The Party at House Victoria
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My Introduction To Mistress Victoria free porn video
Like most cross dressing married men, I had started a decent collection of sexy lingerie, then purged and thrown it all away only to regret doing so, give in to the irresistible urge to be feminine, and start all over again. I had spent and wasted a small fortune on plugs, cages, underwear only to feel threatened by the threat of my wife finding it and disposing of it in lay bys all over the country.
I work away a lot so could spend evenings in hotel rooms in full fem mode, sexy outfits, full make up and take endless videos, pics of myself only to have to delete them all. The urge to cross dress is irresistible, a d**g that you cannot resist. It was two years ago when my wife came home to say her friends were going to Spain for a week and would I mind if she went along. My heart leaped. I could be feminine at home and relax without worry. I said I had absolutely no problem with it and said she deserved the break after a hard few months at work.
I booked the same week off so I could cross dress 24/7. The date seemed to take forever to come around but finally after being doting husband and dropping her off at the airport, I headed home to get rid of my male clothes for a full seven days. I’m lucky that I’m already pretty smooth skinned and soon removed the bit of hair on my chest, shaved my cock and balls and used hair removal cream on my legs, arms and bottom. I spent a good few hours pampering myself soaking in a bath with oils in it and then sat at the dressing table mirror putting on my foundation, eye shadow and mascara and slutty red lipstick. Looking at myself I could feel myself getting turned on. I had bought myself a nice pink chastity cage and a large black plug which I slowly eased in. I’d put the cage on straight away after bathing and struggled as my clitty grew at the thought of being locked away for a full seven days.
I was in a sexy white basque with white lace top stockings and matching g string which hardly covered the cage and red six inch pointed toe stilettos. My friends tease me about my skinny figure and I join in pretending I wish I was bigger and more muscular, but looking at my figure dressed up and smooth in white sexy bitch gear, I knew I was a very passable gurl. I have quite a bubble butt, slim hips and long legs. I went to my wardrobe which I had sorted earlier in the day and put all my man clothes in the back bedroom and hung a red and a black basque in there along with a pair of pink heels and a short tight red dress, a white PVC nurses outfit and the dress I was now wriggling into, a black sexy micro leather dress.
I wanted to masturbate at my reflection but had sworn to myself that I would resist for the entire seven days. I pretended that a Daddy had forbidden me to do so to make my fantasy of being a slutty whore for a week more exciting. I have been with a lot of men and even been fucked while wearing suspenders a couple of times in a lay by I go to.
I posted my pic, neck down, on a load of dating apps and updated my blog as “Submissive cross dresser looking for dominant male”
While I was cruising fem web sites, looking at sissy hypnosis vids and getting hornier by the minute an ad popped up which caught my attention.
”Mistress Victoria. Come and be your slutty self in my elegant boudoir. Fulfil your wildest sissy fantasy in the company of a strict and demanding Mistress. Only very bad girls in need of discipline need apply”
My clit spurt pre cum at the sight of a stern looking lady. Silver bobbed hair in a trendy short style, a red jacket with nothing under it so her perfect rounded breasts heaved at the front and a short black leather skirt and black stockings. Long, long legs made perfect by being finished off in shiny wet look stilettos.
Without hesitating I rang the number. I was so sexually charged I had absolutely no fear.
The phone rang and as I was about to give up a voice answered “Hello, Mistress Victoria, who is this? “ she said abruptly.
Fuck! Did I use my real name or my sissy alter ego Traci?
”Well?” She snapped
”Sorry Mistress” I babbled.
“Use your sissy name when you address your Mistress” she said
”Hello Mistress Victoria, my name is Traci” I said effeminately.
”Traci?” She questioned “Have you been to my boudoir before?” She asked
”No Mistress” I replied
”You will always address me by my full title sissy” she said. My clit almost shot it’s load. I was a sissy.
”I am Mistress Victoria, your to kneel and worship me, be your most effeminate, sissy self at all times when in my company. The slightest whiff of male will be beaten out of you, do you understand those rules sissy” she demanded
”Oh yes Mistress Victoria” I replied. I used my practiced sissy voice when I spoke to her.”Excellent. Are you fem right now? “” She asked.
”Yes Mistress Victoria”: I said and described my outfit.
