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It's nearly the end of the work day, when a hand comes to rest on my
shoulder. "Come along pervert, you've got another big date tonight..."
I look up to see a supervisor grinning at me, her eyes flicking from my
face to my breasts to my crotch and back again. "Yes.. definitely a nasty
little perv... aren't you?"
"Yes Miss," I whimper as she unlocks my ankle, afraid to catch her eye.
"What are you?" She says, standing up and gripping my chin so as I'm
looking straight at her.
"A.. a nasty little pervert Miss?" I say, awakwardly.
"Hmm... you can do better than that can't you slut?"
"I..I I'm a nasty little sissy pervert Miss, w.. with her breasts on show
and, h.. her cum soaking into her crotch..."
"Yes," She says simply. "Now stand straight. You'll be wearing a temporary
collar tonight so lift that chin, and hold the pose."
"Yes Miss," I reply, standing as requested, feeling the unpleasant
sensation of my cock moving around in the dry cum coating my panties.
She attaches a heavy collar around my neck in dark brown leather and
attaches a leash to it. Without another word, she turns, gives it a tug
and heads off across the office floor.
I don't have any option but to follow her, one hand over my breasts, the
other futily trying to disguise the large stain on my skirt. No one's
really looking at me as we go past.. they've probably seen this happening
to me too many times...
We go to the make over department, but walk straight past the desk,
although I can see the look the sissy there gives me, one part pity to ten
parts contempt. I'm not even taken to the same room as normal, this one is
quite plain inside, almost antiseptic, and empty apart from one of the
devices for unlocking our shoes, and a mannequin wearing a leather harness
in the same chocolate collar as the collar I'm wearing.
"Strip you little pervert and wait here," The Supervisor says, releasing
hold of my leash. "Someone will come and prepare you eventually..."
"Y..yes Miss, thank you Miss," I reply with an awkward curtsy, watching as
she strides out the room.
It's cold in here! Very cold, and I already have goosebumps on my exposed
nipples. However, like a good little slut, I unfasten my skirt and let it
slide down over my hips to the ground wondering if they'll even try and
get the stains out. Next it's over to the device to unlock my shoes, then
step out of them. The slight stretching sensation in my tendons makes me
think of Cherry.. and I wonder if I'll ever end up like her, unable to
stand properly without them?
Next it's tugging my dirty panties away from my cock, the crusted cum
tugging at the skin of my cock as I pull them away. I feel like such a
dirty little slut as I put them ontop of the skirt, even as I say to
myself it's not my fault. Finally and reluctantly I remove my stockings
and suspender belt so I stand naked, and freezing in the middle of the
room.
I've been standing there at least five minutes, my nipples getting stiffer
and my cock getting smaller as I shiver in the room, before someone walks
in. A.. and they're not very reassuring. It's a pair of sissies.. in black
latex, that covers their entire body except for their eyes and nostrils.
It's even over their mouth and ears, and I can clearly see their erect
cocks, pressing against the latex in their crotches.
One motions me to stand in the middle of the room, whilst the other
carefully starts to detach the harness from the manequin. The one in front
of me, shows me a small metal cage then motions for me to move my hands
from my crotch... I.. I do, but wish I hadn't as she locks the cage over
my shruken cock, forcing it to dangle pointing downwards between my legs.
It.. it wouldn't be so bad without the little pink padlock, or the fact
that she's obviously erect herself.
Then they start to attach the harness to me, tightly buckling it around my
ankles, calves, thighs, a big strap around my waist. The pause to re-
tighten the buckles and nuzzle against each other, latex clad hands
caressing each other's cocks... I.. I wonder who they belong to? Miss Cleo
perhaps? She likes latex... but I doubt she'd leave their cocks out like
that.
My musings are interrupted as they tighten straps over my buttocks,
pulling them wide to... better display my rosebud I guess. Then the
humiliation of a large strap on cock, above my chastised cock, as erect
as my real one is shrunken. I.. I squirm at that, it.. it's a nasty little
detail. But this is for Diane...
