<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=training%20mrs%20williams">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="66525532" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Where is Alyssa?” Mistress LaCroix asked as she stood in front of Joe.</p><p>“She’s with Antonio,” he replied from his knees.</p><p>She inched the tip of her black leather boot towards his caged cock and teased his balls as Joe closed his eyes and savored the feeling of the soft material against his flesh.</p><p>“Why are you here instead of watching your wife enjoy the pleasures another man offers her?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>“Because I misbehaved this week,” he answered.</p><p>Mistress LaCroix’s boot pressed a little harder into his balls, eliciting a groan as Joe felt a hint of pain.</p><p>“How did you misbehave, Joe? What did you do to upset your wife so significantly that she sent you to me for punishment?” she asked.</p><p>Joe looked up the woman that had set his wife on a path of domination, took a deep breath, and said, “I was selfish. I let my frustration at the changes in my life get the best of me. I started a fight with Alyssa and I yelled at her. I called her selfish for keeping me in my chastity cage and for having sex with Antonio.”</p><p>“Why did you do that, Joe?” Mistress LaCroix asked as she stepped back and put her hands on her hips.</p><p>“Because I felt like Alyssa was depriving me of my manhood. She’s been fucking Antonio constantly since you introduced them. She almost never lets me out of my cage anymore, she fucks me almost every day with her strapon, and our sexual contact is limited to me worshiping her pussy and ass when she allows it. I just can’t handle it,” he explained.</p><p>“Isn’t this what you wanted, Joe? Didn’t you want to submit to your wife? Didn’t you want your marriage to be infused with kinky pleasure?” Mistress LaCroix asked as she moved behind Joe.</p><p>His heart pounded a little harder as he fought off the desire to turn his head and watch what she was doing. He knew a punishment was impending and he didn’t want to be surprised when it finally happened.</p><p>“It is what I wanted,” Joe admitted. “It’s just so much more than what I wanted. It’s constant. There’s no break from it. I don’t get to make any decisions anymore, at least where sex is concerned. I can’t even decide when I get to masturbate.”</p><p>Mistress LaCroix grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled back as Joe cried out in pain. She stood directly behind him and looked down as Joe took in the annoyed look on her face.</p><p>“Men can be so pathetic,” she hissed. “We’ve been through this already, Joe. You wanted your wife to be your personal pornstar. You wanted her to do exactly as you desired without considering what she wanted. You came to me thinking I would help her become your fantasy, only it’s impossible for your fantasy to become your reality.”</p><p>“I know,” Joe said.</p><p>Mistress LaCroix released his hair, took a deep breath, and moved in front of Joe once more.</p><p>“Tell me,” she said. “When your wife allows you to orgasm, is it good?”</p><p>“It’s great,” Joe answered without hesitation. “I’ve never had better orgasms.”</p><p>“So reality is meeting your expectations sometimes,” she said.</p><p>Joe nodded as he thought of the last orgasm Alyssa had given him. It had come with her strapon in his ass. He’d been on his back with his legs on her shoulders as she slowly fucked him with a thick dildo. She’d stroked his cock and offered a steady stream of hugely arousing dirty talk before he experienced a truly mind-bending orgasm.</p><p>“Then might I suggest that the parts of your new life that you don’t like are the price you have to pay for those little doses of fantasy pleasure you get to enjoy,” Mistress LaCroix said as she stepped closer.</p><p>She reached out and ran her fingers through his hair as Joe winced in anticipation of her once again grabbing a handful. Instead, Mistress LaCroix caressed his face and ran her fingers over his lips.</p><p>Joe opened his mouth without even thinking about it, causing his mistress to smile as she pushed two fingers onto his tongue.</p><p>“Your wife is well-suited to the life of a dominant woman, Joe, and now that she’s let the powerful side of her personality emerge she’s not going back,” Mistress LaCroix said.</p><p>Joe’s only response was to suck on the fingers penetrating his mouth. There was something wonderfully soothing about doing as his mistress seemed to want him to do, and the happy look on her face filled him with a kind of joy as he offered his submission.