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The Clothes Shop
By Manndee


Part 1


I looked at my watch, "Fuck it...nearly six, ...I bet they will be closed!"

I parked the car and walked towards the shop. It was raining, it was cold, a typical January Saturday. "Bradley will fucking kill me if I forget my suit!" I smiled to myself. "The man's a dick for getting married anyway!"

I walked towards the door, 'Fuck, is it open?' The lights were on. I opened the door, and like in a horror movie, did a mini scream as I saw someone "Fuck!" I shouted.

A lady appeared "Oh, it's OK...we were closing! Do you have something to pick up?"

The lady smiled, I recognised her from the week before.

"Yes!" I said as I sheepishly walked into the shop.

"Sorry?" she smiled. "Oh, I remember dear...you came in last week for a wedding suit! Take a seat!"

I wanted to say 'No, just give me the suit!', but felt I was being rather rude, so I obeyed.

The lady stepped away from me. "Cath..." shouted the lady "...customer dear!"

Cath appeared; she was around 35, very pretty face.

"Hi-ya! Do you want a coffee?"

'No' seemed to be the right thing, but it almost seemed a part of them, a kind of part of their service, so I said "White coffee please...no sugar!"

Cath disappeared. The problem was, the lady didn't seem to be rushing to get my suit. It soon became one of those awkward moments where you find your hands interesting and you sing those songs to yourself that you think you could get recorded and make a fortune.

I had viewed all the suits, shirts and ties from a sitting position 20 times over when the lady appeared and said "It's in the dressing room, Dear! Drink your coffee first though!"

The lovely Cath appeared; she smiled as she handed me the coffee.

"Thank you!" I said.

I drank the warm creamy coffee, obviously made with warm milk, hence the time it took to make. You know, a bit like your aunty would make you when you were a k**! I put the cup down and walked out to the dressing room. Outside the dressing rooms was a rail with some dresses on - one dress really stood out - clearly something a bride would wear in the evening - it was powder blue, heavy liquid, satin material, long sleeves, the dress was just down below the knee - it was stunning! I opened the door to the changing room, looked back at the dress - it was divine! There on a hook was my suit - it was fucking amazing suit - total class, with a pink shirt and matching tie. It looked the bollocks. I held the suit up towards me.

'That will do!' I thought. I opened the door and saw the dress again, 'Fuck me...that was gorgeous!' I really wanted to touch it. I leaned forward - it felt fucking amazing. I looked round - nobody could see me. 'Oh, fuck, I wish I owned this dress!' then suddenly, I don't know what came over me, I grabbed the dress and took it into the dressing room. Nobody would ever know, would they? Fuck me, this was horny. Only a few people knew about my crossdressing. I had kept my secrets to myself and just a few girlfriends - or rather, ex-girlfriends - for so long. I took my jeans down - I always wore stockings and suspenders, tan coloured, at the weekend - it helped me to remember who I was. I took my t-shirt off, then slid the dress on. It was fucking orgasmic as it passed over my nipples! I couldn't believe it was a near perfect fit! I did the zip up and turned to look at myself in the mirror.

I was beside myself - it looked amazing! I looked and felt amazing! My cock was rock hard, which did spoil the bit at the front, but that was to be expected - I was feeling so horny.

When the door opened and I heard the lady say "Does it fit, Darling?"

I think I wanted to faint! How could I have forgotten where I was? How could I be so stupid to not think about the circumstances and what the implications were going to be? The silence was like nothing I had ever experienced. I turned to see the lady and Cath both smiling at me.

"Glad we got you the right size, you fucking Sissy! We were not sure you would like it! Let's have a proper look at the dirty slut! Oh my...quite a Sissy, aren't you?"

Did I actually hear what she just said? My horror was becoming a nightmare! I had no defence, no words - I was completely numb.

The mood then suddenly changed.

The lady looked at me and said "Step outside, you dirty BITCH...I want to see what you look like…"

I wanted to speak, but felt that no words were going to explain what was happening. I stepped out and started to open my mouth.

"Not a word, you fucking sissy BITCH, till I tell you to speak! Do you understand?"

I nodded.

The lady looked at Cath and said "Get the shoes and that tight pantie girdle! Let's get this fucking BITCH prepared!"

