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A sissy called Jezebel Part XXVII- Jezebel has been sissynapped, hir
three primary captors are told by the militia leader to have some fun
with 'it', and leave 'it' somewhere nearby.
I am freezing. I am so cold, I am shivering convulsively. I am tied
back to the car seat, some kind of blanket is thrown on me, I am sure
my teeth are chattering like crazy.
"Here take a shot, we need you to warm up." A flask of liquor is held
up to my mouth. I take a slug. The burning liquid goes down.
"Take these." I feel pills being forced into my mouth. "Leave them on
your tongue, show them to me," I comply. "Now take another hit, and
swallow." The pills go straight down. "Open wide, show us your tongue."
My tongue is grabbed and they look under my tongue and the roof of my
mouth. "Good gurl." It's got to be a party drug, like Ecstasy or its
millions of variants. They want me high for this, and horny.
With that, the car takes off. I can tell by the conversation in the
car, that the three that get to 'use me' for their reward, are Val,
Beth, and the Corporal that sounds like a little rat. The conversation
shifts from the McCarthurs (and other major clan families) are
powerless to stop the mighty militia, all men (and I guess sissies)
must be/will be destroyed, and some version of they're fuck my brains
out, make me bow-legged, make me scream like a bitch, split me in half,
okay blah blah, any Sissy that is sexually active has heard these kind
of boasts a million times, but with this crew, I can tell, they want to
make me pay. They loathe me because I am a sissy, but also for my
family, as well. I am very, very concerned about fate. (Which I know
is exactly what they want.) I just think to myself, you left such a
crowded place, there are hundreds of witnesses.
We drive for a short time. We are definitely going uphill and winding.
Then we park. My nipples get twisted, really hard. I whimper. My legs
are pulled apart. They start using various keys on my chastity. The
militia must have master keys! Almost all chastities have master keys
that are supposed to be only at hospitals, police departments, and
special certified locksmiths. Mistresses are constantly losing them.
They are small and easy to drop and you take them out and pretend to
flush them down the toilet and then you actually do it, because you're
stinking drunk. Or you make the sissy swallow it, and gets stuck in
hir intestines. That kind of thing. Cutting us out of our chastities,
by design, is super dangerous and difficult. Enter the master key
ordinance to save us sissies from our drunken, forgetful, or
occasionally robbed, owners.
"I can't believe they make hir wear a chastity belt, what is this, the
1800's?", says Val. Then 'click.' "There you go, that's the ticket!"
My chastity is unlocked. My clitty is set free and the base of my butt
plug is also unlocked and removed. They have access to my sissy hole
and they mean to use it.
"Do you like being out of your chastity little gurl?"
I shake my head no.
"Are you ashamed?"
I nod my head, I start tearing up. I feel so exposed. I really don't
like being out of it at all, and certainly not around these hateful
people.
"A good sissy is always locked up tight, right?"
I nod.
"So you are a bad sissy, and you know what happens to bad sissies?" I
shake my head. "They get fucked, and they get fucked hard, now get out
of the car and beg us to fuck you, you whore!"
I have no choice, I get out of the car completely blind and kneel on
the ground, I am sure I've been videoed all along. I beg them to fuck
me, I beg them as sincerely and as enthusiastically as I can, but I am
sobbing while I do it.
"That's just pathetic," says Beth. I feel something cold being poured
on my chest. I gasp. It's liquor. They pull me up to standing, and
pour even more on my breasts. Some of my captors, perhaps all of them,
lick and suck the liquor off my tits. They are clearly passing the
bottle around, as well.
"Beg us again, but this time you refer to yourself as a 'dirty
McCarthur whore', and you better be convincing."
They push me back to my knees. I give it my all. I say the words. I
do 'feel' dirty for saying them, because I am slandering my family.
"Well, if you insist., but first because you are a dirty little whore,
go suck on it."
I look up, do you mean?
"Suck on your little clitty, you dirty whore."
"Hey give hir a drink as well," says Corporal rat face. They pour a
shot on my crotch.
They pull off my hood, although I am still wearing my blindfold. They
take off my blindfold, and I see that I am in the woods. My three
abductors are covering their faces by wearing gaiters with a skull
head, a symbol of militias, it's very intimidating. They push me down
so I am sitting on the ground with my legs spread.
"Don't make us tell you again."
