After my first milking Mistress checked my nightime panties every morning.

If I had leaked even the tiniest amount of precum She would cane me before Her shower.

Mistress always said sissies only dribbles or drip a tiny amount of thin weak precum but even that was improper for sissies and  totally unacceptable.

Often Mistress would enjoy cunnilingus in the morning after caning me.

Or if She was feeling more leisurely a long queening session.

Then I would undress Her for Her shower and towel Her dry afterwards, before preparing Her breakfast.

Sometimes I was allowed into the shower to clean Her but usually in the morning She preferred  to shower alone, whilst I hurried around cleaning and tidying.

After breakfast I would help Mistress dress for the day.

Then I would kiss Her bottom, curtsy and say goodbye to Her for the day.

I was not allowed to leave the house and the doors were kept locked

I would wave to Her wistfully, quite tearfully from the window as She drove off to work.

She very rarely acknowledged my waves.

Then I would start my housework.

My first chore was hand washing Her soft silk nightwear and any of Her other lovely silk smalls.

Then I would hand wash Her silk sheets and bedding.

These would all be ironed perfectly smooth later.

These intimate chores would make me ache & long for Her so much that I would find myself bursting into tears at the slightest thing, I felt so needy and pathetic.

Or squelching tightly on my butt plug, almost literally choking with desire for Her.

I had lots of chores to keep me very busy all day. Cleaning the house and polishing everything in it from top to bottom, before She came home.

Everything had to be scrubbed and polished by hand, no labor saving devices were permitted.

I also had to perform all my chores in my prettiest maids dresses and keep my uniform spotlessly clean.

And no matter how careful and meticulously I checked everything Mistress could always find something remiss to punish me for when or if it pleased Her to.

Mistress said that because women been forced into menial, traditionally  deemed feminine work. Totally unjustly and inappropriately for real women.

It was totally appropriate and fitting that effeminate sissies should perform these chores and be strictly disciplined if these chores were not  performed perfectly.

Mistress often laughed that the only cleaning devices She needed were Her canes or Her crop. And that nothing gleamed and smelled as sweet and fearfully clean as sissy clean.

Mistress worked as She pleased so She could come home at any time. So from the moment She left in the morning I was kept very busy and bustling hastily with my housework.

When She was at home I was rarely allowed to attend to or to bother Her. There was always lots more chores to be busy with.

But very occasionally I was allowed to sit with Her or kneel besides Her at Her feet, to talk. Or between Her thighs to please Her.

The only chore that  She regularly supervised. And enjoyed  watched me perform was hand washing Her panties. Usually immediately after I had pleasured Her. And usually while i was grinding and squirming hapless on my butt plug. Which was still fully enlarged, and my mouth and nose were still soaked with Her excitement. She would change Her panties quite regularly during the day and She would enjoy sending me off to wash them after orally pleasing Her. 

It was a lovely intimate chore for sissies, & quite delectably humiliating She often told me.

Amused and enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, patting my bottom patronizingly. While I  squirmed in frustration on my oversized butt plug, locked  in my  tiny chastity cage  

 

 

 

It was to be my first release in 3 months.

Since I had moved in with Mistress I had been kept permanently locked in my chastity cage and plugged with a large lockable phallic dildo

I had to wait for permission to use the toilet & wasn’t allowed to be out of the chastity cage at all, except when Mistress swapped it for a smaller device.

Except for toileting I was only allowed to be unplugged when Mistress wanted to pegg me, or for my strictly supervised daily cleaning enema.

Mistress had been promising me release for over 3 months now.

& every time only delaying or postponing the event at the very last moment.

Because She was tired or going out with Her friends or one of Her boyfriends. Or simply because She wasn’t in the mood right now.

I was simply fraught now, almost feeling like I would burst at any moment. Which of course in my tiny locked cage I couldn’t.

Mistress was always very amused to inspect my satin nightdress panties & to find evidence of a little night leakage.

And I was always embarrassed & distressed not to have felt anything overnight.

I was often caned for my little sissy mess, but not always sometimes She just laughed at how pathetic my little mess was, depending on Her mood.

Tonight was to be different.

