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Bella washed away her tears and the various aromas of the night in her
en-suite shower cubicle, shampooing her soft brown hair free of the semen
deposited by the males and the womanly essence of Tara. After drying her
soft downy body she retreated to her silky bed, shuddered and cried a
little more as she remembered what she had been subjected too. Tara was
mean, but was also right; what would Adam think of her? She toyed with
the phone and the instructions given by Sandy, luckily, the other girls
were always losing their phone charge leads so Jane had bought several
'universal' adaptors with multi connectors - one had been thrown at Bella
by Victoria a while back, and remained in her room. Bella's heart glowed
a little as did the tiny phone screen as she plugged it in and secreted
it under the sheets. Sandy's note mentioned; 'plenty of credit at the
moment; let me know if you need more and I'll top it up. Please call me
as soon as you are able, regardless of what time; I so want to know all
about you!' The first number on the list was Sandy's; Bella nervously
pressed 'call'.
Sandy was overjoyed to her from her new friend and Bella had a lump in
her throat most of the time as she relayed her story; her little cock
stiffened and she rubbed it on the silky sheets as she told Sandy about
Adam, and Sandy told her of sweet episodes she'd had with boys and men.
Bella was close to coming when Sandy said she would try to make contact
with Adam and find out his phone number; she was determined to get them
together somehow. Sandy was even more determined to help Bella gain a
little more freedom somehow. After about an hour they blew each other
kisses and said goodbye. Bella hid the phone away and pulled the soft
silky pillow into her sweet face; kissing it and dreaming of being in
Adam's arms as she drifted off to sleep.
The next day, Bella was ordered into the girl's bedroom and Jane came in
looking very pleased with herself.
"You'll need a nice high frilly pink dress and pure white panties this
morning; we want your sissy bottom to look the part for our guest, when
you bend over to accept his caning. If you take it well and please Mr
Roberts, I may let you go to the beach with the girls later." Bella did
not protest as the giggling girls helped her into a fluffy pink satin
dress, ideal for sissies. The white silk panties were pulled up and over
Bella's little cock and balls, and then white cotton ankle socks were
added; pink sandals completing the picture of a pretty girl who was to be
punished. Bella's cock stiffened as she was made to look in the mirror
as usual; she was a slave to her submissiveness, and though she did not
relish being caned, this would be by a man, and in front of her smiling
step-sisters too. She thought of the promise of going to the beach and
hoped the man would not leave any stripes on her legs; these would show
beneath her bikini.
Dressed for punishment, Bella was led downstairs to the lounge, where she
was made to sit on a hard chair in the corner; a vicious looking rattan
cane lay on the table, for all to view. Bella's anus tingled and her
stomach filled with butterflies as she thought of the pain which would be
delivered by the man. The other girls sat comfortably in softer chairs,
leering at Bella with satisfaction as the sissy sat squirming; the cane
before her. They looked at their watches impatiently. The doorbell rang
and Bella gave a little involuntary gasp, much to the delight of Jane and
the girls. Bella's little cock stiffened at the sound too; she was
curiously excited about being punished. Mr Roberts entered the room and
Bella shivered all over; he was not wearing a suit as last night, but
wore a black shirt with black lose fitting slacks and black leather knee
length boots. He looked like an executioner. The girls smirked as they
studied the bulge in his slacks which increased visibly as he spied the
pink sissy who was to be caned. Jane was also dressed in black satin;
she smiled contentedly as she gave her command to the soft submissive
little sissy who awaited her punishment, Bella's panties now sticky at
the front, as her sissy cock dribbled in fear and anticipation.
"Hand the cane to Mr Roberts and apologise for making him come again; I
think we all know you have deserved your punishment, I hope you are ready
to suffer." Bella moved daintily to the table and felt the weight and
flexibility of the cane; how it would hurt her. She trembled a little as
she stood before the large and muscular Mr Roberts; making his cock pulse
as he witnessed her fear, he took the cane from the small white hands and
soft hairless arms that held it, and smiled wickedly as he awaited the
apology.
