A Tale of Two Sissies, part 2

As Cindy stood there trembling inside, Jenna was the first to speak, “well, well, well, what do we have here? Is this the manly stud who once was the big man on campus years ago? What’s the matter stud, did Mistress steal and throw away your ugly dick?” All of the Women laughed so hard and knees buckled. She continued, “it’s hard to believe I once used to jerk off to you, well maybe it’s better this way, for a pansy like you it would seem more licking and less jerking on my part of the order of the day.” Once again all the Women laughed hysterically, as two Mistresses entered the vestibule and joined in on the laughter. The two Hispanic Women joined in, “que Linda sissy!” one said. The other said, “these two are dressed prettier than little girls, let me see your panties!”

Not to be outdone, Heather, joined in and said, “I can’t wait to see in what jar the panty girl’s useless former balls are being kept.” Another Woman said, “how adorable, two sissies, one in pink and another in yellow, practically a matched set.” Several of these Women doubled over holding their crotches, As one yelled out, “please, please no more, after the trip here, if you keep on like this I’m going into piss in my panties. . . that is, if I was wearing any.” “By the way, which way is the Ladies room sissy?” Mistress ordered sissy, “sissy, escort and assist Heather to the Ladies room.” Heather being no stranger to sissy servants powerfully gripped Cindy’s hand and went towards the Ladies room with her [as that is what it was the bathroom was called in this home by all who lived there] as per her normal routine with her Mistress, Cindy knelt before Heather, begged to assist, was granted permission, and raised Heather’s skirt, exposing panty less crotch and held her hand out, as she helped Heather settle down onto the toilet, Cindy as usual was readying the toilet paper, for when Heather was done. After wiping her clean and adjusting Her clothing, Heather sauntered out of the bathroom leaving Cindy to flush and rejoin the group. Cindy began to exit the Ladies room.

“Not so fast sissy,” Jenna spoke up, I need to go too. Cindy quickly assumed the position, the kneeling before the toilet, and quickly repeated the procedure, lowering Jenna’s high priced designer jeans, and silk thong, and then repeated this twice more this Sandy and Mandy too, required relief and pampering. Beside her focus obedience, Cindy thought to herself how easily acclimated to this environment where all of these Women were and how carefree they were about their bodies in front of Cindy, completely non-threatened by her presence, even welcoming it, like the servant she had become. Upon returning to the living room, Carrie not to be outdone said, “now Cindy, I don’t feel like taking that ever so long walk over to the Ladies room, get over here, raise my skirt and lower my panties, I think it’s time you had a drink.” The Women in the room squealed with delight in clapped their hands, as Cindy’s mouth was now glued to the pussy before it, as Carrie let loose until she was finished, was licked clean, and had her clothing straightened out by Cindy. “Was that good Cindy? I know tonight she’ll be working hard and no one wants to see you thirsty. . . like that’s ever going to happen.” The room now rolling in hysterics.

As things continued, the Women had comfortably arranged themselves within the pit of furniture which was the sunken living room. The sissies scurried and flitted about fetching drinks, appetizers, and other items as demanded by the Dominant Women in the room. In between this scurrying, upon demand, feet were massaged, backs and necks rubbed, and eventually the Women adjourned to the dining room to a splendidly set table, and impeccable sissy maid waitress service. Some “sissy adjustments” as they’re called, were made during dinner service, one Woman who preferred four ice cubes in her glass and received only three so both sissies received seven slaps to the face from a kneeling position.

During the next round of drinks, she changed her mind and preferred only three, so seven more slaps to each sissy face had to be administered, as it is a Woman’s right and prerogative to change her mind. Other similar corrections were made during the course of dinner service.