My head was going round and round and around - I was getting dizzy.

"Sit down, BITCH! Look, the roofies are starting to work on you properly now, aren't they? We've spiked your coffee!" The lady laughed out loud, as I had no choice, but to sit on a chair before I fell over in the foyer for guests. I felt my eyes starting to close.

When I woke up I knew something was wrong, my mind was whirring around and around, my mouth was so dry. Was I waking from a hangover? Jesus, my head was thumping! Was I in bed having a bad dream? My memory was scrambled!

'OH MY GOD...something's not right! I can't move! My eyes won't open! Am I dreaming? I can hear noises...have I been in an accident? OH, MY, GOD!"

"WAKE UP, SIMONE...WAKE UP, YOU BITCH!"

I woke up hearing a woman's voice screaming at me - this is a fucking nightmare, or hangover! 'Shit...what's going on inside my head?'

As I open my eyes, I realised it's not a nightmare or a hangover - it's actually happening right now! My eyes start to focus and I see the women from the shop.

"At last...the BITCH has woken!" I hear a muffled laugh. "Don't laugh at Simone...that's not nice! Cath is laughing at you, Simone! That's not nice, is it?"

The lady from the shop was standing over me peering down at me on a chair.

"Well who's a naughty girl? Who likes to dress in women's clothes? Let's see...what's this say? Mr. Simon Dyer! That's what it says on the credit card! Shouldn't that be...SIMONE? Yes...that's what we will call you...SIMONE the Sissy!" the lady bursts out laughing. "What a night we have for you, Darling...you couldn't have picked a better night! It's the grand opening of the bridal dress shop tonight, Darling! Champagne...food...you'll love it, won't you? Dressed the part as well, aren't you? You stupid BITCH...didn't notice the sign next door when you came in the men's wear department, did you? Two shops, Darling...I own them both! Oh, Simone Sissy...you don't remember who I am, do you? Well you soon will, you fucking sissy bitch!

My whole body was completely numb - I couldn't even speak - my mouth was so dry - I couldn't feel my teeth! What was happening to me? My breathing was so difficult.

"You're going to be quite the centre of attraction, Darling...so glad you came in tonight! You see, we ran out of mannequins to show all our new dresses off...then you turn up, Darling! What a stroke of luck! Get the mirror, Cath...show SIMONE Sissy how pretty she looks! We are going to make you a sissy fuckdoll!"

Cath appeared with a large mirror on wheels and pointed it straight at me. The image was just so confusing - it couldn't be happening! Nothing looked real! Where was I in the mirror? Then the woman appeared in the image.

"Look, Darling...you look amazing, you dirty BITCH!"

The image made me feel ill - it was not me! She was standing next to a doll, sitting at a table, in the dress that I had put on.

"Oh Cath, she's confused! Look...she does not know that she's completely under our control, does she? Remember that coffee, Darling...the one with the sedative in? You stupid BITCH! Then we hypnotised you...so you're now under our control! You have a lovely ball gag in your mouth, and a rubber Dolly face mask on, with a wig like all the other mannequins...except you are our real sissy fuckdoll, aren't you? So, the plan is, we open the new shop at 9pm tonight...you will sit in the window like you were at a wedding dinner, showing off that beautiful dress, and wearing your own stockings and my tight girdle! What a bonus...everyone will see you when they arrive! I'm going to make them queue right in front of you! You're going to love the humiliation of it all, Darling...everyone waiting to come in for drinks, and you're the first thing they will see!"

She laughed nonstop like a witch. I simply couldn't move. The sheer humiliation of what she was doing to me was killing me.

Cath walked over to me and said "SLEEP!"

I don't remember what happened after that. When I woke, I had bright lights which were in my face from below, and I could hear violin music playing in the background. As I looked out through my rubber mask, all I could see was pretty girls queuing right in front of me - staring directly at me - laughing and pointing at me in my satin dress unable to move!

