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A sissy called Jezebel Part XXXVIII - Edging, pro-wrestling moves, side
saddle? What exactly are Jezebel and Ismeralda up to? All shall be
revealed.
Mistress Ismeralda starts fucking me at a very slow pace. A slow,
deliciously slow stroke out, and then a faster thrust deeper into me.
Over and over the pace barely changes, then she picks up, faster and
faster. I moan harder into the pillows. "Oh Goddess, oh Goddess, I am
getting close."
Mistress Ismy stops. And then, fairly slowly, starts to withdraw, until
the tip, just the mere, dang, tip, is inside of me.
Ismy whispers. "welcome to Edge-ville, population you. Who is in
control?"
"You are Mistress, always."
"Who decides if and when you come."
"You Mistress."
She kisses the back of my head.
"I can do this all night." Mistress Ismy starts the same agonizingly
slow pace. I whimper. I hate/love this or maybe I love/hate this, but
the loss of control, oooooohhhhhhh that is so sexy.
Of course the pace quickens, eventually and soon I am at that edge
again. I try to resist. I try to think unsexy thoughts. I bite on the
pillow. Nothing really helps. "Mmmmmmmmistress this miserable sissy is
very...."
She pulls out, completely, and climbs off the bed. She pats my butt.
"Stand up, Jezzie, I have a surprise for you. One that you have well
earned."
"Yes, Mistress."
I stand up. 'Come towards my voice...and get your just reward."
'I don't like the sound of that,' I think to myself as I walk towards
Ismeralda.
Suddenly, I am screaming, my mind has caught up to the events. I am
yelling because Ismy has thrown a glass of ice water at me. I am
suddenly drenched in icy cold water.
"You looked thirsty Jezzie, aren't you going to thank your thoughtful
Mistress for getting you a glass of cold water?"
I smile, because what else can you do but smile. "Yes Mistress, you are
so very kind to this sissy, thank you."
"I am probably going to spoil you, in fact I think I have, here."
I yelp in surprise, because something hits my face and I can't see it.
But it's obviously a towel. "Dry yourself off, I have spoiled you, you
are a spoiled, pampered little princess, and it's my duty as your
Mistress to set things right.
I towel myself off and then hear a slapping noise that all of us sissies
instinctively know what it is, the sound of our mistresses slapping
their thighs. It is the signal to get on my lap, you stupid bitch.
(Okay, I added the last part, although, it's completely accurate.) She
continues the slap, so I can walk towards her while blindfolded. Ismy
using a cutesy, playful tone, says "C'mon my little Schlampe. Who's
going to get hir butt beaten? You are! My little fee. Are you a little
fee that's going to get spanked?"
She grabs my hand and guides me onto her lap. "Comfy, my little fee?"
Her muscular thighs clamp onto my chastity, holding it tightly.
I nod. "Yes, Mistress." I'm not just playing along, I do find 'going
over the lap' of a strong, dominant womyn very comforting. "Do you know
what 'fee' means?"
"No, mistress."
"It means fairy!" Continuing our theme of tonight, mistress Ismeralda
rains down both insults in German as well as spanks on my bare ass. My
darling Ismy is a very good spanker. It is a sexy spanking. The kind
of spanking that gets my rockets running. She picks up the pace, once
again I feel that same surge building. She must sense my more ragged
breathing, as I begin to moan. She stops and massages my now red
cheeks. Caressing them, as she now calls me by several endearments in
German. She then takes her index finger and inserts it in my sissy-
hole. I squirm as she inserts her middle finger as well and begins to
manipulate my prostate. I am suddenly moaning like a banshee. "You
like this? It's my version of the 'finger bang' you did in the car."
"Yes, Mistress."
"Well too bad, I'm clearly not as nice as you." She pulls out and
returns to spanking me. "When do you come?''
"When you decide, Mistress."
She picks up the pace on my very tender butt cheeks, once again my
breath becomes ragged. I try so hard not to get aroused. Just as I am
about to raise my hand, Ismeralda stands up causing me to roll off her
lap and onto the floor. (There's a deep pile shag carpet in front of
the 'spanking' chairs, just for this reason. A little toss to the floor
shouldn't lead to a stress fracture.)
'Stand up."
I stand.
"Curtsey and hold it."
I curtsey, even though I don't have a skirt to raise, I pantomime it.
I wait. Nothing. Of course just as I 'relax' just a millimeter, the
ice water hits me right square center of my body. I yell. How can you
not? Even expecting it. It's such a shock. She just leaves me standing
there, in a curtsey dripping wet.
After more time passes, I have no idea was it two minutes? Ten? I just
don't know. A towel hits me in the face again. I towel off.
"Good gurl. Get back on the bed. Spread your ass cheeks wide." She
snaps her fingers. (Which means, don't verbally respond to the command
or curtsey, just do it, immediately!) I turn and walk back to bed with
my hands out front because I don't want to trip. I find the bed, and
lie down, and spread my ass cheeks apart.
