Angels and Demons
- 4 years ago
- 28
- 0
Angel's Journey Chapter 38 free porn video
There's a tray in my room with soup and a bread roll on it.. I'm starving,
so I eat it first, standing up of course to give my arse a break. Then I
take of my stockings, aware of the little ladders in them.. and throw them
in the bin, another little expense. I... I stroke my crotch once through
Mistress Thorne's panties... she's let me wear her panties! I pull them off
and looking around to check no one is there, even though I'm in my private
room, bring them to my nose and sniff, inhaling the scent of her arousal.
Next I wash, cleaning my hair properly, wincing then luxuriating at the hot
water on my sore nipples and arse. If it wasn't for the dangerously tight
corset I'd be comfortable... But it's nearly maid time, and I dare not be
late for that, so Ironically I dress in fresh office clothes and make my
way to the training room, (after stuffing Mistress Thorne's panties under
my pillow...
I'm first in the room, and dress carefully, ensuring my fishnets are on
straight, and the petticoats sit nicely. I'm strapping on my maid heels
when the other girls file in... they look at me and squeak in horror,
making me realise that if I'm dressed well before the others, there's
probably a horrible punishment in line for them... so I take my time
putting on my dress, getting the heavy make up and false eyelashes perfect
before settling my wig into position, so much time that I'm only just ready
before them.
Miss Black walks in as the last little touches are being done, her ample
frame in a burgundy leather dress, rolls of flesh squeezed out at the back.
Of course she walks straight up to me.
"Hand out, palm face up Missy," she orders, bringing her crop up to the
ready position, "And tell me why you are being punished?"
"P.. please Miss Black, I don't know Miss!" I say pleadingly, looking up at
her.
She brings the crop down on my hand which stings, I flinch with a squeal of
pain, and she grabs the hand to return it to position, "Dawdling while you
dressed Maid, you lazy sissy slut! What do you have to say for yourself?"
"Sorry Miss Black, it won't happen again," I say.
"Really?" She drawls, then crops my palm twice more, "Well then, we'll say
no more about it, and I love the fact you've come in a chastity belt," she
gives a nasty smile, "I do hope it's permanent, is it permanent?"
"No Miss Black, not yet," I reply awkwardly, not wanting to antagonise her
further.
"Oh dear.. well do let me know if you want it welded on," she grins, "Now
eyes down, and assume the position for inspection. That goes for all of you
sissy's!"
"Yes Miss Black!" We chorus and there's a rustle of petticoats as we ready
ourselves.
Of course this time she doesn't really check, and we sneak a few nervous
glances, wondering what is going on.
"Now, we have wonderful news, Maid Mandy has been sold!" She says, "A nice
Eastern European gentleman has put in an offer for her and I have accepted
on her behalf!"
There's a gasp and a little sob, from one of the maids in the centre of the
group, which Miss Black picks up on, "Oh come now Mandy, you remember
signing the contract don't you? As I recall you were desperate to have a
big strong man take care of you? Well he's definitely big, and strong,
though I'm not sure if he'll take care of you... but think of this as
payback, the response to all those Russian brides!"
Mandy is sobbing but nods. "Yes Miss Black. I... I'm just nervous is all
Miss Black. It's a big change Miss."
Miss Black smiles her most predatory grin, "Oh yes.. a 'big' change, but
you can always back out sissy, though you will have to pay for breach of
contract... do you want to back out?"
She slaps her crop into her gloved palm, as Mandy shakes her head, "No Miss
Black."
"Excellent, Maids give her a hug, then it's time for you to meet her owner,
all new owners get a special pamper session, just in case they're thinking
of getting more maids...."
We all give the trembling maid Mandy a hug... her brown eyes are so big and
wide. I wonder why she's here, and who she was before... I also wonder just
what contract she signed and why...
"Now stop wasting time and go through, and service the nice gentleman," she
says the last word with distaste, "Remember, once you could have been just
like him. Look after him, do anything he wants within your training. Maid
Mandy will remain here for her final preparations, now go sluts!"
We all curtsy, then scurry out to the main training room, where a large man
is sat in the comfortable 'mistress' chair. He's shaven headed, and there
are tattoo's wreathing his arms, as he sits there in a tight t-shirt and
combats... he looks rough.
"My name is Maid Milly, how may I serve you today Sir?" One of the maid's
takes the lead, walking up to him with a curtsy.
"Beer," he says in a heavy east European accent, shamelessly looking
'Milly' up and down.
"At once Sir," Milly says with a curtsy as he turns his attention to the
rest of us...