“I don’t want a description you stupid gurl” she snapped “ Send me a photo right now, full frontal, face included and one of you presenting your bottom to the camera as though you were showing one of my gentlemen friends what you have to offer them” she said.
She hung up and I took several pics. I deleted the first few then, happy with the second set, sent them to her mobile and rang her back as instructed.
”Yes, who is it” she said
”It’s Traci, Mistress Victoria” I lisped.
”Ok, when are you available?” She said quite aggressively.
” I’m free all week Mistress Victoria” I said in my feminine voice, completely into the role of Traci the little sub sissy.
She gave me the address, told me to bring cash and the amount I would have to pay and to be at her boudoir at 10 am the following morning. If I was one minute late I would be refused entry and blocked. I agreed to all rules given, washed and smooth, douched and spotlessly clean.
As soon as I hung up I ran to the mirror and looked at myself My clit cage was bulging through the micro dress as my clit forced against its restraint. My fantasies were about to be realised. Sissy on her knees to her strict Mistress. I yearned to wank but resisted and teased myself even more unmercifully by watching video clip after video clip of sissy’s and their Mistresses.
I could hardly sleep. I had changed into my pink baby doll nightie and frilly panties and stockings and finally drifted off, clit dripping and pussy stretched by my big black plug.
At eight the following morning I was up, stripped and showered. I removed my nightie and panties slowly and provocatively like I imagined a sissy does and showered and oiled my body.
I slipped into my pink stockings and suspenders and panties, put on the matching cami top and then my shirt, suit and Brogues and put my pink heels in a rucksack with my outfits out of the wardrobe and headed off to Mistress Victoria’s. I parked in a side street not too far away and walked slowly to her place. At five to ten I rang the bell and waited.
”Who is it?”: she demanded on the intercom.
”It’s your sissy ,Mistress Victoria” I lisped.
After what seemed an age the door lock released and I walked in. My knees were weak and my mouth dry. I wanted to turn and run.
The door locked behind me and I started up the stairs to the second door. A camera looked down at me and I stood as the sign instructed looking up at it.
A second click and I was inside the boudoir.
Mistress Victoria came strutting out of a side room. She looked beautiful in a black leather dress which showed off her long legs, her ample breasts firm and cleavage on show. She had red stilettos on which she walked effortlessly in and as I stood taking in her beauty she slapped me hard across my face stunning me.
”Strip out of those ridiculous male clothes, get dressed as the sissy slut you are and get on your fucking knees and worship me you piece of worthless shit” she screamed. The shock of her aggression made me tear at the suit and shirt and I was soon fumbling in my bag and stepping into my heels and kneeling before her and kiss the red heels.
”Pass me the money you bitch” she ordered and I reached quickly into the trouser pocket and handed over a substantial amount, all twenty pound notes as ordered and got back to worshipping her feet.
A thick leather collar was roughly fastened around my neck and fastened very tightly and my head pushed back down to resume licking her feet. A leash clicked to the D ring and I was dragged after her up the hall way stumbling at the speed she moved and choking as the collar dug in.
“Up” she demanded, helping me to my feet by yanking the leather leash hard.
”Put your hands on your head, that’s the position you will you will take on the rare occasions you are allowed off your knees” she said adding “Do you understand you stupid bitch?”
”Yes Mistress Victoria “ I said effeminately. Despite being in shock, the fantasy I was now part of made being the sissy bitch so easy.
Mistress Victoria slowly walked around me, looking at me. She finally stood in front of me. I was trembling in fear and excitement. My clit had shrunk but was leaking and ready to spurt.
”I’m going to remove your cage” she said with a sneer on her lips. “
I did my utmost not to cum but her long red talons stroked and teased at the head of my clit and my sissy juice spurt out all over her hands.
”You fucking disgusting whore” she screamed and slapped me hard across my face, then again on the opposite side as I begged forgiveness.
”Get on your knees and lick it off my hands” she barked. I did, sucking and licking every last globule as it gelled on her perfectly manicured hands.
“There” she pointed. A drop was on her leather dress and I apologised again and licked it off.
”And there” she said pointing at the tiled floor. As I bent to lick it she stood on my head and forced it against the cold marble.
“Head down, pussy up”:she commanded and I did so.