</p><p>“Stand up,” Mistress LaCroix said as she pulled her fingers from his mouth.</p><p>Joe stood and stared into his eyes and smiled.</p><p>“Put your hands behind your head and keep them there,” she demanded.</p><p>Joe did as he was told and watched his mistress wrap her fingers around the handle of a flogger that would deliver the punishment he was due to receive.</p><p>Mistress LaCroix moved to Joe’s left and took a few steps back, leaving her just out of sight.</p><p>“Your wife has another man’s cock inside her right now,” she said. “She’s in your bed, in the bed you’ve shared with her for the entirety of your marriage, and Antonio’s cock is sliding in and out of her wet, needy pussy. Another man is providing her with the sexual pleasure you were supposed to give her. How does that make you feel, Joe?”</p><p>There was something about the way Mistress LaCroix described it that Joe found immensely arousing. He felt his cock struggle against the confines of the chastity device and he experienced a beautiful kind of tingling that made him wish he could masturbate.</p><p>“It feels good,” he said. “It turns me on.”</p><p>“As it should,” she replied. “And yet you still continue to misbehave. You insist on acting as if you’re not a submissive, as if it’s your right to do as you please, when you please. You don’t have those rights, Joe. You gave those up when you and your wife walked into my home. You gave those up when you shared your desire to submit.”</p><p>Joe’s response was cut off by the sound of the leather strips of the flogger moving through the air before it struck his back. Mistress LaCroix used more power than he’d expected and the pain was so significant that Joe fell to his knees.</p><p>“Stand up, Joe,” she said. “The least you can do is take your punishment like a good submissive. You signed up for this. You knew the consequences of misbehaving. You knew that your punishment wouldn’t be a kinky thrill. That’s not the purpose of punishing a submissive. It’s supposed to hurt. You’re supposed to suffer. That’s how you learn your lesson.”</p><p>She was right that it wasn’t a kinky thrill. Pain coursed through Joe’s body from the single blow she’d delivered and he knew there were more coming.</p><p>Joe stood up, put his hands behind his head, and was almost immediately struck again by his mistress. This time he gritted his teeth through the pain.</p><p>“Good boy,” she said before stepping in front of him with the flogger in her hand. “Does your wife deserve the pleasure of Antonio’s cock?”</p><p>“Yes, she does,” Joe answered.</p><p>“Why?” Mistress LaCroix asked.</p><p>“Because I can’t fuck her like he does,” Joe replied.</p><p>Mistress LaCroix narrowed her eyes and stared intently at Joe’s face before she asked, “Do you really believe that, Joe? Do you believe that, or are you just saying it because you know it’s what a good submissive is supposed to say?”</p><p>“I believe it,” Joe said as he thought of the last time he’d watched his wife and her new lover fuck. He thought of the way their bodies seemed to meld together in the bed. He thought of the way Alyssa moaned with such joy. He thought of how loud, long, and intense her orgasms had been. He thought of how Antonio had provided her with multiple orgasms, which was something he’d never done.</p><p>“I really do believe it. I know it, in fact. I don’t want to believe it. It’s painful to believe it. It is. But I know it’s true,” he added.</p><p>Mistress LaCroix reached up and caressed his face in a surprisingly gentle way as she said, “Being a submissive can be difficult, Joe, as you’re learning. It can be painful. It can be emotionally exhausting. It can also be the most rewarding experience of your life. You have to offer yourself up, though. You have to completely surrender to it.”</p><p>“I know,” he said.</p><p>“I still don’t think you realize how lucky you are, Joe. Most men that come in here like you did aren’t married to women like Alyssa. Most wives have no interest in domination. Most will give their husbands a little something, get bored of it, and then everything will go back to normal. You don’t want normal, do you Joe?”</p><p>He shook his head.</p><p>“Good, because we have eight more strokes to go before your punishment is over,” Mistress LaCroix said before moving behind Joe once more.</p><p>He knew it was unlikely, but Joe had hoped his punishment would stop at two strokes. Instead, Mistress LaCroix delivered eight more. He was thankful she didn’t use quite as much force for the remaining strokes, but he still collapsed onto the floor when it was over.