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"Well then, let's get you ready sweetie.. now.." Sienna pauses looking me
up and down. "Are you looking forwards to this date Angel?"
"Well.. I... I think so.." I reply feeling at little confused, wondering if
that time with Mistress Thorne means she intends to claim me? Or just mess
with my head... "Certainly more so that last time."
"Yeah!" Kendra claps her hands in excitement. "Now c'mon.. c'mon let's get
you comfortable..."
As she grabs my hand she sniff and looks at my cock... "OOOh.. looks like
someone's already been made comfortable tonight!"
I blush furiously, my free hand shooting down to cover my cock, and I
realise the stain in my panties, but Kendra slaps it away. "It's nothing we
haven't seen before.. like thousands of times right?"
"Yes.. but.." I stammer as she drags me to the chair and pushes me in... I
make to get up but Kendra wags her finger at me..
"No no no! Or well have to strap you in..." She giggles. "And we'd only
really want to do that if you'd enjoy it... oh.. you probably would
wouldn't you?"
I would protest, but we both know I'd be lying, so defeated I sink back
into the chair. I feel Sienna's skilled hands brushing then washing my hair
as Kendra caresses my legs... and soon I am drifting off again.
I dream, I'm with Mistress Thorne, with her teasing me... spanking me, and
I'm bound.. I can't resist! I'm so excited. and then... I wake up, to the
feel of cold water on my face, and Kendra and Sienna giggling at me...
"Looks like someone had a nice dream!" Sienna says, pointing, and I look
down to see my cock, rock hard, poking up at the sky. "I had to stop Kendra
jumping on..." she adds, still giggling. "But now it's time to get dressed
honey, so get up."
Stark naked I rise to my feed, looking down my body shimmers, like I've
been dusted in glitter... which I probably have been. Kendra kneels before
me, holding out a pair of rubber panties. Then don't look like much until I
realise there's a plug at the back and a slit at the front, and as Kendra
stretches them up over my hips I realise I'm both plugged and exposed.
Next is a chocolate brown suede dress, sleeveless and finishing in a
pleated skirt mid thigh. It fits well, as does the matching corset they
wrap around me afterwards, and tighten.. tighten far to easily... Of course
I'm a little distracted with the way the soft material brushes against my
cock... and the plug... Next are suede ankle boots, locked on of course,
and finger-strap gloves all matching. Finally the big reveal shows that
it's all chocolate colour against my skin.. my nails, my lips, and over my
eyes, a wide band of colour which makes them look so white. With a shiver I
realise that the clothes, and the make up are all the colour of Miss
Caroline's skin... and that makes my cock twitch, which in turn moves the
pleats of my skirts just a little... I groan in embarrassment... I reach up
to touch my hair, dead straight, and tied in a pony tail forwards over one
shoulder, held on by brow, by another dark brown ring...
"Ready sweetie?" Sienna asks, and I nod. "It's a little tamer this time,
but still hot right?"
"Oh yes... " I reply, licking my lips, a little disappointed not to taste
chocolate... "Is it time?"
"More than time.. now go!" Kendra says, almost pushing me out the door.
A few teetering steps and I'm there.. and Miss Caroline is waiting. I'm not
entirely surprised to see her in an outfit that almost mirrors my own. Pale
cream dress, boots, gloves and make up, though I bet she's not wearing
sluts panties... and a big smile as she sees me.
"Angel!" she says stepping forwards, arms outstretched. "You look as lovely
as I'd hoped."
"Thank you Miss Caroline," I reply with a nervous smile and a blush as I
accept her hug, her tight hug, so I have to look up.. and accept her
kiss... I know my cock is twitching against her leg.
"Now, you okay with the outfit?" she says looking at me with her deep brown
eyes. "Are you sure it's not too vanilla for you?"
"No.. no.. It's lovely!" I reply. "Really it is!"
"Kiss my foot," she says, as if it's the most normal thing in the world.
I start for a second then kneel before her, the carpet rough on my knees..
weird, I feel so naked without hose. But not as naked as my ass is as I
bend over to kiss her cream stiletto, knowing my arse is on show to the
world.
"Oh how sweet.." she says, and I look up to the sound of jingling... two
ankle cuffs with a long chain between them. "Put these on," she says
dropping them before me.
"Yes Miss," I say, taking the silver metal and clasping it round first one
ankle, then the other. "May I rise now Miss?"
"Not yet sweety, because just for tonight you are mine. This will be what
it would be like if you were my slave do you understand?"