”Lick it clean slut” she said and released the pressure. I cleaned the floor and checked her shoes. No cum on them so I resumed kissing the heels of them with my pussy in the air.
”Up” she said. I stood, again helped up by Mistress Victoria dragging me off my knees by my collar and stood, hands on head.
”You understand you must be punished, don’t you sissy? “She grinned.
”Yes Mistress Victoria, I am so sorry, I couldn’t help it, you are so beautiful” I gushed
The slap hurt and my eyes stung with tears.
“Never speak to me again unless you have my permission “ she said sternly.
Tears dripped and she laughed at my pathetic form.
I watched in fear as she ran her red nails slowly across a selection of leather straps on a wooden table.
She turned to me slowly and smiled sexily at me.
”I know, you choose” she grinned. Her sexy red mouth was cruel but so beautiful and I looked at the belts. She slowly pointed to each in turn and I said “That one please Mistress Victoria” as she pointed to a black plaited leather thong with a red handle.
”Excellent choice sissy” she chuckled. “Now pick a number, one to ten” she sneered.
My stomach turned. “Four please Mistress Victoria” I almost begged in my sissy voice.
”Oh you can do better than that for me, can’t you sissy?” She said in a teasing soft voice.
””Yes Mistress Victoria, six please” I lisped.
”You pathetic little bitch” she said. She was angry at me. I knew I should have said ten straight away but was scared of the pain.
”Ten please Mistress Victoria” I said apologetically.
I screamed and grabbed at my clit as she struck it hard with the whip
”I thought I told you not to speak unless I told you so?” She said softly lifting my head up so I could look deep into her green eyes. They flashed fire and anger. This wasn’t a game.
”Hands on top of your head” she said and I slowly returned them into position
I saw stars as the second stroke, even harder than the first hit directly and expertly aimed on the tip of my clit.
I screamed again, sobbing now as the pain registered.
“Lift your hands” she said
”Please Mistress Victoria, I don’t like this, please, keep the money, let me go ,please” I begged
”Hands on head” she smiled.
A door in the hall opened and a big muscular guy stepped into the hall.
”Is there a problem Mistress Victoria?” He queried. I stood, panties around my ankles, dressed in pink sissy gear and heels with my clit red at only two strokes of the whip looking at him helplessly.
”I don’t know, is there sissy?” She smiled as I sobbed.
” Please Mistress Vic....” before I could beg any further the whip struck me across the side of my bottom. I yelped and grabbed at the spot it had struck. The a hard slap to my face from Mistress Victoria shocked me back into focus.
The guy walked over to me standing just behind Mistress Victoria.
”You are here for the foreseeable future sissy” he said matter of factly. “Mistress has chosen you as her special project, you will be staying here, serving your Mistress in every way she sees fit until she tires of you or is offered a substantial amount of money to let you leave. “ he smiled.
”I don’t mean leave, back to your little deceitful life as a sissy cross dresser, I mean leave to either another Mistress who wants to own you, or a Master who needs a sissy gurl to serve him” he smiled.
I looked toward the door, I could run, fuck the fact I’m dressed as a slutty sissy, I could just run and get out.
”Doors are locked sissy” he said as if he could read my thoughts. “You are not leaving here unless Mistress Victoria says you are so the sooner you get with the programme, the easier it will be for you”: he smiled.
”Thank you Alex” she said lovingly stroking his thick forearm.
”Hands on head” she said and slowly looked back at me.
Alex nodded in encouragement and i gulped and placed them slowly back onto my head.
Each stroke struck perfectly and each time she ordered me to return to the position ready for the next blow.
I dropped to my knees in agony, sobbing uncontrollably as the twelfth and final blow struck. Mistress Victoria had saved the hardest blow until the last. She stepped back to get maximum leverage and swiped the leather thong right across the full length of my red swollen clit. I held it tenderly as she took hold of my leash and dragged me after her into one of the rooms off the hall.
There was a sluice in the corner and she pointed at it. “Wash your clit” she demanded
I gently washed the red swollen clit and dried it gently with an old towel she threw at me.
I heard a metallic jingle and saw her assembling another, smaller clit cage. I was ordered to place my hands on my head and she roughly snapped it over the sore clit and snapped the pink lock shut.
