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Tweak - Chapter Five - Some Very Happy Queens free porn video
Simon and Linda are well on their way to realizing their full potential.
They're shivering with excitement knowing that Mistress Melissa intends
to put them through their paces in front of everyone at the club.
Author's note: Although I'm posting this in serial form, I assure you,
dear reader, this humble offering consisting of eight chapters, is
complete.
"Tweak"
By: Simonne Danielle
© 2008 - 2010
All Rights Reserved
Chapter Five - Some Very Happy Queens
Melissa led her two submissive prot?g?s into the club. She was smiling
with pride knowing that the sight of these two astonishing sexpots would
attract even more attention being led on leashes fashioned from the same
butter soft leather as her gown. Their studded collars were fashioned
from the same leather as well. The collars and leashes were mostly
symbolic. Both Simon and Linda were proud to announce their undying
loyalty to their Mistress in such a profound and decadent manner.
Mistress Melissa wore the same lingerie she had worn earlier in the day.
She had merely added the full length leather gown slit in the front to
her groin. The slit allowed an unobstructed view of her panties and the
outline of her massive clit lounging contentedly inside.
Although Simon had eagerly taken on the role as Miss Linda's maid,
tonight Melissa had decided to adorn him in one of her sissy dresses for
his grand debut at the club. Miss Linda, on the other hand, was the one
wearing Melissa's pink French maid costume. Melissa had concluded it
would be just the lesson in humility and servitude Miss Linda needed.
The arriving patrons oooh'd and aaah'd and fawned over sissy Simonne and
Miss Linda. Although it did take several minutes before anyone realized
it was the wannabe Simon who was now dressed as the adorable
quintessential ten year old sissy.
Before tonight Simon would have been mortified to be parading around the
club in such sissy garb - - especially tethered as he was by his
Mistress' collar and leash. But after the events of the day and the
promises of more to come for every day in the foreseeable future he
strutted proudly and was at his sissy best. He couldn't be more eager
to please his Mistress. He truly never thought he'd ever live to see
the day when Linda - - now his precious Miss Linda - - would willingly
and eagerly allow herself to be attired as she was tonight.
My god! She'd actually begged for the honor of wearing Mistress
Melissa's outrageous maid costume rather than Simon's sissy dress!
The oh-so-short sunshine yellow silk sissy dress Simon wore proudly
practically blinded anyone who gazed at it. It was trimmed in the
finest white Chantilly lace and literally dripping with oodles of curly-
q ribbons in pink and white. The matching yellow chiffon petticoat,
yellow silk stockings, and glistening yellow six-inch Mary Jane's made
one imagine the sun was rising when in his presence. Yellow lace
gloves, his yellow collar and leash, and his purposely visible yellow
sissy panties completed his ensemble. Oh, and let us not forget his
positively delightful sissy purse. A yellow silk lined crocheted sissy
purse dangled from his left wrist. His entire ensemble was the perfect
compliment to his pink-tinted platinum blond curly-q hairdo.
He blushed the brightest contrasting red at all the compliments he
received but still managed to prance and mince and swish his sissy best
to the absolute delight of his beloved Mistress. He stood dutifully by
her side as she raised his skirts and theatrically withdrew his still-
strangled sissy cock complete with their string of chimes through the
ruffled heart shaped opening at the front of his panty.
In no time at all his 'dance card' was full with offers to suck or be
sucked by just about every queen in the club. Alana - - petite and
gorgeous Alana, one of his favorite drag queens - - would be first on
his list. He licked his lips in anticipation. How many times had she
begged to suck his cock. Or to have him suck hers. Tonight they would
both get their wish. And then there was Yolanda, Yoli for short,
Monica, Sonya, Alysia, Rebecca, Lisa, Yvette, Lola, and JoJo. Aaah,
the statuesque JoJo! He'd barely have to get down on his knees to
gobble up her magnificent eleven inches.
He knew he was ready, willing, and able to please. And his thoughtful
Mistress Melissa had properly prepared his sissy pussy with a delightful
lavender scented lube. Oh yes! He was more than ready. When Mistress
Melissa reached out and tweaked his nipples he dutifully sank to his
knees and took her clit deep into his throat just as his precious Miss
Linda approached with Melissa's first cocktail of the evening.
