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I waited for what seemed like hours and was probably minutes when I heard Masters voice. "Silly me I forgot to open it, better hurry sissy I don't think Jenny would be too pleased if the neighbors saw you dressed that way," he smirked. The car lights flashed and the boot unlocked. I grabbed the cases and hurried inside. As I was passing Master he handed me a package. "A present from Jenny....put it on when you change... and put my case somewhere safe but don't open it," he commanded. I took the package curious as to what it contained and the bags upstairs. Almost forgetting to curtsey before I left. When I returned Master was watching the pre-match commentary. "Would you like anything Master?" I asked. "No Davina, go and clean up in the kitchen." "Yes Master," with a curtsey I got to work. I did the washing up and the tidied the kitchen, then I returned to the living room. As I entered Master looked up. "Get me another beer," he commanded. "Yes Master," I said with a curtsey. I collected his empty glass and bowl and returned to the kitchen; here I poured another beer and another bowl of crisps. As I gave Master his drink he said. "You have forty-five minutes to get upstairs tidy and get yourself looking sexy. I want some half time entertainment," He smirked. Blushing I curtsied and scurried upstairs. Firstly I sorted the spare bedroom, tidying away the clutter and making the bed. I put on the red silk sheets and duvet cover with matching pillow cases. I also placed a second sheet in the room because I knew I would be changing it before I...we slept. As I was about to go for a shower I remembered the package. I looked at it, it was addressed to Jenny. I opened the package to reveal a box containing a CB6000, a chastity device! Stunned I took the box and headed for the shower. I had a device that I had played with on my own so I knew how to put it on. One thing I did notice however was that there was no sign of the key. So who had the key, Jenny, Master.....had in been destroyed. If I put the restraint on would it be forever? In a daze I went to the bathroom and stripped off my pink maid's uniform and rubber clothing. I knew I should clean and talc the rubber but I was pressed for time. I jumped into the shower and washed myself with Jenny's scented shower gel. As I was washing my tiny cock it quivered, I so much wanted to play with myself but I knew I had neither the time nor the courage to do so. I knew what would cure the urge. I set the shower to cold and dowsed my tiny cock and balls. It had the effect of reducing it to a miniscule size. Quickly I toweled myself dry and fitted the CB6000, as the padlock snapped into place I wondered again about the key. My musing was interrupted when I noticed I had used fifteen of my forty-five minutes. I headed for the bedroom collecting Jenny's hair dryer on the way. I had put Masters case away but the pink one was on the bed. I opened it..... A gasp escaped my lips.....sissy heaven. On the top layer were several sets of panties in red, pink and black. Some full, some g-string but all had delicate frills. Conscious of time I placed them aside. Underneath were three Basques, black, red and pink. They looked expensive and as I lifted the pink one out I noticed the frills of fine lace, the boning, and the silk lacing. My breath quickened and my tiny cock hardened in its confines. I set them aside reluctantly. Under them were several packets of stockings and three pairs of shoes in the same colours. These I lifted out and admired. Each shoe had a slight variation, but the pink caught my eye. They were ankle boots with a padlock strap. The heels were about nine inch; I would almost be on my tiptoes. The black had a slightly lower heel in fact the lowest at about five inch. They looked severe like work shoes. The red had a heel in between the two and were definitely sluttish. All three were shiny patent leather. I drooled at the thought of wearing them all. I looked at my watch another ten minutes gone!! But I was stopped in my tracks at the next item. It was a very real looking set of breast forms. I took them out and hefted them. They were big and heavy. They had straps much like a bra, but the straps were clear. When the breasts were on the straps would be almost invisible. I couldn't resist, I placed them against my chest and fastened the catch which was situated between the two breasts. Tightening the straps caused the breasts to form to my chest! I hurried to the mirror to see what they looked like. As I moved I noticed I had to stick out my bum to counter balance the weight. They looked real!! Fifteen minutes