“Oh it is dreadfully stuffy and smelly in here isn’t it.”
The visiting Lady client exclaimed as She and the Mistress or Miss walked through the laundry room followed by the adaptive air con. All the ladies are Mistresses but we only refer to our owner as Mistress, or Miss in private as Miss is seen as more intimate in that setting. Similar with Sir and Master, only our Mistress or owners boyfriend is Master, if He prefers that is, but some Men like to be called Master when we are serving them intimately. It can be very confusing especially for sissies. But one thing we are kept painfully aware of, acutely so, is the correct protocol to use.
It was always very stuffy and humid in the laundry room. The smell of worn panties and warm water as we hand washed each pair of panties was quite overpowering and exciting too.
The guest would only be very faintly aware of the warm moist
atmosphere, cocooned as they were by the AC, that followed them round, like an envelope. The AC was not for the sissy maids though, our discomfort wasn’t important. It saved the club money, on bills and the environment too, and moreover it pleased our superiors for us to perform our chores in the most menial but intimate heat.
“Yes it can be, but thankfully only for the maids.” Said the Miss.
She smiled and waved at the Sir supervising us from the office above the work area. I say office but it was a nice little room with a couch and CCTV screens on the wall. The Sir could watch us on the screens while watching TV or listening to music. We could be taken into the office if Sir wanted a BJ or to bend us over for anal, or to punish us. One of the sissies had just been in the office on Her knees for Sir. As we had all squirmed jealously and hurried on with our washing duties.
“Well thank goodness not to be one of the sissy maids then.” The visitor laughed.
“Yes how dreadful that would be, for them that is.” The Miss laughed back.
The pair stopped in front of me, I was washing the visitors pile of panties. I stopped and curtsied to each Lady in turn.
“Hello Miss, good afternoon Miss, I hope you are having a lovely day Miss.”
The visitor smiled at me but didn’t reply.
“Yes we are sissy, quite relaxing, do hurry on with your chores sissy, those panties wont wash or iron themselves.” The Miss told me.
“Yes Miss thank You Miss,” I replied curtsying again.
They continued watching me for a couple of seconds then walked on. I was told to follow them as they went upstairs and onto the shaded veranda of the club. Usually when a visitor come to the club, the sissy who is chosen to hand launder Her intimates is called to serve drinks. Similarly if the client is displeased about anything sissy can be punished in front of the client. Also because we are performing intimate laundry chores for the Ladies our dildo’s are kept full and expanded all day as if we were attending the Ladies personally. But when She visits the dildo is engorged appropriately even more. We always feel very full nearly splitting but even more so. The only time the dildo are bigger is when we are performing fellatio or when we attending & serving Mistress, and bigger again when serving Her intimately.
So I struggled as always to keep up with in my high heeled boots and 10” hobble strap, on the stairs but
I did, following a discreet and proper 5 paces behind. Feeling and hearing the dildo squidge and squelch inside me. Literally a stick or cock in my ass.
The ladies sat down and another Miss joined them.
“White wine sissy”, “Another white wine Sissy”, “Rose sissy.” I was told
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I curtsied to each of the Ladies in turn as they spoke top me.
“Do hurry sissy unless you also want to fetch the crop.” Miss told me.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
She was already holding the crop but its meaning was clear. Sometimes I am sent mincing with utter fright to fetch the crop or canes. Sometimes Mistress or Miss might toss the cane to the floor and tell me to fetch it, sometimes held in both hands sometimes held crossways in my trembling lips. The Sirs were fond of that too, sometimes on all fours.
“It has made me very thirsty watching those busy sissies in that stuffy laundry room.”
“Yes me too.” The visitor replied.
The drinks were served individually on a silver platter. Gracefully but quickly, a superior should never be kept waiting for anything at all.
“You may face the wall sissy.” I was told
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I curtsied again.
I had to stand very straight and close against the wall, toes note and tip of my chastity touching the wall.
Curtsy cuffs, holding the hem of my dress and with eyes closed.
The Ladies were laughing and chatting. Then the visitor told me turn around and called me back.
“Fresh more drinks sissy, chop, chop, maid.” She told me smiling.
After I had served more wine the visitor told me to stay and stand to one side of Her.