"Hey you!" he says pointing a finger.. at me. "Come over here!"
"Yes Sir," I say with my best curtsy before mincing over to him. I curtsy
again saying, "How may I serve you Sir?"
He grins, showing his teeth, showing that more than one of them is gold,
"So Maid, you're really a man yes?"
I blink, nod, then gather my composure. "Y.. yes Sir."
His grin widens. "Lift up your skirts then, show me."
"Y.. Yes Sir, of c.. course S.. Sir.. at once Sir..." I stammer, blushing
through the pale foundation, gripping the flouncy skirts.
Normally I'd just be showing the smooth front of the standard chastity, but
tonight beneath my panties is Mistress Divines special one, showing my
trapped cock, locked up between my legs... I'm trembling as I show him my
black, ruffled maids panties...
He calls another maid over, Molly I think, who pulls my panties down at his
instruction, a little too eagerly to my mind. The smile on his face is
predatory as he asks her, "Do you all have belts like this?"
Molly struggles for a moment with the maids speaking rules, "We have
different belts that hide our.. nasty cocks, Sir. Maid Missy must have been
a very naughty sissy to have this one on."
I groan softly, feeling the cool air of the room on my crotch, feeling the
humiliating sensation of my panties around my knees...
He grins, "I think he likes this... Maid go and tell your Mistress I want
my purchase in a belt like that one."
"Yes Sir, at once Sir!" Molly says with a curtsy and a smile, before
scurrying off...
"So.. your are Missy right?" he says, and I nod with an awkward curtsy with
my knees hobbled by the panties, "Tell me, is Missy for sale?"
I pause, trying to work out how best answer the question, before blurting
out, "Sadly Sir, this Maid is not yet fully trained, and would be an
unsuitable purchase for you."
He throws back his head and laughs, "Oh yes.. your Mistress did say you
can't say no. C'mere sissy and kiss me!"
He purses his lips and makes exaggerated kissing noises, mocking me as I
blush and curtsy before mincing up to him. Bending at the hips I lean over
to kiss him, smelling the smoke and beer on his breath. Just as I'm about
to make lip contact, he laughs, pulls back and grabs my wig tearing it off
and making me squeal with pain as it pulls some of my real hair out as
well...
"Ha, copper top!" He laughs, as I sniffle trying to compose myself, "No
wonder you wear a wig! Ha.. were you a big man before this ha? Or always a
simpering little sissy? No.. don't tell me, I want to imagine you were all
big manly men before this.. ha, now with what's left of your manhood
chained and useless between your smooth legs ya? Is that what you were
copper top?"
"Yes Sir!" I whimper, scared.
"Well pull up your panties and sit on my lap copper top... feel a real
man's cock against you arse ha!"
"Yes Sir!" I say, pulling up my panties then carefully manoeuvring myself
into his lap.
Sure enough I can feel a large cock pressing against my arse through his
trousers, which makes me squirm, exciting him more... he yanks at my copper
hair, pulling my head back, so his free hand can stroke my exposed neck...
something that makes me feel oddly vulnerable.
"Ha, you feel my manhood sissy? Don't you wish you could still have your
cock up between your legs? Don't you wish you were still a man?"
"Y.. yes Sir..." I whimper, as he pulls my hair tighter.
His hand moves off my neck to roughly maul my breast, making me squirm
more. I can't help but notice the more I squirm, the bigger the bulge
beneath my arse is getting.
"You like it rough don't you?" he says as I moan in pain. "You like being
shown who's in charge?"
"Yes Sir!" I squeak, then he forces his lips against mine, forcing his
tongue into my mouth where he lashes it around, my mouth filled with the
taste of cigarettes... I gasp as he squeezes my breast harder, then writhe
as his hand moves to cup my trapped cock and balls.
He pulls back from the kiss, and looks me in the eyes as he takes one of my
balls and twists it. "No.. no no... please no!" I protest, my voice rising
to a scream as he twists it, causing intense agony... smiling, laughing as
I kick and struggle in his lap, "Oh gods, please No!" I scream, as he gives
one more savage twist.
"Oh ya, you were a big hard man right you sissy cunt?" He laughs before
shoving me off his lap. He keeps hold of my hair though, giving me another
burst of pain before I settle on the floor, before finally releasing me.
"Kneel at my feet, head down bitch."
"Yes Sir," I sob, moving myself into position, kneeling before him, head
bowed.
I hear a maid step up and give him is drink, which he slurps down. I hear
the crash nearby as he throws it to shatter on the ground beside me.