to dress and be down stairs. Entertainment I thought, sluttish was my decision. I chose the red shoes, black fishnet stockings, red full satin panties with plenty of lace and the red Basque. I took the Basque and placed it against my middle. It had laces at the back but silver clasps at the front. I had to breathe in but I managed to slip the clasps together all the way up the Basque. I placed the large breasts into the cups of the Basque and the effect was stunning. They were squashed and lifted presenting two round suckable spheres. The stockings I rolled up my legs and attached them to straps on the Basque. I so much wanted to savour the dressing but time prevented this. The panties fitted snugly caressing my imprisoned cock. And finally I slipped into the shoes and wobbled to the dressing table. My hair though long and curly was just about dry so the hair dryer made quick work of it. Five minutes for makeup. Cock sucker red lipstick, plenty of rouge and dark eye shadow. Checking myself in the mirror I headed downstairs. My timing could not have been more perfect; on the TV the whistle was being blown for half time. At the click of my heels master turned and looked at me. His eyes widened and his mouth fell open, giving me a pleasant glow. "Impeccable timing Davina now come and stand in front of me." I minced yes minced, the effects of the high heels and new breasts had me walking in a way I have never done before. My hips swayed and as I said my bottom stuck out for balance. I stepped in front of my Master, eyes to the ground. "Wow I like what I see Davina." He took the TV remote and switch to a music station. A slow R&B track was playing. "Dance for me Davina," he rasped. I looked up shocked. I had never danced sexy before and I had two left feet! But the look of lust on his face told me I would try. Slowly I moved my hips in time with the music. Then I started to take little steps side to side in time with the rhythm and the hip sway. I moved slowly towards him and then span around on the spot. With my back to him I reached down and grabbed my ankle, it had the effect of showing him my sexy bottom encased in the red satin panties. This elicited a gasp from him. I slowly caressed up my leg until both my hand were on my cheeks where I began to stroke the satin, looking over my shoulder at him coyly. His mouth was open in amazement. Slowly ever so slowly I moved back until the back of my legs touched his, then again I turned. Bending at the waist I grabbed my new tits and squeezed them together licking my lips salaciously. A lope side smile creased his lips. The track ended but was replaced with one of the same tempo. I moved inside his legs and then turned. Slowly I seated my pantied bottom on his tenting boxers and he groaned in my ear. I ground my sissy bottom against him. "Shit Davina......" he hissed. There was so much lust in that sentence. So impishly I stood up, turned and knelt between his legs. Now this blow job was slow and salacious, I wanted to please Master, I was his sissy bitch. When he came he bellowed his lust and I drank and savoured every drop. There was no doubting voice now just Davina, Masters sissy sex toy. I cleaned him up and stood.....the football was starting again so I moved aside and with swaying hips headed upstairs. "I'll be waiting," I murmured. The TV went dead and he stood and followed. Now who has the power? I smiled inside. He followed me upstairs his gaze never leaving my bottom. As I headed for the bedroom he went to bathroom to relieve himself. "Get your boy pussy wet for me," he stated. I quickly headed for the bedroom and lowering my panties squeezed a generous amount of anal lube I had found in the pink case into my "Boy Pussy." I pulled up my panties, kicked off my shoes and stretched out on the bed belly down facing away from the door. When Master came in from the bathroom I heard the intake of breath. I heard him slip off his boxers' then felt his weight on the bed. "Turn over Davina, I want to look into your eyes as I take your cherry." I shivered humiliation/excitement BOTH!. He reached to my waist and pulled at my panties. I lifted my bum to allow him to take them off. He smiled when he saw the CB6000. "So no climax for you sissy." "No Master," I sighed. I wanted to ask him if he had the key but knew not to. He leaned in closer and raised my legs looking down at my boy pussy. "My we look wet and ready Davina." "Yes Master......please fuck me." I meant it! He placed the tip of his cock against my ring and gently pushed. There was a slight pain and then the bulbous head was inside. He looked at me. "All of it.....Please," I begged. He slowly slid the