Mistress was going to the beach today with Her boyfriend and some other friends. It was a very hot morning already, the coast was about an hours drive away. Her current boyfriend had a very nice convertible sports car. Mistress had one too but She preferred to be driven, so She could enjoy a few glasses of wine in the coastal breeze. In the past some Mistresses used sissy chauffeuses either personal or as a service. But generally these days sissies are not permitted to drive, as it is too complicated for our pretty little sissy heads. In a similar fashion we are not permitted labour saving devices and all our domestic chores are performed by hand and love.
Moreover these were everyday things that were
traditionally enforced on or denied to women in the past. So sissies are not
allowed to drive, touch, handle or earn money for themselves, not to own
property, speak without permission, vote, Mistress uses my vote. Or any
independence, not to choose what to wear Mistress chooses. Housework and other
menial chores are nearly always to be done by hand.
In a reversal of the 40’s and 50’s sexual roles
where men used to cum and didn’t really care if the women climaxed or not. Good
sissies are not allowed to cum and only Mistress or Sirs pleasure is important.
It was a
very warm already & Mistress had arranged for some maintenance work on the
house and garden. She normally used special firms who employed women for this
work, and who were supportive or at least understanding of the lifestyle. She
preferred to keep me out of the way of rough workmen where possible. If it was
absolutely necessary, which had happened on several occasions, I would be
locked in my tiny bedroom all day until the work was done.
However The workers coming today were all women,
and although they never said so, I think were all gay. They were quite
naturally patronizing and dismissive towards me, though they did like teasing
me about my pretty maids uniform. I would serve them tea or coffee and
sandwiches when they were taking their breaks. Otherwise I was to stay out of
the way and in keep busy with my chores inside the house.
This morning I had dried and scented Mistress
after Her shower and helped Her to choose Her outfits and to get dressed. Mistress
was wearing a lovely pair of fashionable leather shorts, and She noticed I gotten myself rather excited kissing Her bottom.
at
Or because I was a sissy all the well muscled
boys at the beach. Not that I would have time to look as I would be on my knees
before the boys all day.
Mistress and Sir were just going to the
ordinary beach but there was special
resort and beach just for sissies and their superiors. The beach was
strictly for the superiors but the resort café and bar had sissy waitress service. The sissies all
wore tight shiny latex waitress uniforms and usually spent most of their time
on their knees pleasing the boys. While the women swam and sunbathed. There
were hot little beach huts where the boys could take the waitresses for more
intimate service. The sissies wore latex because it looks very sexy and it is easier
to wipe or lick clean, even though it is hot and sticky to wear.
The sissy waitresses at the beach like the maids at the club and café were usually sent there by their
owners, for training, punishment or simply because their owner found it pleasing and amusing. The sissies would earn pin money & tips while they were there. But because most sissies aren’t allowed to own or often even to touch money. The sissies would be given a sealed envelope to hand over to their owners at the end of the day. The money itself wasn’t very much but it served to emphasize that their service and intimate service belonged to their Mistress or Sir.
Miss often brought home Her friends of Her male
or female friends and charged them a fee to fuck Her sissy. Not for the money
but just because it amused Her,
especially to take the money off them while Her sissy watched. Mistress and She
often discussed soliciting or pimping my mouth and bottom out so to speak. But
so far Mistress was happy with the app & rating system but She also found
the idea of me serving for money amusing and was a good make me even more
effeminate and submissive.
I also knew that Mistress would never take me
to the beach as so far She had kept me strictly domesticated and confined to
Her household. I was only ever allowed
to go into the garden area or by the pool very briefly if I was serving Her
there. But just the thought of Her in Her bikini got me even more excited.
Mistress looked at me quizzically as if
surprised that this made me excited and with a satisfied smile increased the size of
my plug to near maximum. This would keep my mind on my chores She told me. She
also told me that the only reason She wasn’t going to discipline me further
with the cock gag, was because of workers coming today.
I was very grateful not to be gagged especially
cock gagged for the day, it was too deep and thick and I was constantly on the
verge of choking and gagging on the exaggerated phallus all day. & it made my butt plug feel even
bigger than it was, it kept me in an almost hysteria of heightened arousal and
hapless frustration all day.
She sat there for a few seconds toying with the
idea but then decided against it. She obviously like the idea because I then
had to take down Her shorts and bring Her a fresh pair of panties.
I so wanted to please Her there and then but
She laughed and told me She could wait till later at the beach with Her
boyfriend or my tongue maybe this evening. I had squirmed on my plug haplessly
and helplessly.
‘Oh sissy I forgot to take you to the toilet
this morning, but you can wait till tonight cant you sissy?’
‘Yes Mistress Thank You Mistress. I curtsied
with a tiny whimper.
Mistress usually allowed me to pee in the
morning but often made me wait to use the loo, till the evening before my
enema, or sometimes let one of Her boyfriends take me to the toilet. Even
though I often felt extremely full and bursting, the pee only dribbled out with
a damp wet sensation, through the urethral insert in my chastity. I was not
permitted to experience the gushing release that a real man felt.
Sir had arrived to pick Mistress up and they
had a coffee together. Mistress told Him about how excited I had gotten looking
at Her in those shorts and he had slapped my bottom hard on the base of the
plug and told Her that he liked the shorts too and couldn’t wait to be taking
them off Her.
