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Chapter 9 - The Dorm Part 3
Lorraine pressed the mute button on the console and said to Joy, "I had
completely forgotten this silly little incident, but I'm going to have
some fun. This is just too good to pass up!"
She unmuted and said "Rose, before we move on to the hair rules, I
wanted to say how much I love the titty rules! They're all just
perfect! I think they'll make my little charlene a very happy girl.
She's longed for titties of her own for so long now. And I especially
like Rule #6...! char sweetie (in a frightening voice that sounded
almost genuinely affectionate...) do you remember that time when we were
first dating, before I knew you were a pathetic pantywaist that is, and
you pretty much forced me to try to get you off that way? you remember,
you made me kneel up on that little platform so I could wrap your cock
in My tits? "
Rose immediately saw where this was going, and snapped Her whip on
charlene's thigh, hard enough to leave a mark for the first time. "I
believe your lovely wife just asked you a question sissy! Keep mincing
and answer Her NOW! And your answer better be VERY FUCKING GIRLISH!" A
matching welt appeared on the other thigh.
charlene winced and grunted with each of the two last lashes. her mind
was already in a whirl and Mistress Rose's capricious whip just made it
worse... she knew she would be feminized here, and probably "endure"
some playact-spanking too she'd thought, but she was not at all prepared
for the barrage of small, unpleasant tortures they were constantly
subjecting her to.
Not wanting another stinging blow, charlene breathily stage-whispered,
"Yes Mistress I do remember that time... I was just-"
"Oh shh shh shh sweetie, I know you were just trying to...
[charlene's heart started to race in panic as she realized the position
she was in. When she had first heard Titty Rule #6 she had secretly
hoped that Mistress Rose was exaggerating, trying to scare her. The idea
of getting a guy off using the tits now glued to her chest hairs
disturbed and disgusted her on many levels. She hadn't connected her
last titty-fucking experience some years ago with her now Wife/Mistress,
until She just brought it up. This was not good!]
get your rocks off... I remember every little detail. Do you? Do you
remember how I really didn't want to do that, and how even after I told
you it made me feel cheap and sleazy (and not in a fun way) you pushed
and pushed? But that's not the BEST part is it dollbaby? You have no
idea how humiliating it was for me when you eventually grew impatient
with my inept attempts at that vile act, mocking me about my boobies
being too small to please a "real man" (Ha! you don't look like much of
a real man now sweets), and then shoving it unexpectedly in my mouth! If
I had thought titty-fucking made me feel sleazy, failing at titty-
fucking because of too small tits, and then suddenly finding a
(thankfully small) cock in my mouth (FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE by
the way) made me feel like a cheap whore. Remember honey?"
"Say Rose,' it was Mistress Joy's turn now, 'Lorraine and I ran into
Master Rick earlier. Perhaps He'd be willing to help charlene learn
about Rule #6."
Rose took Her cue saying "Well, we usually only send Him experienced
girls, as He has been very impatient with novices in the past. You know
how He gets when He's not pleased. Invariably they end up sobbing sissy
tears... Perhaps we'd better let her learn her trade by practicing on
some other sissies first."
"Don't be silly!' exclaimed Lorraine, 'charlene knows EXACTLY how titty-
fucking is supposed to be done, don't you sweetie? It seemed like you
were some kind of expert or something, humiliating me and criticizing my
embarrassed efforts. I'm sure you'll be a natural! And just think
honey, you won't have to worry at all about YOUR tits being too small...
Or suddenly finding a (real man-sized) cock in your mouth... At least I
don't THINK you will..."
"Set it up please Rose, later today if possible,' said Joy, ' we're
going to continue our tour and then have some lunch. Please enter her
appointment time in the system as soon as you arrange it. We'll check
periodically, as we both want to be there. charlene, you can recite your
Hair Rules for your Mistress just before you take care of Master Rick.
He'll probably be very amused to watch you do that too!"
As she continued to slowly strut-mince around the room, charlene was
indeed reaching new depths in her sissihood. Every mincing step caused
her heavy tits to jiggle in their wrong-sized bra, agonizingly pulling
hundreds of her chest hairs. Her scalp still ached from the tightly
would pigtails to which her wig was now permanently attached, and that
long, luscious hair now framed her face and tickled her shoulders, back,
and chest. her legs already ached from the unfamiliar stepping, even
though she wore starter-heels. She tried to remember to silently repeat
her sissy walk mantra, and her new titty mantra as well. She forced
first one tit and then the other to 'lead the way'. But worst of all was
the realization that within hours, she would be on her knees (likely),
jerking-off an Alpha Male by squeezing his cock with her tits!
