Appetite

Appetites

Mistress had been angry with me. My cooking had lacked imagination, was stodgy and worse I had finished eating before She had. When I foolishly demurred that boys have more voracious appetites than women She had retorted sharply that ‘Men have bigger appetites but sissies do not & should not…and that a sissies should satisfy a her Mistresses appetite & her betters appetites.’

I had then been sent to fetch the pink leather paddle. The little studded diamanté heart pattern was not as nice, nor as cute as it had looked. Nor was it pleasant. Mistress liked to play with canes and paddles but knows that I do not and my paddling was for   punishment and as such was anything but playful. Mistress said six, after 3 I had cried out my safe word, only to be told there are no safewords during punishment and had my punishment doubled and restarted.

In tears I Thanked Mistress for disciplining me & being lenient and kind. And that She hadn’t told me to fetch the cane.

I was also told that my scheduled and long awaited release had been postponed indefinitely.

For me to make amends Mistress had given me a gourmet cook book and I was told to prepare small well presented and tasty meals for the next two weeks. After work I had to go shopping for the ingredients in small local shops in make up and dressed. Moreover I had to curtsy in the shops and say thank you Sir or Miss when I was being served. I also had to have fresh flowers on the  table for Mistress every day.

On the first evening Mistress had tut tutted and opened Her little black book and marked some comments down. The next day I tried much harder but only received a non committal ‘thank you emily’ as feedback. I was allowed to sit down with Mistress and eat, slowly and daintily. On the fourth day Mistress told me the meal was very nice but still wrote in her black book.

I was allowed a couple of glasses of chilled water each evening instead of  my usual light beer. But at the weekend I was permitted a couple of glasses of our favourite liqueur.

On the last Friday morning Mistress told me that after dinner we would be going out that evening and I should buy some beer and put it in the fridge. I was also told that in lieu of my release I might be permitted to please Her and possible redeem myself. I had been so excited all day, that I had skipped home from the shops. Mistress was later than usual coming home and when I heard the door opening I thought my heart would burst I was so happy to see Her.

My heart nearly did burst when She came in with Her man friend.

‘This is Mike, emily, he will be eating with me tonight and going out with us later emily’. I was told.

‘Yes Mistress.’ I had replied very, very  meekly and quietly.

‘You may call him Sir, emily’

‘Yes Mistress.’

‘Tut tut’ I gulped  ‘and emily ?’ Mistress said.

‘Welcome Sir.’

‘That’s better emily, take Sirs coat.’

‘Yes Mistress.’

I had fetched Mistress and Sir a wine and one of my beers while they sat and waited for dinner to be ready.

‘So this is your sissy ?’

‘Yes it is Mike’

‘And he is locked up?’

‘She, she  is locked up Mike yes.’

‘May I see ?’

‘Of course you can Mike, emily go and show Mike your little clittie, and emily make sure you stand close to Mike, stop hovering and dithering next to me.”

‘Yes Mistress’ I had whispered.

Mike had casually had lifted my maids skirt and petticoats, dropped my pink panties, then idly fondled my cage and lock to my intense embarrassment.

I looked down only to see a growing bulge in Sirs pants. I didn’t dare look up at Him, nor look anywhere else except at the bulge.

‘She is small isn’t she and the cage is so tiny.’

‘She is only allowed to be the right size Mike, emily isn’t allowed to get any bigger or hard, that would be completely inappropriate, wouldn’t it emily ?’

‘Yes Mistress.’ I had replied red faced and squirming while Sir idly played with the lock on my cage.

‘I’m going to have a bath before dinner emily.’

‘Yes Mistress.’ I replied starting to turn round to go and run Mistresses bath.

‘Oh no need for you to run it emily, I can do it myself tonight, you can stay and entertain my guest.’

‘Mistress ?’

‘Yes emily ?’

‘How Mistress ?’

‘How does a sissy entertain one of Mistresses male guests, emily.’

‘Mistress ?’

‘Its what we talked about isn’t it emily, and what you said you thought you wanted isn’t it emily, to be like a real girly emily ?’

‘Yes Mistress.’ I had whispered blushing bright red.

‘Well then emily, Sir would like you to entertain him.’

‘Yes Mistress.’

‘Kneel here emily, your Mistress has told me all about you.’ He said parting His knees.

‘Yes Sir.’

‘Oh and emily.’

‘Yes Mistress.’

‘Don’t swallow till I come back emily, I want to see.’

‘Yes Mistress.’

When Mistress came back downstairs I had been holding it in my mouth for over 5 minutes. Sir had also wanted another beer after I had finished, & while I washed him.

When Mistress did come down She had me open my mouth and show Her Sirs pleasure.

‘Was she a good girl Mike?’

‘Quite pleasant.’

‘Very well you may swallow now emily.’

 I gulped it down.

‘Thank You Mistress.’

‘And what do you say emily?’

‘Thank You Sir.’

‘That’s better emily.’

‘Good girl emily.’ Sir had said patting my bottom.

‘Go and wash your hands emily and fetch me a wine.’

‘Yes Mistress.’

‘Then fetch my guest another beer and you may serve dinner.’

‘Yes Mistress.’

‘You may go and fix your makeup and put your pink dress on while we are eating emily.’

‘And I think you have had enough to eat and drink tonight haven’t you emily.’

‘Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress.’

‘Mistress I thought You said I would be pleasing You Mistress?’ I suddenly blurted out.

‘And you have emily.’

‘Oh!’

‘Didn’t You want to watch Mistress.’

‘Maybe next time emily.’

‘Good girl emily.’

‘Thank You Mistress. Mistress may I change my panties as well Mistress ?’

I hadn’t noticed Mistress holding the cane before. Until She lifted the front of my dress with it.

‘Yes emily, but if you are going to be such a wet little sissy next time you can wear them all night.’

‘Next time Mistress?’

‘Yes next time emily.’

‘Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress.’ I felt like crying as I went upstairs.

 ‘She has a cute little ass too.’ I heard Sir say

‘Yes she does Mike, but that’s not for you Mike.’

I heard Mistress & Sir laugh.

‘Not yet at least Mike.’

I heard them both laugh again.