As always, the sissies where to be fed table scraps later, after the Women had enjoyed dessert and coffee. As the Women retired back to the living room, as the sissies cleared the table, and generally cleaned up. Cindy’s Mistress yelled out towards the kitchen area, “OK sissies, you’ve got four minutes to finish your table scraps, then get in here, and beg us for your quick tinkle. . . The sissies quickly wolfed down some scraps, from the Women’s plates had a quick glass of tap water each, and rebounded into the living room to beg ordered. Carrie spoke up, “OK Tina, with the tiny useless wiener, you beg first.” In her best sissy lisping fashion, Tina’s high-pitched voice lisped out, “pleasey weezy Mistress, I’m ready to make sissy tinkles?” “Stand up sissy girl,” Mistress Carrie ordered, “raise your skirts and petticoats high up to your boobies.” The sissy quickly responded. “my, my what pretty sissy under-panties you’re wearing Tina,” Heather commented, “far too feminine for any real Woman in this room, but I’m sure just perfect for a sissy, just like the two of you.” Cindy’s Mistress, then ordered Cindy pull down sissy Tina’s panties, but not before saying, “Cindy, lower your sissy-sisters panties, and reveal your own personal future.” Looking over at the rest of the Women, she laughingly continued, “Shuuuush! Ladies, please, be very quiet, because Cindy is about to have a psychic experience, she’s about to see her own future.” Cindy now wondering and still kneeling, looked over at the yellow covered sissy-sister standing next to her, with her skirts raised up high, reached over and grabbed the leg band openings of her sister sissy’s panties to lower them, slowly sliding them down. To her mind blowing shock and surprise, Tina’s hairless crotch mound was slowly revealed as her panties were slowly and steadily lowered. Tina began crying harder and harder, millimeter by millimeter as these protective panties came down, as her newest feature was exposed. The place where the balls she had been born with, was now vacant, any such glands now long gone forever and as a small empty bag remained, with her tiny ringed wee-wee now solidly and permanently tucked backwards between her legs, as the small vestiges of her empty bag now seemed to form labia, as her embarrassment and crying became more and more intensely pronounced. As if a chain reaction cascaded over to Cindy, Cindy too began and crying at the site before her revealing her own destiny, knowing deep down that once Mistress had made up her mind, there was no changing it, here was someone she knew this had been done to, and she was next! Her denial about this and her thinking this just might just be a threat or a fantasy now evaporated. A long held threat was coming last. It seemed the harder that the sissies cried, the more than Women laughed hysterically clapping their hands, “wouldn’t it be better if all males for taken care of this way, once we Women we’re done using their sperm as we wanted?” “Damn right there, Carrie,” Jenna squealed hysterically, “All I can say is . . . off with their balls!” The Women rolled around laughing hysterically. Cindy was then ordered to fetch a box of tissues, for the Women laughing so hard now they were crying with laughter, and for the two sissies this is were crying at their new found fate.

“Now Cindy, I want you to start thinking of creative ways of begging Mistress Jenna to separate you from your useless and unneeded sissy balls, start thinking and dreaming up ideas, OK? Girls, I can just imagine her on her knees begging, ‘please Ms. Jenna, please take away my tiny sissy balls, my Mistress hates them so much and I only want to serve and obey her, so please, pretty please, pleasy-weezy, remove them, sissy begs you.’ We’ll have to video tape that, hummm?” The Women there thought they’d bust a gut laughing.

Bladder relief was then granted, the sissies were ordered to the Ladies room and were ordered to hover over the toilet in a squatting position, like a Woman might do in a dirty restroom, as a part of the humiliation show these sissies would have to engage in for the amusement of the Women, who just seemed to eat this up and enjoy every moment.

That done, both sissies were then ordered to fetch another round of drinks, then to freshen their makeup once their tears that stopped, and to bring the Women’s bags to the bedrooms as they’d be sleeping over for the weekend, and to unpack the Women’s clothes.

Upon returning refreshed to the living room, the two sissies were ordered to fetch robes for the Women, as all of them had agreed upon a late night swim when in the lavish outdoor pool followed by relaxing dip in the bubbling hot tub. When they returned with the robes, each Woman took turns having a sissy undress her, and place her clothing for laundering on the side, as they had agreed upon the fact that there was no turning back in terms of the orgy that was going to take place later that night, into the next morning. Both sissies were amazed about how are free and easy the Women were about being naked in front of one another and in front of both sissies, as all in the room were considered a non-threat and a welcome addition to the fun of the evening. Upon exiting through the glass doors the backyard pool and hot tub, Mistress’s ordered the two sissies, to finish cleaning up, assist one another silently in putting on their bathing suits, and come outside for continued service.