full length of his cock inside, I gasped with pleasure. It was so hot and so big. Slowly he pulled out and as he did I felt empty. "Fuck your sissy bitch Master," I exclaimed. To which he pushed back inside. Soon he had a steady rhythm and I was loving it. His tempo was getting faster when all of a sudden he pulled out. "I want to turn you into my bitch Sissy," he stated lust in every word, he was close. "Get on all fours on the bed," he commanded. As I was doing this he stepped off the bed and then pulled me to the edge. He grabbed his cock and rammed it back inside me!. My head shot up eyes wide and I yelped, which caused him to pause. His probing cock had raked my prostrate and it felt FANTASTIC. "Found your sweet spot have we sissy," he gloated. He then began thrusting again, noting where I was getting the most pleasure. Then to my surprise he began to bring me on. I was going to climax, the feeling was coming!. "I...I...I..think I'm cumming," I stammered. His tempo increased his breathing like a train in unison with mine. "Master....Aggh...aggh...aghh," I spurted cum from my imprisoned tiny cock, screaming my release. At the same time as Master bellowed his. I couldn't believe it I had cum.....with the restrainer on, and it was mind blowing! Master crashed onto the bed beside my exhausted body and we both dozed for a while. Without thought I moved between Masters legs and cleaned him of out love making. I then moved him into the bed moving him from side to side as I replaced the sheet under him. I then placed the duvet over him. I picked the see through negligee out of my case and headed for the bathroom. Looking in the mirror my makeup and sex smeared face looked back at me. But looking into my usually melancholy eyes I saw contentment. Cleaned and ready for bed I slipped in beside Master and was comforted when his arm moved around my body. "Good night Davina...set your alarm for five, I want breakfast at six." "Yes Master...good night. As soon as I had set the alarm I was asleep. What would today bring I wondered?. The alarm woke me at five, and it seemed as though I had just set it. I crept out of bed trying not to disturb Master. Quietly I gathered my clothing for the day because I had decided that I would call in to work and take a day off, I had some holiday due. I selected the severe black shoes that Master had provided and a pair of black satin frilly knickers from my case. Black tights with a pattern down the back seams. I paused over the black Basque but knew I would be working so collected one of my own black frilly bras the final items were my black maids dress and apron. In the main bedroom I removed my negligee; I suddenly noticed that I still had the breast forms bra on. It seemed they had become a part of me; in fact I had stopped noticing them, and that I had adjusted to them in the way I now walked. After a quick shower were I reveled in the feeling of soaping my own large tits....a strange but very enjoyable experience. I headed to my own room and started to dress. So I thought I may as well start with the bra, here I discovered a problem. I had bought bras that would fit my chest not allowing for a large breast. The new breast forms almost doubled my chest size. This meant I had to return to the case and get the black Basque, if I was honest I wanted to put it on any way. I squeezed myself and my tits into the Basque and then finished dressing. The new tits made my maids dress look even more sensational I noticed as I posed in front of a full length mirror. Pulling myself away from my reflection I applied Light makeup and then went downstairs to prepare breakfast. At Six I returned to the spare room and Master with a tray laden with a full English breakfast...food to keep a man going through his working day I mused. Master was awake when I entered the bedroom. He pulled the duvet aside and sat up, legs over the side of the bed. "Put the tray down at the bottom of the bed then come and kneel here," He pointed between his legs. I shivered, but quickly did as he said. "Well do you need to be told?" he asked. "No Master." I moved closer and took his flaccid cock in my mouth, marveling at the fact that it was bigger than mine even soft. There was a slight pause then a sigh from Master. A slow trickle of urine entered my mouth which I quickly swallowed. It was bitter but not unpleasant and very hot. I quickly warmed to the task, how different from my misgivings of yesterday. I was truly a sissy slave. Luckily Master controlled the flow so that he emptied his bladder into my subservient waiting mouth without spilling a drop. When he had finished I licked the last few drops off and sat