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Sissy Sport 2 This is a follow on to my story sissy olympics which I posted on this site about 4 years ago. Taken again. ------------ It was almost four weeks later that the dreaded event happened. I got home on a Thursday night to find an envelope had been slipped under my door. Inside was a sheet of paper stapled to some photos of me and Brian humiliating ourselves and each other. 'Take next Friday off and make sure you are home by four pm next Thursday.' was all it said. I obeyed and was home fifteen minutes earlier than instructed. As I walked towards my door, I heard girls laughter behind me. It was my tormentresses, Mistresses Sharon and Melanie, they were getting out of a car parked opposite my house. With them was another Mistress, Mistress Anne. Inside I was made to get naked. The girls ridiculed me as they painted my nails a bright, cherry red colour. I was made to wear a pink leotard, a tutu and angels wings. Then I was sent to my room to prepare a song based on the theme song to the kids show Noddy. My own sissy song. ------------------ I walked into my lounge about fifteen minutes later wearing the ridiculous outfit they had given and found that they had set up two video cameras and had a number of digital cameras on the table. There was also a fourth girl, Sarah (Mistress Sarah to me), had joined them. Four pairs of eyes watched as I humiliated myself singing the song I had made up. I'm a full grown sissy boy with such a tiny clit I wear girls clothes when I go out and when i wee i sit My wardrobe drawers are full of frills in satin, silk and lace I wear girls shoes when I go out and make up on my face The proper girls all laugh at me they giggle, point and call oh what a sissy he must be he's not a man at all. The girls looked genuinely delighted at the song, and after making some adjustments to my dance routine they made me repeat it, twice. Sorting out my clothes. ----------------------- I was told to go get all of my womens clothing and items and bring them to the lounge. I was to skip everywhere I went and sing my song to myself as I did so. It took me five trips to bring everything to the lounge and having made the last trip I was made to stand in one corner while they went and searched the house to make sure I had bought everything. I hoped I had not forgotten anything as the girls promised me I would pay dearly. They returned and fortunately for me it appeared I had brought everything. They made me stand in front of the cameras and pick up and show every item I had. After holding them up against myself and saying what it was they then said either 'left' or 'right'. I tossed the item in the direction they instructed. When the last item was put on its pile the pile on left was a lot smaller than the one on the right. They made me strip naked. In a way I was relieved to be out of the ridiculous tutu and wings, but of course that was stupid as there were so many photos and so much video that had been taken of me while I was dressed like that that it was not something that was going to go away. Spanked by dice. ---------------- The girls made me lay on the floor with my eyes closed. I heard plenty of movement. When I was told to open my eyes and stand up I saw that the girls had covered a section of the floor with the right hand side pile of clothes. On top of the laid out clothes were 4 bowls, each containing a clear golden yellow liquid that I knew was urine. Next to the bowls was a jug filled with the same liquid and an alcohol shot glass. Lined up next to the pile of clothing was a slipper, a ruler, a cane, a cat o' 9 tails, a rolled up newspaper and a belt. They explained the game, which they called Spanked By Dice, to me. Inside each bowl was a dice. I was to get the dice out of each bowl in my mouth and then spit it out. The first bowl determined which Mistress was to carry out the punishment 1 - Mistress Sarah 2 - Mistress Melanie 3 - Mistress Sharon 4 - Mistress Anne 5 - one shot of urine out of the jug and roll that dice again 6 - two shots of urine out of the jug and roll that dice again The second dice determined which instrument was to be used 1 - ruler 2 - rolled up paper 3 - cane 4 - belt 5 - cat o 9 tails 6 - slipper The third bowl determined which part of my body was to be punished 1 - left buttock 2 - left thigh 3 - left hand 4 - right buttock 5 - right thigh 6 - right hand And finally, the fourth bowl determined how many strokes I was to get. I was to play for 8 rolls of the dice but a 5 or a 6 from the first bowl didn't count towards those 8. I dipped my face into the first bowl and pursed my lips to get the dice. I managed to avoid a mouth full of urine, pulled my face out and spat the dice out as urine dripped off my face onto my body and the carpet around me. 3. I repeated the process in the remaining three bowls. 