"I trust you have been having fun?" I hear high heeled footsteps and Miss
Blacks voice speaking with mild amusement.
"Pah..." he sneers. "Perhaps, but I'm bored now, is this my new toy?"
"Oh yes... but one moment please. Discipline is paramount for the dear
sweet maids in my care," I hear her voice, know she's speaking about me,
and I hope for... no I fear her reaction.
"Maid Missy, you do well to lower your head in shame! You have not even
been able to follow simple rules! You said a forbidden word, not just once
but a dozen times, why you even screamed it at the top of your lungs! Am I
supposed to be impressed?" There's a pause, whilst I remain cowed, "Well
slut, speak, you were plenty happy to use your voice a minute ago."
"Yes Miss Black," I reply sobbing.
"Don't give me those crocodile tears maid, I have no time for it! Look at
you! Out of uniform, no one wants to see your disgusting natural hair
here!" She sighs, "Now, say sorry to me, and our guest..."
"Sorry Miss Black. Sorry Sir," I whimper.
"Another failure! Stand up and curtsy you lazy slut, and say it like you
mean it, and like you know what it means. Beg for forgiveness for your
unforgivable behaviour!"
Something inside snaps, and I shake my head, raising my tear stained face
to look at her. "No! It's not my fault Miss, this is unfair, he pulled off
my wig, he made me sit in his lap, it's not my OW!"
She slaps my face, before raising her crop, "What? How dare you, you
pathetic little sissy maid! You will never answer back to me! And remember
this is all your choice, to be a sissy, not a real man, to be a maid, you
volunteered! And if you volunteer you must accept the rules!"
I tremble in front of her, still on my knees, looking up at her flushed
face. My breath's are very fast now, and I'm feeling faint. The corset is
restricting my breathing, as well as my movement as she brings the crop
down on my head and shoulders time and again. I try and fend her off with
my arms, but it only transfers the pain, and all I can hear is 'him'
laughing, and a maid in the background sobbing.. probably Maddy.
"Stop, stop.. please stop!" I beg, feeling broken, aware there are thick
red weal's on my arms and shoulders, and probably across my face. "I.. I'm
sorry Miss Black.. I'm sorry..."
"Stand!" she says, and I make it to my unsteady feet, "And apologise!"
"Yes.. Miss," I say, gasping for breath, "Please Miss Black, forgive me for
my.. my unforgivable behaviour..., please Sir, forgive me for my..
behaviour, my incorrect uniform.. a.. and for using a forbidden word.."
He laughs, "Oh well.. I think I can forgive you.. I'm going to get a one of
you to keep!"
"I on the other hand will not be so lenient," Miss Black snarls. "Oh I'm
going to have some fun with you... now go stand in... no, lie face down
here... before our guest's chair."
"Yes Miss Black," I say, curtsying and flinching from a half raised crop,
then lowering myself face down onto the floor... feeling it squash my
breasts, and my nose... and from then on they ignore me completely
Maid Mandy introduces herself to her new master and kneels before him,
kneeling on my back... she squeals a couple of times and pledges her
loyalty before moving to sit on his knee... he moves his legs to press one
on my corseted waist, though he can't press hard against the stiff
material.
He and Miss Black joke, crudely about Maids and sissies, I feel a maid step
around me to hand out drinks, then step on my arse as she goes away. Lying
there in discomfort, my right calf starts to itch.. I try and stay still,
but I can't... two stinging crops strikes however make me forget the itch.
After a while, Mandy's 'special' drink is brought over, whatever that is,
and then two maids come and carry her off... and the 'party' is over. 'Sir'
gets up, steps over me and laughs. "Such a lovely carpet.. perhaps I should
get one?"
I feel a sharp impact in my side, I guess Miss Black has just kicked me,
"Well... at this rate, that will be all this slut is good for, maybe I can
do you a special rate, once she signs the contract."
"Oh, is this one planning to sign the contract?" he asks, an unpleasant
eagerness in his voice.
"Not yet..." Another softer kick in the corset, "But she will.. they all do
eventually. They all realise what they really need "
That's a worrying thought, but I remain in my humiliating pose as they walk
off laughing. They even close the door and turn off the lights leaving me
wondering if I'm here for the night... and I have to wait a long time,
breathing in the carpet in the dark before the light comes on as Miss Black
returns.
"What are you still doing, lazing around Maid! Up this instant!"
I scramble to my feet, although I'm not sure I can make her any angrier,
and curtsy head bowed.
"You..." She pauses and walks towards me, "Are the luckiest bitch slut
maid in the world. Do you know why Missy?"