back. "Tempting as it might be to have you suck my cock I haven't got the time, and besides it's time for you to pay for the mistakes you have made during my service." I am not sure if I was disappointed by the fact I would not got to suck his cock or that I had failed him in my service. He though, seemed to have gotten the measure of me. "Punishment for yesterdays mistakes will be that you don't get a taste of my cum. You will however get a taste of my cane." My eyes opened wide, breathe caught in my throat. Another fantasy about to be fulfilled I wondered. Then Master dashed my daydream. "But not yet sissy.....later." I sighed and then hoped Master had not noticed.....but of course he had. The widening of his grin told me everything. "Off you go, brush your teeth, tidy up the kitchen and then make me a packed lunch." With that he pulled his legs back into the bed and pulled up the duvet. I stood, handed him the tray and then after curtseying left to complete my chores. Master entered the kitchen dressed and ready to go just as I was finishing in the kitchen. "I have to go to work now sissy....Jenny said you should take the day off and clean the house. It needs to be spotless. Also you are to prepare a meal for three, yes that's right I'm coming for dinner tonight. She has sent you a text with a shopping list." He kissed me on the cheek, felt my other cheeks and left with a big grin on his face. "Dinner for three?" I thought. Would I be dinning with Master and my wife? That did not seem right, and then I remembered. Jenny had said that she did not need to hide her lover any more. I was going to meet her lover! Two men to ridicule my sissy state, I could not wait. I checked my mobile and Jenny had indeed sent me a shopping list. Steaks, onion rings, potatoes for chips, fresh peas, tomatoes and mushrooms. Reluctantly I went up stairs to change into my male clothes so that I could go shopping. Just as a treat though I left on the satin panties, who would ever know? On the way out I called into work and arranged two days off, I had a feeling I may need a day to recover from tonight ordeal. Already my stomach was full of butterflies. Shopping done I ran upstairs to change back into my maid's uniform. Jenny said she would be home at five and dinner had to be served at six so I had a little bit of time to get the house clean. I started with our bedroom, clean bedding on the bed and a good tidy, same for the spare bedroom. The bathroom was cleaned to parade spotlessness. This took me up to lunch so I stopped for a break and some food. I had not eaten since yesterday and my stomach was rumbling, I also realised the Basque was a little looser. I decided on a light lunch and wondered how I could tighten the laces. My answer came in quite an unexpected way....a knock at the door. I peered through the curtains to see Master Marcus waiting at the door. Quickly I ran to the door to open it. Master strode straight inside. I curtsied then quickly got to my knees head bowed. "How are you getting on with your preparation sissy?" he asked. "I have completed upstairs Master and have the downstairs and the meal to prepare. "So we have a little time...go upstairs and open my case. On the top you will find a cane and a paddle.....bring them to me......no wait get me a drink first," he commanded. "Would Master like an alcoholic drink?" "Not yet sissy a cup of tea." I hurried off to the kitchen. Not knowing how Master liked his tea I prepared a pot of tea with milk and sugar on the tray separate, with these I returned to Master. I placed them on the table beside him then hurried to collect the cane and paddle. When I opened the case the scent of leather filled my nostrils. I knew I had to be quick so I could not take the look I wanted, but I saw floggers, harnesses, ropes, gags and many other bondage toys. My mouth watered and my tiny cock hardened. Grabbing the two items I hurried downstairs. "Kneel sissy." "Now sissy it's time for punishment for all the mistakes you have made in my service. I will state them and you will count them." "Yes Master." "Not letting me in straight away when I first came last night." "One Master." "Not getting to your knees until ordered." "Two Master." "Daydreaming when your Master was talking to you. "Three Master."