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Previously.........
By now she was crying. She had had it as bad as I did, maybe worse. I
would have given her a hug, but our manacled wrists made that kind of
impossible.
"We better go to sleep" said Laura.
We had given up trying not to have physical contact and aside from our
wrists, only our legs touched each other. That would change sooner than
either of us thought or wanted.
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I woke up erect, harder than I had ever been. The dim light of early
morning was streaming through the window. Something was rubbing against my
cock. I opened my eyes and was looking at a very pretty girl. The memory
of yesterday flooded my brain. I realized it was Laura rubbing against me
and it felt awesome. I realized that she was rubbing me with her cock. She
opened her eyes and smiled when as realized I was awake. She raised her
arms above her head, lifting mine in the process. Then she rolled over on
top of me, forcing me onto my back. I should have been offended but I
offered no resistance.
With her weight on me she continued to gyrate, causing friction between my
cock and hers. She lowered her face to mine and gently kissed my lips. Her
tongue forced its way into my mouth. I sucked on it eagerly, getting more
turned on by the second. For one brief moment I realized that I was having
sex with another guy. I returned her stare as she lifted her face and
looked at me. Her smile was that of an angel and any reservations I may
have had were quickly forgotten.
I could feel the pressure in my groin increasing. I was reaching a point
of no return. Suddenly Laura released. She lifted her body off mine,
maintaining only the contact between our cocks. Her load fell all over my
face and chest, soaking my baby doll top. That triggered my own release
and even more semen was sprayed on me.
Laura collapsed on top of me. To my shock she started licking the semen
from my face. Then she kissed me, dropping some of it into my mouth.
Strangely, I didn't mind it and eagerly swallowed her gift. She repeated
this a few times and then we kissed. It seemed to last a long time. We
kissed again and again and my erection reappeared. I could feel her
erection against my stomach.
Just then, the door opened and the light went on. Laura quickly rolled off
me pulling me over on my side. Ee saw Ms. Violet standing in the doorway
with a big grin on her face.
"Good morning, girls. Time to get up."
We were a bit slow to react from the shock of her seeing us in such a
compromising position.
"Now!"
We tried to jump to opposite sides of the bed and pulled each other back.
I saw Ms. Violet suppress a giggle. She unlocked the cuffs and ordered us
out of bed. We stood in front of her. Fortunately, Laura remembered to
curtsy. Seeing her perform the humiliating action, I followed her lead.
Ms. Violet chose to ignore the delay. We stood nervously in front of her,
fingering the hems of our baby doll tops.
"It looks like my sweet sissies had fun last night. "
I felt my face turn red and out of the corner of my eye I could see
Laura's doing the same.
"Take each others hand and come with me girls!"
"Um..excuse me Ms. Violet."
"Spit it out girl!"
I curtsied again.
"Can we put on our panties. Pleeeease!"
"No need. Come with me. NOW!"
Holding hands we nervously followed Ms. Violet out of our room and down
the hall. We turned into the locker room I had been in the previous
evening and walked through into the bathroom. There was another woman
dressed like Ms. Violet, who I assumed was another mistress. There were
two other sissies there holding hands and standing in front of one of the
bathtubs which was filled with steaming water and bubbles. There was a
flowery scent in the room. The other sissies were dressed the same as
Laura and me and from the looks of them, they had had the same kind of fun
last night as we had. Ms. Violet told us to stand in front of the middle
tub and wait. I felt Laura squeeze my hand and I smiled at her.
A couple of minutes later two more sissies walked in holding hands,
followed by another Mistress. The sissies were dressed like Laura and me,
but they showed no signs of having played the way the rest of us had. Both
were crying and when they faced away from us we could see that their butts
had been reddened, obviously from a spanking. They took their place in
front of the third bathtub and we waited there for a couple of more
minutes. We would later learn that their spankings had occurred because
they had not played together as their Mistress expected them to do.
Ms. Abigail walked into the room. She stopped and looked around. Then she
started to speak.
"Attention girls! Welcome to Ms. Abigail's Sissy Academy. As you already
know I am Ms. Abigail. These three ladies are my staff, Ms. Rita, Ms.
Violet, and Ms. Lauren. The rules of the academy are simple; you will obey
any orders given you by me or my staff, without question or there will be
consequences. You are here to be trained to serve as sissies. Any
questions? Ask now. This is your last chance."
Though I had many questions, I was too afraid to ask and kept my mouth
shut. The other sissies were also silent.
