Book I ? Awakening, in five chapters, deals with a 48 hour period where
our heroine realizes and actuates her sissy-self. Chapter V deals with
the party's aftermath, Dani's first experience with another sissy, and
looks into the future.
It is rated X, and deservedly so, as there is graphic sex and references
to all sorts of other wonderfully kinky things. Please be of appropriate
age or be gone! I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Either way, please do let me know.
DANI'S STORY
BOOK I ? AWAKENING
CHAPTER V ? THE THIRD DAY
By sissystevie ©
I awoke early the next morning still in Sir John's arms. There was a
warm musky smell about him mixed with the lingering aroma of sex.
Although tender, my bottom still felt oddly moist, a feeling that I
rather fancied. I recall dozing back off for a bit reveling in the newly
discovered pleasures from last night and the closeness to that wonderful
strong man.
A bit later I stirred again. My bottom had oozed a considerable amount
of his man seed, and I sensed that I was a mess. This troubled to me and
I carefully disengaged myself from my contentedly sleeping Master to
head for the bathroom. Arriving there I saw a note addressed to me taped
to the mirror. It said, "Sissy, if you awake early and need some
'repair' please pick up the phone a dial extension 23. Maria"
I dialed the number and Maria told me that she would be right there.
Talk about the cavalry coming to the rescue. Suddenly it was very
important for me to look me best for my Master. In a few minutes Maria
silently slipped into the bathroom carrying a small bag and some fresh
clothing.
"My, Sissy, from the smile on the sleeping Sir John's face and your
state of disrepair you two must have had quite a night!" I blushed and
she continued, "Not to worry, I understand, and now I bet looking nice
for your man is very important to you, isn't it?"
I merely gave a weak smile that said it all. "You really do have to
learn to take care of yourself, but let's get you fixed up. Turn around
so I can get the bustier off you. It must be killing you! Handing me a
few items, "First brush your teeth and take off your makeup using this
cold cream, then wash your face in the foaming conditioning rinse."
In short order I was stripped naked, given a douche followed by that
soothing ointment, cream was rubbed on my tender titties, my hair was
combed out and made look appealing, and makeup was reapplied. I marveled
at how quickly real woman handled these things.
Pulling clothing out, she said, "Now, Sissy, I think you will find these
a little more comfortable, but still very appealing." It was all pale
pink: lacy garter belt, sheer nylon stockings and mid-heeled satin
mules. "I think you can get them on yourself."
Then she presented me with a darling pair of satin tap panties and a
matching camisole top, also pale pink, with delicate little bows at the
panty sides and at the top of the cami where its spaghetti straps met
the bodice top. The soft satin felt like a breath of clean soft air over
my skin, especially over my pert tender nipples, which caused little
points to appear in front.
"Much, much better, proclaimed Maria. She then added, "Go back to your
Master; Millicent will be up with breakfast in a bit."
I leaned over and pecked her cheek and thanked her. She smiled, and as
silently as she came, she left. I returned to bed, but this time a
little further back from Master so that I could admire him and reflect
on the many events of last night.
In a while Sir John began to stir. I reached out to lightly stoke his
beautiful hairy chest. "A penny for your thoughts, Sissy?" he softly
asked. I sighed and leaned over to kiss him. "In any event you look
lovely this morning, Dani." He leaned over and pressed a button beside
the bed and then got up to head for the bathroom. I was relieved that I
had gotten up earlier to fix myself up.
Returning, wearing a thick terrycloth robe, he asked me to join him at a
small dining table next to a large window. I minced over to the table,
quite enjoying the feel of the satin against my skin and the sexy tug of
my garters.
At the same moment there was a knock on the door and the Millicent
entered with a large tray. This morning she was dressed in a more
traditional gray maid's uniform, although still extremely short and with
a low cut neckline. I thought to myself that Millicent would still look
cute in a burlap sack.
After quickly setting out the coffee, rolls, and fruits before Sir John
and a covered dish in front of me, she curtsied and left. I leaned over
to pour Sir John some coffee and asked him how he would like it. It just
seemed so natural to serve him. He smiled and accepted my service.
"That covered dish is for you, Dani. Please open it." I did to discover
a gooey lukewarm custard in a bowl and a small vial containing pills.
"First take your pills like a good sissy, Dani,"
After a moment of consideration, I boldly ? well boldly for me ? asked,
"Are these special girl pills that I have read about, Master?" I asked.
"Yes, they are, but at this point they are very light doses, really more
to test how you might react to a future regimen than anything else. Does
that trouble you?"
I replied, "I don't think so. May I ask what they will do?"
"Over the next eight days virtually nothing ? your nipples may become
tenderer and puff out a bit, but frankly, all the other things happening
to them will have a greater effect, in the short term at least.
"Dani, do you like Millicent's titties?"
"Oh they are so nice, and Master, I hope you will not be upset for me to
say that they are very attractive to me."
"You will discover, shortly I think, that it is entirely natural and
perhaps necessary for sissies to be attracted to other sissies, so it
does not upset me at all. Now tell me, do you desire her breasts because
you want to make love to them, or do you desire them because you want
the same titties for yourself ? or both?"
I deeply blushed and honestly replied, "Both, Master."
"I think her type and size of titties would be perfect for you, Dani.
Both of you are a lot like Heather Homequest, and she certainly is a
world class beauty.
"Dani, you will find that our various lifestyles require many choices
that evolve into many paths. As I said, both Lady Homequest and
Millicent prefer small pert little breast with wonderfully pointy
nipples. Some girls, like Fred's Julie, prefer flay boy chests. However,
other girls, like Raquel Prendergast prefer large breasts with big
nipples and broader areolas. To some girls a fully function peenie or
clitty is important; to others it is not. As I said, it is matter of
preference and choice ? preferably informed free choice.
"Very few girls associated with our merry little band elect to have
sexual reconstructive surgery, but some just feel an overwhelming need
to do so and eventually get it. Other forms of cosmetic surgeries,
however, are common. Again, it is a matter of choice for the individual
girl. We only care that it is a free, well considered and fully informed
choice.
"We only wish to see how you react to a few of these alternatives so
that you may make at least a preliminary choice, within reasonable
limits of course. For instance, we would never allow a girl at your
stage to select anything too radical or too permanent."
"Then, Dani, may I assume that the issue of your supplements is taken
care of for the duration of your stay here?" Master asked and then
added, "Your use of them after that will be part of the decision you
make at the end of your stay here."
I nodded and simply said, "Yes, Master," and swallowed the pills.
"Excellent, now eat your special sissy food. It is a scientifically
balance diet with everything nutritionally that your need, but without
filling you up in certain sensitive areas that you discovered last
night. It also has a taste that you might find interesting."
I tried the custard like dish and the taste was indeed interesting. It
was not unlike cum! Even the gooey texture was a little like cum. It was
not exactly, but it was certainly akin to the taste and feel.
