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"Where the fuck have you been?" growled my wife as I stepped into the house. Confused I stammered... "I...I...I've been looking for a job," I returned nervously. "Really......" She cocked an eyebrow. "Give me your phone!" she demanded. I handed over my phone nervously and watched as she tapped in my access code. It was not a complicated code but I was surprised she knew it. My fears increased knowing there were some very private things on my phone primarily my latest text to my Mistress. Okay when I say Mistress I mean professional dominatrix. I have been unemployed for six months and being a computer nerd had no transferable job skills so was having trouble finding a job. However I had still been visiting my Mistress over the six months. Prior to losing my job I had started an account to pay for my visits to my Mistress. Admittedly the funds were running low which was why I had recently been to see her when she could fit me in. Usually I saw her in the morning and had recently admitted my low funds, she said if I was willing to come when she wanted she would charge me less. I jumped at the chance to make my funds last a little longer which is why I was now arriving home after my wife. "Mmm I'm let me see.........If you want to see me you may come this afternoon" My wife looked up at me as she read my text messages. "Yes Mistress, when do you want me to be there?..." she continued. I blushed at my pathetic reply but was also nervous at my wife's reaction. She knew I was a submissive and tolerated my cross dressing, I wondered where this was all going. "Be here at two o'clock the tribute will be one hundred pound. Do not forget my present" was the demanding reply from my Mistress. My wife threw my phone on the table and looked daggers at me. "Let me get this straight, while I've been busting my arse putting food on the table you've been prancing around like a fag!....." I blushed even deeper red, knowing full well that most days I had dressed up, usually as a sissy maid! In my mind I justified what I had done in the fact the house was always tidy.....spotless in fact and she always came home to a hot meal, well except today. "Now, I find out you've been wasting money on a fucking prostitute!" she growled. "She's not a prostitute....we don't have sex," I tried to qualify. "I don't give a fuck!" she screamed before storming out of the room. I made dinner and we ate it in silence and indeed spent the whole night in silence before she went to bed early. I really wanted to talk to her to explain my actions but knew I had to give her some time. When I got to bed myself I found her wrapped up in the quilt so I slunk to the bed in the spare bedroom. My wife had gone to work before I woke up the following day so I had no chance to talk to her. When she came home from work I set the table and we had tea in silence. "Do the washing up and then we need to talk," she commanded. I obediently did as I was told while she surfed the internet on her phone. Finished I sat timidly at the table eager to explain myself but knowing I should let her speak first. "So you don't have sex with this pro.....women?" she queried. I was relieved that she was not angry in fact she seemed strangely calm. "Yes...the closest I come to sex is when she makes me worship her pussy," I mumbled. "Worship her pussy......perhaps you should do that for me," she quipped. My heart thrilled and I thought perhaps she was going to offer to be my Mistress. "Mmm and how much do you pay?" "Two hundred pound for a two hour session......recently she's let me pay one hundred and fifty if I come at the time she stipulates." I hoped the lower price was going to appease her. "Shit.....this women probably earns more than I do in a day in just a few sessions," she muse. I wondered where she was going with this, she certainly seemed to have thought about it over the past day. "Give me your phone!" she demanded. Once again I handed her my phone and once again she deftly logged into it. She then tapped on the web browser and brought up my banking app. "Log in," she simply commanded. Obediently I did as I was told before handing the phone back to her. I knew she was going to find my slush fund account, embarrassing labelled "play fund". Currently it had five hundred pound in it. "I'm guessing the play fund is for paying for your.....Mistress..... I'll have that," she murmured. She then proceeded to take not only that but all the money out of my main account. "Since you can't be trusted with money I've taken all your money. You will get a job even if it's filling shelves in a supermarket and you will pay what you get to me," she stated matter of factly. I obediently nodded wondering if I was going to get a chance to state my case but knowing full well I would not. "Okay lots of things are going to change around here....and no I'm not going to be your Mistress," she growled. She then proceeded to tell me that I could continue to dress and flounce around since the house was spotless and she did get a hot meal for