"It's eight fifty-five, Simone...time for some surprises, Darling!" the lady laughed out loudly as she approached me in the window. "I wonder who's on the guest list tonight? Oh look...maybe you know her? Stacey Drew and Emma White! Oh, I think they know you, Darling...they were your girlfriends...weren't they, you sissy BITCH? Two gorgeous girls...but you prefer to wear a dress, you sissy BITCH! Don't you? You stupid BITCH! Oh yes...and one more surprise...my silent partner...Vivian White! Does that name ring a bell? Of course, it does! It's the mother of Emma, isn't it? The poor girl who's heart you broke when you told her you like to wear dresses! Yes! She's my silent partner in the business, aren't you Vivian?"

A very tall, smartly dressed lady appeared into my vision. She was wearing a crisp pink silk suit, pink satin blouse, knee-length skirt, white stockings, and very expensive shoes.

"Well done, Doreen...you really have made Simone look quite a fucking sissy! Hasn't she, you FUCKING BITCH? I will deal with you later, you filthy dirty FUCKDOLL! Look at him...what a fucking sissy! Thank God, Emma didn't marry that BITCH!" Then she suddenly walked back again towards me. "You thought your secrets were safe, didn't you? What you don't know is, I taped everything, you fucking sick sissy bitch! You thought when no one was in the house, including Emma, you could go into my room and wear my dresses and underwear, you fucking sissy? Well now you're going to pay for that tonight! Oh yes, you fucking sissy!"

The music got louder and suddenly the doors were open. Lots of female cheers were heard as they all came in to the shop. Champagne was being served by waitresses, and people were laughing as they checked out all the wedding dresses. As the women arrived, more women outside queued in front of me - they were all laughing at me. When everyone was in the party, the whole window area began to revolve slowly. I was now right in front of everyone, slowly revolving around for them all to admire! I constantly saw Vivian bring women over to stare at me as I revolved around - each time they all cheered and laughed as I appeared. She also kept standing with Emma and Stacey near me, laughing loudly.

It seemed to last forever, but eventually people started to leave. Vivian came over several times and whispered "Sissy fuckdoll! Everyone's going to be told who you are!" laughing loudly. She was very drunk and nasty.

Cath walked over to me and said "It's time for the party...go to sleep!"

Everything seemed very calm when I woke; well it seemed to be calm, except my eyes would not open. Strangely though, it didn't seem to matter - I felt very peaceful within myself. I felt good and healthy - it was a very strange feeling, but I didn't seem to care about anything! I didn't move because I didn't want to - life was actually really good. My breathing was heavy, but calm. A strange medical smell filled my nostrils, but it felt good. The more I sniffed the smell, the better and more relaxed I seemed to feel.

"Seven, Eight, nine and ten...wake up, you fucking BITCH!"

I heard the words and startled awake - all the good feelings suddenly left me.

"Hello, sissy BITCH...it's time for you to party, isn't it?"

I couldn't resist this urge to nod, but inside me I knew I shouldn't - my head nodded up and down.

"Good, sissy BITCH!" said the voice. I felt that I knew the voice...

Suddenly everything came back to me in one massive wave of information! The dress shop - being caught dressed - the party - everything all at once! It was very overwhelming - everything was racing through my mind! I could picture every single moment like a haunting photograph. The humiliation of every single detail was embedded in my mind. The fact that all those women had seen me dressed like a sissy, and I hadn't been able to do anything about it. All those women from the town pointing and laughing at me, and seeing Stacey and Emma again, and seeing how amazing they both looked.

"The town is quite small, SIMONE...you don't realise that when you run a business! Then you get to know what everyone does...what everyone likes...and what everyone wants! If you piss someone off in this town, then you should either leave, or wait for the debt to be collected by your enemy! You don't remember me, do you SIMONE? Well, let me remind you! 5 years ago, you rang a sissy dressing service and said you 'were a crossdresser sissy slut and needed to get dressed up'! You remember Darling, don't you? All those urges running through your blood...you said you 'had just broken up with your girlfriend and needed to dress'! You remember that, don't you?"

My mind went straight back to what the voice of the lady was referring to at the time! Jesus, was it 5 years?

"Well you eventually came along to see me, didn't you? After all those phone calls you made to me...Oh, you wouldn't have recognised me then, Darling, because I was running a different part of my business in those days! A service for sissy's like you! Do you remember? You came in and we talked for ages, didn't we? Then we went off and you got dressed in your maid's uniform like a good sissy, didn't you Darling? Oh so pretty in your maid's uniform! You still have it, don't you Darling? You still wear it on Sunday to do your housework in like I trained you! You're such a fucking loser? Good, sissy girl!"

