15 February 2018

One hundred sissy points

By:Emshoninque

The poor sissy was at the point of tears. She had been bouncing up and
down on her boyfriend for the last two hours. Her "boyfriend" was a nine
inch dildo that was attached firmly to the hard wooden chair in front of
her computer. It usually has a lot of lube on it, but that must have worn
off quite some time ago.

She grunted as she bounced because her sissy balls were attached to the
seat of the chair by a five inch chain. After much experimenting, I'd
found that was the perfect length to allow her to enjoy bouncing up and
down, while not risking the possibility of the dildo slipping out of her
sissy pussy.

She didn't know yet that I had ordered and new boyfriend for her to play
with. This one was thirteen inches and substantially wider at the base.
But that's a surprise for tomorrow. Today was the third Sunday of the
month and my naughty little slut had only earned 99 sissy points this
week!

That's why she was bouncing desperately up and down on her dildo while I,
and several other gentlemen watched her via the webcam. I had graciously
allowed her to do some extra credit work, at the rate of one point per
hour as long as she didn't stop bouncing and kept repeating her sissy
mantra for the whole world to see via the internet.

"I am sissy michelle," she grunted out through clenched teeth. "I am
nothing but a submissive sissy slut. I am nothing but a collection of
holes for horny men to use anyway they see fit. I am nothing but a sex
slave for my Master to use and abuse however He sees fit. I promise to be
an obedient sissy slut. I promise to be a horny sissy slut. I promise to
be the best sissy slut that I can be, because I know that Master will
destroy me if I ever fail."

That last part was important. Sissy has been locked in her chastity for
the past six months and she knows that part of me wants to weld the damn
thing shut so she can stop dreaming about earning enough points to earn a
sissygasm. I would have done it a few months ago, but I do like to remove
her cage from time to time so that I can clean it and shave sissy's
private parts with my straight razor. The look of terror in her eyes as I
place the blade against her tiny little sissy balls is one of my favorite
parts of this whole relationship.

I text window popped up on my screen. It was SadoMonster18 informing me
that "the little slut has stopped." Sure enough, the exhausted sissy had
collapsed down on her boyfriend and was silently sobbing in defeat. I
almost felt sorry for the slut, but then SadoMonster18 asked if he could
come up with her "punishment."

I was tempted, but I had my own plans for sissy. I've had plans for her
ever since I fist found her watching sissy hypno videos, some eights
months ago. I composed myself and turned on my webcam. It was pointed
directly at my hard cock--that's all a sissy needs to look at. "Why did you
stop, sissy?" I asked in my most forceful voice. She could barely muster
the energy to respond.

"Fine," I scowled into the cam. You have exactly two hours to compose
yourself, then we will decide what your punishment will be." I typed my
pass code into my computer and heard the audible click as sissy's
Dreamlover vault opened on her end. She reached in and took out the key to
unlock her chains. Then, as she'd been trained to do, she put the key back
in the vault and closed it as I locked it from my end.

Ain't technology great? I don't know how they used to train sissy sluts in
the old days. Laughing, I got up to grab a beer and go check on Candy--the
sissy I had tied up in my bed at the moment. I decided to give her a rough
fuck while I thought about what was coming up next for sissy michelle.
"Year two," I thought, as I shoved my cock in and made Candy squeal."

Allow me to step back and explain. I give my sissy sluts a series of goals
that they are required to meet or else they incur one of my punishments.
The sissies quickly learn that I am not somebody to trifle with. My
punishments are usually along the lines of getting another tattoo or
piercing. Most of my sluts have so much ink and steel in them after a few
years of service that they can no longer get through airport security.

One particularly naughty sissy pissed me off so much that I had a weighted
steel ring permanently secured to her balls. Then I tattooed my cell phone
number on her ass along with a message that read "Any man, woman or dog
may fuck this sissy whore, but please text a picture to this number so
that I know she's being a good slut."

Then I put her on a flight to Chicago, where one of her online admirers
wanted to spend some time using her. I got four pictures sent to me from
Airport Security. She was stripped down to her lingerie in a back room and
stuffed full of cock and covered in cum. Unfortunately, the little sissy
missed her flight, so I got a few more pictures while she waited for the
next flight to Chicago.

I decided then and there that I was going to make her take several cross-
country flights each month. It's a nice way to thank our TSA officers for
their service in keeping our country safe.

Back to the story--I suppose that I should explain the point system.

Sissy michelle has to earn 100 sissy points every week. She started out at
just 50, but I like to add ten more points to the weekly requirement at
the end of every month, whether she's been good or bad. After eight months
with me, she is up to 100 points a week. If she is short points during one
of the weeks, the difference will be added to her weekly requirements for
the rest of the month.

We meet on the first Sunday of each month for our review. I release her
from her cage and then, if she has earned her 100 sissy points, she is
allowed to stroke herself to a sissygasm while I fuck her. If she's short,
she can expect to be punished.

Let's talk points.

Sissy is expected to wear her bra, panties, stockings and garter belt
under her boi clothes at work every day. I text her at random times and
she has five minutes to go to the restroom, disrobe in the stall and send
me a picture as proof that she is properly attired. She has to hold a post
it note up that has the day's date on it, along with the word of the day,
so that I know she's being honest.

When she sends me the picture, she earns one sissy point. She loses five
points if she's late.

Sissy is expected to rush home from work every night and doll herself up.
I expect sexy lingerie and full makeup, jewelry and wig. Plus high heels,
of course. She poses and sends me a picture. If I think she's put in
enough effort, she gets another sissy point.

She also spends time in front of her webcam each night. She has a group of
horny men who like to chat with her. They pay a very reasonable fee for
this chat session, which goes into a sissy transformation fund that I
manage. The fund is doing very well, as I currently have 19 sissies who
are in various stages in their training.

I monitor michelle's chat sessions. If sissy works her ass off, she can
earn up to one sissy point per hour, although I never give her credit for
the full time served. That would be too easy.

Of course the main way that a sissy earns points is by sexually serving
men. A blowjob is worth five sissy points, as long as she sends me a
picture that shows her whore mouth full of cum--splattered across her face
also counts. It only counts if the man is satisfied and I can clearly see
a post it note with the day's date and the "word of the day" clearly in
the shot.

I love the look on a sissy's face after she has spent an evening fucking
four or five men, but doesn't earn any sissy points because of illegible
handwriting on the post it note. They NEVER make that mistake twice.

A good fucking is worth seven points, and if there is some element of
kinky involved, it might even be worth ten sissy points if I'm feeling
generous.

Fill her mouth with your piss after you fucked her? Sure, why not? Ten
points. Wrap her from head to toe in duct tape and then leave her
mummified on the floor after you've had your way with her? Yes--ten points!

I even had one instance when sissy was down on all fours blowing one of
her studs when the guy's dog decided to get in on the action. The bitch
was knotted so long that I was tempted to give her credit for a blowjob
AND a kinky fuck, but then I thought I was getting too soft and went with
the standard ten sissy points.

There are some other ways to earn sissy points. A night serving in a glory
hole is worth 25 sissy points--although it's not really fair to the sissy
because she'd really be earning hundreds of sissy points every night that
she's working the hole if we counted her efforts by each individual
blowjob.

Serving as a urinal slut is also worth 25 sissy points. Basically she
spends the night tied up in a bathroom stall with an O-ring locked into
her mouth. She's not allowed to swallow until she's told to flush, at
which point she is expected to swallow everything down, lick her lips and
beg for more hot piss.

This one is also a bit of a trap, as I make her wear a sign around her
neck with my cell phone number on it. It never fails. Somebody calls sissy
customer service to complain that a drop of piss splashed out and got on
their pants--something along those lines.

I apologize and ask them to punish the sissy for me until we can get her
in for some "advanced training." They almost always spank the sissy and
then fuck her. When they are finished I tell sissy that not only will she
not get credit for the fuck, but she will lose her 25 points, and another
25 should she get another complaint.

I'm not kidding--one sissy came out of a urinal session owing me 475
points! And it was only the second week of the month, which means she had
to earn 475 points to make up the difference that week, and the next two
weeks as well.

Then again, I had another sissy that was such a piss slut that people were
calling sissy customer service to ask about renting her out for parties. I
eventually sold the sissy to one of these men. I got a money order for 25K
and sissy got a steady supply of piss and cock for the rest of her days.

They lived happily every after. I know. I got a Christmas card that showed
sissy trussed up under the Christmas tree while multiple streams of piss
rained down on her.

Back to poor sissy michelle. She reappeared in front of her webcam exactly
two hours later. Her head was bowed and she was shaking with fear. The
irony was that our official review wouldn't be until next week, but she
had been short enough times in the past that I told her that she would be
punished every time she was short from here on out.

She caught the flu and missed the first five days of the week in bed
recovering. I was nice enough to let her rest up until she got better, and
then even helped her find some new boyfriends to stop by to help her make
up the point difference.

100 sissy points isn't that hard for a sissy to earn. That's just twenty
blowjobs a week. My sissies should all be able to earn 100 sissy points in
a single evening! Still, michelle wasn't up to full energy, so she was
short of her sissy quota and desperately begged for mercy. I extended the
deadline by a few hours and set her to bouncing up and down on her
boyfriend. If she could have lasted the whole three hours, she would be
set.

But she failed, so now she would be punished.

What to do? What to do?

I already knew that next week when I came into town for her official
review I would take her back to the tattoo shop and have them permanently
attach pink sleigh bells to her nipple rings and PA piercing. I loved the
idea of making her jingle every time she moved, even while at work as a
man, and I was especially looking forward to hearing the bells ring each
time somebody pounded into her from behind.

All things considered, that's not a very severe punishment. I'm saving
those for later on when she's a little more adept--I've only been working
with her for eight months so far. I usually train my sissies for three
years before finding new homes for them. I've found that it's best to save
the major changes for year two after the sissy has despaired of ever
leaving the sissy lifestyle.

Year two is when the sissy will get breast implants and be forced to go to
work dressed fully as a woman. Sissy michelle would have some extra fun as
her boss knew about her sissy tendencies as was allowing the office rumors
to run rampant with the promise that next year she would become his sissy
secretary and personal play toy while at work.

Year two is also when we start tattooing makeup on her permanently. It's
when she'll have all of her teeth removed so that there's never any chance
that a man would nick his cock of her teeth. The advantage of this is a
dentist friend of mine will fit her with regular looking dentures that can
easily be removed, but they will come equipped with a special feature that
allows them to be locked closed.

The dentist has two sissies of his own, and their mouths are locked closed
at all times unless he wants to unlock them for a quick blowjob. Those two
sissies haven't uttered a single word for nearly four years now, which is
exactly what the dentist wants.

That will all be coming for michelle in a few months, along with regular
nights serving as a sissy whore for a local pimp who likes to rent my
girls while they are being trained. They don't get credit for the cocks
the serve on these nights on the street, which makes it harder for them to
find enough time fill their sissy quotas.

That's exactly what I'm looking for. The sissy points start getting so
difficult to achieve, and they earn so many penalties that the sluts
despair. They are broken down and become mindless sexual play toys.

I find that this is when hypnotic conditioning is most effective. Make no
mistake, michelle has been staring at sissy hypno videos for several hours
a day the entire time she's been in my service. That's what got her into
the lifestyle in the first place, and I'm more than happy to let her goon
out watching videos that will turn her into more of a obsessive sissy
cocksucker.

That's all just amateur hour right now. In a few months she'll be seeing a
professional doctor who will implant some deep hypnotic suggestions. All
of my sluts have a uniform set of commands that I can turn on or off
whenever I get the urge.

They will all become outrageous nymphomaniacs, practically humping the
furniture like a dog in heat. Speaking of which, the doggie command is
also quite popular. I know that a few of my buyers wanted sissies to keep
in their kennels for the rest of their now completely canine lives.

The bimbo option is the most popular. We can turn the sissy into the
perfect mindless trophy wife who only thinks about shopping, looking
pretty and sexually serving her husband and his friends. There are a lot
of CEOs who will pay a pretty penny for one of my sissies knowing that
he'll have the perfect bimbo wife to use at home so that he can
concentrate on running his company the rest of the time.

I must admit that one of my favorites is to teach the sissy a foreign
language and then switch their language abilities on and off. One day they
are an average kid from the Midwest, but a year later their English is
completely gone and they only speak Spanish.  If a sissy can't be sold
(something that rarely happens) I can simply wipe her memories, leave her
only with Spanish comprehension and then let Immigration Services catch
her turning tricks in the barrio. They won't be able to identify her, so
she'll get deported and who knows, maybe she'll be happy living out the
rest of her life in Mexico?

The memory wipe is the most important of these hypnosis procedures. Before
I sell a sissy, I completely wipe her memories of me and my training. I
can't afford to have a sissy out in the wild that could lead the
authorities back to me. We wipe her memories and then wipe them again. All
of my sluts are wiped five times. They end up with no past memories at
all. They think that they sprung into existence as a sissy slut--which
makes it easy for them to accept their fates.

How do I know that the hypnosis works? That's the best part. The
professional doctor who implants the suggestions is one of my sissies!
Nobody knows that this respected pediatrician is a lynch pin in my sissy
empire.

She has access to some drugs that the CIA developed, and she knows the
techniques that ensure the advanced hypnosis conditioning works. She also
has a fully staffed office where my sissies can disappear for months at a
time while they get broken down before being built back up to be the
epitome of a perfect sissy slut.

