1 comments/ 36698 views/ 7 favorites Wife Becomes Bitch By: Intercontinental "This is a true story of my T journey. If you want to start from the start, try "The Odyssey", "The Odyssey Ch2","Becoming a wife" "Being a Wife" and "Lucy Learns More". Each story is self-contained and is an erotic vignette in itself. But fellow t girls may want to see how it all began." * Lucy had settled into domestic life and was quite enjoying it. Her "husband" Brian was now taking her out with him on trips. He was quite insistent on what she should wear, but she didn't mind. She thought back to when she had first started dressing. How she had dressed to please herself. It seemed like a long time ago. Now she had to dress as Brian wished. Black high heeled courts, barely black lace top stockings, smart grey pencil skirt with matching jacket and a pink blouse. He loved the way that the outline of her black bra was almost visible through the thin material of the blouse. That was how he wanted her today. As they walked along he would hold her hand, like a father holding his daughter's hand. Offering protection and love, but in return for obedience. She got a kick from knowing that Brian knew what she was wearing under her skirt. He knew the lace tops of the stockings she was wearing were rasping together, he knew that the silky lace of her black panties was only a few centimetres above those stocking tops. She had drunk far too much wine at lunch, and as they left to go home he had placed his hand across her ass as they left the restaurant, patting it. It was affectionate, it also sent a message to all around, "that ass is mine to fuck", and to her it was a reminder of who was in charge. When they got home she took off her jacket, and made to go to the lounge. "Where do you think you are going?" Brian rapped. He took her by the hand and led her upstairs, and in an alcohol induced haze they slumped to the bed, grappling, groping and kissing. His tongue crudely invaded her mouth. How she longed for his cock to do the same. She kicked off her shoes as they wrestled on the bed, with her fighting a losing battle, he got behind her and rucked up her skirt with one hand, tearing down her panties with the other, then discarding them. "Lie flat face down on the bed" he commanded. She did. In a lustful frenzy she watched as he hurriedly undressed, and then pressed himself onto her. She felt the rigid meat of his cock made slippery by a mass of precum sliding around the crack in her ass. She surrendered to the inevitable. Brian put his arm around her neck. He pulled her head back and whispered in her ear as he buried his cock deep into her hole, probing, pushing. "Slut" he said. His thrusts were deep and he was moaning as he worked her over.You need cock don't you?Need it more than I do.You live to get fucked like this now ,don't you?" "You like being my little bitch don't you?" he asked."I want an answer from you." "Wh..what do you mean?" she mumbled. She could feel herself turning red,embarrassed by his questions as they lay there having sex. "You KNOW what I mean. You need to be submissive. You need to feel a man running your life.You need a man to fuck you. I can't believe it took me so long to figure you out, but I guess that only happens when you live full time as man and wife". Brian's fucking was picking up speed. He was pounding her as he spoke into her ear. "You are a real bitch at heart.You need to get fucked good and hard.You need to be the willing wife because that is where your heart and head are at." He flipped Lucy over on the bed and was gazing down at her as he placed his cock at the entrance to her ass again. He just held it there staring at her. "I'm right aren't I? " he asked. He just kept his cock ready, pulsing at the entrance to her hole, and she wanted him back inside her,but she didn't want to admit what she felt to him. She liked the way things were. "I thought you were just a good time girl, but you have been holding back on me all this time. It took me a while to figure it out, but I did. You can't ever decide shit,you always are letting others tell you what to do, and it just took me a while because,I figured you couldn't really be as much ofa pussy as all that."Brian just smiled.It wasn't his usual smile it was a smile like he had finally sussed her out. "Say it, Lucy," Brian told me. "Tell me it's true, that you need my dick. That you need to get fucked, that you are my bitch" She was shaking as he began to poke at her hole, just teasing it, shoving his dickhead in, then pulling it out, just opening her up enough to slip his cock in then pulling it back out again. In and out, teasing her, her head turning back and forth in expectation. Lucy had been ready to be his wife, it was what she had craved, but subtly Brian was moving things along a step. A wife was in a relationship which offered some balance, a bitch was simply a fuck toy to be used and abused. But maybe that was the way that Brian wanted his wife? Brian just kept smiling as he teased her hole. Her head was saying hold on, but her heart was telling her to acquiesce. "Say it, come on, say it and you'll get your fuck." Somewhere from her mouth she heard the words tumble out. "I'm your bitch, please fuck me," it was a whisper at first. Then she said it again. "Please fuck me. Make me your bitch." "Good girl," Brian smiled and drove into her, fucking her hard, making her his bitch ... *** Lucy's head swam, she must have passed out with the drink and the post coital relief. But she did not know for how long. Brian handed her a glass of water. Her ass felt like it had been screwed by a baseball bat. "You are such a good girl," Brian said to her in his soothing voice."You liked being the bitch for me didn't you?" Lucy nodded. "You have always been a good girl. You tried being something else you weren't, but really you are a good girl, a good bitch," Brian explained to her. "It has always been your place, hasn't it? To be such a good girl, a good wife and follow orders." His statements and questions needed no response. It was all true. She nodded again, and felt so relaxed realizing that all her dreams and memories told her the same thing. She was a good girl. She liked following orders and that is what she did best. "You are so relaxed and happy knowing these things aren't you? So relaxed and happy to realize that everything you have done with men is because you are a good wife. A good girl. You just needed someone to help you place all of these memories in the proper