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Mistress Emma's Revenge 2 by Brenda I was stuck in bed for the night and could hear the soft sensual moans from my Mistresses room through the wall. The earbuds did little to block out the external sounds as there was just some "white" noise coming through them. Thinking of what they were doing immediately made me hard in my chastity and I quickly felt the pain this new device caused. I reached into the diaper and tried to pull out of the tube as I had done in the past only to realize that with the PA hook in place there was no way it would be removed without the key. I was almost in tears from the pain and just wished my locked clitty would quickly soften. I drank some water and tried to focus my mind elsewhere to get my clitty to soften. It finally did enough to keep from hurting and I decided that sleeping would be the best thing to do. I swear I was asleep less than an hour and some weird dream caused me to awaken in pain from another trapped erection. I tried to will it soft and it just wouldn't get there. I felt pressure in my bladder and thought that if I could pee maybe it would soften. It took so long as the pain in my clit continued but I finally was able to pee in the diaper and go soft, but I then realized that my pee made my raw and sore clitty sting fiercely I soon was back asleep. This seemed to be a continuing pattern throughout the night. I would wake in pain and slowly fall back asleep. The noise droning through the earbuds seemed to help me back to sleep but all too soon Mistress Emma was waking me up to make breakfast. She had unlocked my leg and was gently nudging me awake. "Rise and shine sissy, time to make breakfast. How did you sleep Brenda? I hope it was restful." "Good morning Mistress," I replied rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "It was so hard to sleep, I kept getting hard and it hurt so much in this cage. Can you please take it off now?" "No Brenda, remember you begged me to keep it on you for 2 months so no its not coming off. And if you start complaining too much we will make it 3 months. As far as those painful erections I wouldn't worry about them. I am sure they will stop bothering you as soon as your clitty adjusts to its new home." "What do you mean by adjusts Mistress?" "Well sissy at some point instead of hurting it will just stop trying to get hard at all. Won't that be better?" "But what about when the 2 months is up? I will want it hard then." "Oh poor sissy. After 2 months it might be afraid to get hard anymore. It might be so conditioned to feel pain when it erects that it just won't want to do that. Then it will be a pretty soft sissy clit all the time for you. Won't that be wonderful?" "Oh no Mistress, how ever will I be able to fuck if it won't get hard anymore?" "Get in the shower and clean up and make breakfast now and stop worrying your little sissy brain about things you can't control Brenda. Now hop to it!" she said with a firm swat to my still diapered ass. "Yes Mistress." I showered and cleaned up the bathroom before starting on cooking a nice breakfast of French toast, eggs, bacon, OJ and coffee. I served Mistress Emma and Mistress Mary before enjoying some myself and finally cleaning the kitchen. Mistress Mary stopped in the kitchen and informed me we were going shopping and to dress in the clothes she laid out for me in my room. I wondered what kind of shopping we would be doing s I saw the outfit. A matching pink panty and bra and a cami for underneath. Leggings and a tunic top and a pair of black flats for my feet. Before dressing I finally took a few minutes to examine the new chastity. Made of some type of polymer, the tube was definitely narrower that the old one. There is a hook coming through my PA piercing that prevented pulling it back through the tube. The base ring interlocked with the tube and sat around my clitty and behind my sissy sack. The lock is totally enclosed in the device with just the key slot visible. I could see that without a key or a drill I would not be getting free or getting to squirt soon. I dressed in the outfit that was left for me and let Mary know I was ready. She said, "Not yet little one, you need some makeup with that outfit." Sitting me at the vanity, she pulled my hair into a high ponytail and applied a little eye shadow and mascara. Handing me a tube of pink lipstick she said to apply it and then we would be ready. We were soon heading out in Mistress Emma's Jeep. We pulled into a strip center not far from home. I actually knew the center because I frequently shopped at a hardware store at one end of it. I loved shopping there because also in the center was an old fashioned lingerie shop. As a lifelong crossdresser I always loved peering at the silky baby-dolls nighties and lacy corsets in the window. And the girdles too, so feminine and smooth. But I never did get up the urge to go in. Mistress Emma and Mary led me now to that shop. I nervously followed them in when my clitty started to get hard. The pain from the cage was not going to go away anytime soon. I hoped we wouldn't be here too long. Emma talked to the saleslady a bit and then pointed over to me. With a bit of a smirk the sales lady pulled a box off of a shelf