Surprisingly, at least to myself if not Sir John, I found it quite
appealing and began to slowly spoon in down.
"And, Dani, I want you to know that when we have private chats such as
this I welcome your honest questions and encourage you to ask me more if
you wish."
"However," Sir John continue, "I want to let the experience we shared
last evening to settle in for a little while before we discuss that. You
are going to serve me a quiet supper this evening where we can continue
this little chat. Both your mother and I want you to learn how to serve
as a sissy maid. As you have noticed, your little heart throb Millicent
takes great pleasure from it."
"Master, there have been so many changes other than my becoming a sissy
? I guess that started a long time ago. But it's the other changes?"
"Do you mean about your mother and your stepfather?" he asked.
"Yes, Mummy in particular," I meekly replied.
"May I start by asking you some sensitive questions, which again I want
you to answer honestly?" he replied. To which I simply nodded my assent.
"Do you have erotic thoughts about your mother, Dani, and how did you
feel about her last night?" he very directly inquired.
"Master, I guess I have always worshipped Mummy. She was always so
beautiful and dressed in the most lovely way. I particularly loved it
when she took me shopping for her clothes. Last night her outfit
astounded me at first, but I thought she was the most beautiful woman at
the party last night."
"Was that because you had fantasies about her or because you really
wanted to be like her?" he pressed further.
"I really cannot say, one way or the other, but seeing me as I am now, I
guess a little of each," I replied. "Her outfit last night exciting me
is many ways. It was so powerful."
"That again is entirely normal for a sissy like you Dani. For years it
was more than apparent to both her and those close to her. As you now
know, your little lingerie collection was hardly a secret from her.
However, perhaps a little background about your mother that you are not
aware of would be helpful at this time.
"She has told you about the promise she made to your father before he
tragically died, but what you don't know is something about their
private lifestyle."
"Oh, Daddy wasn't like my stepfather was he, Master?" I pleadingly
asked.
"No, the complete opposite ? he was the dominant and your mother was the
submissive, if you can believe that today," he chuckled. "But allow me
to go back even further. I first met your mother when I came to the
States for a post graduate year before I went up to Oxford. It was at
the same school you go to today. I admit that I was smitten over her.
She was as beautiful back then as she is today.
"However, I still was recovering from an affair that I had with another
chum at the public school I attended. My parents though it a good idea
for me to spend a year abroad, especially in an environment less
tolerant of such behavior. At any rate, while I was struggling with my
sexual preferences, your mother met your father and fell deeply in love.
We, however, formed a deep and binding friendship that has lasted
through the years ? much like a brother-sister relationship where few
secrets were not shared."
"Master, may I ask about the other school boy?" I asked.
"You may, Dani," he smiled, "I thought you might have an interest in
him. He was a very pretty boy and very much like you. I found, despite
my parents best intentions, that I not only preferred younger men like
him, but I preferred them to be very feminine. Actually, sissies, if you
will.
"May I ask what became of him?" I inquired.
"Well, he followed his parent's advice and eventually married and had
two children. I have a drink with him every now and then. He is
successful and in all surface respects seems happy. However, when we are
alone all he wants to hear about are the likes of Millicent and you and
how you are adjusting to sissy life. I think my stories give him
something to vicariously live through.
"As time went on I not only devoted myself to sissies, but also
discovered the pleasures associated with fetishes, particularly bondage
and discipline. As it turns out your mother and father were pursuing a
similar track. Your mother and I finally discovered our mutual interests
and became even closer as we discussed our new-found common interests.
The only difference was that my submissive was a sissy, albeit a very
beautiful sissy.
"We played together during their numerous trips to Europe and my
occasional visits to the States. I became a fast friend of your father
during that period as well. He was a true gentleman.
"After he died your mother went through a period of introspection. She
spent a summer at my chateau in the south of France and discovered a
both latent dominant and lesbian interests. She and Electra met that
summer, and as you may have noticed, they became the very closest of
friends. I am not sure to the exact extent, but Electra's relationship
with Percy certainly did have considerable influence over your mother's
later choice of Henry. If all this goes forward you will get to know the
Von Hellwiggs, which by the way is her maiden name, very well. Electra
comes by her name more honestly that you might expect.
"As it worked out, only a truly remarkable man such as your father could
control and dominate your mother. After he died she became very much her
own woman. To make a long story short, she met your stepfather and was
attracted to him on a number of different levels, eventually, as you
know, marrying him. Throughout this period she remained faithful to her
promise to your father about you.
"Also, Dani, you must understand that what you witnessed last night was
some very intense role playing, to which Henry and Percy consented to in
full.
"And that, my dear, brings us to your eighteenth birthday and your
vacation here. I hope this brief history was helpful to you. Again, when
we have some quiet moments this evening I will be happy to discuss this
further with you. Also, your mother is going to spend some time with you
later this week, and I know she wants to discuss all of this further,
but she did want me to give you this summary."
Having related all that fascinating information, Master then asked,
"Dani, do you wish anything further at this time?"
After a few unhurried minutes of reflection, "Well, yes and no, Master,"
I said while curling the end of my front hair and keeping my eyes
lowered. "You have been very helpful as to information, but there is one
thing more that I would like, if you will grant it to me."
"And what might that be, my dear?"
Still toying with my curls, I looked up into his eyes, smiled and,
opening my eyes wider, said, "Master, may I suck you cock?"
His smile broadened as he pushed back from the table, "Yes you may, you
cunning little sissy. I think serving me from under the table would be
especially gratifying for both of us, don't you? I believe you know what
to do."
With a, "Yes Master," I moved off my chair and crawled under the
breakfast table over to his now open robe and gorgeous man meat. Somehow
the idea of being under the table on my knees greatly appealed to me ?
it was so submissive, even with a hint of humiliation, and that seemed
to turn me on even more.
Although the sweet memories of the beautiful fucking I received the
night before lingered, I hungered to feel, smell and taste his manhood
in my mouth. My first kiss on that mast of manliness confirmed it.
This time there was no mystery about his cock; I simply hungered for it.
I'm not exactly sure what specific techniques I used. I was too consumed
to notice. Whatever I did, Master surely was well pleased as his cock
went from semi soft to hard to throbbing-rock hard in short order.
I licked, kissed, stroked and sucked with all my desires. My left hand
massaged his balls as if to coax his sweet cum into my mouth. When he
gave me some precum, I just became more ravenous wanting all his hot man
juice. I do remember kissing his man-balls and muttering sweet things to
them about holding all that delicious cum that I craved.