"I...I...I'm sorry for being so rude...please cane me." Poor Bella blurted
out her apology and the girls sneered delightedly. Jane took Bella, who
now cried openly, and had her lean over a low backed leather couch; Mr
Robert's cock stiffened markedly as the pink frilly dress was lifted to
reveal that perfect feminine bottom he had seen last night. The silky
white panties were taken down and left around one ankle; a prominent
sticky wet patch was very apparent to them all, the sissy was looking
forward to her punishment, they all assumed. Roberts wished he could
stroke his cock at the sight; Bella was made to tip-toe with her legs
slightly apart, her little hairless sack swung sweetly, buoyed by her
stiff little sissy cock. Bella faced a huge full length mirror; if she
were brave enough to keep her eyes open she could witness each stinging
delivery. She flinched and whimpered as Roberts put his hand across the
soft white cheeks, deftly slipping a finger into the tight little anus,
which clenched sweetly around the tip. Bella's balls tingled and her
little cock throbbed as her exposed bell end felt the draught of
movement; she could not understand he emotions, she wanted to be caned.
Roberts took his hand away and sniffed his finger; his cock was ready to
burst as he relished the tangy aroma of the scared little sissy, before
licking the tart tang from the tip. Now he would cane her.
"I think six strokes will suffice Madame Jane?" Bella looked at the
reflection of the woman in the mirror with pleading eyes, and saw her
grin wickedly.
"Make it seven Mr Roberts; I want her to learn to respect her betters."
Bella braced herself as best she could, teetering on tip-toe; Roberts'
cock was now vertical up under his belt as he viewed the soft white
bottom. Bella watched in the mirror as he raised the wicked cane for the
first time. Down it came viciously, cutting smartly across both soft
cheeks; Bella howled in pain as the rod bit home, the girls and Jane
marvelled at the way a sharp red line blushed from pink to red, marking
the sissy's bottom sweetly. She cried like a baby as Roberts brought the
cane down again and again; the girls giggling openly at her distress;
Tara's pussy bulged with pleasure; she was thoroughly enjoying Bella's
misery. Roberts was ready to explode in his confinement as he viewed the
bawling sissy and the wicked lines across that sweet bottom as he
prepared for the seventh stroke. Bella was in agony and yet somehow in
ecstasy too; she managed to look at the reflection, saw the pleasure on
the faces of her tormentors, felt the pain wracking her bottom- and
desperately wanted to come. Her cock dribbled sweetly as Robert's
readied her for the last stroke by placing the cane under her cheeks,
ensuring her pert little bottom stood up and out. She watched as he
raised the cane for the last time, then brought it whooshing down; the
sound now sweet to Bella's submissive ears. As the cane cut home, Bella
moaned and cried in a sweet mixture of emotion, her little cock spurted
gloriously as she came for the cane.
Bella collapsed over the couch, weeping pitifully; Roberts looked at Jane
with a knowing look and she dismissed the girls from the room. Tara and
the other two left begrudgingly, but smiled down at the whinging sissy as
they left. Bella was pulled round and made to kneel before Roberts; the
tears flowed down her sweet cheeks as the burly man wrestled with his
zip. Bella was now confronted with a huge erect cock. Jane took the cane
and made for the door to ensure the girls were not looking.
"You thank Mr Roberts properly now; I can see you enjoyed your
punishment, when you've thanked him you may go to the beach." Roberts
grunted as Bella took his hot sticky cock into her mouth; he held her
hair tightly and rocked her back and forth urgently on his rigid member,
the bulbous head of his bell-end made her gag a little as it touched her
throat. Just as he moaned and began his hot salty delivery, the doorbell
rang again. Despite her obvious distraction, Bella wondered who this
could be.
