Part IIB of IV - Old Friends - New Masters
Part IIB of IV - Old Friends - New Masters
REVIEW - The preceding section of Part II of this continuing story ended with sissy francine having finished her dinner service was now being displayed to her Master's guests.
As soon as I came within an arm's length of Master Jack, he placed his palms under each cup of my bra and began pawing and squeezing their contents.
"I'll be a son-of-a-bitch if they don't feel just like a broad's tits. This I have got to see!", he said as he pulled my bra straps off my shoulders and yanked the bra cups down. "Look at the size of them, Gloria. They are almost as large as yours", he said as he continued to feel and play with my now naked breasts, "You are right, darling and the little slut has such lovely big nipples too. Let's see how sensitive they are", Mistress Gloria said as she began to pinch each nipple between her thumb and index finger. A smile spread across her face as I began to moan as she applied more and more pressure to the tender buds. My Master's reaction to my painful cries was instant. Slapping me hard on each cheek, he said, "Shut up bitch! Embarrass me again and I will whip your titties bloody." "Oh, I'd just love to see that", Mistress Gloria replied, smiling even more
Shortly thereafter I was ordered to return to my prior position, but was only allowed to replace one of my breasts into my bra cup while leaving the other "on display" as they called it. My Master then gave the order which I dreaded the most, that being to pull down my panties so that everyone could see my little "sissy clitty". No sooner had I obeyed then everyone began to laugh as I stood blushing with shame. "My God, its only three inches long", Master Jack said with scorn. "No you are wrong Jack. It is only two and a half inches", chuckled Mistress Jennifer to which everyone laughed even harder. "That is another effect of the hormones she has been taking. They seem to inflate her breasts on the one hand but deflates her little "wee-wee tube" as we refer to it, at the same time. Kind of like a give and take proposition. Although on rare occasions it may grow a little larger and get somewhat firm, usually it stays as limp and small as a worm. Even before the hormone treatments, it NEVER measured up to what anyone would call 'manly'. It is really of no consequence now however since its only function is as a conduit for her urine. When it comes to any sexual activities, she is always the 'fuckee' rather than the 'fucker' so it really doesn't matter how tiny her 'sissy clitty' may be."
"Tell our guests how we intend to enhance the little whore's femininity tomorrow, honey", my Master said. "Well francine doesn't know it yet, but she has an appointment tomorrow with a Doctor for a little corrective surgery on her sissy clitty." Seeing the panic in my eyes, she said, "No baby you are not going to be castrated, although that is still an option if you continue to be naughty and disobedient. Instead tomorrow your little wee wee tube is 'just' going to be placed in a permanent 'Frenum Chastity Devise' that is guaranteed to prevent it from ever growing or erecting again."
"Pardon my ignorance", Mistress Gloria said, "But how is that possible and how does it work, Jennifer?" "It is really quite simple. First the loose skin on the under side of francine's clitty will be stretched out and pierced with a thick needle just behind its head. This creates two parallel holes in the skin through which a thin metal rod is threaded through one, extending under the skin and out the other side. Although it doesn't go through the organ's meat, it does press against it under the skin. Next a stainless steel sleeve is squeezed down its shaft and covers about 75% of it, leaving the head just about the only area uncovered. Two small holes, only slightly larger than the diameter of the rod, on the underside of the sleeve, allow the rod to fit through them. Finally, two small metal balls containing permanent glue are screwed on the ends of the rod, thus holding everything in place. Once affixed, there is no way it can be removed without mutilating 'you know what'. It is fitted in such a manner that anytime our little slut has naughty thoughts that may prompt a physical reaction, the pressure of the tight sleeve and strategic positioning of the rod, will cause enough pain to make her quickly stop having those improper ideas. I've seen some sleeves that are really works of art with all kinds of pictures engraved on them. But we are going to keep francine's rather plain in keeping with her position. However, it will feature small metal rings located on its top and bottom about mid way down. This will permit us to attach a leach to his sissy clitty to lead her, or to tether her in place when she is being punished, or as a means to tie her little wee wee tube back tightly between her legs so that her panties and skirts are always femininely smooth in front.
