Danielle & the Blustery Day

by Danielle Gee

 

It started out as a normal day…….mid December and the winds blowing off Lake Michigan were howling outside our windows. Winter came early in northern Illinois, and this year was no exception. I gave an involuntary shiver as I pulled off the blankets and reached for my warm robe. It had been a Christmas present from Kathi last year and was greatly appreciated on mornings such as this. Slipping my feet into my old mules, I turned and looked at my beautiful wife. I tiptoed out of the bedroom, and went to prepare breakfast.

After using the bathroom I hurried downstairs, turning the thermostat up as I passed by. Opening the front door, I reached out for the morning paper and was nearly blown over by a gust of icy wind and snow. "Wooo" I thought, "I'm glad I don't have to go out in this weather today!!!!

I started the coffee pot and went back upstairs for my morning ritual. Kathi liked me to have a fresh scrubbed look, with minimal makeup in the mornings. So I merely washed my face, brushed my teeth, and applied a bit of eyeliner and lipstick. Running a brush thru my hair and giving myself a tiny dab of perfume completed my routine. Now I was ready to face the world (well face Kathi at least)

Going back down to the kitchen, I put an English muffin in the toaster and poured her a cup of steaming hot coffee. I placed it and the newspaper on a breakfast tray, and waited for the toaster to pop. Spreading the muffin with my homemade strawberry jam, I headed back upstairs to wake up my lover.

"Mmmmm" she said "you smell yummy this morning….Is that a new perfume'? …"No" I pouted…."It's the same perfume I've been wearing for over a year now…Honestly Kathi….Sometimes you're as clueless as a man"

"Well, I like it, so climb up in bed and give me some loving "…."Oh no" I laughed…."You're not fooling me this time"……."You get me all hot and bothered, then you have your way with me, then you tell all the office girls that I made you late to work"

Kathi laughed and said "My next wife is going to be a lot more obedient, maybe I'll spank her plump ass when she denies me" …… "That ought to keep things more normal around here!! "

"Normal" I smiled "What's not normal?........A real estate baroness married to a sissy man, a man who has been feminized and filled with hormones till he can't remember being anything else. Probably four or five other families like us in this block alone. And besides, you've been threatening to spank me for years and haven't followed through yet"!!!

"Well, keep up your unruly behavior, and you get one soon enough" Reaching for the paper she looked at me sternly and said: "Dani, you've blown your chance now…. I love you…..but I'm out of the mood for sex now and your begging couldn't change my mind…….I'm not going to fuck you till I'm good and ready, so you might as well quit pestering me and go downstairs to watch TV"

Laughing at her pretend sternness, I went downstairs ………"Oh. By the way" she yelled…"Thanks for the breakfast"

 

I was curled up on the couch, drinking coffee and watching the weather channel when I heard the garage door go up and her BMW start remotely. It wasn't long till I heard her footsteps on the stairs.

She looked stunning in her form-fitting Armani suit, and tasteful jewelry. Her make up was perfect and her short hair was spiked. She'd dyed it red a few weeks ago, and she actually looked a little like Sid Vicious.

Another jarring note was her stocking clad feet incased in a pair of combat boots. She had sensibly chosen to wear them and carry her spike-heeled pumps. Noticing the bemused look on my face she said "Don't want to fall down and bruise this beautiful ass….do I?"

"You didn't seem to worry about bruising my beautiful ass when you were threatening to spank me earlier" I shot back.

Laughing heartily, she got her coat out of the hall closet and wrapped it around her. She picked up her briefcase and walked toward me. Giving me a hug and a kiss she said "Keep that ass warm for me, because I'm going to want to use it immediately upon my arrival back home"

Rubbing my long fingernails down her cheek, I gave her a peck on the cheek and said "Don't worry darling…..You always keep my oven turned up on HIGH!!

"I should be early, about seven' she said and walked out into the howling snowstorm.

After washing the breakfast dishes, I walked upstairs to get dressed. Just looking through the window at the storm outside made me cold. So after putting on a bra and panties, I looked for a pair of warm socks to pull over my painted toenails. Next I looked for my favorite "staying home" outfit…….Old sweatpants from my male days and a sweatshirt from my alma mater "South High". I usually wore a variation of this outfit during the daytime, changing right before Kathi arrived home.

The house is large, but there are several rooms that aren't used except on special occasions. I keep the housework caught up, and generally speaking there are seldom any more then three or four hours required to keep the laundry up and make the house look spiffy!!

I do however, put a lot of effort in to having a nice hot meal waiting for my wife upon her arrival. Her office is in the city, and it's about an hours drive during the evening rush. She always called when she got to the car, and this allowed me to time the meals to coincide with her arrival at our home.