He came. Oh my God how he came! Maybe my complete abandoned desire for
his cum inspired him, because his production was indeed prodigious ? and
delightful! I swallowed deeply with enormous satisfaction. Once I could
speak I began thanking him and kissing his cock clean. My clitty leaked
a bit ? well, what sissy's doesn't after being given such a wonderful
man load, but it really was something beyond my clitty that drove my
need to have my mouth worship him. Once done, I wiped some semen from my
chin and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.
"Thank you for a thoroughly delightful blow job, Sissy. You may get up
and straighten yourself out. Shortly you will have to on your way for
what I hope is going to be a very exciting and pleasing day."
In a few minutes Millicent appeared at the doorway looking as lovely as
ever. "Millicent, please take your sissy sister down to her room to be
dressed for brunch. Misses Maria and Anna are waiting," Sir John
commanded.
Millicent led the way with me admiring her slim waist, cute bum and slim
long legs. I was amazed how quickly I could go from my delight in
sucking Master to a sweet creamy end to pining over this adorable sissy,
knowing that something was to be arranged for the two of us.
As we reached the room where I was to be changed, Millicent reached for
the door knob, but then stopped and turned towards me. We were inches
apart ? eyes locked in mutual desire.
We kissed, lightly touching our lips. It wasn't one kissing the other,
but rather an extension of that electricity that had connected us from
the moment we met. Our nipples touched and the intensity rose.
"Oh, Dani," Millicent moaned.
"Millicent," was all that I could manage as our mouths again came
together with a type of passion I had never felt before.
The kiss turned hungry ? demanding to share all our feelings and, yes,
lust. Tongues darted and lips sought each other. I came off her mouth
and began kissing all about her face with total abandon while muttering
her name. Our hands went to each other's titties and lovingly caressed
them.
Millicent kissed my neck making me sigh deeply and said, "Oh, Dani, I
think they are going to permit us to become lovers."
I sighed, "Yes my love, Master told that me this morning. I can't
explain it, but I need you."
We were just looking at each other, longing for more tender intimate
moments together when the door opened.
"Sissies!" barked Maria, but with a smile on her face. "You two will
have your slutty little time later. Millicent, get about your chores or
I will give you the spanking of your young sissy life and Dani get in
here! Somehow we have to make you look like a sweet innocent sissy ? not
an easy chore given your performance of last night and your nasty sissy
thoughts of this morning!"
We chorused back to her with little curtsies, Yes, Miss Maria!"
Anna was busy preparing the bathroom as we entered. Maria said, "We have
to get you done a little more quickly today so please cooperate fully.
Also, there is a surprise waiting for you in a few minutes that I think
you will be very, very pleased with. So get into the bathroom and let
Anna get about things."
The routine was really very similar to yesterday and seemed to go quite
a bit quicker. After a very soothing douche and special ointment was
applied to ease my little "growing pains" as Anna referred to my very
sore love tunnel.
After the hair issues were resolved I was allowed to soak in a yummy tub
for a little bit. It felt heavenly after the active evening I had spent
with Sir John. My mind wandered off to the wonderful things he did to
me. The first one is always special, and my "first" had been with maybe
one of the most divine men on the face of the earth!
Anna patted me dry with a soft fluffy pink towel and applied some sweet
smelling power. Next came the tittie pumps ? this time both the nipple
cylinders and electric patches were attached with the full tittie
cylinder over it. Anna giggled that I was getting a double suck and
added, "I don't think you will require very much of this today. Sir John
seems to have given your little titties a great deal of attention last
night and I know that naughty Millicent will soon endlessly play with
them as well."
Then it was back to the seat in the bedroom and some more of the
seemingly permanent makeup. Maria wanted me to closely watch the
application so that I would continue to learn. "The art of makeup is
critical to any girl, and you have some catch up learning to do," she
said. Meanwhile Anna was feverishly working on my nails to change their
color to a bright frosted pink that would match the lipstick Maria had
just applied.
My hair was put in the same style as last night. "I would prefer you in
a big sissy poof, but you have another 'active' day ahead of you, my
dear. Now let's get your underpinnings sorted out before your little
surprise arrives. Anna, please bring over her lingerie while I remove
her tittie pumps."
"Now, sissy, I want you to dress yourself a bit. We all know you are no
stranger to putting on your mother's fine lacy things so it should not
be too terribly taxing."
Anna started handing me things and they seemed to fly on me. It seemed
that white was again the color of the day despite my less than virginal
behavior last night. First a pair of open panties very similar to the
ones I worn last night and then a yummy matching satin and lace garter
belt that seemed to nip my waist, but more comfortably than last night's
bustier. Seamed lace stockings followed with both the mandatory anklet
and another huge bow garter about left thigh. The matching bra was
under-wired with light padding to gather up my flesh and enhance my
little titties. Not surprisingly it was of a quarter bra design that
fully exposed my nipples. I was quite proud of how my nipples puffed and
protruded out, albeit somewhat tenderly.
Anna slipped on a divine pair of strappy white satin four inch heels,
again with the toe sissy bows. Maria held out another pair of long lace
fingerless gloves, while Anna busied herself with my jewelry ? delicate
young girl's rings, multi-strand bracelets and a long pearl strand that
shaped itself over my titties. The final item was another sissy peenie
petal made of satin and lace with pink trimmings. It surrounded both my
clitty and my little pink purse causing them to rise in response to
their sweet satin confinement. I wondered what it should be called now
that I officially had a clitty and not a peenie.
Just as they made a few final adjustments and sprayed on yummy perfume,
the door opened. Millie entered carrying a very full dress bag that had
to contain something very, very frilly.
"Aren't you the lucky sissy, Dani?" Maria exclaimed. "The doyenne of
sissy fashion design, herself, is here to dress you in one of her new
designs!" I just gushed, absolutely speechless.
Millie was a bundle of enthusiasm as she inspected me. "Yes, you will do
very nicely, Dani dear! I just can't wait to dress you in my new design.
Then I want to take a few pictures. I think you have excellent model
potential and want to see how you look through the camera's eye."
"Now let's get you into this little creation and see what we have. This
is my newest design, it's very frilly, but also a little bit naughty ?
well, actually a lot naughty!" Mille giggled. "Anyway, I understand that
it is your very first frilly sissy dress and I hope you love it! Ladies,
let's do it."
Maria brought over what seemed to be the most wonderful confection of
white froth with shiny pink layers that I had ever seen. Even as she
moved the outfit towards me, it made the most divine swishing sound I
had even heard. "Now, honey, for most sissies this is very close to a
religious moment, an epiphany if you will," Maria commented as she and
Anna lifted the divine dress of above my head.
Millie said, "Sissy this has to come over your head. Now stand straight
and raise your arms." I felt as if I was about to be bathed in pure
sissy splendor.
Oh my God! It was a feeling unlike anything I had experienced before. I
felt as if I had wings as the dress, with its layers upon layers of
frilly lining, floated down and embraced me. "Was it the dress or I
floating?" I wondered. I dipped and rose to feel the rise and fall of
the skirt's petticoats. I was mesmerized.