"Alright sissies" Ms. Abigail continued. You will all introduce
yourselves. State your new sissy name, tell who sponsored you and why you
were brought here. Remember, I know the truth about all of you so any
deviation or omission will result in punishment. We will start with you."
She pointed to one of the sissies who was there when we arrived.
"Don't forget your curtsies, girls!"
The girl released her partner's hand, grabbed the sides of her baby doll
and dropped an awkward curtsy. She was clearly very nervous. I was
grateful I did not have to go first.
"My n..name is St....stephanie. My mm...mother sent me here. She caught me
dressed like a g..girl having sex with a b..boy."
"Go on. Tell the whole story, Stephanie!" said Ms. Abigail.
"I have two sisters. We are triplets. When I was 10, the sponsors of the
4th of July parade in our town were looking for triplet girls to ride on a
float. My mother told them she had triplet girls. Despite my refusal, she
dressed me like a girl. The three of us wore identical dresses except for
the colors. One of my sisters wore a red dress, the other wore a blue
dress and I wore a white one. We wore ribbons in our hair that matched our
dresses."
She hesitated for a moment and Ms. Abigail nodded for her to continue.
"We rode on the float and since it is a small town where everyone knows
each other many people not only knew I was a boy, but knew who I was. My
life at school after that was miserable. After that, my sisters decided
they preferred having another sister rather than a brother and they often
made me dress like a girl. I hated it, but they wouldn't play with me
unless I cooperated. I became more and more under their influence. When
they started to like boys they would make me go with them dressed like a
girl. Guys are fascinated by being with twins or triplets and it wasn't
hard for them to pick up guys. I'm not gay, but I had to do things to
prevent them from finding out I was not a girl. When I was caught by my
mom it was with a guy who found out my secret and his price for keeping
quiet was sex whenever he wanted it. We had sex several times before mom
caught me. She decided I was a sissy and tossed all my boy clothes. She
brought me here last night.
By now she was crying. She curtsied again, stepped back, and her partner
took her hand and squeezed it.
"Thank you Stephanie" said Ms. Abigail. She pointed to Stephanie's
partner. "It's your turn."
The girl looked briefly at Stephanie. Stephanie nodded at her and then the
girl stepped forward. She dropped a curtsy and began.
"My name is Molly. I was sent here by my older sister Vanessa who is
lesbian."
"Your sister's sexual orientation is not the issue and you will refrain
from mentioning it again" said Ms. Abigail.
"Yes, ma'am."
Molly continued "It start for me when my oldest sister, Anna announced she
was engaged. It was Christmas Eve, 4 years ago. I was 14, almost 15 at the
time. We were all happy for her. She asked Vanessa to be her maid of honor
and of course she accepted. Then she asked my sister Margaret to be a
bridesmaid and she also said yes. Then she asked me to be a bridesmaid.
Her fianc? had three brothers who would be in his wedding party and she
thought it would be nice if all her siblings were in hers. It was
inconvenient that I wasn't a girl, but she thought it would be ok anyway.
Before I could answer, my mother said it was a great idea and of course I
would do it. My father said nothing. I tried to protest, but, with my
mother ruling the household I had no choice."
"Except for school, I spent the next 6 months dressed as a girl. There
were dress fittings, dance lessons, a bridal shower and other parties I
had to go to. It was the most embarrassing time for me. The girls at these
events knew I was her brother. There was a little teasing, but it wasn't
too bad. I just hated having to pretend I was a girl. At the wedding I had
to dance with the groomsmen. One of them took a liking to me and we danced
most of the dances together. Being kind of na?ve when it came to boy-girl
things, I went with him when he suggested we walk outside for some fresh
air. I figured anything was better than dancing with him. I was wrong. As
soon as we were out of sight of the dining room he grabbed me and started
to kiss me. He squeezed my ass and lifted my dress. I tried to push him
away but he was far too strong. My sister Margaret followed us out and saw
us before he could discover my secret."
At that point Molly was crying.
"It turned out that one of the wedding guests was a girl who went to my
church and knew our family was 3 girls and a boy. She correctly guessed I
was the brother. She took some pictures on her cell phone blackmailed me
after that. She liked dress me as a girl and make me go out with her. I
even had even double date with her. My sister Vanessa saw us on one of
those occasions and followed us to her house. When Vanessa walked in I was
sitting on my date's lap and we were necking. His hand was under my dress
and he was caressing my thigh. She knew the guy I was with since he was in
her class. She went up to him and told him she didn't know he liked guys.
He had no idea what she was talking about until she told him I was her
little brother. She made me pick my dress up and drop my panties. He
probably would have killed me if she wasn't there. She told him she would
keep it quiet if he didn't hurt me. My sister thought I was doing what I
was because I wanted to. She wouldn't let me explain that I was being
blackmailed."