dinner. But I would also clean out one side of the garage completely. We had a double garage one side of which was filled with junk, mostly mine. We went to the garage where she stated what was to go. My collection of comic, computer games and consoles. I pleaded to spare them stating they were worth a lot of money. She brightened at this and had me advertise them for sale online. So over the next few weeks I continued to get my fix of dressing......and being the perfect house wife....sissy! whilst cleaning the garage and selling all my prized possessions. In the end I made another five hundred pound which was dutifully paid into my wife's account. When the garage was emptied she had me paint it...black walls, red floor, most unusual and I wondered what she was planning. That night she shocked me once more by getting me to log onto my Fetlife account. I blushed profusely as she looked through my pictures. "Mmmm someone has been a busy girl....." she chuckled. "Quite a few loves on some of these pictures.....and you write stories!...." she quipped raising an eyebrow at me. I quivered inside knowing full well some of the homo erotic content of some of the stories. "Yes erotic stories...mostly femdom......not your scene," I simpered hoping to put her off reading them. "Let me be the judge of that, I'll read some of them later," she growled. After looking over my profile noting that I had confessed to being married and that I only played solo. She did however look at all my friends profiles and looked through all my messages. When she had finished she took my password and left me wondering just what she was up to. After this night packages began arriving in the post and each one was squirreled away without me knowing the content. Then on a Saturday morning she called me to the bedroom instructing me to bring a camera with me. When I entered the bedroom I nearly fell to my knees in supplication because there standing before me was my wife dressed completely as a dominatrix. Shiny black thigh high boots. Fishnet stocking disappearing under a skin tight black PVC dress. There was a zip down the front which was lowered enough to show her ample breasts. The sleeves of the dress were short but her arms were not bare. No she was wearing black PVC shoulder length gloves. Her makeup was severe and her hair was pulled back in a tight pony tail, all in all my dream Mistress. Now my wife is on the plump side so the skin tight dress hugged the curves of her body accentuating them. I almost drooled at the sight of her, in response to my avid stare she quipped. "I take it you like what you see." Brandishing a crop she had me take pictures of her from various angles as my cock throbbed painfully in my jeans. She undressed revealing a skin tight purple and black PVC corset to which the stockings were attached. Once again I was made to take pictures from various angles as my underpants became slick with precum. "Okay enough....time to create myself a Fetlife profile," she quipped a wicked grin on her lips. I watched as she created the profile reading her intro over her shoulder, her username "MistressPenny66". *Strict demanding Mistress needs slaves to use and abuse. If you think you are what I am looking for send me a personal message. Be warned I have exacting standards and do not tolerate fools or time wasters. My time of course does not come free, so should you wish to enter my presence you will have to pay a tribute. Do not contact me if you do not have a profile description and plenty of pictures of yourself. Remember to be servile and address me as Mistress when you message me!*. I then uploaded the pictures that she selected from the many I had taken. Satisfied she turned to me. "I read most of your stories last night....." She fixed me with a knowing stare. I blushed. "Are you gay?" she quipped. "No......no.....I....I...." I stammered. "Let me guess bi curious.....still the gay parts of you stories are quite graphic......have you been unfaithful with a man!" she chuckled at my unease. "No....no.....I would never be unfaithful.....it's all just fantasy... curiosity," I tried to defend myself knowing full well how some of my stories made me sound. "Well never mind that, from now on you're going to be my Fetlife PA. I want you to filter the messages, any without pictures or descriptions get rid of, the rest I will look at." "Yes dear," I mewled in answer. So over the next week I filtered out the wannabes and Penny read with interest the many requests to be her slave. I also got a night job packing crisps, the pay was minimum and it all went into Penny's account. From my pay the garage soon became a well equipped dungeon. Wooden whipping horse, ST George's cross. Racks of whips and bondage gear. Penny also made me bring all of my girly clothes from the loft and put them on a rack in the garage. "So much pink," she snickered when she saw my outfits. I blushed of course. A few months later I was informed that Penny would be seeing her first slave. His name was George and he would be coming over the following Saturday. The