A Tale Of Two Sissies
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Introduction to Sissies V
By latexslut
"But I wanna help," cried babysissy, stomping her high
heeled foot. "She's my roommate."
"Now yet, babysissy," Mistress Satin said firmly but
kindly. "After. Nursesissy and Bunny know how to do this.
You would make a mess of things."
The gurls named Bunny and Nursesissy had left the couch and
were now sashaying over to him. John Phillips took a step
back. And then another one.
"sissyuseless," Mistress Satin said to him. "You will not
resist. I know you want to, but there is no way out,
punishments are met, your wife wants you whole, but trained
and you don't want to be a... what is it gurls?"
The three gurls that had been playing cards at the dining
table, now looking wanton and desirously at John Phillips
said in unison, "sissyuseless don't want to be a Z cup.
sissyuseless don't want to be a Z cup."
"Exactly," smiled Mistress Satin. "Go along nicely, and
like I said, sissyuseless, obey well, you will be well.
Obey badly, and Goddess knows, you will be treated badly."
"Oh, sissyuseless, this going to be so much fun," said the
gurl named Nursesissy. She was wearing a white PVC nurse's
outfit, complete with a red cross over her bosom, with a
white cap. Blond hair spilled out from it, framing a
gorgeous face with too much makeup.
He took another step back. "I... I," he stuttered. "Can
bathe myself fine. J-just let me g-go to the b-bathroom and
and uh, I'll be fine." God, they were all so pretty and he
felt so scared and he knew he was in a dungeon and there
really was no way out and his thoughts were running crazy.
"Oh dear," said babysissy, with disappointment. "That was
three I's. sissyuseless that was very bad. If you're not
going to be good, babysissy won't share my toybox."
Nursesissy reached him and grabbed his ear. "Come on,
sissyuseless. You stink, and you're furry."
John Phillips, with mind roiling in turmoil, did the only
thing he could think of. It was dangerous here, and he was
clearly outnumbered. So he fell to the floor, even though
his ear was pulled and it hurt, and made himself into a
ball, fetus style, curling himself up as tight he could,
with his eyes shut tightly. This will go away. I need a
cigarette! I need to get out of here.
Mistress Satin was appalled. She glanced at her expensive
watch and saw that she had only two hours left before the
Meting of the Punishments. And in that time, She had to get
uselesssissy shaved, dressed and initiated. And then on top
of that, she had to whip her 50 times. And now,
sissyuseless was being an idiot. Didn't she see the
cameras? Didn't she know that defiance, or this silly act
of curling into a ball, brought punishment?
"Z cup! Z cup!" chorused the gurls at the dining table,
their card game forgotten.
Mistress Satin strode over to the weeping uselesssissy and
began kicking hur, hard. "Get up. Get up, useless sissy.
Now. I can't protect you, if you don't behave." Kick.
John Phillips felt the pain of the first kick, and then he
felt also that Nursesissy and Bunny were kicking him too.
Pointed shoes hammering at his legs, back and head. His
head hurt now with more than fear. They will kick me to
death, he felt. I have to get out. I am not helpless! I
will fight! So he sprang up, wozzily.
"Okay! I'm up! You bitch cu-"
As he stood up, Mistress Satin slapped him hard across the
face. It rocked him.
"If you resist, you stupid shit, there will be worse for
you, more than you know," She hissed. "And I won't be able
to help you."
His eyes wobbled for a moment, and he lashed back,
intending to slap her likewise. She, instantly, caught his
hand. "Don't, sissyuseless. Please don't. For your sake."
John Phillips looked at Mistress Satin, who looked like
Rachel Welch, for a moment, and began to cry. Again.
Now the gurls at the table were slamming their glasses in
unison with their cry. "Z cup! Z cup!"
Bunny said, "Come along uselesssissy."
With a sob, he bowed his head, and went.
...
The bathroom was huge, and white and sterile. And
unprivate. It smelt like Lysol. Two toilets were on the
left. Over them were enema bags, boxes of tampons and other
things that John Phillips couldn't figure out. On the right
was a very long mirror with three sinks in front of it and
makeup stuff on the counter, cluttered around. In the back,
where he was guided were the three open showers.
"Strip," said Nursesissy. She was annoyed. Stupid ass new
fish. Always the newbies are scaredy cats. Bunny stood next
to her. babysissy and Mistress Satin were by the doorway.
In the background, he could still hear the childish
chanting, "Z cup! Z cup!"
John Phillips was dressed, but he felt naked. He wasn't
used to being looked at this way, observed, like a science
project. He was just used to being seen, addressed, eye to
eye. He had never been shy about himself, well, not that
much, maybe in his swimsuit at the beach with Maria. Even
though, he knew that she was the bombshell of a beauty,
while he was a bit short, but very buff. He had compensated
for his height that way. The lifting of weights, the shoe
lifts, the glossed hair. This had helped him look to be the
kind of man any woman would want. Now he would lose his
fa?ade, except for his muscles, at least. They couldn't
take that away.
"By the way, you useless sissy," Mistress Satin said,
anticipating his thoughts. "We have no gym for those
muscles. Here we work on others."
John Phillips took off his tie - he always wore a tie,
shirt. He knelt to untie his oxfords and took them off, and
then the socks, which were knitted with turtles on them. He
took off his trousers, and stood before them in his boxers.
They were blue and had racecars on them.
"Next," said nursesissy, noticing, but not looking. She was
putting on latex gloves. "Get naked."
He lowered and removed his boxers, now standing naked but
for his fur. Bunny knelt and crawled over to him. "My, but
you are little, may I kiss your you?"
Bunny was dressed in a fifties playboy outfit, complete
with pink ears and bunny tail. And was so decked out. Her
breasts were pointed out like rockets. Her makeup, like
everyone else's, was heavy. She wore her hair like a
sixties playmate, bouffant.