By now she was having trouble speaking she was crying so hard.
"I think that is enough, Molly. Thank you.
Molly curtsied and stepped back. Stephanie pulled her into a hug and let
Molly finish her crying on her shoulder.
"Alright girl, it is your turn" said Ms. Abigail as she pointed to me.
Laura squeezed my hand as I stepped forward and curtsied. I told my story
about Mary and my roommates. Then it was Laura's turn and she told her
tale. We both sobbed as we retold the stories of our feminization and
comforted each other at the end.
She turned toward the last two sissies and singled out the younger one.
She was more nervous than any of us sissies who had gone before. Her baby
doll, unlike the rest of us was spotless. They obviously hadn't played the
night before. She stepped forward and curtsied.
"I am C..Cecilia. I was brought here by my father. I..it started when my
best friend, Doug, who lived next door to us, asked me to hide a web
camera in my sister's bedroom so he could see her and her friends undress
at a sleep over she was having. He had a major crush on one of my sisters'
friends. I knew it was wrong, but I figured I would take it away after the
sleepover. My sister caught me hiding it and made me tell her everything.
She was going to tell my dad. I was afraid he would kill me so I begged
her not to say anything. I told her I would do anything if she wouldn't
tell him. My dad was disappointed in me anyway and already thought I was a
some kind of a s..sissy cause I didn't do well in sports and I'm kinda
scrawny for a guy."
"She said she would think about it. The next day she told me I would be
the entertainment at her sleepover. When I asked her what she meant she
told me I would find out soon enough. It was to be the most humiliating
night of my life."
"My parents were out for the evening so I was at her mercy. Before her
friends came over she made me use some cream on my body that removed all
my hair, even my pubic hair. Then she had me put on robe that was pretty
much transparent to wait for her friends."
By now she had started to cry.
"When they got there they teased me about being small, you know, down
there. They told me I was too small to be a guy and that maybe what I had
was really an enlarged clit. They dressed me up as a girl in panties, bra,
pantyhose, a short tight top that left my navel exposed and black leather
micro miniskirt. They made me wear high heels and makeup and put ribbons
in my hair. I had to do their bidding the whole night, serving them drinks
and snacks, etc. and they teased me the whole time. What I didn't know was
that my sis had connected the video cam and was recording the whole night
as well as broadcasting it to Doug."
She was sobbing pretty heavily and could barely talk by now.
"She called Doug and told him to come over. When he did I had to give him
a blowjob. That's when my parents came home. We were all in trouble and
were punished. My punishment was to come here."
"Well thank you, Cecilia" said Ms. Abigail.
She stepped back but her partner did nothing to comfort her. If anything,
he had a look of disgust when he looked at her. I wanted to go and comfort
her, but Laura, sensing what I was thinking, tightened her grip and gently
shook her head to tell me to stay put.
She turned to the last of us and asked for his story. While we were all
18-20 years old, she was quite a bit older; probably about 30 or perhaps
35. He looked very defiant and I had a sense that this would not go well.
"My name is LOUIS. I am a man and you have no right to hold us here like
this and I for one am leaving. Give me my clothes?"
No one moved. Ms. Abigail had a slight smile on her face and a look in her
eyes that said she was expecting something like this. She nodded slightly
towards Ms. Lauren, who had brought Cecilia and Louis into the room. As
Ms. Lauren approached him he stood up a little straighter and prepared
himself to face her.
She slapped him hard in the face, so quickly he had no chance to defend
himself. The with her other hand she slapped the other side of his face,
knocking him backward. He had red marks on both sides of his face and the
defiant look had turned to one of fear. He took a step backward as she
continued walking towards him. She grabbed his wrist and twisted hard
behind his back, forcing him to bend in half. With her other hand she
began to spank his ass. After only a few slaps tears formed in his eyes
and soon after that he was begging her to stop, promising to do anything
they asked.
They were not finished with him. Ms. Rita and Ms. Violet both approached
him wearing strapon cocks. I hadn't noticed them putting them on but they
were very realistic with balls attached. Ms. Violet grabbed him from
behind around the waist and lifted him into the air, then impaled him on
her cock. He let out a scream as she penetrated his ass. She bent his head
forward and Ms. Rita jammed her cock into his mouth. As Ms. Violet bounced
him on her cock his agony was apparent in his eyes. At the same time his
mouth was full and he could not scream.
