A feminized basket ball player

I reluctantly walked out to patio, for once happy about the city regulation that had required me to place a fence around the pool. I was hidden from the view of the neighbors, and in the back of my head I hoped that Jack would some how revert to his old irresponsible ways and not show up to clean the pool as planned.

My wife laid me out on a reclining pool chair and ordered me to spread baby oil over my body so that I would tan quicker and darker. I lay like that in the hot sun, my body greased, the sun beating down on my skin, tanning me except for the small, girlish triangles the bikini hid from view. At one point I tried to roll onto my side to avoid the embarrassing tan lines, and my wife slapped me sharply on the exposed cheek of my ass.

“Its time for you to turn over anyway, I wouldn’t want that cute little ass of your to stay pale.” I was ordered to rub oil on the cheeks of my ass. My wife then forced me to get on my knees and stick my ass cheeks in the air, while pressing my face down against the chair. So the effect of this position was that my back arched and my legs spread a little, forcing my ass in the air so that sun struck it directly. I stayed like that for what seemed like a long time, completely submissive, while my lotioned ass tanned in the sun. My wife took a few more pictures of me like that, and then went to the house to fix herself a drink.”If you have moved a muscle while I’m away, these pictures and the tapes will go out to every last person you have ever known.” She said.