She then threw a pair of ankle cuffs at me. They landed at my feet.
“Put them on sissy” said Alex. He sounded bored.
I snapped the cuffs around my slim ankles and stood up again. The chain between them was short to restrict my walk. Then Mistress Victoria removed the leather collar I had on and replaced it with a thicker one. It had two wrist cuffs attached to it and I obediently placed my wrists up to my neck as Mistress Victoria tightened them around my wrists and snapped three pink locks on, one on the collar and one on each wrist.
”Ok Alex, thank you” said Mistress without looking at him.
Alex left the room and she stared at me. I trembled wanting to beg but knew I was helpless at the moment and my clit was exposed for a severe beating if Mistress became displeased.
”You will become my pet” she smiled. As she spoke Alex popped back into the room holding my iPhone and car keys.” It’s parked around the side.” He smiled to Mistress. “what’s the password sissy?” He said to me.
”Two zero three zero Sir” I said obediently.
he punched it in and nodded and handed it to the Mistress. She scrolled through as I stood trembling
“Wife’s name sissy” she demanded.
“Jane Mistress Victoria” I replied
“And your boss at work?” She grinned
I was beaten. I knew why she was asking these questions. Blackmail.
“Andrew D Mistress Victoria” I said like a good obedient sissy.
She took photos of me on my phone and then a video.
She pulled my panties up and straightened my stockings and suspenders and opened the door.
“Ok, walk out and turn left sissy” she said as she filmed me tottering on my heels with the restraints around my ankle forcing me into an even more pronounced sissy walk.
”Tell everyone how happy you are to be serving such a beautiful Mistress” she laughed as she stopped me and made me face the camera phone.
”Thank you Mistress Victoria for allowing me to serve you” I lisped like a sissy bitch.
She opened the door to a bedroom. My bedroom. It was decorated in pink from floor to ceiling.
My Little Pony posters adorned the walls with a Barbie Princess poster over the pink wrought iron bed head.
A Barbie duvet on the little single bed.
”You will soon learn to serve me as I demand. There will be a lot of pain, a lot of tears and lots and lots of humiliation. But that’s what you secretly yearn isn’t it sissy?” She said opening the little pink wardrobe drawer.
I could see panties and stockings as she opened each one in turn. Pinks, white, red and black ones. Suspenders, basques hung in the wardrobe.
“Once we see which fit we can sort this lot out” she smiled. “Your outfits and shoes will do for now until I use your card to buy all new” Her grin made me scared but also excited. Was this just part of the game? Of course it was. I had paid good money for this and she was an expert.
”Thank you Mistress Victoria” I said effeminately as she undid my wrist locks and I dressed in a pink frilly sissy nightie and stockings and then raised my wrists back up obediently so Mistress could lock them up. She helped me sit and then swing my legs into the bed and covered me with my duvet.
“I will empty your account tonight before I send your video to your poor wife and boss” she soothed as she tucked me in.
”Now get a good nights sleep, you have a long hard days training ahead of you tomorrow and it’s pussy stretching day so prepare yourself for a lot of pain and lots of tears.” She smiled. She bent over kissed my forehead.
It was a game, I said “Yes Mistress Victoria” and closed my eyes like a good gurl.
the door locked and I relaxed and felt the cage dig in as my sore clit started to grow at the kiss I had received and the smell of Mistress Victoria’s perfume on my nightie.
In he room down the hall unknown to the little sissy in pink snuggling into his new sissy bed, the Mistress was slipping her coat on to be driven to a cash machine and take as much money as she could at her first of many visits to different machines and returning to start spending on luxuries for herself and a few slutty clothes for her new sissy. The moment she had received the photo from the sissy she knew she wanted her as her own sissy servant. Not for a week but for good. She felt her clit swell in her panties at the thought of owning the sissy whore and training her to please her every wish. Her brother Alex pulled up at the bank. “No CCTV at this one” he said and jumped out and drew out the first wad of notes and handed them to his “Sister”.
They both grinned as they headed back to the apartment. Mistress Victoria played the video to him as he drove along.
“That will really fuck his wife up” he laughed.
”I know, I don’t care though, I want the little sissy for my self and I always get what I want “ she said smiling
”To be extra sure I will send to all in the morning” she laughed. “As well as a video of him bent over the bench and taking my biggest, thickest dildos” she added.