“Do you enjoy washing my panties sissy.” She teased
“Yes Miss, very much so Miss, thank you Miss.”
“Tell me about the process again sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“In your own little words sissy.” The Miss teased me patting my bottom softly with Her crop.
I told Her how each pair of panties was lifted up in both hands and curtsied to. Then kissed at the crotch softly and reverently, before curtsying again and thanking the Miss in Her absence for being permitted to wash Her panties.
“Always softly sissy ?.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And respectfully sissy ?”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
This was true, even when we are hand washing our Mistresses panties and lingerie it is always kissed at its most intimate point of contact, softly and
respectfully, not rudely. Sissies must serve their superiors domestically and intimately, demurely and submissively, blushing. It very much pleases the superior, both male and female, to cajole and tease the sissy coquette as She blushes helplessly with arousal and embarrassment.
In fact washing panties and lingerie for a Lady who in not the sissies Mistress and owner is even more sweetly and intimately humiliating for the sissy. Because with her Mistress sissy will sometimes serve Mistress with Her tongue or be pegged, but for other women this will be the only sexual contact sissy has with Her, except kissing Her bottom in greeting or farewell sometimes.
“And what do you think about, or rather what fills that pretty little vacant head, when you are washing my things sissy.”
“Oh Miss, how lovely they always are. Thank You Miss”
Because they always are so expensive an delicate, lace and silk, often hand made, by sissies in little workshops.
“How soft and delicate and feminine they are Miss, thank you Miss.”
“And how pretty and lovely you must look wearing them Miss, thank you Miss.”
“Oh yes I do sometimes spare a thought for your dutiful and perfect laundry services when I toss a discarded pair aside sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“Or when my boyfriend takes them down sissy.”
I blushed hotly, sometimes Mistress will have Her sissy take down Her panties before She and Her boyfriend have sex.
“Oh how lucky your boyfriend must feel to have you as His partner Miss, thank you Miss.”
She smiled.
“Do you think about that too sissy.”
“Yes Miss, I do thank You Miss.” I blushed
“Yes He is lucky isn’t He sissy, and He is a real Man big and firm, not kept soft and tiny, and in pink satin panties like you sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I blushed and curtsied, smoothing my apron down
“Or kept in chastity sissy.” She watching and smiling as the smoothing glide of my fingers hesitated slightly as they passed over my tiny bulge.
“But don’t you get a little bit excited sissy.” She said teasingly.
A lot of the clientele start off just curious and intrigued by the hand laundering service for their very expensive underwear. But then seem to visit with an increasing frequency, enjoying questioning and teasing the sissies. Some Ladies get increasing interested in the scene, but other just find it titillating. Some like to bring their boyfriends with them, which can be very humiliating if they are not interested in the scene. But they do seem to like the sissies when they see how effeminate and submissively eager to please we are.
“Yes Miss, I do Miss, thank You Miss.” I blushed and squirmed.
“It is exciting when I am watching you sissy.”
“Yes it is Miss, thank You Miss.”
“They always are very excited, they are such little bimbos.” The other Miss laughed squeezing my bottom.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“That’s why we keep them always in chastity.” She patted my bottom and squeezed it again.
“Until we have then properly snipped.” The other Miss replied, all three Ladies laughed at my evident discomfort.
“They are always so excited when they are being supervised by one of the Men. Squirming and squelching on their plugs pathetically needy.”
“If they were allowed to they would be pressing and pushing each other out of the way, desperate to get to His lap, begging to kneel before Him to kiss and suck His cock.”
“Or to be sat impaled on His lap, or bent over, as much as they whimper and moan in distress, all sissies love anal, just like those stories about slavegirls giggling and whispering about Master when He bend them over from behind.”
“Oh, this sound new what is this?” The visitor asked.