But he couldn't help it. As She knelt, he felt a rise in
him. He wanted to scream. It's not supposed to be like
this! I don't love men, but She was so intent and willing
that his penis didn't respond to his brains wishes, and
became at attention.
babysissy blurted, "He's so manly. He could be my daddy."
Mistress Satin backslapped. "Don't be sick. She's your
slut, and we'll make sure to get rid of the muscles.
Though, actually, he does look nice. Very nice."
"Uh oh, I did a poo poo."
"The useless sissy will take care of that after the Meting.
Shut up or go away."
Nursesissy handed him a bottle. "Shampoo. Use it all over.
Don't forget the toes." Another lady reached her hand
through the doorway, holding shears. Nursesissy took them.
Bunny went and turned on the shower. "It's warm,
Nursesissy."
"Get under. Leave your head dry." She clacked over, even
with the shower pouring spray, and began to clip his hair
that fell into great clumps.
John Phillips went under, doing as he was bid. The shower
was hot, the spray fierce. For a moment, he lost himself in
its heat. Then nursesissy gave him the bottle of "shampoo".
He took it. He knew what it would do. It screamed Nair at
him. And he lathered himself.
"Help me with my back, Nursesissy."
"But that's too long," babysissy whined.
Mistress Satin was looking at sissyuseless. She will look
great. I would have her in my bed. She looked at his penis.
And thought, that will work, we can play.
"babysissy, get a rash, and get out of here. I don't want
to hear your mewling anymore."
Nursesissy, with latex gloves, rubbed John Phillips back
with her other hand, clipping away. He had coated his legs
and arms, and he saw the hair slide away.
"All of it, sissyuseless." She said, wondering. Why do I
get this duty? Well, since I do, once we are done here, I
am going to mash my cock into her stupid, dimbulb mouth.
Clipping finished, so that he was shorn to less than crew
cut, she began to lather John Phillips head.
Bunny was caressing him, sliding off his hair, and
reapplying new Nair. The shower felt wonderful.
Nursesissy took a plastic windshield scraper and slowly
trowelled off his head hair. Bunny got to his private parts
and kissed him there. He bucked. She kissed again.
"No more, Bunny. Just do your chores."
John Phillips got lost. I'm being shaved by two gorgeous
wet sluts. Rachael Welch is watching me. And then he became
resolute. Let them. Let them! Shave me. Dress me. I am the
same person! I will only look better. And damn, he
faltered. I am in hell.
"All done," determined nursesissy. "No more hair."
Despite the heated spray, he felt cold. And shivered.
...
The towels that they dried him with were large, blue and
very thick. It sponged the moisture off his body instant,
since there was no hair on his body to keep it. To John
Phillips it felt eerily wonderful, and sent shivers through
his spine.
"Come along now, sissyuseless," said Mistress Satin. "Time
to get you dressed, and then..." She lingered on that
thought, smiling to John, with a trace of flirt.
Nursesissy and bunny had removed their outer clothes now
that they were wet. The rest they left on, and John
Phillips marveled at their feminine grace as they led him
over to the closeted area. The swivel, the poise, it was
like they has a socket in their spine that could make their
hips sway so seductively. They've been here for a long
time, he thought.
Another gurl dressed all in magenta, from hose to short
skirt to short leather gloves with the tips cut off,
exposing long purple nails waited, holding two weightless
nude stockings in one arm and a heavy white corset in the
other.
"Z cup! Z cup!" the gurls at the table chorused
continuously, but now quieter. John Phillips had begun to
think it was like a mantra to them. It almost made him bark
laughter, but he was so lost in the actions he was being
taken through. It would get worse, and more hectic shortly.
"Pink, maggiesissy. sissyuseless will be dressed in pink,"
Mistress Satin said quietly, commandingly. "She's a virgin
still."
The gurl named Maggie quickly rummaged through one of the
packed closets and returned. "Step into these,
sissyuseless."
John Phillips slipped his foot into a pink gossamer
stocking. And was surprised. As the stocking was slid up,
he felt like he was being caressed, petted. It felt good.
Real good. In spite of himself, he felt himself rise a
little.
babysissy noticed. "Oh, my! babysissy is going to like
sleeping with her clitty."
Maggie fitted the corset around him, and fastened the busk.
Nursesissy began to tighten the laces, while bunny attached
the garters to the wispy stockings. John Phillips hardly
noticed, until the corset slowly, but surely tightened.
"Your waist was thirty four inches, useless one." said
Mistress Satin. "You will start at thirty inches and each
week be reduced one inch until you reach a most comfortable
twenty six inches. Anything less will be determined at the
Meting of Punishments."
John Phillips barely heard. Fleetingly he thought, what is
this meting of punishment. But he wasn't concentrating. He
felt himself becoming erect. He tried to fight it. Go down,
he thought, but it wasn't working.
babysissy said, "Oh boy! You can share my toy box anytime."
"Shoes? Mistress Satin?" queried Maggie.
"Boots would be better, for support. sissyuseless is a
clutz," Smiled Mistress Satin. "Clearly."
Magenta Maggiesissy rummaged again in the closet and
returned with sparkling PVC plastic pink knee boots with
four inch heels. "Step."
babysissy crept over and began to suck him. Mistress Satin
slapped her. "Not now! Not yet."
John Phillips edged his toes into the boot, thankful for
Mistress Satin's support. Steep, he thought. I am standing
on a hill. Tottering, he put his other foot into the other
pink boot. Magenta slid up the zippers to both. Mistress
Satin let go. And he fell over to his knees.
"Good!" She said. "Now we can start. We don't have much
time." She smiled. "And useless sissy, you can crawl."
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