1, 4 and 2. So Mistress Anne used a ruler to hit my right buttock twice. The next time I spat a 6 on the first dice which meant I had to drink 2 shots of urine from the jug. I held my breath and swallowed as quickly as I could to try avoid the taste as much as possible. Next Mistress Susan used a rolled up paper to hit my left hand 5 times. Then Mistress Melanie used a slipper to hit my right thigh 3 times. Mistress Anne had another go next, using a belt to hit my left hand once. Mistress Sharon went next, using a ruler to hit my left buttock three times. I then threw a 5 with the first dice and after the shot of urine my punishment continued. Mistress Susan used a slipper to hit my left hand 4 times. Mistress Anne used a ruler to hit my left thigh twice. Finally Mistress Melanie used a cane to hit my left thigh 4 times. Night, night sissy. ------------------- With the game over the girls put me to bed. Basically what that meant was that they cuffed each ankle and put a short chain between each cuff, and then did the same with my wrists. They put a collar round my neck and joined a chain from that to my wrist chain which prevented me from lowering my hands below my nipples, they put a collar round the base of my scrotum and attached a chain from that to the chain between my ankles, the length of the chain being such that I could not fully extend my legs. They made me lay on the pile of clothing, poured the remaining contents of the bowls over me and switched off the lights. I had a restless night because often, during the night, the pain of my balls being pulled on as my legs tried to straighten out as i slept woke me up. Friday. ------- I was woken by a kick in the stomach. Mistress Sharon stood above me. I obeyed her and kissed her feet before crawling after her. My ass and thighs felt stiff and tender from the battering they had received the night before. I was left kneeling in the middle of my lounge wearing a pair of frilly panties and a bra. The doorbell rang and mistress Anne whent to answer it. I heard voices, and soon my four mistresses came into the room. They set up a number of video cameras. Mistress Susan stood in front of me and pulled my face tight into her panty clad ass. I heard other movement around me, and after a few minutes Mistress pushed me away from her ass. I have to admit that I had actually enjoyed the few minutes my face was buried in her ass. She had a cute, firm ass, and as my nose was so close to her body I could smell her arousal. So by the time she pushed me away I had a huge erection. That erection shrunk quickly, and feeling of dread filled me, because as I looked away from Mistresses panty clad ass I noticed that the other three women were standing in a semi circle looking at me. However, kneeling in front of them was another male, dressed in a bra and panties. He was looking extremely embarrassed. Meeting Ken. ------------ 'Sissy Graham, this is sissy Ken. Sissy Ken, meet sissy Graham.' The girls giggled as Mistress Susan made the introductions. We both remained quiet. 'Oh sissies, don't be so rude, go hug each other and give each other a nice big hello kiss.' Slowly we covered the distance between us, and hesitantly we hugged each other before giving an awkward kiss. 'Oh look girls, they're shy. Oh that's soo sweet. I know, okay sissies, we're going to play a game to break the ice, so that you get to know each other better and feel less shy in front of each other.' The girls had obviously planned this because as she said that, a jug was placed in front of each of us. We were made to pee in the jugs. As we did that two large bowls were placed between us. A dice in each. My heart sank as I realised that at some stage my face was going to, again, be in a bowl of urine. And by the looks of it, it was going to be mine and Kens urine. It may sound wierd, but the thought of putting my face in a bowl of a guys urine seemed so much more gross to me than putting my face in a bowl of womens urine. Anyway, sure enough, once we'd completed weeing, the girls filled one bowl with Kens wee, and the other with mine. 'Okay sissies, you're going to play a game now. You'll both take it in turns. You'll dip your face into the first bowl to get the dice, which you'll then spit onto the carpet. The scores you get will correspond to a part of the body, so 1 is mouth, 2 is armpits, 3 is ass, 4 is sissy clits, 5 is sissy vaginas and 6 is feet. Then you'll get the dice from the other bowl, an even number means you use closed mouth, odd means open mouth. And then you'll do 30 seconds of whatever the dice have chosen. So for example, if you throw a 4 and an odd number, you'll spend 30 seconds tonguing the ass of the other sissy. You'll have three throws each. I think that after that you'll be quite comfortable in each others company and won't be so shy. One last thing girlboys, you are competing against each other. You will be marked for every 30 second task. -1 for bad, 0 for ok, and 1 for very good. At the end of the day the winner will be rewarded, the loser will be punished. So, the more enthusiasm you show, the better. Do you girls understand?' 