"Damn, but that must be awful! It hurts me just thinking about such a thing on my cock", Master Jack said. To that Mistress Gloria replied, "Oh you are so silly, honey. It's not for real men like you. It's just for little sissies like francine who, it is safe to say, doesn't have a real penis in the first place. Besides, it probably will look really cute on her. She can pretend that its a nice wedding ring since it certainly is going to restrict her ability to have ANY sexual relations, as if that was a problem in the first place. Ha, Ha" Master jack then said, "You know, watching this little whore has gotten me really hot. My cock is hard just thinking about giving her a good poke up her tight pussy-ass. What do you say about a little intimate play time?" "Sure, what are friends for if not to lend their sluts to each other?", my Master replied. "Why don't you and Gloria take francine to the guest bedroom and have yourself a ball. You'll find some ropes and several nice riding crops and paddles in the night table as well as some lubricating gel to help ease your way, as they say! I am sure the little sissy will be very obedient, especially if you are a little 'rough' with her if she is slow in doing what you ask. If she gives you any problem, just give me a shout and I'll straighten her out REAL GOOD!" What he neglected to say was that there was a hidden video camera in the wall and that he and my Mistress would be viewing and taping everything that occurred in the bedroom on the living room TV set. Strange as it may seem,, it made me feel a little safer knowing that they were monitoring the activities since they would intervene if things got out of hand. After all, since I served a useful function in satisfying their needs and desires, I reasoned that they would protect their property from permanent damage, if only for their own selfish purposes.
When Master Jack stood up, I couldn't help but notice the large lump in the front of his trousers. "Pull up your panties, you little faggot bitch", he ordered. Before I could even pull them up all the way, he grabbed my wrist and twisted my arm behind my back. As he shoved me toward the stairs leading to the bedrooms above, I heard my Master's voice saying calmly, "Have a good time francine" as if I was simply going out on a date or to the movies. To which Mistress Gloria, who was walking behind us said, "Oh we will see to it that the sweet thing has the BIGGEST time of her life. She will certainly earn her keep tonight!"
Arriving at the guest room, Master Jack pushed me through the door and ordered me to kneel on the floor at the foot of the bed facing him. He silently stared at me shivering in fear as he unbuttoned his shirt and then took it off baring his hairy chest. He next kicked off his shoes and while unbuckling his belt said, "When I first met you and Jennifer I thought you were a snobbish son-of-a-bitch. But now I see I was wrong. You really are just a true bitch". After sliding his fly zipper down, he took off his trousers and threw them on a nearby chair as he continued to speak. "And we all know what little bitches are used for, don't we? Satisfying real men, that is there main purpose for living. Watching you prancing around all night like the sissy you are with your sweet panties exposed as you swished your cute little ass with each step you took really turned me on. And if that wasn't enough, seeing and feeling your soft tender titties really got me hot to fuck you good. Now watch this!! You are about to see what a REAL MAN'S COCK looks like "
Hooking his thumbs into the short's waist band, he tugged them down his muscular hairy legs and stepped out of them. I gazed in wonderment and shook with fear at his mammoth cock. It was longer and thicker than any other I had ever seen. Gripping it tightly at the base with his hand, he said "Look at it slut! Doesn't it make your mouth water with desire to suck it as well as pay homage to it with kisses and tongue licks. Just imagine how its going to make you feel as I drive it deeply up your tight hot pussy ass. Bitch, you are going to be fucked tonight like never before. Your sissy cunt will never be the same again. That I guarantee!"
