Why I Hate Valentine's Day - Part 4 free porn video

As usual, I got up and started to dress as a sissy slut bondage maid, putting on the Red PVC and Black Lace corset as tight as I could and the matching lingerie and then doing my makeup in dark reds and browns, false eyelashes with heavy mascara and eyeliner and just a little red blush. I attached the blonde wig and then did it up into a french twist updo with a couple of tresses hanging down the sides in front to frame my face. I then proceeded to complete getting dressed in the Red PVC and Black Lace Maids Uniform and matching bondage restraints and butt plug harness. I looked at myself in the mirror once more to check my appearance and couldn't help but read the collar medallions "Sissy", "Cosksucking Slut" and "Cum Dump" and I certainly looked the part, especially since now I had C-cup boobs filling the cups of my PVC bra and practically spilling out the top of the bodice. I went upstairs and made their breakfast and waited for them to enter the dining area. Once they were seated, I waited for Master William to empty his coffee cup before filling it up again. I then set the coffee carafe on the table and waited for Master to unzip his pants. Once I completed giving him his morning blow job, I ate whatever he left for me on his plate and then went to repair my make-up. Once I returned to the dining area, Mistress Helen locked me into my bondage restraints and chained them together and I began doing my chores. The whole day all I could think about was the impending Valentine's Day Date I had with Master Malcolm and how I was dreading it. I made Mistress Helen her light noon meal and then licked her to several orgasms as she ate. Afterwards though, she had me swallow a pill and then had me bend over and then gave me a shot in each butt cheek. I knew immediately what they were and wanted to scream. I didn't want to take hormones. Mistress Helen said that this will help with my feminine appearance and make my hair especially thick and lustrous so I wouldn't need to wear wigs once my hair grew out. Of course I just did my usual curtsey, said "yes Mistress Helen. Thank you Mistress Helen." She also had one more surprise for me. She said that it's time to remove my chastity cage. I was so elated about having it removed I didn't think that this could end up actually being worst for me. We returned to my room where she removed my panties since I was still in bondage. She then unlocked and removed my butt plug harness and butt plug. Oh it felt so good to not have that thing in me. She had me lie on the bed while she then opened another of the boxes that were in the corner of my room. Soon she was removing things and laying them down next to the bed. I couldn't see what they were but didn't think it mattered. How wrong I was. She then made sure my maids uniform skirt and petticoat were out of the way and then began unlocking my chastity cage. Once she had it completely removed I could start to feel almost like a guy again until she sprayed my sissy clit with some sort of spray which was very cold. It felt like any blood that was in my shrivelled cock left and it shrank even smaller. She then began sliding some sort of latex sleeve over my sissy stick and it began to shrink and get very tight around my sissy stick. Next, she pushed my sissy marbles into my body and had them held in place with another strip of latex. To complete this change, she then stuck another larger piece of latex appliance over everything and that's when I knew what I now had. She had me lay there for a few minutes while the glue dried but then had me stand and look in the floor mirror. I now had a vagina, or more accurately, a fauxgina. She said everything works, I can pee just like before while sitting down and I can even get fucked. It'll provide stimulation to my sissy clit. To demonstrate, she took a pink dildo and slipped it into my fauxgina and I got the most intense tingling sensation that I almost fell to my knees. She thought it was pretty great. I wanted to scream and cuss her out, but as usual, I just curtseyed and thanked her. To add to my bondage apparel though she produced a new chastity belt, a female one that had placeholders for a butt plug and dildo. I could only look on in dismay as she fitted the large butt plug and dildo into the chastity belt's crotch strap, then worked the dildo into my fauxgina and butt plug into my ass pussy and then locked the pink chastity belt around my waist. She then hit her remote and the vibrators in both dropped me to my knees, the sensations were that intense. She had me stand up again and then slid my panties back on and told me I still had chores to do before dinner so I better get going and left me there. I returned to my list of chores but all too soon my vibrators were buzzing and I reported to Mistress Helen in the kitchen to begin setting the table for dinner. She had me set it for three as Master Malcolm was going to be