If basic walking was torturous to her chest, she shuddered to think of
the amount of self-initiated hair yanking she'd have to endure to titty-
fuck someone! And that stupid, stupid incident those many years ago...
she knew she'd been an asshole, but Lorraine hadn't made a big deal of
it. Until just now that is. The fact that She would be there to watch
(and no doubt contribute to) her debasement as she titty-fucked "Master
Rick" (her stomach turned at just the thought of His name, let alone
what she'd be made to do) was too much. she had NEVER encountered
another male in any way involving her sissihood, until the sissy
beauticians who had 'done' her hair earlier, but even they didn't count
compared to this! The humiliation at just the thought was unbearable...
"That was great Lorraine!' said Joy, once again on mute... Did you see
her face the last time she minced by the camera?"
"I know, right?! she's probably nauseous right now at the very mention
of a 'Master Rick'. Is he really hard on sissies like Rose not-so-subtly
hinted, or was that just to scare the hell out of charlene?"
"Actually he is, if left to his own devices... He much prefers female
subs, as you saw, but occasionally as a favor to us, he will 'help' with
a sissy's training. But you'll have an opportunity to speak with him
before, and you can let him know on a scale of 1 to 10 how unpleasant
you'd like it to be for charlene. Oh and just to let you know, Rose
definitely won't be scheduling it for today, as we will ease her into it
a little more gradually, but charlene doesn't need to know that. One
more thing for her to worry her (now very pretty) little head about for
a few days just adds to her dis-orientation, and her journey ever
further into submissive femininity."
"Perfect Joy. I'm delighted to see that charlene is already getting way
more than she bargained for."
"Shall we continue our tour? The sissy "guest quarters' are on the
second and third floor, and of course the special accommodations are in
the basement.
As they exited the plush elevator into the second floor, Lorraine's
overall first impression was that it continued to remind her of a
Sorority house. At least until she looked more carefully...
There was a long center-hall, like in many Sororities, but unlike any
Sorority she'd ever heard of, all of the walls and doors were glass! The
doors were framed with steel molding, but everything else was spotlessly
clean glass.
"All one-way glass Lorraine... we can see in perfectly, but all the
sissies see from within is their own reflection."
The Ladies took a few steps into the hall until they were in front of
the first two rooms, one on either side of the hall. Lorraine gazed into
the first room, which was currently unoccupied. She noted with amusement
that the wall facing into the hallway had a double vanity right up
against the glass. That meant that while the sissy occupants perched on
those delicate little stools doing their hair and makeup, peering
intently into their "mirror", anyone in the hallway would have a most
amusing view! The vanities themselves literally dripped with femininity,
both in design and in the fact that they were both covered with a
controlled chaos of cosmetics, nail polishes, brushes, cotton pads, and
even a couple of eyelash curlers. A bin piled high with hair curlers
separated the two stations.
On the first perpendicular wall, a 65 inch flat screen hung high on the
wall. Next was a four-poster, canopy bed, with a most feminine bed skirt
and matching ruffle on the canopy. All four of the posts had multiple
large meal rings embedded in them. The bedspread and pillowcases were
white, with extensive pink embroidered trim and cross-stitched detail
work. Upon closer inspection, Lorraine could see that the needlework on
the bedspread was actually a word-cloud about sissies. With just a
glance she saw that it had many of the typical names that sissies get
called (sissy, slave, pansy, faggot, pantywaist...), but also had words
about their vocation (ironing, sewing, cooking, scrubbing, maid, toilet-
licking...), their wardrobe (petticoat, bra, skirt, slip, makeup,
curlers skirts, dresses, stockings, high heels...), and their passions
(cock-sucker, Pussy-worshiper, ass-licker, cum dumpster...).
Half of the back wall of the room was reach-in closet, with accordion-
folding, mirrored doors, and the other half contained a prison-style
toilet-sink combination, and a small, glass-enclosed shower stall. The
closet doors were open, and Lorraine was amused to see that they looked
for all the world like a typical teenage girl's closet would. A dresser
and shoe rack were practically buried beneath what had to be more than a
hundred dresses, skirts, tops, sweaters, scarves, hats, etc. ...
And finally she noticed the fourth wall, which was one solid mirror from
floor to ceiling and front to back. Two solid pedestals stood about four
feet apart and six inches from the mirror wall. The pedestals were about
two feet in diameter, and each had a pole rising up for the center to a
height of about four feet. Very realistic dildoes, complete with balls
and lots of public hair, capped each of the poles.