</p><p>“One more thing before we finish our session,” Mistress LaCroix said as she placed the flogger back on the table. “I’m absolutely certain your wife is going to leave you if you can’t find your way to true submission, Joe. She’s become the version of herself she was meant to be and she’s not going to stand for you making her life more difficult than it has to be. She’s a patient woman, Joe, but if you can’t embrace the life you said you wanted, your wife will move on.”</p><p>Joe felt an unexpected sense of panic as he considered the notion that his wife might leave him.</p><p>“Do you really think she’d do that?” he asked.</p><p>“It’s a lot of work to dominate a man,” Mistress LaCroix said. “Most men that claim to be submissive don’t realize that, in large part because they tell themselves that their wives or girlfriends are having just as much fun as they are. That work can be worth it, but the value comes from the submissive being well-behaved and putting in the same level of effort. At the moment, you’re not doing that, Joe. You’re making your wife work more than she needs to and if you continue to do that, she’s going to leave you.”</p><p>Joe thought of the many frustrated looks he’d seen on his wife’s face over the past few weeks, of the genuine anger she’d experienced when he’d gotten angry about the lack of control he had over his orgasms. He regretted all of it, largely because he knew he wasn’t being the slightest bit submissive when he complained about not being let out of his chastity device when he desired it.</p><p>“Your wife would like you to return home,” Mistress LaCroix said. “She and Antonio will be in your bed. Remember, you’re a submissive. Your life’s goal is to enhance your wife’s pleasure.”</p><p><br></p><p>“Welcome home,” Alyssa said as Joe stepped into the bedroom.</p><p>She was in bed with Antonio, just as Mistress LaCroix had said she would be.</p><p>“Remove your clothing, please,” she said.</p><p>Joe stripped as his wife and her lover watched. He felt overwhelmingly self-conscious, especially when he pulled down his underwear and exposed his locked cock as both Alyssa and Antonio smiled.</p><p>“Did you have a good session with Mistress LaCroix?” Alyssa asked.</p><p>“I did. Thank you for sending me to her,” Joe replied. “I’m sorry for the way I behaved this week. I’m sorry that I’ve been so slow to learn that my submission means giving up control of the things I want control over.”</p><p>“Come here,” Alyssa said as she reached out.</p><p>Joe approached the bed and she took his locked cock in her hand and ran her fingers over the device.</p><p>“I want a submissive husband,” she said. “I didn’t know I wanted that when this started, but Mistress LaCroix showed me the overwhelming joy of being a dominant wife to a well-behaved submissive husband. I want you to be that, Joe. I need you to be that. Can you be that for me?”</p><p>He nodded and said, “Yes, I can. I will.”</p><p>“Are you willing to prove it?” she asked.</p><p>Joe nodded and Alyssa smiled and spread her legs. He looked between them and saw how wet and puffy her pussy looked. She’d clearly been fucked, and likely with some force.</p><p>“I want you to prove your devotion as my cuckold,” Alyssa said as she reached down and spread her pussy lips. “I want you to crawl between my legs and clean Antonio’s cum out of my pussy.”</p><p>Joe wanted to express the instant sense of outrage he felt. He wanted to demand that Antonio leave the house. He wanted to rail about how only he was allowed to cum inside her because he was her husband.</p><p>He squashed all of those impulses as the lesson Mistress LaCroix had taught him took over. He wasn’t in charge anymore. His wife was. If Alyssa wanted Antonio to cum inside her, that was her right.</p><p>“Are you a good submissive, Joe?” Alyssa asked. “Are you going to clean Antonio’s cum from your wife’s pussy?”</p><p>Joe nodded and Alyssa spread her legs. He moved to the foot of the bed and crawled towards her pussy. He saw a stream of Antonio’s cum leaking from her. It looked thick and creamy as he laid on his stomach.</p><p>“Do it,” Alyssa said. “Show me how devoted you are. Show me that you’re a good submissive.”</p><p>Joe took a deep breath and pressed his lips against his wife’s pussy. He extended his tongue and almost immediately pulled back the moment he tasted the other man’s cum. It was overwhelmingly salty and a touch bitter.</p><p>“You’ll get used to the taste,” Alyssa said with a laugh.</p><p>Joe heard the unsaid subtext. The creampie in front of him wasn’t the last he’d be cleaning. There was something about that knowledge that made it easier to do what his wife wanted of him. He would have to get used to the taste. He had no choice.