He proudly and stoically endured the dozens of patrons waiting in line
to be admitted who giggled and urged him on. Some even hurled hurtful
taunts in his direction. Those heartless souls were banished to the end
of the line by the all-protecting Mistress Melissa.
He heard Miss Linda wince in pain as Melissa tweaked her nipples then
felt her slip in behind Melissa and begin lapping wantonly at her tranny
pussy. On normal nights the lewd and lascivious activities were
relegated to the relative privacy of the sumptuously appointed
restrooms. Occasionally a few daring queens would cuddle in one of the
booths in the back where they were protected by the shroud of darkness.
One or the other would slither under the table and gobble up a quick
load of creamy goodness with no one else being the wiser.
Simon's and Miss Linda's blatant display of sexual frenzy at Mistress
Melissa's insistence announced that the house rules had changed. While
Simon happily suckled on his Mistress' clit he glanced around. Dozens
of couples were doing what he was doing, and much, much more. He saw at
least three queens bent lewdly over barstools while three other queens
were plowing their pussies. The sight and smell of all the sexual
activity worked him into an even greater frenzy.
So did the sound of Miss Linda slurping wantonly at Melissa's pussy.
When he heard his Mistress loudly proclaim to the entire room that she
was about to cum he gripped her ass for support and prepared for the
onslaught.
He was quickly treated to a virtual river of cum. Cum which was all the
more delicious because he was swallowing it in front of at least two
dozen partygoers. In a flash Miss Linda was at his side, pressing her
lips to his and begging for her share. He was only to happy to oblige.
Mistress Melissa looked down lovingly at her two prot?g?s. She smiled
as they gazed into her eyes with looks of pure adoration.
"And now my darling submissives I really need to pee. A cum like I just
enjoyed always makes me need to pee," she giggled. "Do you mind?"
"No Mistress Melissa. Not at all," they replied in unison.
As before, forcing Simon and Miss Linda to debase themselves in such a
decadent manner gave Melissa no sexual thrill. It was merely her way of
demonstrating, to one and all, the absolute control she exercised over
anyone she deemed worthy. That Simon and his precious Miss Linda were
indeed worthy was incontrovertible.
Simon took a firm grip of Melissa's clit and wrapped his lips around its
velvety helmet. He felt Melissa bearing down and loosened his grip just
a bit. The hot and slightly salty liquid began to flow. Simon had
become quite the expert at controlling the flow to a manageable level.
Linda watched his technique. She was fascinated by just how decadent
she felt watching her boyfriend, now her sissy maid, performing such a
depraved, yet sensual act.
With some trepidation she took hold of her Mistress' clit when Simon
offered it. The first spurt hit her squarely on the cheek because she
forgot to wrap her lips around it like Simon had. Fortunately, Simon
was there to dab at it with his lace hanky before it splashed onto her
uniform. Miss Linda quickly corrected her error and gobbled the
spurting snake and began swallowing. She quickly discovered the
delicate art of controlling the flow and spent the next five minutes
slowly draining Melissa's bladder.
"I trust you two sluts enjoyed your treats," Melissa chuckled after the
raucous applause had subsided.
"Oh yes, Mistress Melissa," Linda smiled. "Very much indeed."
"Simon? How about you? Did you enjoy my pee as much as you did
earlier?"
"Yes Mistress Melissa. You know I did. I do. But Mistress, I really
have to pee too. I haven't been able to pee since you locked me in
almost eight hours ago! Please Mistress, may I use the toilet. I
promise not to touch myself," he begged.
"Why use the toilet when your precious Miss Linda is kneeling right
beside you?" she hinted.
Linda just squatted there smiling a coy grin.
"Oh Mistress Melissa, that would be wonderful!" she squealed. "May I?
Please!"
Melissa helped Simon to his feet and reached into her purse for the
golden key that secured his devilish constraint. As she unlocked the
golden ring his obscenely engorged sissy cock threatened to explode.
Melissa was ready for this possibility. She quickly and without warning
forcefully jabbed his sissy cock with a hatpin she carried for just this
eventuality.
Simon's sissy cock deflated like a pricked balloon.
"And now Miss Linda, you may relieve your sissy Simonne," she directed.
