A sissy called Jezebel Part XVI
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A sissy called Jezebel Part XV - An exhausted Jezebel is taken to sissy
nap time at the Templeton Academy: where young womyn become dominatrixes
and sissies are crushed into submission. Is Jezzie going to have a
restful, restorative nap, or perhaps a sexy nightmare?
The headmistress grabs my hand and pulls me into the hallway and takes
me to the nap room. Mistress Kennoch is the monitor for the nap today.
My classmates are dressed in all sorts of wonderful frillies, baby dolls,
night gowns, and teddies, in a rainbow of colors and veritable tsunami of
lace, ribbons and fish net. They are all chatting away gaily while lying
down on the soft floor of the napping room, finding lacy pillows to rest
on, and pulling up the sheer sheets, to at least keep the most blatant
sexual activity from occurring under said sheets. One after another they
lie down next to their latest sissy crush, a friend, or simply the next
classmate.
I see Mai, for the first time since we started the morning in the atrium,
waiting by Mistress Kennoch. Mai looks completely distraught. The tears
are flowing and sie is visibly shaking. Mistress Kennoch leads us to a
far corner for a little privacy and walks away. Mai and I hug and sie
tells me how worried sie was and how horrible the attack must have been.
They say the sickness is often harder on the family members than the
person that gets sick. Mai has probably had to listen to all sorts of
rumors, sie tells me that most of the school was sure I was in a coma and
that Gina and hir friends had cut the chastity off by cutting off my
genitals. I hold her and just say everything is fine, and I was just a
'little' banged up. My being the calm reassuring one (in other words the
male in any movie from 1920 until well basically now) trying to comfort
the overly emotional female character, is a little different than our
usual roles.
Now ninety five percent of our sissy-gurlfriend relationship is based on
us doing each other's hair, painting our nails, trying on clothes, and us
talking about boys or womyn we like, but when we sleep together and we
spoon, Mai is always the outer spoon. Sie likes to cup my tits when we
sleep, and since hir chasity isn't locked up in a sheath and pushed up
between hir legs like mine, she likes to 'rest' it in my ass crack or
between my thighs. When we fuck with our double ended dido, Mai is
almost always on top. When Mai wants to risk breaking the rules that
forbid sissies receiving any pleasure from our sissy clitties, she has
had me suck on her clitty cage a few times, late at night, because sie
enjoys it. I've never been interested in getting a sissy 'blow job', so
I've never asked. Mai loves it when I 'eat out' hir boi-pussy (after she
has carefully cleaned hirself out multiple times). I'll lick and stick
my tongue in her ass just like a womyn's vagina for hours if sie wants,
but Mai has never really offered to reciprocate. When we have sex, it is
almost always when Mai iniiates, which is almost all the time because we
are both super horny teenagers.
Now am I the traditional female and Mai's the dude in our relationship?
No, not really. Our mothers probably thought my tendency to be a little
more passive and Mai's to be a little more aggressive was probably just a
good fit. I've never really been exposed to a 'traditional' heterosexual
relationship between a man and a woman, but every relationship I've seen
between two womyn has had on some level a slightly more dominant partner,
like Valarie is with my mother. Does my mother ever throw Valarie on the
bed and fuck her like a stallion, sure, because they don't have rigidly
'assigned' roles and neither do Mai and I. Mai comes more easily while on
top,(well good for hir), and I like the sensation of being 'crushed' into
the mattress, (although Mei is lighter than me, that bitch); we are both
coming because a dildo is penetrating us in our boi-pussies. Let's face
it, that's not butch. Mai loves playing with my larger (but in my opinion
still very petite) breasts; Mai has told me that sie is insecure about
her 'little Asian tities' and gets too 'lost in her head' if I 'make them
'too much the center of attention' when we fool around. If Mai was not
constantly initiating sex, like forty times a night, then sure I would
probably wake hir up, but why ask for sex when your partner is 'humping
your leg' every five minutes. In fact, any sissy gurlfriend relationship
where one party really becomes dominant, perhaps starts disciplining the
submissive, or stops wearing panties and starts crossdressing into those
hideous boxers I see in the magazines, well that relationship would be
terminated by the parents and the one dominant gurl would probably be
sent off to somewhere for more therapy or hormones.