They get to work on my torso, a triangle of straps around each breast, and
up to link to the collar, and more around my upper and lower arms, and
finally little gloves that tuck my thumb uselessly across my palm, but
leave my fingers free. The two latex clad sissies look at me, their eyes
bright and turn to nuzzle and stroke each other again, even more
feverishly this time, before attaching the final part, a harness with
blinkers to go over my head, and a large ring gag in my mouth, after all
this is buckled on they turn to each other and nod, then sink to their
knee's opposite each other and wait.
I wait as well, aware that apart from the gag I'm not technically bound,
but... I'm sure there will be trouble if I move. Another long ten minutes
pass then the door opens and a supervisor I don't recall seeing before
walks in.
"Hmm.. let's have a look," she says walking towards me. She's dressed in
the normal supervisors uniform, but her head is completely bald. It makes
her pale grey eyes seem even bigger, and colder as she inspects me.
Her hand reaches out on occasion to tug at the harness, sometimes so hard
it pulls me off balance, nodding as she does so. "Good, good... I think my
little sluts are learning. You may go now."
The two sissies stand, curtsy to her, then scamper out hand in hand,
whilst their Mistress looks at me. "Looking to enjoy a nice evening with
your lover slut?"
I shake my head, and she nods. "Wise, you will not enjoy this evening."
I tremble slightly, which amuses her, then she points at the floor. I.. I
obey, slowly lowering myself down onto my hands and knees, now acutely
aware of the cold floor.
She sniffs, crouching down beside me. "Well, at least you are an obedient
toy."
There's nothing I can do, save hang my head and accept my humiliation,
flushing as she pets my hair, then watch as a line of drool forms, and a
droplet hits the floor...
"Some minor modifications I think," She says and I feel her attach
something from the strap on the back of my knee to the strap at the back
of my thigh. "No standing for you."
I whimper as she attaches clamps to my nipples, with a little bell hanging
off them. "All good pets should have a bell. Now come along."
She grasps the loop in the leash and heads out, and I follow crawling
behind, my nipples swining and the little bells on them chiming...
Outside is Diane, waiting a little nervously, in a short black dress. Very
short, looking up from the floor I can see the red panties she's wearing
as well as her taut suspender straps. The bald supervisor looks at her
coldly then hands the lead. "As Miss Artemis ordered."
"Thank you Miss," Diane replies with a careful curtsy.
"Get out of my sight," The Domme intructs Diane with a wave of her hand,
reminding me of Diane's low status, and... just how very low mine is
tonight.
"O.. of course Miss," Diane replies with another curtsy, and tugs on the
lead and click clacks away in her platform stilettoes, trying to get out
of the domme's sight.
Of course with me crawling behind her, she can't go that fast, which seems
to make her more anxious, and make her keep yanking the leash. Finally
we're out onto the carpeted corridor, and Diane pauses for breath. I sink
onto my haunches, easing the discomfort in my legs, and trying not to
whimper at the pain in my nipples. I glance up to see Diane looking both
ways before grinning and looking down at me.
"Eyes down slut!" she orders. "I'm in charge of you tonight... remember?"
I lower my head so I'm facing the floor and nod, then feel her walk walk
around and slap my arse.
"What was that cunt?" She hisses. "Do speak up."
"Ooh ath in tharght," I moan around the ring gag, and she laughs at the
garbled words.
"Yeah.. right. And to think some people think we're equals? You're just a
filthy little sissy cunt, used and abused by everyone! Don't think I don't
know it, every sissy in the office know's it, hell you're hardly ever at
your desk, too busy being the office slut!" She laughs "And in our office
that's one hell of an achievement!"
I hang my head, it's all true, pretty much.. but.. it's going to change,
it must be... Mistress Thorne said at the end of the month. T.. that's not
so far away...
"Well come on then cunt, I don't want to be late. Unlike you, I have an
owner who cares for me," And with that final little comment she leads me
off to the restraunt.
"What do we have here?" asks the guard at the door, sounding amused.
"Diane, sir and... pet," Diane says a little nervously.
"Hmm... a sissy with a pet sissy is it?" The guard is almost chuckling.
"Yes sir," Dian replies a little more confidently.
"Hmm... gagged too, does she bite? Is she dangerous?"