I had decided to serve thinly sliced prime rib this evening with new red potatoes and string beans. After putting the beef slices into marinade and cleaning the potatoes' and beans, I went down to the basement for a bottle of wine. Looking at my watch I thought "Hmmmm Four o'clock……three hours till she arrives….Plenty of time.

Arranging the centerpiece, setting the table, and looking after some small details took another forty-five minutes, so I put the beef on the stove and poured the marinade over it to simmer for awhile. Then I put the vegetables on the burner so I'd just have to turn them on at the proper time.

I now had about two hours to get ready for Kathi's arrival and finish the meal. Unbeknownst to her I had a big surprise waiting, and was Friday it seemed like as good a time to spring it on her. I was going to be "Donna Reed" tonight….. I'd been planning and purchasing clothes, shoes and other items for weeks. I had bought a 1950's "Happy homemaker" dress from a seller on E-Bay a couple of week ago. It was perfect, a shirtwaist, and creamy white with dainty pink floral pattern. It had a form fitting top, long sleeves, and a very full skirt. Best of all, it came with a wide self-fabric belt that was almost like a waist cincher. I had tried it on to make sure it fit, but had yet to wear the complete outfit.

I had also purchased a "50's" style pink lycra, long-line bra with the obligatory "Torpedo" cups…..Seamed stockings to attach to the bras built in garters seemed like a good idea too!

Of course a set of four inch bone-colored pumps were part of the plan along with a pair of briefs….This was kind of and inside joke for Kathi because the pink ones had "Friday" embroidered. Friday was the day she asked me to the Prom, and I was sure she'd make the connection.

But the petticoat…….How can I describe the petticoat?........It was advertised to have 100 yards of material……Well I didn't measure it, but there was a lot !!!

After soaking in a scented bath for twenty minutes or so, I climbed out and wrapped myself in a fluffy towel. After patting myself dry, I stood in front of the mirror and studied my body closely …….Hmmm "not bad for a thirty-something"……The hormones have done their job well…..nice breasts (skimpy C cup)…..waist had reduced to around twenty-seven inches…..Hips around 38 (ok, I'm not perfect)…….I fit nicely into a Misses size 8 or 10. My useless penis and testicles were all but invisible now spending most of their time almost completely retreated into my body cavity.

Kathi once teased me and said "It's a good thing you sit to pee now…….'Cause you sure couldn't grab that thing and aim it". "Very funny" I said….."If you ever fail in real estate, you can make a new career as a comic"

Going into the bedroom, I quickly donned my bra and put on my stockings. Laying back on the bed I began working some KY warming oil into my anus….Kathi likes for me to wear a butt-plug during the evening…..it keeps me loosened up and makes our sex a lot less painful. I pick one from the drawer of the night stand and slowly inserted it into my anus. It never ceased to amaze me how often I could do this and it still felt like it was splitting me in half!!! It soon popped in, and with a gasp I stood back up. I shuddered involuntarily……I really loved this sensation!!!! I then stepped into the panties pulling them "over" my garter straps…."Hmmm" I thought, "I may have to get them off in a hurry'!!!

No time to dawdle now!!!!.....I put on my shoes and rushed back downstairs to turn on the veggies and check the meat…….Everything was looking good, so I rushed back upstairs to finish dressing.

I was just buttoning my dress when the telephone rang……"It's me luv……I'll be leaving here within five minutes…" Need anything?.....What's for supper?"

"Hamburger Helper and Kool-Aid" I said with a snort……"I've been feeling kind of "hormonal" today and didn't feel like cooking, cleaning, or even getting dressed for that matter"…."I think I'm getting my period". (I could barely keep from laughing)

"Well I don't know about your period, but it sounds like you may be getting that spanking sooner than you think"….I'll see ya in an hour"

"Wow" I said "Just enough time" I began applying my make up, I was using some old movie magazines from the 50's for inspiration. It was mostly my normal evening makeup with just "more of it". Large ivory button earrings and a single strand of pearls completed the 50's look.

I decided to comb my hair out and apply lipstick and perfume after dinner was on the table, but just before I made my "entrance". I pulled the petticoat up under my dress and over my hips….WOW!!!! this had to be the most girlie thing I'd ever worn……It made the bottom of my dress about 6 feet in diameter. "Did women in the fifties actually wear these everyday?"......If so, I'll bet Donna and Alex were doing more fucking then we would imagine. Speaking for myself, it increased my "horniness" level up by a factor of ten!!!

