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So my relationship with my wife....now my Mistress had changed
completely. As she said she still loved me but she did not see me as a
man any more, more like her girlfriend.....and maid. So I now slept in
the spare bedroom which was how Mistress Shelly wanted it because she was
spending more and more time at our house. She took great delight in
fucking Mistress Jenny in front of me and both of them had taken to going
out until the early hours of the morning to Mistress Shelly's favorite
club. I was ordered to stay up until they came home just in case they
needed anything. To be honest I think Mistress Shelly did this just to
make me jealous and sexually frustrate me since Mistress Jenny usually
looked quite disheveled when she got in. Speaking of sexual frustration I
had not been out of the chastity device in three months. The last time I
had been allowed to cum was when I had been proven a sissy by Mistress
Shelly. So I was completely frustrated and would have done anything to
have been allowed to cum. However my life was about to take a new and
more bizarre turn thanks to Mistress Shelly. One evening whilst I was
massaging her feet and she and Mistress Jenny were enjoying a glass of
wine, Mistress Shelly looked at me and spoke.
"Mmmmm I think I would like my sissy slave to have big fat tits that I
could whip and torture," she mused.
"Now that that would be funny," giggled Mistress Jenny.
"Okay then I think it's about time we put her on hormones. She will have
cow sized tits in no time, all be it her tiny cock will all but
disappear," she snickered.
I turned bright red at her humiliating statement but was also strangely
excited about a pair of tits, even if she planned to torture them.
"Wait we can't give her tits....how is she going to work?" stated
Mistress Jenny.
"I suppose you're right," admitted Mistress Shelly.
I could see the wicked glint in her eye and knew she would find some way
to further humiliate me by making me even less of a man, if that could
happen. I did not have long to wait before she had come up with a
possible solution. It started in a most surprising way. I returned home
one evening to find a new and to me very sexy maids uniform, and along
side it a very large pair of silicone breast forms!.
"Mistress Shelly has bought you those for when you serve us tonight, but
wear your older uniform whilst you serve dinner," stated Mistress Jenny
simply.
I served dinner to Mistress Shelly and Jenny as usual and then after
washing the dishes was ordered upstairs to change into my new dress.
Eagerly I stripped, my mouth watering at the prospect of wearing this new
delight. At the back of my mind I wondered what devious plan Mistress
Shelly had in store for me. Perhaps she wanted to show Mistress Jenny
just how much I now loved to wear a maids uniform now. I must admit it
sent a thrill up my spine every time I donned the uniform and checked in
the mirror that all was perfect. Really I was just taking the time to
admire my now soft feminine shape and demeanor. As I was applying makeup
I heard the two Mistresses come upstairs and go into Mistress Shelly's
bedroom, then giggling and laughing, my cock throbbed as I wondered what
humiliation was in store for me at their hands. Casting these thoughts
aside I slipped into my white corset and pulled the laces tight so as to
restrict my breathing. Thanks to my diet I could now get into a large
sized corset and pull in my waist by about four inches, giving me a
shapely hour glass figure. I slipped the breast forms into the cups of
the corset and marveled at how the corset seemed to offer them up like a
ripe pair of melons. The weight of them meant that I had to stick out my
bum to counter balance them giving me quite the feminine stance.
So this was Mistress Shelly's plan, she was going to show Mistress Jenny
how much more I looked like a woman than a man! Although at this moment
in time dressed as I was she was completely correct, my cock throbbed
painfully at this revelation. White gossamer stocking whispered up my
legs causing my dick to ache painfully. White frilly panties covered my
tiny imprisoned dick. All my lingerie was white because the maids uniform
was candy pink and white. I carefully stepped into it realising that I
was holding my breath as I did. I slipped on six inch candy pink stiletto
shoes and minced to the full length mirror. Finally I had a chance to get
a good look at it. The hem was short only half covering my bottom and
clearly displaying my sissy frill covered panties to everyone. The hem
was held horizontal by a froth of froufrou. The waist of the dress very
narrow, gradually tapering out to meet my now rather large breasts. The
sleeves were short and puffed ending in a froth of white frills as did
all the edges of the uniform. I allowed the shoulders to slip down level
with my breasts giving me quite the sultry maid look. I blushed realising
exactly what I was doing.
"ARE YOU READY YET BITCH!" came Mistress Shelly's demand causing me to
jump.
I hurriedly donned an apron and hat and with one last lingering look
headed to Mistress Shelly's bedroom. I stopped in my tracks as I exited
my room. Both Mistresses were dressed ready to go out, so it looked like
I would not be serving them in the bedroom, then why the new uniform? I
mused.
"Let's go sissy...we're going out," stated Mistress Shelly.
"Out....Outside!" I exclaimed in shock.