joining them for dinner. I knew what that meant but didn't say anything. Soon, I could hear both Masters William and Malcolm coming through the front door and obediently greeted them outside the living room with a curtsey and how may I be of service to them. Master William just looked at me and said he'd have a scotch and walked into the living room to sit down. Master Malcolm on the other hand just stared at me. I was getting very nervous as he approached me. He stood right in front of me, looked down and said "oh, you look awesome as a blonde." He picked me up in a tight hug and immediately started French kissing me, his tongue filling my mouth. I was still in bondage so I could only submit to him. Soon he was putting me back down but I was so out of breath I almost couldn't stand and he had to hold me up. He then asked if I was alright and when I said I was fine, just a little light headed, he chuckled and said he'd also have a scotch and went to sit down in the living room too. Once I recovered, I got them their scotches and asked if they needed anything else. They said they were fine for now and I went to help Mistress Helen with the meal. I began moving all the entrees to the dining room table and then went to my Masters and curtseyed and said that dinner was ready. After serving them I took up my usual spot on my knees under the table as ordered by Mistress Helen, but with Master Malcolms cock going into my mouth and down my throat. He didn't fuck my face though. He let me do all the work and wanted my slow sensual blow job that Master William told him all about. I kept at it for a several minutes before he slipped his hand behind my head and immediately began feeding me my evening meal. Once I sucked him dry, I then crawled out from under the table to take up my usual spot in the corner of the dining room but Master Malcolm called me to his side and hugged me and told me that was the best blow job he ever had and gave me another intense French kiss. Master William said "see, didn't I tell you, she's the best cocksucker I've ever had." Once he released me, I as usual curtseyed and thanked both my Masters and then took up my usual spot in the corner awaiting further orders. They eventually finished their meal and I cleared the table as ordered by Mistress Helen. After that, I reported to her in the Living Room and she began releasing me from all my bondage, even unlocking the new chastity belt I was in. She said I should go get ready for my date. I curtseyed and said, "Yes Mistress Helen." I got back to my room and was soon standing in front of my mirror in just the Red Satin Lingerie ensemble that got me into this whole mess. And now as I looked at myself, I had very realistic C-cup boobs filling the cups of my bra, a wider set of hips thanks to the prosthesis that the waist cincher made look very sexy and feminine and a very flat profile in my panties thanks to my new fauxgina. I also filled out my panties in my butt with the butt prosthesis as well. My slim legs encased in black silk stockings, made even more feminine by the high- heeled satin sandals, completed my very feminine appearance. Never did I think that buying such an ensemble this time for Valentine's Day would end me up looking like this, and for a date with a guy as well. Soon I was fixing my make-up, slipping into my Red Lace and Satin dress, and looking at myself once more. I was terrified by how I looked. Everything about me just screamed I'm a little fuck toy bimbo for your Valentine's Day pleasure. Please use me as the slutty bimbo I appear to be. God how I hated Valentine's Day now. If I ever got out of this position as a sissy slut bondage maid, I'd never buy anything using Valentine's Day as an excuse again. I then made my way upstairs to the Living Room to my Masters and Mistress and the fate that awaited me, my Valentine's Day date with Master Malcolm. As I approached them in the Living Room, the clatter of my sandals gave me away and they were soon standing and staring at me. Master Malcolm let out a wolf whistle and Mistress Helen had a big smile on her face. She said, "You look absolutely lovely my dear. Doesn't she Master William." Master William replied, "She looks unfucking believable. But very fuckable." That got a laugh from Master Malcolm. I just smiled a very nervous smile and thanked them with a slight curtsy. The short tight skirt made moving difficult. Mistress Helen had me pose for pictures, first by myself in various portrait poses and then with Master Malcolm. I felt even more dainty and feminine dressed as I was standing next to him. His physique and masculinity made me feel so vulnerable and submissive. Soon we were heading out the door. Master Malcolm had his arm around my waist leading me to his car. Master William yelled out to bring her back in on piece before 7:00 am, that he needed his breakfast blow job. We were then in his car and off to somewhere that he said would be a great surprise. We