Everything was becoming so much clearer. Why couldn't I stop wearing my maid's uniform on a Sunday to do the washing and the ironing in? Now I understood - it was because of this woman that I had visited!

"You were so easy to dominate and capture...all I had to do was leave simple subliminal messages for you to find at home! That was easy! I had all your information in your wallet, and I made moulds of your keys when you visited, so I could get in your house and start the process! So tonight, part of your punishment, you fucking loser, is to find out everything that has been going on! This is so you understand that I OWN YOU NOW! Do you understand that?"

My mind was racing - everything made sense, but didn't! I was lost and confused, but full of so much information that felt so real! My heart was thumping.

"The power of hypnotism has made me so much money from losers like you, SIMONE...little sissy BITCH losers like you! Now you know why you dress in stockings and suspenders at the weekend...because I demand that you do it! Now you know why you dress in your maid's uniform on a Sunday...because I demand you do it! Now you know why you wear a nightdress every night when you go to bed...because I demand you do! Now you know why you paint your toe nails every Sunday...because I demand you do! Because I own you, SIMONE...have done for the last 5 years! Every Friday at 7pm, you call me for your instructions! You go in a trance, and I tell you what you're going to do...because you're so weak! You're so pathetic! You're such a loser, aren't you? You're just a fucking sissy faggot fuckdoll, aren't you SIMONE? And we are going to prove that tonight, at the special party, aren't we sweetie?"

"Now it's time for my Masterplan to start! 5 long years, SIMONE...planning and preparing you...getting you down in dress sizes from an 18 - 20, to a sassier 14 - 16! You really owe me, SIMONE, so much...all that hard work in the gym...all those special exercises you do to ensure your femme body stays fit. Despite that rib cage, we have managed to get you down to a more girly size, haven't we, you sissy BITCH? So, tonight has been a great success! We have a book of orders to keep us going into the end of the year! You looked so pretty tonight...Vivian loved your dress, Darling...said it really suited you!"

My mind was awash of thoughts, trying to work out why this was happening. How I was going to escape? The problem was, I couldn't move - I couldn't see - I had no idea where I was! The biggest problem of all was, as much as I was fighting it in my mind, I was really loving what was happening to me! I couldn't work out why it felt so good, because it was demeaning and so humiliating! The whole evening had been shameful, but I really felt that it was what I deserved! Where were these thought's coming from? Why would I bring on such a shaming spectacle of myself? Or was it really what I wanted?

My heart sank as mad thoughts raced through my mind. 'Oh, my, God...no, no, no!' My mind was remembering stuff from years before. I started to remember when I visited the dressing service. I was very stressed, I told the lady that I needed to dress as a woman. I told her I needed to calm down and de-stress. I explained that 'like all crossdressers, the only way to de-stress was to get dressed as a female'. Then I handed the letter over to her with what I wanted to happen. JESUS, why? Why was I so stupid to share such personal stuff with a professional dominatrix? The letter read as follows. Jesus, I remember the exact words.

Dear Mistress,

I need to be owned and punished by you. I have done some awful things and need to be humiliated and owned starting from today. I have broken up with my girlfriend; I told her about my crossdressing fantasies. She is heartbroken and said we cannot continue the wedding plans. I have been wearing her Mum's clothes in secret, nobody knows, and I need to be punished for this by you.

I beg that you please own me and humiliate me and control me.

Simon, your new devoted slave

Jesus, admitting to wearing her mum's clothes was a really stupid thing to admit to Emma, let anyone! Telling a dominatrix all that detail - I was leaving myself open to ridicule and bribery as soon as I handed over the letter! It was all coming together now - fucking bad timing by about 5 years actually! That's why she had invited Vivian to the party. When I met Emma, her mother, Vivian, was a well-established business woman in the community. She wore amazing clothes! If you mentioned her name, everyone knew her. She had made her fortune in property - she had a keen eye for a bargain - it was just instinctive. Her husband allowed her to dabble in property because he had his own career in money markets, but Vivian was smart, she started renting out properties, then the proceeds paid for further investments. By the time Simon met Emma, she was worth twice what her husband was worth. A very clever lady; she also looked really good for her age as well! When he met Emma, she was just getting over a breakup with a guy who was older than her - a very skinny guy called Steve. The relationship didn't really start, let alone end, but Mummy's daughter Emma was devastated when it did. All Simon heard from Vivian was 'Don't muck my daughter around, Simon, or you will pay'. I heard someone breathing close to me - they touched my head.