Both sissies went to sissy Cindy’s bedroom, all decorated in little girl pink, with a single canopy bed, and French provincial furniture, the walls pink with butterfly and unicorn appliqués. Their bathing suits were one piece old fashioned style, one of course in pink, the other in yellow, with print flowers, both with white pleated skirts on the bottom, very narrow in the waistline area accentuating their bosoms, both of them very snug in the crotch, providing a complete the flat-front feminine look, completely displaying a submissive and obedient sissy.

As the sissies approached the pool area under the moon-light, all of the Women of swimming nude, frolicking and playing in the water, occasionally kissing, playfully caressing and fingering one another. Upon seeing the two sissies, drinks were ordered, fetched and then provided by the two sissy girls. Unusually, the sissies were invited into the pool water, and like the two sissies that they are, ooed and ahhed quite a bit at the water temperature. Heather, Sandy and Mandy, got the idea start splashing the sissies, who had to stand there and take it, and this eventually turned into the two sissies being dunked multiple times, until they began crying once again began, to the delight of the Women. The sissies were then ordered out of the pool, as some serious feminine foreplay took place. “Another round of drinks, sissies” ordered cindy’s Mistress, as the Ladies retired to the hot-tub. The now high heeled mule wearing sissies, stood by and tried not to get too turned on in whatever way they still could, watching these Women having fun.

Long about 9:30 PM, the doorbell once again rang, much to Cindy and Tina’s surprise, the bathing-suited sissies scurrying to answer the door. . A large relatively windowless than had arrived, the tall blonde and austere Norse Woman was at the door. “Sissies, inform your Mistresses the van has arrived.” She barked out as an order in a completely no-nonsense tone, well used to ordering males and sissies alike. Tell them Mistress Sophia and company are here. With a single glance, the side of the van door opened and the driver emerged, a tall Norse blonde man, named Zero. He looked like he might be from the same village as Sophia, maybe a cousin or a relative. In fact, he was a sex slave stud, with 12.5 inches to share with Women if they so desired, he was deaf and therefore mute, he had been given a vasectomy, he had taken numerous beatings to further his submission and although large in size, deep down feared these Women, and to the many Women who enjoyed his services, he was little more than a living dildo. As far as the Women were concerned, like all men should be, he was better seen, used and not heard, even put away until needed again. He opened the rear door of this van, and let out 3 nude and nameless Female sex slaves from Heather and Sophia’s stable of slaves, fully shaved and hairless, who also came in. It was obvious they’d be on their best behavior as each had fresh crop marks on their very red bottoms, all looked as though they had been crying at some point earlier in the night. Heather approached the front door with the two cringing sissy maids following just behind her, “ Sophia, right on time, been missing you baby, I’ve been very horny all night just thinking about when you’d get here,” as Sophia and Heather embraced in extremely passionate long lasting kiss, it was clear these two were also lovers. The slave girls were given a glance by Sophia and undressed Zero, who as trained, stood at attention, one sucked him to erect status, all of the Women, seemed impressed by his size. Some would be using his services that night, some not.