'Yes mistress.' we replied almost in unison. I hated this. I knew that the girls meant it, I also knew that in order to win both myself and ken would be going to greater lengths to humiliate ourselves as ultimately, the more embbarrassing and humiliating you behaved, the better the score you got from the girls. Of course, all of this would be captured on film and on film it would look like we were two very depraved and yet extremely willing participants in these games. Getting to know each other. --------------------------- The game started. Ken went first and threw a 2 and 4 and spent 30 seconds eagerly rubbing his closed lips into my armpits. I guessed from his behaviour that Ken had been through this before and was determined to win as he was extremely willing, in fact they had to tell him twice that his 30 seconds was up and he must stop. Also his hands stroked my chest as he did it. I then threw a 6 and 1 and spent the next 30 seconds sucking on and tonguing in between his toes. The girls were warming up to the game and were sitting to the side making comments and remarking on how pathetic we were. I was disgusted at what I was doing. Ken threw a 4 and 3 and sucked and licked on my dick. The truly embarrassing thing about it was that I started getting an erection which really made the girls laugh and I blushed with embarrassment. I threw a 1 and 1 and French kissed Ken for 30 seconds. In an effort to score some points for enthusiasm I hugged him to me and made some half hearted moaning sounds. This only made the girls laugh and me feel even more stupid and humiliated. For his final go Ken threw a 3 and a 4 and spent 30 seconds kneeling behind me kissing my ass cheeks. My final throw was a 4 and a 1. Very reluctantly I knelt in front of Ken and leant forward slghtly to start kissing his penis. I licked it softly, hesitantly and reluctantly. I was revolted at what I was being made to do. Despite the competition I could not bring myself to look enthusiastic about it. Knowing that there were cameras filming it didn't help either. Once the game was complete I was told to take the pile of smelly clothes that I had slept on to my bedroom and to put them on my bed, under the duvet. Then Ken and I were made to hold hands and walk to the bathroom where we were allowed a quick shower to get rid of the urine that had soaked out hair and dripped all over out bodies. Getting ready for the day. -------------------------- Back to the lounge we found, laying on the floor, two rubber panties for people with bladder problems. We put them on. Ken was made to lay on the floor and I was made to straddle over him, facing his feet. He followed instructions and reached down and pulled the waistband of his rubber panties down exposing his cock and I followed instructions and jerked off making sure to cum over his cock. I was instructed to look at his cock as I wanked and to describe his cock and what I wanted to do with it. Of course as we were competing against each other, and he had obviously won the introductions game, in fact now that I had had time to think about it I was cursing my stupidity at being so reluctant in that game. The girls had plenty of photos and videos of me in all sorts of compromising situations, one more would do no more harm, so I needed to try win the game. With that in mind, I went all out and got really perverted with what I told him I wanted him to do with his and to his cock. As always the women were cleverly staying out of the video so that only Ken and myself were being filmed. Finally I came and then had to swap positions and the same was done to me. Ken tried to outdo me but I felt that having been the first to go I did have an advantage and that much of what he said sounded like he was repeating me. Finally I felt his warm cum land on my cock and I pulled the panties up. Ken was told to wipe his hand in my hair. We were both made to stand in the lounge while the mistresses left the room. We had to face each other and stand hugging each other. There was an awkward silence which I eventually broke by asking him how many times the girls had made him do this. He replied that this was the third time. We spoke a while and actually got a little more comfortable knowing that neither of us really wanted this to be happening, but that we were both shit scared of what the girls would make the loser do. Ken had seen three different humiliations heaped upon the loser (he had been the loser twice) and was keen to make sure he wasn't a loser again. I was relatively new to this, but seeing the fear and deep humiliation in his eyes motivated me to make sure I won. The funny thing was that we both spoke of winning as though it were a good thing, when in reality, it was only a little better than losing. That first weekend it had been a case of the winner getting a blow job from the loser, or fucking the loser, but either way the loser was a fellow man, and neither of us was gay and neither of us enjoyed it and yet such was the power that the women held over us that we all pretended and acted like it was the best thing to happen to us. The girls