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Fortunately we had no other stops to make, as if stopping somewhere else
could've gotten any worse than the fetish shop with Master Chuck. We were
soon pulling into an incredible large contemporary home. I was amazed by
its size and beauty. she said, "Come on, grab your things, I'll show you
to your new room." We went through the front double doors and then through
a side door down steps into the basement. She said, "This is where the
laundry room is, which will be one of your chores. Your room is just off
of it. And here we are, your new room."
I didn't know what I was expecting but wasn't surprised by it. It was
definitely a girl's room, pink pastel flowered wall paper, pink satin and
white lace bedding and pillows on a twin mattress, white bed frame, a
white vanity, and a white dresser. There were also two empty clothes
racks. she said their previous sissy maid used this room when in their
employ but left. she said to hang up my uniforms and put my other things
in the drawers and hurry. We had other chores to do before Master William
got home and to meet her in the kitchen and then left.
I was still locked in my arm waist bondage, so I first put the other sets
of restraints in the dresser along with my new PVC lingerie since they
were the easiest to reach. I then saw my red satin lingerie set and
sandals in the large bag and almost began to cry. This is what started it
all. But I kept myself together and set them with my other lingerie. I set
my new slut sandals along with my red satin ones under the empty clothes
racks. I went to look for something I could stand on to reach the bar on
the clothes racks, and it was then that I saw the picture of a maid on my
new bedroom door. She was dressed just as slutty as I was but I also had
bondage restraints and a collar on. I then found a small ladder in the
laundry room that I could use to reach high enough to hang my uniforms on
the clothes racks. I also found my street hooker fantasy outfit in the bag
and hung it up on the rack as well. Then it was upstairs to find Mistress
Helen.
Once I found her, she immediately put me to work mopping the dining room
floor, and then setting the table for three for dinner, all the while
locked in my bondage restraints. But still, at least it would be just
Master William, Mistress Helen and me for dinner, or so I thought. She
then gave me very strict instructions. Whenever I was to see her or Master
William, I was to always curtsey, address them as such, and then ask how
may I be of service to them. Failure to do so would bring me demerits
which added up to punishments, and that I didn't want to learn what those
were.
She then sent me off to vacuum the living room carpet but not before I had
to curtsey and say "yes, Mistress Helen". I had almost completely finished
vacuuming the living room but the noise from the vacuum prevented me from
hearing that Master William had arrived home so he was able to sneak up
behind me and pinch my PVC pantied butt. This caused me to squeal like a
girl. I quickly shut off the vacuum and spun around to see his evil
grinning face looking at me. This was the man who had put me into this
horrible situation. But I knew not to say anything but what Mistress Helen
had instructed me to say. I didn't want my day to get any worse. So with
much humiliation, I grabbed the edge of my maids uniform and curtseyed as
instructed and said, "Hello Master William. How may I be of service to
you?"
It was then that I saw another man standing behind him and I realized that
my day just got worse. Standing behind Master William was none other than
his brother, Malcolm. Master Malcolm, as I now was to address him, ran his
own computer consulting business. He installed all of Master William's
computer systems, networking equipment, and everything else. Whenever he
was in the office, he treated me like a slave, ordering me around, and
said I was nothing but a pathetic geek, that barely knew enough to keep
the job I had. And now here I was standing in front of both him and my
boss dressed up as a sissy slut bondage maid. I wanted the Earth to open
up a hole and swallow me up into it. Not knowing what to do, but afraid of
getting demerits, I did what I was told and performed another curtsey and
said, "hello Master Malcolm. How may I be of service to you ?"
Just then Mistress Helen walked up and said, "I see you've met our new
maid Prissy-Sissy Submissy." To that, both men laughed heartily and Master
Malcolm said, "It's perfect. She is definitely a Prissy-Sissy Submissy,
isn't she William. She's even got the collar and medallions to prove it
and started laughing even harder." Master William was laughing almost as
uncontrollably as Master Malcolm but was able to get control of himself
and said, "Finish up vacuuming Prissy-Sissy, and then get me and Master
Malcolm a scotch on the rocks. The liquor cabinet is over there by the
dining room table."