"Oh not like this sir, but we are busy breaking her in," Diane simpers.
"I bet," the guard says amused, then I hear him step towards Diane. "But I
prefer my sissies a little more upright..."
I hear Diane take a step back as the guard approaches, and I hear him
laugh. "What? Afraid of me? Why don't you set your little bitch on me?"
Diane gives a faint laugh, trying to humour him. "Oh.. sir, we're trying
to stop her doing that.. she'll be at anything g.. given the chance.
That's why her nasty cock is all locked up."
"Unlike yours I see." The guard chuckles then steps back. "Your Mistress
is waiting with her date, so you'd better hurry."
"Yes Sir, thank you sir!" Diane gushes, then tugs on the leash, leading me
in. She gives a little squeak as she goes past, so I'm pretty certain he's
pinched her arse...
Another long, humiliating crawl amongst the diners, dominants and sissies,
before she stops an curtsies. "Good evening Mistress."
"Well hello darling, I've been waiting," Miss Artemis replies. "And my
little date here was getting lonely."
"I'm so sorry Mistress," Diane replies a little nervously. "But this...
took longer to be prepared than I'd hoped."
"Really honey? Or did you torment her a little first? Don't be shy, you
know I love it when you torment the little sluts you work with."
"Just a little Mistress."
"Good girl," Artemis says, moving closer, and giving Diane a long
lingering kiss. There's some footsteps behind her.. her mystery date I
guess. "Should we let your little pet see her... real date for tonight?"
There's a groan behind her of.. disappointment, or resignation? Diane
merely replies eagerly. "Oh yes Mistress! Just one moment."
She kneels beside me and unfastens the chains between my thigh and knee,
then slaps my ass. "Get up now slut.. have a look at your new girlfriend."
I get up carefully, as I'm a little stiff from being on all fours... and
slowly raise my gaze. There, before me in a pale leather harness is...
Miss Caroline, moaning in embarrassment. I catch her deep brown gaze and
she whimpers, looking away, embarrassed.
"Oh no no no, sweet Caroline, you do not look away from your new 'stud',"
Miss Artemis says gripping Caroline's chin and tilting her head back up to
look at me. "Back when you were playing the dominant, you confessed how
much you longed to fuck this ginger biscuit, well there you go... your
dream has come true."
Miss... Caroline's eyes look despairingly back into mine, and I try and
focus back into hers in response... however the large rubber cock sticking
out from her gagged mouth is rather distracting me, especially as I'm
certain it's going to be inserted into me at some point.
"Aww.. she looks scared of your new attachment Caroline, you big nasty
dominatrix you," Miss Artemis continues to tease her. "Especially as her
own little weenie is locked away. I mean she's still male enough to want
to shove that inside you... but instead she's got another rubber one to
shove into your hungry pussy, and I know that pussy of your's is hungry
don't I?"
Caroline whimpers and nods, making her body tremble. I can see she's
sweating, and I can smell she's aroused. Did she go to Artemis last week?
After she ran out on me? Is it my fault?
"I think it's time to get our two.. lovebirds connected don't you Diane?"
Miss Artemis says, smiling, "Bring your little sissy here and make her
kneel..."
"At once Mistress," Diane says, tugging on the leash then kicking me in
the back of the knee, making me drop to my knees. "Shall I ensure that she
keeps position?"
"That would be wise sissy," Miss Artemis says, a little distracted as she
plays with Caroline's pussy. "I wouldn't want my new toy to be
uncomfortable."
"Yes Mistress," Diane says, and I can tell from her expression she's not
too happy about the way she's being referred to, maybe there's something
changing between her and her beloved Mistress? For now it only means that
she's taking her frustration out on me, jerking on the straps as she locks
my ankles, knees's and thighs together, and being extra rough as she locks
my arms together side by side behind my back.. fuck, my elbows aren't
supposed to touch like that!
"The slut is ready Mistress," Diane says rising, putting her foot down on
the back of my calf, digging the heel in to hurt me. "Is your toy ready?"
"Yes.. I think so," Miss Artemis says sniffing her fingers. "Very ready.