Moving close in front of me, he said, "Open wide for Daddy, slut. Your Master has told me that you are a pretty good cocksucker, so wrap your mouth around my big cock and prove that he is not a liar." I stretched my lips over the purple colored head of Master Jack's stiff dick and began to suck it while spinning my tongue rapidly over the mushroom shaped cap. It was so large that just the cockhead seemed to completely fill my mouth. "Mmmmmm , that feels real good. That's right, suck it up more! I want it even larger and harder so that it will be like a steel ramrod when I force it up your sissy pussy love hole. More suction, slut and let me feel more tongue rubbing against my cock. Yes! Yes! Keep licking my pee-hole. Mmmmm that feels so good!" "Oh Gloria! You are going to just love it when she eats your pussy. If she is just half as good a cunt-lapper as she is a cocksucker, you are going to be in pure heaven. WOW, what a wicked little tongue she has." "I can hardly wait. Just watching the way she has been sucking your cock has got me hotter than hell. I've been fingering myself the whole time and have never been so juicy in my life. Let me have her mouth before I die of frustration and the bitch will have to wear water wings to keep her afloat", replied Mistress Gloria. "OK baby. Let's get the slut on the bed and we can both enjoy her. With some effort I was able to climb up on the bed and laid down on my stomach with my arms at my sides as ordered. I was then instructed to bring my knees up under my body which automatically elevated my ass higher than the rest of my body. Master Jack quickly tied my wrists to my knees tightly, thus making it impossible for me to lower my ass but instead forced me to maintain my hunched up position with my ass pointing at the stars. I was vulnerable to anything they chose to do and totally helpless to prevent them from using me any way they cared to. Mistress Gloria then climbed on the bed and maneuvered her body so that her back rested comfortably against the headboard and her legs spread on either side of my head. Lifting my head up from the mattress by my hair, she scooted down a few inches until my face was positioned directly over her crotch. Pressing my face into her hairy sex she said, "OK bitch, start eating my snatch and you better do it right." With my nose buried in her black pubic bush, I extended my tongue and began to lick her gash as hard as I could do it.
A few seconds later I felt my panties being pulled down until they reached the point where my wrists were tied to my knees. Next I felt a cold greasy substance squeezed into the crack of my ass and, what I could only surmise were Master Jack's fingers massaging it from the top of the crease to my tiny balls. Each time they would touch the entrance to my pussy hole I would quiver. And then I felt one of his fingers enter the portal and begin to snake its way into my defenseless body. Stunned by this first violation, I stopped ministering to Mistress Gloria's cunt. "I didn't tell you to stop licking me, bitch. Get back to work. You don't need to worry about what is happening back there. Jack knows what he is doing and, believe me, he knows how to take care of you really good. He is an expert when it comes to fucking sissies like you!"
I felt the bed sag and knew that Master Jack had climbed on the bed directly behind me. Then I felt his knees touching against the inside of my own. As he began to move his knees apart, he in turn spread my legs and thighs wider as well, until they were distended as far as they would go. I next felt the same sensations as before when his fingers were rubbing the greasy lubricant into my crack, only this time the object touching my most personal place felt much bigger and I knew without seeing it, that it was Master Jack's giant cock.
His playful stroking of my buns lasted only a few brief minutes as he was eager to experience the more erotic sensations when his cock was fully embedded in me. Once he had located the entrance to my fiery hot tunnel, he began to press the tip of his swollen tool against it demanding entry. Its rigid hard condition combined with the unrelenting force pressing it forward made any denial impossible. I felt it spread the folds of my now quivering pussy hole, stretching them, as it wedged them wider. Then Master Jack's manly warhead began to enter through the taut round ring of muscle that guarded the soft tender tube of tissue below. The pain created by this irresistible monster became more intense with each fraction of an inch that it gained and never relinquished. Despite it being stretched to its greatest width ever, the ring still could not accommodate the huge fleshy cap that sought to widen it further. Unable to bear the pain any longer, I raised my head from the confines of Mistress Gloria's crotch and screamed, "Please Master, no more. You are too big! Mercy! I beg you! Pl.......
