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He heard the loud strident voice, of his wife Ethel in the lounge, the
peals of laughter, which she provoked in her in the seven other women,
no doubt a derisive comment about him. Oh how had it happened, how had
he been forced to marry that dreadful woman, who now occupied his house
with seven other prostitutes?
While they lazed about in the lounge, he was here in the kitchen
performing his normal domestic duties. He looked at the pile of dinner
plates, saucepans, cups and saucers in the kitchen sink, all waiting to
be washed by him. A dinner, which he had prepared and served, while
they did nothing.
He caught his reflection in the mirror; he was wearing a black mini
dress, four-inch high heels, a frilly white apron and the dress so
short it revealed his stocking tops. Bending down to retrieve a dropped
tea towel, the mini dress rode up over his waist revealing his pink
nylon panties
The tears ran down his face he remembered how his sissy fantasies had
reduced him to this, nothing more than a domestic servant, at the
constant beck and call of his wife and her friends, subject to constant
ridicule and humiliation. Those same fantasies had forced him into a
marriage with the fifty-year-old prostitute Ethel.
He had bought this house with his inheritance, it was a large six bed
roomed farmhouse, surrounded by fifty acres of countryside, completely
isolated. At the age of forty he had become financially independent.
The isolation of the house allowing him to indulge in his secret fetish
for cross-dressing, completely free from watching neighbours.
But after a few weeks his secret cross-dressing had failed to satisfy
him; he needed to be dominated by cruel mistresses. Searching the web
for a female dominant, he had discovered Mistress Wanda. She described
her self as a thirty year old beautiful blond prepared to train sissies
in their own home. In a state of sexual excitement he had emailed
Mistress Wanda, he gave her his full address and that he owned the
house and lived completely alone. Giving her his name as Cynthia,
expressing in vivid detail his need for sissy domination.
Two days later he received an e-mail from her demanding he send two
videos of him self. Dressed in panties, bra and suspender belt, nylon
stockings and four-inch high heel shoes. One video to taken from the
rear, the other to be taken from the front showing him with his hand
inside his panties wanking.
Any reservations he had felt about sending such incriminating videos to
a complete stranger were over taken by his sexual excitement.
So he had sent two videos of him self dressed as ordered, his hand
inside his panties wanking and just as he ejaculated his cum over his
pink nylon panties, he pressed send, screaming out, "Look at me Madam
Wanda I'm a complete sissy!"
As soon as he ejaculated he regretted pressing send, but it was too
late, the video was now in Wanda possession.
Two days later he received an e-mail from Wanda, "Look at my web site
sissy."
With a mixture of trepidation and sexual excitement, he turned to her
web site and there amongst her list of sissies, was his video. Though
it was the one taken with his back to the camcorder, his voice could be
clearly heard screaming, "Look at me Madam Wanda I'm a sissy!"
One hour later he received from her a second email inquiring, did he
wish her to place the frontal video of him on her web site?
In a complete panic at the thought of his total humiliation being
viewed the world over he emailed her, "Please don't Mistress Wanda."
She replied, "I will visit you tomorrow sissy at four, be dressed in
your pink panties, bra, suspender belt nylon stockings, high heel shoes
and a black mini dress and wearing full make up and a long blond wig
and don't forget to curtsy on my arrival."
A second email arrived, "I may not visit you tomorrow, I may simply
decide to place your video on my site, you will have to wait my
decision."
The following day he dressed as she had commanded, he waited her
arrival, his tiny sissy prick erect inside his pink panties. Caught up
in his sissy excitement his hands slipped inside his panties and he
began wanking. He quickly came into his panties, as his sticky cum
stained his panties, his excitement subsided and once more, the cold
realisation of the videos being shown on her web site returned, he
began to cry like the sissy he was.
But she didn't arrive
As the hours went by with out her arrival, he resigned him self to the
belief she was going to place his humiliating video on her web site for
everyone's amusement. Tears ran down his face at the thought of all his
former friends and relations laughing at his sissy humiliation. He
waited till eight-o clock in the evening, then just as he had resigned
himself to the fact she wasn't coming; he heard cars arriving outside.
He listened to car doors opening and shutting; fearful of whom could it
be and here he was dressed in his sissy attire, oh it could be anyone.
He was just about to run upstairs and change, when he heard a female
voice shout.
"Open the door Cynthia, Mistress Wanda's here."
He went to the front door, still fearful of who may be outside and
hesitated opening the door.
Suddenly there was heavy banging on the door and a strident woman's
voice shouted, "Open this fucking door you sissy bastard!"
He was crying now, quite frightened of who awaited outside. Opening the
door he saw Mistress Wanda for the first time. But this was no
beautiful blond thirty-year-old; she was at least fifty years old with
obviously dyed blond hair. She was dressed in a short white mini dress
and black four-inch high-heeled boots, which reached up to her to her
ample thighs. Remembering her instructions he placed his hands on his
dress and dropped into a deep curtsey.
Peals of feminine laughter rang in ears as Wanda said, "Now go and
curtsey to all the ladies in turn Cynthia."
She was not alone; seven other women stood laughing at him.
He curtseyed to the first laughing lady, she was no more than sixteen,
as he gave his deep curtsey to her, he heard another woman shout,
"Never thought you would receive a curtsey Judy."