night before Penny made me remove all my body hair which thrilled me no end because I hoped she was going to involve me in her new role! On the day Mistress donned her black PVC dress and bid me strip and follow her to the garage. Nervously I did because although we had a secluded garden there was still the possibility I could be seen from the road. Penny seemed completely unfazed which surprised me considering what she was about to do seemed completely out of character for her. I followed her watching her bottom tightly encased in PVC sway before me, my cock growing hard at the sight. She stepped to the chest freezer in the garage and pulled out a bag of frozen peas. With a smug grin she squashed them against my turgid cock causing me to cringe with pain. She then handed me a pink cock cage. "You know what to do with that....." she quipped. "I want you dressed in your black PVC maids dress," she commanded. I thrilled at having to dress in her presence and was soon feeling the pain as my cock swelled in its tight confines. She watched with a smirk on her face as I slipped into my fake tits. When they were fitted she stepped forward and squeezed them. "Would you like them to be real......would you like to be a shemale?" she quipped a grin on her face. "Yes but only in fantasy.....to be able to feel them being caressed would be wonderful," I answered honestly my voice hoarse with lust. I put on a black corset which she helped tighten so I had to pant to breath. She helped me attach the suspenders to the back of the fishnet stockings I had donned. It was such a thrill to have my wife be part of my dressing routine I was almost fit to bursting with frustration. Once I was completely dressed she sat me down before applying makeup and my favourite blonde wig. Finished she had me pose before the full length mirror I had recently install. What I saw made me gasp with joy. I had dressed before but my makeup had been far from perfect which had spoilt the overall effect. Now I dared say it, yes I looked perfect! "Okay when we are in the dungeon seeing to my slaves you will call me Mistress, then and only then....understood....." "Yes Mistress," I mewled, thrilled to be addressing her as Mistress finally, even though it would only be for the short time she was seeing her slaves. "Now he should be here shortly, when he arrives take his tribute and make him wait by the door until you have checked it......then bring him to the dungeon," she commanded. "Yes Mistress," I did a curtsy and minced to the house once again knowing that I was blatantly on display. He arrived shortly and I had to smile to myself at his reaction when I answered the door. I knew it would up his awe of Mistress having a sissy maid to do her bidding. He was a slight man about my age and very nervous, trembling as I asked him for his tribute. He handed me an envelope and made to hand me the large bouquet of flowers he had. "No, you should present them to Mistress yourself," I simpered. Taking the envelope I checked the contents and then led him to the dungeon. As I did I had no doubt he was ogling my bum as I led him through the house so I swayed my hips to exaggerate my walk. In the dungeon he gasped when he saw Mistress and I thought he was going to fall to his knees....in the end a curt command from Mistress made him do so. "Kneel in my presence slave!" she barked. She had been sitting in a throne like chair as he entered and as she spoke she rose and prowled towards us. I must admit my cock throbbed painfully at the sight! She took the large bouquet of flowers he had been carrying and handed them to me. "Take them and put them in a vase then bring them back to me," she commanded. "Yes Mistress," was my simpered reply, then with a curtsy I left. He watched me avidly no doubt wanting to be in my place. I arranged the flowers as best I could in a vase and quickly returned eager to see what she was doing to him. When I returned he was naked at her feet kissing her boot heels, in fact she had just ordered him to suck the heel as if it were a cock. I shivered at her commanding voice and empathized at his deep red blush knowing that I was now watching him. Seeing me she pushed him away with her boot and stood swaying towards me. "You call that arranged," she quipped scornfully. "What do think Georgina?" she asked her slave. He blushed bright red as she addressed him with his new girly name. "They.....they look okay Mistress," he mewled. "Typical man," she smirked. "You over the horse," she commanded pointing at Georgina. "Yes Mistress," he simpered moving to the punishment horse. "Over one end......save room for Davina," she smirked. My heart skipped a beat at this command knowing full well what it meant. "Okay Davina tie your girlfriend to the horse," she quipped. Eagerly I obeyed her command. Since one person was normally tied to the four legs of the horse I had to improvise by first binding his wrists and then his ankles together. I then tied his hands to one leg his feet to another. Mistress then stepped forward to inspect my work. She