This is so wrong for me to do, so forbidden. So unnatural. A good
sissy is penetrated , a good sissy does not derive pleasure from hir
clitty, that's soooo 'masculine', yuck. That's what men do; I am not a
man! But I've seen the porn, 'sissies unlocked' is a title you see all
the time. 'Sissies suck party.' 'Sissies jacking it.' I've seen my
sisters' friends looking at that stuff, they've made me watch and just
laugh at me for getting grossed out. I can't say that in a moment of
curiosity, I haven't sucked on my own chastity for a moment, I mean
with all the stretching we do it's pretty easy. I just figured out
very quickly, that I didn't like the feeling at all. I felt ashamed.
Of course, I've got zero choice in the matter. I double over and lift
my hips a little, and suck on my 'tadpole'. Their response is almost
automatic, my captors have dropped their pants and they are jacking it,
hard. Masturbating and groaning. I get an unwanted surprise. I'm
responding. I'm getting an, oh I hate the word, 'erection', I'll call
it a stiffie. I really can't stand the 'E word.' I'm really grossed
out by all of this, I wonder why am I......then it hits me, the pills
some of them had to be viagra or something like that. Oh no! They
make me stop, and they all laugh at my tiny stiffie. I start to cry.
I really hate this. They force me back down, tell me to really work
it. I jab up and down, making a show out of it. All three of them
climax. They stop me, and make sure to video really close up the
'evidence' of my supposed 'arousal.'
"Okay foreplay is over, now it's showtime."
They pick me up and place me face down on the car hood. My ankles are
tied to the hood of the car. They all have taken their belts off and
they really let me have it on my back, my ass, my thighs, even, my
feet. Val then shows me a really big dildo. Hey, I can take the large
ones, but I need some time, and some patience from my Mistress, as I
slowly work it in. I'll be lucky if they even lube it. All three of
them start spitting on my ass crack. It's spite lube. Val has
strapped on the dildo and walks behind me. I just try to relax as much
as possible. Val, of course, just starts ramming it in. I howl. They
laugh. She takes it out, they spit on it some more. Repeat. Val, of
course,'wins' the battle. Turned on by my suffering, she takes it to
the hilt. I howl again. I feel like I am being impaled on a sword. I
notice that rat face and Beth are making out and rubbing each other
privates. Val pegs me for a few more minutes and then pulls out. She
drops her trousers and then climbs onto the car and slides down the
windshield and mounts my face. "Make me hard bitch." I immediately
lick her vagina. I concentrate on her large clitoris. Val's really
well endowed in this department. Her clitoris engorges, as she moans
away. Now, I know why the dildo was so large, it wasn't just
punishment and domination, it was also to get me really loose back
there. "Suck on it, bitch. I want to feel the suction." I give her a
'feminist' blow job, and suck on her clitoris, which is sticking out of
its fleshy hood. She stands up and walks off the front of the car. My
ass is being slathered in lube. Now, she wants the easiest of entries.
"Fuck hir!" says the audience of two. Val does penetrate me. I do
feel it going in. I moan, but I am faking it, in another world, where
Val wasn't, well, completely evil, I would be turned on by getting
fucked for reals, by a womyn, but even an extra large clitoris, is
still barely getting in there, more than a few inches. Val of course
is loving every second of this, as she pounds away. Insulting me with
every thrust, calling me every dirty name on the planet. In a few
minutes, she's screaming, climaxing, and howling to the moon. And just
like that, it's over. I still have my stiffie, I am sure they filmed
it, so my humiliation can be made public. They pull up their pants and
they untie me. They make me lie in the dirt and they take turns
pressing their boots on my neck, perhaps harder than most submissions I
get, but not excessive. Val holds up my chastity and my plug. "You
want this?"
I nod.
"Too bad"
She throws them hard right over my head, and right over a cliff, which
I just see for the first time. I hear the faintest noise as it hits.
'Oh fudge,' I say to myself.
"Go fetch, bitch."
They laugh at me, jump into the car and pull out. I am now completely
naked standing in the woods, but at least I know where I am, I'm on
'make out point', near the observatory. As the car turns the corner, I
see them dump out my clothing and my, well Hepzie's, purse. They're
not being 'nice', they are being smart. If they keep my property, it
is stealing, from my mother, a real crime. I'll never find my chastity
in the dark, and I don't have a key to lock it, and I can't even put it
on at the moment because they must have given me multiple doses of
vitamin 'V' and it's still 'stiff city' down there. I walk over to my
clothing and other belongings which are just everywhere. I am
absolutely freezing, so I quickly dress. The purse has a big dent in
it, but it stayed closed. I have my back up chastity in there, and a
back up plug. Always be prepared, says mother. More importantly, I
have my little crappy sissy phone. I look at it. Twenty missed calls.