Feeling full of confidence and almost an expert in the art, Linda
quickly gripped Simon's seven inches of flaccid meat and sealed her lips
over the pink helmet. She spent the next ten minutes starting and
stopping Simon's flow, savoring every golden drop. Each time she
stopped the flow Simon groaned in frustration. So great was his urge to
void his bladder.
Linda found herself becoming more and more aroused each time she heard
Simon's frustrated moans. With her free hand she reached between her
own thighs and lewdly probed her pussy and flicked her clit. In the ten
minutes it took her to completely drain Simon she got herself off three
times.
The thought of being able to so totally control Simon's most basic
bodily functions, peeing and cumming, had made her wild with desire.
She decided, then and there, that Mistress Melissa's golden ring was not
such a bad idea after all. Perhaps she could convince Melissa to give
her a duplicate key.
She looked up appreciatively at her Mistress and mouthed a silent
"Thank you, Mistress Melissa."
Melissa smiled and handed her the golden ring.
"Be sure to make our sissy Simonne nice and hard, Miss Linda, before you
replace his ring."
Linda giggled lewdly as she engulfed Simon's tortured sissy cock in her
hot and moist mouth. At the same time she massaged his tightly wrapped
tea bags. Over the course of the day they had turned the loveliest
shade of pale blue. She knew Simon well enough to know just how long
she could suckle him before he spurted.
At the precise moment, just before he lost all control, she snapped the
golden ring securely around the base of his sissy cock. It was more
engorged than before and simply screaming for relief. Linda treated
herself to the few tiny droplets of precum which had found their way to
freedom. They were delicious but nowhere near enough to provide her
sissy Simonne with anything resembling relief.
Simon moaned in utter frustration.
Linda rose to her feet with a victorious smile on her face and curtsied
demurely to the throng of adoring patrons. For the first time since
beginning her relationship with Simon she felt in total and complete
control. Mistress Melissa had been so right. All she had to do was
wear the silky, lacey, and sexy clothes the queens in the club wore. In
return she would have Simon's - - make that her sissy Simonne's - - face
buried in her pussy anytime she wanted. And she wanted it often.
Shopping for a whole new wardrobe today had been fun. Knowing what it
would do to Simon and for her was even more fun. Even sharing sissy
Simonne with Mistress Melissa was exciting. More exciting than anything
she could imagine. Linda had never allowed any man, let alone an
egotistical domineering drag queen prima donna like Melissa, to order
her about the way Melissa had been doing.
In a sense it was liberating. With Mistress Melissa in charge she
didn't have to worry about making decisions. It seemed that even when
and where their sissy Simonne's tongue would be allowed to assault her
pussy would be solely Mistress Melissa's decision.
As these thoughts coursed through her mind she saw the lovely and petite
Alana approaching Mistress Melissa's podium. Alana giggled her cute
little giggle as she saw sissy Simonne still on his knees, writhing in
obvious frustration, and staring down blankly at his angry, purple, and
very engorged sissy cock.
Her own flippy mini skirt was short enough that Simon could see
underneath it all the way to her translucent lavender panties. Neither
her skirt nor her panties did anything to restrain her clit. Her rock
solid eight-inch clit. It was tenting both her panties and skirt in an
obscene and demanding way.
As she engaged Melissa in casual conversation, completely ignoring Linda
in her maid's uniform and Simon still kneeling in his sissy dress, she
allowed her covered clit to bob against his face.
When he heard his Mistress command, "Miss Linda, help our sissy Simonne
to his feet!" he knew what was about to happen.
As he stood submissively before the two women who now dominated his very
existence, and now a third, he heard them giggle and then felt Alana
tweak both his nipples with a force which belied her five-foot, two-inch
frame.
Without hesitating for even one split second he sank to his knees and
buried his face against Alana's panty-clad clit. He caressed her
covered clit with his hairless cheek for several minutes. Alana kicked
off one of her six-inch stilettos and began caressing his restrained
sissy cock with her stockings.
He instinctively ran his sissy soft hands up and down her legs, across
her pantied ass, and finally her stiff eight inches of tranny meat. He
reached for the waistband and slowly lowered them until Alana daintily
stepped out and left them in a silky puddle on the floor.
As his Mistresses looked on with more than a little proprietary pride he
engulfed Alana's clit and began to slowly and submissively worship it.
There were audible gasps as several dozen onlookers watched his
shameless display. Simon's only thought was pleasing his newest goddess
and thereby pleasing his beloved Mistresses.