arrived about a half hour later at a fetish night club called The Dungeon. I was terrified by the name, and even more terrified by why he'd bring me here. Soon we were in the club and the things I saw only confirmed my worst fears about a place with a name like The Dungeon. It was a total BDSM party, at least for the Doms and Dommes. For the Sissies, Slaves, and Submissives, it was sheer pain and terror. Every imaginable sort of torture implement was being used. There were fucking machines working over numerous sissies, slaves and submissives, while implements of pain were used at the same time. They appeared to be screaming in pain, but gags made sure they hardly made any sounds. I clung to Master Malcolm tightly as we walked about the club, terrified that I'd end up locked into such devices. He eventually found the table he was looking for and I immediately recognized Master Chuck from the fetish shop. "Malcolm, good to see you," Master Chuck said. He then looked at me and said, "Prissy-Sissy, is that you?" I replied, "Hello Master Chuck. How are you?" He responded that he was fine but that I looked great. Mistress Helen had been into his shop to buy the other uniforms and said what my new name was and that I was looking better than ever and she was right. I thanked him and then Master Malcolm had me slide into the both on the opposite side of the table from Master Chuck and he sat next to me. The table looked mirrored until you sat down and then is was translucent. It was then that I saw that Master Chuck wasn't alone. There were two girls or gurls on their knees under the table sucking on Master Chuck's cock and licking his balls. They looked very feminine like me and were dressed in very skimpy Black PVC French Maids outfits. Master Chuck noticed that I saw the two and remarked, "those are my two sissies, Fifi and Gigi. They are excellent cocksuckers, although they're probably not as good as you from what I hear." Master Malcolm put his arm around my shoulder and hugged me close and said, "Prissy is the best cocksucker I've ever had." I just put my arms around his waist, hugged him and smiled. They then started talking about some business things and I just sat there looking like the airheaded bimbo I appeared to be. I started drinking some champagne that Master Chuck had ordered but tried to drink it real slow. I was starving from my more or less cum only diet and knew I'd be in trouble if I drank too much. Every now and then I'd look down under the table and see Fifi and Gigi and they'd look at me and smile and blow me kisses. I'd just smile back and wondered if I'd end up where there were before the night was over. After about 10 minutes or so though, Master Malcolm rose and pulled me out of the booth and said it was time to leave. I said goodbye to Master Chuck and he said goodbye and he hoped to see me in his shop again real soon. I just smiled and said we'd see. I of course was thinking not in a million years if I had anything to do with it, asshole. Master Malcolm led me through the club as I minced as best I could in the tight dress and high-heeled sandals. Soon we were in his car and back on the road. As we were driving Master Malcolm told me he took me there because he needed to discuss business with Chuck, but he also wanted me to see what could happen if I tried to escape Master William. If I got caught that's what would happen to me. As punishment, Master William would see to it that I'd get sold to a Dom or Domme that would probably have me locked into those torture devices every night and make my life a living hell. Master William can be a very cruel person to those that try to cross him or mess with him. I thanked Master Malcolm for telling me this, that I'd never try to escape or do such a thing. Of course that was a lie, but now I was so thoroughly depressed about the risks of escaping, I wasn't sure what to do anymore. I just leaned against Master Malcolm's side and he put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close. I wrapped my arms around him and tried to look like the affectionate date I was supposed to be and hoped the rest of the evening was uneventful. As I sat next to him, I began to think that maybe Master Malcolm might be the one to help me escape. I needed to get away from Master William and Mistress Helen first and foremost, and I didn't have a lot of options. My only hope might be to influence Master Malcolm to take me away from his brother William and his crazy sister-in-law Helen. I'd be taking a very big risk doing something like that but I didn't see that I had a whole lot of options. Mistress Helen was forcing me to take female hormones and who knows what else. We soon pulled into his house and he got out and opened my door and had his arm wrapped around me as he escorted me into his house. As soon as he opened the door he turned and scooped me up into his arms and gave me a very passionate kiss. He said he'd been wanting to do that the