Suddenly, it felt as if both sides of my head had exploded and I saw stars and heard bells ringing. Mistress Gloria had very forcefully slapped my ears with her open palms at the same time. "I told you not to raise your face from my twat once already. This is what happens to little sissies when they don't obey their Mistress", she said in an angry voice. As I slumped down, every muscle in my body seemed to go soft from the shock of the sharp slaps -- even the ones in my love hole. When my head cleared, the sharp pain in my sissy-pussy seemed to be less, although I still felt the dull ache of being stuffed and stretched. Then I realized that Master Jack's cockhead was through the obstruction and had thrust its way into the creamy hot tunnel below. "Thanks honey, the bitch needed that!" he said. As she blew a kiss to her husband over my tortured body, she replied, "Always glad to be of help to you, darling. As for you, whore, you had better keep your nose in your 'work' if you know what's good for you. Its OK if you want to moan and cry down there, as it adds to my enjoyment when feeling your wet tears and breath blowing on my cunt, but don't ever forget that your main task is to lick and suck my sex for as long as I want you to and not one second less!"
As I again renewed my oral services, I felt Master Jack's cock sinking deeper in my hot honeyed hole. His cockhead had been the opener of the way and now the fat hard column of his rigid staff followed in its wake. I felt as if I was being divided from behind as he rammed it deeper with no concern for the pain it was causing me. Lunge after lunge increased its penetration and Master Jack's erotic pleasure.
And then at last, I felt the prickly touch of Master Jack's pubic hair on my tender soft bottom and his big swollen balls, quivering with lust, jammed against my crotch. As he rested his heavy upper body on my back I thought that the worst was over, but I was soon to learn how wrong I was. Even while recovering from his efforts I could feel him stab his cock forward repeatedly as if testing how much resistance there was for an even deeper violation. And while he rested and regained his strength, I was forced to expend what little energy I had left in pleasing Mistress Gloria. I had no idea how many times she had an orgasm, but my face, nose, and mouth was covered with saliva and her female discharge. It became increasingly difficult to breath in the tight confines between her thighs and what little air was available smelled of musk and filth.
Shortly Master Jack replenished both his strength and sexual desires. Straightening up again, he grasped my hips tightly and drew his cock back an inch or so, only to quickly drive it forward again to its full penetration. His back and forth movements, at the start were slow and even gentle with only an occasional stroke of more than a few inches. As his passion mounted, so did the length and speed of his strokes. Soon the rhythm of his fucking was at a hot fast pace and his cock was smoothly working like a well oiled piston in the tight confines of my pussy cylinder. It seemed as if each stroke was accompanied by degrading verbal abuse as well. Repeatedly he would say things like, "This is how a real man fucks, you little sissy.", "Oh , you have such a sweet little cunt, bitch", "How do you like it, faggot?", "Tell me how much you love your Master's hard cock screwing you, cunt.", "Tell me you want me to fuck you harder, whore.", Beg me to shoot my love juice deep in your sissy pussy." .
As Master Jack continued to have his way, Mistress Gloria became the indirect recipient of pleasure from my rape. Each time Master Jack would drive his cock deep within me, I would, by reflex, take a short deep breath and every time he would pull back before another thrust, I would expel it. This passage of air over her wet pussy tissues seemed to excite her and she would moan with passion. In turn, this only enhanced my suffering because as she neared each climax, she crossed her ankles over my back hugging my head between her thighs and my mouth sealed against her open and throbbing cunt. I thought I was being suffocated to death during these periods and would redouble my oral worship so that she would orgasm sooner. Afterwards she would relax her hold slightly and I would be able to breath more easily as I cleaned her vagina and swallowed her discharge.
As Master Jack's cock moved in and out of my sissy pussy faster and faster, the pain became more intense from its abrasive friction. Suddenly, his body stiffened as if to match the rigidity of his cock, as he jammed it in deeply and held it there. He moaned loudly as his fully buried cock felt the white-hot core of my pussy-ass and enjoyed the delicate touches of my squirming vitals. I was stretched so tight that it seemed like I could feel every rise and throbbing vein of this massive intruder so deep within me. And then, as hot cum boiled up from his balls, rocketing up the thick column of his cock, and then spurting explosively from his cockhead, the monstrous organ felt like it swelled even larger, threatening to rip me in half. The spasming spurts came in series, each lasting as long as a heart beat, and seemed unending, as one after the other jetted his cum deep within my aching love hole. I have no idea how long this continued as I fainted dead away. The next thing I knew was seeing my Master standing by the side of the bed and Mistress Jennifer bathing my face with water.
