A sissy called Jezebel Part XVI
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A sissy called Jezebel Part XXIX- " Jezebel asks hir mother, "why can't
I find a nice womyn, who wants to shag my brains out, and then just
hold me tight and tell me sweet nothings, and then take me shopping,
and then you know, shag me again, but you know, in a caring, sensitive
way?"
I head over to cousin Macy giving her a very respectful curtsey.
"The Gurls are all asleep, your mother told me you had a rough evening,
why don't you go in the bathroom in the foyer and change into your
pretty nightie, sweetie. Then you can meet my friends." I grab my
overnight bag, and excuse myself to the powder room. The whole house
reeks of pot, making me wonder if Cousin Macy is totally stoned. I
change into my nightie. I was in such a rush, I didn't grab the usual
sleepover sissy chic, one of my really over the top ruffled and
beribboned numbers, instead I went accidentally with one of more
revealing numbers. A lacy fly away baby doll in lilac, with a sexy
ribbon tie right under my cleavage. So I may easily take the door prize
for 'most slutty', which means most likely sleeping with a dildo
strapped to my face. (Or something similar for being the sleepover
'tramp'.) Opps. I put on my matching robe, which is just wisp of sheer
net. I fix my face, and head back out. Now there are several womyn
waiting for me. They are all looking at me. I know that look, it's
the 'I'm a piece of meat' look.'
I curtsey. I don't even see cousin Macy. One of the womyn says, "spin
gurl. Slowly."
I very slowly twirl.
Another womyn says, "show us the famous tongue of yours."
I curtsey and then stick out my tongue. The womyn all smile and elbow
each other in the ribs.
"You're all bruised up, Mace said you had a rough night, what happened
babycakes?"
I give a very edited version of being sissy napped from the dance,
leaving out details of the Pioneers or the sheer numbers of kidnappers.
One of the womyn says, "well you are safe here sweetie, we're not going
let anything happen to you. Hey Mace, why don't you bring some of the
CBD oil out"
"You said you got pegged with a big dildo, and they didn't lube it.
Are you still sore in your sissy area?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Oh I love your voice sweetness, did your mommy have your vocal cords
cut?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Say, 'I'm such a naughty sissy'"
"I'm such a naughty sissy."
"Love it."
"Hey Mace, bring out the CBD suppositories, and an emena bag."
Cousin Macy returns with her supplies. "Strip dear, let Mary massage
this oil on your bruises."
I strip off my very revealing nightie and robe, and Mary rubs on my
bruises some sort of oil. It does feel great, but I am also feeling
dizzy. It's not just CBD, there's a bunch of THC in this product.
These womyn want me high. They bend me over and pull out my plug, and
insert the nozzle of an enema bag into my sissy hole and fill me up
with CBD oil. It hits me like a freight train. I go from light
headed, to totally stoned in about five seconds. Several of the womyn
pass around a bong, and the room gets really cloudy.
"What do you think Carol? Worth 10 or a half key?"
Carol smiles at me. "You know how I like them, bag hir up, and if
sie's as good as advertised, we'll work it out."
"Say I want to lick your pussy all night long Mistress Carol."
I say the words through the fog and the haze from my 'treatment.'
"Goddess, I love that voice."
I am taken into the bathroom, so I can release the oils from my boi-
pussy. Even stoned out of my gourd, I know I'm being traded for a drug
debt. Macy must owe a lot. "Here you go honey, stick this up your
sissy hole, and then use the plug. It's powerful medicine. I just
grin. I am so high. I insert the suppository, which is stamped with a
big marijuanna leaf and reinsert my butt plug.
"Honey, I need you to really focus on giving Mistress Carol a real good
time, she loves the McArthur tongue."
I nod. 'I'm never going to get to join the actual sleepover am I?', I
think only to myself.
