Barbies adventure into the world of cuckolding

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“Well I guess that it’s time we talk about last night, ” Anne interjected, interrupting the silence.

I could feel her eyes peering a hole through me. The pit in my stomach quickly turned into a rock. Tears began to well up in my eyes. I had rehearsed my response several times in my head, but try as I might I could not utter the carefully planned speech.

Distraught, I finally fell to my knees and tearfully pleaded with my wife. “Please, Anne don’t leave me. I promise I will stop. I never do anything like this again. I’ll stop everything, just don’t leave me. I just want things to go back to the way things were before.”

Anne caressed my cheek softly before taking a napkin and cleaning my now running makeup. She helped me to my feet and kissed me softly before silently guiding me by the hand to the living room. She had me sit down on the sofa, before sitting next to me and once again taking my hand in hers.

Anne took a deep breath before she began to respond, ” Dear Barbie, I was afraid you might react this way, especially after me walking in last night on your little performance. I want to ensure you that I have no intention of leaving you. But I also have no intention of things returning to the way they were before.”

I tried to interrupt, but my wife stopped me by placing her finger against my red lips, silencing me further. “It has become quiet clear that you rather enjoy your time as Barbie and your sexy time with Jim. I would never dream of making you give that up since it was me after all that gave you the nudge towards the dark side.” Anne finished that sentence with a little wink that caused me to blush and my caged penis to groan.

“Instead, I believe that I have come up with a solution that will benefit us both. Have you ever heard of cuckolding?” Anne queried.

I tried to further hide my embarrassment as I knew exactly what it was. I knew my wife had been unfaithful in the past, and even though our marriage was a completely “open” relationship, I gave Anne a lot of leeway with her escapades outside of our marriage. I even admit to fantasizing about watching my wife with another man on occasion.

Anne waited patiently for a response to her question. I eventually nodded that I did indeed knew about cuckolding.

Anne smiled as my rather timid response betrayed my true feelings,” Great then I won’t have to explain then.” She gave me a rather condescending pat on the leg before continuing on. “So you will continue exploring your feminine side further, with my gentle and firm guidance as your Mistress. I will begin cucking you with other men as I see fit as part of your training. Jim will continue to help you explore your sissy sexuality further.”

My then lifted my chin so that she could look into my eyes and then asked,” how does that sound.” I shrugged my shoulders before managing to stammer, “do I have a choice?”

“No sweet girl,” Anne responded, “it’s either this or we go our separate ways.”

“Ok,” I replied as I managed to force a smile to my face.

Anne’s face lit up before bringing her face and kissing me. After breaking the kiss she excitedly said, ” it makes me so happy you are on board. I love you Barbie!”

“I love you too,” I replied.

Anne stood up and helped me to my feet as well. She then motioned to the numerous shopping bags that crowded the entrance way. “Could you be a dear and put all of those into the spare bedroom, I don’t really have time to deal with those seeing as that we will have company soon.”

Anne then grabbed a shopping bag and headed off to our bedroom.

I began to gather up the bags before stopping myself, “wait did she say company!?!”

I quickly cleared the entryway of the spoils of my wifes shopping spree and finished tidying up the dining room, when the familiar ding dong of the doorbell startled me.

“Barbie, could you get that. I’m not quite ready,” my wife shouted from the bedroom.

I tried to quickly gather myself, before crossing the distance from the dining room to our entryway. I took a deep breath and opened the door. To my surprise, Jim was standing there.

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