"Ah, our little sleeping princess whore awakens. Look how satisfied she looks with all that rich creamy cum dripping out of her sissy pussy!", Mistress Jennifer said. Leering down at my crumpled body, my Master said, "Now you can tell all your sissy friends how you were fucked unconscious. I bet they will be so jealous of you. Ha, Ha, Ha!" Between the raw bruised pain down the entire length of my love canal and my burning chafed cheeks and aching strained tongue, I felt like I had been hit by a truck.
"How is the little bitch doing?", I heard Master Jack call from the adjoining bathroom. "Oh she will be all right. You just got her too excited with that big manly prick of yours. However, the little baby does look a little thirsty. Would you bring her something to drink, Jack?", my Mistress replied. "Sure will. That's the least I can do for the great time she gave me. She has got the sweetest little ass I have fucked in a long time."
With a towel wrapped around his otherwise naked body, he returned to the room and offered me a glass filled to the brim with his odorous deep yellow urine. "Here you are, bitch, hot out of the faucet that you love so much.", he chuckled. I hesitated taking it until my Master said, "Don't be rude, francine. Take the glass and thank Master Jack for it very sweetly. Then I want to see you drink it all down and, if you don't want to feel my belt on your very sore ass, there had better not be a drop left in the glass. Now don't embarrass me in front of my friends." "Thank you, Master Jack", I said as I took the glass and slowly brought the foul smelling liquid to my lips and began to drink. It tasted as bad as it smelled - salty and bitter and oh so hot as it filled my mouth and down my throat. "That's my obedient little sissy", my Master said as he leaned over and patted me on the head, much like he would do to a dog after performing a trick.
"I think that you had best say good night to our guests now, francine. Your Mistress and I will need your services later, so I want you to take a nice shower in the Master bathroom. Just make sure that you clean up after you are through, or you will be spanked over my knee with my grooved paddle until you wont be able to sit for a week., slut. Then put on some fresh make-up so that you look real sexy and get into that cute pink baby-doll nightgown I bought you last week. Then wait in your room until I call you. Now say good night to your "old friends" and thank them for allowing you to serve them.", my Master said. I knelt at the feet of the couple who had abused and raped me and, after kissing each of their feet said, "Thank you for coming to my Master's house Master Jack and Mistress Gloria. I hope you will return soon so that I may again serve your needs and bring you pleasure." "Oh, you may be sure of that, little sissy and next time I'll bring my "strap on" and really break-in that sweet tight love hole of yours. It is even longer and thicker than Jack's real one. Just think about that, you little slut!", Mistress Gloria said. "OK, bitch get out of here and await our call", my Master said. Dipping low and holding my arms away from my body as if I was elevating a skirt, I said, "Yes Sir. I will await your call."
It was several hours later before the silence in my room was broken by the shrill buzzer, indicating that my Master wished me to come to his bedroom. Checking my appearance in the mirror, I then walked down the hall and softly knocked on his door. 'Come in, slut", was his simple response. Like so many times in the past, I humbly walked to the foot of my Master's bed and while in a deep curtsy position said, "Yes Master, how may I serve you?" In a harsh voice he replied, "Stand up, bitch so that we may watch you and I want to see your panties at all times so you had better keep the hem of your nightgown well elevated at all times." I gazed at my Master and former lover, but now my Mistress, sitting in the spacious bed I had worked so hard to prepare for their comfort. Both rested with their backs against soft pillows propped up behind them with their lower torsos covered by a satin sheet. My Master's arm was draped over Mistress Jennifer's shoulder with his hand gently cupping and squeezing my Mistress's breasts, to her evident delight. Her head rested on his broad hairy upper chest with her forehead pressed against his chin as she looked up at his b handsome face with admiration, totally, for the moment, ignoring me completely. Her right arm was under the sheet and although hidden from view, it was apparent that her hand was stroking my Master's manhood as the sheet showed constant motion beneath.