I was deeply shocked, because I had never been out in public enfemme
before. And to be out in such an extremely sissy uniform I was mortified.
My cock however throbbed at this new form of humiliation. It seems
Mistress Shelly was taking me to knew depths, little did I know how low.
Neither Mistress noticed my agitated state as they headed down stairs to
the car.
"Yes outside sissy, we are going to the club......and don't forget your
purse!" quipped Mistress Shelly over her shoulder.
I grabbed my pink purse and followed the swishing bottoms of my
Mistresses. Outside I looked around nervously but the street was quiet.
Both Mistresses had jumped into the front of Mistress Shelly's big four
by four. I assumed I was going in the back so I tried the door to find it
locked. Mistress Shelly started the engine and then revved it loudly, she
then sounded the horn. I looked around nervously to see if anyone had
been attracted by the noise. I could not see anyone, but perhaps a few
curtains twitched. Having no other choice I had to beg to be allowed in
the back seat, Mistress Shelly finally relenting after a male dog walker
had passed, looked me up and down and then walked on shaking his head
muttering something about a faggot! The journey to the club was no less
embarrassing, Mistress Shelly switched the lights on in the back so
whenever we stopped I could easily be seen from other cars, there was a
few honking horns and I had to blow a kiss to a lorry driver, believe it
or not I was glad to get to the club. It turned out to be a local gay
night club, renown for its lewd drag shows. Inside the Mistresses headed
for a booth and I followed nervously.
"Get the drinks sissy..." ordered Mistress Shelly.
"A Vodka and coke and a Vodka and orange......I hope you have some
money."
Even more nervous I headed for the bar, it was quite busy and the only
space was between two muscle men. I slipped between them and tried to get
the attention of the barman. As I was waiting I felt a hand touch my leg
at the top of the thigh. I turned to look at the man to my right.
"Hey sweet thing...." he winked.
"Not seen you in here before...guess by the uniform you're owned."
Whilst he was talking his hand slipped up to my bottom, and then slipped
under the panties to caress my soft cheeks.
"Y...Yes sir.....I belong to Mistress Shelly and Mistress Jenny," I
answered meekly.
"Two Mistresses......lucky gurl," he laughed still caressing my bottom.
I blushed but also sighed at the caress, my cock also throbbed painfully
making me wonder if I was in fact a faggot. I realised it was more the
fact that I had been starved of sensual contact for so long that even
from a man it felt wonderful.
"I think she likes it," whispered a voice in my left ear and a second
hand joined the first, this time from the left and far more demanding. It
slipped under the panties and the fingers delved into the crease finding
my hot puckered hole. Without consent one finger slipped inside and I
gasped with pleasure. There was a chuckle from my left and I turned to
stare straight into the eyes of my assailant, he winked and licked his
lips.
"What can I get you?" asked the barman.
So with that one digit causing me to gasp and squirm I placed my order,
the barman taking my credit card so I could run a tab. He placed the
drinks on a tray and I made to leave. The questing finger slipped from my
sissy pussy and to my surprise I missed it. I watched him wave it under
his nose and take in the scent and my cock throbbed fit to burst. He then
offered the finger to me. Impishly I took the finger in my mouth and
sucked it lasciviously whilst keeping eye contact. This time it was his
turn to gasp, which gave me a warm glow for some reason. I winked at him
and then turned, tray in hand I minced back to the Mistresses.
"Why the hell had I done that?" I mused to myself.
Still it felt good to be in control. I was sure they were both after my
sissy pussy, and I of course could say yes or no........I could couldn't
I?
"Seems you've made some new friends," quipped Mistress Jenny looking at
me in disgust.
"Like I said....fag," was all Mistress Shelly said taking her drink.
The rest of the night was spent kneeling beside the booth until I was
ordered to get another round of drinks. Bizarrely whenever I went to the
bar I made a beeline for the two muscle men and each time was touched up
and played with which was both frustrating and pleasurable. I made sure
to flirt with them each time much to the Mistresses disgust.
Late into the night a man came to the booth, obviously someone Mistress
Shelly knew and wanted to speak to.
"Ah, Phillip I have been looking for you all night, come and sit down I
have a proposition," I saw a cruel grin as she looked sideways at me,
this was going to be trouble!.
He sat down beside the two Mistresses and following Mistress Shelly's
gaze gave me an appraising inspection.
"See my new sissy maid....."
"Who hasn't......people have been talking about her all night," he
interrupted laughing.
"Well you see I have a bit of a dilemma, you see I want her to have big
cow size tits that I can play with...."
"You mean torture.........so do it," he laughed.
"Guess you know me too well........any way I can't because she is the
main bread winner of the house. She can hardly go to the office with over
sized Mellon's!......which is where you come in."
