Betrayed by Her

I am surprised when Her husband answers the door and mumble hello awkwardly as He smirks at my discomfort. "Come on in," He offers expansively letting me in the door. He stands close while I shut the door steadily forcing me into the corner. "She told me about you," He whispers.

"Huh," I grunt not wanting to believe what He just said.

"She told me about you," He says again laughing cruelly. I look at Him until His harsh stare forces me to look away. "Everything," He declares triumphantly, stressing again, "Everything."

My heart sinks into my churning stomach as I mumble weakly, "Everything?"

"Oh yes," He gloats, "Everything!"

"Oh god," escapes like a whimper from my lips and when His hand grasps my arm my knees buckle.

"Hold on Sissibitch, strip first," He smirks pushing me into the corner. I am stunned that She has given Him my name, then angry at the betrayal. I look up to protest but the look in His eyes drains any such thought away. Slowly I start to strip trying to prolong the moment of dread.

"Hurry," He snarls maliciously. "Oh yeah," He chortles as I drop my trousers to reveal the ruffled powder blue panties She had only just given me that morning.

I feel my face flush red with embarrassment as He hoots, "I don't believe it! What a pathetic fuck. Look at yourself," He commands pushing in front of the hall mirror. But I can't. I feel sick. "Look I said," He growls grasping my hair and pulling my head up. A tear slips down my cheek as I look at the ridiculous fool in the fluffy blue panties.

"Yeah you should be ashamed of yourself," He whispers meanly. "Fucking sissy. Eh? You a fucking sissy faggot Bitch?" He snarls curling His lip.

I almost mumble no but it comes out as a whiny moan.

"Oh yeah got ourselves here a fucking sissy faggot" He spits harshly grasping my arm in a firm hard grip. "Sissy faggots belong on their knees bitch," shaking me, "Now you stupid fuck, KNEEL!!"