My Master then spoke again saying, "The Barnets were quite pleased with your new humility as well as the services you performed for them. They couldn't stop comparing your new submissiveness with the bravado you tried to project when they knew you before. As a matter of fact, they desire to hire you for one day a week at a very nice salary which they will of course pay to me. I have accepted their proposal so that you can look forward every Wednesday to cleaning their home during the day and, shall we say, "entertaining" them in the evening. You will obey their every order and perform everything they require of you as if it was issued by myself or Mistress Jennifer. Do I make myself clear, bitch?" " Yes Master. But I am afraid that without your protection, they may injure me" , I replied. Mistress Jennifer then said, "Get it through that little pea size brain of yours that all you are is an insignificant tool whose only purpose is to satisfy your Master's desires. If in the performance of your duties, Jack or Gloria should injure you, they will merely have to pay us for the damages and loss of service time to your Master and myself. What you should really worry about is the punishment you will receive, should we receive a bad report on the quality of service that you render." "Yes Mistress", I replied as I realized just how much jeopardy I would face if my Masters decided to "rent me" to even more of their sadistic friends.
"Now darling, tell the little whore what we want her to do next. Just touching your hard cock has made me horny as hell and need to feel you in me desperately." My Master then said, "Your Mistress and I are going to make some really hot love, something a little sissy faggot like you knows little about! You can watch our foreplay or turn away, I don't really care. But when I am ready to enter my Lady, you are going to have the honor of taking my cock in your hand, kissing its very tip and then feeding it into your Mistress's hot cunt. After I have buried my dick fully in your Mistress's sweet pussy and begin to give her the satisfaction and pleasure that only a real man can give to a woman, something a wimp like you has never done, I want you to climb up on the bed directly behind me. Quite simply, your role to enhance our pleasure. As I hump your Mistress, I want to feel your face pressed tightly against the crack of my ass and your slutty long tongue probing my ass hole as far as it will go. And when I cum, I want to feel my sphincter muscle squeezing it with each shot of man cream I deposit up your Mistress' pussy."
To my endless shame, I could not turn away as I watched my Master and my former girl friend cavort on the bed. I was frantic with frustration as I saw them kissing, feeling, licking, and rubbing their naked bodies against each other building their passions to greater heights. It seemed as if each of my Masters had to caress every inch of the other's body, sighing and moaning with lust as their fingers, thighs, and tongue excited all the erotic spots on their partner's body.
After about 30 minutes had passed, I saw my Master kneel between my Mistress's widely spread legs and snap his fingers as he looked in my direction with a sadistic grin on his face. I swiftly walked to the side of his bed and knelt there. I stared in jealous awe at the size of my Master's cock and , as I grasped it tenderly in my hand, I was amazed at how hard it felt. Directly below was the pink lips of my Mistress' pussy which appeared to be wet and shiny with her excitement. I drew the manly cock to my Mistress' gates of paradise which, at the first touch of it, seemed to yawn open to welcome it. Despite the thickness and length of my Master's sword, it encountered only slight resistance as I watched it smoothly sink ever deeper into my Mistress' love hole accompanied by her squeals and hisses and his moans of pleasure until he had penetrated her completely.
As instructed before, I crawled upon the bed and knelt behind my Master's hairy ass which had already begun its dance of love, slowly moving up and down. I was almost hypnotized by the fluid swaying motion of his hard rear cheeks as he began to fuck my Mistress. My trance was broken as I heard my Master's voice say, "Get on it bitch. I want to feel that sissy tongue of yours deeply reaming my asshole at the same time I am reaming your Mistress' pussy with my man-cock." Afraid of the consequences of disobeying, I lowered my face to his bobbing ass. I spread the cheeks of his firm buns and, with tongue extended, wedged my face into his crack and began to lick up and down its entire length.
I continued to lick and suck my Master's rear with occasional swipes of my tongue against his swinging balls which I knew he would enjoy. Suddenly, after he had plunged his cock as deep as was possible into my Mistress's honey pot, his body became as rigid as his giant rod. While he remained motionless, Mistress Jennifer swung her legs up, painfully hitting my head with her heel, as she wrapped both legs tightly around his waist. She gyrated her hips, moving up and down and side to side but my Master rode her every move without withdrawing even a fraction of an inch as his cock remained fully sheathed deep in her pulsating pussy.
