When Mistress comes home in the afternoon, we are always very exited to see Her. Hearing Her car pull up outside on the driveway we all look at each other anxiously and straighten our uniforms and aprons that much more. There is a squelch of fright from all of us when the door opens, we all curtsy as deeply as possible and say sweetly.
‘Hello Miss, good afternoon Miss, thank You Miss.’ With another curtsy as She walks past.
She very rarely acknowledges us when She come home. A proper sissy maid is seen and not heard.
Curtsying to Mistress is a privilege, being permitted to kneel and kiss Her bottom in greeting is an indulgence. Being allowed to speak to Her is a privilege for sissies. As is being permitted to curtsy or kneel and kiss the bottoms of any of Mistresses lady friends. Everything is at our superiors condescension or dispensation. Sissies must also curtsy to each in greeting. And of course to all real Men. All sissies remember the first time Mistress feminized us and had us curtsy to Her, thanking Her, and how silly and trivial we felt, but also how appropriate. And all sissies remember the first time, you curtsied to a real Man. In chastity plugged and effeminized, how humiliated and inferior you felt, how perfect it was. And how submissive vulnerable you still feel as you curtsy, smiling sweetly.
We all hurry immediately back to our chores, each of us breathlessly eager, desperate to show we are
working hard and that much more eagerly than the other maids. We always call Mistress, Miss except when She has company, then its Mistress and female guests are either Miss or Ms, unless they have a professional title, like the doctor who visits regularly to supervise our hormone treatment and feminization, effeminization. Master is always Master and other Men are always Sir.
Mistresses guests usually disregard our presence entirely too, but we must always curtsy and greet them sweetly with a submissive smile.
When we are in Mistresses or Masters presence, or earshot we must perform our maids duties and housework in silence. But at other times Miss likes us to chat and generally tease each other. We are only allowed to chat about sissy girly things. How pretty Mistress is today, how sexy and exciting that new outfit of Hers is, Mistresses lovely shoes, She does have a collection of lovely shoes and boots. How much we long to please Her sexually, how big and full you feel when She pegs you. Usually with
an excited inadvertent squelch on your dildo. The other maids will giggle demurely and you will blush hotly, but they will squelch and blush too. How fearful you always when you are sent to fetch the strap on and the pink cuffs, but not as fearful as you are when you are sent for the dreadful crop.
And we will giggle and tease each other about how hot we are for Master. How much we love kissing and sucking His cock, kissing and licking His swollen swallowing His cum. But how we only do it of course because Mistress gives us no choice. How big He feels when He inside you, especially when He likes to sit back and impale your tight ass on Him and you must squelch and grind up and down for His enjoyment. With you doing all the work for His enjoyment, naturally He gets to cum and you don’t. There is always lots of sexually vulnerable distress about this and pegging, Mistress does like to use a quite intimidating strap on for pegging us long and stout with exaggerated swollen glans and veins. The more we talk about the more we squelch and squidge so haplessly on our plugs.
We only talk about sissy girly things and always very respectfully and submissively. Mistress or Master
will sometimes listen in and we are encouraged to tittle tattle of one of us says anything naughty. Though that will often result in the tell tale being punished too.
Mistress call me into the lounge. There is already another sissy there. Bent over the padded bench, wrists behind secured in cuffs. Her panties are pulled down and she is gagged with another pair of pink satin sissy panties. She is squirming anxiously but unobtrusively with fear, waiting to be punished. The sense of vulnerable sex and fear is quite palpable as I enter the room and curtsy. Mistress is relaxing on the couch, the sissy can wait for the whip until Mistress is ready.
We saw her being summoned by Mistress, then being sent to fetch one of Mistresses crops from upstairs, and the pink leather cuffs that Mistress and Master like to secure us in for pleasure (theirs) or punishment. Glancing at her, with self-righteous pathetic self-satisfied prim smiles. Glad that is her being sent for the whip not us. Naturally she deserves her punishment and the tears afterwards. While we are hurrying frightened at our housework.
Mistress always leaves the door ajar so we can all hear a sissies punishment, from the crack of the crop ass it swings through the air then the awful thud of the leather on soft flesh, and the heavily muffled but still evident squeals of fearful distress and pain.
I curtsy and Mistress tells me to fetch Her a white wine spritzer, It is another very warm day. Ignoring the other sissy I curtsy again and hurry to fetch Mistress Her drink. I am glad the other sissy will be cropped she deserves to be punished, always acting like such a bimbo for Master, she got to suck His cock twice last night, and to serve Him breakfast this morning, although another sissy had the privilege of waking Him.