I again curtseyed and said, "Yes, Master William," which immediately set
them off laughing again but I turned and quickly resumed vacuuming, using
the noise to drown out their laughter as I finished the last few sections
of carpet and hurriedly put the vacuum into the hall closet. I then went
to get Masters William and Malcolm their scotches. I was soon curtseying
in front of them again handing them their drinks feeling like such a
pathetic sissy slut, burning with humiliation at my attire and my
situation, but again asking them how may I be of service to them. They
almost broke into hysterics again but controlled themselves and was
getting ready to give me an order.
I was terrified of what that order might be, especially from Master
Malcolm since I knew he thought so little of me. But fortunately for me or
so I thought, Mistress Helen interrupted and said dinner was ready. She
had me bring all the different courses from the kitchen and place them on
the table and then had me serve all three of them, each time curtseying as
I asked how much of a particular item they'd like and then curtseying as I
acknowledged their request. I struggled in my arm waist bondage but was
able to accomplish serving them without spilling anything on the table or
on them.
I then curtseyed again and asked if there was anything else I could do for
them. Mistress Helen requested a glass of red wine, the bottle was in the
liquor cabinet along with the glasses so I curtseyed with a "yes, Mistress
Helen" and got her glass of wine and then curtseyed and asked again if
there was anything else. Mistress Helen said, "that's enough for now, you
can stand over in the corner behind me." As I stood there, in full view of
Master Malcolm, I kept my gaze down, too embarrassed to look at his
smiling face as they discussed what a sexy slutty little sissy maid I was,
almost as if I wasn't even there. Master Malcolm remarked that he thought
this was the perfect position for me, that I had found my true profession.
All I could do was stand there and hope I could find a way out of this
situation.
But then Mistress Helen called for me so I again stepped to her side and
responded, "Yes, Mistress Helen, how may I be of service to you ?" She
said, "How careless of me, I bet you're hungry too aren't you Prissy-
Sissy." In my mind I was thinking yes you stupid bitch all I had to eat
was cum from Master William and Master Chuck, but I just smiled and
curtseyed and said, "Yes, Mistress Helen, very much so." She said, "Good,
I'm sure Master Malcolm would love to feed you dinner. Your meal is under
the table." I looked confused for a few seconds and that's when Master
Malcolm said, "Here Prissy-Sissy since you're in bondage, I'll make it
easy for you," and could see him reach under the table and then hear him
unzipping his pants.
Oh God I thought, here we go again, but I knew better than to argue or
complain. I didn't want the ball gag stuffed into my mouth, and I had
already sucked two cocks today, so what's a third. So I just curtseyed and
responded, "Yes, Mistress Helen. Thank you Master Malcolm," and kneeled
down, crawled under the table right up to between Master Malcolm's legs.
He already had his cock out and was already rock hard so I leaned forward
and took him into my mouth. He immediately grabbed the back of my head by
my ponytail and began fucking my face, my third face fucking of the day. I
was immediately swallowing his cock down my throat as he was quite rough
and obviously very excited by my submission to him.
My face fucking by Master Malcolm went on for a couple minutes as Mistress
Helen asked Master Malcolm if he thought my performance was acceptable. He
said that I was an excellent cocksucking slut as my collar medallion said
and then started shooting his cum right down my throat. He then added,
"and she's an excellent cum dump too, as her other collar medallion said."
He backed my head off just enough so that I could breath again and shot
the final spurts of cum into my mouth. I kept sucking and swallowing until
Master Malcolm said that I could go back to standing in the corner.