Plus, she has a staff of two geeks(also sissies) who help her create sissy
hypno files that keep my girls motivated while they are being trained.

They also have a few posted online where a randomly horny dude may
occasionally stumble on the video and find himself getting hooked. That's
what happened to Mike, now known as sissy michelle.

She is openly sobbing now, ashamed that she has failed her Master (see the
early conditioning videos really work). She doesn't know it, but I'm very
happy that she's right on track. She's been watching bespoke sissy
hypnosis videos for a while now, so many of the suggestions are planted
and ready to bloom.

That's even why she was sick earlier in the week. I make sure that my
sissies keep themselves in good health, but a subliminal message in one of
the files can make her think that she has the flu. And then the poor thing
has to scramble to make enough points to escape her punishment.

If you can't tell, I'm a little devious when it comes to trapping and
training my sissies. This whole thing is part of my plan. The sissy fails
enough and feels so bad that she starts begging me to punish her and make
her into a better sissy slut. She is desperate for my approval. Every
sissy goes through this and michelle is a little ahead of schedule.

I punch up my camera and michelle immediately falls to her knees when she
sees my cock appear on her monitor. "Master," she sobs, "I have failed
You. Please allow me to prove that I am a good sissy slut. I'll do
anything."

I let that sink in for a minute before asking "Anything?" My cock twitches
on cue, as if the words are coming directly from my groin.

The sissy takes a deep breath before responding. "Anything," she promises,
and then on her own accord comes up with a plan to prove her worth.

"I need to be a better sissy slut," she cries. "100 points is not enough
for me to prove that I am serious. I beg you to make me earn 200 sissy
points a week from now on. I will work the glory hole every single night
so that I can earn the points. I will post an ad on Craigslist begging men
to come fuck me every single night. I will have them line up and breed me
like a sissy cow that you will be proud of owning."

I saw a new thought forming in her eyes. "200 isn't enough," she cried.
"I'll do 250 sissy points this week, and 300 next month. Increase my total
every week until my whole life is nothing a being a sissy bitch in heat,
serving once cock after another."

She raised her head and looked directly into the camera. "I promise," she
said in a low voice, "I will never fail you again."

I waited a minute before responding. I was jerking my cock on camera at
the thought of how much fun we would be having as I accelerated michelle
into year two ahead of schedule.

"Done," I said as I shot my load and watched michelle mindless crawl
forward to lick the computer screen, just in case any of the semen made it
across the internet.

Mistress Emma's revenge

By:Brenda

Hi I'm Ken. Well I was, now I'm called Brenda. Here's a bit of my story
for you. I hope you don't make the same mistakes I did. Because until I
got caught misbehaving by my mistress, life was pretty good.

 At 38, I had a great job as an office manager in charge of 25 or so
employees, mostly women, a really good salary, a nice office and plenty
of job security. I was only 5'7" but made up for it with my good looks &
great personality. Seriously I looked like a junior version of Chris
Hemsworth's Thor just a bit less manly a build. But even better shoulder
length hair. I was sadly widowed at 32, but I didn't let it ruin my life.
In fact I used it to make myself better. I started to live my life and
that included learning to embrace my other side.

You see, I decided to let my kinky side out. Why not. Too many people
keep there feelings bottled up inside them and struggle through life. As
soon as I decided to act on mine it was like a veil was lifted. My work
and improved and through me the entire offices efficiency went up. My
health improved, physically and mentally and I haven't felt been in
years.

I  was a closet cross-dresser, enjoyed bondage and bdsm games, and   I
always thought body piercing was hot. I even had my nipples pierced and a
PA ring installed. It was really fun when a date found them for the first
time. And none were ever put off by it. In fact they all said they could
feel the PA ring when I was inside them.

But I guess much if not most of the credit for my personal improvements
goes to encouragement from my lovely Mistress Emma, or Miss Em as she is
often called. We met at a local BDSM club that I had started to visit and
hit it off right away. She had quite a bit more experience than I did but
I was a willing student and sub. In the first few months after meeting
her I threw out my boxers and switched to panties, shaved my body and
learned to worship hers. I Submitted to her paddles and canes and learned
the joys of submission. It was all worth it just to be allowed to worship
her amazing body.

Miss Em was and inch taller than me at 5'8" with golden hair a trim waist
and beautiful bottom and a lovey c-cup chest. She was trim and toned from
regular workouts, and men and women's eyes would turn towards her
whenever she entered a room. She had a commanding presence and I was
happy to play second fiddle to her.

Living only a few miles apart made it easy for us to get together. We
regularly attended a few local clubs but spent most of our playtime
together or with 2 or 3 other fem-dom couples that she knew, and a coupe
of single domme women as well. I loved being on my knees between her legs
while she or another domme was paddling my ass, urging my tongue deeper
into her beautiful vagina or ass.

"So Mary I think I found a sub that may be a keeper." she told her
girlfriend over dinner. "We met at the club and he's smart, intelligent,
good looking, trainable and will make a really pretty sissy in time.
I still worry cause he is a guy. You never know if you can really believe
them."

"Yeah Em, they say anything until they get to cum then its see ya girl.
You are too good to put up with that shit."

"Listen Mary you are a wiz with computers. I would love to have you
install  and install some files and tracking stuff on his laptop. And
maybe a couple hidden cams too. I will invite you to dinner at his house
and keep him occupied. He will never know its there and we can set it so
you can keep an eye on him too. We can follow her every move on line and
even run sissy hypnosis tapes and subliminals in the background. In a
month she won't remember who or what Kenny was. Lol"

Not long after I agreed to be her sub she called me at work one day and
said she had a present for me and to pick up Chinese take out and bring
it to her place for dinner. We drank some wine and ate with the usual
small talk, all the while I kept glancing around the rooms to see if I
could get a hint as to what was coming. She told me to clean up the
dishes and meet her in the bedroom.

I knocked and waited to be allowed to enter the room. She was wearing 4"
stiletto heel pumps, a black lace bra and crotch-less panty set and deep
red lipstick. Towering over me in the heels she said one word "STRIP." I
hurriedly slipped out of my clothes and she grabbed me by my now
hardening dick and directed me backwards towards the bed. With a firm
push I found myself laying on the bed and she quickly was on top of me.

She knelt over my face and lowered  her pussy down and I didn't have to
be told what was expected. I was addicted to her taste and would lick her
for however long as she would allow. After a couple of hard grinding
orgasms she turned around and said it was time for my present. She
lowered her ass onto my mouth and told me to start licking and not to
stop for any reason or I would be in deep trouble.

As I worked my tongue between her cheeks she reached past my hard dick
and grabbed me by the balls. The pressure from her hands slowly increased
and with the increased pain level I could do nothing but force my tongue
deeper into her beautiful ass to keep from howling in pain. I could feel
my hard on wilting as the pain became worse. She finally released her
grip and grabbed a metal cock ring from under the blanket and forced my
balls and softened cock through it. I then felt a metal tube being slid
over my cock and realized she had gotten me a chastity cage.

After putting the lock in place she lifted off of me and laid down next
to me stroking the gleaming metal tube. "Like your present?" she asked.

"Why Mistress?" was all I could say.

"I got a promotion at work and will be traveling about 10 or 15 days a
month and I want to be certain that my property is safe. I hope you don't
have a problem with that?"

"No Mistress." What else could I say? She could have just thrown me out
with the cage on. And besides, I really wanted this relationship to work
so I was willing to do it to please her.

"Good. Now, before it gets removed, you will throw out all you men's
under wear. The next time I am at your home I expect to see at least a
dozen pair of pretty panties and 3 or 4 vintage style panty or long leg
girdles. Understood slave?"

"Yes Mistress Emma."

"Very good slave. Now if you want to reduce the time you spend locked up
I suggest you consider embracing more of your feminine side because I
have been seeing way too much testosterone affecting you lately.
Otherwise you may be stuck in that thing for a while, and that may piss
me off as I wont be able to play with it either."

"You will obviously be wearing panties under your clothes all the time
now and if I find out differently I will start requiring bras or cami's
too. There is one benefit for you, the panties will help support your
chastity and boxers wont. I got you a pair to get started and will give
them to you to wear home later."

So that's how the move towards Brenda started. I went out and purchased
the required clothing the next morning. I didn't want to spend any more
time than necessary in this metal contraption. Especially after I woke in
pain twice through the night and again when my alarm went off. I texted
Mistress before I was even out of the mall and told her of my purchases.

That day at work I felt like all eyes were on me. I felt everyone in the
office knew what I was wearing and the dam cage was choking my cock. As
soon as I got home I called Mistress Emma to see if she would be coming
by to see my purchases and unlock me. My heart sunk when she texted back
that she would not, as she had to go out of town the next morning for
work and would not be back for 3 days. She was too busy packing to come
by that night.

I asked if I could come to her to be unlocked before she left. She just
laughed and reminded me of why she put it on me in the first place. I
would not only have to wait until she returned but had to text a pic of
my panties and chastity every morning and within 5 minutes any time
during the day that she wanted one.

"Oh Fuck," I thought this was not expected. I haven't been 24 hours
without squirting since I was 14. Now its already been a day and 3 more
to come. Work was the worst. 3 times that first day Miss Em demanded
pictures. I had to sneak off to the restroom and take a pic without
arousing suspicion. I swear the whole office new I was up to something. I
hoped I wasn't blushing too much dammit. I struggled through the next few
days sending pics and waking up in the middle of the night.

I couldn't even check out porn on the web because it hurt too much. I
found myself being busier with other things. I did some deep cleaning
around my house. Did a few repairs I was putting off. Got ahead on my
scheduling for work. Anything to take my mind off the damned cage.

Mistress finally returned from her trip and I cooked a nice dinner so she
could relax more when she returned. When she arrived for dinner she
immediately ordered me to strip to my panties. She fondled me a bit then
handed me her coat to hang before heading to the living-room and turning
on the evening news commanded "bring me a glass of wine and finish
preparing dinner Brenda!"

We dined on a pork loin roasted with bacon and pineapple. And a bit more
wine. Shortly after I finished cleaning the dishes Mistress said it was
time for a fashion show. One at a time I was to model all my new panties
for her. She smiled and had me do turns for her so she could see all
sides. She not only took notes on a scrap of  paper but took pics of me
with her phone. When I questioned her about them she assured me they were
just for her personal use. And then with a sly grin added "unless you do
something to really piss me off."

I then had to model the girdles for her. I hadn't even tried them before.
They crushed my chastity back and left me totally smooth in front.
Mistress loved them. She loved the way they shaped my ass and said it
looked so much more girly that way. "I knew when I first met you that
there was a pretty girl inside you somewhere. Now I am convinced of it."

Miss Em then looked at her notes and said that 2 pairs of the panties
were not pretty enough and needed to be thrown out and replaced. Because
of that 2 more days were added to the chastity time. She said I better
have some nicer ones by then. "Now bring me my coat Brenda, I have jet
lag and must go home to sleep."

It took me till later that night to realize she had called me Brenda a
few times. I would have to ask her about that.

2 days later I was summoned to her house and told to bring the new
panties with me for her approval. I arrived promptly at 7 and handed her
the package with the panties. Luckily she approved of both pair. She had
me strip and model them for her then and excused herself from the room.
She returned with a package of her own. Setting it aside she sat on the
couch and unlocked my cock and sent me to the bathroom to clean myself
and the cage thoroughly.

I returned and she directed me to stand in front of her. She pulled a
girdle out of her bag and told me to put it on. It was shiny red satin
and had no back to it. A large cut out for each ass cheek with a band
separating the middle. She instructed me how to tuck my cock and balls
and made sure the girdle was firmly pulled up. From the front I looked as
smooth as any woman. As I turned she gave each of my cheeks a strong
swat. "I would love to see those cheeks match the color of the girdle.
They are just too full of temptation sticking out like that."

She reached into the side of the couch and pulled out her short wooden
paddle and pulled me over her lap. The paddle rained down on my bottom.
The holes in it helped it travel faster and it blistered my bottom as
Mistress held me firmly. She pushed me off and had me model the girdle
again. Apparently pleased with the color of my bruised behind she told
me, "now put your pants on I want to see how they look over the girdle."

Just pulling the girdle and pants up was a chore. They felt like
sandpaper as I struggled to get them over my swollen ass. My pants fit so
much tighter and Mistress Emma must have been pleased as she was smiling
broadly. She had me strip again and took another 4 girdles out. 2 were
like the one I had on, a white one and a black one. The were all high
waist styles. The white and black ones had a full back but when I pulled
them over my sore ass they seemed to slide deep in my cleft and shape my
bottom even more.

"Did you like your little spanky Brenda? I sure did. Strip everything off
again and let me see your pretty red girly bottom. She rubbed her soft
hand over my poor suffering ass and with a grin dragged her nails across
my buns evoking a howl from me.  I think you should be wearing a girdle
when ever you are not locked, don't you?"

"But Mistress, cant I wear the pretty panties, my pants will fit better
if I do?"

"No, you can only wear pretty girly panties when you are locked up. So if
that's what you really want I can put the cage back on you now instead of
when I leave town. As for the pants we will have to get you some that fit
better. So its girdles for my little Brenda until I say different
understood?"

"Yes Mistress Emma. May I ask a question Mistress?"

"Yes Brenda you may."

Why are you calling me Brenda, Mistress Emma?"

"Well  Brenda, do men wear panties and girdles?"

"No Mistress."