and opened it to show Mistress. "Brenda, I need you to come to the fitting room now dear one." Mistress and the saleslady, Gina, followed me in telling me to remove my top and cami. After measuring my chest, Gina said they got a few CDs in the store and they loved the forms she was placing in the bra. I could feel the weight they added. They had to be at least a D cup. "Oh that wont work," exclaimed Mistress Emma. "She can't have boobs bigger than mine. Lets try the B cup." After they were changed she added, "Yes that's much better. Those are the one she wants." I was about to take them out and dress when I was told to wait as Gina wasn't done fitting them yet. Gina, with what looked to be an eyebrow pencil, traced around the forms and removed them and my bra. I saw her coat the backs of the forms with something then telling me to raise my arms she held re-positioned them within her lines on my chest. I shivered from the cold cement she was attaching them with, hiding my own pierced nipples. She released them after about 5 minutes and they seemed molded to me. Mary stepped in to the room with a pretty pink underwire bra and hooked it around my chest lifting my new breasts even higher. "That's so perfect for her. Not too big but too big to hide," she gushed feeling up my chest. I moaned in pain as my erection renewed with her caress. "Well get dressed we have more shopping to do." I paid for the forms and the bra and we headed out with Mistress reminding me to walk tall with my shoulders back and chest out. The afternoon was pretty uneventful as we went shoe shopping and to the grocery. Although I now had 4 more pairs of shoes. A pair of Pink Nike trainers, a low heeled black pump, 1 open toe and one closed, and a strappy pair of 4" red dressy heels. After a leisurely dinner I finished cleaning up when Mary told be to report to Ms Emma's room. Upon entering I saw Mistress Emma naked on the bed except for a lacy black g-string. Mary was dressed the same and they could hear the moan caused by my chastity. Her special spanking bench was on the floor by the bed and I was told to strip and mount it. Mary soon had my legs, arms and back secured to it with thick black leather straps. My new "breasts" crushed against the frame. I was looking straight at Mistress Emmas' beautiful body on the bed and my clit was as hard as it could get in the painful cage. Mary placed a dildo mounted on a pole in front of me and told me to start sucking as she moved out of sight. I was sucking hesitantly as I felt the paddle contact my ass. "Ow shit," I cried out as another and another landed. My eyes focused on Mistress Emma as Mary abused my ass. "Keep it in your mouth and keep quiet bitch," was all Emma said. After some 2 dozen swats the punishment stopped and I felt Mary's hand stroking my red hot ass. "Mmm that makes me so hot and wet," she whispered in my ear as her hand slid lower to caress my caged clit making it grow and hurt again. "Now sissy, your job is to keep your mouth on that cock and your eyes on the bed," she said then joined Mistress on the bed. OMG what a sight before my eyes. Mary and Mistress in the throws of passion in front of me. (suck suck) If only I could stroke myself as I watched. Oh fuck does this chastity hurt. Mary playing so delicately with Emma's breasts oh my. Emma fingering Mary's slit. (suck suck) Ow this hurts. Damned chastity. Mary tonguing Emma's slit. I see Emma reach a remote on the side table and push a button. The cock starts vibrating and growing in my mouth. It starts pumping in and out on its own and I suck it deeper. Emma and Mary are kissing deeply and and using tiny vibrators on each others clits as I suck quietly and in heavy pain from the chastity. As my two Mistresses start to climax the cock in my mouth swells up and squirts a fluid into my mouth. It tastes like cum but how could that be from a dildo. A little is leaking from my mouth as I can't stop watching my Mistresses on the bed as the chastity brings tears to my eyes. Finally sated Mistress Emma rises comes over to me. Stroking my cage she tells me what a good cock sucking sissy I will make for her. She removes the straps and then the dildo and has me lick her clean. When she is done Mary has me repeat the cleaning on her and then turns and has me clean her ass too. "Mistress Emma, what you said before Mistress. I don't wanna be a cock sucking sissy Mistress. I just wanna suck you and Miss Mary." "Honey I am sure you will learn to love sucking cock for me soon enough. You do want to please me, don't you? And you do want that cage off some day, don't you? Yes I am sure you do. And you will, just as you will learn to please all my friends," she stated matter-of-factly. I was then put to bed in much the same way as the previous night. After another restless night I was awakened to clean up and make breakfast again. In the shower I noticed how smooth and real my breasts felt. I couldn't even find the seam between then and my skin. Sunday was pretty uneventful with me spending most of it cleaning her home and relaxing when I could. Mistress spent much of the day on the phone. That evening I went back to my house as I had work on Monday. I checked my email and did a few chores and headed for bed. I only woke