"Tonight, at the old Dungeon, is Lesbian night, and you, sweetie, are everything we hate! A so-called male trying to be a female! You're pathetic, you fucking sissy bitch! I'm having some friends over, and you are going to entertain us because you are a fucking sissy BITCH! You will learn why it's taken 5 years to prepare you...5 long years...and tonight has been so much fun! Not for you, but oh, such a relief that the grand opening went so well, Darling! Now I have the two shops running with successful accounts, and I have done it all in 5 years! Oh, I keep saying, that, don't I? 5 years! Oh we have both had such a different 5 years, haven't we? Now let's get you ready, Darling...It's party time!"

Cath appeared, and before I could do anything, she removed a blindfold from my eyes. She whispered in my ears and I stood up. I felt like I was wearing very tight clothes. Cath kept whispering things in my ear, and for some reason I seemed to want to hold a drinks tray with champagne glasses on it. I then seemed to just stand there rigid. Cath was dressed in a very tight PVC maid's uniform, with high heels - she looked really horny! I started to look around. Oh my God - it's the dressing place where I went to all those years ago! It hadn't changed! Basically, it was several large rooms, all set up in various dungeon type scenario's.

A bell rang, I heard voices, it was women laughing, the noise was getting louder - I couldn't move. About 7 women all dressed in heavy PVC suddenly walked into the room. Doreen, the dress lady, was now dressed in a very tight Mistress Dominatrix dress.

"Ladies, come in, and welcome to Lesbian night! Take a drink from the maid's...get comfy before the show starts!"

She walked over to me where I stood silent, unable to move.

"You look stunning, SIMONE...just a few more touches and you will be complete! Ladies, welcome...well what a night it's been for me! After lots of hard work and help from so many of you in the business community, thank you darlings! I have decided to show you my nearly finished masterpiece...SIMONE! You all saw her tonight, showing off that amazing dress that she chose herself ladies. Now as you can see, she is dressed as a glorious PVC maid. She just looks so good to fuck, doesn't she ladies? Oh SIMONE, poor girl...you need to see what a pretty girl you look! It's why all these ladies are here, Darling!"

The women started to cheer and clap. Cath appeared with a large mirror and stood in front of me. I stared at what I saw in the mirror - a tall girl dressed in a PVC maid's uniform. But 'FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!' - no disguise this time! It was my male face, Simon! The Bitch was exposing me as Simon! I couldn't move. The women were cheering louder and louder.

I began to panic; something that had strangely not happened yet! My breathing got faster, but I couldn't move. However, much I tried to move, it was as if my body simply refused. The cheering was getting faster and louder. Doreen stood in front of me encouraging the mad pack of lesbians to chant even louder - she was loving the sheer humiliation of this for me. What were they saying??

'OH JESUS! OH FUCKING HELL!' I was screaming now in my own head as I realised what these mad Lesbian business women were screaming for.

"FUCK HER...FUCK HER!"

My brain was working overtime now, I realised this was real! These mad women wanted me to fuck one of them, but then the full horror was revealed - Doreen turned towards me smiling. That's when I realised just what they actually wanted! I stared at Doreen - she was cackling like a witch, staring me in the eyes laughing. Her right hand on her hip - the left hand on a giant cock which she was holding! I was screaming inside for help, but I couldn't talk. I was screaming for help, that someone would save me. But nobody was coming to save me, not with these mad lesbian witches screaming for me to be fucked.

Doreen walked over to me and said "Soon you will start your final journey into sissyhood! Soon you will be totally broken...once you feel my cock inside you...then you will realise that women are superior to all SISSY BITCHES! I will break your morale...I will smash your memories of manhood! Soon you will be a total SISSY FUCKBITCH, and all this hard work will be worth it!"