***
Roberts took full advantage of his few minutes alone with Bella, as Aunt
Jane attended to the caller at the door; he wiped her soft lips clean of
his sticky semen and sat her tenderly on his lap, careful to let her sore
little cheeks hang over; he caressed the soft white flesh and softly
kissed her forehead.
"I'm sorry I had to punish you; I'd love to make it up to you, how would
you like to come and stay at my place for a few days? I promise I won't
do any more than take a few pictures of you; there are other girls like
you there, and we have a nice swimming pool and plenty of booze, I've
seen how you like that."
Bella was in a quandary; she would love to get away from Jane and the
girls for a while, but was sensible enough to be wary of a male whom she
knew instinctively would have trouble controlling his urges if he had her
to himself; after all, he had already caned and abused her. Her sissy
cock stiffened a little at the idea of being at the complete mercy and
violated by a large masculine animal, but her soft side reminded her that
she yearned to give herself to Adam. She might agree to go with Mr
Roberts if she could just trust him a little, but how would he gain the
permission of her strict Aunt? Her mind was made up for her when Jane
came into the room with the person who had rung the bell. Roberts smiled
at the visitor and looked back at Bella.
"This is Sandy; I believe you've met, she's one of the girls I was
telling you about. She's staying at my place at the moment." Bella
needed to use all her restraint to not make it obvious she was delighted
to see a girl who, as far as Jane and Roberts were concerned, had simply
poured her a few drinks. She bit her lip as she said 'hello' as
indifferently as she could manage. Roberts continued.
"Sandy asked if she could go to the beach with you and the girls when I
mentioned I'd be here today and Jane had told me of her day's plans; why
don't you ask Sandy about the pool and everything, like I told you, I'm
sure Jane won't mind if she knows girls like Sandy will be around to look
after you." Roberts then put Bella down and looked at Jane with a
childish smile; there was something he wanted to ask her. As he engaged
Jane with his proposition, Bella beamed at Sandy, who whispered at her.
"I couldn't believe my luck when I heard Mr Roberts was coming here; I've
had to make all sorts of promises to get here as well, but I think he
wants to add you to his photo portfolio, and who wouldn't. I know Madame
Jane, and she's bound to ask me to look after you and make sure he
doesn't let his cock take over; I can't believe how it's working out."
Jane frowned a little but Roberts persisted and pointed to Sandy; as if
by clockwork Jane Ok'd Bella to go with Roberts for the weekend and made
Sandy swear to ensure that Bella was chaperoned everywhere, even at the
photo shoots. Bella put on her most timid face when she was told she'd
go, and be on her best behaviour, and was told to go upstairs and change
for the beach. Sandy would stay the night and take her to Mr Roberts'
house tomorrow. Sandy took Bella's hand and almost dragged the sissy up
the stairs.
Though Bella loved to go to the beach, everything had its price; her
bikini was necessarily a little uncomfortable, as the gusset was
specially made, very tight in order to conceal her bulge as best as
possible. The Bikini bottom had a little frilly skirt affair which
completed the cover from the front, but displayed her feminine bottom
nicely from behind. It also seemed to accentuate her coke-bottle shape;
passing boys and men oblivious to Bella's reality, smiling and ogling at
her sweet shapely body. Bella would not mind her usual slaving for the
girls on this occasion; being sent for drinks and ice-creams etc. as
Sandy was with her. She wore fashionably baggy shorts and bikini top,
which served the purpose perfectly; the two t-girls attracting as much
attention from males as the three sisters. Tara and the girls deftly
flashed their sweet camel-toes at the required moments, in an attempt to
receive more attention than the two sweetly effeminate friends.
As Bella and Sandy walked back across the burning hot sand from the beach
caf? with a tray of drinks in hand, having had the first order from the
girls, they noted a crowd of young men around the sisters. Bella froze;
Tara was face to face with...Adam! She seemed to be delighting in telling
him something, nestling up to the well -developed young man. Bella bit
her lip and nearly dropped the tray; Sandy took it from her, guessing who
the young man was.