After a few minutes Mai calms down, I whisper that I have already cried
an ocean today, and that I love hir. We kiss for a while, then Mistress
Kennoch walks over and breaks us up. "I see Mai is feeling better, we
are not putting on a show today gurls. You can lie down, right there on
the edge in front of my desk and Mai you keep those hands of yours above
Jezebel's equator, she points at my hips, or else. She makes a slashing
motion across her neck. Mai nods and holds her hand up like sie is
promising. I am beyond exhausted. I can tell Mai wants to make out more,
but I am not defying Mistress Kennoch, and my lower lip is still split
and very tender. Mistress Kennoch walks back to the more troublesome
girls who had been previously caught being too handsy in the cuddle pile.
Several gurls are locked into circular gloves that look like ping pong
paddles. No way to get a grip on anything with those on. Several are
gagged for talking during quiet time or most likely sucking on body
parts. One gurl, Cherri, hir arms are locked behind hir back in a lace
up single glove, sie is also gagged, and finally put into ankle
restraints, since sie is a repeat offender and a chronic vibrator
smuggler. I walk back with Mai to the cuddle pile, right in front of
Mistress Kennoch's desk, while sie is still strapping in Cherri and I lay
back onto my beautiful gurlfriend. Sie puts her arms around me, with hir
hands that just happen to rest right on my petite sissy tits. "Gurls,
lights are being dimmed, pacifiers in, now, no more chit chat. Nighty
night." We all put our pacifiers in our mouths. I always find it very
comforting. I close my eyes. I am out like a light.
I dream that I am a spoiled son of a nobleman, being sent to my father's
estate in Jamaica. My transport ship is attacked by pirates and I placed
in a cage with several other younger lads. First we watch the captured
sailors, tortured for information about shipping routes and treasure.
They are killed in the most horrific ways. The captain approaches the
cage, and says to us, "hello my pretties, we are going to have tryouts
for serving wench. The most enthusiastic cock sucker of you may live to
see another day, but the rest of you will walk the plank."
The first of us, is dragged out of the cage. This one refuses to suck
any cocks. He is shot in the crotch and tied to a mast. His screams
fill the air. The next candidate falls to his knees and begins to suck
cock, but gags and starts to vomit. He is thrown overboard. I am
dragged out with another candidate. I am absolutely terrified, but I
begin to suck on each cock, I am offered. One after another, the pirate
cums in my mouth, and I told to open my mouth, show the sperm and then
swallow. After perhaps an hour of being fucked in the mouth by scores of
sex starved pirates, I am tied next to the other candidate. There is
much discussion about technique and enthusiasm. They also discuss which
of us would make a prettier 'wench.' They vote, and I win by a
landslide. The other lad's teeth were terrible, apparently. I feel
terrible for him, but I don't want to be killed. The runner up has a
cannonball shackled to his cock and balls and is picked up and casually
tossed over the side. The man tied to the mast isn't quite dead, but he's
tossed as well. "We have a winner, boys meet our new serving wench and
cum whore, Adelaide."
The pirates all cheer.
"Okay, well that was fun, well have the ship's Doctor cut off Adelaide's
balls, she won't have any use for those bits."
I scream "no!", and I am tied down in front of the whole crew, and I am
forced to watch, as the doctor removes each of my testicles from my
scrotum. The pain is horrible. The surgeon also shaves off my body hair
and I am dressed in my first dress, a Victorian gown, stolen off some
cargo ship. My legs don't work, so I am carried to the captain's
quarters and tied to his bed. "Rest my beauty. I will take my captain's
privilege and deflower this maiden, before the rest of the crew gets a
taste. , That night while still wrapped in bandages from my gelding,
the captain pushes up my legs and ties them to the headboard and fucks me
in my ass three different times the same night. I am in agony from my
'deflowering.' My tears and my whimpering only cause him to laugh at my
suffering.