gave us our clothes and told us to follow them. They had a people carrier and Ken and I were made to sit in the very back seats. We were made to hold hands and told to kiss at traffic lights and traffic circles. A traffic circle was a full tongue, open mouthed kiss, a traffic light was a little peck of the lips. Of course we soon realised that the women had this planned to add to our humiliation as being in the back seats we were fully visible to the people in the car behind us. So as we kissed we could imagine the people in the cars behind us watching. Going shopping. --------------- We arrived at Andover and were each given a pair of cotton panties. Mistresses Anne and Sharon took me to some public toilets and told me to go inside, drop the panties in the urinal, pee all over them and leave them there. Ken was taken to a different set of toilets by Mistresses Sarah and Melanie and made to do the same. When we met up again Mistress Sarah handed us each some money. We were told that we had 90 minutes to get ourselves a complete set of womens clothing. A set was to be made up of panties, bra, boots or shoes with a high heel, top and trousers. The competition was to see who could spend the least. Bonus points would be awarded for the most feminine top, trousers and boots, but they did warn us that once we had bought the outfit we would be wearing it in public for at least two hours, so we had to buy something that we thought would win us bonus points, but also that we would be prepared to wear in public. If we failed to obey any of the instructions then we would get punishment points and if we refused to do anything then the videos of our past sessions together with an edited version of that mornings session, would be sent to friends and neighbours. Bonus points would be awarded for good fitting clothes, punishment points for badly fitting clothes (which would still have to be worn as there was no chance to take the clothes back.). Bonus points would go the highest heeled shoes/boots. And so we left our Mistresses and started out shopping. From my past sissy adventures I knew that I could get clothes for close on twenty pounds, but I was not sure about boots/shoes. Ninety minutes later we were both back at the car. Telling us to be quiet the women took the change and our bags of purchases off of us. Mistress Sarah had changed clothes while we were away on our shopping spree and now looked masculine. She took us back to the public toilets where we had dropped the panties in the urinal. In each toilet the panties we had dropped were still there, closer to the drain, and in both cases, soaking wet with a pool of urine backed up behind them. The first toilet was empty, I followed instructions and picked the panties out of the urinal. I picked them up gingerly between two fingers but Mistress Sarah, sho had entered with me, stopped me, made me put them back in the trough and soak them again before scooping them out and taking them to a cubicle where I proceeded to put them down the back of my plastic panties. It was disgusting! Cold urine ran down the plastic and pooled between my legs. The sodden material slowly slid down and made a sodden lump at my ass. As I walked the material moved against me and the liquid sloshed between my legs reminding me of its presence. Ken did the same in the second urinal except that when we went in there was a guy taking a pee. Mistress Sarah pretended to wash her hands and Ken and I both went and made a pee until he left. It was deeply discusting to me to know that the liquid I could feel running around, trapped inside the palstic panties I wore was the urine of who knew how many other men. Mistress Sarah taunted us about it as she led us back to the car to meet the other mistreses. Once back the girls had a good laugh as Mistress Sarah told them how we now had piss soaked panties between our legs. We were made to sit in the back of the car, hold hands and were driven to Kens house. Cleaning up. ------------ Once there we were taken to the bathroom, a two video cameras were set up on tripods, a pile of clothes was dropped on the floor and we were told to undress and wash each other and to make it as erotic as possible. We would each be judged on our performances. The plastic pants, and the panties inside of them, were to be put in resealable bags. I was to start by undressing Ken, and he would wash me first. Once we'd washed each other we were to get dressed in the clothes the girls had provided for us. They left us and with a great deal of embarrassment I set about my task. While touching a naked guy was still a disugusting and humiliating thing for me to do, the fear of losing the competition overrode any other feelings I may have experienced. I slowly undressed Ken, stroking him as I did, giving him gentle kisses and fluttering licks on his nipples as I removed his t-shirt. Then his shoes and socks (I even kissed his feet), and his jeans (I stroked his thighs and legs as I pulled his jeans down and kissed them), finally he stood in front of me