"And who's panties and girdles are these?" Pointing to the package of my
new ones.

"Mine Mistress."

"Well then you must not be a real man so how can I call you a mans name?"

"But Mistress!"

"No buts you silly sissy girl. I have decided that you will be Brenda for
me from now on. My sweet little obedient sissy. You got a problem with
that Brenda?"

Accepting my fate I bowed my head and said " No Mistress it is not a
problem, I will be your sweet little girl."

"Good answer slut, that just saved your ass another paddling. Now get
this area cleaned up and meet me in the bedroom."

I packed up the panties and girdles and folded my clothes and put the
wine glasses in the sink. As I entered Mistress bedroom she was naked on
the bed and beckoned me too her. "Lick" was all she said as she pointed
to her glistening pussy. I almost lost track of how many orgasms she had
as I gently tongued her lower lips and clit.

When she was sated she had me move up next to her. She began slowly
stroking my cock and whispering in my ear. She told me how happy she was
that I agreed to be her little girl. How she loved having a little
lesbian toy to mold and shape. Telling me I couldn't squirt until she
said it was okay. Stroking and stroking. She didn't stop or speed up
enough to make me squirt.

She told me how she was going to make me a beautiful sissy that any woman
would be proud to own and that I would love every minute of it. She held
a small bottle under my nose and told me to take a deep sniff. I did as
she said and felt instantly flushed and my cock started to throb. "Yes
sissy Brenda. Feel that sissy sauce surge through your body. Feel it
turning you into my sissy girl. Feel it as your mind cedes to my will and
your once proud cock becomes my sissy's clitty toy. Never to be a cock
again. Now make it squirt and beg me to own it and you with it. Do it Now
Brenda!"

And I did. I screamed at her. "Please Mistress Please make me your sissy
girl, Please own my sissy clit. I want to be sissy Brenda for you
always." As ropes of cum squirted all the way to my forehead in probably
the most explosive orgasm of my life.

Mistress ran her fingers over my body sweeping up my cum on her finger
and fucking my mouth with them. "That's a good girl Brenda. That's
exactly what I wanted from you."

I turned to her and held her and cried on her shoulder. "Thank you
Mistress. Thank you Mistress."

It took a while to get out of sub-space and regain all my senses. As I
was getting dressed Mistress handed me a business card and told me she
made me an appointment for Friday at 3. I saw it was for a nail salon not
far from her house. Noticing my puzzled look she said it was the salon
she used and Judy, the owner was expecting me and already knew what to
do, I just had to show up and do as I was told. Afterwards I was to
report to her house. She would be leaving town again for four days that
Monday.

Before I left from home she reminded me to wear my girdles to work the
rest of the week and she would be expecting her pics as well.

The next day at work all I seemed to notice was how big my ass felt in
that shaper girdle.  That and how sore my ass was every time I sat down.
Around 11 am mistress texted and requested a pic. I went to the restroom
and complied. Not long afterwards as a group of my female employees was
leaving for lunch it seemed like they were pointing at me and giggling
among themselves.

The next text from mistress came around 2 pm. As I made my way to the
restroom I know like the lady's eyes were following me. As the restroom
was empty I took a moment to look over my shoulder into the mirror. "Oh
fuck," I thought to myself. The panty line from my girdle showed clearly
in my khaki slacks as my ass filled them differently than it did last
week. That must be what they were giggling about. Did Mistress know it
would cause me to be outed at work?

"I called Mistress after work and told her what happened. "Well you
should have thought of that and worn dark pants. Any woman would know
that you silly girl." She laughed into the phone at me. "Don't forget
your date at the salon on Friday honey. Tonight in bed I want you to
think about how all the women at work now think you are a sissy. And
while you do I want you to put on some pretty panties and squirt your
sissy juice  all over them. Bye."

I had dinner and watched some football before going to my room and
picking a lacy red panty, I put them on and went to bed. Thoughts of what
would happen at work drove me mad as I squirted my load. I would wear
black pants the next day.

The dark pants helped my mental state but I still felt my ass was on
display every time I walked through the office. Mostly the day went
smoothly. That night with a long tailed shirt hanging over my pants  I
went out with a couple of my buds for dinner. That night I repeated my
actions from the night before.

I got through Friday at work okay, and left to find the salon for my
appointment. I figured I would probably me getting a manicure. Judy
greeted me at the front and directed me to the pedicure area and said to
remove my shoes and socks and roll my pants up over my knees and have a
seat. I thought I recognized Judy from somewhere but couldn't place it. I
placed my feet in the warm water as Annie, the nail tech showed me how to
adjust the massage chair. Wow did that feel nice.

"We don' get a lot of guys here but they all love it afterwards. Some
just enjoy being pampered, but I think some want to be girly sissy-boys,"
offered Annie as she started on my cuticles. Which one are you?"

A bit shocked at the openness of her statement, I hemmed and hawed a bit
before telling her that my girl friend got me the pedicure as a treat to
try.

"Oh really, that's nice, and I guess it was she who ordered this pretty
red polish for you too? I think you better tell the truth Brenda, because
Miss Judy has filled us all in on why you are here."

"Damn," I thought to myself. Miss Em is like always 1 step ahead of me.

""Okay Annie. You are right. My friend Miss Emma sent me here because she
wants me to be prettier for her and I do as she says," I confessed.

"See, now that's much better being honest with us, we will make you feel
so much prettier before you leave."  She finished my nails in a deep
blood red and with little paper sandals on my feet I was led to the
manicure station with all the lady customers laughing at my red nails as
we went by.

Siting at the desk I soaked my fingers as Annie prepared her tools. She
trimmed me smooth and took care of my cuticles and I figured we were
done. She took out a small box and started to apply huge long extensions
on. When she saw me gasp she said, "don't worry, I will cut them down and
shape them soon. When she finished cutting and sealing them with some
kind of gel she reached for a light pink polish and painted them all
twice. Then a shiny clear topcoat was added. Between coats and at the end
they were placed under a UV gel to set. They were almost a quarter inch
past my finger tips now. Annie told me they would be super strong and
last 2-3 weeks before I would have to come back for a fill.

"What about for work Annie, I cant go like this?" I exclaimed.


"Oh don't be such a worrying whiner. No one will even notice them that
color is barely more than your natural nails. Behave yourself or I will
have to tell Emma!"

"Now follow me to the back so Cynthia can get her work done," she stated,
leading me through the salon again. Through all those humiliating stares.
We entered a side room and she handed me a towel and told me to strip and
get on the table face down and wait for Cynthia to come in. I asked her
what for and she said I needed to be waxed properly and that Cynthia was
the best waxer around. Annie didn't leave right away and was obviously
looking forward to embarrassing me further by watching me disrobe. A huge
smile came to her face when she saw my panty girdle holding me tight and
smooth. She actually gave me a "wolf-whistle." "Those go too sissy," she
laughed.

I got on the table and Cynthia entered and explained the process. She
started on my legs as I had no hair on my back. In fact, I was never very
hairy anywhere. I only needed to shave about 3 times a week and took 6
weeks to have a 5-o'clock shadow.

It really stung when she did my chest and tummy but then she pulled away
my towel and said "Now the fun part. This will definitely hurt you more
than me. She made me help by stretching skin here and there and soon my
entire crotch area was smooth from asshole to navel. She applied some
lotion to soothe my skin and smiled a bit at my excitement. I started to
rise but she pushed me back down and said to stay as she wasn't quite
done.

Cynthia moved to the end of the bed and with a tiny comb she went through
my eyebrows and trimmed them down with some tiny scissors. I then felt
the warm wax on my eyes and gasped.

"Oh don't worry so much, lot of guys get their brows done these days.
They wont be too thin, trust me." When she finished showed me in a hand
mirror. They weren't thin like some of the sissies on the websites I had
seen but the gals at work were sure to notice.

I was finally allowed to dress and with substantial tip, paid the bill
and headed to Mistress Emma's home. It was almost 7 when I arrived and
Mistress immediately had me strip and show my changes to her. She pawed
my smooth skin and commented on how much she preferred it. "That is so
nice and soft now Brenda. You will keep it like this at all times now
won't you darling?"

""Yes Miss Emma. I am glad it pleases you." Judy said she was pleased
with your behavior at the salon so you have earned a nice squirt before I
lock you up again. You remember I am leaving on Monday?"

"Yes my lady."

"Tomorrow you will cook dinner for me. Have it ready to serve at 8 pm.
Make something nice as I am bringing a friend. You will cook for 3 but
set just 2 seats. You will be serving but not dining at the table with
us. Set a small side table for yourself.  I have something I want you to
wear for the dinner as well.

"Mistress, I am concerned about work with all these changes. People  will
notice and start to talk about it. What am I supposed to tell them?"

"Just tell them your girlfriend wanted a bit of a softer look for you. I
am sure that will be okay. Or tell them the truth. Tell them you are a
sissy and your Mistress demands you dress like one. Or tell them you have
always been hiding your desire to become a women and want to finally get
out of the closet with it. Your choice Brenda. After all of your years
there I am sure it will be accepted."

" Now into the bedroom with your naked smoothness. I need some tongue
action."

I pleasured Mistress orally for almost 2 hours and was finally allowed to
squirt. It happened almost the same as the last one with Mistress
whispering demands and desires into my ear. Finally using that little
bottle she called sissy sauce making me erupt like it would be my last
one ever. She locked my "clitty" back into its cage and handed me a new
pair of panties to wear with it. They were pink and satiny with ruffles
all over the ass. Oh my goodness they couldn't have been more girly. My
chastity started hurting immediately even though I had squirted a few
minutes before.

Before I left Mistress handed me a box saying it had the dress, panty and
bra, stay up stockings, and shoes to wear serving dinner. "I don't have
to remind you to be on your best behavior tomorrow due I?"

"No Mistress. I will serve you well."

I went home and realized I had not had dinner so I made a snack. I never
even asked Mistress who was coming with her for dinner, I didn't know if
it was a male or a woman. I opened the box to find a pretty pink bra and
crotch-less panty set, a pair of pink open toe pumps with a 3 " heel and
an almost transparent LBD. I almost expected a maids outfit. I figured I
better practice with the heels tomorrow before I start cooking so I don't
stumble around the kitchen.

I awoke Saturday and went to Whole Foods and got a nice fresh salmon
filet and some fixings for a nice dinner. Returning home I made sure
everything was in place to cook later and then took a nice long shower. I
popped open my lap top and tried to read a bit of porn  but my chastity
hurt too much. I went to the living room and turned on a football game
and fell asleep for a couple hours. I awoke about 3 and slipped on the
heels and thought I would practice walking in them for a while. It didn't
take long to get the hang of it but my calves were burning within a half
hour.

At 4 I decided to get dressed so I could concentrate on preparing the
meal without interruption. I slipped on the stockings and pantys and
looked at my caged clitty as it hung through the opening. I fastened the
bra  in front, spun it around and slipped my arms through the straps. It
pulled up the little flesh I had around my chest so I  appeared to have a
little cleavage. The dress fit like a glove and my pink lingerie showed
through the light mesh fabric. Donning the heels I headed to the kitchen.

Mistress arrived around 7 with her guest Mistress Mary. They were both
dressed to the nines in leather dresses and boots. After introductions I
served some wine and showed of my outfit as requested, including showing
my crotch less pink pantys and chastity. I then invited Mistress to give
Mistress Mary  a quick tour as I returned to my kitchen duties.

 Mistress called me into the bathroom and told me to sit on the toilet
and look up at her so she could add some lipstick and mascara and other
make-up to my face. What I didn't realize is at that time Mistress Mary
was in my study downloading some hidden software on my laptop and
installing a couple web cams. Mistress was happy with my face and sent me
back to the kitchen.

As I finished the cooking Mistress Mary and Mistress were moving some
things around in the dining room. I announced that dinner was ready to be
served and they took their places at the dining table. My side table had
been moved with the chair placed behind it. I served my guests and was
told that I could eat at the server's table. As I pulled out my seat I
found they had mounted a thick 7 inch dildo in its center. As I glanced
up questioningly Mistress told me I was to sit on it while I ate and that
if I wanted lube I should get it wet with my mouth. I knew I couldn't
take it dry and dropped to my knees and started sucking and licking the
phallic dildo. Both women laughed and encouraged me to lick the cock and
get it ready for my sissy pussy.

"Time to sit Brenda, we don't want your dinner to get cold now do we?"

I pulled up me dress and lowered myself onto the dildo. It took some work
but I finally got my ass onto the seat and started on my baked salmon. I
had but a couple bites when Mistress Mary asked me to pour her more wine.
Although the bottle was within her reach I had to get off the dildo and
pour her some wine before returning to my impalement.

Mistress Emma accidentally dropped her fork and demanded I get her a new
one. I was up and down on that dildo at least 8 times during dinner. I
did drop a plate in the sink that broke when I was bringing the parfaits
out for dessert but other than that and the dildo dinner went smoothly.

I was seated again when Mistress told me that Mary was a close friend and
she wanted us to meet so she had a fall back in case I had any issues
when she was out of town. I would be expected to obey Mary as I would her
own orders. I would also be punished for breaking the dish earlier.