“Take my ankle boots off sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And the socks.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
The socks were discrete airtex sock hidden inside the boots and very supportive and cooling.
Mistress doesn’t often wear stocking or tights, it isn’t really the fashion these days, and it is very warm.
She takes a sip of Her wine.
“That is quite refreshing sissy, with a slice of lemon next time sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“It is very warm, sissy I don’t envy you in all that satin, lace & stockings.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“But I don’t have to wear it do I sissy?”
“No Miss, yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“My maids must always be pretty and perfectly presented, for me and your Master.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And a little discomfort is worth it for my pleasure isn’t it sissy?”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
Unbidden I softly massaged Mistresses feet and splayed Her toes for Her. She likes that when She first removes Her shoes or boots.
“Enough now sissy.” She tells me stretching out like a cat on the couch.
She often does smile so happily and indulgently, like the cat who got the cream, so relaxed in Her casual but total dominance.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I stand and curtsy
“Eyes down sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
Even though sissies always keep their eyes submissively lowered below our superiors beltline, unless
given permission otherwise. Mistress and Master still enjoy telling us to lower our gaze.
“You may fetch me a clean pair of panties sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
I hurried upstairs to fetch a clean pair from Her bedroom. Care fully ironed scented and folded in Her draw. The panties were delicate silk and lace, very light & lovely, mostly black but sometimes She liked scarlet or ivory cream too. I returned with the folded pair in both hands and curtsied, then knelt at Her feet.
She reached down and lifted my chin so my eyes were in Hers. She liked me to look up when performing this intimate task. I Lifted the short leather midi skirt She had worn to the office today. It was matte leather and longer than a mini, but not
quite a midi. She always dressed so powerfully and sexily. Often She would laugh to Her friends that She could tell which of the Men in the office were potential sissies or studs just by their reaction to Her outfits. Her own maids always squirmed helplessly with need whatever She wore, but we were just sissies.
The panties were already warm and moist, She had obviously enjoyed sending the other sissy to fetch the cuffs and the crop. Miss would tell us that it isn’t about the pain, although that was part of corporal punishment. But the way we went quite white with fright and trembled when we were told to fetch the whip or canes, and how submissive and obedient we were. It was all about the power and dominance, and also keeping us obedient and attentive.
“One of you little maids can enjoy hand washing and ironing them later sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“There’s more in the little bag too sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
Mistress would take a little silk bag for Her panties out with Her so She could change them when She
pleased. There was usually at least 2 or three pairs to wash. Another intimate chore was one sissy would be given the task of hand washing all of our satin panties too. Before my current Mistress took ownership of me I would often be sent over to stay with Miss, and Her sissies, and Master too. And it would be my job to hand wash all the other sissies panties and Miss’s panties, separately though, because I would be missing my owner so much. Now it was another bit of housework to be given to one of the sissies. Though hand washing Mistresses panties was a special treat and we all were very jealous of the sissy who was given the privilege.
Often the maid hand washing the sissies panties would be in the same room as Master and whichever sissy He had chosen for fellatio, or penetration, often impaling on His lap. The maid would not be allowed to look, but Master knew she would glance furtively over her shoulder especially when she heard helpless gasps of need from the sissy, or Masters sighs of pleasure and satisfaction when He came. Master might choose to spank her for this later, or to crop her. But often He just enjoyed her state of embarrassed fluster. He might come over and pinch & slap her bottom teasing and laughing at the poor helpless, hapless maid. She might even be next for fellatio.
We sissy maids are never allowed to cum or orgasm and it makes us so desperate to be pleasing and
attentive to and to please Mistress and Master sexually. And especially more so when they have climaxed and dismissed us. Everything, every little household chore no matter how menial is sexually charged for us, we are in a constant state of excitement and arousal. And it is all, always and purely for our superiors sexual enjoyment. But the more aroused we become the more desperate we are to please Him Or Her.
She looked down at me as delicately peeled the panties off Her and down Her thighs. And then wiggled Her bottom and smiled with a twinkle in Her eyes as I blushed and squirmed. My plug felt very big now.
“When you used to wash my friends (my former Mistress) panties did you curtsy and kiss them before washing sissy.”
“Yes Miss, I always did, thank You Miss.”
“Each pair sissy?”
“Yes Miss, I did Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And did you thank your owner sissy ?”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And if She had been out with one of Her lovers, or conquests from the office, did you smell & taste His cum stains, when you kissed Her panties ?”
