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SISSY SCHOOL - PART 2
By Missy Crystal
I followed Mistress Mary back to her office. She left me standing in
the middle of the room and sat down behind her desk. After ignoring me
for a few minutes, she looked up and said, "I told you that you would
be severely punished for disobedience." Crap, I thought to myself. I
already have six strokes of her leather paddle coming. What did I do
wrong? My face dropped. She smiled, "but I can also reward, when I am
pleased with your behavior. You took your initiation well. Very few of
the new students are so cooperative. That pleases me and for that I
will take away three of the strokes."
Mistress Mary picked up her paddle and walked towards me. "Bend over
and do not straighten up until I say so," she ordered me. I had just
had three strokes taken away to my relief and I wasn't going to tempt
her further. I doubled over. "Try not to tense up in anticipation of
the blow," she advised me, "it will hurt less." I heard the swish of
the paddle and then felt a stinging slap across my cheeks. "One," she
counted. I heard the swish again and the slap on my already tender butt
brought tears to me eyes. "Two," she counted. The next stroke made me
see stars and I just about collapsed. "Straighten up," Mistress Mary
ordered. I slowly stood back up, my butt feeling like it was on fire.
"You can imagine three more on top of those," she said. I could and I
promised myself never to anger Mistress Mary.
"It is time to begin your education. Although there is only one rule in
my school, it has many applications. You must show respect to me. One
way is by being instantly and unquestioningly obedient. No matter what
I tell you to do, you must do it without hesitation. Another way is by
never speaking to me, unless you are given permission. You may chatter
as much as you wish with the other girls. Do you understand?" I paused,
not sure whether it was a trick and by responding I would be breaking
the rule. I decided the best thing to do was to nod my head. Mistress
Mary smiled. "A wise choice. However, a direct question may be
answered. The correct form is, 'Yes, Mistress Mary, thank you.' Once
you are released from your restraint and wear a dress, you will make a
formal curtsy as well, but that is sufficient for now.
Other girls? Wear a dress? It didn't make sense. I must have had a
puzzled look on my face, because Mistress Mary said, "I am curious to
hear your question. You may speak."
"What kind of school is this, Mistress Mary? Why has my mother sent me
here? What are you going to do to me?"
Mistress Mary stared at me. She paused and then replied, "I said you
could ask 'a' question. That was three. Which one would you like
answered?"
I thought for a minute. "Well," Mistress Mary said impatiently,
"quickly, before I change my mind."
"The first one, I guess," I told her.
She nodded her head. "A good choice, as it will answer all the others.
This is a school for sissies. We turn bad boys into good girls. Within
in few months you will be flouncing and mincing in your frillies with
the other girls and your only purpose in life will be to give pleasure.
When you turn eighteen, you will become a beautiful sissy bride and be
married to one of the many sissy admirers who pay me substantial
amounts for my girls. It is what pays your tuition."
My jaw dropped. Mistress Mary stared at me. "Oh, my. You are just too,
too precious. You didn't know that the sissies were boys. You went
along with the initiation because you thought they were girls. No
wonder! I suppose I should take my leniency back and give you the rest
of your punishment, but you have amused me and that will suffice. Now
then, we need a name for our newest sissy. Let me see. You have such
beautiful red hair. I don't believe I have ever had a true redheaded
sissy. Once it grows out, you will be quite the prize. I always adored
the Little Mermaid. You shall be Sissy Ariel."
What had my mother done to me? I was going to be turned into a girl and
become a sissy for life. If I wasn't naked, with a burning butt and my
arms cuffed at my sides, I would have made a dash for the door. I had
to get out of there. Mistress Mary must have seen the panicked look in
my eyes. "Escape is impossible and the penalty for trying is twelve
strokes. It will cause permanent damage to your buttocks and reduce
your value as a sissy, but it is necessary as an object lesson."
Mistress Mary gently took hold of my arm and said in a surprisingly
kind voice, "Sissy Ariel, I have been doing this for a long time. You
may think I am cruel and heartless, but I have saved many boys, just
like you, from becoming a burden to their family and a menace to
society. It has been my experience that those boys, just like you, are
acting badly to deny the sissy inside them. If you are worried that I
am going to do something drastic, like surgically remove your penis and
testicles, I assure you - as you will soon find out for yourself - that
all of the sissies still have their boy parts and they are fully
functional. My clients want sissy boys, not transsexuals. I suggest
that you give yourself time to get accustomed to your new life. If you
want to risk the punishment, there will always be time for you to try
to escape; but I assure you, by the time you are out of diapers and
into frocks, you will not want to leave.