I was told to stand and then kneel on all fours facing the chair. Mary
had gotten a large wooden hairbrush from her purse and started to deliver
blows to my ass only stopping when Mistress Emma said I was too noisy.
She pushed me forward and forced the dirty dildo that had been inside my
sissy pussy into my mouth. Maybe you will be quieter if you have to make
that dildo clean before she reaches 25 strokes. Otherwise I get to give
25 more. I never minded licking Mistress Emma's bottom but this was
different somehow, and so humiliating to do in front of them that I was
soon in tears as I bobbed up and down on it as my as was being turned
bright red.

At 25 Mistress Kelly stopped and Mistress Emma examined the dildo and
claiming I had missed a spot pushed me back down on it and started
another 25 strokes to my bottom. Finally stopping she told me to turn
around and thank her for my punishment.

Still kneeling I begged Mistress to accept my thanks, and thanked her for
her kindness and my chastity and for making me a better sissy for her.
Mistress approved and they both thanked me for the dinner but that they
had to leave to go to the club. She said she would see about unlocking me
when she returned Thursday and expected pics every day as usual.

When I showered the next morning I realized that while washing my caged
clit I could pull it back out of the tube on the chastity and slide it
back in as long as it was soft and lubed. I couldn't get my balls out or
remove it entirely but I could at least play with my poor trapped clitty.
That night I booted up my computer, watched some porn and played with
myself. Yes I did feel a bit guilty about it but I really needed a good
squirt after the day I had at work.

You see, it didn't take long for the word to spread among the women in
the office. And the few guys too. Sara, the most senior staffer under me
approached me in my office before lunch. "You look a bit different today
boss," she said jokingly, "anything you want to tell me?" I wasn't really
prepared for her question and told her "my girlfriend decided my look
needed an overhaul and I think she got carried away a little."

"Well we all think you look cute. It's such a treat not to work for some
hairy macho man. Your new look definitely suits you. And I love your
nails. Where did you get them done?"

"Thanks for the support Sara it does help some to hear that. I'm not
quite settled with this look yet. Oh, I got the nails done at Judy's
salon on the west side by the Safeway store."

"Well if you ever want some makeup tips I sure the gals will be happy to
help. And don't worry so much sir. As I said we are happy to have another
girl in the office," she said as she left. But after lunch, Derek, one of
my male staffers came by to say he thought I looked kinda gay with my
brows and nails. "You gonna pull a Bruce Jenner on us?"

"Ha ha, Derek, I could never do that, he's a fucking republican. No this
is just a temporary thing to please my Lady. No big deal."

"So what should we call you now, Kennela?" he laughed

"I would suggest Sir or Mr Martin if you value your job," I snapped back
sending him on his way.

So anyway, tonight I needed relief and slid my clit, I mean my cock out
of the tube and worked up a good high while checking some fem-dom porn. I
finished as usual and grabbed some tissues and cleaned up. I used a cold
washcloth to help shrink back down and with a little lube was soon back
in my cage. No one would be the wiser.

"OMG Mary did you see what I just saw on Brenda's cam?

"Yeah I thought I would check on him before bed and turned it on in time
to see him squirt."

"Well,  what do you think Mary, toss him out or step up control?"

"I don't know Em, I think he needs full sissification. He is kinda cute
ya know. But it looks like you have a lying sub that needs fixing. You
know I will be happy to help with that. I mean look at how he is
flaunting your orders. He slid his cock right out the back of the
chastity tube, jerked off and slid it right back in. And what kind of
porn was he watching? Maybe he needs one of those full belt types?"

"Well I don't have the money for those but let me do some research and
see what I can find. Should be something on the market that will work.
Maybe it's time to step up his training too. Time to get his brain
patterned to be a proper sissy and learn his/her place in this world.
Time to make Kenny into Brenda full time."

"Em I love when you talk like that. What are you thinking?"

"Can you call him tomorrow and take him to the mall. Maybe say you need
help picking up a few things and go by that jewelry kiosk and demand he
get his ears pierced. You can pick the earrings."

It was only 11pm so I went in the other room to watch the news. A few
minutes in my phone rang with a  number I did not recognize.
Thinking it might be Mistress on a hotel phone or something I answered to
find it was her friend Mary calling. "Hi Brenda, just checking in with
you while your Mistress is away. Everything okay over there?"

"Um yeah, sure Mary, I am just watching the late news. Why wouldn't it
be? I mean work kinda sucked today but otherwise I'm fine."

"Oh, tell me about work Brenda what happened there."

"Well you know how co-workers are, all gossip about the bosses new look
and all that, even from the guys. I was so humiliated."

"Well I think Emma would love to hear about it. Why don't you send her an
email with all the details before you got to bed. I also want you to tell
her what you plan to wear to work tomorrow and cc me on it. I will text
you my email. Have a nice night Brenda."

"Hmm, have a nice night? I didn't like the tone she said that in. "I put
those thoughts behind me and started to write to Mistress. I had no idea
that Mary had hidden software in my laptop and watched and recorded my
naughty act earlier. I never knew there were subliminal messages flashing
through my screen as I wrote. I thought I heard music playing too but I
must have imagined it as I had not opened any music files.

I headed to bed but for some reason left the laptop on on top of my
dresser. I woke up feeling totally refreshed and got dressed for work
selecting my light blue panties with loads of ruffles, a basic polo and
khakis. I checked to see that the panty lines didn't show this time. Work
was a bit easier today as everyone seemed to know what to expect when I
arrived. I had to take a couple pics for Mistress during the day, and
around 3 texted she me that Mary would be calling and I was to go with
her after work.

Mary's call came shortly after that. She said she needed help with some
purchases and I was to meet her at the mall near the Sears. I was there
shortly afterwards and found Mary. She thanked me for showing up promptly
and we headed through the mall. As we passed the jewelry kiosk she
stopped to look. " You know Brenda you would look great with pierced
ears. I bet Emma would love it if you did. Why don't you have a seat and
I will get the sales person!"

"I don't think that's a good idea Mary. Emma never mentioned it and I
really don't want it done right now."

"Listen you sissy bitch," she whispered in my ear. "If you don't get in
that chair right now you will have 2 in each ear."

"But can't we at least call Miss Em and ask her if its okay first?"

"In the chair now Brenda, unless you want to try for 3 each. Here I am
trying to buy a present for my best friend Emma and you are giving me a
shit about it? Now sit!"

And I sat. The sales lady gave me some papers to fill out and cleaning
instructions while she helped Mary picked some pretty pink crystal
starter studs. She marked a 2 spots on each ear and checked to see that
they matched well. With a quick snap the piercing gun planted the first
one in my left ear. "That didn't hurt too much did it hun? I do hate it
when boys cry getting them done" she laughed. Then without waiting for an
answer added the second one. She moved to the right side and repeated the
procedure.

Handing me a mirror I could see two pink diamond crystal studs in each
ear. The lower ones a little larger than the other. "Now remember to
clean them properly 2-3 times a day and leave them in for 8 weeks before
you can remove them."

Mary was laughing at my discomfort and finally chimed in, "Emma will love
them when she sees them. I should send her a pic but I would rather wait
and be there when she sees them in person. I bet the girls at work will
love those tomorrow. They are so precious Brenda."

"Thank you Miss Mary, I'm sure Miss Em will love them. They are kinda
pretty."

What was I thinking saying that. I was giving up more of my manliness and
Mistress wasn't even here. But, at least she stopped at two. I wish I
just obeyed the first time. Yes they were pretty, but on a real woman not
me. And why is my chastity feeling so tight.

Mary and I went and picked up some packages she ordered and I loaded them
into her car. She thanked me for my help and reminding me to keep my ears
clean sent me on my way. I was thinking that this might have all been set
in motion by Mistress Emma as a test for me but had no proof of that. And
I certainly didn't know that she had installed cams and software to spy
on me.

I had a quiet night at home with dinner and some house work and laundry.
Then a bit of web browsing and wanking before bed. For some reason I left
my laptop on again as I went to bed. I guess I didn't want to wait for it
to boot in the morning to see if Mistress emailed me. Oh well no big
deal.

The next day at worked it seemed Sara and a few others were at work early
just to see what I would be wearing. Nothing really different than the
previous day but of course they noticed my earrings right off. After a
few approving remarks as to how feminine they looked they went to work.

Wednesday was pretty uneventful and I was looking forward to Mistresses
return the next day. As I headed up my sidewalk I noticed a UPS delivery
on the porch. Grabbing the box I went in and saw it was from Mistress
Emma and shipped from Springfield where she was working. Opening it I
found a pair of shoes and a note:

    Brenda:  I would love to see you in these tomorrow when you come over
after work. Size 8 should fit you well. Wear them to work tomorrow as
well. Oh, and let them know you are taking Friday off as a personal day.
I know they owe you quite a few.

    Your Loving Mistress Emma

The shoes were basic lace-up oxfords with a definitely feminine cut and
1.5" heel. Maybe people wouldn't notice they weren't men's shoes," I
thought. But I just know that Sara and the others at work would notice.

"Hi Emma, glad you called. Did you see the cam the past couple nights?
Yes, I think she really is asking for it. I did step up the subliminal on
screen and in the background noise. You know he has left the laptop on
every night so something is working. How did you make out at your end?"

"Well I think I found a chastity that will fit the bill, or the sissy
clit as the case may be. The one I got is a little bulkier but it has a
hook at the end that goes through hi PA piercing so he cant pull it out.
And it has nice little spikes lining the ring that fits around the clit
and balls. Even the lock is internal so with a few drops of glue in it
she will be in it permanently if she disobeys anymore. Well actually this
one is a polymer but if I have to ever go permanent I will get the steel
model for her."

"And bty, those earrings are darling.  Don't worry she won't know that I
knew about it. How did you get her to have 2 in each ear? Really, that
little threat did it. You are so fun girlfriend." Why don't you come by
my place around 8 tonight. I should have things in place by then. Great,
yes wine would be nice. OK see ya."

By 3 o'clock at work I was aching in my chastity thinking about how nice
it would be to finally get it off tonight. And even better to have a face
full of Mistress Emma's beautiful pussy. She called before I left and
told me to have dinner on my own as she had a late lunch and would grab
herself a snack. "I can't wait to have my sexy sissy with me again after
all that time away," she teased. "Did you get tomorrow off as I asked?
Yes, that's a good girl.

I arrived at Mistress Emma's house around 7. After some hugs and a few
deep kisses she said it was time to unlock me. She wore leather hot pants
that showed off her beautiful bottom, and over the knee boots with lace
top thigh highs under them along with a black leather bustier. She handed
me a glass of wine and a vape with some hash oil and we went to the
bedroom. Actually to her guest bedroom.

I did what I thought was a sexy strip tease for her and soon was in just
pantys and chastity. "Lets have fun she said and slipped a blindfold on
me and guided me onto the bed on my back. She knelt on top of my chest,
and with practiced movements secured both of my hands to the headboard.
Climbing off me she secured my legs as well. I felt her hands fondling my
chastity and then heard the click of the lock being opened and then the
wonderful feeling of having it fully removed after a week in the damn
thing. Well at least she thought it was a week I figured. Wrong!

I soon felt her wiping it off with a damp cloth  then stroking it erect.
Mistress reached over me and put earbuds in my ears and said to relax as
she had a guest to greet. I could hear the bedroom door shut as she left
and soft music was playing through the buds.

"Oh Mary it's so nice to have you here" she said hugging her BFF. "And
how hot you look. All lacy and sexy in red. I could just eat you up. In
fact I think I will do that when we finish fixing a problem." As she
hugged her closer and kissed her deeply. Long and slow as lovers would.

"Emma darling you really know how to greet a girl. And you look damn hot
yourself, I cant wait for later. I take it our project is getting some
"rest"?

"Yes, she is secured in the bed with the earbuds in. I will go back in a
few minutes and add the popper breather so she will be more susceptible
to the hypnosis tape then we can give her about 20 minutes to soak it all
in. But let me get you some wine. Enjoy the vape, I will be right back
with the wine."

I slipped quietly back in and put a little bit of sissy sauce on cotton
and screwed it into the base of the mask. Slipping it over Brenda's head
I whispered into her ear that "it would help her relax to the music and I
would be back soon with a friend."

I put the earbud back in turned up the level a little and left, but not
before noticing her clitty was still rock hard.

Mistress put something over my face and I could smell that familiar scent
that she had given me before. I felt so horny. It was like a vivid dream
where I was her sissy and her toy for her amusement. Odd pictures flew
across my blindfolded eyes. Sissy's in lingerie, Sissy's in chastity,
Sissys sucking cocks, Sissy getting fucked by cocks as Mistress watched.
Cocks fucking Mistress as Sissy's licked the Mistresses bottom. Sissy's
in bikinis. Sissy's being spanked. Sissy's in makeup. Over and over,
There was talking in the background I think but I couldn't make it out.

Mistress Emma and Mistress Mary crept quietly back into the room being
careful not to laugh out loud at what they saw and heard. Brenda was
lying in the bed softly talking out loud.

"Sissys obey. Sissy's obey. Sissy's obey, Sissy's suck for Mistress.
Sissy's love cocks. Sissy's love their chastity. Sissy's are not men.
Sissy's always dress pretty. Sissy's love to fuck. Sissy's only have
clittys."  On and on she droned. And the weird thing is that those were
the subliminal lines she was hearing. Now she was repeating them out
loud. The cd she was being programmed from was apparently really strong.
This was better than we hoped for.

The music stopped and the mask and blindfold were removed. Mistress Emma
leaned in from one side and gave me a kiss and Mistress Mary then did the
same from the other.

"Ready to play my sissy?"