also took the chance to inspect his locked up cock. It was currently quite hard and filling a metal cock cage with a little space to spare. "Mmmm it's good to see this tiny thing lock up...." she quipped fondling his bulging balls. He flinch at the touch and then groaned at the caress. "But there is far too much room in this cage for such a small cock...." she chuckled, he of course blushed a deeper red. He must have given her the keys because she unlocked the cage allowing his cock to spring free, once again he groaned at his release. Rock hard his cock was only about four inches long I was pleased to note, at six inches I was slightly larger I mused. Breaking me out of my daydream Mistress ordered. "You know what to do." She winked at me. With a grin I went to the freezer to retrieve the peas she had used on me earlier in the day. Without warning him, she took them from me and slapped them on his cock and balls. He yelped in shock and surprise writhing in his bondage. Without a word she handed me a much smaller metal cage. I realised she had probably bought this with the money I had been earning. I must admit it was quite a small cage and even with his cock withered due to the cold it was still a squeeze to get it on. Once in place Mistress handed me the padlock to secure it in place. "From now on I'm you key holder, you get pleasure only by my command.....and only if you please me," she growled. "Yes Mistress," he mewled writhing in the embrace of the new much smaller chastity cage. I wondered what his wife would think but looking at his hand saw no wedding ring, hence his eagerness to have Mistress as his key holder no doubt. Once again she stepped forward and began to caress his balls. This time his groan was not one of pleasure but more of pain. I looked to see his cock had grown and was now pressing through the bars of the cage painfully, bulging out red and turgid! "Now for my pretty sissy maid," she chuckled. I draped myself over the other end as directed by Mistress the opposite way around. This way I was going to witness his punishment at close quarters as he would see mine. Once I was tied to the horse she selected a riding crop from the rack. He drew in breath as she swished it around testing its weight. I must admit I was trembling in anticipation. I had thought she would start with something a little less......painful, it seemed she was out to make an impression. I watched with bated breath as she stepped alongside him and raise her hand. She locked eyes with me as she did and I shivered with joy. My cock throbbed painfully in its tight confines and I thrilled at the pain.....knowing more was to come from the implement she now brandished menacingly. SWISH........CRACK! Watching a crop strike flesh at such close quarters was both amazing and frightening. The impact buried the crop deep into the flesh and then it rebounded away. Immediately a red stripe appear and quickly this turned blue, at the same time he yelped in pain. "This will never do! Your pathetic mewling will disturb the neighbors!" she quipped. Moving to the bench she returned with two gags, one a simple ball gag.....the second a penis gag. "Since you seemed to like sucking my heel as if it were a cock, I thought you would like this!" I could almost sense his blush as he wriggled in his bondage. I heard the gargle as she slipped it into his mouth, then it was my turn as she slipped the ball gag into my mouth. "Can't have the neighbors calling the police at my two sissies screaming...." she chuckled. "....and oh am I going to make them scream." Once again she moved to the side of Georgina and raised her arm. SWISH.......CRACK! Georgina received six strokes and then it was my turn. I must admit I had wanted this all my life so was eager for my wife/mistress to punish me! However after the first stroke I wanted her to stop. The pain was fiery and brutal. I grunted in my bondage as my cock immediately wilted. I grunted through five more strokes before she knelt to untie me, chuckling at the tears on my cheeks. To my surprise the burning pain stayed but it cause my cock to stiffen adding another type of pain. "Now try again and remember what happens if you fail!" she quipped with a wink. Once again I headed back to the kitchen to arrange the flowers. When I returned it was almost the end of Georgina's session, I was amazed at how fast the time had gone. Mistress was currently sitting arrogantly on her throne whilst he was clamped to one of her legs humping it like a randy dog. In Mistresses hand was a count down timer currently showing three minutes. "Three minutes to the end of your session Georgie......are you sure you want to cum!...." she chuckled. "Yes....yes please Mistress," he simpered. "Remember you have to ask permission," she growled. "Yes Mistress," he panted. I must admit it was a most pathetic sight watching him hump, his white bum bouncing up and down, his pathetic mewling. It did however turn me on immensely! Mistress noticed me and quipped. "Better.....but not great....place them on the bench, then come and