“Yes Miss, I could Miss thank You Miss.”
“And did you wonder about all that sexual pleasure a real Man and your owner can enjoy freely, while you launder your Mistresses pretty little things locked in chastity.”
“Yes Miss, I could Miss thank You Miss.”
“Squirming helplessly on your plug sissy ?.”
“Yes Miss, I could Miss thank You Miss.”
“How sweet.” She laughed contendedly.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
My former Mistress had a couple of regular boyfriends and lovers, and was quite fond of enjoying some of younger Men from the office too, if they seemed attractive and virile. So I always had lots of panties to wash. Eventually She had found one of Her lovers attractive and amenable enough to settle down with. So She had decided to give me to Her best friend, my current owner. I had cried for days but Miss was also very exciting and dominant and I loved Her too and Her boyfriend who I called Master.
My current Mistress and Master are quite monogamous to each other, although they do both enjoy us sissies and the sissies at the clubs. My previous Mistress also used to enjoy bringing Men home, from the scene naturally, for fellatio and to fuck me. As foreplay for serving Her later She liked to enjoy watching me perform fellatio and being led away to the laundry room, or my bedroom, to be fucked by Sir. Usually in cuffs and gagged with a pair of panties, often Hers just removed. And hurried along with impatient slaps to my rear thighs and bottom. When the Men wanted to fuck me they were usually already very aroused and very impatient. Even so Mistress said I should not go so fast as they enjoyed hurrying me along, and to struggle prettily enough for their enjoyment too. I didn’t need to be encouraged for that it was so shameful and distressing I couldn’t help but struggle. Albeit helplessly and futilely, I was always cuffed and gagged and the Men were always so much bigger and stronger than effeminized me.
Master was also a regular visitor too, He had taken both my oral and anal cherry, supervised by my
former and current Mistresses. He was always somehow that much more dominant with me and stricter, spanking me so much harder before fellatio. I guess He knew I would be eventually joining the other sissies in Mistresses house.
We were strictly for His and Misses enjoyment now, not for any male guests. Which made us that much hotter and desperate to please She and Him. Although if Mistress and Master both went away on their vacations usually 3 or 4 weeks in the summer and winter, we would be sent to one of the sissy hotels where we would serve the male guests from dawn till dusk and beyond. Mistress often laughed that we looked like we could barely walk properly when we came home, and that our mouths were O shaped rather than our usually pretty pouts. That wasn’t true we always did our best to mince and curtsy properly, sweetly and demurely, and kept our lips pursed prettily just parted a little bit, breathlessly. But the teasing made us blush and squirm so enjoyable for Mistress and Master.
She crossed and uncrossed Her legs under the leather skirt. I could see and smell She was slightly aroused. I squirmed much to Her amusement,
“I do hope you are still nice and soft in your chastity sissy.”
“Yes Miss, I am soft and tiny Miss thank You Miss.”
“Good because it would not be appropriate for you to be anything other than that under my skirt would it sissy ?”
“Yes Miss, no it would not be Miss, thank You Miss.”
“Or kissing me intimately sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“Or Master, sucking His cock?”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
At first in chastity although we are always kept in the small cage we do swell and get aroused though
with absolutely nowhere to expand to. But after a few months on the hormones, your clitty gets so small and tiny and doesn’t really swell very much anymore. The chastity cage or tube gets even tinier too. But even so Mistress likes to tease and punish us for any inappropriate signs of arousal. Sissies should squelch sweetly and helplessly on their dildo plugs, ready for penetration not get pathetic little swellings. And even then sissy must squelch and squidge demurely, and wiggle her bottom prettily for Mistress or Master. Some owner are amused to permit their sissies to have anal orgasms, but most on this scene do not. Sissy will get incredibly orgasmic, then Mistress or Master orgasm or cum, but they are not allowed. Afterwards & for hours after sissy is especially submissive and attentive, feeling very vulnerable and attentive.
I put the fresh pair of silk panties around Her ankles then slowly up Her thighs. She stands up so I pull them fully up and smooth them down. She wiggles Her bottom as I kiss Her, then smooth Her skirt down and kiss it again. She sits down and hands me Her glass.
“Another spritzer sissy & a slice of lemon this time sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And then you can fetch another set of cuffs and join the other maid and wait to be punished.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I whisper and curtsy feeling my legs tremble and nearly give way.
“Or did you think I did not notice your apron bow was uneven sissy.”