twice that night so I actually got a bit more rest. In the shower I went to remove the breast forms. It felt like my skin would come off with them. We never did buy any remover for them. Mistress rushed me out of the store before I could ask for it. Oh fuck. "Hi Mistress, good morning," I said after she picked up her phone that morning. "I have a problem Mistress. I can't get the breasts off. Do you have any solvent. I can't wear them to work!" "I don't know why I would have anything like that. I don't have fake breasts. You should have remembered to buy some when you got the breast forms. And why can't you wear them to work. I have breasts everyday at work." "But you're a woman Mistress." "And you are a sissy. Now quit bitching and be proud of them. Maybe wear a sweater or something to hide them," she laughed hanging up on me. I found an old sport coat and figured I would try to hide them under it. Not much I could do about it now. I got in to work and had a couple of quizzical gazes from my staff. Especially Sara. I would try to stay in my office and get as much done in there as I could. "Hi Emma, its Sara. How are you darling?" Sara spoke from her pvt cubicle. "I can not believe you got him to come in with breasts. That's so awesome." "Well I did kind of forget to remind her to purchase solvent for them. But, I did remember to tell Gina and the ladies at the lingerie shop to say they were out of stock on it for a couple weeks if he went back for it," was Emma's evil reply. "She will be stuck with them for a while." "That's awesome. I did talk to the HR office about her 'changes' and they will be calling her in for a meeting around 11 AM. I will keep you posted on what develops. Hope to see you at the club again soon. Kisses, love ya. I gotta go before he comes out of his office." My dam jacket hardly hid the bumps on my chest. If I buttoned it it was even worse. It definitely looked like breasts that way. At just before 11, I got a call from the Director of the HR dept. She needed to discuss a personnel matter right away. I said I would grab a cup of coffee and head over. I knew Sally was on top of all personnel matters and only called me if there was something important to discuss so I did not think much of it. After inviting me to sit she went on to explain that she was informed that I was starting to arrive at work looking a bit differently lately. She commented on my dual earrings and the obvious breasts peeking out of my jacket. I was blushing a bit and apologized if it was out of place and that my girlfriend wanted me to try a different look. She reminded me how the company was open to all genders and sexual persuasions. But she also stated that if I was going to dress as a woman it was fine but I would have to dress as a woman. No more ? and ?. I told her I would go back to all male dress if she preferred and she asked me when I got my ears pierced. When I told her it was just a week she said that if I removed them now they would get infected and not heal properly. I usually takes 8 weeks. She asked about my breasts and I told her we just did it for fun and joked about how we forgot to get the solvent for them. I said I would get some and get them off after work. She said not to bother because at this point she was going to change my file to female and I would have to dress that way for the next 8 weeks as she didn't want to be responsible for infected ears or anything else. I would be expected to use the lady's restroom and follow the lady's dress code as well. As the HR director I would have to foll her direction or be terminated. I asked if there wasn't a way around it and she assured me there was not, as they must comply with the laws. "I can explain it all to your girlfriend, if you want some help, but I do expect you to follow the rules. And you may want to take some extra time off after lunch and pick up some new clothes." "OK, thanks for coming down. What first name shall I put in you record going forward?" "Brenda would be fine thank you," I replied rather dejectedly and headed back to my desk. "Everything OK boss?" asked Sara as I slipped past her desk heading to my office. "Yeah every things fine thanks," I mumbled. "Hi Sally. How was the meeting?" asked an anxious Sara. "Sara he was like a lamb to the slaughter. Rest assured 'Brenda' will be coming to work as a woman for at least the next 8 weeks if not forever. Even her name tags and office sign will reflect it by tomorrow. I told her she would need a wardrobe to match our women's dress code too. Say goodbye to Ken!" "You are angel Sally, we owe ya big for this one." "My pleasure Sara." I stopped by Sara's desk and let her know I would be taking the afternoon off, and headed to lunch. "Hi Sara, got some good news for me?" "Oh yes Emma. You will love it. Sally in HR made it clear that Ken needs to be Brenda at work for the next 8 weeks at least. She has already sent an all person email about "her" change and changed the sign on her door to Brenda." "Oh that is good news. I wonder how she is taking it?" "Well she took the afternoon off so I am not sure. Maybe she is going shopping for make up. Lol." "Well maybe I should give her a call and see. Why don't you come over for dinner Thursday and we will have her cook something