 

I had just finished draining the veggies and turning the heat off under the meat when I heard Kathi's car in the driveway. Running back upstairs to finish dressing I soon heard her key in the door.

"Hey honey I'm home" she cried

. "How appropriate" I thought…."She sounds just like "Dr. Stone"……"I'll be down in a minute darling" I cried, "how 'bout fixing us a drink"?

Quickly applying some red lipstick, and daubing some Chanel #5 behind my ears, on my throat, and on my wrists …I ran a brush thru my hair and took one last look in the full length mirror one more time then walked out on the landing to make my entrance.

I must have made quite a picture as I slowly descended the curved staircase…..with my ruby lips, pointed breasts, seamed stockings and a dress that nearly touched both sides of the staircase at once.

"Oh Alex"….I swooned….touching the back of my hand to my forehead…."I'm so glad you're home……."I've had such a dreadful day"……The kids were terrible and I can't do a thing with my hair"

Kathi looked at me as if I had descended in a flying saucer and landed in her front yard………"What the hell" she laughed (slipping into the character of Dr Alex Stone) she said in a low voice..

"I've been up to my elbows in an E-Coli outbreak, and you whine about the kids?...."Have you no shame woman?........"Now lie down and spread your legs".

That was all it took to completely crack me up, and I ran down the last two steps and grabbed her around the neck………Hugging and kissing her I said

"I'm so glad you're home from the war Ashley….I've missed you something fierce"

"Ok" laughed Kathi………"Ok…I give up!!!!....What in the world is going on?" You're Roseanne Barr this morning and Donna Reed when I get home.

"Well you get a gold star next to your name today" I laughed "Donna Reed is exactly who I was going for"…."Besides, I'm a woman now….and women can be whatever they want"……."Now, finish your drink, your supper is getting cold"

 

We played our little game all through dinner and were having great fun with it. Kathi was acting like an important executive (which she really was) and I was acting like a dithery housewife (which I was….sort of). After we finished eating Kathi retired to her den to catch up on some business and I cleaned the kitchen and put the dishes away. I took her a cup of coffee, but she was talking on the telephone and just smiled and blew me a kiss.

About an hour later she reappeared in the kitchen and said "Why don't you fix us a couple of large brandies, and bring them into the family Room?" We can sit in front of the fireplace and "Neck" for awhile" I asked her to go in and light the gas logs, and I'd be along in a minute.

I made a quick stop in the powder room to check and see if I was still together, then I went looking for my wife.

"Danielle" she cooed "Every day you remind me again that I made the right choice in a wife"……Your love and affection for me is apparent in everything you do…… your sense of humor is unlike anyone else's, and I always have a sense of adventure" when you're around"…Sliding forward in her chair, she said "Come here and give your daddy a hug"

"Oh Kathi "I sighed, then made the mistake of leaning over her to put the brandy glasses down. As I bent over she grabbed me and bent me over her lap. Holding my head down, she pulled my dress and petticoat over my head, then with the other hand pulled down my panties baring my "plugged" bottom.

As I was playfully kicking my legs and squealing like a little girl, she reached down in the cushion of her chair and pulled out an evil looking object. It was a leather covered paddle about a foot long and four or five inches wide. The sight of it caused me considerable consternation. It looked like it would hurt….A LOT!!!

As if reading my mind Kathi laughed and said "The guy at the sex shop said it would make a loud slapping sound, but would only hurt a little"……."Of course that would also depend on how hard one is hit with it'………"Hmmmm" she said evilly…"You've been kind of whiney lately"

"Oh Kathi" I whined "don't hurt me"…."I'll be a good girl from now on"

"It's too late to beg now" she said as she laid the first of about 15 hard slaps on my ass…The man at the store was correct., it made more noise than real pain. It did hurt enough that I was crying real tears after she was finished. I would hate to be on the receiving end of this if she was really mad at me. So in a way I guess it served its purpose.

"That was fun" said Kathi as I gingerly sat down next to her and sipped my Brandy….."You smell great tonight Dani" she whispered in my ear, gently nibbling my earlobe, "How about you and I going upstairs and consummating our marriage"?

"We've already consummated our marriage silly, but maybe we'd better do it again just to make sure …" why don't you go on up and get your shower, and I'll rinse out these glasses, lock up the house, and be up in a few minutes.

 

I could hear Kathi in the shower in her bathroom as I removed my clothes. I hated taking them off, and I hoped to wear them again soon. Pulling off my panties, I turned and looked into the full length mirror on the back of the closet door; my plump bottom looked like it had been sprayed with red paint. "Wow" I thought "another first….Spanked by my own wife" ….And I liked it!!!