..my, he had a good memory! "Not answering a question immediately." "Four Master." "Not thanking Master for his wonderful cum." "Five Master." "Being an air head and forgetting that Master had already told sissy she should address me as Master," he smirked. "Six Master," I blushed and the shiver of humiliation at being referred to as she still thrilled! "Sissy did not ask what I wanted to eat...she presumed." "Seven Master." "Not kneeling at my feet at the table until ordered." "Eight Master." "Questioning a command." "Nine Master. "Attempting to obey one of my commands the easy way...and failing," he laughed. My thoughts returned to standing helplessly next to Masters car!. "Ten Master." "Coming without asking." "Eleven Master." Oh the memory of that climax....BLISS. "And one for good luck." "Twelve Master." "Now take off the uniform and bend over touching your toes," he ordered. As I removed the maid's uniform he noticed my Basque. "Mmm it seems a strict diet is working...come here." He stood turned me round. "Take a beep breath sissy." When I had drawn in a breathe he began to tighten the Basque laces from the bottom up. This had the effect of reducing my waist by another two inches. Pleased with the resulting figure he bid me. "Bend over sissy." I bent to touch my toes in trepidation. The Basque was now causing discomfort due to it's tightness but other things drove this from my thoughts. I had only been lightly spanked by my wife this was a strong man! Would I be able to stand it I wondered. "First the paddle sissy." He moved behind me and I felt the paddle lightly hitting my bottom. He did it fast all over my bottom. First one cheek and then the other, light quick taps. I mused to myself that this was not going to be too bad, but the cumulative effects of the paddle began to tell. My bottom was starting to tingle...no burn. Added to that, the fact that, although Master had slowed down the swats were getting harder! Just At the point that I thought I was going to scream he stopped. "Just a little warming up sissy...the main punishment is coming," he gloated. He went and poured himself a cup of tea savouring the taste. Although I was relieved that he had stopped paddling me the pain did not stop. In fact it increased. Tears misted my eyes, I sniffed wimpishly which elicited to laugh from Master. "Ready sissy?" he asked. "Yes Master."..please no more I though. But I knew I had twelve strokes of the cane. "You will count each stroke and thank me Davina."... SWISH........CRACK...the first stroke which I was not ready for landed. I yelped in pain as the burning line scoured my bottom. I only just managed to regain my senses to say. "One Master.....thank you...snivel." SWISH........CRACK.... "Two Master.....thank you.".. SWISH........CRACK.... "Three Master.....thank you." I got to eight fidgeting and staying in place counting and thanking, but on the ninth stroke he overlaid a previous stoke. I stood up yelping tears streaming down my face. "In place sissy...one...two...three..." he commanded. I managed through force of will to get myself back into place. "Three more strokes will be added," in intoned. How I stayed in place for all FIFTEEN strokes I do not know but I knew my bottom would be black and blue. Master threw the cane on the couch and sat down. "Phew you are hard work sissy; let this be a lesson....better service." "Ohhh yes Master," I simpered. "You makeup is a mess go and fix it. Then run me a bath." I curtsied and went upstairs. My makeup was a mess but that was nothing compared to my bottom, it glowed and stung at the same time. My little cock however was hard and throbbing. I marveled at the stripes in the mirror for too long, when I heard Master moving around downstairs. Quickly I tidied my makeup and ran to start running the bath. I had Just managing it before Master appeared. "When it's ready come to the bedroom he ordered." Bath full and scented with Radox muscle relax I moved to the bedroom. Master was laying naked face down on the bed. My mouth watered and I nervously licked my lips. "Worship me sissy," he ordered. So starting at his feet I kissed up first one, then the other leg planting a kiss on his bottom each time. Then I began in earnest to worship his bottom placing kisses all over, working my way to his scented bottom crack. I so much wanted to lick but was not sure if I was allowed. Master however had other ideas. "Shit you get me horny sissy.....maybe I should rename you slut," he smiled as he turned over onto his back. I was presented with his hard cock. He cocked one eyebrow and I knew immediately what to do. I gave Master a long slow blow job. I was starting to enjoy giving him pleasure in fact it seemed that this is what I was put on earth to do. Provide pleasure for others, my favorite act with my wife was to lick her pussy. I would lick it for hours bringing her to climax after climax. When I had finished Master patted my head. "You have work to do sissy." I looked at my watch......two o'clock...I had three hours to get the downstairs sorted and