I stood there totally humiliated as they ate their meal, feeling like such
a pathetic sissy slut bondage maid being only good for menial tasks,
sucking cock and being fucked. Eventually, they finished their meal and
Mistress Helen then ordered me to clear the table, place all the dishes
into the dishwasher and report back to her in the living room. Once I had
completed that task, I was again standing in front of Mistress Helen,
curtseying and asking how may I be of service to her. She proceeded to
unlock my arm waist bondage restraints from my apron belt, only to then
lock my wrist restraints together in front of me, and then locked the arm
restraints together, painfully pinning my arms together. She then reached
down and locked my ankle restraints together.
While she was doing this, Master William had removed the top of the wooden
living room coffee table and flipped it over, revealing a padded opposite
side with straps hanging from it. He then set this side on top of the
table and I was soon strapped onto the table on all fours, feeling quite
vulnerable. Mistress Helen unzipped the crotch of my panties and unlocked
and removed the butt plug harness crotch strap and removed my butt plug.
It felt quite good not having that filling me up, but it was soon to be
replaced. I just laid there on all fours in growing dread as my two
Masters and Mistress began undressing. Mistress Helen removed a harness of
some kind from a side table and was soon wearing a black leather dildo
harness with a very large black dildo protruding from it.
Mistress Helen then said she'd start by getting the little sissy slut
stretched out while Master William proceeded to step in front of me with
his cock standing straight out. I was soon gagging on Master William's
cock as he commenced with his second face fucking of me that day, while
Mistress Helen began plowing into me with her large black dildo. I was
soon moaning in pain from this anal assault as my sussy wasn't able to
take a dildo with such a large girth but Master William seemed to enjoy my
oral pleasuring. Soon after, Master William shot his entire load down my
throat and had me suck his cock dry and swallow any remaining cum.
Mistress Helen was soon roughly fucking my sussy as she had switched on
the vibrator built into the large black dildo that also had a short dildo
that was lodged in her pussy and was soon having her own orgasm. She
eventually unhooked the harness from herself only to then wrap it around
me with the dildo still filling my sussy and the vibrator still buzzing.
She then walked in front of me and had me proceed to lick her to a couple
more orgasms while the vibrator eventually drove me to a sissy orgasm.
Soon after that, Master Malcolm unwrapped the dildo harness from my waist
and pulled the dildo out of my sussy only to refill it with his now erect
cock.
While I continued to pleasure Mistress Helen with my tongue, she asked
Master Malcolm who he was taking out on Valentine's Day. He responded that
he thought he'd take Prissy-Sissy out that night. That I was the perfect
little sissy slut to take out clubbing on Valentine's Day. Mistress Helen
loved the idea and said that she and I would have to go shopping again to
get me something appropriate for my Valentine's Day Date Night. I could
only moan into her sopping wet pussy as she had pulled my head hard into
it while Master Malcolm began fucking me real hard prior to having his
orgasm and filling my sussy with his cum.
Mistress Helen eventually removed herself from my face just as Master
Malcolm withdrew his cock from my sussy. She then proceeded to unstrap me
from the table and unhook all of my restraints but then relock the butt
plug harness crotch strap back into me with the butt plug still attached.
Fortunately, if you could look at it that way, I was so stretched out by
then, that the butt plug went in without any pain. She had me stand up off
the table and then reached down and removed the chastity cover on my
chastity cage, remove the condom from the cage, and then pour the contents
of cum into my mouth just like Master Chuck had done. she said I was a
smart little cum dump to not want to waste any cum. She had seen Master
Chuck do this at the fetish shop when she had peeked into the back room to
see how we were getting along. She refitted the condom back on my chastity
cage and then the chastity cover as well.
Mistress Helen then told me that they were done with me that night. That I
should go down to my room and change into the Red PVC and Black Lace Baby
Doll and prepare for bed. She'd come down and tuck me in. I curtseyed and
said yes Mistress Helen and proceeded to my room feeling like one well
used and well fucked sissy slut. As I made my way to my room I knew I had
to escape this house, these people, and this life, otherwise, I'd be a
fuck toy forever. The last thing I wanted to do was go on a Valentine's
Day date with Master Malcolm.