I drove my tongue even deeper up my Master's asshole as his bottom cheeks squeezed against my facial ones and it seemed as if I was buried in his ass. "Squeeze my balls, whore, I am going to cum!", he shouted over his shoulder at me. I no sooner had touched them when he fired his first salvo of cum, followed quickly with repeated spurts of his milky man juice. As a result, each time he shot a load, the muscles in his ass tightened around my extended tongue and squeezed it fiercely. It actually felt like he was biting it repeatedly, deep in the hot cavern of his ass.
Sighing with mutual pleasure at their simultaneous climax, my Owners relaxed, gently kissing each other and whispering words of endearment. Thinking that I had completed the task assigned to me, I raised my head but was instantly reprimanded by my Master saying, "Who the hell gave you permission to stop, asswipe? Get back in that crack and keep worshipping my ass. There is no more perfect job for weak little sissies like you than kissing, licking, and cleaning their Master's ass" And so, to the amused laughter of both my Master and Mistress, I lowered my face and continued to perform this degrading act. What else could I do?
Shortly thereafter, he rolled off Mistress Jennifer. Lying side by side on their backs, I could see their bodies covered with sweat from their amorous exertions. Mistress Jennifer's pubic hair was matted and appeared to be saturated with her feminine discharge and semen which was flowing out of her cunt. Sitting up, my Master grabbed me by the back of my neck and forced my head down into the juncture of Mistress Jennifer's thighs saying, "All right bitch, perform your clean-up duties. Suck up all that nice rich cream and swallow it. I want her clean on both the outside AND inside, so don't forget to stick that fucking tongue of yours way up her pussy as well.
After you wash your Mistress' pussy bush until it shines, guess what? Then you can clean my cock and balls and tidy up my pubic hair in the same way." As I started to lick away the remnants of their love making, they ignored my humiliating efforts, and started kissing and fondling each other again. Occasionally, they would push my head to one of their G spots and hold it there. Despite the personal services I was performing on their bodies, they never said a word to me, although I could hear them speaking to each other and laughing high above where I was ministering to them.
I must have sucked and licked them for almost an hour. I felt sick but when I told my Master that I didn't feel well, his reply was to smack my ass with a thin flexible crop several times saying, "This will make you feel better, bitch! Now you just keep on doing what I told you to do and stop all this silly nonsense about being sick. I forbid you to be sick and if you know what's good for you, you had better obey me. Now bury that nose in your work again and just keep it there until I tell you to stop, you cocksucking whore."
Finally I heard my Master order me to stand at attention at the foot of their bed. Mistress Jennifer then said, "Since tomorrow you will be fitted with a permanent chastity device that will prevent you from having an erection again, we have decided to be very generous and allow you to play with your little sissy clit for as long as you wish during the remainder of the night. Don't you think we are kind to let you do this even though you are just a disgusting little slut and certainly not deserving of this privilege?" "Yes Mam. Thank you Mistress", I replied. "And what are you thanking me for? Tell me! Hurry up, say it or perhaps I will not allow you to do it." "Thank you Mistress for allowing me to play with my sissy clit and for permission to spurt my girlish discharge", I said with head bowed, unable to look at the smiling faces of my Masters because of the deep shame I felt.
"Very nicely said, francine and you sound so sweetly sincere, as you should be", she said in a condescending tone as if speaking to a child. "In order to prevent any nasty little stains on your panties and bed linen, I have brought you a nice pair of pink rubber bloomers. They are in that bag on the dresser. Fetch them and then put them on so that we can see how they fit you." I obtained the bag and withdrew the garment and then returned to my former position. Next I pulled down the panties I was currently wearing, embarrassed by the thought that my Master and Mistress were observing me. Although they both had seen me naked many times before, I still felt degraded every time I had to expose my self to them. Quickly holding the rubber bloomers open at their waist band, I slipped my feet through the leg openings and pulled the garment up. Turning to my Master, she said, "What do you think darling?"