Come on Caroline, time to take a load off."
She leads the former domme over, so she's stood, legs either side of my
thighs. Then Miss Artemis and Diane carefully, but not gently guide her
down, so her pussy is slipping over the dildo standing upright from my
crotch. Caroline gives a deep moan as her pussy is filled, her eyes
glazing as she squirms around it. My poor cock tries to stiffen in it's
little cage, but can barely twitch, still pointing down at the floor..
"Hmm.. that's one connection sorted. Do the next Diane, I know you've been
looking forwards to this," Miss Artemis orders and I hear her step to the
side and sit down.
Diane moves behind me and grips my head between her hands. "Well then you
slut, this sissy has filled your hole, now it's time to return the favor!"
Caroline's head flicks to the side, probably to check Miss Artemis'
reaction before she faces me and leans forwards... shit! I knew this was
coming but still! I try and twist my head out of the way, but that only
makes Diane laugh and grip my head tighter. Slowly the dildo jutting from
Caroline's gag connects with my ring gag and slips through into my
mouth... deeper and deeper it goes until I'm starting to gag, before
there's a little click and it stops.
Diane chuckles and releases my head. "They are connected Mistress-"
"And don't they look delightful?" Miss Artemis's tone is amused. "Hmm.. I
think you can strap their arms behind them now, oh and how about the
nipple chains as another link?"
"Oh Mistress, what a wonderful idea!" Diane gushes a little too
enthusiastically for my liking. I feel her take my left wrist and connect
it to my left ankle then repeat the process, I.. I really can't move now.
What's more the cock invading my mouth is really uncomfortable and I'm
trying not gag on it.
There's a pause and a little jangling as I presume Diane repeats the
process with Caroline, then I feel her toying with my nipples. There's no
way I can see what she's doing, all I can see is Carolines humiliated
expression, but I can feel the pain as the bells are removed from my
nipples and another clamp is attached, taut, tugging forwards, I.. I guess
it's been attached to Caroline's nipple, and it hurts!
With the gag I can't even moan, only make strange plaintive sounds around
the gag, and again as she torments my other nipple. I feel Diane strocking
my hair, I bet she's grinning right now.
"M.. may I.. I spank them now?" Diane asks, her voice hungry with lust.
"No no dear, where are your manners?" Miss Artemis voice comes over still
amused. "The spanking course comes between the main and the desert. It's a
little treat to let your food settle."
"Of course Mistress," Diane says and I hear the sound of her curtsying.
"My apologies."
"You are forgiven, of course Diane, but you must be punished mustn't you?"
"Yes Mistress, of course I must," Diane says walking over to her Mistress.
"And sadly, this must be done now, as we already have a spanking course
planned... bend over."
I get to hear the whacks and the squeals as Miss Artemis punishes Diane.
It doesn't sound like she holds back either. However I can't really focus
as with every spank, Caroline flinches which tugs on the nipple clamps and
makes us both moan in pain. Oh please get this over with, please...
It's thirty spanks, before Diane is allowed to sit, and the waitress's
bring their meals. I can smell them over the heavy scent of Caroline's
arousal and I feel so hungry. Caroline starts to rock her body,
stimulating herself on my strap on, making us both suffer in our nipples
again... but I think she's so aroused she no longer cares, it's just more
stimulation, oh I wish I felt like that.
It takes a painful age for Miss Artemis and Diane to finish their first
course, and order their deserts, and age where I'm suffering more and
more. Caroline can't get herself off and she's becoming increasingly
agitated, putting more and more force into her struggles...
"Sweet chocolate Caroline seem's to be having a good time doesn't she
Diane?" Mistress Artemis says. "But it seems like your date isn't enjoying
herself so much?"
Diane's reply is more than a little amused. "I'm sure she'll enjoy it more
once Istart cropping her chastised ass Mistress."
"Indeed, let us see."
I hear Diane walk over and I try and brace, but, stuck in the position I
am, there's nothing much I can do. Maybe I could bring my legs closer
together? But...