I am taken into the mistress bedroom where there is an oversized
'empress' sized bed. Cousin Macy must like crowd scenes. There are
several womyn, in various stages of undress, all smoking from various
pipes and bongs. I am locked in leather arm splints with locking
buckles behind my back. Leather bondage mittens are locked over my
hands. My ankles are shackled together and then I am wriggled into a
full leather body bag that laces up the back. I am completely
immobilized and fully encased in leather. I am hoisted on to the bed
and my face is thrust into between the legs of my first (of many, many)
womyn I am to worship tonight. I start licking away, as my 'goddess'
directs me with little nudges and cues that all of us sissies learn, on
what technique, speed, friction and areas to concentrate on. These
womyn are horned up, and I can get them 'off' fairly quickly, but they
are in control of the pace. I am completely being 'hotboxed' at the
time, the room is swirling in smoke and my suppository is definitely
doing its 'job' on the inside. After one womyn climaxes, the next hops
in her place, and I start all over again. At some point Carol leaps
in, and I take her to three climaxes before she moves on. The only
'break' I get, is when someone feeds me some bites of brownies, 'to
keep my energy up.' Clearly edibles. I completely lose track of time
and frankly whether I am taking on 'new' womyn, or repeat 'customers.'
At some point, the lights turn off, and I am taken off the bed and
dumped on the floor, all tied up. In no time, I completely cramp up,
my limbs go to sleep and I have that 'dead limbs' feeling, and I have
to take a leak, badly.
I whimper, some.
No response.
I really don't want to wet myself, and I am sure I am going to get in a
lot of trouble if I soil this very expensive bag I am sewn into.
Just as hit the point of no return and decided to yell until someone
wakes up, one of the many womyn on the bed gets up because her cell
phone goes off.
"Mistress, please I am so sorry, and I crave forgiveness but I am about
to 'blow blad; in this expensive body bag."
"So what slave , you're wearing a diaper."
"I am not my mistress, I am commando."
"Really?! Fucking amatures. So you can't hold it in?"
"Mistress, please, I am really just at the point of no return and I
don't want to make a mess, I am so very sorry."
Someone on the bed says, "Belle, you are already up, just untie hir,
the gear is really expensive."
"Fuck me. Okay."
A very groggy Belle does have knowledge regarding bondage gear, she
unbinds me fairly quickly. Then the blood comes flowing back into my
limbs and goddess does it hurt. I whimper and gasp, but try to stay
silent. I can't stand, so I drag myself to the toilet, and then cimb
up it. Once seated, oh it feels so good. I was so full.
I crawl back my legs still barely functioning. Belle reaches under
the bed and drags out a sissy pet bed, and says "night." I crawl into
the bed, and it feels like one second has passed and light is streaming
into the bedroom.
Macy kicks the bed. "Rise and shine, Get back on the bed dear." I get
on the bed. "Lie back and spread eagle." My ankles and my wrists are
strapped to the bed, and a pillow is placed under my head. "Want some
breakfast, dear?" The first of several womyn mount my face and I back
to 'working in the oral sex mine' giving morning 'quickies' to my
dominants, who appear to be insatiable. I look over between mountings
, and they are truly lined up. (I know womyn are from Venus and
sissies are from Uranus, but sometimes, we sissies just want to cuddle
and be held, and be told that we are pretty and dainty. Why are most
womyn just so..... so, well, obsessed with just getting their 'rocks
off'?) Most of the womyn sit on my chest and wrap their legs around my
head, and squeeze hard. Some prefer the 'reverse cowgirl' method and
rest on their knees, that way they can pinch my tities or bat my
chastity cage around, for fun. At some point Macy walks in and
announces that my mother is coming by to pick me up. As I continue to
'satisfy' my next 'customer', they plot against me. They decide to
text my mother that I had been very naughty and had disobeyed orders
from them. That way they can gag me, so I guess I won't 'tattle' on
them? This is clearly a 'stoner' plan, probably not built on the best
foundation of logic.
I am unstrapped and let up. Immediately, gagged. At least I am allowed
to go to the bathroom. Then I am bent over a 'whipping rack' and
various womyn tan my hide, I guess as evidence of my alleged
'misdeeds'. I do cry, but my tears are really of frustration, I never
got to go to the sissy sleepover, I spent the whole night pleasuring
multiple womyn, and my 'thanks' is being framed by them, to cover their
tracks, in this 'half baked' scheme. My nightie is literally thrown in
my face. "Get dressed, your mother is here."
I'm led out, my night bag thrust in my arms. Macy is recounting my
numerous 'sins' to Mothers. "How dare you, Jezebel, you little spoiled
little brat, how dare you violate the rules of a hostess's household."