"They are just perfect for a little sissy like francine, honey. Now when she wets herself like a baby, no damage will be done. Perhaps you should get some diapers for her as well. By doing "her business" in her panties, she will not need to interrupt her work to go to the bathroom. It may not be too comfortable at first but she will be able to live with it, I am sure." "What a great idea!", she said as she gave my Master a big kiss.
"Incidentally", she continued, "I understand that in addition to preventing francine from having an erection, the tight collar around her little wee wee tube will stop her from having a real orgasm as well. My friend Victoria told me that her ex-husband, who is now her slave, constantly dribbled his pent up sissy juice after the operation. She now makes donna wear rubber panties all the time so that she wont stain her panties. I think that may detract from francine's girlish charm on some occasions, so instead I will have her wear a panty liner or feminine napkin in her regular panties when I show her sissy jewelry to my friends. I'll just tell everyone that it is just her time of the month."
"All right bitch, you are excused to return to your maid's room in order to play with yourself like the little sissy faggot you know you are. Enjoy it well, because after tomorrow the only sex you are going to have will be sucking off or being fucked by your Masters ", said my Master. "Poor, poor baby", Mistress Jennifer said with mock sympathy. "Thank your Mistress for your nice present and them get the hell out of here. We have more exciting things to do than watching you acting like a baby. Don't we honey?", my Master said as his fingers began to pet and stroke my Mistress between her legs. "MMMMMMMM yes indeed", was her only reply.
I dipped a shallow curtsy and said, "Thank you Mistress Jennifer for my new pretty rubber bloomers." By the time I looked up, I saw my Master embracing my Mistress with his leg between her thighs and his b hands covering her ass, drawing her tightly against his stomach and growing cock. Oh how I envied his manly strength, knowing full well that I could never compete with him and that it was my destiny to always serve him no matter how humiliating might be his commands.
Later, as I laid in my narrow cot gently rubbing my tiny clitty beneath my new rubber panties, tears began to form in my eyes and run down my soft cheeks. I felt so sad and lonely. Reliving in my mind the events of the evening only plunged me deeper into a state of depression as I remembered the shame and abuse I had suffered. My pussy hole still ached from being raped by Master Jack's giant cock. My mouth and tongue felt raw from the constant licking and sucking of the two Mistresses' pussies and my Master's ass. It seemed as if, even now, every breath I took was laced with the aroma of cum, urine, and shit, as a constant reminder of where I had labored so long and hard.
It was not just the memories of my past degradation, shame, and painful punishments that saddened me. It was knowing that even greater acts of humiliation and pain would be heaped upon me again tomorrow, and the following day, and the day after that, and for as long as my Masters desired to amuse themselves with my suffering. Tomorrow I was to be fitted with a cruel chastity device that Mistress Jennifer took such joy in describing to her friends. They meant to deny me even the childish and sissy pleasure of playing with myself. They no doubt would take great glee and satisfaction in knowing that I would be unable to experience any sexual relief while at the same time, they forced me to do everything their inventive mind could develop, to heighten their own sexual pleasures..
And yet, having been trained so thoroughly as a little sissy slut, these thoughts seemed to excite me also. I had been well schooled in the erotic serving of others, who were so much more superior than my lowly self. I had learned that the only reward for my service was a feeling of "pride" within myself for having performed my tasks sufficiently well that I wasn't punished. Oh how well I had been taught to bear and even enjoy the frustrations of abject slavery to another who needed only to casually ask for something, and I would do it. Although fear of painful punishments was an incentive, my acceptance of my own inferiority and lack of worth was the real motivating force for my obedience. If I could bring pleasure to my Master by giving him a wonderful blow-job, or bring my Mistress to orgasm with my tongue, or just looking after their wardrobes to be sure that everything was clean and properly ironed and a million other mundane and nasty things, then I still had at least a little worth in which I could take pride.
As I thought about all the humiliating and degrading things I had performed
during Master Jack and Mistress Gloria's visit, I began to become aroused.
My hand began to move faster with each vivid mental picture and soon a thin
milky fluid began to dribble out of my little wee wee tube and form a new
small puddle inside my already stained rubber panties. shaped cockhead.