"Oh yes Mistress I so want to please you."

"Good girl because Mary and I are here to have some fun."

Mary had grabbed a strap on dildo and worked the straps around me,
fastening it so my clit was inside the lubricated toy. It tingled a bit
and then I couldn't feel anything. Mary told me she coated the inside
with Oragel to numb my clitty so I would last longer. Mistress Emma slid
off her hot pants revealing she was naked underneath, and knelt over my
face facing my feet. Mary knelt over the dildo and slid her gorgeous
vagina down over it. I started licking mistress deeply savoring her
flavor as she leaned forward and embraced Mary. The only problem was I
couldn't feel anything. It was like my cock was made of wood. Totally
numb to what was happening.

I brought them both to multiple orgasms until I thought my tongue would
fall off. Finally they got off me and removed the dildo and harness. I
was still rock hard and Mistress Mary stroked it as Mistress Em turned on
her laptop.

"Open your mouth Brenda it's movie time'"she said as she pushed the
inflatable gag in my mouth and pumped it up. I bet you will love this
one. As the screen came to life I saw my bedroom and me in my bed with my
laptop. Miss Em was stroking me as my cock erupted on the screen and I
was shaking my head side to side screaming Nooo, Nooo into the gag. I was
so fucked now. How did they ever get a video of that. Oh shit. I couldn't
even talk through the gag to apologize of explain that I never really
removed the chastity.

"Looks like someone was a naughty little slut while I was away. Don't you
agree Mary darling?'

"Definitely a naughty girl Em. I think she is going to need severe
correction. She will learn to love her chastity and understand that being
a sissy means obeying orders."

"You are so right Mary. She is about to learn that sissy clits are for
Mistresses and maybe Masters to have fun with but they are definitely not
for squirting. She said she loves me but when I see that on the video how
can I believe it. Women get to have orgasms and men get to cum. But
sissy's aren't really Women or men. They don't get to squirt, they are
for our fun. This slave girl seems to have forgotten who is in charge. I
think it's time for her to learn who owns that clit of hers and beg to
have it locked away."

"So here's what's going to happen sissy. We are going to make you squirt.
But first we are going to punish it a bit then stroke it some. If you can
come in your time limit punishment is over and we lock it back up. If you
don't squirt, we punish it some more and then try again. If you decide
not to squirt you can beg to have it safe from punishment inside your
chastity. The longer it takes to come or beg, the longer the lock up.
Because you were so naughty You will have 10 days at the least."

Mistress Mary tightened a leather strap around my clit and balls to keep
it hard as Mistress Emma reached for her crop. As Mary stepped back the
crop slashed down over the top of my clit. The gag worked well as I
screamed into it and no sounds escaped. 5 swats in different spots. They
hurt my clitty so much.

"Mary give her a nice big sniff of that sissy sauce and but her earbuds
back in I want her to enjoy the pain I give her."

Mary brought the little bottle to my nose not just once but twice on each
side. I was feeling so weak and helpless. Then the crop started again. I
heard the swats over the music. 5-6-7 strong strokes all over my hard
clitty 8-9-10 right on the tip. I was actually loving receiving my lady's
punishment due to the sissy sauce and pushed my hips up to encourage her.
I think there were 20 something strokes before it stopped.

 Mistress started stroking my clit and said I had 2 minutes to come if I
didn't want another round. But her strokes weren't the same as I do for
myself. It felt so good and I was close to the edge when Mary started
counting down the last 10 seconds. As Mary got to 0 Mistress stopped.
Well looks like you didn't make it sissy. Time for round two.

Mistress Mary selected a wooden paddle and started in on my clitty. Firm
broadsided swats. As she whacked the top and sides mistress rubbed her
breasts in front of me.

"Aren't these pretty sissy?"
Whack Whack.
"Would you like to suck them for me"
Whack Whack. "
Or would you rather have your own like a good sissy girl."
Whack Whack

Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I nodded yes yes yes to mistress.
When Mary had finished she started stroking me again. "2 minutes Brenda.
I hope you make it this time"my cock was sore but I was so horny. I kept
getting close and she seemed to know it and would slow down. Close again,
and and she would change her technique and knock me off. The time ran out
and I cried again.

I felt mistress wrap something around my clit and realized it was
sandpaper. She started stroking me with it and it felt like she was
peeling the skin off. I was crying and howling into the gag. After a
couple minutes she stopped and put some lube on it before continuing her
stroking and sanding. It felt even harsher then.

Mercifully she stopped before sanding it to a nub. She told Mary to
remove the gag "in case the sissy had something to ask us." Turning to me
she said "Sissy should say nothing unless asking to be locked up."

I kept quiet as mistress said I had another 2 minutes to squirt. But, it
was now up to14 days even if I made it.  As she wrapped her usually soft
hand around my burning clit was so sore I started crying again, knowing I
would not squirt in time.

When my time was up Mistress Mary grabbed a cane and Mistress Emma held
the the little bottle to my nose again. After a few sniffs she took up
her crop and they alternated strokes each adding 15 as I lay there
helpless.

When they finished Mistress reached for the sandpaper again and I broke
down.

"Please Mistress, Please don't use that again. Please lock my clitty up
and make me your sissy girl. I don't want that clitty anymore please take
it away."

Miss Mary was playing with my breasts as I begged mistress.

" Are you sure Brenda? You want to be my chastised sissy girl You want me
to lock it away so it won't get punished anymore."

"Oh yes please Mistress Emma. Please take it away."

Maybe I will take your clitty and give you nice little sissy breasts
Brenda. Would that be a fair trade? A safe little clitty in exchange for
sissy titties."

"Oh yes mistress if it pleases you."
"And how long shall I lock this thing up for? asked Mistress as she gave
it another slap with the crop."

"2 weeks please Mistress, lock it for 2 weeks please."

"Just 2 weeks. After you cheated on me while I was gone. Do you really
think that's long enough to heal my heart? Try again sissy!"

"Yes of course mistress. Would 3 weeks be better  please Mistress."

"What do you think Mary. Is that sincere enough?

"I don't think so Em. After watching those videos, and the porn he was
jerking too I think 2 months is about right to start. Then maybe we can
try letting her squirt again."

" I like the way you think girlfriend. So whats it going to be sissy 2
months in chastity?"  And 4 more quick swats from her crop slashed my
sore clitty.

"Ow Ow' yes please mistress lock it for 2 months please. Just don't hurt
it anymore I will be good and do whatever you say!"

"Good girl sissy. 2 months it is. And I cant wait to see you with little
sissy breasts."

As Mary undid the cock strap I went soft immediately. I asked mistress
why she was taking out my PA ring. She said she got me a new chastity
with a built in PA ring and it would prevent me from ever pulling out of
the tube. She slid my clit and balls through the bottom ring and after
hooking the PA hook into place slid the parts together and slid the lock
into place. Turning the key and removing it she said "I feel so much
better now knowing my property is properly locked."

I realized then how truly screwed I was. I loved her so much and now she
owned me. I knew I would do whatever she wanted in hopes of being
released.

Now I need to get you ready for bed sissy. I will unlock your arms and
one leg, but you are not allowed to get up tonight. I will put you in a
diaper in case you need to pee and you will keep the earbuds in at all
times. Mary and I will be in my room and can hear you if there is an
emergency. There is a glass of water on the side table for you. I will
wake you in time to make us breakfast. Goodnight now sissy girl."

My mistresses embraced by the door and shared a deep kiss before heading
off to bed.

I was stuck in bed for the night and could hear the soft sensual moans
from my Mistresses room through the wall. The earbuds did little to block
out the external sounds as there was just some "white" noise coming
through them. Thinking of what they were doing immediately made me hard in
my chastity and I quickly felt the pain this new device caused. I reached
into the diaper and tried to pull out of the tube as I had done in the
past only to realize that with the PA hook in place there was no way it
would be removed without the key. I was almost in tears from the pain and
just wished my locked clitty would quickly soften.

I drank some water and tried to focus my mind elsewhere to get my clitty
to soften. It finally did enough to keep from hurting and I decided that
sleeping would be the best thing to do. I swear I was asleep less than an
hour and some weird dream caused me to awaken in pain from another trapped
erection. I tried to will it soft and it just wouldn't get there. I felt
pressure in my bladder and thought that if I could pee maybe it would
soften. It took so long as the pain in my clit continued but I finally was
able to pee in the diaper and go soft, but I then realized that my pee
made my raw and sore clitty sting fiercely I soon was back asleep.

This seemed to be a continuing pattern throughout the night. I would wake
in pain and slowly fall back asleep. The noise droning through the earbuds
seemed to help me back to sleep but all too soon Mistress Emma was waking
me up to make breakfast. She had unlocked my leg and was gently nudging me
awake.

"Rise and shine sissy, time to make breakfast. How did you sleep Brenda? I
hope it was restful."

"Good morning Mistress," I replied rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "It was
so hard to sleep, I kept getting hard and it hurt so much in this cage.
Can you please take it off now?"

"No Brenda, remember you begged me to keep it on you for 2 months so no
its not coming off. And if you start complaining too much we will make it
3 months. As far as those painful erections I wouldn't worry about them. I
am sure they will stop bothering you as soon as your clitty adjusts to its
new home."

"What do you mean by adjusts Mistress?"

"Well sissy at some point instead of hurting it will just stop trying to
get hard at all. Won't that be better?"

"But what about when the 2 months is up? I will want it hard then."

"Oh poor sissy. After 2 months it might be afraid to get hard anymore. It
might be so conditioned to feel pain when it erects that it just won't
want to do that. Then it will be a pretty soft sissy clit all the time for
you. Won't that be wonderful?"

"Oh no Mistress, how ever will I be able to fuck if it won't get hard
anymore?"

"Get in the shower and clean up and make breakfast now and stop worrying
your little sissy brain about things you can't control Brenda. Now hop to
it!" she said with a firm swat to my still diapered ass.

"Yes Mistress."

I showered and cleaned up the bathroom before starting on cooking a nice
breakfast of French toast, eggs, bacon, OJ and coffee. I served Mistress
Emma and Mistress Mary before enjoying some myself and finally cleaning
the kitchen.

Mistress Mary stopped in the kitchen and informed me we were going
shopping and to dress in the clothes she laid out for me in my room. I
wondered what kind of shopping we would be doing s I saw the outfit. A
matching pink panty and bra and a cami for underneath. Leggings and a
tunic top and a pair of black flats for my feet.

Before dressing I finally took a few minutes to examine the new chastity.
Made of some type of polymer, the tube was definitely narrower that the
old one. There is a hook coming through my PA piercing that prevented
pulling it back through the tube. The base ring interlocked with the tube
and sat around my clitty and behind my sissy sack. The lock is totally
enclosed in the device with just the key slot visible. I could see that
without a key or a drill I would not be getting free or getting to squirt
soon.

I dressed in the outfit that was left for me and let Mary know I was
ready. She said, "Not yet little one, you need some makeup with that
outfit."

Sitting me at the vanity, she pulled my hair into a high ponytail and
applied a little eye shadow and mascara. Handing me a tube of pink
lipstick she said to apply it and then we would be ready.

We were soon heading out in Mistress Emma's Jeep.  We pulled into a strip
center not far from home. I actually knew the center because I frequently
shopped at a hardware store at one end of it. I loved shopping there
because also in the center was an old fashioned lingerie shop. As a
lifelong crossdresser I always loved peering at the silky baby-dolls
nighties and lacy corsets in the window. And the girdles too, so feminine
and smooth. But I never did get up the urge to go in.

Mistress Emma and Mary led me now to that shop. I nervously followed them
in when my clitty started to get hard. The pain from the cage was not
going to go away anytime soon. I hoped we wouldn't be here too long.
Emma talked to the saleslady a bit and then pointed over to me. With a bit
of a smirk the sales lady pulled a box off of a shelf and opened it to
show Mistress.

"Brenda, I need you to come to the fitting room now dear one."

Mistress and the saleslady, Gina, followed me in telling me to remove my
top and cami. After measuring my chest, Gina said they got a few CDs in
the store and they loved the forms she was placing in the bra. I could
feel the weight they added. They had to be at least a D cup.

"Oh that wont work," exclaimed Mistress Emma. "She can't have boobs bigger
than mine. Lets try the B cup." After they were changed she added, "Yes
that's much better. Those are the one she wants."

I was about to take them out and dress when I was told to wait as Gina
wasn't done fitting them yet. Gina, with what looked to be an eyebrow
pencil, traced around the forms and removed them and my bra. I saw her
coat the backs of the forms with something then telling me to raise my
arms she held re-positioned them within her lines on my chest. I shivered
from the cold cement she was attaching them with, hiding my own pierced
nipples.

She released them after about 5 minutes and they seemed molded to me. Mary
stepped in to the room with a pretty pink underwire bra and hooked it
around my chest lifting my new breasts even higher. "That's so perfect for
her. Not too big but too big to hide," she gushed feeling up my chest.

I moaned in pain as my erection renewed with her caress. "Well get dressed
we have more shopping to do."

I paid for the forms and the bra and we headed out with Mistress reminding
me to walk tall with my shoulders back and chest out.

The afternoon was pretty uneventful as we went shoe shopping and to the
grocery. Although I now had 4 more pairs of shoes. A pair of Pink Nike
trainers, a low heeled black pump, 1 open toe and one closed, and a
strappy pair of 4" red dressy heels.