I scream, though only a strained groan comes out, as a stinging pain cuts
across my arse, then another then another. My eyes are wide scared,
looking into Caroline's brown ones, hoping to see a trace of sympathy. No
luck, she's so far gone all I can see is deperate lust. It appears the
cropping is making me move the strap on inside her, and she likes that...
I scream again as the crop hits the soft skin on the inside of my foot,
again and again...
My eyes are streaming with tears and my body convulsing with pain, so many
parts of me aching or stinging, when Caroline cum's, her body tugging at
mine her breathing heavy, her eyes closed.
"Perfect, time for desert," Miss Atremis says, and the crop stops. "I do
think she looks better now..."
"Oh yes, tear streaked mascara is definitely the right look for that
little whore."
I'm still sobbing, still in pain as I get to watch Caroline's come down,
and embarrasment at what has just happened. Once again she can't look me
in the eye... even though our faces are so close together. I.. I try and
focus on the sounds of the room around us, anything but my own
discomfort... anything but the fact that my nasty cock would be so hard
right now if not for the cage... oh I'm such a slut.. such a pain slut.
When they are finally finished, Miss Artemis speaks first. "Now Diane,
please remove Caroline's gag and pull it out of your little whore's
mouth,"
"Yes Mistress," Diane says getting up from the table.
I hear her in action, waiting for the removal of the horrid cock in my
mouth, and finally, eventually it comes out. As late as possible I'm sure.
"Well Miss Caroline, did you have fun?" Miss Artemis asks.
"Y.. yes Mistress Artemis," Caroline says, eyes down cast.
"And you got fucked by the ginger slut you were so taken with. Was she as
good as you'd hoped?"
"Yes Mistress Artemis."
"I'm not surprised, she's been very heavily trained. Now, Diane will
release you. You may leave us and go free, or kneel at my feet and submit
to me."
I scream into the gag as Diane jerks the two nipple clamps off us, though
not as loud as the ungagged Caroline. Then wait as she is slowly released
and hauled up off me to stand on unsteady feet. She looks to me, then over
to Miss Artemis, then finally to the door... she takes a step towards the
door, then, turns and kneels.
"I am yours Mistress Artemis, I.. I submit myself to you."
"Submission accepted dear," Mistress Artemis smiles widely, though Diane
does not seem impressed. "And now we just have our used sex toy... what do
you wish to do with it Diane?"
Diane looks sneeringly down at me. "Bored now, let's just leave it here,
someone is bound to clear it up sooner or later."
"Hmm.. well if you are determined to litter," Miss Artemis shrugs. "Take
your new sister over to my apartment and prepare yourselves. I find myself
a little eager tonight... perhaps there was an interesting stage show or
something."
"Yes Mistress, of course, will you join us?" Diane asks looking at me, as
Caroline rises beside her.
"In due course, I wish to finish my drink, and it's only fair to give you
time to prepare. Poor prepartion would make me.. unhappy."
"Yes Mistress, come on you slut!" Diane says with a curtsy, grabbing
Caroline by the collar and leading her out.
Miss Artemis looks down at my dishevelled and tear stained form, before
walking over and squatting down before me, doing interesting things with
her expensive long red dress... she reaches out to caress my cheek.
"My dear little Diane is quite vicious at times isn't she?" She says
looking me in the eyes. "You know why I give her so much lee way? Because
she has been the sissy of the month so many times... of course if someone
else were to be sissy of the month, things would be entirely different."
She slaps my cheek before rising and finishing the glass of wine in her
hand, then she signals a waitress.
"Yes Miss?" Asks the waitress with a deep curtsy.
"Please have this... taken to it's room and released. I tire of it, and I
do not wish to leave a mess."
"Yes Miss, at once." The sissy waitress curtsy's again then turns and
claps her dainty little hands, and two large underdressed men walk over.
They both bow to Miss Artemis, and I guess they're handsome, if you like
that kind of thing, before turning to the waitress.
"What is it?" one says with a smile to the waitress.
"Please take the discarded item to it's room boys, I believe it's number
thirteen on the first floor."
"Will it tip us?" the other asks.
"She's wearing a ring gag?" the waitress says with a despairing gesture.
"Like duh! It's not as if she has any choice!"