Mother has her cat o nine tails out and she cracks it, inches from my
face. She grabs me and just as she is about to pull me on to her lap,
she winks at me, on the sly. Just as I fall onto her lap. I realize,
mother knows this is all B.S.
She raises her cat-o-nine tail, and then says "Macy I am confused, why
when I bumped into two different mothers outside, neither of their
sissies said that they ever saw my spawn, last night? In fact they
were confused why I was here in the first place?"
"Well Jezebel got here so late that I am sure gurls were fast asleep,
when sie arrived."
"That's strange, because you said hir first problem was talking and
then making a big scene. Also, why does sie simply reek of pot, your
whole house stinks, but with my sissy, it's coming out of every pore?"
"She stole it, from us"
"You didn't tell me that in your text. All these welts on hir ass,
they're completely fresh. You waited minutes before my arrival to
correct her?"
"I...we..."
"And you were so stupid and or stoned, you didn't even try to fix up
hir makeup, all those smears across hir cheeks, you'd have to blind to
not see you've been humping hir face, I guess all night, look at these
bruises on hir arms and ankles from you strapping hir down."
"We had to tie hir down, sie was so wild....."
"Just shut up Macy, I sent my spawn over for a sleepover, and you...you
passed hir around, behind my back, because I told you hir video camera
was busted. This was total bait and switch! Good day!"
Mother pats my rump, the universal signal for get off my lap, she grabs
my hand and drags me out the door. Mother is cursing up a storm, as we
head to the car. She basically shoves me in the car and then gets in
the driver's seat. It dawns on her I am still gagged. "Take that off
Dear, we should probably give that back."
I point at the back and shake my head. "Oh crap, it's locked. So much
for my dramatic exit. Wait here." She turns on the car and lowers all
the windows and opens the sunroof, "Goddess you reek dearie, you are
going to stink up my car."
Mother returns to the front door and rings the doorbell, and then
starts knocking. No response. "Macy, I just need the key to the
fucking ball gag, so I can give it back. It's not a trick, I just
don't want to be forced to cut it off. Seriously Macy act like a
fucking adult, how are going to return the remaining sissies to their
mothers?"
The key is dropped through the mail slot. Mother storms back to the
car, she is really pissed. She unlocks my gag, and throws the key and
the gag into the bushes, and gives the house the one fingered salute,
from both hands, and we tear off.
We shoot down the block and then mother stops the car. She screams.
"I am going back and punching her lights out." She turns the car
around.
"Mother, mother, it's not worth it. It really isn't."
"Did I ask your opinion sissy gurl? No, I did not!!" Mother is yelling
at me, inches from my face. "I should have left the fucking ball gag
on, if I have to listen to YOU tell ME what to do!" Mother suddenly
jams on the brakes, again.
'Why the fuck am I yelling at you?" She starts to cool off. "You are
right dear. Well you are partially right, you are totally worth it,
but THEY are not. I am sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I
thought I was taking you to a 'safe space', and I am really, really
pissed that they got you stoned, and they lied, and passed you around
without asking my permission. Which I would have denied, because you
needed to rest. Okay, I need to calm down before I run someone over,
and I need to air you out, my little pothead." She pulls over to a
community park.
"Darling, I want your stinky hide out of this car, but please fix you
'tramp smear', let's not advertise to the entire park what a little
vixen you are," mother says jokingly. Also bend over, I have your
sissy vitamins. Mother expertly injects me with my daily hormones.
"Mother's little helpers."
"Okay skunkweed gurl, out of my car with you." The fact that I am
dressed in a racy babydoll, isn't that big of a deal. We are dead
center in one of the Matriarchy's planned communities, this one is
"Eve's Garden.' The park is filled with young sissies playing in party
dresses, an outdoor exercise class for sissies, dressed in revealing
spandex, and so forth. Mother hands me my coat from last night, it's
quite brisk. As we walk to a park bench, mother says, "what is really
bothering me right now, is that you are probably still high as a kite
and you are making more sense than me."
"Mother, I have said two sentences to you this morning, this is my
third."
"So you basically saying less is saying more; that would be a first for
you chatty sassy. Okay tell me what happened."