kneel beside me," she commanded. He blushed as I knelt close to his panting frame and watched him race to his climax as the timer counted down. He had just under a minute left. "Mmmm what's the matter slave....am I not sexy enough for you?.." she queried a wicked grin on her lips. "Perhaps I should get you to hump Davina's leg.....she's quite pretty....in a sissy sort of way," she laughed. We both blushed bright red and he upped his tempo. With seconds to go he panted. "Please....please...Mistress may I cum," he simpered. Mistress looked into his eyes as the timer ticked down. She opened her mouth as the alarm went off. "Oh dear it seems you're out of time Georgie," she smirked. He grunted but still continued. "STOP!" she growled. He froze in place. "Good girl....." She patted him on the head condescendingly. "Now clean up your mess," she said pointing at the smears of precum he had made on her boot. Eagerly he sank to the task lapping at her boot like an obedient puppy. Once it was clean and shining from his saliva she stood and waltzed from the room, over her shoulder she quipped. "Davina, put her back in chastity, then show her out." Blushing she watched me move to the freezer knowing full well what I was going to do. She groaned as I placed the peas against her hot turgid clit. I could see she had really wanted to cum and was indeed very close to climax. I marvelled at my wife's...Mistresses ingenious cruelty. It made my cock throb painfully. Meekly she allowed me to once more place her in chastity blushing bright red as I did. I could see she had thousands of questions to ask but was too shy. Finally as I led her to the door now fully dressed she whispered. "You are very pretty.....and very lucky." She blushed. "Thank you.....and yes I am," I returned as I let her out of the door. That night as we ate dinner Penny was full of life. "That was amazing....I felt so powerful..." she confessed. I chuckled but was glad she was warming to being a Mistress. I must admit in my heart I was hoping she would be more demanding of me in the future. "I got him to confess all his fantasies most of which I understood apart from pegging," she queried. I smiled at her confusion. "That's the American name for strap on play." "Mmm then I think I need to go shopping," she chuckled. "Yeah, but the problem is you will have to buy one for each slave to avoid cross contamination...." I mused. "Either that or put a condom on the dildo before you use it". "Mmm expensive or messy," she retorted. Then the light seems to come on in her eyes. "I have an idea....I could get my slaves to buy any toys they want me to use on them. We could get a toy box for each slave to put their toys in," she beamed at her own devious idea. I must admit I was impressed at how easily she seemed to be slipping into the role. She counted the tribute after dinner as I washed up and then squirreled it away some where. Her command of me before I pleasured myself....she said this with a smirk knowing full well what I would be thinking of as I did. That I should message Georgina on Fetlife and tell her to buy the toys she wanted Mistress to use on her and send them to our address......oh and to buy a box too. That night Penny gave me the key to my chastity cage before she went to bed. I went eagerly to pleasure myself and rather pathetically was shooting my load after a couple of strokes, with no need to visit any porn sites. I snuggled into bed that night satisfied and content and also very excited because Penny was seeing another slave the following day. I must admit I did not know much about this slave. His Fetlife profile said he was submissive and into BBW Mistresses. His pictures however were mainly of his cock in various forms of bondage.....and it was big....looking to be about ten inches long. I was not going to suggest this slave to Penny but she specifically asked me to contact him. I had a suspicion that she was after his huge cock and a pang of jealousy hit me. The following day I prepped the dungeon for the new slave whilst Penny lounged around the house enjoying breakfast that I prepared! In the afternoon to my excitement she changed into her Mistress persona bidding me follow her to the dungeon. Once again she watched me dress, this time however she wanted a pink sissy maid so I put on my pink PVC uniform before she helped me with my makeup. This time however she tutored me in the art of makeup informing me that I would have to do this myself in the future after which she would inspect me. My heart thrilled at this new command from Mistress. Satisfied with my first attempt she let me lose before the mirror knowing full well how humiliatingly pleasurable I found this act! Before sending me off to await her next slave. When I answered the door to him I got the shock of my life. He was a muscle bound six foot hunk! His Fetlife profile had said he owned a gym....it looked like he made good use of it! I felt small and pathetic beside him and wondered if he was really a sub?....he seemed more like a dom to me in my sissy attire. After taking