dressed in nothing but the plastic pants through which I could see the soaked panties we had extracted from the urinal. I ran my hands up and down his legs, on the inside of his thighs. Kneeling in front of him I reached behind him and stroked his ass cheeks through the plastic of his panties. I even rested my face against his plastic encased penis which was starting to get erect and licked it through the plastic. Disgusting as it was I made sure that he had a full erection before I finally, slowly, pulled the plastic panties down his legs letting the pee soaked panties fall to the floor. I picked them and the cotton panties up and put them in the bag. Then it was his turn. From the moment he started undressing me I knew I had lost the competition. He ran his hands all over me, making all sorts of low sexy moans and he slowly, very seductively removed every item of my clothing, kissing, licking and even nibbling, the parts of my body that became exposed. He also made sure that I had a full erection before he removed the plastic panties I had been wearing. Ken put the pee soaked panties in a bag. We got in the bath. It was Kens turn to wash me first. He made me kneel while he stood in front of me. He wet my hair, put some shampoo in it and then pulled my face into his crotch as he massaged the shampoo into my hair. 'Oh, good boy, just rest your face on my pee pee, you can kiss it if you want.' he crooned softly as he washed my hair. Then he rinsed it out. I obeyed him and stood as he knelt and ran a bar of soap all over my body, he payed close attention to my ass, penis and balls. Rubbing one soapy hand between my ass cheeks he used his other soapy hand to stroke my penis. Once I had a full erection he rinsed the soap off me. Then he sat down and handed me the soap. I could do nothing more than what Ken had done to me, so my show of washing Ken was a poor copy of his washing me. We dried and started going through the clothes the girls had left for us. There weren't many. There were two pairs of identical clothes. Pink bikini style panties with a lot of frills and a babydoll type pyjama top, also pink, also with a huge number of frills. We dressed and went downstairs. Waiting for Mistress. --------------------- Our Mistresses were not ready to deal with us and so decided we should be kept quiet and occupied. The made us lay on the floor, on our sides, but in the 69 position. Mistress Sharon pulled our panties down to our knees and then helped us get into the position she wanted. We were made to lay on our sides with our thighs at right angles to our chests, and our calves at right angles to our thighs, imagine you had been sitting upright in a chair and then fell on your side. Once in that position we were made to move closer to each other, lift our top thighs so that the other person could rest their head on the inner thigh of the other person and then we were shuffled so that we were each able to suck, kiss or lick the balls of the other. We then rested our raised thigh on top of the other persons head. Mistress then pulled our panties up as high as she could, thereby effectively trapping the other persons head between our legs. Mistress warned us to keep on sniffing, licking, sucking and kissing our friends balls and scrotum. As a result of the panties keeping our heads trapped we were trapped in a pink and flesh coloured world. The other persons thighs over our ears muffled everything and so we could not hear much. As we lay there we would occasionally have our asses slapped or prodded by the Mistresses. I have no idea how long we were left like that, but at some stage the panties were pulled down and we were told to kneel in the centre of the lounge, facing our Mistresses who were all sitting on Kens lounge suite facing us. And the winner is ... --------------------- Ken. The Mistresses were all horny after having watched us humiliate ourselves according to their instructions. Mistress Sharon explained how power was indeed a great aphrodisiac. Ken, as the winner, was going to have a dildo strapped to his face, the harness would keep the dildo on his mouth and so his nose could be used to either stimulate the dildo users ass or clit depending on which way she sat on the wearer. As we were sissies who didn't like pussy, and anyway, were not worthy of seeing any of Mistresses pussies, we would both be blindfolded. Ken however would get to smell either the ass or pussy of each Mistress and maybe, if he was really lucky, some of mistresses juices would run into his mouth. I, as the loser, was going to be the fuck toy and would be fucked up the ass by the various dildos that the mistresses had bought with them. Finally, both of us would get to make our own video where the Ken would play the dominant sissy. Used and abused. ---------------- Ken had the dildo harness strapped to his face before he was made to lay on his back on the floor with his legs spread. I was made to take off my panties before going down doggy style with my face between his legs, my legs spread apart so that my knees were resting against the inside of his ankles. Obeying our Mistresses I leant forward until I felt Kens balls against my face. I moved my face around and finally found his flacid cock which I started sucking on. As I sucked some cold liquid was spread between my asscheeks followed shortly after by a dildo being pressed against my ass. I was reminded that I was not to hurt Ken as the pressure against my ass increased and the dildo started its entry into my asshole. 