive. Her touch and her simple assertion that making him suffer was for his own good was thrilling.</p><p>“I know,” he said.</p><p>Alyssa put her arms around Joe and leaned against him. The wet, soft flesh of her breasts felt wondrous against his back. Her fingers moved between his legs and stroked his half hard cock until he was throbbing.</p><p>“Are you going to be better for me, Joe?” Alyssa asked. “Are you going to be the submissive husband I need you to be?”</p><p>“I’ll try my best,” he said.</p><p>Alyssa stepped back and her fingers trailed down his back and between his ass cheeks. He winced as she rubbed them over his sore, well-fucked asshole.</p><p>“It won’t always hurt when I fuck you,” she said. “You’ll get used to it. Charlotte said it takes time for your asshole to get used to taking a good fucking from my cock.”</p><p>Joe knew she was right. It would hurt for a while, but eventually he’d be able to take a good fucking without much pain. A little lube and plenty of relaxation is all it would take for him to open up.</p><p>“Of course, I can always buy a bigger strapon so I can make it hurt if you’ve been a naughty boy,” Alyssa said.</p><p>Joe could hear the smile on her face. She clearly found the idea of his suffering gleeful. Again he was shocked at how quickly his wife discovered and embraced her dominant side. He had yet another pang of regret. He’d wanted this but it had quickly gone far beyond what he’d ever imagined. It wasn’t just a bit of kinky play. It was a lifestyle that Mistress LaCroix had introduced his wife to.</p><p>“I can do better,” Joe said. “I will do better, I promise.”</p><p>Alyssa released his cock and spun Joe around. He admired her beautiful body and the gleeful smile on her face.</p><p>“I need you to make me cum,” she said.</p><p>Joe dropped to his knees and Alyssa stepped forward. She pulled his head between her legs and he licked her wet cunt as warm water cascaded down his back.</p><p>“Good boy,” Alyssa said.</p><p>She moaned and moved her pussy over his tongue. She was in control. He felt like a toy she was using for her pleasure. It filled him with a sense of submissive lust that he thoroughly enjoyed. His cock throbbed and knowing that he almost certainly wouldn’t be allowed to cum only delighted him further.</p><p>Alyssa moaned above him. Her eyes were closed as she rhythmically fucked Joe’s mouth with her pussy. It took less than a minute for her to cum. Her thighs trembled on either side of his head and she gently pushed his mouth away as the climax spread through her body.</p><p>“That was lovely,” Alyssa said afterwards.</p><p>“Thank you for letting me make you cum,” Joe said. It felt right in the moment. He knew she was in control. He knew that letting him lick her pussy instead of masturbating was a treat. She’d given him a gift and it was right to thank her for it.</p><p>“You’re welcome,” Alyssa said as she smiled.</p><p>She stepped out of the shower and closed the curtain behind her. Joe stood up and grabbed the soap. He wanted to masturbate but he knew the punishment would be severe if he did. Instead, he got clean and got on with his day.</p><p><br></p><p>“Why don’t you remove your clothing, Joe,” Mistress LaCroix said.</p><p>Joe stood and stripped as Mistress LaCroix and his wife watched. They both smiled at his willingness to remove his clothes without any question.</p><p>“How is he handling the chastity?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>“Quite well,” Alyssa said. “I can tell there are times when he absolutely hates it, but he rarely misbehaves, at least where the chastity is concerned.” She turned to Joe and reached out to caress his now naked skin. “I very much enjoy the sense of control it gives me. It’s been two weeks since his last orgasm and he’s become quite desperate. It makes him wonderfully submissive.”</p><p>Joe felt an unexpected sense of pride as his wife talked about his eagerness to submit to chastity. He knew she was right about his desperation for an orgasm, too. The longer he’d been locked in chastity the more his desperation had built.</p><p>“Are you still experiencing any behavioral issues?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>They were talking about him like he was a pet, a fact that Joe found oddly arousing. It triggered his sense of submissive desire and made him want to worship both beautiful, dominant women.</p><p>“Nothing significant,” Alyssa said. “There are still small issues, but they feel perfectly normal. I don’t know for sure, but I suspect any man would react strongly to having much of the freedom he used to enjoy being taken away.”</p><p>Mistress LaCroix smiled and leaned forward. “You’re right about that, Alyssa.” </p><p>She stood up and walked towards Joe. “Men like your husband ask to be dominated, but they often don’t know what they’re actually asking for. They think it will be all fun and games like in one of the porn videos they’ve jerked off to.”</p><p>While looking at Alyssa she reached out and took Joe’s locked cock and balls into her hand. She squeezed hard enough for him to groan in pain.</p><p>“They always forget to think about their wives. In reality, they’re selfish little boys. They just want to cum in the very particular way they desire. Isn’t that right, Joe? You weren’t thinking about your wife at all when you asked her to come here with you, were you?” she asked as her gaze turned towards Joe.</p><p>“No, I wasn’t,” he admitted.</p><p>“You were thinking about yourself, weren’t you?