his tribute I led him through the house to the dungeon. Unlike yesterday I did not sway my hips as he followed me, no I minced pathetically and I heard him chuckle as I did. I blushed bright red and my once again locked up clit throbbed painfully. I started to think that maybe Mistress had invited him to be my dom....I thrilled at the thought. I led him into the dungeon where Mistress sat regally. Today she was wearing a one piece black PVC mini dress. It zipped down the centre and she had it unzipped low enough to display her ample cleavage. Because she was sat with her legs crossed the hem of her mini dress had ridden up revealing the tops of her black fishnet stockings held up by suspenders. On her feet patent leather high heel ankle boots. A vision of dominance and infinitely sexy. I drooled at the sight of her and I heard him draw in breath. "Strip," she commanded. "Yes Mistress," he crooned. I was happy to see that some of the confidence had been knocked out of him at the sight of her. Naked I must admit I was stunned at the sight of the cock....it was indeed ten inch long and quite thick....my tiny cock paled in comparison which is probably why I thought of mine as a clit! "My, my what a big boy you are," cooed Mistress. Once again the smug smile returned to his face, I think Mistress noticed this. "And such a buff body.....quite a god," she continued. "I do a lot of working out Mistress," he answered proudly. "Mmm are you gay?" she quipped mischievously. That took the wind out of his sales I was amused to see. "No Mistress.....no....I would never." He looked sideways at me as if to say I was! I must admit this really annoyed me so I was glad when Mistress returned. "Never.......we shall see about that....." she commented mysteriously and much to my relief he blushed bright red. "I see you have a present from me," she stated changing tack. "Yes Mistress....as you requested Mistress," he gushed handing her the gift wrapped package he had. Almost off hand she took it from him and handed it to me. "Davina take this to my room and bring me back a pair of pink knickers from the right hand drawer," she command imperiously. "Yes Mistress," I answered executing a low curtsy which made him grin smugly. I hurried to follow her command knowing the knickers in her right hand drawer where her special knickers. The only pair she had in pink were a pair extremely frilly and lacy. I smirked wondering what he would look like in them. I knew exactly what she was doing, looking at his hunky body there was no way anything of mine would fit him. When I returned he was on his knees kissing her boots his rock hard cock dangling between his legs. "Ah Davina....good....stand up slave...." she commanded. "Davina help my new slave put on her new panties." I thrilled as he blushed bright red at what she was going to make him do. Almost reluctantly he let me kneel and offer the knickers for him to step into. I then slipped them up his legs noticing as I did that they were hairless, I wondered if he shaved? I pulled them snugly into place noticing they only just fit over his taught bum and amusingly only covering half of his cock. I caressed his balls as I pulled them into place causing him to groan. "Not gay?" Mused Mistress raising an eyebrow. I thrilled at his humiliation and the fact I had caused it, watching him struggle with his emotions was a new and exciting thrill! "So .....your profile name is Max.....mmm not really suitable for a man......girl in frilly panties!" she smirked. "Yes Mistress.....I mean no Mistress," he mewled, blushing an even deeper red. "I'm glad you agree Maxine," she snickered. Now that she had cowed him somewhat Mistress continued her domination. "Kneel slave and put your hands behind your back." She moved to the bench and returned with a leather arm binder fitting it rather tightly judging by the grunts she was eliciting from him. Then with my help she lowered him onto the floor on his back. She then stood over him allowing him a view up her skirt, I saw his cock twitch in his knickers. Once again I was jealous because I would love to have been in his position. With a wiggle Mistress rucked up the minidress and I was shocked to see she had no knickers on! She then knelt her knees either side of Maxine's head. "First you may kiss my bottom," she commanded. He raised his head and began to reverently place kisses on her bottom. She allowed him to do this before issuing the command I would have loved her to ask of me. "Now worship my dark hole," she growled. I could see the lust in her eyes and marvelled at my once vanilla wife being this dominant fem fetal?. He paused slight so she ground her bottom into his face a smug grin on her lips. She then issued a croon of pleasure as no doubt his tongue had gone to work. I realised she had never experienced anything like this before. Even though I would have gladly tongued her puckered hole she had never bid me to do so. So lost was she in her new pleasure she failed to see he was running out of breath until he started bucking under her. "Oops silly