I shake my head, nervously.
"Are you such a dumb, stupid untrained sissy slut that you don't know?"
"Yes Miss Black," I whimper with another curtsy.
"Look up at me Maid Missy," she says, reaching out and gripping my chin,
forcing me to look into her eyes, "Do you remember being a man?"
"Y.. yes Miss Black," I whimper.
"And now look at you, a dumb sissy, who's even failing at being a Maid!
Isn't that embarrassing?"
"Yes Miss Black!" I squeak, and she lets go before slapping me in the face.
"And well... your little friend, Maid Maddy has signed the contract in
order to save your dumb sissy arse... and unless her wife comes to claim
her, well... she'll be crated and shipped out to be some rich bastards
sissy fuck maid," Miss Black grins, "And it will all be your fault..."
I gasp, but she slaps me again. "Silence, unless you want to sign one too?"
I shake my head and she laughs, "And I'll be a maid down tomorrow, as
you're on special assignment, which means I can't give you the treatment
you so richly deserve... but," She starts to stroke my face again, "I'm
reporting you to Mistress Thorne. We'll have a word with her tomorrow after
your lunch, and then we'll see..."
"But now.. knees together sissy, and arms behind your back," She orders,
and I comply. I see her dangle two leather straps in front of me, before
using one to strap my elbows together behind me, the other tight around my
knees. "Oh yes.. that looks good, and a final touch..."
A ball gag is presented, and I briefly wonder how long I've spent gagged
today, as I obediently open my mouth to let her push it in and strap it
tight.
"Now go sissy, and hurry... you might make your room before curfew..," she
finishes with a crop on my arse, making me squeal into the gag, then walks
away laughing..
I hobble awkwardly to the door, and open it, stepping out into the cold
hallway.. what am I going to do? It must be nearly curfew time, and.. there
are security guards everywhere!
I can't walk properly, only a sort of waddle, and when a security guard
comes along, I can't even begin to get out of the way, all I can do is look
startled, and hope he's not a complete bastard like Graham. He's a big man,
but lean and looks me up and down, half amused, and half nervous as if he's
not quite sure how to react.
"Hmm..." he says looking at his watch. "5 minutes 'til curfew, you're not
going to make it are you?"
I shake my head, aware a thin line of drool is starting to escape past the
ball gag, and look at him pleadingly.
"Well.. I suppose I could help..." he says a little awkwardly, "But.. I'd
be in trouble if I didn't ask for something in return. Are you prepared to
pay me back sissy?"
I blink, wondering just what he has in mind, then slowly nod my head, after
all it's got to be better than being left outside in the halls all night
dressed like this.
"Well then," he says stepping up and easily lifting me to drape over his
shoulder. "You'll have to find me another night... and pleasure me. Okay
sissy?"
I nod, moaning a garbled yes into the gag, seeing a bit of my dribble stain
his shirt, as he walks quickly towards the accommodation. His hand is
resting on my arse underneath the maid petticoats, and he's stroking it
softly as he walks.
We pass a couple of other security guards who grin appreciatively, and wink
at me as we go past. There's a few cat calls and cheers for my 'saviour'
"So what room are you?" he says, shifting me on his shoulder, by pushing
his hand on my arse.
"Firtheen," I moan into the gag, as his hand slips between my thighs where
it starts to tickle...
"Fifteen?" he asks and I moan no. "Thirteen?"
"ees..." I gasp as I hear the final warning for curfew sound out through
the halls.
"Good job we're here then" he says, placing me on the floor.
"Ank ooo..." I manage, then blush as he wipes the drool off the gag and
opens my door.
"And I'll only ask for a hand job when I see you, okay?" He says, softly
brushing my hair out of my eyes. "That all right with you?"
"Eess thir..." I manage then awkwardly walk in, hearing the door shut
behind me, and the ominous click of the lock.
I look around, and see my office clothes neatly piled on the chair. I
suspect Maddy has helped out, and I'm really worried for her now, just what
did she sign. Part of me hopes she's still here to help me out of my
bondage, but no luck... and with my arms strapped behind me there's no
chance to get ready for bed, or even take my shoes off.. or pee. Unable to
do anything else I waddle over to the bed and sit down on it, before
awkwardly lying on my side. At least my mystery visitor won't have to worry
about putting me in bondage this time...
Gert
- 14.01.2022
- 25
- 0
Angels A Christmas Story in Three Acts
- 4 years ago
- 35
- 0
Angels Shoe Shopping Adventure
- 3 years ago
- 34
- 0