'Feel my cock inside your ass you sissy. Suck on Kens cock as I fuck your ass pussy. I know, let's call you barbara. barbara and ken, sissy dolls.' Mistress Anne whispered in my ear as she pressed her dildo into me. She kept a steady pressure against me and the dildo slipped in slowly and steadily. I felt sharp pains as the dildo got further into me, following those pains I got the feeling that I needed to make a poo. As Mistress pushed into me I felt Kens cock getting erect in my mouth. 'Ooooh, Ken is sooo lucky. Mistress Sarah is fucking herself on Kens mouth dildo and she's rubbing her clit on his nose. Imagine that barbie, smelling your mistresses pussy instead of sucking on a sissy cock. Is Ken getting hard in your mouth? Oh wow, he is. Ooh Barbara, suck on it baby.' I felt her thighs pressed hard against mine, then she moved back. She rested her weight against my back, I could feel her naked breasts pressed against me, her arms wrapped round me and she squeezed my nipples as she whispered 'I'm going to fuck you now my sissy. You will slobber all over Kens cock, you will moan like you like being fucked, and you will move your body back as I thrust forward and you WILL enjoy being fucked! Do you understand me sissy?' I nodded that I did. And we did. I have no idea how long Mistress Anne fucked me, but I do know it was a long time. I met each of her thrusts with a little backward movement of my ass. I slobbered all over Kens cock. I moaned and grunted as I imagined a slut really enjoying being fucked would moan and grunt. Mistress Anne was rough and varied her tempo, she would do long slow thrusts but would then suddenly change to vicious short, sharp thrusts, her thighs slapping against mine. She slapped my ass, reached round and pinched my nipples, pulled my hair and raked her fingers down my back. She'd whisper in my ear about what a good fuck I was. Such a good pussy boy. With a few final savage thrusts Mistress Anne orgasmed, she gripped my ass tightly, pinching my flesh in her hands as she pulled me back onto her dildo. She did little circular movements with her pelvis causing a whole different set of feelings from the dildo inside of me. Finally she stopped. It wasn't long before another dildo was probing the entrance to my asshole. Slowly it entered me. It felt like it had small ridges running round it. Whoever was fucking me was a lot more gentle than Mistress Anne. Initially. Her hands ran all over my body, stroking it genelty as the dildo rhythmically pushed forwards and pulled backwards in and out of my ass. The thrusting started speeding up and then turned into a violent, irregular, thrusting as she neared orgasm. My ass was hurting a lot and I was sure that the dildo was indeed ribbed. The next Mistress pulled me up off of Kens crotch and guided my face to what I assumed was the dildo that she was going to use. She guided both my hands to it and with both hands wrapped round the shaft I gave the dildo a blowjob. I got worried as, having had Kens cock in my mouth for the last who knows how long, I knew that the dildo I was currently sucking on, and that would no doubt soon be worming its way into my ass, was a lot wider than Kens cock and I had assumed that the dildos that had already been pushed up my ass were probably the same size as Ken (I had no idea why I made that assumption, but I had). After sucking on the dildo for a while, the mistress made me put my face back in Kens crotch except that now she pushed my face close to Kens ass and ordered me to start licking and sucking on it. Mistress went behind me and I soon felt the dildo pressing against my ass. It was indeed wider than what had been used on me before. The pain I felt as it was pushed into my ass was like a series of sharp tears followed by a dull ache and a lot of discomfort. This mistress wanted a quick orgasm, she was fast and rough. She slapped my ass and back, and even at one stage bit my shoulder as she pistoned in and out of me. Finally she must have cum as the dildo was removed. Unfortunately woman are capable of multiple orgasms, and it seemed that the Mistresses were definitely into that. I was fucked up the ass seven times that night. Being blindfolded I could not see who was doing the fucking, or what was happening to Ken, but I envied him. I would rather have a woman sitting on my face even if I was smelling her ass than have my face buried between a guys legs. I plan to continue this story. Feel free to let me know what you think, and any ideas you'd like incorporated. My email is [email protected]