me," she giggled like a little girl. He gulped in breath under her before she once again ground her bottom onto his face. He groaned under her as she placed all her weight on his face. Once again she let him up for air before shuffling back slightly. "Now get my pussy nice and wet slave, so I can ride that rock hard cock of yours," she quipped. He eagerly got to work this time eliciting a sigh of pleasure from her. I watched jealously as he worshiped her syrupy pussy. Mistress looked at me and then down at his cock. I followed her gaze to see precum glistening on the head of his turgid cock. She looked at me and licked her lips. Did she really want me to do this I wondered. She wanted me to lick another man's cock, or was this a test to see if I was gay. Strangely my heart started hammering in my chest and I realized I so much wanted to do it! She cocked her head looking at me inquisitively a mischievous grin on her lips. She knew the turmoil inside my head as I sank to my knees beside her. Placing both hands either side of his hips I stared mesmerised at his pulsing cock head, my mouth watering as I did. Was I really such a fag I worried. I consoles myself that I was in fact being ordered to do this by my Mistress. I looked up into her eyes and she smirked. Of course I was a fag! Her sissy fag I mused as my tongue snaked out taking my first taste of another man's cock! The texture was strange, soft and spongy and the heat wow it was so hot from the blood pulsing inside. Then my tongue hit the pearl of precum and the taste of him exploded in my mouth. Musky! Salty! Metallic.........and oh so manly. I shuddered as he shuddered at my questing tongue. Mistress was leaning forward getting a good view of the action and no doubt making him think that it was she who was licking him. Indeed reaching forward she slipped the panties over his hips, he wriggled allowing her to do so. His cock free it sprang to life and as it did I caught it taking the bulbous head into my mouth. I heard him groan in pleasure under Mistress and she winked at me as I gobbled a few more inches into my mouth. "Get me a cock ring," she whispered. Somewhat reluctantly I allowed the hot turgid cock to slip from my mouth and hurried to get the cock ring. Mistress took it from me and slipped it into place causing him to buck and groan. One ring around the root of his balls making them bulge purple and ripe, the other around the root of his cock trapping the blood inside. It also meant of course that there was no way he could cum! "Shut up slave......you cum when I say.....and did I tell you to stop licking my pussy," she growled. "No Mistre....." His answer muffled by her descending pussy. Once again she indicated I should suck his cock and to my surprise I eagerly got into place. I realised I should not be surprised after all I was giving pleasure to someone else, all be it a slave.....but a man! I was ashamed and pleased in equal measure but his cock was soon deep in my mouth. I could however only take about half the length of his cock before the gag reflex kicked in so I wicked the top half and stroked the lower. As my hand circled his girth I once again marvelled at its size. "Continue sucking," commanded Mistress as she started to rise. I could not help but smile around the mouth full of cock as he got the biggest surprise of his life. He must have realised as Mistress stood who was sucking his cock because he lifted his head eyes popping open in shock, red colouring his face, then he began to buck! Mistress placed her booted foot in the centre of his chest and using her weight hold him down. "Not gay.....well a certain big girl seems to be enjoying herself!" she chuckled. He shuck his head violent. "Mistress... I'm not....I thought it was you sucking my cock!" he protested. "Really!...you thought your Mistress would deign to suck your cock?...." she paused. "Perhaps you don't belong here....don't want to be my slave!" she growled. "No Mistress......I....I....want....." He simpered almost girlishly. His cock throbbed in my mouth and I watched his head sink back down, to tighten the screw I licked the underside of his rampant cock causing him to gasp with pleasure. "Well it seems both my......girls are enjoying themselves....." she chuckled. "But enough Davina I have need of that big cock.....after all you have never supplied me with anything as big," she smirked watching me blush. So I knelt by the side of her slave as she stepped either side of his hips before lowering herself onto his cock pressing it against his stomach. He groaned at this new pleasure no doubt eager to get some heterosexual pleasure. "Well Davina.....time to guide a real cock into you wife's pussy," she winked. I was burning with humiliation but also burning with lust, after all this was a subs fantasy come true! As she lifted her hips I took his cock and placed it against her moist....no dripping pussy lips. I must admit I had never seen her this excited and wondered was it the thought of the pleasures to come from this monster cock or her domination of