Joy stepped up beside Lorraine and began to narrate the visual guided
tour. "The screen is controlled by this little keypad on the door, which
incidentally controls the door too. As you'll recall the sissies are
constantly competing with each other for who can be more femme, and as
the stakes are pretty high in terms of comfort (or at least pain
avoidance) they do soon learn to try pretty hard, and thus these
recordings capture hours of highly amusing exchanges."
Joy pressed a button and the screen came to life, divided into
quadrants, showing the room from three different angles, including one
that seemed to be looking straight in through the glass wall at the
exact height where two sissy faces would soon be primping. Often if a
Staff person or a Guest has decided to bestow a "Most femme" title on
one of the roomies, they will often want to peruse the tapes before
making their decision.
"I have no idea how THAT camera works...' Joy laughed, 'embedded right
in the glass or something. We have some very clever engineer sissies
here. The second one's mounted on the upper crossbar at the foot of the
bed, so it captures whatever shenanigans the little minxes get up to in
bed. The third camera there faces the mirror wall. The fourth panel on
the screen is either blank, or displays the face of whoever is
controlling this screen, at their discretion of course. It can be
controlled from here at the keypad, or remotely from a phone."
With that Joy clicked something and her face appeared in the lower right
quadrant of the screen.
"Hello girls...' she joked in Her most seductive voice... She promptly
switched it off, and continued, 'sometimes I'll beam myself in quite
unexpectedly in the middle of the night, from the comfort of my bed.
The sissies are trained to immediately jump out of bed, get on their
knees and look up at the screen for my instructions. I'll give them
some humiliating instruction, such as making them put full makeup on
each other, or having them lock lips in a sensuous kiss for 30 minutes,
then lay back and enjoy the show. I encourage you to browse our archival
footage later. Perhaps reserve a 'special' lounge chair in the Reading
Room...
The bed is a full-sized mattress, not very spacious for two, so they
have to cuddle up close. You can imagine how much they love that! We
tell them to think of themselves as sissy lesbian lovers in bed, and of
course with the competition they are continually under, bedtime seems
like an excellent opportunity to score some points. Especially to the
girls tired of being on the losing end of the Most femme decisions. And
remember, they never know if anyone is watching or not, so they have to
overcome their natural reluctance to interact with another male (even
another sissy) the entire time."
"charlene is not going to like THIS at all!!!' Lorraine remarked.
Joy seemed surprised and began "Of course in special circumstances we
can provide a single room--'
"Oh heavens NO!' exclaimed Lorraine, 'I was just about to say - And so I
LOVE it all the more! I can't wait to appear on her screen there, and
give her explicit instructions on spooning her lucky roomie, or perhaps
even to shimmy down under the covers and press her nose into her
roomie's ass for the night! She will hate every moment of this part,
but thanks to the competition, she'll soon be trapped in a situation
where she has no choice but to appear to be relishing it! This is all
just so perfect Joy!"
Joy relaxed, glad that her guest was fully into the spirit of the place.
"The bed, as you can clearly see is fully equipped for any type of
restraint one can dream up! You can't see from here, but the upper frame
is fully equipped for suspension games, and all kinds of delicious gags
and clips and clamps and straps are within easy reach in the headboard
cabinet there. The Staff (and sometimes Guests) come in at night to play
with the sissies before bed, as well as for inspections; is their makeup
completely removed, are their curlers properly set, are they wearing
their assigned nightwear, you get the picture. At their whim they can
use any of the equipment, and many an unhappy sissy has spent the night
in one type of discomfort (or agony) or another just because it amused a
Woman to inflict such upon them before nonchalantly sauntering out to
head back to the comfort of their luxuriously appointed (and attended!)
suite), and of course reminding the sissy that that was exactly what
they were going to do.
We sometimes let the girls do Domme/sub roleplaying in bed, and it's
really fun to watch some of the things they do to each other. A sissy
Domme may seem like an oxymoron, but the girls find a way to make it
work. Especially when the one who has been routinely 'losing' the Most
femme evals gets to play the Domme.
They are allowed to get up to use the toilet during the night, but they
must go together. You know we always go to the Ladies in pairs...' Joy
said facetiously, 'so they must both get up, slip into their bedroom
mules, hold hands and mince together to do their business. There's more,
but I'll spare you the details right now..."
Lorraine smiled and tingled as she contemplated the weeks ahead for her
charlene... "Tell me about the clothes."
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