I had noticed it and hurriedly corrected it earlier while Mistress was scolding the other maid for her apron being ever so slightly uneven at the front. It is very hard to spot these tiny imperfections, and sometimes they are only there when you bend over or curtsy. But Mistress will spot them immediately.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“Slovenly and disrespectful, service, is not something I tolerate in my maids.”
“No Miss, yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“Nor is it something I should tolerate is it sissy?”
“No Miss, yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And imagine if Master had seen you that, how disrespectful.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I curtsied and squirmed fearfully.
My previous owner would always scold me, in this way too. Asking me how Her boyfriend or any male guests could enjoy a BJ after seeing my uniform in such disarray. Knowing fully that Sir would barely notice if at all and usually care even less. But Mistress would spot any imperfection no matter how tiny or imagined. And how humiliating it was knowing we were never allowed to cum but we must keep our uniform and effeminine appearance perfect so Sir could enjoy coming in our mouth or bottom that much more.
Mistress will punish a maid severely for a tiny imperfection in her uniform, make up or nails. We have
to keep our impractical squared, or squoval nails perfect and unblemished no matter how hard or fast we are working, the same with our hairstyles and uniforms. And when Mistress notices an imperfection sissy will be punished. Firstly for being in such a messy untidy state at all, in the first place, and for not correcting her untidiness immediately. But also one or all of the other maids will be punished for not correcting her sister immediately. Even if secretly and not so secretly we might have spotted this earlier and hoped the other silly tardy maid would be punished. I know Mistress enjoys this because I have heard Her laughing to Her friends about enjoying catching us punishing us for our petty jealousies. Master enjoys it too even though He treats us contemptuously when He punishes us for our petty rivalries.
The more Mistress scolds me the more frightened I feel, the sensation of tepid but also humid and warm jelly between my
legs in my panties. I would like to say the fear of punishment is worse than the implementation, but it never is. Even though being kept under strict perfect discipline is also so thrilling to sissies. The stinging thud of the leather crop, or the canes is so dreadful, but kissing the implement afterwards feel so lovingly submissive and attentive, you are bursting with desire to be found pleasing.
I hurry to fetch the cuffs seeing all the other maids glances at me as I mince upstairs. Although Mistress nearly always carries a crop with Her She enjoys sending us upstairs to Her bedroom to fetch one of Her collection from Her bedroom, similarly with the cuffs and Her collection of strap ons. Master often likes to us to get the crop then toss the whip to the floor and watch us fetch it on all fours bring it to Him in our mouths. Mistress doesn’t often do that She prefers us to bring it to Her in both hands and curtsy.
I fetch the cuffs and Miss secures my wrists in the small of my back then tells me to bend over the
bench with the other sissy. The lightly padded fold out bench is big enough for 3 or 4 of us but we have to kneel closely together. I can smell the other sissy and feel her quivering and squirming with fright, and she can feel me. We catch each other eyes and the fright in them. Mistress comes over and pulls my panties down to my knees, and gags me with another soiled pair of sissy panties. Soiled with lube and fright, not anything mucky, we are always scrupulously clean and fragrant down there and everywhere, just the smell and taste of sex and fear. Usually for a pegging and often for a caning Miss will use Her own warm panties, especially for a pegging. But not today.
Miss goes and sits down again drinking Her spritzer. We can hear Her chatting and laughing with one of Her friends on Her phone, planning an evening out.
“Wait, whimper and squirm quietly sissies.” She tells us sharply, but with amusement in Her voice.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” We both try to reply, but all that comes out is a muffled whimper.
After the first maid is punished she is dismissed in tears. Her muffled squeals and sobs of fear and pain as horrid and as awful as the crack of the leather crop on Her bottom and Her thighs. Cuffed and strapped down pressed next to her I can feel her struggles, writhing and wriggling futilely to avoid the crop. I am choking in fear now, my panties stuffed into my mouth, waiting for my turn.
Miss sits back down and summons another maid to fetch Her another spritzer. The other maid is left
facing the wall, while Mistress enjoys Her sparkling wine cocktail. I wonder if she will be punished too but then shortly afterwards Mistress dismisses Her. Mistress comes over and stands near me and I can smell the arousal on Her. Hear Her rubbing Her thighs together softly.
I am whipped severely 12 lashes I think. The hormone dosages make it difficult, impossible to count properly anymore, we are just constantly emotionally overwhelmed and ditzy. But even so it feels like more than the other sissy received. But then again, it always does feel like you are being unfairly punished more and more severely than the other maids. And not only that, but the other maids are constantly jealous if they think that Master or Mistress is being stricter with one of us.