My hands went down to feel the top of the precious fluff. The petticoats
caused the skirt to rest almost perpendicular to my waist. My feelings
took over the moment. I could not resist reaching down and feeling the
full skirt, picking it up and letting it fall back down to the awaiting
sea of froth ? then fluffing that very sea of froth back up just to hear
that wonderful sound of taffeta, satin and silk moving and singing in a
sweet sissy chorus together.
I have no idea how long I marveled at the feelings. All of the women
remained silent, letting me revel in my discovery ? my frilly sissy
epiphany.
For years I had been wearing, however surreptitiously, silken under
things, and for the last thirty-six hours I had been literally immersed
in them, but never had I felt quite the same thing!
I turned to the mirror and the details of the dress came into full view.
It had huge puffy sleeves that I later learned were Millie's trademark
"Stay Puff" design. The bodice came around from the shoulders to form a
very deep princess neckline that dipped down over my titties, just
covering my nipples and then sweetly curving into a deep cut that ended
just below my titties. It caressed my titties, especially my tender,
erect nipples in the most titillating (pardon my little pun) way.
The petticoats and netting were sewn into the dress to great effect, but
it was how the skirt curved up in front that really caught my eye! The
rear and sides of the skirt were extremely full from the petticoats, but
on either side of my clitty the skirt was cut to curve up to my waist,
completely revealing my little decorated clitty. The edge of the skirt
was trimmed in little taffeta ruffles, which grew a little longer in
length as they came up about my tiny twinkie.
The dress was then finished with a huge two foot sissy bow in back at my
waist and a second ten inch bow on my right front, just over my leg. Of
course my frilly satin garter straps and lacy stocking tops were
completely exposed.
As I looked at myself, the whole experience repeated itself visually.
The sight of such soft flowing frills was just too wonderful! I was in
absolute, complete sissy rapture! Ooooh myyy Goddd! I can still recall
every second of that feeling today, thousands ? many, many thousands ?
of petticoats later.
While I was enraptured with my sissy-self in the mirror all three ladies
tugged at and minded small details about my outfit
Another tiny sack hand bag was put in one hand, and a sheer little pink
hankie with lace was put in my other hand. I was reminded to hold them
in a prissy dainty manner.
"Earth calling planet sissy," laughed Mille. "I think the sissy has
landed! Or perhaps taken off!" she added to great giggles from all three
women. "I just love it when a sissy takes flight, and this one just
reached orbit around planet Pluto! It's so sweet, really!"
"Ladies, let's get her going before the poor dear explodes again, and we
all know we have a clitty squirter on our hands! It was delightful last
night when she committed that very most sissy act of all, squirting
simply because she was just so happy being a sissy, but I do not want it
to happen right now. Is there anything else we have forgotten?"
"Only her collar and bell," Maria stated. She then reached over and
locked the satin and pearl covered sissy collar back on me while Anna
tied a little bell just below my clitty's head, finishing it with a
pretty white satin bow. I noticed that it was exactly like the one that
Millicent wore.
"Dani, I want you to prance about doing your best runway model poses
while I take a few pictures. And, sweetie, concentrate on your moves
rather than your clitty ? pleeeze try to avoid squirting!"
I pranced, thoroughly enjoying it and managed ? barely ? not to make a
sissy mess. Millie seemed pleased with the results saying, "Honey you
are a natural model. We will have to talk after I have seen these
pictures."
"Now, my dear, be off back to your Master's quarters," Maria bade.
After knocking and being granted permission to enter Master's chambers I
saw that he was back at the breakfast table reading some newspapers. He
was handsomely dressed in a white Lacoste shirt, dark red pants, double
breasted blazer and fine Italian shoes ? clearly ready for his later
golf date.
I minced over to him and went into the deepest curtsey I could manage.
He smiled and said, "My dear you do look like a true frilly sissy
delight, and I see your clitty seems to greatly approve as well. Ah,
this was your first petticoat experience. With many of you girls it's as
memorable to you as you first cock. Did it thrill you, my dear?"
"Yes, Master, I must confess that of all the beautiful things I've worn,
having this dress with all it frills lowered on me thrilled me the
most."
"Perfect," he replied, "I dare say the final vestiges of any boy
remaining in you are virtually gone by now. However, time flies and
brunch beckons. We must be on our way."
He stood up and picked up my satin covered leash from last night and
attached it to my collar. I just smiled in return. "Yes, Dani, collars
and leads can prove very comforting to many sissies. Come along, my
guest await." He led me through the house and out to the pool where
about twenty people were assembled by the cabana. Tables were set up
along the far side of the pool that overlooked the ocean.
As we approached the people began quietly clapping to mark the return of
the Master with his sissy prize. I started to move my hips and hands in
a most prissy manner.
The brunch was a mini version of my debut party last night, but much
smaller and less formal. It appeared to be for the people who at stayed
at Sir John's house last night. None the less, a clear presence of
sexual energy sizzled. Wandering about the pool was the photographer
from last night.
I notice Electra Von Hellwigg and Mummy seated at one of the tables
chatting happily and watching the super stuff muffins Willy and Hans
sitting with their feet in the pool Both men wore very brief Speedo
briefs that revealed steel hard buns and impossibly huge "packages." The
ladies were both dressed in sheer long black shiny silk caftans that
seemed to shiver over their bodies. However, unlike typical accessories
for such outfits, both were wearing sheer black nylons and five inch
black patent spike heels.
The three Alpha Males ? Mr. Prendergast, Lord Homequest, and Mr.
Gingerman, or "Mr. G." as he preferred to be addressed, were also
dressed for golf and were quietly surveying the assemble pulchritude.
Their three ladies were also off to themselves chatting a giggling on
with girl prattle, and more than a little touching of each other. They
all wore extremely skimpy bathing outfits, one sexier than the other.
They presented an example of the choices Sir John has mentioned earlier.
All were "drop dead" gorgeous, but had different looks. Julie was a
medium height slender hazel-eyed brunette with developed nipples but
really no breasts to speak of. However, she did appear to have an
incongruously large bulge in her bikini bottoms. Heather Homequest was a
short blond with smallish, but perky little breasts that seemed to fit
her blue-eyed English-girl look. She was a small delicate rose with only
a tiny bulge below... Raquel Prendergast was quite tall and had deep
black hair, dark eyes and very large breasts and virtually no bulge in
her bottoms. Three sissies, three choices ? all stunning! I did have a
lot to think about.
Off at another table were Mille, Stevie and Sina in a deep fashion
discussion, furiously working on a sketch book as they chatted and
nibble at the food. They all looked up and gave me a broad smile and
silently mouthed a "You go girl!" All three had cute little sun dresses
on, again with choices ? Stevie's was a sea of frills, Sina's less
frilly and a little more daring and Millie's a traditional demure lady's
dress. Each was blissfully comfortable in their individual roles ? total
prissy sissy, sexy shemale and genetic woman.