"That's Adam I take it? He's very nice, not unlike my Carl." Though
Sandy tried to make Bella feel at ease, she was aware from their phone
conversation of just how nasty Tara could be. Even at that distance, they
could perceive a bemused look on Adam's face as Tara gossiped with a
smiling face; Bella could guess what he was being told. Sandy squeezed
Bella's arm as the sissy's eyes welled up.
"I'm sure it will all be ok, don't look so sad."
Bella was distraught and ran down the sand past the crowd, she ran down
the beach toward the rocky area and then waded into the frothy surf; she
pushed on till she was shoulder deep in the water, the gentle waves
lapping at her hair as she turned to face the beach. She could see Sandy
walking with Adam; both obviously looking for her; she cried openly and
was scared of what he might say. She waded round to an area beyond some
rocks where she could not be seen; luckily the sea was very calm that
day. She heard splashing behind her and tried to wade further, but the
rocks barred her way. Distraught, she turned and saw arms flailing as
someone swam ever closer to her; it was Adam. She turned and pressed
herself against the smooth rocks, trembling as the sea lapped at her soft
white neck and shoulders; she wanted the sea to engulf her as a hand
softly touched her shoulder.
"Bella, please talk to me, I miss you so much!" Bella turned and looked
into the deep blue eyes of the man she most desired. He pulled her
closer, as he studied the red puffy eyes which wept even as he held her.
"I don't care Bella; Sandy has told me everything, I know how it's been
for you...I want you so much." Adam would have no more of it, and pulled
Bella closer still, embracing her soft body, wiping her tears away and
putting his hand behind her head. Bella closed her eyes as their lips
met softly, Adam holding her tightly as they swayed gently in the warm
shallow water. Bella's head spun as she gorged on the succulent kiss,
and felt Adam's cock erect and stiffen against her soft belly. Overjoyed
by her realisation that he still wanted her she peeled her tight bikini
bottom off, allowed it to drift down to her ankles; Adam could now feel
her sweet little cock, stiff and eager against him, he kissed her
forehead softly as he too let his trunks drift down. The two shimmered
together in the warm water as their cocks pressed excitedly against each-
others nakedness; Adam squeezed Bella's sweet sissy bottom tightly,
gently fingering her soft boy-pussy. They kissed lovingly and grasped
each-others willing cocks in a sweet homage to their legacy at the mall.
Bella looked Adam softly in the eye and thought of turning to face the
rock; Adam sensed what she thought and held her firm.
"I want to as much as you sweet Bella, but I want it to happen somewhere
that's right; I want to hold you close and caress you for hours after."
They kissed again and continued to stroke each other, Bella sighed in
exquisite ecstasy as Adam milked her sissy cock to orgasm, and Adam grew
in stature as he gripped her soft body with his free hand as he too spent
in a rapture of sweet pleasure; their warm seed mingling in the blue
ocean. Bella's tears were now of sheer joy, and Adam smiled sweetly as
her, licking them away as he helped her replace her bikini. Having
pulled back his trunks, he moved back a little and saw Sandy waiting
patiently about 50 yards off; she was hiding her face and not looking
their way, so as not to disturb them. Adam yelled for her to come over;
Bella grasped his hand.
"I'm going to be in so much trouble for moving out of Tara's sight, but I
so want to be with you forever." Adam smiled as he squeezed her tight
once more as Sandy approached smiling at the two together. Adam kissed
Bella as a wave washed over them.
"I intend talking to you as often as I can; Sandy has another phone
number for you. I must go now; I'll go further round the rocks to the
escape steps up the cliff; you carry on crying, we want someone to think
you've had a really bad time with me!" And with that he slipped from her
grasp and Sandy cuddled Bella, and they made their way back as Adam swam
further round. As the two reached the edge of the rocks they heard a
whistle, and saw Adam waving from up on the cliff; they waved back and he
blew a kiss then disappeared over the headland.