nice?" "OK it's a date." I was heading to lunch to think things over when Mistress Emma called. I started crying when I told her what happened and how she forced it on me by getting my ears pierced and making me wear things to work. I told her it was wrong for them to make me dress like a woman for work and I was going to lunch to think it over. She asked me where I was eating and said she would meet me there. Shortly, she joined me at the restaurant and with a kiss on the cheek sat down. We ordered lunch and then mistress grabbed my cage through my pants. "What is this you are wearing Brenda?" "A chastity cage Mistress." "And do real men allow women to put them in chastity cages?" "Well not mostly Mistress but some..." "No buts sissy. Do they or do they not?" "No Mistress." "Then you must not be a real man because you are wearing on. So you must by default be a sissy. Right Brenda?" "Yes Mistress," I replied trying not to cry. "Then I think you better rethink your attitude and ask me to take you shopping for some pretty clothes that will meet your new dress code." Knowing I was fighting a losing battle and using a napkin to dry my tears I turned to Ms Em and asked, almost begged, her to take me shopping for new clothes. I told her I loved her so much and wanted to please her and be a good sissy. Well that was that. We spent the rest of the afternoon shopping. Dresses, slacks, skirts, blouses, undies, pantyhose, makeup and some cheap jewelry. Everything a woman would need upon starting a new job. But I would be going to my old job now dressed as a female with no end to the humiliations in sight. We went back to my place and Mistress helped me put away my new clothing while packing away things I wouldn't need for a while. "Can't I keep a few of my men's clothes in the closet Mistress? I may need some of them and you may want me in a different mode sometime." "Darling I love you but you will always be a sissy for me. I can't think of why I would ever want to see you as a man again." "Yes Mistress." It sounded so final. She picked a nice pant suit for me to wear to work the next day and then we had some Thai food delivered for dinner. After dinner she started coaching me on makeup application and we spent 3 hours with me doing my face over and over until she felt I could do it well enough for work. She reminded me to get up a ? hour earlier to prepare. She told me to strip and after caressing my chastity until I was hard, hurting and whimpering had me lick her beautiful pussy to multiple orgasms. The taste alone making me know I was where I belonged and that I was truly here for her pleasure. Before she left she said I was to go directly to her home after work tomorrow and would be cooking and serving dinner for her and a couple of friends. I wanted to wear a tight girdle to keep the chastity from bulging in my pants. An off white blouse that didn't let too much of my lacy bra show through some bracelets and rings and black flats. My makeup was OK, and minimal and I held my head high and marched in to work as if nothing was different about today. Sara walked right in to my office and said she loved my new look and hoped I would stay this way. I thanked her and just said I had a lot of work to do. Work actually went just like any other day and I was happy to be heading to Mistress' home after work. She looked me over and after giving her approval Led me to her bedroom and told me to strip to my chastity. She brought out a black satin crotch-less panty and a a Black satin Maids outfit and told me to get dressed and start dinner. She said the menu was on the counter and then tied a frilly apron around my waist and sent me off. I found I was preparing a pot roast and fixings for 4 and set the table accordingly. The doorbell sounded and opening it I saw Judy form the hair salon and Sara from work standing there hand in hand. After my initial shock I gave a slight curtsy and invited them in. I hung their coats and offered them some wine before Mistress Emma appeared to greet them. I retreated to the kitchen and checked on dinner. After serving the wine Sara asked Mistress how she got me under her control so well. Mistress told me to raise my skirt and exclaimed, "once you have a male in chastity its very easy to make them into a loving sissy slave." "Brenda tell her why you are wearing that particular chastity!" I told the new comers how I had been but in a different one and cheated Mistress by pulling out the back and playing with my sissy clit. AS punishment I was made to beg to wear this one for 2 months because I was a naughty sissy that thought with her clitty. I told them I needed Mistress Em's guidance and training to become a better person and by that a better sissy. Judy reached out and played with it a bit and watched me getting harder in it causing my knees to buckle from the pain. They laughed and asked if it always hurt when I got hard. Mistress told them it did but it would someday just stop getting hard and then she would have a docile sissy with a well trained tongue to please her. In fact, in the future it may hurt when it gets hard even without the cage because it is kind of being trained to associate an erection with pain. "Doesn't she get to cum?" asked Sara. "Oh no, she