The sissies were ordered to fetch the toy-box, which contained, strap-on’s, vibrators of varied types, various forms of lube, and bondage paraphernalia, they also placed soft mattresses on the floor for the comfort of all but themselves and then as ordered, went to their corner and silently awaiting further orders. For the next few hours, all the sissies could hear was the orgasmic moans and screams of the various Women, lost in a sea of pleasure. Cindy was certain her panties were getting wet and was very fearful that if her wet panties were found out, she be punished again. After some hours of some of the best sex these Women ever had, everyone seemed to take a break and the sissies were then ordered to go upstairs, shower together and get ready for bed, put on their nighties and night panties (high waisted, tight-fitting feminine briefs) and come downstairs and to kiss everyone goodnight. A part of this ritual was to further humiliate the sissies and everyone there expected that. The two sissies would be sharing the same single bed in cindy’s room, her usual bed-mate, boner bob, a well-hung male inflatable sex doll, her Mistress once provided her with early on when cindy was allowed to speak freely and mentioned she missed cuddling as she used to do in the old days with her Mistress, would be set in the corner for that night and the two sissies would have to cuddle one another. The two sissies quickly ascended the stairs disrobed, placing shower caps upon each other’s heads to protect their hair and showered together. From a distance it would seem to the casual observer, based on the fact that the two of them have been ringed, with whatever little maleness was left in the both of them, that these were two Females, proud feminine vees between their legs and will developed, bountiful breasts. They checked one another as they were soaping each other, for stray hairs, but the pink feminine razors in the shower would remove easily, although the years of depilatory use and laser hair removal treatments, in combination with feminine hormones had taken their toll, leaving very little hair left to remove. Quickly, the two sissies dried one another, and helped each other into baby doll nighties and night panties, donning fuzzy slippers, and each of them picking up one of Cindy’s little girl dolly’s, each presented a picture of little girl femininity. They then preceded downstairs to say good night.

One of the Women screamed out, “oh look, how adorable, our two sissies have come downstairs to kiss everyone good night before a happy night of sleeping together with sugar plum fairy sissy dreams.” All the Women laughed that is, including the slave girls. One or two of the Women had thrown on a robe, to keep warm but it failed to close the robe.

Zero even seemed to be smiling, although due to all the action from the previous festivities, his member had shrunken down to a mere eight soft inches.

Mandy spoke up, “you know I really want these two sissies to have a really good night’s sleep, and the one thing that puts me to sleep best is some really good sex. Slave girls, fetch Sandy and I some lube and a couple of strap-ons, it’s time these two sissies had some sex of their own tonight.” The crowd, just a second ago that had been lounging on the floor and the couches, quickly rose up and bent the two sissies over the arms of the couches, held them down, lubed them up, saying “let’s get these panties down sissies, it’s time for the two of you to be girls again.”

Mandy and Sandy penetrated the two sissies, banging them harder into further submission. Other Dominants then took their turns lining up behind and banging the squealing sissies, the Dominants enjoying even more numerous and deeply fulfilling orgasms, and the squealing sissies expense. But at least the two sissies were going through this together, safety in numbers.

Next it was a slave girls turn with the sissies in this position. If Zero had any more energy left he might have taken a turn, but he was totally drained at this point. Several of the Women after all their orgasms, were in desperate need of a piss, so the Mistress’s first, and the slave girls second, had the sissies kneel down, heads back, mouths open, and proceeded to use their sissy mouths as feminine urinals, the sissies first begging to serve, proclaiming their unworthiness, then the fast and hot drinking, then licking clean after use, and finally expressing submissively their thanks for being used this way to each Woman, as the next Woman stepped up for her turn.

Next crowd escorted the stretched and sore, humbled sissies to their bedroom for the evening, pulling down the panties and forcing them into a 69 position and then bondage. It was now about 12:30 AM, the pink alarm clock was set to 7:30 AM, the Mistress’s feeling generous letting the sissy slaves sleep in extra half hour later than normal, should they be able to sleep in this position at all, as a slave girl would be in that morning to allow them to dress, cleanup downstairs, and begin a sumptuous brunch for all.

The two sissies, needless to say, got very little sleep in this uncomfortable position, all in all, each caching a series of very short naps, then awakening to see the other sissies crotch pressed to the others face, Cindy getting extremely good view of what her future was to be, Tina seeing Cindy’s tiny feminine balls, as her heart broke from missing her own.

At 7:30 AM, as the pink alarm clock went off, a hairless slave girl appeared an unlocked the two sissies, who slowly tried to climb out of bed with stiff muscles in their arms, legs, backs and necks, who then scampered into the tiny sissy bathroom, to use their morning toilet, use the stall shower together, and dress one another in the perspective pink and yellow sissy day-maid serving costumes, as they then quickly preceded downstairs to clean up and prepare a brunch at 11:30 AM for all the attendees. Both sissies were pretty hungry this point, but like well trained dogs, they knew better than to eat without permission. As Tina helped to prepare breakfast for a very large perspective group of Dominant Women and sex slaves, preparing bacon, sausages, omelets, pancakes, and French toast, Cindy picked up the clothing the Women had initially worn to this party, and proceeded to launder it, ready for ironing, and hanging so it would be fresh and clean for the Women who owned it, making a small inventory list to make sure the right clothing went back to the proper Woman. At 11:15 AM small bell rang out from Cindy’s Mistress’s bedroom, signaling for service.