setting for you to understand,Lucy. You KNOW these things are real, you KNOW that these experiences have been good, because they made you who you are today, don't you?" "Yes " Lucy said slowly. "I know you're right." "That's right, you are happy and more satisfied knowing these things. You are a girl, Lucy. And you are my wife and bitch. A bitch serves men. You can accept these things about yourself because they make you most happy and most satisfied. When you accept the truth, and serve a man and let him be in charge you are the happiest and most satisfied." Brian got up from the bed. He was naked. His cock was pointing directly at her, hard and fat. "What do you want bitch?" he asked. "What do you need that will make you happy?" She stammered, "T..t..to serve you and your needs, Brian." "Good girl. You may suck on it now, bitch." She moved quicker than she ever thought she could . She devoured his cock into her mouth and she heard him sigh as she swallowed his cock all the way until her lips tasted the sweat from his crotch, and his balls pressed against her chin. The delicate material of her pink blouse brushed against Brian's strong, muscular, hairy legs as she lapped at his cock and balls. "You are such a good wife. You know what makes a man happy. You know what your purpose is. Such a good girl. You have a mouth like a pussy. So warm and wet, bitch. Work your throat on my cockhead, girl. Come on, take all of it." Brian grabbed the back of her head and began pumping long strokes into her throat. She had no problem taking him and could take his cock deep. He was pulling all the way out and long strands of her saliva from deep in her throat were emerging from her mouth before he would grab her head and force it back down again on his cock.It wasn't a blow job, it was a mouth fuck. He pulled his dick out with his hand and slapped her face with it smearing the saliva all over her face before shoving it back again into her throat. He cleared his own throat and spat on her when she looked up at him and saw his blue eyes focused intently on her. But she wasn't shocked. She could do nothing but let his spit run down her face because she was a bitch, his bitch, and this was natural for her. She knew it deeply now and everything he was saying and doing felt completely right for her. She had never felt more satisfied than at this very moment. "You are such a good cocksucker, bitch. You need to know how good this feels so you can do it for every man that wants to use your hole. You suck cock so well, bitch. Such a good wife." Brian's cock was all slimy when he pulled it from her mouth. She whimpered when he didn't place it back this time. "Show me your pussy, bitch. Such a good girl to show a man her pussy. Turn around and show me your fuckhole, girl." . "Such a nice hole," he stated simply. Brian kneeled behind her and lined up his cock at her hole. "What is a pussy for, bitch?" he asked. "To fuck Sir, to be used for your pleasure," the words streamed from her mouth without hesitation, from somewhere deep in my mind. "Please fuck my pussy Sir, I need it." "Such a good girl,such a good wife. You remember now what you are for. You know now that you are to be used by men for their pleasure. It is part of you and you accept this now. You are happier than ever before because you recognize this bitch. You do not want to fight the truth any longer Lucy. You know only by accepting the truth will you receive the happiness and satisfaction a wife can receive in life" Brian was right, she knew. He slowly slipped the full length of his cock into her. "Fuck you are a good hole, girl. Such a tight cunt on you, but you took it no problem at all because this is what you are made for. Good wife. This is what makes you a good girl." Lucy felt so proud that she was making Brian happy. It was so thrilling inside her to feel his cock there and to hear from him that she was a good bitch. Brian began fucking her, slowly at first but he built up speed. He was pounding her pussy hard. He pulled all the way back and shoved all the way back in. Lucy could feel and hear his balls slapping her ass as he made use of her cunt for his pleasure. She smiled as he held her head down with one hand and supported himself on top of he. She could feel the shudder of his body as he slammed into her repeatedly. Before she knew it his cock suddenly got harder, his body clenched, and he began flooding her with his spunk. "I am breeding you bitch. Your pussy is now mine. I am giving you my seed and you will carry it with you always now. I will always be part of your dna now bitch. Such a good bitch letting me breed you." He collapsed on top of her and lay there for a long time. She could feel his still hard cock inside her, not deflating at all, and hear his rapid heart beat. He began whispering in her ear. "You needed that bitch. You needed to know you are a breeding hole. A good girl, because a good girl needs a good breeding. You need to know that a man can take what he wants from you and ultimately that is what you are for in this world. A good fuck, a good pussy. Don't ever forget that bitch. Of all the things you learn from me, that is most important. You understand me?" "Yes Sir, I understand." "Good girl. You are such a good wife. Every time you hear these words you will remember your place, your role and your need to serve men. Not just me, but all men, just as you have always done, bitch, just as how you will always do now, girl. All those men in your life used you because they KNEW you were a bitch at heart. It shows on you Lucy and there is nothing you can do to change it. You are such a good slut. You are sleepy, but you will remember now, all the dreams, all the past events in your life and you will connect them together, because they lead to the ONE reason you are here, to serve men. You will remember now this event, you will remember all the lessons we have been working on because you can handle it now. You know who and what you are. You are a good girl, a good bitch, and your place is to serve all men." And with that he picked up a robe and headed for the shower room. Lucy sat up and shimmied out of her crumpled skirt. She could feel Brian's spunk oozing out of her. And it was true. She now accepted that her role in life was to please men, and if Brian wanted her to please other men, to please him, she would. She reached over to get some perfume, to mask the musky smell of sex which hung heavy in the air. And wondered where this would lead to next.