I am still sobbing and spluttering into my panties when Mistress summons the first maid back. She is terrified her bottom now smarting and throbbing as she minces back into the room. She is sent upstairs to fetch one of Mistress strap ons. She has a few different designs and styles all around 12-14” with matching girth and exaggerated phallic features thick veins and bulbous swollen glans. They are all designed to fit in a harness but also to set inside Her intimately. So that when
She fucks or pegs us Her clitoris is massaged intimately too, The more firmly She thrusts, the more we spasms and twist on Her penetration and the more arousing it is for Her. She will fuck us until we are sobbing and moaning, choking helplessly on our gags with need and desperate near orgasmic sissified frustration, and then She will orgasm and spasm deep inside us. Often lying on our backs moaning and crying with climactic ecstasy Herself.
Mistress laughs at the maid as She brings the strap on down.
“Look at your silly needy face sissy, not for you sissy today.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I can hear the disappointment and the relief in her voice the crinkle and swish of her glossy satin skirt as she curtsies. I am still over the bench so cant see the interaction.
“You may prepare the harness and ‘my cock’ though sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“Oh but first kneel down here and open that pretty mouth of yours.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
I hear Mistress peeing into sissies mouth, I am very, very jealous.
“You may swallow sissy, be careful not to spill any on your uniform sissy, unless you want to be punished again sissy.”
“No Miss, Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And of course you don’t want to waste Any do you sissy.”
“No Miss, Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
I can hear sissy preparing the harness and strap on. The lube has quite a wet sloppy, almost slappy, sound. I am squirming with fright now, my rump throbbing and smarting with burning pain from the crop. I know Mistress will spare no thought to my tender pinky inflamed bottom and thighs. Quite the contrary She will enjoy fucking me harder as I moan and whimper.
“Lots of lube sissy, I want her ass very tight but slippery too.”
The lube is very well designed for our superiors pleasure,. It makes us feel very tight, almost more than anally virginal, but also very easy to open and penetrate too. And once fully inside it still feels so tight and enjoyable for our superiors too. As does our moaning and writhing on them. Master is already very big at least 10” when erect, not as big as Mistresses favourite strap on but both feel so much more massive and invasive inside us. And although Mistresses strap on is fearsome indeed Masters throbbing cock, feels so alive and so utterly shaming and shameful.
My previous Mistress used to enjoy coming home from work, especially at our special time of the month when we were both especially horny. I would serve Mistress a drink then She would casually tell me to fetch Her strap on. Then as I hurriedly minced upstairs to Her bedroom She would call out after me.
“Do hurry sissy unless you want to fetch my crop as well.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I would reply breathlessly frightened. Struggling with the short 10” strap
between my maids boots, hobbling me as if my panties were around my ankles, and the large dildo plug nearly always at 12” for my chores and 14 when serving Mistress or Master,
I would hear Her laugh satisfied enjoying Her dominance.
I would hurrying desperately & breathlessly now. Knowing that She would be even more aroused when I returned.
Miss says Her sissies always need a good hard pegging, and that we are always so much more needy and attentive afterwards. Master always enjoys fellatio with a maid after she has been pegged.
After sissy has finished lubing Mistresses strap on, sissy is dismissed back to Her chores
Then Mistress comes over She removes my own panties from my mouth and replaces them with Hers. They are sopping wet. The strong taste of Her arousal, mingling with my own frightened arousal. She unlocks and removes my anal plug. Then almost immediately begins to push inside me.
She stops for a second as She slowly but firmly enters me.
Please Miss, be gentle Miss, I love You Miss. I am sobbing into my gag, She stuffs Her panties even more firmly into my mouth.
“Of course you do sissy.” She laughs happily as She thrusts fully inside me.
It nearly always takes Her a while to climax with the strap on and we are nearly always both exhausted when She orgasms. Her orgasm invigorates Her though.
She plugs and locks my ass again and uncuffs me and sits back down as I fetch Her another drink.
She puts me back in the cuffs but needs another pee and uses my mouth, The pee is quite yellow and strong tasting now, but I love it even more. Then She pulls
me under Her leather skirt, for more cunnilingus. It is very intimately humid and sweaty under there now and She does a She nearly always does pulls the hem over my head as I begin to slowly kiss and lick to please Her again.
Her second climax is multiple orgasms, usually with the strap on its an explosive orgasm, coming in waves. With cunnilingus, Miss usually comes in discrete spasmic orgasms. With gasps and cries of utter delight. Which make me squirm so wistfully and helplessly on my plug, which is always at maximum for cunnilingus.