"Yes Miss," I reply, a little nervously.
"So tonight I am Mistress Amaji, and you are slave... just slave, do you
understand?"
"Yes Mistress Amaji, I understand," I reply. thinking this will not be too
hard, but her eyes narrow.
"No no no.. I learnt this one off the Mistresses, there is no I or me, it
is always slave, do you understand now?"
"Y.. yes Mistress Amaji. slave understands," I say, nervous, but with the
strong tingle of excitement that always courses through me when someone
takes control.
"Then tilt your head up to receive your collar, just for tonight slave," I
do as bidden and she latches a copper collar around my neck linked to a
long, strong chain. "Up slave!" she commands tugging on it, and I struggle
to my feet.
"How pretty my slave is..." she says purring, gently stroking my cheek.
"But a good slave should always reply to her Mistresses commands shouldn't
she?"
"Yes Mistress Amaji, slave is sorry Mistress Amaji," I reply, embarrassed.
"Good, now hold out your wrists slave."
"At once Mistress Amaji," I reply holding out my arms, and feeling Miss
Caroline, or Mistress Amaji for now, lock cuffs onto them.
"Purely ceremonial for now slave," she smiles. "But I know how slave does
so love to be bound doesn't she?"
"Yes Mistress Amaji," I reply, then sensing that will not be enough. "Slave
does love to be bound."
"'Cause she's a dirty little sissy slut isn't she?" she presses, the smile
getting bigger. "What is she?"
"Slave is a dirty little sissy slut, Mistress Amaji," I reply meekly.
"Excellent, now come with me, it is time to make our entrance. Please
remember to remain at least two steps behind me unless ordered slave."
"Yes Mistress Amaji," I reply. letting myself be lead into the dining room,
wondering what kind of affect our entrance will have...
The guard at the door, touches his cap, and opens the door to let us in,
Miss Caroline walks in like she owns the place, and I follow her on the
lead, squeaking in surprise as the guard pinches my arse as I go through.
This makes me start and bump into Miss, who looks round in annoyance.
"Sorry Mistress Amaji," I reply meekly, bowing my head.
I watch her face carefully, she seems torn between accepting my apology or
reacting in a more commanding way... I can see some of the other guests
looking at her, and maybe a muttered comment, which causes her expression
to harden.
"Oh your knees slave!" she hisses, a little too loudly, but I comply
immediately
"Yes Mistress Amaji," I reply. "Err.. slave is sorry Mistress Amaji."
"Good! Now.. as punishment... hmm... " she looks thoughtful. "My sissy
slave can crawl after me now... do you understand slave?"
"Yes Mistress Amaji, I.. slave understands," I say, shifting to all fours,
head down, not moving 'till I feel the tug of the leash on the collar and
crawl, following her chocolate coloured legs.
As I walk, I get close up views of a lot of legs, trousered or stockinged,
some lovely shoes and more than one kneeling sissy. Not only that, but
Mistress stops at the odd table to have a chat, leaving me on all fours
beside her. This gets my arse groped twice and spanked three times before
she finally reaches a bigger table and stops.
"Well hello Caroline," a voice says, unfamiliar to me. "I'm so glad you
could finally make it.... soo... have you got a slave yet?"
"I'm trying one out tonight," Miss Caroline. "Seeing if I want to keep her
permanently."
"Oh really? Just a rental then..." The other voice sounds dismissive. "Well
get the sissy to stand so we can have a look... "
Miss looks at me. "Rise slave."
"Yes Mistress Amaji," I reply, pushing myself up from my knees, to stand,
head bowed beside her.
Glancing through my lowered eyes, I can make out three others sat around
the table, all supervisor's all with 'girl's' kneeling beside them. One is
one of the more lenient Supervisors, her latino girl in the most frilly
sissy concoction I've seen, even here. Next to her is the Supervisor with
the severe black bob.. Miss Cleo I think she is, with the harsh manner,
which I've been on the receiving end of a couple of times. Her 'slave' is
dressed in a tight latex mini dress, with arms in a binder behind her, and
a harness on her head which includes blinkers and a big gag that is making
her drool. Finally the Miss talking.. I don't recognise so well, she has a
lean pinched face, and her severe look seem familiar but I can't place it.
Her slave is wearing a pretty beaded dress in silver... nothing
embarrassing and she sits with a look of arrogance, directed both at me,
and the other girls... and Miss Caroline I think...