"Go on."
"Well if she had a sugar daddy she wouldn't have to work..."
My mouth popped open at this statement. Basically she was pimping me out!
I looked at my wife...Mistress for support but she just looked at me and
winked. To my horror even my cock betrayed me and throbbed painfully!.
"Mmmmmmm...." he mused.
"She does look rather pretty....is she a virgin?"
"To real cocks yes....she has taken my rubber dildo a few times."
I watched as I was described much like a prized cow and realised that
this was it! Mistress Shelly was going to seal my fate and status with
Mistress Jenny. I knew that if I sucked or fucked a real cock there would
be nothing of the man I was left in me! But what could I do, I know a
real man would get up and leave. However I loved my wife and wanted to
please her, to be with her. I also realised that deep down I wanted this,
to be taken by a dominant man! Hell it was one of my wet dream fantasies.
So I remained where I was with my cock throbbing and leaking, I wonder if
he will make me cum with the chastity device on, would Mistress allow me
out of it?
"So how much does she earn?"
"About forty K a year."
"Phhht....pocket change," he laughed.
Mistress knew he was interested so she said.
"I have a private room booked, why don't you try before you buy," she
grinned a wicked grin.
"Sounds like a good idea to me."
They headed for the back of the club and I followed having retrieved both
Mistresses and my soon to be new Masters drinks. The room turned out to
be a small booth with couch and low table being the only furniture. I put
the drinks on the table topping them up from the bottle. As I was doing
this both Mistresses stripped down to their underwear. Mistress Shelly
retrieve her strap on from her handbag and began to strap it on. Obedient
I knelt before her ready to wet the rubber cock. I was now quite capable
of taking the whole length down my throat so there would be no gagging.
However much like Pavlov's dogs at the sight of the strap on my mouth
began to water so I knew I would be able to wet it enough for her to fuck
Mistress Jenny.
"Watch this," she said to Master Phillip.
She then proceeded to slip the whole strap on down my throat. Out of the
corner of my eye I could see his eager stare and the fact my
wife...Mistress was playing with herself at the sight of me debasing
myself! She then allowed me to wet the rubber cock some more before
sitting on the couch.
"Here slave," she ordered.
Slave Jenny.......yes as soon as she was referred to as
Slave.....Mistress Jenny became Slave Jenny! hurried to mount the rubber
cock sticking lewdly up from Mistress Shelly's crotch.
"Turn round....."she commanded making slave Jenny mount the cock facing
Master Phillip and myself.
"I want you to witness exactly what you husband is......" she sneered.
"Certainly not a man."
I looked at slave Jenny and could see she would not argue this point. In
fact I think she agreed. The look on her face was one of lust, from the
fucking or the fact I was about to suck my first real cock I was not
sure.
"Undress Master Phillip," ordered Mistress Shelly.
Taking a deep breath and with nervous hands I started to unbutton his
shirt. He looked on, a slight smirk on his lips. The shirt removed I
folded it neatly and marveled at his firm physique.
"You can touch.......worship," he grinned.
With shaking hands I touched the warm flesh of his chest. I could feel
the hard muscle below the skin.
"Wait until you see what he has in his pants!" Laughed Mistress Shelly.
The reverie broken I knelt and removed his shoes and socks. At the same
time he unbuckled his trousers and dropped them, they pooled around his
feet. I removed them and folded them over the chair. I was delaying the
inevitable but I was not sure if it was to tease myself or deep down I
did not want to do this.......who was I kidding! I reached for the
waistband of his boxers at the same time noticing the large bulge in
them. I pulled them down and allowed his cock to spring free. It was rock
hard and about twelve inches long, cut so there was no foreskin. It
bounced menacingly in front of my face and I must admit my mouth started
to water. Without pause I nuzzled my face into his crotch and inhaled the
heady aroma...all man! My tongue snaked out and I began to lick, this
elicited a groan from him and a gasp from slave Jenny.
"I can't believed what a fag she is.....look at her licking his balls
like a bitch on heat!."
I turned bright red with shame and my cock throbbed fit to burst at her
humiliating words. I also realised that I would never be the same in her
eyes. I was now completely a sissy fag...a girl...not an ounce of man
left in me. With this thought I kissed my way up his cock and then took
the whole thing in one gulp. I looked up into his eyes as I did and
watched with some amusement the look of shock swiftly followed by lust.
He grabbed the sides of my head and began to pump furiously. I guess the
whole situation had been a complete turn on because it was not long
before he was pumping manly spunk into me.
"On her face...on her face," commanded Mistress Shelly.
At this he pulled out sending the last two ropes of spunk onto my sissy
face much to my humiliation.
"Get on the floor on all fours bitch!" growled Mistress Shelly.