Mistress arrived home early and spent a long time getting ready, teasing me terribly as I dressed Her in lots of different sexy outfits until She was finally satisfied.

All the other rejected outfits, even though She had worn them for a couple of minutes at most,  would now need to hand washed and ironed.

Then Her guests had arrived. 5 of Her female friends all of whom had sissies of their own at home.

I had served them drinks then stood in front them waiting to serve them further.

Instead Mistress summoned me over and lowered my panties in front of them.

‘Its nearly time for your release sissy.’ She told me ‘lets get you ready’

‘Yes Mistress thank you Mistress’ I had whispered meekly totally  embarrassed

Wearing black surgical gloves She had removed my chastity device and replaced it with an even tinier cage. This new cage had a deep urethral insert.

Still with my panties lowered I was paraded in front of the amused Ladies.

Then I was sent for my cuff set. A pink leather belt & strap set that kept my hands locked behind my back when I was being pegged or cropped, or otherwise used or punished.

I was locked securely in the cuff set

Mistress put on another pair of black latex  gloves. And coated Her fingers with slick shiny sex lube.  

I was bent over facing away from Mistress, facing the seated ladies. My dildo plug was unblocked & removed with a loud humiliating squelch.

A couple of the ladies  stood behind me patting my bare bottom and commenting on how cute my little ass was and how soft and well rounded it was after 3 months on hormones. They also commented on how cute my bleached hole was now, so pink and inviting.

A wine glass was put under my cage and Mistress began with a little slap to my bottom then Her fingers went inside me.

She pressed deep then found my prostrate and began massaging it firmly. The ladies were giggling now & I felt a very faint leaking sensation for a minute or so. Mistress pulled Her fingers out And locked the dildo plug back in place.

‘That’s it sissy all done. That was nice and quick wasn’t it sissy’

‘But Mistress I didn’t feel anything.’ I had blurted out, to much amusement.

‘Well what were you expecting sissy a little spurt, or an orgasm ?”

I squirmed in disappointment and shame didn’t know what to say

‘But don’t worry sissy you can still give me a lovely orgasm later.’

‘Yes Mistress thank you Mistress’

‘And we will have a little chat before that wont we sissy’

'Yes Mistress thank you Mistress’ I felt my knees trembling knowing that ‘a little chat’   meant  I would be fetching the cane or possibly worse later.

‘I’m surprised you even miss your little sissy dribble. Its was always quite pathetic wasn’t it sissy.

‘Yes Mistress thank you Mistress’

There was lots of laughter and knowing smirks as I squirmed in embarrassment & frustration in front of them

I was uncuffed and told to fetch & serve the amused ladies fresh drinks.

Because it was a special occasion I was allowed to stand in front of them and I was given the wine glass with my dribble to sip slowly. I was also not allowed to pull my panties up.

‘Its quite thin and weak isn’t it sissy ?’ One of the Mistresses best friends asked.

She often came round in the afternoon to drink wine, Mistress & She enjoyed teasing me. & getting me very excited before dismissing me to my chores

‘Yes Mistress, it is thank you for asking Mistress’

‘Don’t worry, my sissy tells me a real mans cum is much thicker and creamier.’

I had squirmed in embarrassment ‘Yes Mistress thank you Mistress’

‘Especially when Sir is pumping into her painted lips and sissy is nearly choking on his thick warm load.’

‘Yes Mistress thank you Mistress’

When all the guests had left for the evening & I had tidied up. Mistress had sent me for Her canes.

Bending me over She had gagged me with Her black silk panties, they were soaked and very warm with Her arousal.

After my caning She had pressed me furiously between Her legs and I had pleasured Her. She came quickly powerfully, with multiple orgasms. Then after I had fetched Her some more wine and She had used my mouth to urinate in. Then She relaxed on the couch with my face between Her thighs again for a much longer and slower orgasm.

That night as I had dressed Her for bed and put on my own satin pink babydoll nightie. I had asked Her about the other Mistresses comments about a real mans cum.

She had laughed & sent me to my own room.

From my room I could hear Her chatting & laughing with the other Mistress on the phone, for a long time before She went to sleep.