The Miss told the visitor about the stories and fantasies we sissies constantly whisper about, if and when
we are allowed to chatter while we work. Telling each other little tips for performing housework, makeup techniques and for pleasing the Sirs, especially. Especially fellatio tips, and oral tips for Mistress. But always lots of hot things that excite us and these little fantasies, usually involving pretty slavegirls or sissies. And how one of our favourites was one about little slavegirls talking and half complaining about how their Master always gagged them for anal, because they moaned so loudly in distress and humiliated misery as He penetrated them from behind. Always gagged them with their own sex wet panties, which made them even more distressed and sexually excited, and then muffled so prettily as they cascaded with waves of helpless orgasm for Him as He came inside them. And how excited they were by being gagged like that for His enjoyment. Not realizing of course that that one of the Masters had been listening to them while they got themselves so helplessly excited, and that now He would always gag them like for sex. Moreover they would be firmly spanked and perform fellatio to thank the Masters for keeping them so hot and wet for His pleasure.
Of course slavegirls aren’t usually allowed panties with their very short tunics and revealing livery, so the only time they wear panties it is so they can be told to remove them in front of everybody, or have them peeled off by Master as He fucks her and stuffs them into her mouth. Similarly slave girls are not usually plugged although sometimes a very large double dildo belt can be used as punishment, security or training. Likewise with chastity or the iron belt it is to enforce the knowledge that her sexual pleasure is for Her masters enjoyment and control, rather than appropriate strict denial. She loves to orgasm in submission for her Master, but might be punished if He suspects that her fervent desire to please Him is to satisfy her own wet needs rather than for His pleasure. Sissies also long to orgasm is submission to Mistress and Master but that sexual pleasure is only for their superiors satisfaction. Although sissy might and is still severely punished if she is seen as wanting to please Him for her own needs.
And how excited we sissies got as we told each other this story and all the other sexually submissive stories and fantasies. But secretly this one especially and other similar stories about forced anal.
In truth we told each other the stories in much more and much more salacious and scandalized detail.
But hearing the Ladies tell the story and laugh about the details was so much more excited, I felt like I was splitting and could almost burst on my enlarged plug.
Miss was very aware of my excitement and patted my bottom again.
“Of course the pretty little slavegirls get to orgasm for their Master, don’t they sissy?” just knowing how to make even more excited.
“Yes Miss, they do Miss, thank You Miss.” I exclaimed very embarrassingly squeakily.
Miss smiled.
“But sissies are not allowed to cum or orgasm, are they sissy,”
“Yes Miss, we are not Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And its so much better to be kept in chastity so you can serve the Sirs perfectly isn’t it sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And to serve Mistress, domestically and sometimes intimately isn’t it sissy?”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“She is a good maid isn’t she ?” The visitor said sweetly
“They all always are, the cane and crop are very well suited to their pretty little bottoms, isn’t that right sissy .”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I whispered frightened.
“When you go down into the laundry room or any room where there are sissies serving or in proximity the Men there is always that hot but pathetic sweet smell of sissies in need.”
“They do naturally get themselves very excited, don’t you sissy?”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“They get so excited by everything the stories about pretty slavegirls, kissing our bottoms, by the Sirs, even by each other in their lovely pretty uniforms.”
“It can be quite confusing for their empty little heads, we try not to tease them too much.”
“Yes not too much.” The other Miss laughed “Just as much as it is amusing.”
Sissies with deep effeminate needs are mercilessly exploited by the Mistresses and Sirs.
It is a pleasant game for them. We are so helpless.
“And when I or one of the other Misses is supervising there is always that sweet smell and atmosphere of fright, sexual fright, that is.”
“I do love walking around them as they work, it can be quite invigorating and satisfying. And of course administering my crop to correct any errors.”
“The Men prefer spanking or paddling, though we are encouraging them to use the stout canes.”
“Somehow the sissies seem to serve that much better after a firm caning from Sir,”
“Although I do enjoy the swish of the crop, probably but not as much the sissies fear it behind them, I think.”
“And just the tangy atmosphere of sex and fright in the room is quite arousing for me and very arousing, albeit in a different way, for all concerned.”
“But I do often go home after my shift, to my own sissy, busy with Her own housework, waiting eagerly and anxiously for my return.”
“Wondering if I will be sending her immediately, after She has fetched me a drink of course, hurrying for the strap on or the crop.”
“Or often both.” She added with a chortle.
“Wouldn’t that be lovely for you sissy doing your daily chores waiting at home for me and wondering about my crop or my strap on.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“Of course after watching you smooth your dress and apron so prettily I might have to buy a bigger strap on for your cute little ass.”
