To love & obey

 

Now I was now longer a sissy virgin and ‘pink pantied’ Mistresses friends came over a lot more frequently with their boyfriends and Mistress and Miss would often just bring round one of their male
friends so he could enjoy my lips and bending me over.

Mistress said it was good way to keep me very submissive and besides which She very much enjoyed watching me be ‘en femme’ with a real man.

I was expected to act coquettishly around real men, leaning very in close to serve them. Bending over fully at the waist, which lifted my very short dress hem and exposed my pink panties,  to serve drinks or snacks. Squealing weakly with mock shock, fluttering my eyelashes when &  if they fondled me or  slapped my bottom as I went past. To which Mistress & Miss would give me cool disdainful but amused looks. And Sir would laugh patronizingly

and be greatly encouraged.

Mistress superciliously told me not to be such a sissy bimbo, after all I was easy and available to any man She chooses to bring home. But I knew She enjoyed making me act like a boy toy even though & especially as She knew how uncomfortable and humiliated it made me feel.

When I had dared to demur even in the slightest. That I wanted to serve Her not men  Mistress had cropped me severely & as I sobbed in fear and pain, instructed me between stinging lashes that a good sissy should always know how to please men. After all most men have quite demeaning desires, like blow jobs and anal sex. And in the past women were expected to be submissive & satisfy those lusts. But now it was only proper that sissy takes care of those demeaning demands not only obediently but with evident desire to satisfy Sirs lusts.

Likewise with housework. In the past women had to do these mind numbingly menial chores. But now these were perfect tasks for sissies to perform and without all the silly labour saving devices.

‘The only house cleaning tools a modern woman needs are Her canes’ Mistress often  said. And ‘Nothing smells as fresh and clean as sissy clean, you can almost smell her  delightful fright in the air and on every scrubbed and gleaming surface.’

I was expected to keep myself pretty and my delicately fussy  uniform spotless as I worked and smile happily with each new task.

Mistress had also started me on an advanced cooking class, so far She was being quite lenient at my attempts but I knew I was expected to improve rapidly.

But by far the biggest change was that Mistress started having Her boyfriends over to stay regularly.

When He stayed over I would serve them as a house maid during the evening. Then later when they went to the bedroom, I would sometimes go upstairs to undress Mistress, or sometimes to give Sir a very quick sucking so that He could last longer for Mistresses pleasure. Otherwise I was sent or would stay downstairs. Mistress liked me to iron and fold Her panties while She was in bed with Her boyfriend. I would also launder & iron His clothes, polish his shoes.

Mistress would generally leave the doors open so I could hear the throes of their passion and I would squirm and grind haplessly on my plug while I worked. My plug was always kept at maximum size when Sir & Mistress were in the bedroom.

I would often be summoned upstairs with the maids bell Mistress kept at hand.

I would serve them drinks, lick both of them clean, take away sticky damp sheets and swap them for clean meticulously ironed smooth sheets. To take away  Mistress’s used nightwear and dress Her again in fresh sexy lingerie. Sir would often wander around confidently naked or just in His boxers. I found this most disconcerting as He was very well built and manly, as were all of Mistresses boyfriends.

Mistress & Her chosen Sir would often fuck 2 or three times until Mistress was fully satisfied. She wasn’t too bothered if He was. He would often wake up in the middle of the night and come into my room for my lips, or to bend me over. I would have to beg Sir afterwards to unbind me so I could get dressed and start my chores in the morning before they woke. Otherwise I would get the cane or crop when Mistress woke. Usually they did though as Sir also liked to be woken by my oral service, with breakfast ready downstairs.

Mistress incidentally preferred Her boyfriend to be woken early and have them leave before She woke or got up. She not wanting to be bothered at breakfast by a  man about the house.

Even though it was mutual pleasure for both parties it was always strictly on Her terms. She always chose well built handsome ‘pretty boys’ She sometimes called them. And they always had to satisfy Her needs before theirs.

I had been quite shocked to realize that Mistress had more than one boyfriend and would casually replace a lover She was bored with. Mistress said She wasn’t interested in a long term relationship with a man, or at least not one She had met so far.

I on the other hand was to be kept strictly for Her and  in strict monogamy for Her. Letting Her male friends play with me didn’t count to Her. She was the only woman I was ever to be allowed to have sex with and that would be always sissy sex and totally & only for Her pleasure & needs. She loved the fact that I had never had sex with another person before Her and as far as She was concerned it would only be with and for Her. Serving Sirs didn’t count, that was just for Her amusement and foreplay.

Mistress also considered corporal punishment as intimate and only between us. The only woman who was allowed to cane or crop me was Her best friend Miss, and even then in very limited controlled circumstances. There would be other times when I was under strict supervision, but that was another matter again.

Mistress also enjoyed cunnilingus and pegging other single, or un-owned as yet  sissies. She also enjoyed anilingus, or rimming with other sissies but very rarely with me.    

One of my first jobs in the morning after Sir and Mistress had left for the day was hand washing Her silk sheets and lingerie. Often if they had been particularly energetic there would be several sets to be washed and ironed. Mistress said She particularly enjoyed the thought of me squirming on my plug in my tiny cage, scrubbing Her boyfriends cum from Her sheets, while She drove into work.

Every morning when She was ready to leave the house I would curtsy and kiss Her bottom, then usually I was allowed to kiss Her pubic mound through Her skirt or trousers of course. I wanted to cling to Her and for Her to stay in for the day. And She would pat my head as I kissed Her quite lovingly but patronizingly and tell me to enjoy my little chores.

& I would say goodbye for the day barely holding back the tears.

Often in the late afternoon when She came home, I would be allowed to kiss Her bottom, fetch Her a drink then be sent back to my chores. But often She would come home and send me immediately for Her strap on. Or depending on if my chores, deportment  or appearance was  unsatisfactory sent for the canes or crop. After I had been punished I would usually be sent back to my chores, until the evening or late afternoon. Or unless we had visitors for me to serve.

My day to day domesticity  of housework, and Her mood and whims.

I loved and obeyed Her totally