prepare dinner. I bolted for the door. The rest of the afternoon was spent running around chasing my tail. Not helped by the fact that Master Marcus needed a towel, needed a drink, and could not find the TV remote. I am pretty sure he was tying to throw a spanner in the works and get me into trouble with Jenny. I managed to complete everything just before Jenny arrive. I even had time to go upstairs and make myself look presentable. Master Marcus smiled when I returned to the living room and peered through the curtains. "Everything ready," he smirked. "Yes Master," I smiled at him. Inside I was a nervous wreck. Jenny had left a husband, now she was returning to a sissified slut. What would her reactions be I wondered? What would her lover think of me? All these thoughts were running around my head. "Get me another drink," ordered Master. Glad of the distraction I returned to the Kitchen. As I was serving Master I heard the car pull up onto the drive, music playing full blast, that was definitely Jenny! This is it I thought. I moved to the door smoothing my apron checking my uniform. I took a deep breath. "Don't worry sissy you look fine," said Master soothed. Strangely this seemed to calm my nerves. I listened for Jenny's footsteps, just as she reached the door I opened it. Jenny brushed past me handing me her case as she passed behind her followed a man. He was slightly taller than me, athletically with long black curly hair. He gave me a cursory look as he moved past. Once in the living room Jenny turned to me. "Well, well, well what do we have here? Quite the sissy it would seem," She sneered. "This, Luke is my husband," she said, making the introductions to her lover. "Hello Sir," I said curtsying. "It would seem you have him well trained," said Jenny turning to Master Marcus. "She is a natural submissive," he answered which caused Jenny to laugh. "She....I see," she stated with a knowing smile. "Well it's been a long journey and I'm thirsty and hungry," said Jenny. "If you don't mind," offered Master Marcus. Jenny nodded her head. "Davina..." A laugh from Jenny. "Davina, bring us drinks and then start dinner." "Yes Master," I answered obediently. I took the drinks order and then headed for the Kitchen. When I returned with the drinks I was pretty much ignored by Master and Jenny. Luke however stared at me. I was not sure if he knew how to take me. He was I think slightly disgusted at what a pathetic sissy I was, which sent a thrill of humiliation through me, but he was also turned on by what he saw. There was a hint of lust in his gaze at my hour glass figure, caused by the Basque which pinched my waist and presented my tits like two ripe melons. I took their order on steak preferences then returned to the relative safety of the Kitchen. When dinner was ready I called them to the table. I served the food, and refreshed drinks. It was then I realised I had a slight dilemma. Who should I kneel beside? My wife or my new Master, since it seemed that Jenny had allowed Master to command me I knelt by his feet. The only reaction I got was a raised eyebrow and a slight smile from Jenny. Throughout the meal I was mostly ignored until close to end when Luke offered me his left over steak. "No Davina is on a diet, we are trying to give her a shapelier figure," Stated Master. My stomach rumbled in contradiction to this. I cleared the table and served coffee. While they were finishing I did the washing up and cleaned the Kitchen. When I returned to the dinning room the men were talking football. Jenny stood up and grabbed my hand. "Come on..." she said looking at the men. "The boys are talking football, lets us girls go upstairs and get ready for them." With that she pulled me up the stairs behind her. At the top of the stairs she bid me. "Go get out of your uniform and come to our bedroom. Luke is like a bull in a china shop as far as sex goes....I need your skilful tongue," she smiled. With a happy heart I rushed to the spare bedroom, YES! I was going to get to lick my wife's pussy, I love licking her pussy. I quickly got out of my dress and shoes and hurried back to our bedroom. As I entered I was greeted by my wife's fantastic body naked on our bed. Let me describe her, she is what they call a BBW a term I much prefer over fat! To me she has curves in all the right places, not a skinny clothes horse. She looks young for her age and has long curly, deep red hair. She smiled as I entered and slowly began to caress her pussy. I needed no invitation, I moved between her legs sampling her womanly odor. As I breathed in her scent I noticed a slight difference, there was something else there. The scent of a