After a leisurely dinner I finished cleaning up when Mary told be to
report to Ms Emma's room. Upon entering I saw Mistress Emma naked on the
bed except for a lacy black g-string. Mary was dressed the same and they
could hear the moan caused by my chastity. Her special spanking bench was
on the floor by the bed and I was told to strip and mount it.

Mary soon had my legs, arms and back secured to it with thick black
leather straps. My new "breasts" crushed against the frame. I was looking
straight at Mistress Emmas'  beautiful body on the bed and my clit was as
hard as it could get in the painful cage. Mary placed a dildo mounted on a
pole in front of me and told me to start sucking as she moved out of
sight. I was sucking hesitantly as I felt the paddle contact my ass. "Ow
shit," I cried out as another and another landed. My eyes focused on
Mistress Emma as Mary abused my ass.

"Keep it in your mouth and keep quiet bitch," was all Emma said.

After some 2 dozen swats the punishment stopped and I felt Mary's hand
stroking my red hot ass. "Mmm that makes me so hot and wet," she whispered
in my ear as her hand slid lower to caress my caged clit making it grow
and hurt again. "Now sissy, your job is to keep your  mouth on that cock
and your eyes on the bed," she said then joined Mistress on the bed.

OMG what a sight before my eyes. Mary and Mistress in the throws of
passion in front of me. (suck suck) If only I could stroke myself as I
watched. Oh fuck does this chastity hurt. Mary playing so delicately with
Emma's breasts oh my. Emma fingering Mary's slit. (suck suck) Ow this
hurts. Damned chastity. Mary tonguing Emma's slit.

I see Emma reach a remote on the side table and push a button. The cock
starts vibrating and growing in my mouth. It starts pumping in and out on
its own and I suck it deeper. Emma and Mary are kissing deeply and and
using tiny vibrators on each others clits as I suck quietly and in heavy
pain from the chastity. As my two Mistresses start to climax the cock in
my mouth swells up and squirts a fluid into my mouth. It tastes like cum
but how could that be from a dildo. A little is leaking from my mouth as I
can't stop watching my Mistresses on the bed as the chastity brings tears
to my eyes.

Finally sated Mistress Emma rises comes over to me. Stroking my cage she
tells me what a good cock sucking sissy I will make for her. She removes
the straps and then the dildo and has me lick her clean. When she is done
Mary has me repeat the cleaning on her and then turns and has me clean her
ass too.

"Mistress Emma, what you said before Mistress. I don't wanna be a cock
sucking sissy Mistress. I just wanna suck you and Miss Mary."

"Honey I am sure you will learn to love sucking cock for me soon enough.
You do want to please me, don't you? And you do want that cage off some
day, don't you? Yes I am sure you do. And you will, just as you will learn
to please all my friends," she stated matter-of-factly.

I was then put to bed in much the same way as the previous night.

After another restless night I was awakened to clean up and make breakfast
again. In the shower I noticed how smooth and real my breasts felt. I
couldn't even find the seam between then and my skin. Sunday was pretty
uneventful with me spending most of it cleaning her home and relaxing when
I could. Mistress spent much of the day on the phone.

That evening I went back to my house as I had work on Monday. I checked my
email and did a few chores and headed for bed. I only woke twice that
night so I actually got a bit more rest. In the shower I went to remove
the breast forms. It felt like my skin would come off with them. We never
did buy any remover for them. Mistress rushed me out of the store before I
could ask for it. Oh fuck.

"Hi Mistress, good morning," I said after she picked up her phone that
morning. "I have a problem Mistress. I can't get the breasts off. Do you
have any solvent. I can't wear them to work!"

"I don't know why I would have anything like that. I don't have fake
breasts. You should have remembered to buy some when you got the breast
forms. And why can't you wear them to work. I have breasts everyday at
work."

"But you're a woman Mistress."

"And you are a sissy. Now quit bitching and be proud of them. Maybe wear a
sweater or something to hide them," she laughed hanging up on me.

I found an old sport coat and figured I would try to hide them under it.
Not much I could do about it now. I got in to work and had a couple of
quizzical gazes from my staff. Especially Sara. I would try to stay in my
office and get as much done in there as I could.

"Hi Emma, its Sara. How are you darling?" Sara spoke from her pvt cubicle.
"I can not believe you got him to come in with breasts. That's so
awesome."

"Well I did kind of forget to remind her to purchase solvent for them.
But, I did remember to tell Gina and the ladies at the lingerie shop to
say they were out of stock on it for a couple weeks if he went back for
it," was Emma's evil reply. "She will be stuck with them for a while."

"That's awesome. I did talk to the HR office about her 'changes' and they
will be calling her in for a meeting around 11 AM. I will keep you posted
on what develops. Hope to see you at the club again soon. Kisses, love ya.
I gotta go before he comes out of his office."

My dam jacket hardly hid the bumps on my chest. If I buttoned it it was
even worse. It definitely looked like breasts that way.

At just before 11, I got a call from the Director of the HR dept. She
needed to discuss a personnel matter right away. I said I would grab a cup
of coffee and head over. I knew Sally was on top of all personnel matters
and only called me if there was something important to discuss so I did
not think much of it.

After inviting me to sit she went on to explain that she was informed that
I was starting to arrive at work looking a bit differently lately. She
commented on my dual earrings and the obvious breasts peeking out of my
jacket. I was blushing a bit and apologized if it was out of place and
that my girlfriend wanted me to try a different look.

She reminded me how the company was open to all genders and sexual
persuasions. But she also stated that if I was going to dress as a woman
it was fine but I would have to dress as a woman. No more ½ and ½.

I told her I would go back to all male dress if she preferred and she
asked me when I got my ears pierced. When I told her it was just a week
she said that if I removed them now they would get infected and not heal
properly. I usually takes 8 weeks. She asked about my breasts and I told
her we just did it for fun and joked about how we forgot to get the
solvent for them. I said I would get some and get them off after work.

She said not to bother because at this point she was going to change my
file to female and I would have to dress that way for the next 8 weeks as
she didn't want to be responsible for infected ears or anything else. I
would be expected to use the lady's restroom and follow the lady's dress
code as well. As the HR director I would have to foll her direction or be
terminated.

I asked if there wasn't a way around it and she assured me there was not,
as they must comply with the laws.

"I can explain it all to your girlfriend, if you want some help, but I do
expect you to follow the rules. And you may want to take some extra time
off after lunch and pick up some new clothes."

"OK, thanks for coming down. What first name shall I put in you record
going forward?"

"Brenda would be fine thank you," I replied rather dejectedly and headed
back to my desk.

"Everything OK boss?" asked Sara as I slipped past her desk heading to my
office.

"Yeah every things fine thanks," I mumbled.

"Hi Sally. How was the meeting?" asked an anxious Sara.

"Sara he was like a lamb to the slaughter. Rest assured 'Brenda' will be
coming to work as a woman for at least the next 8 weeks if not forever.
Even her name tags and office sign will reflect it by tomorrow. I told her
she would need a wardrobe to match our women's dress code too. Say goodbye
to Ken!"

"You are angel Sally, we owe ya big for this one."

"My pleasure Sara."

I stopped by Sara's desk and let her know I would be taking the afternoon
off, and headed to lunch.

"Hi Sara, got some good news for me?"

"Oh yes Emma. You will love it. Sally in HR made it clear that Ken needs
to be Brenda at work for the next 8 weeks at least. She has already sent
an all person email about "her" change and changed the sign on her door to
Brenda."

"Oh that is good news. I wonder how she is taking it?"

"Well she took the afternoon off so I am not sure. Maybe she is going
shopping for make up. Lol."

"Well maybe I should give her a call and see. Why don't you come over for
dinner Thursday and we will have her cook something nice?"

"OK it's a date."

I was heading to lunch to think things over when Mistress Emma called. I
started crying when I told her what happened and how she forced it on me
by getting my ears pierced and making me wear things to work. I told her
it was wrong for them to make me dress like a woman for work and I was
going to lunch to think it over. She asked me where I was eating and said
she would meet me there.

Shortly, she joined me at the restaurant and with a kiss on the cheek sat
down. We ordered lunch and then mistress grabbed my cage through my pants.
"What is this you are wearing Brenda?"

"A chastity cage Mistress."

"And do real men allow women to put them in chastity cages?"

"Well not mostly Mistress but some..."

"No buts sissy. Do they or do they not?"

"No Mistress."

"Then you must not be a real man because you are wearing on. So you must
by default be a sissy. Right Brenda?"

"Yes Mistress," I replied trying not to cry.

"Then I think you better rethink your attitude and ask me to take you
shopping for some pretty clothes that will meet your new dress code."
Knowing I was fighting a losing battle and using a napkin to dry my tears
I turned to Ms Em and asked, almost begged, her to take me shopping for
new clothes. I told her I loved her so much and wanted to please her and
be a good sissy.

Well that was that. We spent the rest of the afternoon shopping. Dresses,
slacks, skirts, blouses, undies, pantyhose, makeup and some cheap jewelry.
Everything a woman would need upon starting a new job. But I would be
going to my old job now dressed as a female with no end to the
humiliations in sight.

We went back to my place and Mistress helped me put away my new clothing
while packing away things I wouldn't need for a while.

"Can't I keep a few of my men's clothes in the closet Mistress? I may need
some of them and you may want me in a different mode sometime."

"Darling I love you but you will always be a sissy for me. I can't think
of why I would ever want to see you as a man again."

"Yes Mistress." It sounded so final.

She picked a nice pant suit for me to wear to work the next day and then
we had some Thai food delivered for dinner.

After dinner she started coaching me on makeup application and we spent 3
hours with me doing my face over and over until she felt I could do it
well enough for work.  She reminded me to get up a ½ hour earlier to
prepare.

She told me to strip and after caressing my chastity until I was hard,
hurting and whimpering had me lick her beautiful pussy to multiple
orgasms. The taste alone making me know I was where I belonged and that I
was truly here for her pleasure.

Before she left she said I was to go directly to her home after work
tomorrow and would be cooking and serving dinner for her and a couple of
friends.

I wanted to wear a tight girdle to keep the chastity from bulging in my
pants. An off white blouse that didn't let too much of my lacy bra show
through some bracelets and rings and black flats. My makeup was OK, and
minimal and I held my head high and marched in to work as if nothing was
different about today.

Sara walked right in to my office and said she loved my new look and hoped
I would stay this way. I thanked her and just said I had a lot of work to
do. Work actually went just like any other  day and I was happy to be
heading to Mistress' home after work. She looked me over and after giving
her approval Led me to her bedroom and told me to strip to my chastity.
She brought out a black satin crotch-less panty and a a Black satin Maids
outfit  and told me to get dressed and start dinner. She said the menu was
on the counter and then tied a frilly apron around my waist and sent me
off.

I found I was preparing a pot roast and fixings for 4 and set the table
accordingly. The doorbell sounded and opening it I saw Judy form the hair
salon and Sara from work standing there hand in hand. After my initial
shock I gave a slight curtsy and invited them in. I hung their coats and
offered them some wine before Mistress Emma appeared to greet them. I
retreated to the kitchen and checked on dinner.

After serving the wine Sara asked Mistress how she got me under her
control so well. Mistress told me to raise my skirt and exclaimed, "once
you have a male in chastity its very easy to make them into a loving sissy
slave."

"Brenda tell her why you are wearing that particular chastity!"

I told the new comers how I had been but in a different one and cheated
Mistress by pulling out the back and playing with my sissy clit. AS
punishment I was made to beg to wear this one for 2 months because I was a
naughty sissy that thought with her clitty. I told them I needed Mistress
Em's guidance and training to become a better person and by that a better
sissy.

Judy reached out and played with it a bit and watched me getting harder in
it causing my knees to buckle from the pain.

They laughed and asked if it always hurt when I got hard. Mistress told
them it did but it would someday just stop getting hard and then she would
have a docile sissy with a well trained tongue to please her. In fact, in
the future it may hurt when it gets hard even without the cage because it
is kind of being trained to associate an erection with pain.

"Doesn't she get to cum?" asked Sara.

"Oh no, she doesn't need that. That's for Men and Women not sissys." Maybe
someday she will squirt when I fuck her sissy pussy. In the mean time she
has almost 2 months of punishment left for cheating and that may get added
on to if she is naughty again. So even if I would let her cum it will be
quite a while."

Well I will have to keep a closer eye on her at work then,"said Sara, "and
maybe tease her a little too. It's so fun to see that its her own sissy
clit causing her pain."

"You do know she actually begged me to lock her clit up for 2 months. I
just had to play with it a little with my crop and some other toys and she
was all please please lock me up Mistress. Lol."

They enjoyed the dinner while I had the leftovers in the kitchen between
serving wine and clearing plates. I found it interesting to now know that
Sara was never married because she was hooked up with Judy. No wonder here
nails and hair always looked perfect. I never figured her as a fellow
kinko, or gay for that matter.

Mistress mentioned we would be going to a "mostly mens" gay leather bar
that weekend and invited them to leather up and join us. We soon said
goodnight to our guests and after cleaning up the kitchen I was allowed to
service mistress before changing and going home.

The next few days at work were more of the same. I did have to reprimand
Derek for making remarks that were well out of line and I think he got the
message that I was still his boss no matter how I dressed. I was hoping he
would push it further so I could fire him. And Sara started wearing lower
cut blouses to try and get me excited. It did a few times but I could say
nothing to her about it or Miss Em would find out.