Quickly removing my remaining clothes, I scrubbed off my makeup and cleansed my face. After brushing my teeth, I donned my negligee and hopped into bed to await Kathi. Hearing the shower turn off, I lay there dozing and thought to myself "This sure is one strange Donna Reed episode"…..I didn't realize it then, but it was about to get much stranger!!!

The bathroom door opened and Kathi walked into the room…..Now let me explain something here… even though she had always presented a feminine image to the world, Kathi had always played the dominant role at home. She had used her femininity to further her career and made mincemeat out of the men with whom she dealt with. But since my transition into her wife, she'd play the male role at home. She would always come to bed wearing some kind of male style Pj's and robe. She always called herself "Daddy" and made all of the decisions normally under the male's control. She usually wore her attachable dildo to bed, and took great delight in fucking my ass till she'd had multiple orgasms. I always played the role of the wife, and never really thought of myself as a lesbian……But that was about to change!!!

So…..the bathroom door opened, and in walked "Bettie Page". My "husband" was wearing a black wig with bangs to her eye brows. She was wearing a black lace demi- bra highlighting her small but beautiful breasts. She had a black lacy garter belt with about six garters…..they were attached to a pair of seamed stockings with at least four inches of lace around the top. Finishing off her outfit was a pair of black patent "fuck-me" pumps that had to have a 5 inch heel. She wore no panties, and the lust-engorged lips of her bald vagina glistened in the dim light of the bedroom.

In her hand she was also holding an object which I later found out was called a "Cat-0-Nine Tails"…. The handle of which was an evil looking black penis about a foot long.

"Hello Danielle" she purred softly "your husband said you may be in the mood to take a walk on the wild side tonight" …."That's why I'm here"……"well" she purred…" Are ya?"

"Yes mistress" I peeped "I'm ready to do whatever you wish"

Sitting down in the wing-back chair in our bedroom she said "Well in that case get your ass out of that bed, come over here, and get on your knees right now" ….."Get your tongue busy working on my pussy, and make it quick"!! She then snapped her whip in the air with an evil crack.

"Yes Mistress Kathi" I whimpered, rushing to kneel at her feet….."Please don't hurt me" (too much I thought to myself)". I then lowered my face to her crotch. Practically burying my face in her sweet pussy I proceeded to lap my tongue up and down the shaved lips and nibble on her engorged clit.

"Oh Dani" she moaned "you know how to get my engine started". This encouragement caused me to re-double my efforts.

She sat on the edge of the chair, with her ass barely perched on its edge, I was on my knees with my face buried in her snatch……."Oh Dani" she panted as her first orgasm approached. ……I merely grunted my response and traced my fingernails along the inside of her stocking covered thigh. My tongue was circling around and around her sweet little clit causing the now familiar "Yes-Yes-Yes" to escape her lips.

Suddenly something new entered the equation!!!!……Something I'd never felt before as the whip cracked down on the small of my back.

"Lick harder you Bitch" hissed Kathi through her teeth. The whacked me again with the whip.

I can't really say it was painful, but I could sure feel it and I sure liked it, and was spurred on and on as the strokes rained down on my back and ass. I was entering an area of my sexuality in which I had no experience…….But I was eager to learn.

Kathi in the meantime, was still perched on the edge of her chair, back arched and her head lying against its top. She was exposing her beautiful neck to me, panting so hard that her engorged nipples were beginning to peek over the cups of her bra. In her right hand was the whip raining blows down on my back with great effect. The nails of her left hand were digging into my right shoulder. "I'll have marks in the morning" I thought.

Licking harder I sensed Kathi approaching her third or fourth orgasm…..Her juices were running out of her sweet vagina so fast now I could barely manage to swallow them.

"OH…..OH……OH…….OH GOD…….OH GOD…..YES…..YES….YES" She panted, forgetting about her whip, she grabbed my shoulders with both hands. I could feel shudder after shudder wrack through her body as she came down from her orgasms….We were both covered with so much sweat we looked like we'd just came out of a rain storm.

She put her arms around me and hugged me for the longest time. Words weren't necessary, I felt safe and protected in her arms. After hugging for a few minutes, I disconnected myself, stood; and headed toward the bathroom.

"Just hold on a goddamned minute young lady…….I never said you were dismissed!!!"

Stunned at her tone, I turned to stare at her, I was feeling kind of nervous now, and had no idea what was going to happen next.

"Yes Kathi" I peeped "I didn't mean to ignore your wishes".