Slave Jenny quickly obeyed.
"And you bitch!" seeing the frenzy of lust in her eyes I also obeyed.
So Mistress now had both her slave bitches on all fours facing each
other. I looked into Slave Jenny's face expecting to see disgust or anger
but was surprised to see sympathy. As she caught sight of the spunk
drying stickily on my face however it changed to one of...not
disgust....more disdain. I watched as Mistress Shelly knelt behind her
and then her eyes rolled as Mistress Shelly's rubber cock was buried in
her pussy. She let out a sigh of pure pleasure, which changed in key as
Mistress Shelly began to fuck her.
"Want to try her sissy pussy," she inquired of Master Phillip.
She threw the tube of lubricant to him and soon I heard the telltale
sound of a well greased cock. Then two slippery fingers found my sissy
pussy and slipped inside. I squealed my pleasure closing my eyes.
"Now that I have the first load out of the way this is going to be a long
slow fuck," mused Master.
"Take your time bitch here is enjoying herself," quipped Mistress Shelly.
As she said this Slave Jenny screamed her first climax bucking and
writhing on Mistress Shelly's rubber cock.
"Bet you never made your wife squeal like a pig? Did you sissy?...." she
sneered.
"Nor had the stamina to fuck her to several orgasms" she boasted.
I felt Masters cock against my sissy pussy and clenched, nervous at the
size of it. I was sure there was no way he was going to fuck me without
tearing me apart. The pain began to build and a realised I had to relax.
As I did the head of his cock popped painfully inside. It felt huge but
he seemed to realise my pain not moving just allowing me to get used to
the new intruder. Then gradually inch by inch he eased the whole length
inside. As his manly balls touched my sissy nuts I realised I had been
holding my breath and let it out, I also noticed Slave Jenny was watching
me.
"You're a real gurl now," she murmured.
I blushed bright red but a ripple of pleasure ran down my spine and the
pain subsided a little. Satisfied that I had adjusted to his cock Master
began to slowly fuck me. As we were being fucked by our superiors
Mistress Shelly spoke.
"Bitch! See that spunk drying on your pathetic husbands face.....lick it
off."
I looked into my wife....Mistresses eyes and saw the look of lust, I
realised then that she was completely under the control of Mistress
Shelly. Leaning forward she lapped up the sticky spunk. I felt her hot
tongue and my cock throbbed painfully. Completing the job with relish she
winked at me.
"Now that is the taste of manly spunk....what do you think slave?"
"Yes Mistress it tasted......potent.......and virile."
I blushed bright red knowing exactly what they were thinking......all
the things I was not! With this new humiliation sinking in I watched
Slave Jenny have orgasm after orgasm and realise that I was also building
towards one too. I gasped with pleasure at this revelation which caught
Mistress Shelly's attention.
"I think the sissy fag is about to blow her wad......so manly," she
snickered.
This humiliating remark only served to fan the flames and soon I was
bucking shamefully back against his cock. I could see Slave Jenny was
watching eagerly , I wondered what she was thinking. I knew this would
mean the last of any pretense of being a man was gone. If I could shoot
my sissy juices when being fucked by a real man then I was definitely a
sissy fag. This of course sent me over the edge and I shot months of pent
up sissy juice onto the floor, screaming my climax to the roof. It was
such an exquisite pleasure as rope after sticky rope splashed to the
floor. Finally the stream ended and I felt like my sissy nuts had been
squeezed dry. As I was coming down Master Phillip bellowing his release
and filled me with manly spunk, rope after rope of it! As he pulled out
Mistress Shelly tossed him a plug.
"To keep all that manly spunk in" she snickered.
I was then made to clean masters cock as I was doing this slave Jenny was
ordered to clean up my sissy juices!.
"Well bitch you have tasted the spunk of a real man and the sissy juices
from your......husband? Which do you prefer?" snickered Mistress Shelly.
"Oh definitely Master Phillips manly spunk."
Again I blushed at being ridiculed and again my cock throbbed painfully!.
Mistress Shelly and Master Phillip retired to the couch picking up their
drinks as they went. Slave Jenny produced a packet of cigarettes and lit
one for Mistress Shelly. She then knelt beside her with her hand out palm
upwards to catch Mistresses cigarette ash. I sat to the side of master
Phillip with a bottle on a tray ready to top up their drinks when
ordered.
"So what do you think," mused Mistress Shelly.
"Okay......as long as I can have her whenever I want.......and I can give
her big cock sucker lips along with the huge tits," he announced.
"That sounds fine as long as my bitch gets a pair of huge tits as well!"
countered Mistress Shelly.
"Deal."
"Deal."
They clinked their drinking glassed together and our fates were sealed.
I looked across at slave Jenny and watched a small smile grace her lips.
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