man, had she had sex with Luke today I wondered. I then realised that I would be tasting my wife's lover as I licked her pussy. My tiny cock throbbed in its prison; I sucked in a shuddering breath. Above me Jenny laughed, she knew I had realised what I would be doing. Nothing mattered but pleasing my wife I thought. So I set to work bringing her joy. To start I licked quickly at her clit. This had the result of bringing her along quickly, as Jenny's breath got quicker, her moans got louder I stopped licking, she groaned but this is what she loved. I changed my attention to her pussy. First one then two fingers slipped into her wet pussy. With my palm upwards I curled my fingers backwards; this has the effect of rubbing her G spot. Her breathing quickened. Using my fingers I start to bring her to climax. Slowly at first occasionally licking her clit. She gets closer so my fingers quicken. When she is murmuring that she wants to cum I use my fingers to bring her to climax. Fingers quickly raking her G spot the juices literally spurt from her pussy and she screams her climax she bucks under my ministrations. Through the first climax I start again, slowly fingers only. If I use my tongue on her clit now I know she will burst! I bring her to three more climaxes. Luckily Jenny had the foresight to put a towel under her bum, so it is the towel that is soaking and not the bed when we get to this point. She is limp with climaxes but she bids me to REALLY make her cum. My tongue laps at her clit. She moans her delight, I stop, she growls for release. I love teasing her at this point, when she is on the edge ready to burst. "PLEASE!!!" she screams. My tongue hits her clit hard and I lick fast. She bucks on my tongue, juices stream from her pussy, her thighs clamp against my face and she screams the house down. I ease myself from the grip of her thighs and gaze down at her spent form. My cock is so hard it throbs. I do however have a thought. "Top that lover boy!" I think could Luke do that?. In a daze Jenny opens her eyes. "You're a mess, go get a shower...then get yourself ready for your Master." I return to the spare bedroom satisfied. I had not climaxed myself but it feels so good to provide such pleasure. I grabbed a quick shower and then headed back to the spare bedroom to change. As I passed our bedroom Jenny was sat up in bed reading, her face serene. "Come back here when you are changed, and I will do your makeup," she said. I opened the case provided by Master Marcus and selected my attire. The pink ankle boots, a pair of white fishnet stockings, a pair a bright pink frilly knickers. As I examined these I noticed they had a heart shaped hole at the back for easy access. I blushed and shiver with anticipation. Lastly I selected the pink Basque. Once I was dressed I got unsteadily to my feet. The high heels were a nightmare to walk in. I resorted to even shorter mincing steps. Again I returned to our bedroom and again I was surprised by what I saw. Jenny was is in a black silk Basque which squeezed her ample body seductively. To this she had attached black fishnet stockings. We made quite a contradictory pair. Her strong and domineering in black, me meek and mild in pink. "Come here let me tighten that Basque," she admonished. "Men like a very small waist....looks like you will be on short rations for a while." She went round the back and began to tighten. She was not happy until I had drawn in breath three times and my waist was a good three inch smaller!. "Sit down let me do your makeup." We sat in silence as she did my foundation and mascara. I was wondering what to say. Well what do you say when your wife is making you up for some man to fuck you? It was a strange, exciting feeling. Jenny broke the silence. "You know Davina....," I blushed at her using my sissy name. "I think this arrangement is going to work out well. You know me; I like my sex quick and hot. All I need is a fuck buddy and that is what Luke is. You like the role play, the submission and for that you have Master Marcus. But don't worry, no one can replace the skills you have pleasuring my pussy. I will always want that." My heart leapt with joy, I loved this wonderful woman. I was so moved that tears misted my eyes. "Don't start crying Davina or you will mess up may makeup job," she laughed. She grabbed a tissue and dabbed my eyes. "Thank you Miss...." I stopped myself. "You know Davina you can call me Mistress when you are dressed as a sissy." I loved this woman more than life itself!!. I leant forward and fiercely hugged her, a hug which she returned just as hard. When we separated she looked down at my tits. "Now these are going to take