Nothing. Total silence. I just lie there, in one of the most exposed
positions anyone could be left in, and of course Ismeralda is going to
make me wait, and wait. I lose track of time, again. Then I hear Ismy
snoring. 'What the hell! She fucking fell asleep?' Then I hear rushed
footsteps and she leaps into bed with me. "Just kidding." 'Oh my
Goddess, is Ismy mindfucking me or what!'
She reinsert her dildo into my still very stimulatied boi-pussy and
starts fucking, me again, this time fast, really fast. She pulls my
hips up, so I am in a kneeling position, and also grabs my arms and
holds them behind my back, forcing my head into the pillows. Each
thrust of her hips forces my head into the pillows, basically face
first. I am constantly moaning, while hitting the pillow like a
jackhammer. I love the rough treatment. In no time, I'm at that edge
again. My dominant lover, sensing that I am ever so close yet again,
pulls out.
"Stand! Take your medicine like a good gurl. Legs apart, arms by your
waist facing front." I hear the snap of her fingers. I obey.
I wait....and wait......and wait. Nothing. I hear just the tiniest clinking
of ice. Finally, I hear, "remove your blindfold my kliene fee." I
remove my blindfold. Ismeralda is sitting on the couch, casually
sipping from the last glass of ice water.
"What?", she says with a huge grin. "I was thirsty. What's the big
deal?" I....I just smile. She got me good. I just giggle.
"Thirsty?" She holds up the ice water, shaking it, so you hear the
klinking the ice cubes.
This is a trap. 'Yes', means it gets thrown in my face because I am a
greedy sow, and 'I asked for it'. 'No', means it also gets thrown in my
face because I am an ungrateful, stuck up so and so for refusing her
generous gift of delicious water."
She sees my hesitancy. "Don't you trust me?"
There's a loaded question.
I smile. "Of course I truuuuuuuust you....I ....."
'Go on..."
"Should I just dump the glass of water over my own head?"
She stands up with the glass, walks towards me, and lifts it to my
mouth. She tilts it and I drink it down. I look at her and grin.
"Thank you Mistress. Actually, I was thirsty, you are very
considerate."
"Such trust issues, Jezzie," says Ismy with a smirk. "Oh well, it's
late. Well off to bed with you," she waves to the door, "I guess I'll
crash here."
Okay, I am super gullible, but even I don't buy that. I curtsey, and
say very casually "good night", you know very blase, and I saunter
towards the door. I open it just crack, and I hear "but, there is just
one thing, don't I get a good night hug?" I turn around and run right
into my darling Ismy's open arms. She gives me her patented power hug
and squeezes the stuffing out of me. She picks up my legs and I wrap
them around her waist and we kiss. She pulls back from the kiss,
eventually, I mean after she essentially gives me a tonsillectomy, and
with a wink, she then tells me "I am going to start spinning, you have
to trust me and let go from my neck." She starts to spin. 'What the
hell,' I think, I let go. She carefully releases her grip on my butt
and uses the centrifugal force from the spin (you see, I didn't totally
sleep through my science class for sissies course. It mostly covered
subjects like never combine ammonia with bleach when your cleaning your
mistress's toilet since it creates a toxic gas or bleach and rubbing
alcohol, which makes chloroform - you know the knockout stuff you see in
movies, but we also covered some of the basics of science, besides how
not to accidentally kill ourselves with cleaning products) to slide her
hands to my ankles which she tucks under her armpits, and then she picks
up the pace. I think they call this 'airplane spin', I don't really
know, no one in my family seems to watch professional wrestling, I
certainly don't.
Oh my Goddess this is so much fun, I mean I could throw up, but it's
sooooo much fun. I am laughing my head off. She slows down and moves
her hands back up to my hips and drops me like a sack of potatoes onto
the bed. Of course the whole room is spinning. I just roll around,
laughing my head off. It takes a while for me to catch my breath, and
even try to sit up, without falling over from the vertigo. "Again,
again!" I say like a little kid. I applaud and fall backover on to the
bed, which won't stop spinning and add "Best throw up ride ever!"
Ismy grabs my hands and pulls me up to a sitting position and then onto
my wobbly legs and hugs me tightly. It takes a minute or two, but my
balance returns. She starts groping my ass. I start to grope hers as
well , I mean it would be impolite not to, right? Ismy's ass is like
rubbing granite. Well you don't dominate four years of NCAA volleyball
without being a serious jock. As a sports trainer, I can certainly say,
Ismy truly has buns of steel.
"Jezzie, I have a confession to make."
"Yes my darling Ismy."
"I have a favorite position as well."
"Does it involve more pro wrestling moves?"
"You are such a smarty-panties. It involves...", she picks me up, Goddess
she is so strong, "you showing me what a flexible...", she drops me from a
good couple of feet above the bed, by the headboard, I squeal, of
course, "little minx....", she simultaneously climbs on to the and bed
grabs my ankles, throwing them up over her broad shoulders, "you are!",
she plunges her dildo into me, as I moan. What can I say? I love
getting fucked. I mean it feels great. This position allows her to
take me deep and deeper. I just start saying over again some version of
'fuck me' and 'fuck me harder'. Ismy starts playing with my nipples. I
am now going over the edge.