Cindy rushed upstairs as fast as are high heeled feet would carry her, gently knocked on the door, was granted access, minced in and curtsied, asking “ How may I serve you Mistress?” “Is everything downstairs going according to schedule, other clothes done, and are you are making breakfast or do you sissies need a another beating?” With a happy feminine smile, well trained and well practiced, Cindy responded, “Yes Mistress, everything is right on time as per your instructions.” “Good, now get that sissy mouth of yours over here, I need to pee!” “Yes Mistress,” as Cindy knelt off to the side of the bed to offer her mouth for use. When Mistress was done, Carrie chimed in, “get your sissy ass over to the side of the bed silly sissy, it’s my turn.”

“Now Cindy, I want you to gently knock on the other bedroom doors and offer the very same services to all of our other guests here, and whether they have to pee, or feel slapping you around a little bit, would like a little tongue or even a massage of some sort, make sure the are up and ready for breakfast by 11:45, are we clear, stupid?” “Yes Mistress, thank You so very much for letting me serve.” As Cindy curtsied and left the room, the two Ladies laughing at how far Cindy had come.

As ordered, Cindy preceded from room to room, licking feet and pussy alike, kissing butt, and drinking directly from the source, her version of lemonade as demanded.

The rest of the weekend when pretty much the same, lots of sex, lots of orgasms, lots of discipline, the liberal use of the strap as well as the strap-on with each sissy, the sissies, even servicing Zero with their mouths and sissy pussies, much to the amusement and delight of the Dominant Women and slave girls alike, later on, a demonstration from the slave girls of whipping the suspended sissies in the downstairs dungeon, slave girls very Dominant when it came to the sissies, although submissive to Women, the too were Female supremacists and viewed all males, as hindrances and distractions away from themselves from the Dominant Women the enjoyed submitting themselves to. As far as they’re concerned sissies, were slightly better than other men, and all men were lower life forms in comparison to Women.

All in all an extremely fulfilling weekend for all the Women, and driven to complete submissive exhaustion were the two sissies.

Sunday evening, after dinner and dessert, as everyone visiting was just about preparing to leave, the two plugged sissies, were ordered back into a 69 position, and Cindy was ordered to beg Mistress Jenna to schedule, as Cindy’s Mistress put it, the surgery necessary to clean-out Cindy’s tiny sissy bag, just like Mistress Jenna had done for sissy Tina some months earlier. Next Cindy was then ordered to beg everyone in attendance to come and view this event, to videotape it, and have a party with all of these guests and more in attendance immediately thereafter. Cindy was now told to proclaim how much she detested anything to do with her former useless and unwanted maleness, wishing only to embrace her own femininity and how she wished to be more feminine and even more submissive to Women, the Superior Sex and how jealous she was not to have been born with real Femaleness between her legs, and how she dreamed of and wished her whole life to have been born a girl. This to the triumphant applause and cheers of all of the Women there.

Finally all of those left were Cindy’s Mistress, Mistress Carrie, and sissy Tina. Cindy was then informed that Mistress Carrie, and sissy Tina were selling their home, would be moving in and all would be living under the same roof as one big happy family, as the two Dominant Women so very much in love, so very much the wave of the future, kissed and embraced passionately. Sissy Cindy and sissy Tina were informed that now they would be sissy-sister roommates, in full service to Women forever, sharing the same bed, as it was pointed out to Cindy that Tina would help assist Cindy in her post surgical recovery.

All of them, the Mistresses assured, would be living happily ever after. The two sissies, were frightened and suspicious, but were submissively excited in their own way, as only two sissies can be.