whole night. He carried me into the living room, set me down and turned me around so he could unzip my dress. It was soon sliding down my body and as I stepped out of it, I was now standing in only my hated Valentine's Day lingerie ensemble. He then scooped me up again and I assumed he was carrying me into his bedroom. Was I wrong. Instead, he carried me into what looked like some mad scientist's laboratory. There were workbenches and all sorts of equipment, but then I saw a device that I knew I'd be getting locked into. It was a padded bondage bench with padded leather restraints and a padded steel posture collar. He set me down and I looked at him imploringly but he said not to worry, that I'd enjoy it. I was extremely skeptical but what could I do. Soon I was locked into it on all fours with my neck held by the posture collar restraint so I was looking straight ahead and a waist belt holding me down making any sort of movement almost impossible. He then rolled some tall machine right in front of me that had a realistic looking penis jutting from it. It was a fucking machine like I'd never seen before with a video screen near the top. He locked the machine to the bench and then ordered me to open my mouth and take the fake cock into my mouth. I whimpered as I parted my lips and he slid it in. He rolled several more machines behind me and locked them to the bench and then he slid my panties down to my bent knees and soon I had another fucking machine with a dual penis attachment filling my fauxgina and ass pussy. Then there was something smooth resting against each of my my butt cheeks. I was very terrified about what could possibly be about to happen but what could I do. This was his idea of a Valentine's Day date? He then stood next to me and said that this was a new bondage set up he was hoping to sell to Master Chuck and The Dungeon. He needed someone to help test it and he thought of me. Oh joy I thought, I felt so honored. He said the spanking machines were on the lowest setting so it should hurt too much. What? Spanking machines! No! I began to beg him not to do this but the fake cock in my mouth just made it sound like muffled moans. He started the fucking machine in front of me and the screen came to life with a very scary looking face on the video screen saying "time to suck my cock, bitch." The screen then said "I said suck my cock, bitch" and the two spanking machines brought their paddles down on my butt cheeks and gave me a stinging whack. It certainly wasn't as hard as the spankings I've had from Master William and Master Chuck, but it wasn't completely painless either. I began sucking the cock in my mouth harder and soon it was sliding back and forth across my lips and filling my mouth. The machine then said, "That's a good bitch, but suck harder," and I got another whack on my butt cheeks. I then sucked as hard as I could. It then said, "Yeah, that's a good cocksucking slut, yeah that's a good little cum dump whore, keep going just like that." Master Malcolm then started the machine behind me and soon I could hear the voice from the fucking machine order me to grip his cock with my ass pussy muscles like the slut I am, and I got another whack as I was now getting fucked in my fauxgina and ass pussy. Soon I was sucking the fake cock as hard as I could while tightly gripping the cock in my ass pussy while the cock in my fauxgina was driving me to near insanity with pleasure. I had trouble sucking the cock continuously as the sensations of being fucked in my fauxgina caused me to lose concentration. The fucking machine fucking my face would scream, "I said suck harder, bitch" and I'd get another whack from the spanking machines. I had the same trouble trying to keep a tight grip on the cock in my ass pussy as well and the machine behind me would say "grip my cock tighter you slut" and I'd get another whack on both my ass cheeks from the two spanking machines. I wasn't sure how long I could last with the machines fucking me while trying to suck a cock as hard as I could and grip another cock with my ass pussy muscles as hard as I could but I desperately wanted this thing off and didn't want any more whacks either. So I sucked as hard as I could and clenched my ass pussy muscles around the cock fucking me as hard as I could and held them like that hoping it would soon be over. Soon the cock fucking my face was going all the way down into my throat while the cock in my ass was hitting my prostate and I was almost delirious with need for an orgasm. Then the pace that they were fucking me quickened. I was soon having a sissy orgasm as all the cock fucking my face began shooting cum, or what tasted like cum into my mouth and down my throat. The fucking machine fucking me in my ass pussy and fauxgina was also shooting something into those orifices as well. The screens said that I was an excellent cocksucking slut, cum dump, fuck toy and whore and then shutdown. Master Malcolm then began