My eyes go wide and I try and protest, my body trembling again, whilst the
two men look at me hungrily.
Unexpectedly Miss Artemis comes to my rescue. "No no dear, we'll have none
of that, these fine young men will deposit the used toy in her room,
release her, and then they can come back here to get their 'tip' off you."
"But Miss!" the waitress maid whines. "She's got a ring gag in..."
"Silence!" Miss Artemis snaps, and the waistress shrinks before her. "I
have given my orders, see they are carried out."
"Yes Miss," she says with a curtsy and the two men bow and pick me up
between them, though it only really needs one of them, and carry me out.
I can see behind me, that Miss Artemis has taken offence at the luckless
waitress's curtsy, and the squeals of pain begin even as I'm taken through
the door. Why do I feel sorry for her? She was going to have me.. oh it
doesn't bear thinking about.
The two men carry me through the halls, getting appreciative looks from
most of the sissies still about. The put me face down on the floor of the
elevator as we go up, my sore breasts mashed into the carpet and my red
ass in the air.
"You reckon we could do this one anyway?" one of them asks. "She's
pretty..."
"Pretty sore I reckon," says the other with a dirty little chuckle "Just
look at that arse... oh and her little locked away weenie."
"Oh yeah, they look so cute like that, so girlie." The first one chuckles
as well. "So what do you reckon?"
I squirm trying to look at them, and feel myself pinned down by a heavy
foot to my ass. "I reckon, this little whore is fucking desperate for it,
just ready for a hot splurge of cum in her arse."
I shake my head against the floor, hoping to get some response, but just
more chuckles. "Yeah, prolly, but you heard what that Miss said, no
playing. I hear at least one of these bitches used to be security, and
they disobeyed orders, hey it might even have been this one..."
I freeze, wondering if they're talking about Graham, or.. or are there
more? Aww heck, there's defnintely more, I know what this place is like...
"Fuck me bruv, she's gone still... you must be fucking right. Maaan...
they sure did a number on him."
"Wow, a fucking security guard? Man... you gotta be careful around here.
Let's just drop her and go, we got that cute ass of a waitress waiting for
us. All permitted like."
They pick me up, a little more carefully and carry me to my room, pushing
open the door and putting me down on the carpet.
One of them kneels down before me and looks at me. "Wow, lookit his eyes,
this fucking security guard looks shit scared..."
"Leave him alone you fucking idiot, un-chain him and lets go."
The man nods, but reaches out to stroke my face. "Aww you poor shit, it's
hard ain't it? Not to sample all the fruit around here. You just shouldn't
a got caught, you silly shit... maybe me an Milo here ken give you a good
spit roast some time to make you feel better?"
I shake my head desperately and he laughs. "Ah, let us know if you change
your mind."
He reaches behind me and unlocks the chains. "Hey Milo, speaking of spit-
roasts, you wanna do one with that waitress?"
"Hell yes! C'mon, lets go," Ssays his friend, and ispired by that idea the
two hurry out.
Thank god they've gone! I put my hands infront of me and slowly push
myself to my feet, then stagger a little, I'm so stiff! Then I realise,
those stupid gloves! No thumbs! How can I take this stuff off?
I try and pick at some of the buckles, but it's hard with just my fingers,
trapped in stiff slippery leather. I'm so focused on that, that I barely
hear the door open, then suddenly turn as a waitress, a different one,
places a bowl of food on the floor.
"With Miss Artemis's complements on an entertaining night," She says with
a curtsy then scurrys out, before I can indicate my predicament.
I sigh, looking at the food lying on the floor, this is torture, and
without my thumbs there's no chance of getting the ring gag off. Soo.. I
kneel before the tray and start to mash the food up with my fingers, then
go down on all fours and lap up tiny bits with my straining tongue.
It's hard, it's gross but I manage to get some down me, then totally
dispirited make my way to the bed and collapse on it, still in the leather
harness.
I try and sleep, but it's hard, even after the lights go out, I ache in so
many places, and the harness is chafing badly. I'm even awake when my
usual nightly visitor walks in.
She walks up and strokes my face, then I feel my head lifted and something
being put over it, a soft cloth bag...
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