Knowing that nothing permanent was going to be done to me was
reassuring. I supposed that wearing a dress and pretending to be a girl
wouldn't be so bad, if everyone else was doing it too and I wouldn't be
teased. I could handle that. Then it struck me, 'out of diapers.'
Mistress Mary must have been a really good psychologist, because she
picked up on my facial expression and knew just what I was thinking.
"All of our new students are put in diapers," she said matter of
factly. "Being totally submissive means accepting whatever is done to
you without question, but; since you are new at this and since it is
helpful to understand that everything done to you here is for a
purpose, I will explain. First, your arms will not be released until I
decide that you are ready. As a practical matter, you cannot dress
yourself and the other sissies need to spend too much time on their own
appearance to be bothered dressing you. Second, being a sissy baby in
diapers will teach you the proper submissive behavior. One of the other
sissies will be your nanny and will change and feed you, if you are
good. Otherwise, you will go hungry and stay in your uncomfortable wet
diaper all day and night. Third, a sissy is quite proud of her
frillies. You must prove to the other sissies that you deserve to be
one them before you are allowed to wear a dress."
Mistress Mary took hold of my arm and directed me to the door. We went
into the corridor and back into the room with the sissies. They had
finished their playtime and were getting themselves dressed. The girl
who gave me the blow job, Sissy Heather, was pulling up her ruffled
panties. From what I could see, there was no question that she was
still a boy. "Remember," Mistress Mary reminded them, "if you squirt
your sissy milk in someone's bottom you must make sure to lick it
clean. I do not want your pretty panties soiled." All five of the
sissies responded, "Yeth, Mithtwith Mary, thank you," and dropped into
deep curtsies. "And Sissy Cindi, you really must work on giving head
without making such a mess of your makeup. Do try to be more careful
dear." "Yeth, Mithtwith Mary, thank you," Sissy Cindi answered with the
required curtsy. "Very well," Mistress Mary told them, "I am going to
take our new student to the dormitory and get her properly dressed. Her
name is Sissy Ariel. You girls should start your domestic training once
you put yourselves together. Sissy Nicole, you do the laundry, Sissy
Danni, you iron, Sissy Tammi, you vacuum, and Sissy Cindi, you dust.
Sissy Heather, go to the kitchen and prepare Sissy Ariel's bottle, then
bring it up. "Yeth, Mithtwith Mary, thank you," the girls lisped in
unison and dropped into their curtsies.
As soon as Sissy Heather had her panties up and had fluffed out her
petticoats, she minced and flounced out of the room. Mistress Mary and
I followed after her. Sissy Heather's swishing behind disappeared into
a room on the left, which must have been the kitchen, and we started up
a back staircase. When we reached the top, there was a short hall with
two doors, one immediately to the left and one straight ahead. Mistress
Mary turned the knob on the first door and directed me in. It looked
like a little girl's dream room in pastel pink and white. The floor had
pink wall to wall carpet and the walls were pink and white candy
striped wallpaper. Along the wall to the left were three twin beds made
up with white lace covers and pink heart shaped pillows with lots of
white ruffles around them. On the other wall were six white wardrobes
and across the back wall was a long counter in front of which were six
stools. Above the counter there was a mirror and across the top was a
strip of light bulbs, like the kind you see actresses using to put on
their makeup in the movies. One thing I noticed was that there were no
windows. Another thing was that while there were six wardrobes and six
stools, there were only three beds. I guessed that three of the sissies
must sleep in the other room and come in here to get dressed and put on
their makeup. "This will be your bed," said Mistress Mary, pointing to
the one closest to the door. "And I have decided that Sissy Heather
will be your bedmate." Well, that explained why there were only three
beds. "Now it is time to get you dressed." I had gotten so used to
going around naked, I hadn't even thought about it.