Mother must have figured out that I 'left' the dance. I open it, and
call back.
"Jezebel! Shut up everyone. Oh thank the goddess."
"Mother, I am all right."
I give mother a short rundown of recent events.
"Mrs. Blount was supposed to pick you from the dance and take you to
the sleepover with hir spawn, but she couldn't find you. Your video
showed you dancing, still, which made no sense. Several of your
friends said you left with Valkyrie J?ger for a break and that you
never came back. Then someone that works for the country club said
that they had seen a sissy being 'escorted' into a car. So we were
pretty sure it was you."
"Tell hir that we were all really concerned, and we are happy sie's
Okay."
Wait, that's Ismeralda's voice. It is followed by "hush dear."
That's Mistress Parker's voice. Okay as freaked out as I am right now,
the fact that mother and Valerie have clearly 'hooked up' and had a
four way with a mother daughter team, wow, that's actually kind of hot.
I mean Ismy is right up Val's alley, I mean she has a pulse, just
kidding, but tall, athletic, and stacked all good things and half of
mother's 'friends' from the old days were flings.
"I am going to pick you up, right now. This whole thing stinks to high
heaven. The second I heard you had 'left' without contacting me, and
this Val person being a pioneer, my mind leapt to disaster."
"Mother, I don't want to make you super paranoid, but the militia, well
they've played me like a fiddle. Am I bait? I might be bait for you.
I know that sounds really over the top....."
"I don't fucking care." Mother's upset, she doesn't swear like that in
front of friends.
"Also Mother, it's Saturday night, half the mountain here is probably
filled with horny McCarthurs, let me look at a few cars, I'm near a
very popular overlook."
"Okay, but you STAY on the PHONE, I mean," mother catches herself,
"stay on the phone dear, that's all I ask."
I start walking down the road to a nearby parking lot.
Most of the cars are steamed up. A few couples, or thrupples, or
whatever, are listening to music or just talking, but most of the cars,
are definitely rocking. I find a familiar car in just a few minutes.
It's cousin Piper! She's truly is one of my absolute best friends,
that's her heap, for sure. I see the Air force bumper sticker, and by
heap I mean it's a 1965 Lincoln Continental, even a sissy knows that's
a cool car.
"Mother, all is well, I am in front of Piper McCarthur's limo."
"Hold on."
"Wait...." I'm put on hold.
Mother is calling her. I was hoping to somehow not disturb them if
they are 'ahem' busy in there. Piper and I have always been best buds.
Most of my female cousins simply ignore us sissies. We are raised very
differently, run in our separate packs/gaggles, and I really don't
"know" them very well as people, unless they were friends with my
sisters. There is no rule saying sissies and females can't be platonic
friends, it just doesn't happen very often. Then there was geeky
cousin Piper, one year older, and we...just hit it off. We laughed at
the same things, both of us felt like outsiders, and we saw each other
constantly at family occasions which can be really dull when you are a
little kid. Talking to Piper was and is, just sooooo easy. At some
point we developed complete honesty. No secrets. We just tell things
to each other the way it is, or at least the way it feels to us. Piper
listens to be prattle on about fashion, I listen to Piper as she-
splains to me about supersonic jets. Mother simply adores Piper, who
stopped being shy and geeky, and became a Lacrosse super star and is
now completely obsessed with flying fighter jets for the Air Force
someday. Piper's a licensed pilot, she flew with mother and myself
just a couple months ago in a Cessna trainer, it was fantastic. Piper
doesn't know it, well I guess hold back one or two things from her (I
suppose my friends were telling me in confidence), all my sissy
gurlfriends have a huge crush on her. Now that Piper is dating womyn,
I have met her dates, and then get asked for a frank evaluation,
afterwards. We've even double dated a tiny bit, but we just ended up
ignoring our dates, telling stupid stories about each other. This
year, my precious Piper left for a private boarding school, not far
away, but a world away, it's a non-Matriarchy school. Piper has to
adapt to the 'outside' world if she's going to the Air Force Academy.
Male officers will be giving her orders, she needs to get used to it.
The window rolls down and Piper's head pops out. "Sie's right in front
of me, Mrs. M. No absolute verification. Two arms, two legs, and head
all attached to hir skinny body. Hair's a fright though. I'll call
back, I promise, if there are any problems. Hey, you're welcome, but
it's not a problem, anything for Jezzie if sie's in a pickle, Mrs. M.
Happy to help."
I smile at Piper. Just being in the mere presence of Piper is a HUGE
relief for me. 'Who else is in that car?' I wonder.
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