”I think he thinks this is still part of the game” laughed Alex.
”He won’t tomorrow when I FaceTime his darling wife while I fuck him” she giggled.
I work away a lot so could spend evenings in hotel rooms in full fem mode, sexy outfits, full make up and take endless videos, pics of myself only to have to delete them all. The urge to cross dress is irresistible, a d**g that you cannot resist. It was two years ago when my wife came home to say her friends were going to Spain for a week and would I mind if she went along. My heart leaped. I could be feminine at home and relax without worry. I said I had absolutely no problem with it and said she deserved the break after a hard few months at work.
I booked the same week off so I could cross dress 24/7. The date seemed to take forever to come around but finally after being doting husband and dropping her off at the airport, I headed home to get rid of my male clothes for a full seven days. I’m lucky that I’m already pretty smooth skinned and soon removed the bit of hair on my chest, shaved my cock and balls and used hair removal cream on my legs, arms and bottom. I spent a good few hours pampering myself soaking in a bath with oils in it and then sat at the dressing table mirror putting on my foundation, eye shadow and mascara and slutty red lipstick. Looking at myself I could feel myself getting turned on. I had bought myself a nice pink chastity cage and a large black plug which I slowly eased in. I’d put the cage on straight away after bathing and struggled as my clitty grew at the thought of being locked away for a full seven days.
I was in a sexy white basque with white lace top stockings and matching g string which hardly covered the cage and red six inch pointed toe stilettos. My friends tease me about my skinny figure and I join in pretending I wish I was bigger and more muscular, but looking at my figure dressed up and smooth in white sexy bitch gear, I knew I was a very passable gurl. I have quite a bubble butt, slim hips and long legs. I went to my wardrobe which I had sorted earlier in the day and put all my man clothes in the back bedroom and hung a red and a black basque in there along with a pair of pink heels and a short tight red dress, a white PVC nurses outfit and the dress I was now wriggling into, a black sexy micro leather dress.
I wanted to masturbate at my reflection but had sworn to myself that I would resist for the entire seven days. I pretended that a Daddy had forbidden me to do so to make my fantasy of being a slutty whore for a week more exciting. I have been with a lot of men and even been fucked while wearing suspenders a couple of times in a lay by I go to.
I posted my pic, neck down, on a load of dating apps and updated my blog as “Submissive cross dresser looking for dominant male”
While I was cruising fem web sites, looking at sissy hypnosis vids and getting hornier by the minute an ad popped up which caught my attention.
”Mistress Victoria. Come and be your slutty self in my elegant boudoir. Fulfil your wildest sissy fantasy in the company of a strict and demanding Mistress. Only very bad girls in need of discipline need apply”
My clit spurt pre cum at the sight of a stern looking lady. Silver bobbed hair in a trendy short style, a red jacket with nothing under it so her perfect rounded breasts heaved at the front and a short black leather skirt and black stockings. Long, long legs made perfect by being finished off in shiny wet look stilettos.
Without hesitating I rang the number. I was so sexually charged I had absolutely no fear.
The phone rang and as I was about to give up a voice answered “Hello, Mistress Victoria, who is this? “ she said abruptly.
Fuck! Did I use my real name or my sissy alter ego Traci?
”Well?” She snapped
”Sorry Mistress” I babbled.
“Use your sissy name when you address your Mistress” she said
”Hello Mistress Victoria, my name is Traci” I said effeminately.
”Traci?” She questioned “Have you been to my boudoir before?” She asked
”No Mistress” I replied
”You will always address me by my full title sissy” she said. My clit almost shot it’s load. I was a sissy.
”I am Mistress Victoria, your to kneel and worship me, be your most effeminate, sissy self at all times when in my company. The slightest whiff of male will be beaten out of you, do you understand those rules sissy” she demanded
”Oh yes Mistress Victoria” I replied. I used my practiced sissy voice when I spoke to her.”Excellent. Are you fem right now? “” She asked.
”Yes Mistress Victoria”: I said and described my outfit.
“I don’t want a description you stupid gurl” she snapped “ Send me a photo right now, full frontal, face included and one of you presenting your bottom to the camera as though you were showing one of my gentlemen friends what you have to offer them” she said.