He looked up from kneeling position and saw that under her micro mini
skirt, Judy was wearing white nylon thong panties.
"Are you looking at my knickers you sissy bastard?" she shouted.
"I'm sorry mistress." he snivelled.
"You, dirty little sissy bastard, you will be sorry." she said.
Looking at the other laughing women she asked, "What should we do with
a sissy who looks up a young ladies skirt at her knickers?"
Alice an old seventy year old former prostitute said, "Leave her to me
Judy." Looking down at the cringing sissy, she said, "Stand up you
wanker."
Standing, he looked at the old woman; he saw that even though she was
wearing full make up, the years on the streets still showed on her
face. Oh this wasn't how he had imagined it in his sissy fantasies.
He stood standing in front of this former old prostitute; his sissy
prick, now limp inside his panties.
"So you're a sissy who looks up young ladies skirts are you?"
"No Mistress it was an accident." he pleaded.
"Don't lie to me sissy, you deliberately looked up Judy's skirt, you
are a dirty lying sissy slut, what are you?"
"I'm a dirty lying sissy slut mistress." He replied.
Years on the streets had given Alice a complete hatred of men, in this
pathetic sissy sobbing in front of her she saw the perfect outlet for
her revenge on the men who had used and abused her over the years.
She delivered a stinging slap across his face. "You disgusting sissy I
will teach you respect."
Reeling from the stinging slap, he felt his short dress being lifted
from behind and a woman's voice saying, "Oh look girls, my future
husband's wearing pink nylon panties."
Her future husband, what did she mean, turning round to face the woman
holding his dress he saw it was Madam Wanda.
She laughed in his face, "Yes Cynthia dear we are going to be married.
Now hold your little black dress up Cynthia and tell the ladies what
pretty pink panties you are wearing and that you are going to marry
Madam Wanda."
He hesitated.
"Do it!"
He had no choice she had the incriminating video.
"Ladies I'm wearing pretty pink nylon panties." suddenly he was aware
Wanda was holding a camcorder, he looked beseechingly at her, but
laughing at him she continued to record him displaying his panties.
Alice stroked the front of his panties, he erected and his little sissy
prick pushed against the fragile nylon panties. He felt his sissy prick
erecting inside his panties. He became aware that the women had noticed
the tiny bulge in his pink panties, they're derisive mocking laughter.
"No, oh no please no." he begged.
She smiled; years of prostitution had taught her what turned sissies
on, she continued to fondle his sissy prick under the nylon.
She knew the right words, "Yes Cynthia you are going to cum in your
panties, for an old lady like me, you cant help it you're a sissy."
He couldn't help himself his prick was now fully erect, she laughed in
his face, "Tell the ladies what sissy you are, tell them you are going
to marry Madam Wanda."
She placed her fingers around the knob of his sissy prick and began to
slowly wank him.
"Please make me cum!" he screamed.
She continued to fondle the end of his knob, to slow and gentle to
allow him to cum, but driving the sissy mad with frustration.
He couldn't contain himself any longer, "I'm a sissy, I'm a sissy!"
Alice laughed as she continued to slowly torment him. Oh how she
enjoyed, reducing this sissy male to nothing more than an object of
ridicule.
All around him the ladies were laughing, revelling in the sissy's
humiliation, they knew from their experience the sissy was beyond self-
control, that he was going to humiliate and degrade himself in front of
them.
And Wanda would record it.
Alice pulled his panties down, his sissy prick now in full view, his oh
so tiny sissy prick. She began to wank him faster, he couldn't help
himself facing the laughing women he screamed.
"I'm a sissy, I'm a complete sissy!" Tears ran down his face. "I'm
going to marry Madam Wanda, look at me ladies in my pretty pink nylon
panties."
Just as he was about to cum Alice pulled his panties back up over his
prick. Stepping back, she joined the ring of laughing women as he
creamed his spunk into his panties. Now the experienced women knew, the
full humiliation would hit him.
Sobbing he attempted to cover his spunk stained panties with his dress.
"Keep that dress up sissy and show the ladies the ladies your wet
knickers." ordered Wanda.
Once again the sissy hesitated.
"Do it, tell the ladies you have cum in your pink panties."
Now crying uncontrollably he sobbed, "I have cum into my pink panties
ladies I have cum in my pretty pink nylon panties."
Alice was laughing so hard it hurt, turning to Wanda she said, "We have
him Ethel."
He looked at the woman he believed to be named Wanda.
She laughed, "That's right sissy. My names Ethel Brown, now hold that
dress up over your waist sissy so the ladies can see your wet knickers
and mince your way into the house."
"Wiggle that panty-clad arse Cynthia!" shouted a middle aged woman.
"You heard Jill," Ethel said, "wiggle your panty clad arse."
He swayed his hips as he walked into the house, dress held high over
his waist, teetering on his high heels, his spunk stained pink panties,
suspenders belt, nylon stockings on full display,
The eight women were crying with laughter, at the sight the pathetic
sissy presented and all the time Ethel continued to record the sissy's
humiliation.
Crying almost hysterically he led the laughing women into his house.
That's how it began but it would get worse.
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