Saturday I got to relax and do my own chores, laundry and housework and
grocery shopping. I was afraid to mow the lawn with my neighbors about. At
4 I showered and got ready to head to Miss Em's house. Mary had called and
tole me what to bring for the club that night. Although I had been to the
local BDSM clubs I had not been to this bar as I thought it was men only.
I guess it usually is but they have an open night like this on occasion.


When I arrived at my Mistresses home Mistress and Mary were dressed in
full leathers. Matching leather riding boots with tailored leather pants
tucked into them. Supple leather dress shirts with brass name tags over
the pocket that said "Mistress". Leather hats and dark red lips with
stunning eye makeup.

"Come in and strip," Miss Mary called from their bedroom. "Time to get you
dressed."

I did as told and she dumped the contents of my bag on the bed. First I
was directed to put on the dark red pantys with ruffles all over the
backside. A matching bra was next followed by sheer black thigh-hi
stockings. My red 4" heels were next, then a pleated leather mini skirt
was fastened around my waist. It had enough flare so my chastity bulge
would not show. On top a satiny red blouse that my nipples poked through
my bra at and a leather collar with the name Brenda embossed in red. My ID
and things were popped into a small purse that I was given to carry.

My make up was next and when done my Mistresses were pleased that my face
look had the whorish look they wanted. My fuck-me red lips highlighted it
all.

We arrived around 10 pm and I think more of the guys were watching me than
my Mistresses. After a couple drinks I joined them on the dance floor for
a few songs. Mistress Emma said she wanted to dance with Emma a bit and
directed me to go stand near the corner of the dance floor and wait for
them.

After a couple songs my view of them was partially blocked. A few guys
asked me to dance and I deflected them saying I was waiting for my
Mistress. I decided to get a drink and looked into my purse to see if they
gave me any cash. As I was digging through it in the dark a small bottle
of poppers fell out. It rolled a couple feet and I quickly knelt to
retrieve it. As I reached out to grab it a leather boot stepped down on it
preventing me.

I looked up to see a guy in leather pants and vest, about 6'2" and not bad
looking. "Excuse me sir I think  you are standing on something of mine."

"Oh and what would that be?"

"Just a small bottle sir. It fell from my purse."

"A bottle of what?" he demanded to know.

I quietly said, "Sissy sauce sir."

"What?"

"Poppers sir," I replied, realizing most people don't call it that. "My
mistress must have put them there and they fell out when I was looking for
something."

"What did you call them the first time?"

"Sissy Sauce sir, that's what she calls them."

"I see. So then that makes you a sissy?"

"Please sir, Please move your foot so may I just get them and put them
away?"

"I guess you didn't hear my question. Are you a sissy?"

"But sir, I just"

"No buts you fag bitch, If you want them back answer the question."

I looked around hoping Mistress would ride in on a white horse and save me
but all I saw from down there were legs. I looked up and said, "Yes sir I
am a sissy."

"That's better sissy. Now get it." and he lifted his foot. I was about to
rise when I felt his hand on my shoulder holding me down. I noticed a
couple of other guys moving into position behind me.

With his hand still on me he told me to give him the bottle. A bit in fear
I did as I was told. He opened it and held it to my nose with one hand
closing the other nostril with the other. "Sniff it you sissy fag," he
ordered.

"No please sir its bad for sissy!" I cried but it was no use. I was stuck
on my knees forced to inhale the sissy sauce. After 4 hits he capped the
bottle and pulled my face into his crotch and held it there.

"Maybe you need a nice cock to suck sissy."

"Oh no sir. Please I'm not that kind of sissy."

"Oh really. Here you are on your knees with little red pantys showing
under your skirt and your face buried  in a mans crotch and you tell me
you are not a sissy. That's a fucking laugh."

I noticed my Mistresses making their way through the crowd to see what was
going on. When they saw me on my knees they stepped up to see what was
going on. Mistress Emma asked what was going on. Mark, the leather man
that was  holding me at his crotch said that the sissy was disrespectful
when asked about the popper bottle she dropped. He said he decided to
popper her up and have some fun.

Mistress Emma said that I belonged to her and her Lady, but due to the
circumstances she would allow him to continue as long as they could watch
the show.  He thanked her and said he would like to take me to the
backroom to continue. They agreed and let me stand. Mark and his 2 boys,
Rob and Sal, and my Mistresses and my self headed to the back room of the
bar. I didn't even know they had a backroom.

The backroom turned out to be a mini dungeon that the men used on their
regular bar nights. I was hesitant to enter but the hands on my shoulders
and ass told me I had no choice. As soon as we were all in the room a
cloth covered with poppers was held over my face forcing me to breath it
in. I was helplessly falling into subspace as I noticed Mary and Ms Em
heading to the rear of the room to sit and watch.

My skirt was removed and my blouse and bra. The panty  was next and they
admired my chastity. Hands were all over me and I was pained by an attempt
at an erection. I was still breathing the sissy sauce and could not resist
as I was strapped to a padded bench.

"It would be a shame to waste the pretty cock sucker red lipstick pretty
boy," the said as they lashed me down. I soon felt a blistering swat of a
paddle on my ass. A hand gripped my balls and held tight as it crashed
down again and again.

"Beg for my cock sissy!"

"Tell me you wanna be a cock sucking sissy fag!"

"Tell me you are a cock sucking popper sissy fag that loves to fuck and
suck!"

My ass was burning and I was too weak from the poppers. "Please sir I am a
sissy that needs to be fucked sir. I am just a popper sissy for your
amusement and pleasure sir." The hypnosis tapes coming forward in my mind
now. "Popper sissy love to fuck. Popper sissy love to fuck. Please fuck me
master. Thank you for my punishment master Please fuck your popper whore
sir."

The popper rag was finally removed form my face as a cock was placed at my
lips. "Please let me suck sir?" And the cock moved forward so I could wrap
my lips around their first real cock. I worked my lips over it as best I
could and when most of the 7 inch tool was in my mouth I felt another at
my ass.

I was going to be taken from both ends. I felt my cheeks pulled apart as
the cock started to move forward. I couldn't move away and had to accept
the lube cock in my sissy hole. I took the cock in my mouth deeper and was
moaning around it as my sissy pussy was stretched and filled by Marks 9
inch mammoth.

I felt Rob's cock swell in my mouth and he was soon spurting in my throat
finally pulling out to finish squirting over my face. As soon as he was
done Sal replaced him. Sal was only about 5 inches and thin so my jaws got
to rest a bit. The popper cloth was back sending me into a dreamy state
once again as Sal came in my mouth while Mark continued to ram his full
length into me. My cock was still painfully constricted in its chastity
but was steadily dripping cum for my prostrate being massaged by the huge
cock.

Mark finally pulled out with a pop and came to the front and shoved his
dirty shit stained cock into my mouth to finish there. I was still
helpless to resist and suddenly the paddle was tenderizing my ass again. I
sucked him fully down my throat wanting his cum to fill my throat. Whack,
Whack, over and over I was crying as I sucked. The paddle didn't stop and
finally I felt him tense up and lose a huge load into my waiting mouth. I
was told to to keep my mouth open before swallowing as Mistress Mary came
over and took a picture of my mouth full of cum.

"Swallow up girl," she said as she finished taking some pics.

Mark directed his boys to release me and then thanked Mistress Emma for
allowing him to use me. "Anytime," she replied with a big grin. "Mary and
I enjoyed the show more than you could imagine."

Mary helped me dress and we went back out to the bar where Mark had gotten
us a round of drinks. I was exhausted from the nights events and Mistress
realized that and led us out to the car. I couldn't believe how much the
car seat hurt my reddened bottom as we drove home.

"Brenda that was such a hot show you put on for us tonight I am going to
give you a present," said Mistress. "I think it's time for you to have
your own breasts so you can choose either implants or hormones?" Think it
over I will ask for your answer in a few days."

The ride home was mostly quiet. I think we were all a bit exhausted form
the nights events. I fell asleep soon after I hit the bed, but not before
I heard my ladies in the next room enjoying themselves before they too
drifted off to sleep.

We all slept in Sunday morning but I awoke first and started making a nice
Sunday brunch. Fresh fruit, bacon, French toast, coffee and mimosas, and
perfectly cooked omelets. Mistress Emma and Miss Mary sauntered in in
their gowns as the aromas from the kitchen had made their way to the
bedrooms. I was still in my diaphanous pink nightgown with just my
chastity on underneath.

"What a lovely brunch Brenda, I think I will allow you to eat with us at
the table today. But first I want to see how red your bottom is after last
night."

I did a turn for the ladies lifting the back of my gown for them to see my
still reddened and bruised bottom.

"Looks like you will be sore for a while Brenda. I think you should put a
nice snug girdle on before you eat. Now hop to it before the food gets
cold."

I went back to the bedroom and found a snug, long-leg panty girdle and
struggled to pull it up over my sore bottom and the chastity cage.  As
everything appeared smooth I headed back to enjoy breakfast. When I sat,
my sore bruised ass made it known to me that I would be feeling it for a
few days. As I started to eat Mistress Emma asked me if I had thought
about the gift she had offered me last night.

"I haven't really had time to think it over m'lady."

In truth it is a question I had thought about many times in the past. I
just didn't think it was something that would ever really come to
fruition. It was mainly a fantasy I had played with in my mind. And when
she talked about doing it in the past I thought she was just teasing me to
heighten the scene.

"But, m'lady, I did kinda wonder why you are making me so feminine
Mistress. I mean you do have Miss Mary if you want a female lover. You
already have me dressed and working full time as a female. I thought you
liked me as a man when we first started seeing each other."

"Well Brenda, my darling little sissy girl, I do totally enjoy my
beautiful darling Mary and all her feminine charms. And I hope she will
always remain my lover and partner," she stated with a big smile and an
air kiss across the table at Miss Mary.

"You are a different story entirely though Brenda. You see I found you to
be one of the nicest males I have known in years, and found myself falling
in love with you. The problem is that most males are assholes. Just look
at the news reports on TV and you can see that. So I decided that if I was
going to hang on to you I would have you without all those nasty male
faults. That's why I started you in pantys so soon after we met. And when
you didn't object I knew you were a keeper. I was just going to feminize
you a bit at first but when you messed up with the chastity cheating I
changed my mind. I knew there was still too much testosterone in you and
realized that I would need to break you further. The extra chastity time
is certainly helping but I want and expect much more from you."

"Being a sissy the best path for you. You will be a woman at work and my
sissy at all other times. I will adore you and tease you, punish you and
excite you. And you will preform beautifully. You will relish your place
as neither a male or a real women. You will live to give pleasure. You
will surrender your soul to me, and you will be the perfect wife and you
will take my name when we marry. You will be my sweet girl always. I hope
that is plain enough for you to wrap your sissy head around!"

"Now as to the original question I don't intend to wait to long for an
answer. As I am leaving on Wednesday morning for a few days I expect an
answer by dinner on Tuesday or I will decide for you."

Mary said she hoped I would choose implants so I would have breasts much
quicker than it would take with hormones.

"I just know that Sara and the others at your office would love to see
that too," she remarked.

I figured I better say something as they both had stopped eating and were
looking at me. I put down my fork, took a sip of my mimosa, trying to
think of what to say and draw out the suspense a bit. (naughty me).

"Well I really don't like the idea of surgery, although it would be
quicker but the hormones would give me more time to adjust mentally as
well. But I hear there could be drawbacks to hormones as well."

"And what would those drawbacks be Brenda?"

"The side effects form the hormones I guess. Those TV ads always have a
list of bad stuff that can happen when you take them."

"And aside form that?" she pushed.

"Well they might effect how my cock, I mean sissy clit, works, and how
about the size of the breasts. I don't think I would want more than a B-
cup and how would hormones know that. At least with  implants you know
what size they would be. And they say that breast size can run in the
family and I would probably end up as large as my late mother was, and she
was at least DD."

"Why are you still thinking of that silly thing between your legs as a
cock? Haven't you learned anything these past couple of weeks sissy? And
who said you get to decide on the size anyway. Do you think we had a
choice in our breast size. Don't you think Mary and I are the ones that
should make that decision? Aren't we the ones that you are here to
please?"

"But Mistress."

"Quiet sissy, don't interrupt your Mistress."

"Sorry Mistress," I whimpered. I will give you the answer soon. I do want
to please you so much."

"Hey, wait a minute, did you just ask me to be your wife for real? OMG
Mistress. Really. Yes Mistress I will Mistress Em. I really do love you so
much Mistress."

"Well in that case maybe I'm the one who should decide on the size of my
wife's breasts don't you think?"

"Oh, I, I didn't think about that Mistress."

"Yes my soon to be bride. Maybe we will start you with a nice set of
implants. About a B cup implant and a 6 month time release hormone. Then
if they get too big we just wont renew the hormones. How does that sound
Brenda?"

"OK I guess Mistress Emma." I replied a bit despondent about her choosing
that option.

"Well you don't seem so enthusiastic about it sissy. Maybe we can get a
more enthusiastic response from you later today when Sara and Judy arrive.
Now go do the dishes while we women talk," she laughed.

"Oh Mary isn't this great?  We will have our own sissy wife to pamper and
serve us all the time now"

"I love the way you think Em. I always wanted a live in sissy and now we
will never be without. What are Sara and Judy coming over for?"