When they got back, some of the boys were still there, and crowded round
Bella taking the opportunity to touch her in comforting gestures, as
tears flowed and she managed to look distressed. Tara moved through the
pack anxiously and looked first at Bella, sneered a little, then looked
to Sandy.
"Well? How were things?" Sandy frowned as Bella whimpered and cried
openly in the background.
"What do you think? Look at her, and do you see Adam?" Sandy had no need
to even make any suggestion; Tara was a spoilt arrogant bitch, and she
smiled triumphantly as she put two and two together, coming up with five
that the two friends intended.
"Maybe I won't tell mom how bad you were today; I can see some things are
beyond you, I hope you've learned your lesson. I expect I'll be hearing
from Adam myself soon anyway." With that she smiled and went back to the
beach towel and lay in the sun. Sandy cuddled Bella as if to comfort her
and the two strolled down the beach, followed by a throng of young men
who watched the two sweet rears with interest. The two friends giggled
when out of sight and discussed having a drink by Roberts' pool tomorrow.
Bella looked forward to that, but not half as much as she looked forward
to feeling that phone vibrate to an incoming call...
***
As Sandy pulled into the drive of Aunt Jane' s house, Tara turned from
the front passenger seat and eyed the forlorn looking sissy seated
centrally between her two sisters with some satisfaction.
"It's a good thing your friend can stay with you tonight to console you;
of course I'd have done the same if she were not staying." She and the
sisters who sandwiched Bella, all sniggered sarcastically at the sheer
comedy of the thought. Bella maintained a look of hopeless nonchalance
as she gazed aimlessly through the window as Sandy applied the handbrake.
The sisters alighted from the vehicle with barely a gesture of thanks to
their driver, and strutted round to the front door. Bella and sandy
smiled at each other with relief and followed on after Bella had
retrieved the sister's beach gear, as was one of the duties expected of
her. Sandy was treated to a coffee and a chat with Jane, while Bella
loaded the washing machine with everyone's swimwear; she was allowed to
eat with the others and then given permission to disappear to her room
with Sandy.
The two embraced and giggled as soon as the door was closed behind them.
Bella then retrieved the phone from its hiding place and set it on the
wooden bedside table, so that its buzz would be audible if anyone called.
The two stripped off and squeezed into the shower together; their salty
bodies in need of refreshing. This was a thrill in itself for Bella, as
she had not seen another t-girl in the flesh; she had managed to find a
few on the sisters' computer on the odd occasion she had found herself
alone with it for a moment or two, but having a like person near her
filled her with a sense of belonging for the first time; she now had
living proof she was not unique, and Sandy was full of self-confidence;
proud to be just the way she was. Sandy smiled as she noticed Bella
gazing down her cock whilst she shampooed.
"Mine's bigger than yours!" She joked, making Bella blush at the
realisation that she had been staring rudely.
"That's ok kid, I've been looking at you too; you are so pretty, a real
catch for that Adam. You'll see my Carl tomorrow; I'm going to have to
keep him on a leash, his eyes will be all over you." Sandy giggled once
more as she held the shower head over Bella and washed the lather from
her soft white body, but stopped giggling and then stroked her bottom
softly, biting her lip as she viewed the still visible evidence of the
caning.
"That's ok." Bella said softly.
"I actually enjoyed it in the end; I can't help but be submissive, I
can't stop thinking about how Adam will be with me; he seems so soft and
caring, but I often fantasise about being tied and gagged by him, I'm so
mixed up." Sandy squeezed her as she turned off the shower and patted
her down with a soft fluffy towel.
"You've no need to worry; he's nice and physical, if he could see you now
it would bring out the animal in him. When you've got to know him, just
tell him what you like; he's sure to accommodate you. Besides, I promised
him copies of some of the more risqu? pictures that Roberts takes of you
tomorrow." Bella's jaw dropped and her face was enveloped in a gaping
smile; she snatched the towel from Sandy and held over her crotch to hide
her excitement at the thought. Sandy laughed.