She had giggled and flirted with Him and
allowed Him to caress Her bottom possessively. Mistress didn’t mind Men
touching Her like that as long as it was respectful and they knew that She was
in charge. She found it quite exciting, & She enjoyed sex with a real man very much.
At Mistresses prompting Sir was just about to
put me over his lap and give me spanking, when the workers arrived. It was
quite obvious what was going on as I had been over his lap with my dress lifted
when Mistress let them in.
Don’t let us interrupt you they had said
amused. But Mistress had insisted I serve them coffee while they chatted about
the work schedule. After all Sir could always spank me later, or She might cane
me this evening.
After I had served them coffee I had been
dismissed & allowed to scurry off very embarrassed, to my chores. Mistress
was very considerate and protective towards Her sissy. She knew I found strangers, especially strangers who
were not necessarily involved in the lifestyle, in the house to be very
unsettling. And She preferred to enjoy any such flustered embarrassment when
She was present Herself. So would tell me to stay out of the way of people who had
important work to do. Usually in front of them before shooing me away to my
housework.
The workers had generally ignored me during the
day except at breaktimes, but had left a bit of mess for me to clean up. I had
only just finished when Mistress arrived home without Her boyfriend.
I helped Her undress & dried Her after She
had showered. Then downstairs brought Her a chilled wine as She sat in the
lounge. I was told to fetch Her canes. She didn’t cane me immediately but sat
chatting on Her phone to Her friends, flexing the springy cane while She watched me cleaning & polishing
all the surfaces. I was numb with fright and choking with fear. I felt myself
getting more fearful the longer She made me wait.
Then eventually I was told to fetch my cuffs
and a fresh pair of panties for Mistress, I was pale with fright as I knelt in
front of Her putting replacing Her panties and kissing Her bottom. Locked in
the cuffs She had stuffed the panties She had been wearing into my mouth. She
gave me 6 strokes with the thick cane, then another 12 with the springier stingy cane.
I had been sent sobbing for the pink cushion
and pulled between Her thighs. She had climaxed very loudly I could feel Her
muscles throbbing with pleasure a She kept Her soaked thighs tightly clamped
around my face.
Then I was sent to wash Her panties and to get
on with the rest of my chores. I washed Her bikini bottoms along with Her
panties that day and noticed some dried semen stains on some of Her intimate
garments. Mistress said it was always a special
treat for me to wash Her boyfriends cum from Her panties.
Later that evening as She was going out with
Her boyfriend I had dressed Her in lovely low cut silk evening gown.
Mistress had asked me if I was excited again
& I had to confess that yes I was.
Mistress smiled pleased, but also sternly and
told me to fetch the canes again.
She waited for Sir to come round then caned me
in front of Him. She then cock gagged me and took me to my little room I was
made to sit on the hard wooden stool facing the corner and told to wait there
till She came or they came home. I think Sir was a little bit disappointed that
I wasn’t going to be told to give him fellatio after he had watched my caning.
But Mistress didn’t mind and it would keep him horny for later.
Mistress also had another stool for punishment
which had a huge dildo mounted in the centre. It was much bigger than even my
fully expanded plug and much deeper too, it was impossible to sit or settle on.
So I could be left impaled or penetrated on the plug cuffed and usually gagged
and blindfolded too, squirming & grinding helplessly on the huge cock.
Mistress sometimes used it for my fellatio training too, leaving me kneeling
for hours cuffed and blindfolded kissing and sucking the huge exaggerated
phallus.
The door had been closed behind me and the
light turned off. I was left sitting painfully on the hard stool, not daring to
move. Mistress had a number of tiny security cameras about the house and I
never knew when I was being observed or not.
They came late in the evening & Sir stayed
over. In the middle of the night when Mistress was sleeping Sir had woke me in
my room for a blow job. As I had
swallowed a mouthful of his thick cum Sir had told me that was the type of Ice cream
sissies got at the beach. But only if they were good sissies of course he told
me patting my head patronizingly.
Sir would often leave me cuffed and with my
face and nightie covered in his cum, iced as Mistress called it, till the
morning. Especially if he was staying overnight and I would be waking him with
my mouth in the morning. When he did that after I had woken him I would rush
around desperately trying to clean up before Mistress woke up. She would often ask
why my little room was so well perfumed with icy amusement in the morning.
‘Yes Sir, thank you Sir.’
In the morning I had woken Sir with my mouth
but he hadn’t allowed me to swallow straight away. Instead I had prepared and
served him breakfast. Because Sir was going to into work this morning I knelt
at his feet polishing his shoes while he ate breakfast. When he had finished eating
he sat me on his knee & I was
allowed to finally swallow.
Mistress was as usual highly amused by Sirs
latest humiliation for me.
Mistress had also given Him a set of my keys.
Not that he would ever unlock me but so that He knew that I was locked and so
that I knew that He knew. Quite a few of
Mistresses ex boyfriends and male friends had a copy of my key. And lots of
Sirs had a large key-ring full of different sissies keys.
Mistress had given me a stream of Her warm
urine to drink before She showered. Normally I loved drinking Her juices, but I
was so desperate to serve Her that morning that I was in tears, when I realized
that She only wanted to relieve Herself this morning.
She also neglected to allow me to pee again this
morning
Mistress had patted my bottom patronizingly. I
could always wait till later to pee, and She could always relish waiting for Her
orgasm till later. I was to be cock gagged today and my plug expanded all day.
To remind me who had orgasms in Her house and who did not.
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