The stern supervisor looks me up and down. "Oh so you got the new 'girl',
well I can't see what all the fuss is about..." she sniffs, and I can sense
Miss Caroline bridle slightly. "But perhaps... slave, lift up the new
slut's skirt..."
"At once My Mistress.." Her slave says, rising gracefully and walking over
to stand behind me. She presses her curves into my back as she reaches
round and between finger and thumb delicately grasps the hem of my skirt,
then swiftly lifts it up exposing my crotch.
I flush wanting to bring my hands round to hide my exposed penis, but fight
to keep them at my sides. There's a little gasp from some of the watchers
and a couple of hungry looks... of course the sarcastic Mistress keeps her
reaction under tight control.
"Hmm..." she sniffs. "Not exactly subtle is it?"
I don't know if she's referring to the size of my sex, or the crotchless
panties, or both... I just wish it was covered up again, but her 'slave'
seems in no hurry to drop my skirt.
"No..." Miss Caroline says. "But it is quite fun to toy with... as you
know, all sissies think with their little cocks."
"That can be trained out of them..." Miss Cleo comments with a feline grin,
her dark eyes catching mine, as she settles into her chair. "If carefully
done..."
The more lenient supervisor lets out a nervous little giggle. "Oh but why
would I want that?"
"You wouldn't," Cleo says sharply. "But others would... and I do so enjoy
that training..."
"Now now, Cleo, Lauren, lets not argue in front of the property" Their
leader says with a smile. "In fact, Diane, why don't you and Laurette, take
angel to the little sissies room?"
"At once Mistress Artemis," The sissy behind me says, dropping my skirt,
and curtseying. "darling angel, won't you come with me?"
"Of course Diane" I reply taking her proffered hand, which she grips a
little too tightly...
"Is your slave going Cleo?" Artemis says looking over and Cleo grins, then
looks down at her bound pet.
"Oh no.. I haven't given it permission to pee pee... have I?" she addresses
the final comment to her slave who squirms before nodding, then pleads into
the gag. "Silence.. I said no release of any sort and I meant it!"
The slave groans, in frustration, and I wonder how long it's been, but now
Diane, and lLaurette have taken my hands and are leading me to the sissy's
room. As me feet click clack on the tiles, they release my hands. I start
to turn to speak to them but instead find myself pushed face first into the
wall... and Diane leaning in tight behind me.
"We've all seen you mince into the office slut," she hisses in my ear,
twisting one of my hands up behind my back. "The new girl who thinks she's
something special... playing up for the Managers, pretending she's some
kind of virgin... pah..."
I wince as she spits, on the wall and inch from my face. "I.. I am.. a v..
virgin!" I squeal.
"Don't lie slut!" Diane says twisting my arm further. "And you need to
learn a lesson, I'm top Sissy around here right? You're just a fucking
little nobody!"
I try to protest and squirm free but her grip is too tight and too painful,
I can't even kick back against her... "Please.. I'm not trying to challenge
anyone... "
"Of course you're not.. now.." she says as if she's had some sort of
triumph. "And just so you don't forget, Laurette, please come help me..."
The flouncy sissy prances up and takes and twists my other arm and between
them they drag me from the wall and into a cubicle... as I start to grasp
what they are planning, I struggle and they tighten their grip. "No..
please no.. I've not done anything!" I plead, as I'm forced to my knees
before the toilet bowl... "Please no..."
"Thut it ho..." Laurette says placing her free hand on the back of my head
forcing it towards the water. "It'th jutht a thame the waterth clean!"
I struggle with all my might, but it's too much and when Diane adds her
strength I can't resist and feel my head go into the cold water of the
toilet bowl.. even worse they flush it... before letting me up choking and
gasping for air...
"Who's the best sissy in the office?" Diane asks...
"You!" I shout, before getting another face-full of water. "You are miss
Diane!" I continue pleading as I'm let up.
"And who is a dirty ho who drinks out of toilets like a dog?" she asks...
"I..I.. I.. " I stammer unable to say what she wants to hear, until she
flushes me two more times.. "I am miss Diane.." I finally say.
"Yes.. and just remember it when I'm worker of the month next week... I
might pick you to serve me for the month as my bitch... that would be an
honour for a toilet drinker like you right?"
"Yes..." I sniff, still kneeling, face and hair drenched.
Finally they release me. "Hmm now time to go back to the table, and you can
tell that idiot of a want to be domme, than you had a little accident right
bitch?"
"Yes," I say embarrassed, head down.