I saw Cath walking towards me and heard the word "SLEEP!"

When I woke, it was quiet, but my body was contorted - my legs were high above me - I could see my PVC stockings and ankle boots almost above my head. I appeared to be in a contraception suspended from the ceiling. I first saw Cath still dressed in her PVC maid's uniform - she walked slowly over to me and whispered something in my ear. I had no idea why I did it, but I opened my mouth as wide as I could. Doreen then appeared. She smiled at me, then moved away.

"Ladies, she is ready for her journey! Please join me for the fucking of my SISSYBITCH, SIMONE!"

The room filled with more women than I could count as they started to cheer. Cath appeared behind me and they all cheered loudly. Doreen stepped forward.

"Ladies, I would like you to witness what is known as a SPIT-ROAST! Cath is going to fill SIMONE's mouth with cock, and I will FUCK her SISSY CLITTY!"

The women cheered like mad as Cath stepped forward - her cock went straight into my mouth - she began to FUCK my mouth and moaned. I had never heard Cath make any noise, but now she was moaning in pleasure. At exactly the same moment, Doreen pushed her cock deep in to my SISSY arse. I was screaming inside as they both began their own rhythms as they fucked me.

The mad Lesbians were screaming, and I was crying in shame of what my life had become. This was never supposed to happen! How do women just lay on their backs and let guys fuck them? Is that how selfish we really are? Do they just get on top of a girl and fuck her for personal relief?

What shocked me next was the sticky hot fluid that shot into my mouth! Cath was screaming now as more hot sticky fluid seemed to be coming from Cath. Doreen was fucking me at such a speed, I could see beads of sweat rolling down her face. Doreen screamed out as she exploded inside my sissy clit.

The fucking was over. First, there was a stunned silence, then the women began to cheer. Cath drew back from my face - it was then that I realised Cath had a real cock! She had just cum in my mouth, and Doreen had cum inside my arse! They were both SHE-MALES!

I was catching my breath when I heard a voice that haunted me. Standing in front of me was Vivian, Emma's mother - the woman whose underwear I loved to wear! MY heart stopped - this woman was evil - she had no conscience!

"You're going to FUCKING pay for it now, you SISSY FUCK-SLUT! 5 years I have been waiting for this moment...to degrade you...to break you...to offer no mercy! Now I'm going to snuff your lights out...to end what you are...to end what you have become...to end your pathetic SISSY lifestyle! Look at you...we have broken you! Why would we let you exist anymore? What excuse of an a****l are you?"

The women were silent. Vivian turned and I saw a large black strap-on attached to her waist. She walked towards my arse and eased the strap-on halfway into my arse - it was so big, she couldn't get it in any further! She started to push harder - it really hurt as she tried to get in deeper. She leaned right over so our heads were close to each other. I heard a crackle of plastic. As I looked up, the plastic bag was over my head. Vivian pulled the see-though plastic bag tight over my head. Another pair of hands appeared, and masking tape started to go round my neck to hold the bag tightly in place. They were sealing the plastic bag over my head! I was gasping for breath as Vivian began to laugh and fuck my arse uncontrollably. I could feel the strap-on pushing deeper inside me as my breathing began to hurt as I gasped for air - my whole body was shaking frantically for air! Vivian was screaming with delight as I struggled in my last breaths alive in my body - my lungs were screaming for air - then my struggle was over - instant darkness. My body went limp and Vivian withdrew her strap-on. Vivian had done what she said she would do - she snuffed out the air in my lungs. Revenge and victory was hers.

I woke as if someone had been slapping me hard in the head. As I opened my eyes, I saw Cath standing in front of me. Very quickly, everything was coming back to me. I tried to talk, but my mouth would not open. Cath walked over to me and began to wash my face with soap and water - she was not rough, but she seemed to be very methodical in what she was doing. It only took a few minutes and she was done with me. Cath walked out the room. I appeared to still be hanging from the ceiling - my legs were still strapped behind my shoulders.

Doreen appeared in front of me, she was smiling at me - it was not a kind smile - it was a wicked smile.