Once in my room, I slide off the full black petticoat and hung it on the
clothes rack. It felt nice not being in bondage so that I had full
movement. I then unzipped my Red PVC Maids uniform and hung that up as
well. I removed all my wrist and ankle restraints and my horrible collar
with the demeaning phase tags, thankful that Mistress had unlocked them
all before I came down. I set them in the dresser with the other sets
hoping it would be a while before I had to wear them again. I was
desperately trying to untie the laces to my waist cincher corset but
couldn't quite reach and undo them. That's when I heard someone behind me,
assumed it was Mistress Helen and asked her if she could undo the laces to
my corset.
I was quite surprised and equally terrified when I turned to see that it
wasn't Mistress Helen but Master Malcolm. I took a step back, fear evident
in my face, but still remembering my order from Mistress Helen, I still
curtseyed and said, "hello Master Malcolm. How may I be of service to you
?" Still feeling so humiliated and embarrassed, I couldn't even look at
him in the eye. I kept my head down looking very submissive and
subservient. He said, "oh, Prissy-Sissy, you don't need to be afraid of
me. I won't hurt you if you do as I say." All I could think was yeah,
right, pal. Go fuck yourself and get away from me you asshole, but I just
kept my head down, feeling very vulnerable. He then ordered me to turn
around and said he'd untie my corset.
After he did that, I sat on my bed and unbuckled my platform sandals and
removed them and my black PVC stockings. I could still see him in the
corner of my eye standing at the foot of my bed, but I tried to ignore him
and put my sandals with my other shoes under the clothes rack and the
stockings in the dresser with the other pair. I was hoping Master Malcolm
would go away but he didn't and I was getting very concerned. I removed
the bra and slipped the baby doll over my head and onto my shoulders. I
was about to put the short robe on when Master Malcolm then said, "I can
unlock your butt plug harness and remove it if you let me." So I slipped
my panties off and turned around for him and he unlocked and slid the butt
plug harness off and removed the butt plug.
I was about to put my panties back on when he grabbed me and pulled me
into him. I was shaking with fear and kept my gaze looking down trying to
avoid looking at him. He lifted my head with his hand and forced me to
look him in the eyes. He was easily over a foot taller than me so I felt
very little, dainty, and very weak. He told me that he was sorry he
laughed at me before and that he really liked me like this. That I made a
much better sissy slut than I did a guy trying to pretend he was a man. He
then began kissing me passionately and I couldn't do anything but stand
there in his tight embrace and surrender to him. He then pushed me onto my
bed and began removing his pants while laying on top of me, his weight
holding me down as he kissed me.
Soon, I could feel his cock trying to enter my sussy, but I was lying flat
and he couldn't until he used his arms to force my legs up, and forced me
to bend my knees. I looked at him and was about to beg with him and say
no, but he slipped into me easily. I was still stretched open and leaking
cum and even still lubricated from my earlier fucking from Master Chuck so
he got no physical resistance as he plowed all the way into me. All I
could do was moan in humiliating pleasure, as it felt so good, but was
still so embarrassing to be fucked like a slut while dressed like one in a
fetish PVC baby doll. Even after all the fucking I got from my Masters and
Mistress Helen today, this felt even more humiliating because I was now on
my back and looking right at Master Malcolm but couldn't stop him. I felt
even more submissive to him being fucked this way.
Soon his pace quickened and he continued to kiss and ravish me as I laid
there moaning and wiggling in pleasure from his very passionate fucking of
me. I soon had my legs up and wrapped around his torso, gripping his body
as he fucked me like a man possessed. His cock hitting my prostate made my
entire body tingle in sheer pleasure and made me moan like a slut. Soon I
was cumming again, being milked as I was still locked in my chastity cage.
He soon started cumming himself, filling my sussy with his cum and I felt
very embarrassed for so easily submitting to him and enjoying it. I could
feel tears forming in my eye from this humiliation but I just laid there
and accepted his kisses.