Mistress Mary left me standing next to the bed and went over to one of
the wardrobes. It had two long drawers below two doors. She opened the
bottom drawer and started taking things out. She came back and put them
on the bed. I recognized a large disposable diaper, a frilly pink
baby's bonnet, a pair of pink nylon panties with rows and rows of
ruffles, a tube of something and a pink rubber sausage with disk on the
end. "You will wear and use a diaper," she told me. "You are to wet,
but not to mess in it. A baby's little poops may be cute, but nobody
wants to deal with cleaning up a big stinky load. Each morning before
they get dressed, the sissies give each other enemas." My eyes went
wide. "Actually," Mistress Mary went on, "they quite enjoy them and it
also makes it much more fun and safer for them during playtime, since
they never use condoms." She added, "At night they have another enema,
so that they can enjoy their bedmate's attention. Since you did not
have one today, you will use a butt plug to make sure you do not have
an accident." She picked up the pink sausage and squirted some clear
jelly on it from the tube. "Turn around and bend over," she ordered me.
Considering what I already had up my ass and the fact that any
reluctance would result in three strokes on my already tender butt, I
obeyed. She put her left hand on my hip to steady me and then I felt
the tip of the butt plug pressing against my asshole, which popped open
and spread as the plug was inserted, finally relaxing around the
tapered end, with the base firmly against my bottom. "That's my good
little Sissy Baby Ariel," Mistress Mary complimented me.
Just as she had finished and I straightened up, the door opened and
Sissy Heather came in carrying a bottle. It was the biggest baby bottle
I had ever seen, clear glass with a cream colored liquid inside and a
big brown rubber nipple on top. Mistress Mary ignored her. "Lay down."
I turned around and sat down, forgetting that I had the butt plug in
me. I let out a gasp as my weight pressed against the base, driving it
deeper. Ignoring my exclamation, Mistress Mary lifted my legs and
swiveled them onto the bed. She picked up the diaper. "Lift your butt."
She opened the diaper and slid it under me. Then she pulled the front
between my legs and fastened the tapes. Next were the ruffled pink
nylon panties. She slid them over my feet and then up my legs. "Lift
your butt." She slid the silky panties over the diaper. "Sit up." She
took the baby bonnet, put it on my head, fussed with it and, when she
was satisfied, tied the ribbons under my chin. She went back to the
wardrobe and took something out of the drawer. It was one of those
things that babies suck on, a large white plastic disk with a big pink
rubber bulb on one side and a ring on the other side with a long loop
of pink ribbon tied with a big bow. "This is your pacifier. You are to
keep it in your mouth, unless you are being fed or during playtime,
when your playmate may find something better for you to suck on. She
put the ribbon around my neck. "Open." She placed it in my mouth.
"Close." She stood back. "What an adorable sissy baby you make Ariel,"
she cooed. She turned to Sissy Heather. "Isn't she cute?" Since it was
a direct question, Sissy Heather could answer. "Yeth, Mithtwith Mary,
thank you. Thithy Baby Ariel, ith jutht scrumpthiouth."
"I am going to leave you with Sissy Heather," Mistress Mary told me.
"She will be your nanny. You are to obey her and you will be punished
if you don't." She looked over to the corner of the room. I followed
her eyes and saw a security camera on the wall. "Sissy Heather, give
Sissy Baby Ariel her bottle. Make sure she finishes. Then change her,
if she is wet, and bring her down to the classroom."
"Yeth, Mithtwith Mary, thank you," Sissy Heather lisped and curtseyed.
Mistress Mary turned and went to the door. She stopped and turned
around. "Remember, be a good little sissy baby for Sissy Nanny Heather.
There are no do-overs or I'm sorry's if you displease me." She opened
the door and left, closing it behind her.
I looked up at Sissy Heather. If I hadn't seen her dick with my own
eyes, there would be no way that I would believe this sexy girl was a
boy. She moved to the bed and sat down next to me. I could smell her
flowery perfume as she reached her left arm behind my back to support
me. Then she brought the nipple of the baby bottle to my lips. No way,
I thought. Sissy Heather looked at me sweetly with her big round eyes.
"Pweeth, Thithy Baby Ariel, pweeth take your baba for Thithy Nanny
Heather. Be a good widdle thithy baby and dwink it all up. I am going
to be your bedmate and I will make you tho tho happy. You'll thee.