I assume the role of serving wench. I exist to be a feminine 'fuck toy'
for the whole sex starved crew who haven't seen a woman in months. I
dress in a wardrobe of female attire. My now completely limp penis is
bound in a cage and forced by a metal guard between my legs. At any time
that I deviate from 'the illusion that I am a woman', I am tied to the
mast and whipped.
At any time a pirate can point at his crotch and I am to fall to my knees
and give him oral pleasure. I probably give scores of blow jobs every
day. In fact it is their semen that sustains me. Except a few limes, on
occasion, to prevent scurvy; I am fed almost nothing, except that 'which
I can coax from crews' loins.' I am truly a 'cum slut.' Several times a
week, I am tied face down over a barrel, with my legs spread wide, and
any passing pirate is free to fuck me, but if if there is a line, and
there almost always is a like, he gets five minutes or the whip from the
next guy in line. The rest of the time, I am cooking and serving food
for the Captain and his officers; the quartermaster, the navigator, the
doctor and his first mate. At night, I sleep on some pillows by the
Captain's bed, so he may use me as he wishes at a snap of his finger.
When ever we attack another ship, I live in mortal fear that the pirates
will capture a real woman and throw me overboard, as they have promised
to do, many, many times; but I wonder, if the Captain actually has any
real interest in a female, he takes great pleasure in subjugating me.
One night, we are attacked, not by a ship but by a sea monster. A huge
kraken. The monster is unstoppable, and tears the ship apart. It grabs
me, its writhing tentacles wrap around me, and then penetrate my butt and
my mouth. It tastes like fouls, fetid seaweed. The tentacles take me
towards its maw, and somehow it's hideous face looks like Gina. I wake
up with a terrible start.
Well I wake up because the headmistress is shaking me. She whispers,
"bad dream, sweety?" I nod. Mei is awake beneath me. "Oh I am sure Mei
was having some fun with you wiggling around like that," the headmistress
winks at Mei who is turning a little red around the face. "I'm going to
grab Jezebel for a few minutes, be a good gurl and go back to sleep."
Mei closes hir eyes, but I bet sie is going to be watching us leave. The
headmistress escorts me out of the napping room.
"Tell me about your dream, dear."
"It was pretty kinky Headmistress."
"Oh heavens," she says in mock surprise. "Go on, dear. Tell me every
lurid detail, although just stick to the highlights."
I tell her about the pirates, the rape scenes, the non-stop sex, and the
tentacle porn. I get to the kraken and I tell her that it looks like
Gina, and she laughs out loud.
"That's a pretty typical dream for a sissy. My undergrad was in
psychology, before I got my mistresses in education."
"Not all my dreams are quite that, ahem, hardcore. I have lots where I
meet my special someone, who completes me, you know down there," I point
at my behind, " but not like a whole ship of them."
"Your dream was you just processing a bunch of events that occurred to
you today. I can't say any imagery in your dream was terribly complex."
'I'm sure my next one will be my mother telling me to find the 'special'
plate or goblet and I spend the rest of the dream running around our
home, trying to find it, but I just can't quite find the sucker."
"A classic, not just for sissies."
"But maybe this is a dream. The milking ceremony, the whole day, it's
just the product of my overheated mind." I present my ass. The
Headmistress plays along and gives a sharp pinch. I yelp.
"Dang it, still here."
She takes me into the dressmaking classroom, which is now empty.
"The kraken reminds me of my dress I made for the dance, it's probably
ruined from the assault. I told the Gurls today when I was going to try
on my dress 'I was unleashing the kraken.' Sigh. I really loved that
dress."
"I was hoping to surprise you, but I guess it isn't' finished being
cleaned. The sissies of your dressmaking class, volunteered, to repair
your dress even before your acquittal and fixed it up, it is down in the
basement being cleaned right now. I was hoping to have it ready for you
to wear because we are going to have a press event in a few minutes.."
"Uhm Oh My Goddess."
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