I looked into the cabana and saw a wonderful buffet set up. I giggled at
the ice statue in the middle. It was of a beautiful nude Greco-Roman
woman, perfect in every respect except for the little sissy teapot
between her legs. Well, maybe that was perfect for the assembled group
after all! I later learned that the ice mold was a nearly perfect
replica of Lady Homequest.
Beside the beguiling statue was a selection of cold fish and assorted
salads. Two of the sissy maids from last night, but now in the same
short grey uniform that Millicent had worn earlier, stood behind the
table serving guests as they grazed over the delicious assortment of
food.
"Where was my beautiful Millicent?" I wondered, almost aloud.
Off to one side of the cabana was a large box-like thing covered in pink
wrapping paper with a mammoth white bow on top of it. I wondered what
that was all about. There simply was no telling with this group.
However, on the other side of the cabana was a truly remarkable sight.
It was the poor pitiful Percy and the horrifically humiliated Henrietta
in outfits as bizarre as what they were subjected to last night.
They were wearing the same latex corsets, fish net stocking and
extremely high platform heels, but all were shiny black rather than red.
This time they were forced to precariously teeter on their impossibly
high heels. Their lips and nails were again painted the bright red and
had eyes with the same heavy whorish makeup. Curiously printed across
each wimp's chest in the same bright red was a logo-type sign that had
the three bold letters "CCC."
The same type of collar-based head harness, black this time, was locked
on them. However, the handle grip feature was different. Rather than
being two grips on each side, there was only a single larger curved one
extending nearly from ear to ear on top of each wimp's head. Embossed on
the front of each handle in silver letters was "SISSY BAR." This grip,
it seemed, could not only be used by a man wishing oral service, but
also by a woman.
Each wore shoulder length tight shiny latex black gloves that had a
special restrictive feature. The fingers were sewn together, mitten-
like, which made the hand operate more as a claw.
Both men had their punishing metal tube chastity devices back on ? if
they had ever, in fact, been off during their long night together in the
dungeon cage. Again the men were shackled, this time in locked metal
shackles about their wrists and ankles. Short locked chains hobbled
their ankles ? especially in those heels, and also connected their
wrists to each other. The wrist chain was pad locked to the top ring on
the locked chastity device, severely limiting the movement of their
arms.
Both head harnesses had a short chain was hooked to a ring on a post
behind them, effectively keeping them securely in that humiliating
position. There was no way either could reach up to free himself.
A final chain behind their back connected their head harness' collar to
the ankle chain that forced them to stand very erect. It was locked at
their ankles, but only clipped at their collar so that it could be
adjusted. The entire diabolical arrangement could be manipulated to
position the hapless and helpless sissy wimp in any number of ways.
Each held a silver tray with assorted tropical drinks. As Sir John
walked over and took one of the from Henrietta's tray, I notice that the
exposed heads of their tormented cocks were wet from leaking. However,
humiliating and restrictive their position, they seemed to again be
getting sexual stimulation from it.
Master led me over to where Mummy and Mistress Electra were sitting. I
instinctually curtsied to them.
Electra laughed and asked, "Well, John, how do you like how we suited up
our husbandly 'dynamic duo'?" Sir John chuckled and said that he thought
last night would be hard to top, but they just might have done it this
afternoon.
"I think they are just figuring out that Electra and I are going to fuck
those two stud muffins' brains out right in front of them." Mummy added
with a cunning grin on her face.
Electra with the most devilish of grins added, "Wait until they see what
we have on under our caftans. It's our sexiest black lingerie that both
of them crave us in! Ah, sweet torment piled on top of sweet torment!"
"Poor babies!" Mummy laughed.
"Mummy, what's a "sissy bar" and what does "CCC" mean?" I asked, hoping
that was not a question I would regret.
"Oh, Electra," Mummy, now really into all of this, said, "Don't you
think we should take Dani over to have the wimps answer her questions
directly?" Electra enthused, "Oh, yes, yes, yes! What a divine idea!
Come along Dani dear." Electra leaned down and picked up a long lethal
looking riding crop, Mummy took my leash from Sir John, and the two
beautiful Dominatrices led me over to their befuddled husbands, who
literally started to tremble as we approached, knowing that something
very bad was about to happen.
"Henrietta, dear, I don't think you have been introduced to your
beautiful sissy stepdaughter. Were you occupied with something else last
when she was presented?" she mockingly asked. The poor wimp's face
turned as red as his lips. Before he could blather out a response,
Mistress Electra cut in and asked poor pitiful Percy, "How do you like
seeing a real girlie sissy who knows who and what she is with enduring
all of the dreadful punishments you require? That's why she is so
beautiful and you aren't!"
"Percy, because you were the first to wear the sissy bar, I think you
should tell Dani what it is. Even tell her how I thought up the idea."
Percy fumbled, humiliated simply beyond words before the beautiful young
sissy.
Electra's crop flashed through the air making a fearsome sound and
landed on Percy's exposed bum with an even more disturbing noise.
"Speak, Wimp!" she menacingly shot out. "Yes, Mistress," he mumbled with
his eyes cast downward in shame, "Mistress Electra has always loved
riding motorcycles in her black leather outfits. Some motorcycles have a
bar for the person riding behind the driver to hold onto, and those bars
are called 'sissy bars.' Mistress loves to dress me in humiliating sissy
things and drive about so that people can laugh at the sissy-wimp
sitting behind the beautiful woman in black leather. Later Mistress
tough sissy bar to be an appropriate name for this head harness, which
allows me to be moved about to used for the oral pleasure of others."
"And you know how your sissy bar is going to be used this after do you
not, wimp?" Mistress Electra asked her hapless husband. As a tear rolled
down his cheek, "Yes Mistress I do."
Mummy looked at her soon to be publicly cuckolded wimp-husband and
asked, "Now, Henrietta, your beautiful stepdaughter want to know what
"CCC" means." Mummy waited a moment and then, "Electra, dear, some of
the whip, please!"
Mistress Electra's vicious crop sizzled through the air twice, leaving
deep welts on Henrietta's rear. "Speak!" Tears now streaming down his
cheeks as well, the horribly humiliated Henrietta replied through
whimpering lips, "It means 'Cum and Creampie Cleaner,' Mistress."
"Exactly!" Mummy said in triumph, "And that is precisely what you will
be doing after Willy and Hans have filled our pussies with loads and
loads of their hot real man cum!"
I recalled what Sir John had told me earlier about the relationships
between these couples and looked down at their poor pressed pickles.