They kept up their abuse of him for several minutes. At some point he
stopped resisting. Tears were flowing down his face by the time the two
mistresses stopped and lowered him gently to the floor. We all knew he had
been broken.
While this was going on Cecilia had moved close to us and Laura grabbed
her hand. On the other side Stephanie and Molly had also moved towards us
and I grabbed Molly's hand so that the five of us were huddled together.
Another phenomenon was that I realized I was erect. A quick glance
confirmed that all of us were standing attention as a result of watching
the abuse.
Ms. Abigail gave Louis a few moments to clam down and ordered him to stand
and tell his story. He resumed his place and dropped a perfect curtsy.
"My name is L..louise and I was brought here by my...by my Mother-in-Law.
She found out about an affair I was having, had me followed by a private
detective. He took pictures of me with my girlfriend. My mother-in-law
told me she would keep it quiet from my wife if I did her some favors. I
really do love my wife so I agreed. At first the favors were just some
chores around her house. It wasn't a big deal and I thought I was getting
off easy. Then she started having me do housework and eventually she had
me dress up as a maid when I did it. She had me wearing a tight corset
which made movement difficult, but the dress wouldn't fit without it. Then
she started using a strapon on me. I wanted to quit, even if it meant
losing my wife, but she said she would show the pictures to my boss and
co-workers, so I had to endure it."
"Then yesterday while I was cleaning her house my wife walked in. I
learned she knew all along. They both laughed at how gullible I was and
the sissy I had become. They brought me here last night."
"Thank you Louise. I trust we won't have any more trouble from you?"
"No ma'am. I'll be good."
"It has come to my attention that no all of you girls, save one, has had
some form of sexual activity."
She paused, and all eyes turned to Cecilia. She had a look of fear in her
eye.
"Cecilia, come here girl."
I took my arm of her shoulder and with a brief glance at us, she walked
forward to Ms. Abigail.
"Stand here, Cecilia."
Then she turned towards Louise and ordered her to come forward also.
Louise did not hesitate for a moment and hurried to Ms. Abigail as best
she could. Ms. Abigail turned her to face Cecilia.
"On your knees Louise!"
Realizing what was happening she turned her head to Ms. Abigail.
"No, please Miss."
Ms. Abigail did not hesitate and slapped her hard on the face, sending her
sprawling backwards and onto the floor.
"Don't make me tell you again."
This time, Louise scrambled to her knees and quickly positioned herself in
front of Cecilia.
"I think you know what to do girl."
With tears running down her face, Louise licked Cecilia very tentatively.
She looked up at Ms. Abigail who nodded. Louise took Cecilia's cock in her
hand and began licking it. With a sigh of resignation, she took the head
into her mouth. She began to suck on it. Cecilia seemed to get very hard
and from the look on her face was clearly enjoying it.
As she was about to cum, Ms. Abigail said "e sure and swallow every drop,
Louise!"
Louise swallowed furiously when Cecilia came. When she was done and
withdrew from Louise's mouth, Louise licked her lips, making sure that no
drop spilled.
"Alright girls, I will now return you to your trainers and will be seeing
you later in the day."
Ms. Violet ordered us to remove our baby dolls and get into the bathtub.
The other sissies also stepped into their respective tubs, two sissies to
a tub. We were ordered to wash each other and specifically told that we
were not to orgasm. Of the six of us I was the only one who could not hold
back. Ms Violet told me I would be punished for that.
We were told to dry each other, and leaving our towels in the bathroom
walked naked into the locker room. There we saw lingerie laid out for us
which we were ordered to put on. It consisted of plain cotton panties with
matching bra, a waist cinch which we would have to help each other into,
and a full cotton slip which came to just above the knees. The only frill
was lace around the hem.
Before I dressed Ms. Violet pulled me over and had me stand still with my
hands at my side. Ms. Lauren brought Louise over and had her also stand
there with her hands at her side. I guessed I was to be punished for
having an orgasm in the bath. I was very nervous and hoped they wouldn't
hurt me. Ms. Violet took a piece of metal and wrapped it around my cock,
leaving only the head exposed. She then brought the ends together,
tightened it, and locked it on. It was obvious I would not be able to
remove it without the key. It was also obvious to me that an erection
would not be possible and any attempt at achieving one would be quite
painful. With my cock flaccid, however, it merely felt strange, but not
uncomfortable. I noticed Ms. Lauren did the same thing to Louise. Then we
were ordered to put on our lingerie.
We were then given pantyhose and black shoes with a two inch heel and a
cross strap. The dress was gray polyester with a collar and zipped up the
back. It was knee length and resembled a hotel maid's dress.
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