"Oh ithn't it tho nithe when they break tho eathily lover?" Laurette says,
moving in to kiss Diane. "thee ith tho pathetic..."
"Oh I know my dear," Diane says sharing the others embrace. "But also a
little disappointing.."
"When you have her ath your thlave after winning the thitthy of the month
award, can I fuck her too?" Laurette asks gently stroking Dianne face.
"Of course.. you know I share all my toys with you love," Diane says, then
gives a nasty chuckle. "We can spit roast her..."
As they laughed at that, I realised I had to do something about this, but
what? Worker of the month? With all the time I've spent being dragged out
of the office and given special tasks? No way I could beat her.. unless..
maybe the other stuff counted? I knew I'd have to look it up..
"Hey bimbo!" Diane calls breaking me from my reverie. "Come on! I'm not
fucking you in the arse yet! Now come on..."
She's holding the door open for me, and I walk out, stumbling as she gives
me an extra little push into the room, and we make our way back to the
table. Miss Caroline is sat down now, beside Miss Cleo and they all look up
and see my bedraggle appearance. Artemis and Lauren laugh, Cleo frowns, and
Caroline looks angry...
"What happened?" she demands.
"Oh angel had a little accident and fell in the toilet," Diane says with a
curtsey. "Laurette and I helped her out."
"Really?" she says with a frown. "What happened angel?"
"They flushed my head down the toilet," I reply, as clearly as I can,
hoping this will get them punished... though I can see from the looks on
both their eyes, they're just marking me as a tattle tale...
"Now don't like angel, that's a bad Sissy," Mistress Artemis says. "And I
do not appreciate my Diane being slandered in this fashion."
"You can't seriously believe she fell?" Caroline says shocked.
"Are you accusing my slave of lying?" Artemis says looking Caroline in the
eyes.. there's a battle of wills and... Caroline backs down, glancing at me
in regret. We both know she'll never be my domme now.
"No.." she says in resignation. "Slave come sit next to me.."
"Yes Mistress Amaji," I reply, trying to keep the disappointment and anger
out of my voice, as I saunter round and sit beside her, next to Cleo's
slave.
The slave whimpers and looks up at Cleo desperately, who chuckles. "Do you
need to pee?" It nods, and she says again. "Do you really need to pee?" Her
slave scream into the gag, nodding frantically. "Tough."
Cleo looks up at the other dommes. "So.. who wants a glass of water?"
Miss Cleo pours water from the jug into her glass and then back again, all
the time the sub next to me is moaning and squirming. I'm already wet, but
really... I shuffle a little away from her, to receive a frown from Miss
Artemis, and Miss Caroline... like I care about her opinions any more....
Miss Cleo delights in pouring the water from one glass to another... shit
even I need to pee now, and her poor slave is in agony. Even the dommes
seem taken in by the spectacle, until the sissy waitresses arrive with the
food. It's an embarrassing ritual as the dommes eat, passing the occasional
titbit down to the their subs. Diane and Laurette get the tastiest treats,
Miss Caroline barely looks at me as she feeds me scraps, it's as if she
blames me for not being able to face down Miss Artemis. Mind you, I'm still
a lot better off than Miss Cleo's poor, gagged, slave who can only watch as
her mistress slowly and delicately consumes a small portion of her meal
before pushing it to the side of the table, declaring she is full... which
makes Miss Artemis laugh....
"You are just too cruel Cleopatra," she says. "How you torment that poor
thing..."
Cleo just gives an elegant shrug. "Do I? Hmm.. " she glances down. "I
suppose I do..." Then tips up her glass so the water slowly dribbles to the
floor. The inevitable finally happens, and there's a groan of release and
horror from the bound sissy beside me as she wets herself.. I scramble away
from the puddle, rising to my feet, my awkward scrambles producing more
giggles from around the table...
"Oh dear..." Miss Cleo whispers, creating a sudden silence. "I give my
sweety one simple task and it can't even manage that? Even a child can
avoid pissing itself on a meal out... you have quite disappointed me," she
spreads her legs showing an expanse of pale creamy thigh. "And I was going
to let you service me tonight, to stick your little peepee where you really
want it to go... but..." She gives an elaborate sigh. "I guess you didn't
want to do it that much did you?"
Her poor sub is squealing in its bonds as she messes with its head,
watching as she gracefully stands. "Please excuse me ladies, I.. I think I
will be busy for the rest of the evening..." And with that she slowly walks
off her slave squirming behind.
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