Despite the intense humiliation heaped up the unfortunate helpless
wimps, both exposed little heads were dripping to the point of making
spots at their feet. Surprisingly, even I found myself smiling at the
little scene as the two wimps were clearly getting off over the entire
thing. "Choices, again," I thought.
Mummy turned and said, "We have spent enough time with this. Dani needs
to get her little present."
Mummy walked back to Sir John, who announced, "Well, Dani, I think we
all know what you have been lusted over for the past twenty-four hours.
Go over to that large box and open it up sweetheart," Master unclipped
my satin leash and I literally skipped over to it feeling the divine
rustle of my petticoats flouncing about as I went. There was a huge card
on it that said,
To our dear Dani ?
For being all the sissy she has been and for all the sissy she is about
to become!
Love, Mummy and Sir John.
I gushed and smiled at them in thank you.
I saw a ribbon attached to the top of the box with a little tab that
indicated that I should pull it to open the box. I did and the front
paper came apart to reveal none other that my sissy heart-throb,
Millicent! And, she was dressed in the exact same outfit as I was!
Apparently down to the smallest detail! We were two identical totally
befrilled pink prissy sissies!
I squealed in joy; she squealed in joy ? both of us making the very
sissiest of sounds and flapping our arms about completely out of
control. To this day I remain amazed that both of us didn't squirt from
our little twinkies right then and there!
Everyone laughed, clapped and cheered. Mummy finally said, "Now sissies,
hold hands and come over to me."
We minced over to her stealing looks at each other! When we arrived in
front of Sir John and Mummy both of us went into a deep curtsey to thank
them. "Now turn around with your backs to me, tightly holding you
hands," Mummy commanded. She then tired a firm, broad satin ribbon about
our wrists, binding us together with a pretty satin sissy bow in back.
Neither one of us minded a bits being bound to such a pretty sissy.
"Now isn't that just perfect!" exclaimed Mistress Electra, clapping her
hands together. "Nothing is sweeter than true sissy love, or lust for
that matter!"
All the women and sissies 'ooohed and aaawed' as girls will do at such
times. The men had amused, if not lecherous, looks, but joined into the
celebration as well.
"Why don't you girls go over to the table by the cabana? One of the
sissy maids will bring you some sissy food. I dare say that you will
need the energy and the delightful taste should make you think of things
to come ? spelled both ways!" Mummy said with a broad smile on her face.
"Well, some of us have a tee time at the club and others appear to have
certain afternoon delights planned," chuckled Sir John as Millie
approached.
"John, dear, before we all leave I want to thank you and Connie for a
wonderful evening and brunch. It was wonderful to see some of my
favorite girls again and a true privilege to witness Dani's coming out!
However, I have a plane home to catch, and right about now I desperately
need some quality time with my own hubby stud muffin."
"Millie, it is I who must thank you for your wonderful creations that
make all these parties so special, especially this one! Dani's outfit is
perfect for her!" replied Sir John.
"John, I do have a favor to ask though," Millie continued. "It looks as
if Stevie and Sina have connected very much like your Dani and
Millicent. May they use the room I was in last night for the evening ?
well, really, it looks as if I should say the afternoon as well from the
looks of what is going on over there!" she giggled. Stevie and Sina were
entering outer space via lip lock. They had quite firmly hit it off
indeed!
"Of course they may, the more sissy cream that fills my house the
happier I am!"
Millie went over to the two lust-soaked sissies, told them the news and
returned to say goodbye to Millicent and me. "I just can't get over how
well you two look. You are truly sissy sister princesses." She kissed
both of us and reminding, "I want to see both of you in my next show and
will not take no for an answer!" With that she was off.
Sina and Stevie were also off to the house, arms wrapped around each
other and kissing about every ten steps. Millicent giggled in my ear,
"Bet they don't make it to the bedroom!" She then kissed my ear and I
responding that we might not make it to the bedroom either!
As Sir John bade goodbye to Mummy and Electra, who also now had their
eyes glazed with lust, he kissed Mummy on her cheek and said, "Connie
please be sure Maria has the three older girls dressed and out to the
club for dinner in time, and that our dear little sissy is presentable
when I return. I understand that Millicent is to serve you and Electra
later as well." Mummy just nodded, more concentrating on the scene about
to unfold with Electra and the two studs.
With that, the four Alpha Males were then off to their club and a
relaxing round of golf. However, their ladies were anything but relaxed!
What had started as mere touching now had progressed to kissing and
outright groping. As the men disappeared into the house, the three
beauties disappeared behind the table in a tangle of limbs and hungry
mouths ? bikini parts flying off into the air. Well, I thought, girls
just want to have fun too!
I thought to myself, the men were gone, Millie was off for home, Stevie
and Sina were entering sissy LaLa Land, the beautiful shemales were in a
tangle of lust that looked like it would last the entire afternoon, and
Mummy and Electra were about to start to be a mini orgy with the
enslaved husbands helplessly watching! When would my lovely sissy twin
and I have that sweet sissy love we both now literally ached for?
She then stood and took off her caftan. I had never seen Mummy quite
like that. She was in a fine sheer black lace demi-bra, garter belt,
tiny panties and long silky full fashion nylons. She stretched out like
a strong animal lusting to mate. Behind her Electra did the same thing
to reveal the exactly the same lingerie. Both women were in the very
early forties, but could easily pass for a woman ten years younger. They
surpassed every other female or shemale there.
Mummy turned and took command. "Willy and Hans, please bring those two
wimps over here and put them on their knees where they can watch some
real men fuck their wives!"
In short order the poor unfortunate sissy wimps were kneeling on a mat
to the side, their back chains hold them in position. Their faces
conveyed total shame and humiliation.
Both women made sure that both cuckolds got more than an eyeful of their
vamp outfits. They actually did a little dance for Hans and Willy right
in front of the two wimps just to torment them even further. Hans and
Willy had shed the Speedos and were now fully displaying what had to be
the biggest man cocks I had ever dreamed of ? let along seen! Each one
had to be close to ten inches, very thick and throbbing hard! They were
now becoming consumed with their own animal urges towards these prize
goddesses
Mummy took her sexy little dance over towards Millicent and me, giving
us a little show as well. She leaned over the table and passionately
kissed each of us on our lips, rose partially back up over the table
displaying her beautiful breasts and said, "Now my two beautiful sissy
darlings, be off on your way to Dani's bedroom and an afternoon of
enchantment!"
She turned and danced her way back to Electra and the men.
Millicent turned to me and kissed me even more passionately than we had
that morning in the hallway. My mind quickly returned to her. We rose,
still with our wrists and hands joined and almost skipped to my pink
sissy bedroom.
We entered the room quite out of breath and just stood there for a
moment. Neither one of us really knew where to begin. We had each
thought so intensely about just this moment, and now that it was upon
us, we just stood there and looked at each other. Millicent finally
broke the little trance by giggling, "Aren't we a pair! I just don't
know where to start because I just want to devour all of you, my sweet,
beautiful sissy-love!"