us? Both I hoped as I watched the monster slip inside her stretching her wide as it did! She crooned her pleasure as inch after inch slipped inside her. "Oh fuck Danny....this is soooo fucking hot," the mask of Mistress slipping as she revelled in the pleasure. I must admit a pang of jealousy hit me, but then what could I do, I had been given a pathetically small cock. I regained a hint of pride in knowing that I could pleasure her with my tongue when she wanted, but then was that what all shrimp dicked wimps thought.....no it takes a big cock to please a woman I blushed. Through my daydreaming Mistress had now started to slowly hump his cock. I watched it slip wet and sticky from her pussy before she lowered her hips taking it back in with a sloppy squelch! Slowly her tempo increased until she was soon bouncing up and down on his hot turgid cock. His groans of pleasure were mixed with grunts of pain as she slammed her weight down crushing his arms that were pinned under him. I watched in awe as her orgasm shook her body and she ground her pussy onto his cock causing him to groan in delight and frustration. Of course the cock ring was stopping any chance of his cumming inside her. She pleasures herself twice more before finally lifting off his still turgid cock. He was a writhing sweaty exhausted mess but his eyes were filled with lust, I could see he so much wanted to cum! Reaching down she caressed his balls. Carefully she removed the cock ring which meant of course he would be able to cum, and at the slightest touch it seemed by his groan of pleasure. "Do you want to cum my pet?" she crooned. "Yes....oh yes please Mistress," he gushed. "Well of course you can my pet, but I'm not going to be doing it.....my sissy husband is," she quipped. His eyes grew round as he looked at me. To make him squirm I licked my lips. "No please no.......I'm not gay.....I want you to..." "I don't care what you want....." stormed Mistress. "So if you really want to cum?......you have about five minutes to decide.." she left the statement hanging. I could see the lust in his eyes, Mistresses domination had sent him wild but the thought of me sucking him off.....was that a step too far. "I suppose so," he mumbled. I made to take his turgid cock in my mouth but Mistress stopped me a wicked grin on her lips. "Oh no you need to ask nicely," she snickered. He sucked in a deep breath emotions warring inside him. "Please Mistress......Ple..." "Not me slave......My sissy husband," she interrupted. He looked daggers at me and I smiled sweetly knowing full well how much this was costing him. But I also realised Mistress was also pressing the right buttons. Throughout our exchange his cock had not wilted one jot, in fact it was rock hard! Once again he took a deep breath his body shuddering his cock twitching. "Please Sissy Davina.....Please may I come?" he whimpered. "Mmmm you want me to suck your cock," I mused making Mistress chuckle. "Yes please Davina....Please, please suck my cock." "Sort of like your sissy girlfriend," I giggled. "One minute left!" Intoned Mistress, I could hear the smirk in her voice but I had him pinned with my gaze. "Yes oh yes.....my girlfriend...sissy girlfriend...just..... Please......please," he begged. I took half of his cock in one go and he bellowed his pleasure. Two or three strokes later his hot gooey spunk was shooting into my mouth. I almost gagged at the geezer of spunk only managing to really taste him after the third gulped mouth full. His spunk was strong and distinctly manly and I guzzled it down readily, thrilled at my pathetic status of cum dump! Exhausted he slumped down as Mistress strolled chuckling from the room. I helped him out of the arm binder and to get dressed. Then a somewhat cowed Maxine shuffled out of the door. From that moment on Mistress gained more and more slaves. So much so she gave up her job and took on a full time role as Mistress. Georgina and Maxine became regular clients and I got more and more involved with Mistresses work. I became a nanny for an adult baby, helped a rubber gimp into his suit and even more boxes of slaves toys appeared in the garage. On one occasion I became the Mistress.....Tranny Mistress, allowing Mistress to sit and watch me train him, giving pointers as she did! Mistress even took on a female slave who claimed she was not a lesbian. She did however lick Mistresses pussy to her satisfaction in fact Mistress said I may have a rival pussy licked making us both blush. Home wise I took on all the domestic work, Penny allowed me to leave the night shift work, because, as she said she made enough money for the both of us. She even allowed me to sometime wear my maids uniform around the house and when doing so call her Mistress.....heaven! ************************************************************************* NOTE TO READERS. This story is a labour of love but it is a labour so if you enjoyed it please leave a comment. Critiques, no thank you this is not Pulitzer material. ************************************************************************.