"Don't worry" she sneered "You won't be ignoring them after tonight…..now, take off your nightgown, get up on the bed and spread your arms a grab each side of the headboard". "And" she said in a low voice "If you call me by any name except Mistress Kathi, you're going to feel the paddle again this night"

I leapt onto the bed; hurrying to obey her command, as I lay back she reached into the nightstand drawer and produced a set of spiked leather restraints. They firmly attached my wrists to the headboard with strong Velcro. I was starting to get an uneasy feeling about this scene, but was determined to do as I was told. After all this was one Kathi's ideas and they'd all been good so far!

Leaving my legs free, she climbed into the bed and began kissing my throat and neck. "You didn't think I was going to allow you to go to bed unfulfilled did you? I have some plans for you little girl, so just lie back and enjoy yourself"

Well enjoy myself is exactly what I did. She was kissing and biting my neck and rolling my hard nipples between her thumb and forefinger. Taking one of my earlobes in her teeth I heard her whisper "Are you Kathi's little girl?"

"Yes Mistress Kathi" I panted "I've always been a little girl"

With that, she took one of my erect nipples in her mouth and began sucking it gently. All the while she was caressing the other with the palm of her hand. Then, reaching under the pillow she pulled out another of her purchases at the "Sex" store. It looked like a choker chain for a dog, but with a difference. And what a difference it was….Attached to each end was a nasty looking clamp. It caused me to shiver just to look at it, because even thought I'd never seen one before I could guess it purpose.

"You're going to love this" smiled Mistress Kathi, and without further ado she attached the clamps to my nipples. I swear I felt the pain from my toes to my nose…It was excruciating. Strangely enough, after about a minute or two the pain soon turned to pleasure.

"I'm gonna be soooooo sore in the morning" I thought

In the meantime Mistress Kathi was working her way down my belly licking, biting and pinching all the way. Then she did something that completely surprised me!!! She continued down over my heart-shaped pubic area and began sucking my enlarged "Clit".

Now you could call it a clitoris (but its not)……or you could call it a penis (it's not that either), But what ever term is used doesn't matter. The point is this, it hadn't played a role in our sex life for years and suddenly Kathi had it in her mouth. It was less than two inches long in its present semi-hard condition; but Kathi (Oops Mistress Kathi) wasn't showing any disrespect for it.

Just this act itself was causing me to loose control. I was huffing and puffing…..Panting…..crying……Waves of pleasure and pain were flowing through my body. I felt an orgasm on its way…..That's right, and good old fashioned female orgasm caused by my wife sucking my tiny penis.

Is anyone beginning to get confused by all this yet?....Well not me!!!.....I knew what was going on……Kathi was showing me a new side of our sexuality……The lesbian side!!!

Suddenly my orgasm began to build……Wave after wave of pleasure throbbed my body……My body was covered in slippery sweat and my hair was going in about fourteen different directions. I didn't care….I was totally focused on the pleasure being dealt out by my lovely wife. My arms struggled against her bonds to no avail. My legs were wrapped around Kathi's neck and I was bucking like a rodeo horse.

She was on her knees with her hands cupped around my sore ass….digging her fingernails painfully into my skin. Her lips were wrapped around my penis sucking for all she was worth.

She began pushing my butt plug in and out with the tip of her index finger. In and out it went causing a ripple of pleasure to course through my body. She was rolling my engorged nipple in the fingers of her other hand, and sucking on my tiny penis with her ruby lips.

Then she reached up and yanked off the nipple clamps……I screamed out in pain and lust……I was in a place I'd never been before, and Kathi was showing me the way. I don't think I had ever felt this weak before.

Then, suddenly it was over…..I felt my little penis throbbing and pumping like it used to during my marathon masturbation sessions of my youth. Could it be true, did I still have some vestige of masculinity left in this female shaped body?

As Kathi removed the straps from my wrists, she cuddled of next to me.

"Goodnight Dani" she cooed softly "This has been a great day….I love you"

Giving me a smile she rolled over to go to sleep. She was so spent she hadn't even bothered to remove her costume.

"Kathi" I whispered in a halting tone.

"Yes Dear" she replied. "

"Before…..when you were sucking me……I had an orgasm….Right?"

"Well if you didn't have one, you've mastered the womanly art of faking it" she laughed.

"But I was just wondering" I stammered

"Wondering what"? she asked…."Quit dawdling…I have to get up early in the morning"

"Well ….did I cum"?

She rolled over and looked in my eyes…."You mean cum like a man"?

"Yes" I whispered…..eyes downcast

Taking my chin in her hand, she raised my head, kissed me gently on the lips and said

"Don't go getting all macho on me darling…..It's not your style!!!

The end

  

  

  

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