That broke out little log jam and our lips closed on each other. After
quickly touching our lips, the kiss went to where the one outside this
very room a couple of hours ago left off. We just could not get enough
of each other. It was passionate, but neither greedy nor hurried. Our
first hungry kisses slowed and went from lips to cheeks to our necks ?
all against a symphonic background of sighs and moans. Each of us was
content simply to enjoy the other. Words were not necessary ? the kisses
expressed everything. That electric charge we felt when we first met and
found it ground. We were as one.
The kissing ended with a passionate tight embrace that allowed that
charged current passed between us. Millicent managed to mumble, "Sweetie
lets untie our hands and take off our dresses. I need to be even closer
to all of you!"
We parted and jointly untied the ribbon binding our wrists. "Turn around
Dani and let me undo your pretty dress." As Millicent undid me she
kissed my neck and said, "Just stand there Dani and let me explore your
soft beautiful body." A shiver went up my spine as my dress was allowed
to slip down over me to the floor. Standing behind me Millicent again
kissed the side of my neck as her delicate manicured hands reached out
to softly caress my body. She moved down my arms and across my hips
making me shiver wherever she touched. I was already in rapture and we
were just starting. I grasped her small hands in mine and lifted them to
my mouth to kiss them.
Her hand went down my chest to embrace my exposed titties. She lightly
held them in her hands and slowly traced little circles about my
nipples. A soft moan from the very base of my soul came out as the
shiver became a flame. I couldn't stand it any longer and turned to kiss
her again, this time deeply and passionately! She reached behind herself
and deftly undid her dress causing it to fall away from her as well. Our
nipples touched for the first time and we both moaned. My hand reached
down and touched her beautiful breast.
"Oh, Millicent, you have the most beautiful titties I have ever seen!"
She cooed as my lips came down to gently kiss each of her pert and very
hard nipples. "Just beautiful" I murmured.
"Dani, we have to get on the bed or I am going to loose it right here
and now!" We helped each other step out and over our heaped frilly
dresses and petticoats and went to the bed. "Lie down my sweet sissy and
let me make love to you," Millicent said. As sat and then reclined on my
back she added, "Just so beautiful ? so very beautiful!" As she leaned
over me, her perfect sissy breasts framed by the long pearl necklace
elicited the exact same reaction from me.
We were identically dressed ? lingerie, hair, makeup, heels and even
jewelry. The open quarter cup bras, garter belts and crotchless panties
were perfectly designed for precisely what we were about to do.
"Oh Millicent, I want so very much to taste you ? to take you into me!"
I sighed. "Well, here my sweet sissy," she said while rolling over me
and onto her back, "Take me and then I shall do the same to you."
I came up on my side and kissed here deeply before moving down to those
twin pillars of sissy perfection with their candy-like nipples so
urgently requiring my full attention. The words "peaches and cream" kept
running through my brain. This girl was the epitome of everything that
was fine, delicate and soft.
My hand went down and embraced her perfect little clitty and sweet pink
purse below. It was very, very stiff, but still felt, well, like peaches
and cream. I had to posses them in my mouth and feel, touch, smell and
taste her completely. My head went down to embrace my lover's sex as if
on a pilgrimage. Her clitty struck me as just that ? a clitty. It was
not a defining man's cock like Sir John's massive tower, but rather it
complimented and was part of everything feminine about her. "We sissies
really were so very different," I thought.
I gently kissed the perfectly shaped sissy love stick and lapped up the
sweet cream that had leaked out. It shuddered at the first sensation of
my mouth's embrace. I kissed about her as I shifted my body between her
lace covered legs and ran my hands up her thighs. "Oh, what sissy
perfection," I thought. My mouth again came down to receive her little
pole, taking her entire three inches in with ease. Heaven!
I sucked her for a bit and then turned to licking my way down the
underside to taste her sweet purse's bee bees. A joy went through me
just to having her there. As my mouth returned to her clitty, I wet a
finger and slipped it down by her little rosebud and began massaging it
like Sir John had done to me last night. A soft moan came from her
mouth. I reached up with my other hand and fondled her nipple. After
another moan, Millicent reached over to the nightstand and grabbed some
lubrication, "Here sweetie, take some and then please put your finger up
me."
I again traced her pussy rim and then slowly put my finger up her. I was
amazed at how smooth and warm her darkest treasure was. Sighs and moans
now were coming almost continually as her little clitty throbbed in my
mouth. She put her hand over my hand that was teasing her nipple, and
squeezing it said, "Harder, harder, please pinch then harder!" It
reminded my request to Sir John last night. A moment later she urgently
panted, "Two fingers! Oh, please, more!"
Shortly after that plea her sweet cream filled my mouth. I was delighted
at how much sweet nectar that tiny purse could deliver. Her cream was so
light and sweet, quite different from the heavy thick man cream from Sir
John.
I licked her clean, savoring every remaining bit, not really wanting to
stop. "Dani, come up and kiss me with that wonderful cummy mouth. And
then I get to take my girl on her own very special little trip to
paradise." We kissed deeply again as she pushed me down on my back.
Her kisses went to my nipples. Oh, how I loved that! Her kissing turned
to light nibbling and then to the heavier sucking that I really loved.
My moaning started. "Now, let me have your little treasures down below!"
Millicent took my little clitty, which was almost an exact duplicate of
hers, into her mouth and began the most exquisite sucking imaginable.
This vixen sissy took oral sex to a whole new dimension! Her tongue did
things I had never thought of as it swirled about my tiny sissy pole
while she still had it in her mouth. I gasped with the pleasure. Her
attention then went to my purse as she mouthed and massaged each little
bee bee.
Moving my legs back against my chest she traced her way down to my
little rosebud with her tongue and began to move it about the rim ? she
was doing with her tongue what I had done with my finger, only so much
better. Another one of those deep sighs from my inner soul came out.
When she penetrated me with her tongue I nearly fainted from pleasure.
Her hands ran up and down my thighs while her tongue and lips did their
magic. I went from moans to my high pitched squeaks. She sensed my
urgency and, after rimming me once more, raked her tongue slowly up
towards the tip of my clitty in one long smooth movement. Reaching my
clitty's head, she descended to take my mini-pole back into her mouth
and began that wonderful swirling movement. With a huge scream of sissy
joy I squirted for all I was worth into her willing and waiting mouth.
We kissed deeply, this time both having sweet creamy cummy mouths, while
rolling to our sides to face one-another. Both our long pearl necklaces
hung down about our bosoms. I reached over and played with Millicent's
strand, using it to caress her perfect little titties. Our lace covered
legs wrapped together as our hips pushed gently together. Already that
flame was rekindling itself in both of us. Being next to this girl was
at once relaxing and sexy. It was so different from my submission to Sir
John's Alpha Male urgency ? the perfect contretemps. We kissed again,
both understanding the sweetness of our special sissy moment.