"He's so obviously in love with you, but there's definitely a horny
animal inside him too. I want you to relax and really let yourself free
in front of the camera tomorrow; you just think of giving yourself to
Adam and Roberts will be delighted with the results, I'm sure." As soon
as they had dried off, the phone started to buzz and creep across the
table. Bella froze at first; Sandy pushed her toward the table. Bella
shivered as she sat on the soft bed and looked bewildered as she said
'hello?' Sandy smiled as Bella's face softened immediately she heard the
one voice she really longed to hear. Sandy sat at the dressing table and
tended her hair to allow Bella as much privacy as she could, taking a
peep in the mirror now and again, to view the starry-eyed contentment of
Bella as she cooed sweet nothings to Adam. When they eventually ended
the call, Sandy came over and dabbed the tears of joy from the sweet
sissy's cheeks. She looked up at Sandy.
"Oh how I'm looking forward to some more vodka tomorrow! I'm so happy!"
Sandy sat by her and cuddled her. They packed Bella's favourite,
raunchier things, ready for the weekend then slipped into bed together,
giggling like ten year olds as they talked about the weekend; within 20
minutes they were both sound asleep.
Across town in his large residence, Roberts prepared his equipment under
the poolside lights in the warm evening air. He checked his photographic
gear and props; his cock rising as he sorted the silky cords, gags and
handcuffs, thinking of which would suit best that pretty sissy. He was
just as excited as the girls, as he imagined that sweet little bottom,
raised in the air submissively.
Bella kept everything crossed as she went downstairs with Sandy on
Saturday morning; she could not believe that her Aunt Jane would really
let her go, she expected her to smile wickedly at her and tell her it was
all just a tease. Her stomach churned as she attempted to eat some
toast; this just to appease her aunt who would not have her go without
eating anything; she was very strict with her, and would ensure she did
not become anorexic and unattractive to possible suitors. Bella was in a
cold sweat as Jane watched her finish and then turned to Sandy who was
happily on her fourth slice with honey.
"I trust you to be my eyes with Mr Roberts; I know you have no influence
over him, but he will not risk anything improper while you are around.
Please have Bella back here by 8pm Sunday." And with that she strolled
out to the garden and sat reading a book. Bella nearly choked in her
efforts to swallow her last corner of toast; Sandy smiled, licked her
fingers clean of the honey and rinsed her hands.
"Let's go then kid, what are you waiting for?" The two picked up their
bags, Bella almost falling over hers in an effort to get through the
door. They put the bags in the back and got into the car; Bella staring
into the rear view mirror, her heart racing as Sandy turned out of the
drive with her aunt's house disappearing behind them. As the car drove
out onto the open road Bella yelled with sheer excitement. Sandy nearly
ran over a cyclist, she was laughing so much.
Bella's little cock stiffened involuntarily and her balls tingled as the
car swept up a palm lined avenue and a huge white Art Deco house with
green tiled roof loomed up before them. As they drew up, a smiling
Roberts appeared and helped them with their bags; he took them through a
plush marbled hallway and up a curving staircase with wrought iron work
typical of the early thirties. Both he and Sandy showed her the room
she'd stay in; with Sandy of course.
"You two slip into something comfortable then come down to the pool for a
drink; I expect you'll want a swim later, it's going to be a warm one."
He watched the sissy bend and put her bag down as he closed the door; his
cock bulged as he descended the stairs; she was within his grasp now, If
only he could find a way.
The two came downstairs. Both wearing saris of a fine sheer material over
their naked bodies; they giggled as they sat next to Roberts, who poured
them generous drinks. Bella's nipples were prominent from her sweet
round breasts, partly because the morning air was still a little cool,
partly because of sheer excitement; this was to be an eventful day in the
sissy's life...
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