We moved into a beautiful exclusive gated community in Florida that catered to transvestites and sissies. The house we moved in to was beautiful. My wife was pleased with the landscaping, the layout, furnishings, appliances and the fact that everything seemed so gloriously feminine. The colors and feeling of everything was dainty and artistic including the architecture and signage.  Word spread that if you were a sissy transvestite, this was the place to live.  Our own little fairy world. The professional decorator I hired was definitely a full blown sissy. Showing up in a short sexy pink maids dress each day. I delighted in seeing his ruffled panties, garters & nylons, spiked high heels in view each time he bent over. It was driving me wild. By the time our house was finished, it reeked of womanly touches from the window treatments to the floors & light fixtures it was all so girly. I had a perpetual erection living here. On a few occasions, I found myself on my knees sucking on the sissy's cock. Other times, I had my dick deep up in his ass shooting my load or he was blowing me. I had no sex with my wife other than cleaning her pussy, licking up all the cum after she got laid. My wife loved the fact that I appreciated her beauty and dominance over me. She would have divorced me and left me penniless if I didn't agree to her terms. She was the boss. I dressed her, washed her, served her and was her maid and sissy. Since we got married, I was forbidden to dress in men's clothes. I was hairless. For me, It was exclusively lingerie, dresses and the strictest of female grooming. When I went to bed, she put me in diapers and I remained that way, in wet soaked, soiled diapers well into the next day when she had one of the maids change me. I obeyed her every command. I satisfied her orally after she brought home many black lovers. Totally humiliated, I was made to watch her lie on the bed  with her legs spread and see them ravage her for hours. She often moaned and had orgasm after orgasm. She would tell me my small penis was useless. "Look at the size of this cock, this is a real cock". I had to agree, they were always so big, thick and long. I was jealous. Often I would choke on these large black penises.  She would have glorious sex and then command me to suck and lick their dick clean. I looked forward to the taste of her pussy and the cum covering their cocks. In this development where we lived, we had all the essentials. A dress shop, a dress maker, beauty parlor, a lingerie store, a gay bar, coffee shop, restaurant,  a cosmetics store, a shoe store, a adult novelty store that sold dildos butt plugs and transvestite magazines & books were all within walking distance. All these new acquisitions and activities only became possible because my wife hit the Lotty jackpot. Friends that we had prior our good fortune and the move to Florida knew us as an ordinary couple. Nobody suspected what kinky sexual ptactices we were up to these days. Eventually, old contacts found us and hearing my wife on the phone, I wondered how much she was going to tell them. I soon found out.