He slipped out of me and stood up and pulled up his pants and zipped up.
Like Mistress Helen, he then removed my chastity cover, pulled the condom
off and brought it to my lips. I just opened my mouth like the obedient
cum dump I was and let him pour the contents into my mouth. He then
returned the condom over my cage and replace the cover over it. He smiled
at me and gave me another kiss and said he was really looking forward to
our Valentine's Day date and with that left my room.
I just laid on my bed trying to come to grips with my situation. I tried
to figure a way out of this predicament and escape this nightmare before
it became permanent. I figured I just needed some sleep to clear my head
and I'd come up with a way to get out of this horrible nightmare. As I
laid on my bed, staring off into the ceiling thinking about all of this, I
didn't notice Mistress Helen standing at the foot of the bed until she
said, "Someone's been quite the slut tonight." I immediately jumped up off
the bed and curtseyed and said, "Yes Mistress Helen. How may I be of
service to you ?" With the taste of cum in my mouth and cum leaking from
my sussy and sliding down my legs though, I felt so terribly dirty and
trashy, I just couldn't keep it together anymore and immediately broke
down and started crying.
Mistress Helen hugged me and said, "Oh Prissy, don't cry. This is who you
are. Just accept this and it'll be alright. You look so naturally feminine
and dainty this couldn't be an accident. This is really how you were meant
to be, you just need to realize this." The only thoughts in my head all
screamed are you fucking crazy bitch. I don't want any of this. Just leave
me the fuck alone you fucking psycho bitch. But I just replied "Yes
Mistress Helen. Thank you Mistress Helen. I'll be alright." Yeah, once I
get out of this place and far from you and Masters William and Malcolm you
fucking assholes.
She then said, "There's a bathroom through the door across the hall from
your room where you can remove your make up and get cleaned up, but leave
your wig on. Set the alarm clock on your vanity for 5:00 am so that you
can be dressed in your Black PVC and White Lace uniform, lingerie, and
restraints, made-up and looking wonderful by 7:00 am. I'll have a list up
stairs on the kitchen counter of what you need to do for breakfast for
Master William and myself. Now go get cleaned up and I'll see you in the
morning. Good night Prissy-Sissy." And with that she left.
I made my way into the bathroom and cleaned myself up as best as I could
and removed what remained of my makeup after all the face fuckings I
received and crying I had done. There was an unopened toothbrush and
toothpaste so I brushed my teeth to help get the taste of cum from my
mouth. There was also some mouthwash so I used that as well. I found some
ointments and creams to soothe my sore sussy opening and applied them and
a douching kit that I used to flush out and clean my sussy. There was a
wig brush so I let my wig out of the updo ponytail and let it out to fall
across my back and sides of my head and brushed it out a little.
After that I felt somewhat clean and normal, but my reflection in the
mirror still showed a slim, dainty very sexy slut in a Red PVC and Black
Lace baby doll nighty that any male would love to have their way with. I
realized what a mistake I had made keeping my body so slim and completely
hairless below my eyebrows. I even kept my eyebrows on the thin feminine
side barely able to appear masculine. All this just so that I could enjoy
crossdressing in the privacy of my apartment. I had no strength to protect
myself or to stand up for myself. Now I was trapped and being forced to
live just as the sexy tramp I appeared to be.
I then went back to my room, set my alarm clock, put my Red PVC panties
back on and slipped into bed. I laid awake for a long time, thinking about
how I could escape. With no male clothes or shoes of my own and only what
a whore or stripper might wear, I was afraid to try and run away dressed
in them. I could get into even more trouble dressed that way walking
around outside. I was locked in a chastity device and had no access to the
key to unlock it. I also didn't have any money, ID, credit cards or any of
that, and Mistress Helen was holding all of that somewhere. I needed to
get that back and try and get back to my apartment somehow without being
stopped while dressed as a slut. Eventually I fell asleep, but had
horrible nightmares about being dressed and used as a sissy slut, bondage
maid, and sissy whore and worst.
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