Although he couldn't see it he knew Mistress Melissa must have tweaked
his precious Miss Linda because she was quickly on her knees eagerly
lapping Alana's tranny pussy. With her clit pounding sissy Simonne's
throat and Miss Linda's tongue probing deep into her pussy it wasn't
long before Alana was spurting several ounces of pearly white and very
gooey tranny cream into his tummy.
There was more than enough to swallow a generous tasty portion for
himself and share a decent mouthful with his precious Miss Linda.
"Ooooh Melissa," Alana squealed, "you were so right! These two are
definite keepers! I hope you're planning to share with the rest of the
girls!"
"Do you think I'd keep these two all to myself, Alana? Of course I
intend to share. It's part of their training!" Melissa laughed. "Send
Monica over next, will you darling?" she asked as a party of six paid
their hundred dollar cover which she stuffed into the till.
Still on their knees and enjoying the fragrant aftertaste of Alana's
cummy deposit, sissy Simonne and his precious Miss Linda looked into
each others eyes and giggled with eager anticipation.
Getting to Monica's clit took much more effort. She was wearing a pair
of skin tight metallic purple Capri's which could only have been spray
painted on her slender body. As Miss Linda reached up to lower the rear
zipper she heard Monica command, "No hands, my sissies! Mouths only!"
This was going to be a real challenge. It took nearly ten minutes for
sissy Simonne and Miss Linda working together to undo the button at the
waist and lower the zip. All the while Monica and Mistress Melissa
laughed gaily at their frustrated efforts.
Simon thought that Monica must have a really tiny clit. Her Capri's
were so tight and there was absolutely no sign of her clit to be seen.
Once Monica's Capri's were undone it took another five minutes for the
two to work them down to her ankles. There was no way they'd ever come
off completely over her seven-inch spikes.
When they finally lowered her satin thong they gasped in shock as her
ten-inch, light brown Latina clit sprang from between her thighs.
Monica turned to face the kneeling Miss Linda who wasted no time
inhaling the monster deep into her throat. Linda bobbed up and down and
squeezed her throat muscles to further stimulate the object of her
desire.
At the same time sissy Simonne buried his tongue between her cheeks and
deep into her pussy. It was moist and sweet. He couldn't delve deep
enough. Monica's loud moans told him that, between him and Miss Linda,
they were definitely making Monica one very happy queen.
After sharing Monica's gargantuan load of tranny juice as they had with
Alana's they were permitted to use their hands to put her clothing back
in proper order. When they looked up they were treated to a very
pleased smile from Mistress Melissa.
And so it continued for the rest of the evening. The throng of
onlookers had become bored, or had become horny, and had dissipated.
Nevertheless, at least fifteen more of Simon's favorite queens stepped
onto Melissa's dais to pour their life's juices alternately into sissy
Simonne's and his precious Miss Linda's tummies.
Quite naturally their 'nightcap' was a final and highly satisfying
gusher benevolently provided by Mistress Melissa. After sharing with
each other and Melissa they both gazed into her eyes with nothing but
pure adoration.
As Mistress Melissa led them to the car by their buttery soft leather
leashes she asked with great concern in her voice, "How are your feet
holding up, my sissies? You must both be in great discomfort. Miss
Linda you've never worn anything higher than the 'practical' inch and
half shoes you wear to work or those god awful tennis shoes. And sissy
Simonne! My goodness, you've never been in heels before today."
She laughed, already knowing the answer, as Simon pointed out that he'd
spent all evening on his knees. He hadn't even had time to get used to
his new footwear! She was more than pleased when Miss Linda agreed with
him that she never wanted to wear anything but sky high stilettos for
the rest of her life.
It was almost four in the morning when the trio arrived back at Simon's
house. Melissa allowed her sissy Simonne to void his bladder into his
precious Miss Linda's tummy before settling him into their California
king-size bed. But not before insisting that he kneel submissively
before her clit and drain her bladder. Then kneel at the commode and
assist Miss Linda in the same manner.
As Simon drifted off to dreamland with his face buried between his
precious Miss Linda's thighs he realized that all his desires were about
to come true. It was the best night's sleep he'd had in ages.
Coming Next: Chapter Six - OMG! Simonne Gets Titties
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