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>It was true. At the time, Joe didn’t think it was true. He thought his notion was for both him and Alyssa. He’d convinced himself that she’d enjoy his version of domination. He was wrong, of course.</p><p>“Yes, I was,” he said.</p><p>“Do you regret your decision, Joe? Do you regret asking your wife to come to me? Do you regret asking her to learn about dominating you?” Mistress LaCroix asked as her grip on his genitals tightened.</p><p>“Sometimes,” Joe answered.</p><p>Mistress LaCroix loosened her grip and stepped back. She turned to Joe’s wife and asked, “Does that surprise you, Alyssa?”</p><p>Alyssa reached up and caressed her husband’s bare backside. He turned to look at her and saw a smile on her face.</p><p>“Not at all,” she said. “I see the frustration in his face when I tell him he’s not allowed to orgasm. I see the fear when I come into the room wearing my strapon. I hear the pain when I first penetrate him. I hear the pain when I spank him for misbehaving.”</p><p>Alyssa’s touch felt heavenly as she caressed his lower back and ass. There was just a hint of dominance to it, like she was touching her property instead of lovingly caressing her husband. Joe found it enthralling.</p><p>“How about you, Alyssa? Do you regret coming to see me? Do you regret learning about dominance?” Mistress LaCroix asked as she sat down once more.</p><p>“Quite the opposite, actually,” Alyssa said. “I feel grateful. Overwhelmingly grateful, in fact. You helped me discover a side of me that I didn’t even know existed.”</p><p>Alyssa gave Joe’s ass a hard, swift smack. He cried out as the sharp pain rushed through his body.</p><p>“The truth is, I’ve never been happier,” Alyssa continued. “I’ve been empowered to take control of my marriage and make my husband what I need him to be. I’ve been empowered to discipline him when he misbehaves. I’ve been empowered to demand that he consider my satisfaction instead of being obsessed with his needs.”</p><p>Mistress LaCroix wore a broad, joyous smile. She seemed proud.</p><p>“That’s wonderful to hear, Alyssa. Not every woman is suited to dominance, but I love helping out those that are made for it, like you clearly are.”</p><p>“Yes, I am,” Alyssa replied. “I really am.”</p><p>Again her fingers returned to Joe’s skin. They moved softly over his lower back and ass. They drifted between his ass cheeks. He clenched up as he thought about the strapon fuckings he’d taken over the past few weeks.</p><p>“Are you aroused right now, Alyssa?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>Joe’s eyes went wide and his mind instantly conjured a scene of the two women indulging in lesbian sex while he watched. He knew it wasn’t going to happen, and yet he couldn’t help himself. He pushed the thought out of his head and scolded himself for letting his base desires rule his mind.</p><p>“I am,” Alyssa answered.</p><p>“Would you like your husband to take care of that?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>“I would,” Alyssa said.</p><p>“You heard your wife, Joe. She’s aroused. She wants you to meet her needs. Where should you be?” Mistress LaCroix said.</p><p>Joe dropped to his knees in front of Alyssa. She smiled as he reached up and pulled off her panties, exposing the pussy that he’d so frequently tended to with his tongue.</p><p>Alyssa beckoned him closer with a finger. “Show Mistress LaCroix how much you love worshiping my pussy,” she said. “Show her what a good boy you can be when you’re between my legs.”</p><p>Joe did as he was told. He moved between his wife’s legs and worshiped her pussy. Her immediate moans brought him great joy.</p><p>“When was the last time your husband fucked you, Alyssa?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>“He hasn’t been inside me since before our first session,” she answered.</p><p>Joe hadn’t thought about it much, but Alyssa was right. He hadn’t fucked her since their femdom journey had started and he wasn’t sure when he was going to be permitted to do so again.</p><p>“Why is that?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>“Mmmm,” Alyssa moaned as Joe moved his tongue back and forth over her clit. “It’s because I find the new form of our sex life far more satisfying. I cum harder when he goes down on me. I cum harder when I fuck him with my strapon and play with my pussy afterwards. I cum harder when I use a dildo than when he’s inside me.”</p><p>“Do you know why that is, Alyssa?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>“I don’t, actually,” she answered.</p><p>Joe knew it wasn’t his place to speak, but he wondered too. Was dominating him really that arousing to her?</p><p>“It’s because your husband can’t fuck you the way you need to be fucked, Alyssa,” Mistress LaCroix informed them both. “There are always multitudes of reasons why that’s the case, but they’re not particularly important. All that matters is that the man you married can’t fuck you the way you need to be fucked. He can’t fuck you in a way that satisfies you in the way a woman like you deserves to be satisfied.”</p><p>Alyssa pushed Joe’s head from between her legs and looked down at him. She studied his face like she could see something in his eyes that would reveal if Mistress LaCroix was right or not.</p><p>“Do you think she’s right, Joe? Do you think you’re inadequate as a lover? Are you lacking in bed?” she asked.</p><p>Joe wanted to go back to worshiping her pussy. He tried, but Alyssa grabbed a handful of his hair and prevented him from moving.