She allows me to kneel for a few moments kissing Her still in the darkness under Her skirt. Then still kissing Her softly I cleaned and dried Her then fetched a fresh pair of panties for Her. I pulled them up to Her bottom
“You may hurry back to your little chores now sissy.” She told me after I had kissed Her bottom and She had sat down again
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
She smiled with satisfaction and mock sympathy at the look of utter disappointment on my face.
“But you can hand wash these first sissy.” She said indicating Her now discarded panties.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And iron them later.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I curtsied
“Run along now sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I curtsied again and minced to the door, behind me I could already hear Her chatting and laughing to one of Her friends on the phone.
Later that afternoon when Master came home, both myself and other maid would be punished again, But
Master nearly always chose a maid who had just been pegged for fellatio. We were so much hotter and submissive He said. After He had cropped both of us we both served Him together. Me sucking and She kissing and licking at His balls and shaft while I sucked until He deep throated me. He filled my mouth but came over both our faces. He always came so thick and strongly. Afterwards we cleaned each others faces with our panties, then He sent us back to our late afternoon, evening chores.
That evening we 2 will not be permitted to toilet with the other maids and we will be put in a double humbler together. Master and Mistress have a collection of humblers now, double, triple etc, up to one holding all 6 maids together. Of course being put in the humbler is horrible enough, but when you locked like this next to another maid constantly squirming and moving however gingerly causes the other maid such intimate
humiliating distress. And of course Master or Mistress find a reason to paddle us on our cherries leaving us squealing in pain and fear, even heavily cock gagged as we always are kept in the humbler. Squirming in pain and distress listening to Master or Mistress enjoying one of the other sissies intimate service or enjoying each other. Master and Mistress do enjoy a very rampart sex life. While Her and His sissies wait behind the leather seraglio curtain to serve and please them.
Master more so than Mistress likes to teasing question us. Especially after sex, or in the morning after sex. He will ask if you still tender from the night before, which you always are. And He will smile and pat or squeeze your behind. And tell you that He could see that because sissies always mince so sweetly after anal sex. And that He has decided to keep your plug fully expanded today for your housework, and to not allow you to pee until at least the evening, So that you squirm and squelch so piteously and gingerly on your plug all day. Feeling swollen and like you are about to
burst all day. Because He will enjoy that and what is more important His amusement and enjoyment or a little discomfort for sissies.
We will always answer, with a little squelch and curtsy, very truthfully too.
“Your pleasure Master, always Your Pleasure Master, thank You Master.”
And He will often pat our bottom again.
“And if I gave you a forever choice sissy,”
“Between a little sissy splash, because calling a little pathetic dribble a spurt is way too much, isn’t it sissy, but a tiny weak splash or splutter just once in a while.”
“Or never again and giving Mistress another perfect orgasm on your hot fervent little tongue?”
“Or me another perfect BJ, which would you choose sissy.”
“Oh Master, please Master, sissy would choose to give You or Mistress perfect oral service, always and forever Master, thank You Master.”
He would laugh and smile
“But you will never be given that choice sissy, that decision is for your superior and owners isn’t it sissy ?” It wasn’t really a question.
“Yes Master, thank you Master.”
“And you will always give your most perfect intimate service wont you sissy.”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.”
“And your most perfect domestic service, sissy”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.”
“And anal use and penetration is most enjoyable too sissy.”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.”
“For me and Mistress at least sissy, which is all that counts isn’t it sissy?”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.”
“Unless you want to be punished sissy.”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.”
At this point you would be quite desperately orgasmic squirming usually kneeling between His open legs, or maybe perched on His lap and clinging to Him if He is feeling indulgent.
“Please Master, please keep sissy under perfect discipline Master.”
“Oh don’t worry sissy, you will always be kept in strict chastity, and plugged, and under perfect discipline sissy.”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.” You sob
“That pretty little ass is made for the leather crop, just as the crop is perfect for that sweet tender peachy butt.”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.”
“And also to split and spit for my enjoyment sissy.”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.”
As are those slippery glossy lips of yours sissy.”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.”
“And chastity to keep you soft and tiny.”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.”
“Eyes down
sissy.” He tells you, as if you could ever dare look up to meet His eyes again
you feel so
inferior and helplessly emotional now.
You will be totally helpless and clinging to Him at that point and He might then pull you over His lap for a spanking before fellatio, or simply send you back to your housework, in tears. It is always His or Her choice.
As it should always be, curtsy.
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