Mistress and Her friends constantly teased me about how my fingertips just paused ever so slightly when they passed over my tiny bulge, when I smoothed my apron. It was quite instinctive to smooth the glossy satin apron down, so it was neat and pretty, and also instinctive to pause just for a tiny
moment just there. And how the gesture was so sweet and made Mistress & the Misses want to send me for the strap on or the crop, depending on Her mood. The gesture, just like my lip glossy pout also made the Sirs immediately think of fellatio, I was constantly teased. Which made me very self conscious about it. All the other sissies were constantly teased and tormented about this too, but somehow I felt I was teased more. Which wasn’t true and just made me feel even more silly and helpless.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“A tight little ass like that needs, deserves a nice big cock, doesn’t it sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“I would make you positively squeak as I pegged you sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I blushed as a curtsied
“I will have to show your owner the new catalogue of toys sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“I think my current crop would suffice though sissy.”
“My house crop is nice and worn, the leather is so shiny now from my sissies ass, I’m sure it would love to caress your rump too, sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
I knew that most Mistresses kept a personal crop at home which Her sissy would fear very much, but would also be so very intimate. Well worn with use and tearful kisses.
“Sometimes though I like to relax and just have sissy under my skirt. Let her hot little tongue do all the work.”
“Although I think your owner and Mistress mostly prefers Her canes doesn’t She sissy ?.”
“Yes Miss, She does Miss, thank You Miss.”
“She has a nice crop too doesn’t She sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“I’m sure that will be one of your daily chores polishing Her crop, sissy, kissing and polishing it fearfully and respectfully.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“I am thinking about having my own house sissy one day, sissy.” the visitor told me
“Yes Miss, are you Miss ? thank You Miss.”
“Maybe not my lover, but my current husband.” She said. “I have a very generous ‘prenup’ and a very good lawyer.”
“Isn’t He your boyfriend too.” Miss asked
“Well yes He is, do you think there is a potential conflict of interest there,” She smiled with a mischievous twinkle in Her eyes
The two Misses laughed.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“So maybe you wont be required to wash my pretty little intimates anymore sissy, will that make you very upset sissy.”
“Yes Miss, it would do Miss, thank You Miss.”
“But not for some time sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And maybe you will be kept domesticated by your Mistress and maybe a Master then sissy.” one of the Misses told me.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“What do you think sissy, should I have a maid of my own.”
“At the very least every Lady should have one.” One of the Misses said, She kept three sissies in panties and strict chastity at home.
“I hope you will treat her as strictly as I am, and want to be Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And deserve to be sissy.” The Miss said patting my bottom sharply with Her crop.
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
It is so enjoyable to come home to a very needy sissy. She will have been thinking about you and aching for you all day. They are so sweet when you bend them over and push your wet panties into their mouths. Especially if you have been thinking about pegging them during the afternoon or on the drive home. Which I often have, Miss laughed. And then peeling or having them peel your panties off and pushing them into their mouths as you penetrate them. So they can taste your arousal as they almost choke on it and their own. Its so enjoyable not allowing them to cum while they can taste nothing but your excitement.
Mistress also quite often prefers not to wear panties with Her house or evening lingerie, for Her comfort and also to tease me. Or when She goes out in very slinky evening dress, that would show a pantie line. Although sometimes She might wear a thong with these dresses to emphasize Her curves and bottom for Her boyfriend. Mistress used to like me wearing a thong when I used to wear the smooth feminine slacks for the office, also to emphasize my bottom. The smooth matte satin slacks with no pockets and the zipper at the rear. Sometimes the Men in the office, on the other floors who were aware of the sissy ‘placements’ on the upper floors would squeeze or even slap my bottom in the lift. When I had complained to Miss, who was looking after me in the office, and Mistress they had suggested that I should be flattered and maybe I should curtsy and thank them. I had blushed furiously, very flustered until they told me they were just teasing for now. But of course if any of the Sirs in the club fondled or slapped my bottom I was to curtsy and thank them.
I of course was always in panties now, tight glossy satin panties, slippery and glossy almost glassy
inside and out. Some sissies also had their chastity in a little satin pouch, inside their panties Mistress sometimes liked this ‘modesty pouch’ for me and sometimes She did not.