Mother takes a thermos out of her hand bag and pours us both a cup of
coffee. I can tell from the smell there is hot cocoa in the coffee. I
never get chocolate, which I adore, what a treat. Mother is definitely
trying to make up, in her own way, for a crappy evening.
I give her a rundown of what happened at Macy's house.
"You know I don't regret forking your tongue, but there is such a
'mystique' about it, everyone wants to ride a McCarthur sissy, and have
the thrill from the 'magical' tongue. Sometimes, I wonder if I will
make the same decision for your sissy-sters?"
I think to myself, 'she is absolutely going to fork their tongues, it's
tradition.'
"You think I am just mentally masturbating on that point, little missy
I can read you like a book and you are probably still a little stoned."
I nod and I giggle.
"So that sounded like just the relaxing evening, I envisioned for
you."
"Not quite the cuddle party I was hoping for, Mother. Womyn! What the
hell mommy. They just let their clitori do all the thinking. I swear
to the goddess, I didn't see all their faces, but I saw some of the
same vulvas four or five times. Not so much as a pat on the head.
Just "next!" Why can't I find a nice womyn, who wants to shag my
brains out, and then just hold me tight and tell me sweet nothings, and
then take me shopping, and then you know, shag me again, but you know,
in a caring, sensitive way? "
"She's out there honey. She'll show up in her shining armor riding on
her flying unicorn, and whisk you away to a land of candy cane trees
and lakes of soda pop."
I giggle for a pretty long time, because it is funny, but I am also
coming down from a lot of pot. "Mother my perfect match has already
been snatched away from me, I'm not the only tramp in this family?" I
give her the 'look.'
Mother turns a little red. "I don't answer to you, little Miss Missy,
you are not my supervisor!" Mother points her finger right at my
forehead. "But what the hell, it is a good story. When I came back to
the bowling alley from dropping you off at the dance, the Buxum Bombers
had already shellacked Breasts, Biceps & Brains and I couldn't find my
girlfriend or Ismeralda. So Izabella and I went looking for them, and
of course we find them getting stoned on pot, in the parking lot.
Well, it had already been a stressful evening, so I had a drag or two,
and that shit is strong. So we decided to make arrangements to keep
our vehicles overnight at the bowling alley, and took an Uber to our
home."
I just bat my eyes at mother and smile.
"You little so and so. I mean Ismy and V were necking and...."
I just coquettishly cover my mouth with my hand.
"Look not all of my old friends are also my old flames...."
"Yes mother, there must be an exception somewhere."
"You bratty smart aleck, I can't think of one at the moment, anyhow
yes, Bella and I dated sometime back in the Dark Ages. When I didn't
have obnoxious children, making me miserable. Happy?"
"Est?tic Mother. Do tell."
"So we decided to fire up the hot tub, and you know I can't stand the
smell of pot, so we wanted to keep it outside of the house."
"A mother-daughter team, mother? How risque......"
"We didn't switch off. I mean, ahem, we did a little, but......I....why
in the world am I allowing you question to ME about MY sex life?"
"Confession is good for the soul, Mother."
Mother just glares at me but smirks as well. We both laugh. It has
been a shitty night, well mostly for me, but my mother must be having
some major trust issues.
"Well rest assured Ismeralda still is madly in love with you. She may
have had a good time, but her heart still burns for thouest, my dear."
"You mean Mistress V hasn't wrecked her for all other sissies and
womyn?"
"Apparently not, little Miss Smartass. Of course, we get the call that
you 'disappeared' from the dance, and that put a damper on things."
"And after I was dropped off by the always fantastic Piper to Cousin
Macy's house of merry and mary jane?"
"Well if you must know?"
"I must mother, I simply must."
"I was still upset, and Bella was there to uhmmmm 'reassure me' in my
time of distress. She's a very caring lover."
"And Ismy and Bella rode off together on their flying unicorn....the
end."
Mother and I both laugh for a while. "You still absolutely reek and we
can't be late for a very important meeting, since I called for said
meeting. There is no time to get back to the house for a shower, and I
can't have you smelling like a used 'joint' with the matriarchs of the
McArthur clan convening, so I am taking you to the truck stop and we'll
hose you off there."
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