Fully Trained Cuckold

I remember before we got married and I was your special boyfriend. You knew I was a virgin, that I was saving myself for marriage. After our dates we would end up at your house, kissing on the couch. You always wore those tight sweaters. I could see your nipples through them. After a while your skirt would ride up and I could see your panties. You could tell how much I loved looking at your panties because my little dick would get so hard, making a little tent in my jeans.

Then one evening your skirt was up so high and your panties looked so beautiful. You knew how much I wanted to touch them, to feel their soft silky warmth. You sat with your butt and the edge of the cushion spread your legs really wide. You told me to take all my clothes off and kneel between your knees. I quickly obeyed. You said that you knew I was a virgin pantyboy and that’s why you liked me. That you were going to break me in right. You said that I was not allowed to touch you without permission, and I replied, “Yes Ma’am.”

Then you told me to lean forward, to put my lips real close to your panties but not to touch you. Mistress, you smelled so good to me. I had never smelled a woman before. Then you told me to kiss your panties. I kissed and licked your wet panties, and they tasted so good to me. I was so excited that my little cock started shooting cum all over the floor.

This displeased you. Not only had I cum without permission and I had messed up your floor. You said that I needed to learn to control myself. But first I had better clean up my mess. The look in your eyes told me what to do. I bent down on all fours and started licking up my cum. When the floor was clean, I stayed on all fours with my head hung down. I was so sorry that I displeased you.

Then you said, "Good boy. You cleaned your mess up real well. In the future you know that you are not allowed to cum without permission."

"You’re just like a little puppy and while I’m training you we don’t want any accidents, do we?"

“Good, then maybe you need to wear some protection, just in case of accidents. How about a baby diaper or maybe a pair of my old panties?”

“Please, please Ma’am, don’t make me wear a diaper, I would be so embarrassed. I would like to wear your panties if that’s OK.”

You told me to stand up so you could inspect me. I stood close to you, slowly turning around so you could see my naked body. You figured I would wear a size 6 panty and my tiny cock would fit in with