When performing our own laundry duties with other sissies, each sissy must hand wash the other sissies intimate smalls, just like we lovingly hand wash Mistresses panties. And if we are serving together or being punished together we are usually gagged with each others panties rather than our own. Knowing she can taste your most intimate shame, as you can taste hers adds to the intense humiliation of being pantie gagged.
And Mistress when She gags you with Her own warm wet panties for sex or punishment, but especially for sex. She loves the way you moan and whimper, in distress and sexual misery, stifled and muffled by Her panties stuffed in your mouth. Which each thrust both Hers and your arousal growing to a crescendo of Her pleasure. She has teasingly told you on several occasions, that your helpless moans only serve to add to Her enjoyment. But you cant help yourself and neither can She. Both She is Sir says our moans only serve to make them want to thrust harder and quicker.
Similarly when we are being punished, our muffled cries of pain and fear of total distress, adds as a spur to their satisfaction in strictness.
Or of course having sissy kneel down in front of you to lube the strap on before you spread their legs and fuck them, gagged nearly always so intimately of course,
And when I opt for the crop instead or before, hearing that muffled squeal of pain and fright as the first lash strikes. That sound of leather or cane, hitting their tender soft behinds.
It is usually in multiples of six, but sissies are kept so fluffy & fuzzy by the strong hormones. We simply cant count properly any more. In our vacant little air heads, six is just an awful lot and six more, is an awful horrid lot more again. Usually its at least six and often 12 with the crop. Mistress likes 6 with Her thick cane then following up with 6 & 6 with Her thin springy cane. The Sirs don’t really count, or at least it seems not when they spank us over their knees.
Or having sissy kneel between my thighs under my skirt, kissing me so intimately until I am satisfied.
They are so loving and devoted to pleasing us with their hot little tongues. Almost as if they think we might allow them access to their little sissies if they perform well enough. The Misses laughed. Of course it is even more intensely satisfying once they have been snipped. I cringed and felt my knees go weak at the very mention of this. They serve so sweetly and lovingly, as if we would give them back their little things, Miss laughed. Oh and you should see how much more eagerly they suck cock.
We do get very excited by each other and sissies who have been snipped are even more constantly horny as we jiggle our breasts and bottoms prettily for Sir jealously and pettily anxious and desperate for His attention. And how amusing it is too see us weakly clench our tiny little fists in impotent, completely powerless pique when Sir or Mistress chooses another sissy to serve them. How we love it when it us chosen and hate it when another maid is selected, but also how we also secretly and shamefully relish the humiliation of being dismissed so matter of factly by our superiors.
Gelded sissies are usually given extra hormones so that they grow breasts often too just before they are snipped. Allegedly the very strong localized hormones are also part of the chemical gelding process. This is much preferred to falsies or implants as they look and feel much better. The hormones keep them nice and pert bouncing and jiggling as we serve and perform our chores.
Miss pointed out
my own soft swellings, a natural part of
the ordinary hormones and patting my bottom, told me.
“Don’t fret sissy it will be your turn soon.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And when you look down you will see your pleasing cleavage instead of your silly little ‘bulge’ if you can even call it that sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And wont that be lovely sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“For Sir that is sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“More wine sissy.” I was told.
“Next time we will have to arrange for you to have a little drink with us sissy, wont that be lovely.”
Some of the Ladies like to pee into a glass and have us drink it from a little wine glass in front of them, pale yellow, still slightly frothy and warm, while they enjoy a glass of chilled wine. Mistress often enjoys this and with Mistress and only Mistress, She likes to pee directly into our mouths, It is something the Misses were encouraging the clients to enjoy. It also meant I would be fuller and more squirmy for the Sirs later as the club sissies were not usually allowed to toilet until much later in the evening.
“Yes Miss, it will Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And then you may face the wall again sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“You still have lots of panties to wash and then to iron later sissy,”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.”
“And I am sure Sir will be interested to know why you are so excited sissy.”
“Yes Miss, thank You Miss.” I curtsied and squelched knowing I would be in for a spanking.
Miss laughed happily.
How wonderful it must be to be them, but how wonderful it is to serve them.
Curtsy