some getting used to," she laughed. She finished my makeup and I looked at the sissy slut she had created. It has to be said that my attempts at makeup were pathetic. I now really looked like a girl! The difference was stunning. "Don't worry, I will teach you how to make yourself more presentable," she said catching me gazing at myself in the mirror. She finished her makeup which was almost as slutty as mine then planted a bright red kiss on my cheek. "Go tell the boys we're ready," she said. I looked in the mirror at my bright red tattoo and grinned. "Yes Mistress," Just saying this had my heart beating and my cock throbbing. I had wanted this for so many years. I minced downstairs to find the boys on the couch. Presenting myself before them I said. "Master.....Sir, The girls are ready for you." With that I curtsied and turned to go. "WOAH," exclaimed Luke. "Come here Davina," ordered. I went and stood in front of Master Marcus. "Turn round," he ordered. I felt him pull my knickers down to better show Luke my cane stripes, which were now turning slightly blue. "You did that," exclaimed Luke incredulously. "Yep....and she enjoyed it. Didn't you sissy?" "Yes Master," I replied. Master began stroking my bottom and I shivered at his touch. It was so humiliating to be played with in front of my wife's lover, but I felt happy. Masters fingers strayed to the crack of my bum and I let out a contented sigh. His finger caressed my pussy. Yes my pussy.....not my "Man Pussy," there was nothing manly about me.....I was his sissy girl. Yes I knew I would go back to being a man when I had to go to work but for now I was lost to this feeling. I also remembered that Mistress was waiting so I stepped reluctantly away from the caress. Impishly I turned blew a kiss and then hurried upstairs with Master Marcus's laughter behind me. When I entered the bedroom Mistress Jenny was on the bed on all fours. Head down on her hands her bottom displayed suggestively. It presented such a lustful sight that my cock throbbed painfully. "Join me Davina," she ordered. I joined her and as I laid my head down pushing my bottom up I noticed her gaze. Looking up I stared at my own reflection. We were facing the full length dress mirror. Mistress would be able to see my reflection as I was taken by Master Marcus and I would see hers as she was taken by her lover Luke. Mistress Jenny smiled and winked at me. Just then we heard the men coming upstairs. There was a gasp then a commotion as they quickly undressed. I felt a hand caressing my bottom and looked up to see Luke standing behind me and Master Marcus behind Mistress Jenny. They must have seen the look on both our faces because they started laughing and then swapped places. "Don't get any ideas about using my bottom," barked Mistress Jenny to Luke. "Besides we have Davina for that.....of course we may need persuading with sparkly presents." My mouth dropped open and I looked at Mistress Jenny in surprise. Had she just pimped my pussy out to her lover for anal sex?. "Come on sissy, you know you will do anything for your Mistress," she smirked. "Yes Mistress," I agreed wholeheartedly. "And enjoy it," she laughed.....to which I though true. It seemed though that the men were getting impatient. I heard Mistress Jenny groan with pleasure and then I felt Master Marcus entering me. It felt so good. As his cock raked over my prostrate I realised this position was going to make me come. I quickly shot a glance at Mistress Jenny. She was staring at me with a knowing smile. Had she and Master Marcus talked, were they in collusion? It seemed that way hence the doggy position, my new favorite position. Who cares I thought, this feels so good, I went with the flow. Master Marcus it seemed was also on the edge. Here he was fucking my whipped black and blue bottom, in front of my wife. He pounded me hard and I screamed my pleasure and together we built to climax. Mistress Jenny was also getting off on seeing my pleasure, she too was shouting her joy. It must have been a mad scene as we all climaxed Luke included within seconds of each other. We all then fell in a heap on the bed. Mistress Jenny turned to me and kissed me. "Wow you can cum with the restrainer on....you are! a sissy," she smiled. "I must get you a restrained with spikes on the inside," she joked. I thrilled at this, pleasure and pain....mmmmm. "Take Master Marcus next door and pleasure him Davina," Mistress ordered. As I was leaving she called to me. "I love you ......and I want breakfast in bed tomorrow." "I love you too Mistress......have a good time." I followed Master Marcus to the spare bedroom, my life complete, as is this story.