doesn't need that. That's for Men and Women not sissys." Maybe someday she will squirt when I fuck her sissy pussy. In the mean time she has almost 2 months of punishment left for cheating and that may get added on to if she is naughty again. So even if I would let her cum it will be quite a while." Well I will have to keep a closer eye on her at work then,"said Sara, "and maybe tease her a little too. It's so fun to see that its her own sissy clit causing her pain." "You do know she actually begged me to lock her clit up for 2 months. I just had to play with it a little with my crop and some other toys and she was all please please lock me up Mistress. Lol." They enjoyed the dinner while I had the leftovers in the kitchen between serving wine and clearing plates. I found it interesting to now know that Sara was never married because she was hooked up with Judy. No wonder here nails and hair always looked perfect. I never figured her as a fellow kinko, or gay for that matter. Mistress mentioned we would be going to a "mostly mens" gay leather bar that weekend and invited them to leather up and join us. We soon said goodnight to our guests and after cleaning up the kitchen I was allowed to service mistress before changing and going home. The next few days at work were more of the same. I did have to reprimand Derek for making remarks that were well out of line and I think he got the message that I was still his boss no matter how I dressed. I was hoping he would push it further so I could fire him. And Sara started wearing lower cut blouses to try and get me excited. It did a few times but I could say nothing to her about it or Miss Em would find out. Saturday I got to relax and do my own chores, laundry and housework and grocery shopping. I was afraid to mow the lawn with my neighbors about. At 4 I showered and got ready to head to Miss Em's house. Mary had called and tole me what to bring for the club that night. Although I had been to the local BDSM clubs I had not been to this bar as I thought it was men only. I guess it usually is but they have an open night like this on occasion. When I arrived at my Mistresses home Mistress and Mary were dressed in full leathers. Matching leather riding boots with tailored leather pants tucked into them. Supple leather dress shirts with brass name tags over the pocket that said "Mistress". Leather hats and dark red lips with stunning eye makeup. "Come in and strip," Miss Mary called from their bedroom. "Time to get you dressed." I did as told and she dumped the contents of my bag on the bed. First I was directed to put on the dark red pantys with ruffles all over the backside. A matching bra was next followed by sheer black thigh-hi stockings. My red 4" heels were next, then a pleated leather mini skirt was fastened around my waist. It had enough flare so my chastity bulge would not show. On top a satiny red blouse that my nipples poked through my bra at and a leather collar with the name Brenda embossed in red. My ID and things were popped into a small purse that I was given to carry. My make up was next and when done my Mistresses were pleased that my face look had the whorish look they wanted. My fuck-me red lips highlighted it all. We arrived around 10 pm and I think more of the guys were watching me than my Mistresses. After a couple drinks I joined them on the dance floor for a few songs. Mistress Emma said she wanted to dance with Emma a bit and directed me to go stand near the corner of the dance floor and wait for them. After a couple songs my view of them was partially blocked. A few guys asked me to dance and I deflected them saying I was waiting for my Mistress. I decided to get a drink and looked into my purse to see if they gave me any cash. As I was digging through it in the dark a small bottle of poppers fell out. It rolled a couple feet and I quickly knelt to retrieve it. As I reached out to grab it a leather boot stepped down on it preventing me. I looked up to see a guy in leather pants and vest, about 6'2" and not bad looking. "Excuse me sir I think you are standing on something of mine." "Oh and what would that be?" "Just a small bottle sir. It fell from my purse." "A bottle of what?" he demanded to know. I quietly said, "Sissy sauce sir." "What?" "Poppers sir," I replied, realizing most people don't call it that. "My mistress must have put them there and they fell out when I was looking for something." "What did you call them the first time?" "Sissy Sauce sir, that's what she calls them." "I see. So then that makes you a sissy?" "Please sir, Please move your foot so may I just get them and put them away?" "I guess you didn't hear my question. Are you a sissy?" "But sir, I just" "No buts you fag bitch, If you want them back answer the question." I looked around hoping Mistress would ride in on a white horse and save me but all I saw from down there were legs. I looked up and said, "Yes sir I am a sissy." "That's better sissy. Now get it." and he lifted his foot. I was about to rise when I felt his hand on my shoulder holding me down. I noticed a couple of other guys moving into position behind me. With his hand still on me he told me to give him the bottle. A bit in fear I did as I was told. He opened it and held it to my nose with