Thath a good widdle thithy baby." She pushed the nipple against my lips
and a little squirt of liquid came out. It had a milky vanilla smell
and when I licked my lips, it tasted sweet. Then I remembered that all
I had to eat today was a bowl of cereal. I had no idea how long I was
in the car or even how long I had been here, but my stomach was empty.
What the heck, I thought. I parted my lips and Sissy Heather gave me a
big smile as she slipped the nipple in. I took a little suck and, as
the satisfying formula flowed into my mouth, began to nurse. "Thwo
down," Sissy Heather cautioned me. "Thithy Baby Ariel will get a tum
tum ache." I got into a rhythm of sucking and swallowing which was
really comforting. No wonder babies were always so happy, I thought.
Before I knew it, I had finished the whole bottle.
"Oh, my, my, my," cooed Sissy Heather. "Widdle Thithy Baby Ariel has
finithed her whole ba ba." She pulled the nipple out of my mouth and
put the bottle down. Before I knew what was going on, her hot, wet
tongue was brushing over my lips and chin, cleaning up the dribbles of
formula. When she finished, she took her hand and slid it into the
front of my diaper. "Ith Thithy Nanny Heather's widdle baby wet? No?
Ith okay my widdle thithy baby. Thithy Nanny Heather will change your
didee. Make nith wee wee in your didee." No way, I thought. Then I
realized that I hadn't gone to the bathroom since this morning and now
that she mentioned it, my bladder was really full. Really, really,
painfully full. Sissy Heather must have seen the look on my face.
"Yeth, yeth, be a good widdle thithy baby. Make nith wee wee in your
didee." I couldn't hold it any longer. At first only a small trickle
leaked out, but then my muscles relaxed and a flood of hot pee soaked
my diaper. I could feel it sagging. Sissy Heather waited patiently for
me to finish and then went over to the wardrobe and got a new diaper
and a box of wipes.
She gently laid me back on the bed, undid the tapes and opened the
diaper. "Lift your tuthy." She folded the old diaper back, so my butt
was resting on the plastic. I wondered how she learned to put on
diapers. She took a wipe and began to gently clean my dick and balls.
Of course, it seemed like there was nothing that Sissy Heather did that
didn't eventually involve sex and as her hands rubbed back and forth,
over and around, I started to get a hard on. After the workout I got
earlier, I wouldn't have thought that I could get excited again, but
Sissy Heather was a world-class tease. I tried to resist, reminding
myself that this was a boy and that I wasn't gay, but it didn't do any
good. Sissy Heather didn't seem to notice. She kept on cleaning, moving
her hand under me, over and in between my cheeks. I couldn't help it. I
let out a moan. Sissy Heather stopped and looked at me.
"Oh, my goodneth," she exclaimed, pretending to be surprised that her
sensuous handling of my privates had given me a stiffy. Thithy Nanny
Heather's widdle thithy baby needs some attention." First, she took the
pacifier and slipped it in my mouth. Then she dropped down on her knees
beside the bed and started to give me a blow job. Her left hand stroked
my shaft as her head bobbed up and down on the head. Then her right
hand slid between my legs and found the butt plug, which she began to
wiggle and jiggle. Oh my God! I didn't think that I had any more come
left, but this sissy knew all the tricks. With the pacifier in my
mouth, all I could do was moan louder. If she understood, she didn't
care and continued to suck as I blew my load into her eager mouth. Then
she got up with a big cummy smile on her face and cleaned me up with a
baby wipe. This time my member stayed down.
When she finished, she put the new diaper on and fastened the tabs.
Then she pulled my frilly panties up over them. I was still on my back.
She moved over me and brought her lips up to mine. Oh, geez, I
realized, she still had a mouthful of my cum and she wanted to feed it
to me, like before. No, way. I remembered that the last time, the girl
held my nose and forced me to open my mouth. I was determined to hold
my breath and not give in. Instead, Sissy Heather just gave me a sad
look. I honestly thought she was going to cry, she was so upset. She
had been so kind and so gentle. She had tried so hard to please me.
Well, maybe. After all, I already had a mouthful of my own cum once. I
guess a second time wouldn't make a difference. I looked up at her and
opened my mouth. Her face lit up. She moved forward and when her mouth
was directly over mine, slowly drooled out the cum mixed with her
saliva into a long, glistening strand that I accepted. Actually, it
wasn't all that bad.
TO BE CONTINUED
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