</p><p>“Answer the question,” she said.</p><p>Joe had never thought of himself as lacking in bed. He couldn’t deny that Alyssa was cumming harder now that they weren’t having sex. He couldn’t deny that she didn’t seem to miss his cock at all.</p><p>“Yes,” Joe answered. It was the only answer that made sense. It was the answer that all the evidence suggested.</p><p>Alyssa pulled him between her legs once more. Joe was certain her pussy seemed wetter.</p><p>“Many women marry men that cannot satisfy them, Alyssa,” Mistress LaCroix said. “You’re one of millions. You’re also one of the lucky ones. You’ve discovered your dominant side and helped nurture your husband’s submissive side. You’ve found a path to the most satisfying marriage imaginable.”</p><p>Alyssa moaned as Joe worked her clit with his tongue. He loved making her feel good. He felt his cock throbbing in its chastity cage. He felt desire coursing through him.</p><p>“Now it’s time for you to take the next step,” Mistress LaCroix said. “It’s time for you to take a lover. It’s time for you to cuckold your husband.”</p><p>Joe panicked and tried to pull away from Alyssa’s pussy. She grabbed his head with both hands and held him in place. Pain spread from his head as she pulled his hair hard. He looked up and saw a flash of genuine anger on his wife’s face.</p><p>“This is perfectly natural, Joe,” Mistress LaCroix assured him. “It’s the next step for couples like you and your beautiful wife. Alyssa’s not going to leave you. She’s simply going to find a man that gives her what you can’t. She’s going to find someone that can actually fuck her the way she deserves and desires.”</p><p>Alyssa hadn’t said anything in response to Mistress LaCroix’s suggestion. She’d simply refused to let Joe abandon his place between her legs. He wondered if his wife was actually on board with the idea of cuckolding him. Perhaps he was panicking for no reason.</p><p>“What do you think, Alyssa?” Mistress LaCroix asked. “Are you ready to take the next step? Are you ready to embrace your power as a dominant wife?”</p><p>Alyssa looked down at Joe. He saw another flash of anger. “Why did you stop worshiping my pussy, Joe?” she asked.</p><p>“I’m sorry,” he said before returning to his place between her legs. He licked her pussy as Alyssa relaxed her grip on his hair. The pain receded and the pleasure of knowing he was making his wife feel good returned.</p><p>“Mmmm,” Alyssa moaned. “I’m ready, Charlotte. I’m ready to get fucked.”</p><p>Joe’s pulse rate exploded as his wife confessed her desire for another man’s cock. He fought off the urge to pull away from her pussy, stand up, and scream at the two women in the room. Instead, he concentrated on his task and continued to worship his wife.</p><p>“The truth is, I’ve been thinking about it for a while now. I’ve been fantasizing about it when I fuck myself with a toy. I’ve been dreaming about how it would feel to have a gorgeous, fit man on top of me. I’ve been fantasizing about his big cock sliding in and out of me as we kiss. I’ve been fantasizing about making Joe watch as I cuckold him.”</p><p>Joe couldn’t believe it. He pushed down the panic that desperately wanted to rise up in him. He knew the decision had already been made. He knew he couldn’t do anything to stop it. He knew his wife was going to cuckold him.</p><p>“Would you like me to arrange a proper man for you?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>Alyssa pulled Joe’s head tighter between her legs and moaned. He knew she was thinking about someone else fucking her. Of course that’s what she was thinking about.</p><p>“I’d like that very much,” she said.</p><p>Joe looked up at his wife as he licked her pussy. Her eyes were closed and there was a big smile on her face. He wanted to believe that was all because of the work he was doing between her legs, but he knew it wasn’t. He knew her joy was at least in part because she was thinking about fucking someone else.</p><p>“Perfect. I assume you’d like him to have a big cock?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>Joe winced between his wife’s legs. He felt jealous and Alyssa hadn’t even met the man she was going to cuckold him with.</p><p>“Yesss,” Alyssa said as she gripped Joe’s head tighter and moved her clit over his tongue. “Make me cum, Joe. Make me cum!”</p><p>Joe gave himself over to it. There was a part of him that wanted to fight tooth and nail against his wife’s dominance, but he knew he’d lost that battle the moment they walked into Mistress LaCroix’s home for the first time. He knew he’d lose Alyssa if he demanded that they stop everything and go back to the way things were.</p><p>Ultimately, Joe didn’t want that. He wanted to be dominated. He didn’t always like how it went, but he wanted it. He wanted to feel submissive. He wanted to be in chastity. He wanted to be punished when he misbehaved, even if it was painful at the time.</p><p>So he made his wife cum. He licked her clit as she almost certainly thought of another man’s cock inside her. He accepted the inevitability of being cuckolded and ensured that Alyssa enjoyed a beautiful, body-shaking orgasm via his tongue.</p><p>“That was lovely,” Alyssa said in the aftermath of her climax.</p><p>“It’s going to get better, Alyssa. So much better. You’re about to discover the boundless pleasures of cuckolding your husband. I promise, you won’t regret it,” Mistress LaCroix said.</p><p>Alyssa looked down at Joe and caressed his face. Her touch was gentle and loving. “I can’t wait,” she said.</p>