"Well Sara has been interested in finding a sissy for herself and Judy.
She texted me that she would love to see how I got Brenda to beg for her
chastity. She and Judy will be later this afternoon. I thought I would let
Brenda's clit free for a while and then we could take her to the playroom
and have her beg to be put back in it."

"Oh you do have a bit of the devil in you don't you Emma. This is going to
be a fun afternoon I think."

Mistress called me in from the kitchen. I was told to remove the girdle so
my skin and especially my sore ass could breathe a bit. She then took my
chastity key from her necklace and unlocked my soft clit. As she unlocked
me she told me that she had to go out for a bit and I was to shower and
freshen up. I was not to touch my clitty and Miss Mary would keep an eye
on me and clean and shave it as needed. Mary would also help me dress
afterwards to make sure I was not touching myself.

Mary followed me to the bathroom as Mistress Emma dressed and left. I
slipped off my gown and stepped into the shower enjoying the feel of the
warm water cascading over me. I washed myself and took care of my hair.

"OK now, don't move sissy and put your hands on your head. I will be right
back."

As I stood waiting for Miss Mary to return my clitty started to get really
hard. I wasn't trying to, it just happened. Miss Mary would return at that
moment and had a pair of handcuffs in her hand and proceeded to secure my
hands behind my back.

I was still hard and desperately trying to will it to get soft. It seems
that any touch after being locked so long made the task   next to
impossible.

"Why are you hard Sissy?"

"It just happened Mistress Mary. I tried to keep it from happening but it
did it on its own. I'm so Sorry Miss Mary."

"You know that Emma will hear about that?"

"Yes Mistress."

This was all of a sudden not going well for me. Miss Mary then turned
around and grabbed the toilet brush from its nearby holder, put some of
the fragrant liquid bath soap we had been using on it and began scrubbing
my scrotum and crotch with the bristles. With the slick tub floor I
couldn't move much for fear of falling and had to stand with my legs
spread wide. Telling me to keep quiet she stuffed a soapy wet washrag in
my mouth as a gag. She then went further back with the brush, being sure
to clean and punish my crack as well. I was almost in tears when she moved
to the front and pulled my finally softened clitty through the center hole
of the brush holding the head started stroking me with the brush.

I was howling with pain into the gag as she abused my again hardening
clitty. Finally she relented and pulled it off with a twist. She grabbed a
can of shaving foam and proceeded to shave me front and back. After a
thorough rinse I stepped out, was released from the cuffs and dried off. I
followed Miss Mary to my bedroom where she had laid out my clothes.

Pink thigh high stockings, a black mini skirt and a sheer pink blouse with
black below the knee boots with a 3" heel. I was told to dress and take
care of my hair and makeup. As I was dressing the door bell rang and Mary
went to greet Judy and  Sara. I heard them exchanging hellos and small
talk. I was sitting at the vanity to do my makeup and remembered I wasn't
locked in that damn cage. I reached down to caress my clitty for a sec and
it felt so nice after not touching it for so long. Then I remembered that
Mistress probably had cameras running and I quickly pulled back and
finished my face.

"Brenda, hurry up in there and serve some drinks for our guests!"

"Yes Miss Mary, right away."

I slipped into the kitchen and quickly got a tray and loaded it with
cheese, crackers and wine, grabbed 4 glasses and served the ladies.

They all enjoyed the view of my bruised sissy ass as I bent at the waist
to serve them. I was told to go relax until Mistress Emma returned. I
slipped out to the back porch and had a ciggie and a bowl of sweet sativa.

Mistress Emma entered about an hour later with a few shopping bags in her
hands and smile on her face. Putting them down she warmly greeted her
guests and Mary as I poured her a glass of wine.

"Well are you Ladies ready to adjourn to the play room?"

"You need not ask us twice," replied Judy.

"Lead the way" Sarah chimed in.

"I grabbed the tray and the wine bottles and followed with a bit of
trepidation knowing I would be their entertainment.

After refilling their wine Mistress Em directed me to my knees in front of
her.

"Brenda, as I mentioned earlier I wish to make you my wife. So here in
front of our friends, with you on your knees and without the duress of
being in chastity or any type of physical or mental bondage I will ask
again. Brenda will you be my wife?"

"Oh yes, yes please Mistress, I would love to be your wife."

She took my hand and reached in her pocket and brought out a beautiful
diamond and ruby engagement ring. I was in tears as she placed it on my
finger. Going to her pocket again she held up a silver necklace with a
heart shaped charm that said "Emma's" on the front, and "sissy wife" on
the back. She fastened it around my neck with a small silver padlock after
showing everyone that the special lock had no key hole. It was ready to
close but never to be opened. It was quickly fastened around my neck.

Mistress motioned me to stand and I hugged her tight as she kissed me
deeply. Her tongue felt halfway down my throat as I swooned in her strong
arms.

"I love you Brenda," she said as we broke our embrace.

"I love you to Mistress, with all my heart."

"I can see that Brenda. Is that why my sissy's clitty is all swollen?"

"Yes Mistress."

"I will forgive you this time Brenda, but there are some other issues we
must deal with. I just love technology, don't you sissy? Look you can see
this video right on my phone of you having a little ciggie break on the
deck and touching something you shouldn't touch. And this one when you put
on your make up. Again touching yourself. What do you have to say about
that sissy?"

"Cat got your tongue girl? That's OK. I know just how to deal with
stubborn little girls. So why don't we get the party started."

"Mary please bind my soon to be wife spreadeagled face up on the bed. Judy
can help if you need it. I will be back in a few minutes. Please have her
ready. I think you know what's needed."

Once I was bound Miss Mary put some lotion on her hands and started to
fondle my clitty till it became erect. I swear she was trying to make me
squirt. She would get me right to the edge and stop. Then she would get me
going again before releasing me.

"Does that feel nice sissy? Remember when you were a man and you could
stroke it like that whenever you wanted. Remember how nice it felt to
squirt you man juice all over. Wasn't that so much fun for you? You now
those days are over forever don't you?"

She continued to edge me as we waited for Mistress to return.

"MMM sissy it feels so so hard. I bet you would love to squirt your sauce
for us wouldn't you. Too bad that sissy's don't get that pleasure isn't
it. Yes Sissy, moan and cry. You know you aren't going to squirt. Right
sissy? Because men and women get to cum don't they sissy. But sissy are
different aren't they. They aren't men or women are they? No, you are
correct."

Already with her hand down in her pantys, Sara had to comment. "That's so
hot Mary. Its so hard and hot. She looks ready to explode, or cry, I'm not
really sure which. Lol. Does she ever get to squirt?"

"Well she hasn't for a few weeks now. And it will probably be a while
before she does it again. Em and I want to train her to come from anal
play."

Entering in head to toes leather, Mistress Emma returned.

"Its so nice to see my sissy so ready for her punishment ladies. You do
such nice work. Mary please hand me my crop darling. And then lets get our
sissy nice and high so she can we can really enjoy our selves."

Mary fitted the breathing mask around my head and put a nice dose of
poppers in it. I couldn't avoid them and was soon starting to float into
subspace when I felt the crop land on my clit. I pulled on my bonds but
could not get away from the next 3 quick strikes of Mistresses favorite
implement. My breathing quickened as I gasped in pain taking me even
higher. Mistress was covering all areas of my already sore clit with her
crop as I was helpless to protect myself. After 5 seriously hard swats she
switched to some sandpaper.

She stroked slowly up and down my clit a few times before adding some lube
to make it slide easier. It felt as if she was sanding it down to a nub. I
was so weak from the popper mask that I laid there and let her do it with
tears streaming down my face. Thank the Goddess for waterproof mascara.

When she tired of sanding it she asked Judy to try using the crop for
herself. After all she would need to know how if she was to get her own
sissy someday. She said to try to concentrate on the head but had 25 to
use as she saw fit.

Mary whispered something to Emma and they both laughed a bit before Emma
removed my mask and had Sara climb over me and sit her ass down on my
face. I started rimming and tonguing her hole as Judy lit into my cock
with the crop. I swear it was turning to mush but Mary put a strap around
it to keep me erect for the crop. She finished and handed the crop to Sara
who stayed planted on my face as she added a couple dozen more swats to my
beleaguered clitty.

"Untie her and bring her to me," Mistress Emma commanded.

I was released and my hands bound behind me as I was told to kneel before
Miss Em.

"Would you like more sissy sauce Brenda?"

I was still pretty high but did not want to disappoint Mistress and said,
"Yes please my lady."

She poured some poppers on a cotton ball and placed it at the end of an
eight inch dildo held there with a simple hair tie. Using the suction cup
on it's base she stuck it to the nearby wall mirror and told me that if I
wanted the poppers I had to deep throat the fake cock to get to them.
Every time I got to the bottom I could have a sniff. I had to take a 5
second sniff each time I deep throated the fake cock.

I knelt before the phallic piece and placed my red sissy lips around it
and tried to take it in. I filled and stretched my mouth fully.

I was working hard to get it into my throat so I could reach my goal of a
nice popper sniff when the paddle hit my ass. It stunned me and drove me
forward on the dildo and I took a long sniff. As I felt the rush I pulled
back only to feel the paddle again. After a couple of more deep throats
and sniffs I was wiggling my ass for Mistresses paddle. Enjoying the
feeling of it all driving me deeper into my sissy sub-space.

My cuffs were soon released only to be dragged back to the bed and pushed
down onto my back. Mistress placed a cigarette in my mouth and lit it. She
is not a smoker and I found it strange for her to do that during playtime.
After a couple of drags removed the cigarette and asked Mary to climb
aboard and sit on my face.

I immediately put my tongue to work on Mary's hot, wet pussy. savoring her
wonderful flavor.  I felt Mistress begin to fondle my clitty and as sore
as it was it still grew in her hand. She then gripped it tight and as the
other 3 women watched she used my cigarette to brand "E M" on the head of
my engorged clitty. She slowly but lightly dragged the hot ash across it
to spell out her name as all I could do was suffer and suck on Mary's
pussy.

The burning stopped as Mary had her 2nd orgasm and they could see my tears
when she arose from her seat. Mistress caressed my face and said I was her
good little girl and that helped me feel a little better. I couldn't see
what she had done but she told me she put the letters EM on my clit to
remind me it belonged to Em or Emma and Mary.

"Now I want you to show everyone how you stroke your clitty Brenda."

She released my right hand and lifted it to my clit. It hurt just to touch
it but when I saw her grab her crop again I started stroking it.

"Please Mistress it hurts too much to stroke. Please don't make me do
this."

"Keep stroking sissy. It certainly seems like you couldn't keep your hands
of it earlier."

"But it hurts to touch it Mistress. Please Mistress. I don't want it to
hurt anymore."

"Well if you nicely ask me to start you on hormones and get you some nice
implants I will lock it back up and keep it safe. Hows that for a deal?"

As I hesitated to long in answering the crop struck down on my clitty
again. 3, 4, 8 times. I don't know I lost count with the pain.

"Stroke sissy. Make it cum. You have 3 minutes before its the crop again!"

I stroked as best I could but it was getting so soft now. As my 3 minutes
came to an end Mistress started with the crop again.

It only took a few more hits when I blurted out what Mistress wanted to
hear.

"Please Mistress, Please may I have pretty breasts for you. Please fill me
with hormones and implants and put me back in the chastity. Please
Mistress. Please lock my clitty away."

"It may be quite a while if I do that Brenda. Since you only did 2 weeks
of the first 2 months we will start over and make it 3 months. How does
that sound for starters?"

Mistress was teasing my clit with the tip of her crop as she said this.

"Yes Mistress. That is fine and very fair Mistress."

"That's not all Brenda. You will quit smoking if you want it off. Every
pack you buy will add another week. Your pack a day habit is going to cost
you more than money. And you are going to lose 10 pounds. If you don't
lose 10 pounds in the 3 months we add 2 weeks for every pound you fail
by."

As the crop landed on the underside of my clit I was broken.

"Yes Mistress that is fine Mistress. Please lock your sissy wives clitty
away Mistress."

As my right hand was re-cuffed and tied again to the bed, Mistress began
reattaching my cage.

"I am going to use a smaller base ring this time girl. I think it was a
bit loose before."

She soon popped the PA hook through my piercing and completed assembling
the cage. I watched as she slipped the sheath lock into place. After it
was locked Mary produced a bottle of red nail polish and after dripping
some down into the lock, she painted over the end of it.

"That will be tamper proof when it dries now Emma dear. It may have to be
drilled out when you decide to remove it."

"You mean "if" I decide to," she laughed.

"Just one more thing to complete before we are finished here today. Judy
you did bring the medication didn't you?

Of course Emma, its right here in my bag."

Judy reached in her bag and retrieved a syringe in a sterile pack. She
stepped to the end of the bed  and showing it to Mistress Emma proceeded
to swab a spot on my ass and inject its contents into me.

"That was a preloaded syringe Brenda. It contains a 6 month time release
supply of estrogen. No turning back now."

"Yes Miss Judy. Thank you for doing that for Mistress Emma."

"Monday I will expect you to make an appointment for your implants Brenda.
Now you need to get some rest while we go out for dinner."

They untied my wrists and left to go out and eat. I went out to the deck
for a smoke. As I sat there I lifted my skirt and saw by bruised branded
clitty in its cage. It would be a long time before I would get to hold it
again.

Then I looked at the ring on my finger. It was an amazing ring and must
have cost a bundle. I kissed the ring thinking about how much Mistress
must really love me. My clit didn't hurt at all at that moment. It was
where it belonged.