She hung up and I took several pics. I deleted the first few then, happy with the second set, sent them to her mobile and rang her back as instructed.
”Yes, who is it” she said
”It’s Traci, Mistress Victoria” I lisped.
”Ok, when are you available?” She said quite aggressively.
” I’m free all week Mistress Victoria” I said in my feminine voice, completely into the role of Traci the little sub sissy.
She gave me the address, told me to bring cash and the amount I would have to pay and to be at her boudoir at 10 am the following morning. If I was one minute late I would be refused entry and blocked. I agreed to all rules given, washed and smooth, douched and spotlessly clean.
As soon as I hung up I ran to the mirror and looked at myself My clit cage was bulging through the micro dress as my clit forced against its restraint. My fantasies were about to be realised. Sissy on her knees to her strict Mistress. I yearned to wank but resisted and teased myself even more unmercifully by watching video clip after video clip of sissy’s and their Mistresses.
I could hardly sleep. I had changed into my pink baby doll nightie and frilly panties and stockings and finally drifted off, clit dripping and pussy stretched by my big black plug.
At eight the following morning I was up, stripped and showered. I removed my nightie and panties slowly and provocatively like I imagined a sissy does and showered and oiled my body.
I slipped into my pink stockings and suspenders and panties, put on the matching cami top and then my shirt, suit and Brogues and put my pink heels in a rucksack with my outfits out of the wardrobe and headed off to Mistress Victoria’s. I parked in a side street not too far away and walked slowly to her place. At five to ten I rang the bell and waited.
”Who is it?”: she demanded on the intercom.
”It’s your sissy ,Mistress Victoria” I lisped.
After what seemed an age the door lock released and I walked in. My knees were weak and my mouth dry. I wanted to turn and run.
The door locked behind me and I started up the stairs to the second door. A camera looked down at me and I stood as the sign instructed looking up at it.
A second click and I was inside the boudoir.
Mistress Victoria came strutting out of a side room. She looked beautiful in a black leather dress which showed off her long legs, her ample breasts firm and cleavage on show. She had red stilettos on which she walked effortlessly in and as I stood taking in her beauty she slapped me hard across my face stunning me.
”Strip out of those ridiculous male clothes, get dressed as the sissy slut you are and get on your fucking knees and worship me you piece of worthless shit” she screamed. The shock of her aggression made me tear at the suit and shirt and I was soon fumbling in my bag and stepping into my heels and kneeling before her and kiss the red heels.
”Pass me the money you bitch” she ordered and I reached quickly into the trouser pocket and handed over a substantial amount, all twenty pound notes as ordered and got back to worshipping her feet.
A thick leather collar was roughly fastened around my neck and fastened very tightly and my head pushed back down to resume licking her feet. A leash clicked to the D ring and I was dragged after her up the hall way stumbling at the speed she moved and choking as the collar dug in.
“Up” she demanded, helping me to my feet by yanking the leather leash hard.
”Put your hands on your head, that’s the position you will you will take on the rare occasions you are allowed off your knees” she said adding “Do you understand you stupid bitch?”
”Yes Mistress Victoria “ I said effeminately. Despite being in shock, the fantasy I was now part of made being the sissy bitch so easy.
Mistress Victoria slowly walked around me, looking at me. She finally stood in front of me. I was trembling in fear and excitement. My clit had shrunk but was leaking and ready to spurt.
”I’m going to remove your cage” she said with a sneer on her lips. “
I did my utmost not to cum but her long red talons stroked and teased at the head of my clit and my sissy juice spurt out all over her hands.
”You fucking disgusting whore” she screamed and slapped me hard across my face, then again on the opposite side as I begged forgiveness.
”Get on your knees and lick it off my hands” she barked. I did, sucking and licking every last globule as it gelled on her perfectly manicured hands.
“There” she pointed. A drop was on her leather dress and I apologised again and licked it off.
”And there” she said pointing at the tiled floor. As I bent to lick it she stood on my head and forced it against the cold marble.
“Head down, pussy up”:she commanded and I did so.
”Lick it clean slut” she said and released the pressure. I cleaned the floor and checked her shoes. No cum on them so I resumed kissing the heels of them with my pussy in the air.
”Up” she said. I stood, again helped up by Mistress Victoria dragging me off my knees by my collar and stood, hands on head.