"Mmmmmmmmmiiiiiisssttttttressssss......."
"Hold on my little fee, I give you permission, but I have my surprise
for you."
Even in my excited state, I think to myself, 'she's got to be out of ice
water.'
She unhooks the dilido from her harness, and lifts my but even higher
off the bed, while dragging my head off the pillow, so my chastity is
now positioned over my face, and just inches from my mouth. She turns
on the vibrator action in the dildo (that's why it's weighty - the
batteries), and manually pushes it in and out of my sissy hole. "Open
wide my kline fee." I don't last a minute, as I climax (Finally!) into
my open mouth. My orgasm lasts a while, and is AWESOME! All those
edgings, well they add up. I'm screaming, crying, and kicking my legs
up. Finally, I finish up. She pulls out the vibrating dildo and let's
me drop to the bed. She is towering over me. I open my mouth and show
her my sissy cream. She nods. I swallow it down.
"Ttttthhhhank you, Mistress." I start to get up. "You can stay in bed,
my little fee. I can see your gratitude, I can see how you feel." She
kisses me on the forehead and pats my head.
"Soooooooooo, I think I think there is more fucking to be done. Don't
you agree?"
"Absolutely, my mistress."
"But you have been very lazy though. You are making me do all the
work."
I pout. 'That is sooo unfair,' I think to myself, 'she's selecting my
positions, she's the boss. Sometimes a sissy just can't get a break.'
"I am very sorry, my mistress. This miserable sissy will do anything
you ask. Please let me make it up to you."
"Oh Goddess, you are soooooooo adorable when you pout. That's
actually why I said what I did, to get you to pout." Ismy pinches my
cheeks.
"On the other hand, my hips are killing me, I think you need to, well,
go fuck yourself! Don't you agree?"
"Yes Mistress." I make a forced pouty face, all squinched up.
"That's less cute," she says dryly.
I look at the dildo. The tip is a little dirty. Well all those
edgings, and my last fucking, Ismy went in deep, hey nature takes its
course. "Uhmmm, let me do my sissy thang. Clean up on the inside.
Unfortunately a sissy's boi-pussy is dual functional."
"Well if I am going to have you on top, I got to take a leak, if you
bounce off my bladder, that would be bad, let's hit the loo."
She grabs my hand and we make the 'long' (I mean a whole eight or nine
feet) walk to the attached bathroom, hand in hand. Ismy sidles up to
the female urinal and does the squatty thing. I grab an available
douche bag and insert the tip into my sissy hole and let the liquid
work its way up. I take a spermicide wipe and carefully clean my cage,
and gargle, once again with some mouthwash. At least it isn't Irmy's
sissy cream, this time. It suddenly feels very domestic. Couples
peeing in the same bathroom. I grab some 'emergency' makeup from the
vanity and fix my face up a little bit in the mirror, while I continue
the douching process. Ismy finishes up and slaps my exposed ass cheek,
quite briskly, and says, "there's my pretty little filly, make yourself
all pretty for your womyn." She grabs my hips and turns me to facing
her, (carefully, I 'm still plugged into the douchebag.) and starts
batting my cage around. "I love batting a sissy's cage. It's just so
cute to see it bop around. I also," she grabs my nipples and starts
alternatingly pinching them and tugging them, "I love watching a sissy
squirm when I have hir by the tits." She is being forceful, still
playful, but definitely it's fairly 'rough trade'. I start moaning and
squirming. I can't help myself. She lets me go, especially since I've
got to start my 'douching dance'. I unplug myself and start hopping
around a bit. I really want to get the liquid into every crevice. Most
womyn love to watch us dance around. Ismy is no different. I can tell
she is turned on by my mild discomfort and the fact, everyone loves a
'clean' sissy. (Well I guess some womyn are kind if piggy, but forget
that, I aver back to my former statement.) I say out loud, "a clean
sissy, is happy sissy, because sie can be a fucked sissy!" Ismy gives
me a thumbs up and I sit on the toilet and let everything flow out, I
moan as it releases. It just feels so good to get that liquid out!
I use the bidet, and we go back to holding hands for the 'journey' to
the sofa. Ismy sits down and points to her feet. "Stool!" I drop down
to the floor and crouch down, making a 'stool' on my elbows and knees
and Ismy puts her feet on my back. She sits back into the sofa and
sighs. I love it. I am definitely falling for Ismy because she can be
soooo sweet to me, but she's also one hundred percent my dominant. Use
me as a stool, or a chair, or a footrest, I crave it, the way it makes
me feel, so beneath my Mistress's contempt.
"Do you have a favored position, when you are on top my little fairy?
Reverse cowgirl, perhaps?"
"That is a great option, my Mistress, but my absolute favorite is
sidesaddle."
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