removing the machines from the bench and then unlocking me as well. I was so exhausted I could barely stand so Master Malcolm helped me up off the bench. My panties slid off my legs down to the floor but I just let them. Master Malcolm wrapped a very pretty Red Satin floor length robe around me and then scooped me up into his arms and said that I did great and gave me a nice big kiss. I asked who's cum was forced into my mouth and down my throat and he said it was supposed to be a very realistic tasting substitute that was non-perishable. The same stuff was also shot into my fauxgina and ass pussy. It also acted as a lubricant too. I mentioned that it certainly tasted real enough. He said that was the idea. It's supposed to be effective in breaking a submissive. I began to wonder if this is the man I wanted to help me escape my sissy slut bondage maid's life. Hello rock, hard place, I'm Prissy-Sissy in the middle. He then carried me into his bedroom and I thought he was going to set me on the bed, but he walked past it and set me down in a chair next to a small table in a darkened corner of his bedroom. He then lit a couple of candles on the table and they illuminated a vase with a dozen long stemmed Red Roses. He then placed a heart shaped box of chocolate truffles from FemDiva Chocolates in front of me, kissed me on the cheek and said, "Happy Valentine's Day, Prissy-Sissy." He then walked over to a small refrigerator and got out a thin shaped wine bottle and two chilled glasses. As I sat there looking at the roses and the chocolates, I then noticed the vase the roses were in and marvelled at it's beauty. It was a vase made of crystal of a red so deep it looked like blood. Around the center was a row of hearts etched into the crystal and outlined in gold filigree. Master saw me staring at it and said he had a guy he knows make it for him. He thought it turned out better than he imagined it would. I could only smile at him I was so amazed by it. He then sat down and asked if I ever had ice wine. I said no, and he said, it's very expensive but tastes delicious, especially with dark chocolate truffles. He said to open the box of chocolates and enjoy. I slid the lid off the box while he opened the bottle of ice wine and poured me a glass. I was soon in chocolate heaven, the dark chocolate tasting so good, and going right to my brain. The ice wine was very sweet but with the truffles, tasted so good. After only a few chocolate truffles, I was feeling quite refreshed and the ice wine made me feel almost euphoric. Master Malcolm said that he was sorry about the bondage bench, but that he really appreciated me helping him test it. He also said that he would've loved to take me out to dinner and a movie rather than here, but he promised to make it up to me real soon. I decided right then and there that I'd risk it all and surrender too him and hope he'd take me away from Master William and Mistress Helen. I would just need to figure out later how to get away from him before I lost myself to the Prissy-Sissy persona. I rose and walked over to him and sat in his lap. I kissed him on the cheek and said that it was okay, that I'm just a submissive little sissy slut for him to do as he pleased. He looked at me and said "oh Prissy- Sissy, you're so much more than that" and began giving me an intense French kiss. Soon his tongue was filling my mouth and I eagerly sucked on it. He then stood with me in his arms and carried me to the bed and set me on it as he began to undress. I just laid on the bed wondering if this was what I really wanted, but all too soon Master Malcolm joined me on the bed and was soon on top of me. He entered my fauxgina and I just moaned like a slut, the stimulation to my trapped sissy clit felt so incredible. Mentally, I wondered if I should try to stop him, but I couldn't, the desire and the feelings were so incredible. So I just laid there and willingly accepted his fucking of me. He then began passionate kissing me as much as he was fucking me in my fauxgina, and I just moaned some more. I wanted to say "No" but all I could do was say, "Yes, please, don't stop." it felt so good. I soon had my legs up wrapped around his torso like the slut I was and encouraged him to fuck me harder but he withdrew from my fauxgina. I actually uttered a "No, please, don't stop" before I realized what a needy little slut I sounded like. But I shouldn't have worried for he immediately plowed back into my ass pussy all the way, and I was soon in the throes of a sissy orgasm. Soon, he was really fucking me hard again, like the other night in my bedroom, and all I could do was encourage him with a "yes, please, fuck me harder. Oh yes, please." He exploded into my ass pussy as I was having another sissy orgasm and he collapsed on top of me. He eventually slid off of me and kissed me on the cheek and said that was wonderful. That I'm incredible. I was still feeling extremely horny, and quite energetic, so I