”You understand you must be punished, don’t you sissy? “She grinned.
”Yes Mistress Victoria, I am so sorry, I couldn’t help it, you are so beautiful” I gushed
The slap hurt and my eyes stung with tears.
“Never speak to me again unless you have my permission “ she said sternly.
Tears dripped and she laughed at my pathetic form.
I watched in fear as she ran her red nails slowly across a selection of leather straps on a wooden table.
She turned to me slowly and smiled sexily at me.
”I know, you choose” she grinned. Her sexy red mouth was cruel but so beautiful and I looked at the belts. She slowly pointed to each in turn and I said “That one please Mistress Victoria” as she pointed to a black plaited leather thong with a red handle.
”Excellent choice sissy” she chuckled. “Now pick a number, one to ten” she sneered.
My stomach turned. “Four please Mistress Victoria” I almost begged in my sissy voice.
”Oh you can do better than that for me, can’t you sissy?” She said in a teasing soft voice.
””Yes Mistress Victoria, six please” I lisped.
”You pathetic little bitch” she said. She was angry at me. I knew I should have said ten straight away but was scared of the pain.
”Ten please Mistress Victoria” I said apologetically.
I screamed and grabbed at my clit as she struck it hard with the whip
”I thought I told you not to speak unless I told you so?” She said softly lifting my head up so I could look deep into her green eyes. They flashed fire and anger. This wasn’t a game.
”Hands on top of your head” she said and I slowly returned them into position
I saw stars as the second stroke, even harder than the first hit directly and expertly aimed on the tip of my clit.
I screamed again, sobbing now as the pain registered.
“Lift your hands” she said
”Please Mistress Victoria, I don’t like this, please, keep the money, let me go ,please” I begged
”Hands on head” she smiled.
A door in the hall opened and a big muscular guy stepped into the hall.
”Is there a problem Mistress Victoria?” He queried. I stood, panties around my ankles, dressed in pink sissy gear and heels with my clit red at only two strokes of the whip looking at him helplessly.
”I don’t know, is there sissy?” She smiled as I sobbed.
” Please Mistress Vic....” before I could beg any further the whip struck me across the side of my bottom. I yelped and grabbed at the spot it had struck. The a hard slap to my face from Mistress Victoria shocked me back into focus.
The guy walked over to me standing just behind Mistress Victoria.
”You are here for the foreseeable future sissy” he said matter of factly. “Mistress has chosen you as her special project, you will be staying here, serving your Mistress in every way she sees fit until she tires of you or is offered a substantial amount of money to let you leave. “ he smiled.
”I don’t mean leave, back to your little deceitful life as a sissy cross dresser, I mean leave to either another Mistress who wants to own you, or a Master who needs a sissy gurl to serve him” he smiled.
I looked toward the door, I could run, fuck the fact I’m dressed as a slutty sissy, I could just run and get out.
”Doors are locked sissy” he said as if he could read my thoughts. “You are not leaving here unless Mistress Victoria says you are so the sooner you get with the programme, the easier it will be for you”: he smiled.
”Thank you Alex” she said lovingly stroking his thick forearm.
”Hands on head” she said and slowly looked back at me.
Alex nodded in encouragement and i gulped and placed them slowly back onto my head.
Each stroke struck perfectly and each time she ordered me to return to the position ready for the next blow.
I dropped to my knees in agony, sobbing uncontrollably as the twelfth and final blow struck. Mistress Victoria had saved the hardest blow until the last. She stepped back to get maximum leverage and swiped the leather thong right across the full length of my red swollen clit. I held it tenderly as she took hold of my leash and dragged me after her into one of the rooms off the hall.
There was a sluice in the corner and she pointed at it. “Wash your clit” she demanded
I gently washed the red swollen clit and dried it gently with an old towel she threw at me.
I heard a metallic jingle and saw her assembling another, smaller clit cage. I was ordered to place my hands on my head and she roughly snapped it over the sore clit and snapped the pink lock shut.
She then threw a pair of ankle cuffs at me. They landed at my feet.
“Put them on sissy” said Alex. He sounded bored.