one hand closing the other nostril with the other. "Sniff it you sissy fag," he ordered. "No please sir its bad for sissy!" I cried but it was no use. I was stuck on my knees forced to inhale the sissy sauce. After 4 hits he capped the bottle and pulled my face into his crotch and held it there. "Maybe you need a nice cock to suck sissy." "Oh no sir. Please I'm not that kind of sissy." "Oh really. Here you are on your knees with little red pantys showing under your skirt and your face buried in a mans crotch and you tell me you are not a sissy. That's a fucking laugh." I noticed my Mistresses making their way through the crowd to see what was going on. When they saw me on my knees they stepped up to see what was going on. Mistress Emma asked what was going on. Mark, the leather man that was holding me at his crotch said that the sissy was disrespectful when asked about the popper bottle she dropped. He said he decided to popper her up and have some fun. Mistress Emma said that I belonged to her and her Lady, but due to the circumstances she would allow him to continue as long as they could watch the show. He thanked her and said he would like to take me to the backroom to continue. They agreed and let me stand. Mark and his 2 boys, Rob and Sal, and my Mistresses and my self headed to the back room of the bar. I didn't even know they had a backroom. The backroom turned out to be a mini dungeon that the men used on their regular bar nights. I was hesitant to enter but the hands on my shoulders and ass told me I had no choice. As soon as we were all in the room a cloth covered with poppers was held over my face forcing me to breath it in. I was helplessly falling into subspace as I noticed Mary and Ms Em heading to the rear of the room to sit and watch. My skirt was removed and my blouse and bra. The panty was next and they admired my chastity. Hands were all over me and I was pained by an attempt at an erection. I was still breathing the sissy sauce and could not resist as I was strapped to a padded bench. "It would be a shame to waste the pretty cock sucker red lipstick pretty boy," the said as they lashed me down. I soon felt a blistering swat of a paddle on my ass. A hand gripped my balls and held tight as it crashed down again and again. "Beg for my cock sissy!" "Tell me you wanna be a cock sucking sissy fag!" "Tell me you are a cock sucking popper sissy fag that loves to fuck and suck!" My ass was burning and I was too weak from the poppers. "Please sir I am a sissy that needs to be fucked sir. I am just a popper sissy for your amusement and pleasure sir." The hypnosis tapes coming forward in my mind now. "Popper sissy love to fuck. Popper sissy love to fuck. Please fuck me master. Thank you for my punishment master Please fuck your popper whore sir." The popper rag was finally removed form my face as a cock was placed at my lips. "Please let me suck sir?" And the cock moved forward so I could wrap my lips around their first real cock. I worked my lips over it as best I could and when most of the 7 inch tool was in my mouth I felt another at my ass. I was going to be taken from both ends. I felt my cheeks pulled apart as the cock started to move forward. I couldn't move away and had to accept the lube cock in my sissy hole. I took the cock in my mouth deeper and was moaning around it as my sissy pussy was stretched and filled by Marks 9 inch mammoth. I felt Rob's cock swell in my mouth and he was soon spurting in my throat finally pulling out to finish squirting over my face. As soon as he was done Sal replaced him. Sal was only about 5 inches and thin so my jaws got to rest a bit. The popper cloth was back sending me into a dreamy state once again as Sal came in my mouth while Mark continued to ram his full length into me. My cock was still painfully constricted in its chastity but was steadily dripping cum for my prostrate being massaged by the huge cock. Mark finally pulled out with a pop and came to the front and shoved his dirty shit stained cock into my mouth to finish there. I was still helpless to resist and suddenly the paddle was tenderizing my ass again. I sucked him fully down my throat wanting his cum to fill my throat. Whack, Whack, over and over I was crying as I sucked. The paddle didn't stop and finally I felt him tense up and lose a huge load into my waiting mouth. I was told to to keep my mouth open before swallowing as Mistress Mary came over and took a picture of my mouth full of cum. "Swallow up girl," she said as she finished taking some pics. Mark directed his boys to release me and then thanked Mistress Emma for allowing him to use me. "Anytime," she replied with a big grin. "Mary and I enjoyed the show more than you could imagine." Mary helped me dress and we went back out to the bar where Mark had gotten us a round of drinks. I was exhausted from the nights events and Mistress realized that and led us out to the car. I couldn't believe how much the car seat hurt my reddened bottom as we drove home. "Brenda that was such a hot show you put on for us tonight I am going to give you a present," said Mistress. "I think it's time for you to have your own breasts so you can choose either implants or hormones?" Think it over I will ask for your answer in a few days."