</p><p>Joe returned to her pussy. He put his tongue inside her. He bathed his taste buds in another man’s semen. While he did, Alyssa and Antonio kissed. Joe looked up and saw his wife’s eyes closed as her mouth opened to welcome her lover’s tongue. He saw Antonio’s hand move over Alyssa’s chest to play with her breasts. He saw his wife reach up to caress her lover’s face and pull him even closer. He saw his wife get lost in her desire for another man and it filled him with the kind of angst he’d come to understand was quite common for a cuckold.</p><p>Joe swallowed Antonio’s cum as he watched his wife kiss the other man. He pushed his tongue back inside her and found more thick semen as arousal spread through his body. He felt an unexpected sense of freedom and wondered if it was simply because he’d made the decision to submit in that moment. Was it that simple? Could he really experience the kind of submissive joy that he’d always dreamed about if he simply gave up all sense of control?</p><p>“Will you fuck me while my husband watches?” Alyssa asked as she wrapped her fingers around Antonio’s cock and slowly stroked him.</p><p>“Of course,” he replied.</p><p>“Are you finished, Joe? Have you cleaned all of Antonio’s cum from my pussy?” Alyssa asked as she turned her gaze to her cum eating husband.</p><p>“I think so, yes,” he said.</p><p>“Am I still wet?” she asked. “Will Antonio’s cock be able to slide into my pussy with ease?”</p><p>Joe nodded.</p><p>“Would you like to watch me cuckold you? Would you like to watch my lover’s beautiful cock fill me? Would you like to watch another man make me cum?” Alyssa asked as her fingers continued to move up and down Antonio’s thick shaft.</p><p>Joe felt pleasure vibrating through his body as Alyssa’s sensual delivery of those particularly naughty words lured him into a state of submissive bliss.</p><p>“Yes, I want to watch,” he said.</p><p>“Prove it,” Alyssa said. “Come suck on Antonio’s balls. Wrap those little lips of yours around his testicles and suck. Suck like a good submissive cuckold. Show me that you’re going to be good for me. Show me that you’re willing to do whatever I want, even if you’re not particularly interested.”</p><p>Antonio smiled and spread his legs, drawing Joe’s gaze between them. An array of conflicting emotions battled for dominance in Joe’s head and for a few moments it left him paralyzed as he remained between his wife’s legs.</p><p>“Don’t disappoint me, Joe,” Alyssa said. “Be the husband you say you want to be. Be the husband I need you to be. Suck Antonio’s balls. Show me that you only care about my pleasure. Show me that you can be a real submissive.”</p><p>Joe slowly moved between Antonio’s parted legs. He crawled forward and dropped onto his stomach once more. He studied the hairy, wrinkled flesh of the other man’s balls for a few moments before opening his mouth, closing his eyes, and doing as his wife desired.</p><p>“There you go,” Alyssa said. “That’s how a good submissive behaves. Good submissives earn rewards, too, and when Antonio is done satisfying me I’m going to make sure you receive a reward. For now, keep sucking.”</p><p>The taste was unpleasant. There was no escaping it. Antonio’s balls were sweaty and hairy and sucking them proved to be fairly unpleasant. That didn’t stop Joe from doing it, though. His wife’s sweet words filled him with submissive lust and Joe doubled his efforts, moving from one testicle to the other and swirling his tongue around the soft flesh to offer whatever pleasure he could to Antonio.</p><p>“That’s good,” Alyssa said. “You may watch him fuck me from your knees.”</p><p>Joe released Antonio’s testicles from the tight grasp of his lips and slid out of the bed to fall to his knees. He watched his wife climb on top of her lover and sink her pussy down onto his bare cock. He listened to her immediate, intense moans of pleasure as Alyssa pursued the sexual satisfaction she craved. He sank deeper into his submission.</p><p>Joe resolved to be better for his wife. He resolved to give himself to the process he’d begun. He resolved to be the submissive she needed him to be. He resolved to embrace the joys and weather the frustrations. He resolved to make his wife happy above all else.</p><p>“Joe, sweetheart, would you like to worship my ass while I ride Antonio’s cock?” Alyssa asked.</p><p>Joe smiled as he wondered if this was his reward.</p><p>“I would,” he said.</p><p>“You may do so,” she replied.</p><p>Joe crawled into the bed, spread his wife’s ass cheeks, and went to work as the joy of submission coursed through him.</p>