I snapped the cuffs around my slim ankles and stood up again. The chain between them was short to restrict my walk. Then Mistress Victoria removed the leather collar I had on and replaced it with a thicker one. It had two wrist cuffs attached to it and I obediently placed my wrists up to my neck as Mistress Victoria tightened them around my wrists and snapped three pink locks on, one on the collar and one on each wrist.
”Ok Alex, thank you” said Mistress without looking at him.
Alex left the room and she stared at me. I trembled wanting to beg but knew I was helpless at the moment and my clit was exposed for a severe beating if Mistress became displeased.
”You will become my pet” she smiled. As she spoke Alex popped back into the room holding my iPhone and car keys.” It’s parked around the side.” He smiled to Mistress. “what’s the password sissy?” He said to me.
”Two zero three zero Sir” I said obediently.
he punched it in and nodded and handed it to the Mistress. She scrolled through as I stood trembling
“Wife’s name sissy” she demanded.
“Jane Mistress Victoria” I replied
“And your boss at work?” She grinned
I was beaten. I knew why she was asking these questions. Blackmail.
“Andrew D Mistress Victoria” I said like a good obedient sissy.
She took photos of me on my phone and then a video.
She pulled my panties up and straightened my stockings and suspenders and opened the door.
“Ok, walk out and turn left sissy” she said as she filmed me tottering on my heels with the restraints around my ankle forcing me into an even more pronounced sissy walk.
”Tell everyone how happy you are to be serving such a beautiful Mistress” she laughed as she stopped me and made me face the camera phone.
”Thank you Mistress Victoria for allowing me to serve you” I lisped like a sissy bitch.
She opened the door to a bedroom. My bedroom. It was decorated in pink from floor to ceiling.
My Little Pony posters adorned the walls with a Barbie Princess poster over the pink wrought iron bed head.
A Barbie duvet on the little single bed.
”You will soon learn to serve me as I demand. There will be a lot of pain, a lot of tears and lots and lots of humiliation. But that’s what you secretly yearn isn’t it sissy?” She said opening the little pink wardrobe drawer.
I could see panties and stockings as she opened each one in turn. Pinks, white, red and black ones. Suspenders, basques hung in the wardrobe.
“Once we see which fit we can sort this lot out” she smiled. “Your outfits and shoes will do for now until I use your card to buy all new” Her grin made me scared but also excited. Was this just part of the game? Of course it was. I had paid good money for this and she was an expert.
”Thank you Mistress Victoria” I said effeminately as she undid my wrist locks and I dressed in a pink frilly sissy nightie and stockings and then raised my wrists back up obediently so Mistress could lock them up. She helped me sit and then swing my legs into the bed and covered me with my duvet.
“I will empty your account tonight before I send your video to your poor wife and boss” she soothed as she tucked me in.
”Now get a good nights sleep, you have a long hard days training ahead of you tomorrow and it’s pussy stretching day so prepare yourself for a lot of pain and lots of tears.” She smiled. She bent over kissed my forehead.
It was a game, I said “Yes Mistress Victoria” and closed my eyes like a good gurl.
the door locked and I relaxed and felt the cage dig in as my sore clit started to grow at the kiss I had received and the smell of Mistress Victoria’s perfume on my nightie.
In he room down the hall unknown to the little sissy in pink snuggling into his new sissy bed, the Mistress was slipping her coat on to be driven to a cash machine and take as much money as she could at her first of many visits to different machines and returning to start spending on luxuries for herself and a few slutty clothes for her new sissy. The moment she had received the photo from the sissy she knew she wanted her as her own sissy servant. Not for a week but for good. She felt her clit swell in her panties at the thought of owning the sissy whore and training her to please her every wish. Her brother Alex pulled up at the bank. “No CCTV at this one” he said and jumped out and drew out the first wad of notes and handed them to his “Sister”.
They both grinned as they headed back to the apartment. Mistress Victoria played the video to him as he drove along.
“That will really fuck his wife up” he laughed.
”I know, I don’t care though, I want the little sissy for my self and I always get what I want “ she said smiling
”To be extra sure I will send to all in the morning” she laughed. “As well as a video of him bent over the bench and taking my biggest, thickest dildos” she added.
”I think he thinks this is still part of the game” laughed Alex.
”He won’t tomorrow when I FaceTime his darling wife while I fuck him” she giggled.
Latisha
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