"Well, the sissy bitch has woken has she? You're very popular, Simone...quite a performance tonight...very spectacular finish with Vivian! Shame you missed the encore! But don't worry; I have it on video, Darling! Now Cath is just going to prepare you for some more entertainment...won't that be fun? Oh, Darling, being my sissy bitch is hard work, isn't it? But I own you now...this is your life! You have no past...you no longer exist, Darling! This is your future now...serving me and all my girlfriends!"

Cath appeared; she walked over and whispered in my ear - everything went dark.

When I woke, I was in the same room - nothing had changed. A large lady dressed in a blue PVC dress with black ankle boots was standing in front of me. She was grinning at me in a crazy way; her long blonde hair was tied in a bun.

"Oh SIMONE, you look so pretty...dressed like this! I'm really going to enjoy fucking you! Open your mouth, darling, and suck Mommy's cock! Put those pretty red lips round Mommy's cock! That's right! Good girl...make it nice and wet for your cum-filled clit!"

I could taste the PVC of the strap-on as she fed her cock inside my mouth - in and out like she was having a blow job. She stood back and removed her cock. I looked down between my legs - she was positioning herself between my legs and was wearing a large blue strap-on - it matched her dress in PVC. She eased the cock into my arse - the cock seemed to go in easily, and she teased my clit, going in and out slowly. Then she pushed a bit harder this time - it seemed to go in a few more inches. I could feel every inch of her cock as she slowly entered my clit. She was holding the straps from the ceiling as she jerked away at my clit, then she pushed harder much more harder. I could feel the front of her cock pushing deep inside my clit. She was pushing so hard, it really hurt! I wanted to scream in pain - it hurt so much, but I also secretly wanted her deeper inside me! I began to enjoy her cock going in and out of my clit, pushing hard against my thighs. She appeared to be in as far as her cock would go! She screamed out loudly in an orgasm as she fucked me madly, holding my hips and pushing hard, with her cock deep inside my clit.

"Oh SIMONE...look...you have made Mommy cum! Look at all this cum on Mommy's cock! You need to clean Mommy's cock now...don't you?"

She walked round to where my head was in the sling and slid her cock in my mouth. I could now taste her cum, mixed with the PVC - she tasted amazing! The cum was still really warm, her cock felt so nice in my mouth. I licked along the shaft slowly - she had cum a lot! I could smell her strong female lesbian cum. she had clearly orgasmed very heavily whilst fucking me!

Another woman appeared - she was wearing a red PVC catsuit. She had enormous breasts - her nipples stuck out hard against her PVC catsuit. She walked in to the room and said "Oh Simone, look at you? How about another spit-roast, Darling...you horny dirty BITCH?"

The woman walked forward and stuck her cock straight in my clit. She started to moan as the other woman fucked my mouth with her cum-drenched cock. Cath appeared to the left of me and leaned forward to where my cock was. She unzipped my PVC dress in the crutch area - my hard cock popped out. She grabbed my cock and started to wank it off whilst the two girls were fucking me. Both of them had their eyes shut as they wanked off on me. When I came, it was instant - I don't think I have ever cum like it in my life! Everything seemed to go hazy as an amazing feeling of calm overcame me. As I reached orgasm, Cath pointed my cock - which felt bigger than it had ever been - into a clear jar that she was holding. It was a small jar and I virtually filled the jar up with orgasmic hot sissy cum. After my orgasm was complete, she put her lips round my cock and licked the cum off it before pushing my cock back inside my maid's dress.

After the 2 women had orgasmed, they left the room - both seemed to have wobbly legs as they stumbled out the room. Almost instantly, 2 more women arrived and followed virtually the same process - both fucking my clit and mouth - both working themselves into an orgasm frenzy. Five more women appeared in turn and did similar things to me. 2 women came in, started to fuck me, and kissed each other, and played with each other's tits at the same time. they licked each other's fingers and made each other's nipples rock hard as they fucked me. On each occasion, when the women came into the room, they all orgasmed.

The room was now quiet; I hung almost in a drunken stupor waiting to be used again - the silence felt un-natural.

"Well look at you? You dirty fucking whore...it's 4:45am on Saturday morning...and this room smells like a whore house! We all need to get some sleep, especially you! Oh yes, you have quite a day ahead of you, but I will tell you all about that when we wake you!"

Cath walked over and whispered in my ear - everything went dark.