decided to take it further and started kissing him on the cheek and then started kissing his chest. I slid on top of him, and as I kissed his chest, I slowly started sliding down between his legs. As I slid between his legs, I kept kissing his torso, sticking my tongue into his belly button, and kissing his body until I had my face in his crotch and his cock in my mouth. As I looked at him with adoring eyes, I kept sucking his cock, wanting it to get hard again. As it started to harden in my mouth, I kept my head bobbing up and down on it, sucking as hard as I could while I removed my arms from the red robe. Then I knelt upright straddling his legs and let the red robe slide off behind me and felt his erect cock at my fauxgina entrance and lowered myself onto it and let out a very satisfied moan. I then began raising and lowering myself as his cock slid in and out of my fauxgina. I reached behind me, unhooked my bra and tossed it over my shoulder, loving the sensation of my realistic C-cup boobs bouncing up and down as I fucked myself on Master Malcolm's cock. Just when it looked like Master Malcolm was about to orgasm, I slid entirely off his cock, positioned it at the entrance to my ass pussy and impaled myself onto it, loudly moaning out a very girlish, "Oh!" As his cock hit my prostate, I began convulsing from the most intense sissy orgasm I ever had. Master Malcolm, at the same time, gripped my waist with both his hands and forced my body down even further onto his cock as he thrust up while having another powerful orgrasm and filled me with his cum. After that, I just fell forward and collapsed onto his chest, I was so exhausted. Master Malcolm was breathing heavily and had his eyes closed with a smile on his face looking very contented. I just started kissing the side of his face and thanked him, and slid off of him but left my arm across his chest as I nestled my head against his side and fell asleep. As I slept, the recurring nightmare I kept having didn't return, but instead in it's place I had an even stranger dream. This time, I was the perfect little sissy stepford wife, the epitome of domestic submissiveness and subservience. My pale blonde hair up in a beehive bun, with a baby pink bow in front, my bangs coming to my thin high arched eyebrows. I was made-up in soft pink and light grey shades of eyeshadow, false eyelashes and heavy black mascara and eyeliner, and soft pink blush and lipstick. Baby pink button earrings adorned my ears and a baby pink bubblegum ball necklace wrapped around my thin feminine neck. My fingernails were painted baby pink and adorned with Red jeweled hearts and letters, which read (heart) COCK, and (heart) (heart) CUM. I was dressed in a baby pink satin bullet bra that barely contained my enormous breasts, I also had on a matching waist cincher garter belt holding up light tan stockings, and pulled over my garter belt, a very sheer pair of baby pink full styled panties. You would've been able to clearly see my fauxgina, ass crack and butt cheeks if it wasn't for the very full white and baby pink polka-dotted apron I had on that tied into a large bow behind me, and that's all I wore, except for a pair of baby pink patent high heeled pumps. I was the perfect vision of a sexy seductive little sissy suzie homemaker. I was busily preparing dinner for my husband before he returned home from work. Once he did arrive, I'd immediately fix him a martini and as he drank it and read the evening paper, I'd remove his shoes, and socks, massage his feet a little and ask him if he needed anything else. He'd just ask when dinner would be ready, and I'd say in just a minute. I'd head to the kitchen to complete the meal preparation and then when it was ready, walk up to him on the side of the chair, and whisper in his ear that dinner was ready and kiss him on the cheek like some seductive little vixen. He'd pull me into his lap and start french kissing me and I'd just melt into his arms. He'd stand up with me still in his arms he was so strong and manly, and carry me into the dining room still kissing me intensely, his tongue filling my mouth and me eagerly sucking on it. He'd sit in the chair at the head of the dining room table and I'd be lying across his lap still locked in the kiss. Soon, I'd feel his erect cock against my scantily clad butt and knew I needed to get him his evening meal. I break the kiss and slide off his lap and bring him his plate already full of all the courses and a beer. He'd give me a kiss and say I was the best sissy wife a man could ever have. I'd drop to my knees and crawl under the table and take up my position for my evening meal on my knees in between his legs. I'd unzip his pants and soon have his cock in my mouth as I would proceed to give him the best blow job I could. As I sucked my husband's cock, my mantra played in my head, "This is my life, for I am his wife. Every day's sunny, when his cock's in my mouth, and his cum's in my tummy."