"Millicent, I want to eat your sissy pussy," I said while feeling myself
blush. "It was so soft and smooth when I put my finger in there. And I
want to share being that close and so intimately part of you."
"Oh, Dani, I understand and I want you there as well. Let's do something
together."
Millicent moved about and I found her over me on hands and knees, her
sweet cheeks over my face. She then rose to a sitting up positioning
with her rear over my face. I looked at her little rosebud between its
soft round surroundings. It was as beautiful as everything else about
her. It beckoned to me as my mouth rose in response. Again, in this
short period of time, I found myself doing something that would have
been utterly incredible mere hours ago that now seemed so perfectly
natural and right.
I kissed her sweet pussy, paused for a moment, and kissed it again. It
was soft and smooth with just a hit of ridges about the sides. My tongue
explored her nether region with relish and delight. Essence of sissy, by
a sissy for a sissy! I loved it! My tongue not only savored her rim, but
yearned to be inside her most forbidden part.
My hands caressed and spread her sweet round cheeks and my tongue found
its way into her. A long deep sigh came out as her body accepted the
most intimate embrace. Millicent's hands began pinching and rolling my
nipples causing me to start moaning as well. I now had an insatiable
desire to have my tongue as far into her sissy pussy as possible, I
simply lusted for it. Her hips were slowly rocking in response to my
ministrations.
After a few minutes she again leaned down on her hands, making me reach
up and over to continue. I felt a soft breath against my now very much
revived clitty as one of her hands cupped and kneaded my tight purse.
Her mouth came down on me and that devil tongue began to work its magic.
She shifted her hips and that perfect little clitty popped up before my
mouth.
Both of us were sucking and licking with matching lust, loving what was
being done and loving what we were doing. I felt her clitty pulse and
swell, knowing that very soon I would receive yet another feast of her
sweet cream. The flame in me reached its peak simply knowing that. Her
little clitty boiled over once again, and as I tasted her nectar, my
clitty erupted returning the favor, as it were.
Now we were spent. And very, very happy! "Yes," I thought to myself,
"this sissy loving was very, very nice."
With a long sigh and a last tender kiss, we fell asleep completely
tangled in each others' arms and legs. I recall dreaming of walking down
a beach holding Millicent's hand ? both of us in the very skimpiest of
bikinis. The best part was that I had titties just like hers.
Our after-sex nap was broken by gentle touches to our shoulders. We
managed to untangle ourselves enough see that Maria was standing next to
the bed. "Time to get up my sweet sissies. My, my you two must have had
quite an afternoon," she giggled. "Well, after all, you two have been
making love to each other in your minds for the last twenty-four hours."
Indeed we had quite an afternoon and not only did we look it, but the
tangles mass of bed linens showed it. The smell of all our clitty cream
was still noticeable. Our makeup, hair and lingerie were in states of
disarray. We were a mess, but a very, very happy mess.
Our heads were still only inches apart, and we softly kissed before
separating ourselves. Millicent was just so comfortable to sleep with.
We shared each other's arms and embraces perfectly. "Now girls, I have
to admit that you two do look sweet lying the with each other, but
Millicent has to serve Mistresses Constance and Electra, and Dani has to
serve Master Sir John ? a maid's work is never done!"
"I had planned on letting the two of you to dress together, but Dani you
simply are too much of a mess, and anyway, I am more than a little
afraid that the two of you would end up right back in bed repeating what
just went on. Any sissy is a handful, but two sissies smitten with each
other are simply impossible!"
We reluctantly untangled our limbs and, with heavy sighs, got up. "Now,
Millicent, off to your room. Anna is waiting for you to lend a hand.
Trust me, displeasing either Mistress, let alone both, would be as
painful an experience as this afternoon's was pleasurable ? maybe much,
much more so! Now scoot!"
"Dani, go to your bathroom, strip and get into the shower. You know the
procedure by now. Scoot!" We both did her bidding, Millicent with a new
sense of urgency after being reminded whom she was serving that evening.
As I started peeling off my skimpy lingerie I realized just what a mess
I was. A combination of Millicent's and my clitty cream seemed
everywhere. "Oh, my, we certainly were naughty little girls!" I
delightedly giggled to myself. After I got out of the shower Maria
carefully looked me over. "Sissy you do have a bit of wear and tear from
first Sir John and now Millicent. I am only going to briefly suction
your full breasts. Also I again want to treat your tender derriere.
Please bend over while I apply some soothing balm to your tender little
girlie hole."
Next she placed the little electric pads and large cylinders on me,
having me hold them in place this time while she pumped out the air to
create the vacuum swelling. It was not as strong before, but given my
titties' tenderness, it was equally intense. "Sit on this stool while I
try to figure out what to do with your hair."
After a bit Maria had my hair in large rollers and led me to the lacing
bar. "Place your arms up just like last night while I lace you in sissy.
We have to hurry. Anna will be here shortly after she finishes
straightening out Millicent to do your nails. Tomorrow, after your D & D
lesson, when we have more time she is going to put on some extensions
and get them done properly."
"Miss Maria, may I ask what a D & D lesson is?" I asked, fearing that it
did not sound fun.
"It stands for Dancing and Deportment. Each morning Madame Gustov will
instruct you in ballet and general feminine deportment each morning for
two hours. Although you are naturally girlish in your movements, the
ballet lessons will make you into a much better sissy. The combination
of petticoated frills and lessons will have you swishing about in a
perfect prissy fairy-like manner. Just imagine how pretty you will look
in a tutu!"
"Thank God tonight will be an early one. After you are excused by Sir
John return to this room ? it's your room when you stay here. Don't you
just love how pink and girlie it is?"
I looked about the room really for the first time and it was done in a
manner befitting a fairy queen. "Yes, Miss Maria. It actually makes me
feel nice and comfy all over!"
"When you return here call my extension ? it's listed next to the phone,
and I will come up and prepare you for bed. A girl like you has to sleep
as prettily as you do everything else. At any rate, tomorrow will be an
active day, not only for you morning training but also preparation for
the cruise on Master's yacht. More pretty things for you to wear are
being delivered early and we will have to sort those out as well."
With amazing speed the same type of white bustier was draw up my body
and laced into position. Maria came around me and played with the front,
using the suction cylinder to position my titties for best effect and
then removing them. Returning to my back she tightened the laces more
than I had experienced before. My breathing was quite restricted. She
paid it no mind and had me step into another pair of the white frilly
open panties that I wore last night, another pair of white laced seamed
stockings and heels. She finished me off by adding a clitty petal and
ribboned sissy bell.
"Ah, here's Anna. Over to the chair Sissy! Time to finish your
preparation! She commanded. I sat down and An