Sissy in a Womens Prison, Pt. 03

Dear Reader,

In parts 1 and 2 Sissy Angela happily serviced a female guard and the prison's lady warden. Now, Mistress Wyatt is offering Angela's intimate ministrations to the general prison population.

Sincerely,

Whippet

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"Warden Brown called me into her office after you licked her hoo-ha, Angela," said Mistress Wyatt. "She was thrilled by your oral handiwork and she's had a special bordello chamber prepared so that you can service many more women. It's part of her project to boost prison morale."

"I'm so excited, Mistress!" I squealed. "Can I see the room?"

"Not only can you see it, Sissy. It's ready to use. Change into one of your pretty nightgowns and I'll take you there."

I selected my ivory hued Lily of France peignoir set. The short sleeveless nightie has a deep plunge neckline and its sheer bodice is embroidered with lovely flowers. The coordinating robe has three-quarter length sleeves and closes in front with a single fabric button. I feel wonderfully girlie when I slip into the nightie and robe.

I was twirling in front of our full length mirror when Mistress said, "Stand still so I can lock on your collar."

I didn't mind wearing the obedience collar because it was such a pretty shade of pink. Then she attached my matching leash and walked me to the new bordello chamber. The room had previously been used for group therapy sessions, so its pleasant decor already included shag carpeting, floral wallpaper and soft lighting. When Mistress and I arrived workmen had just finished setting up a king-sized bed with restraints and a large sectional sofa.

"The couch is for women who are waiting their turn," said my pimp. "They can watch you being used in the meanwhile." I love being on display and could hardly wait!

Then she added, "I've booked appointments for a large group of women this afternoon. So you'd better not shoot your spunk wad in the first one."

"I won't disappoint you, Mistress Wyatt," I replied confidently as I touched up my lip gloss. "The sissy academy I attended taught me not to cum without permission."

Then Mistress laid me on the bed, and buckled my wrists and ankles. I adore being restrained while women play with me. The forced surrender is divine!

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The initial group of six women arrived a little while later. The ladies were all dressed in stylish outfits, wore tasteful makeup and had fixed their hair nicely for the occasion.

Mistress instructed them to remove their panties in order to save time later. I savored the sight of my eager customers wiggling out of their sensuous knickers.

Then Mistress asked for two volunteers to go first.

"Two?" asked one of the women.

"Yes, of course," replied Mistress. "One for sissy's mouth and the other for his penis."

"I want his dickie!" shouted a petit redhead.

"No, I want it!" yelled an assertive blonde.

Then all the women began arguing boisterously. They were shoving one another and pulling hair. It seemed that chaos would ensue.

"Break it up, ladies!" yelled Mistress with authority. "You'll all get turns for oral and for penetration."

Then she added, "For those of you waiting, we have complimentary champagne and vibrating dildoes." The offer of free booze and rabbit vibrators calmed the horny females. Four women sat on the sofa facing my bed and began enjoying their amenities.

The redhead was wearing a lovely floral dress with a cape collar. She eagerly straddled my thighs, lifted my nightie and lowered her pussy lips to my sissy stick. At the same time a hefty brunette in a cherry red micro-skirt planted her lilac scented pussy on my face. She was wearing a gorgeous La Perla satin garter belt with chic nylons from Cervin of Paris. Meanwhile, the ladies on the sofa got busy with their vibrators. Soon the room was filled with the contented sounds of women oohing and aahing.

Red climaxed first followed closely by the brunette. When they traded places the other women began grumbling about the prolonged wait, but Mistress refilled their champagne flutes and they went back to masturbating.

The redhead was now on my face and she whispered in my ear, "I loved riding your little willie, Sweetheart. I haven't had that pleasure since I was incarcerated nine years ago."

Red and the brunette climaxed again and, by now, the women on the sofa were also approaching orgasms. When my first two customers dismounted, Mistress invited two more to take their places.

I was dismayed when only one woman mounted me. The others wanted to finish their dildo orgasms first. Eventually all the women climaxed on my tongue and my willie which restored my sissy confidence.

Five more groups of women frolicked on my face and dickie that day. Many of the jubilant ladies kissed me to show their appreciation and my face was covered in the different shades of their lipstick. Others left their splendid knickers behind for my enjoyment. Some of the panty crotches were stained with the wonderful creamy lube that ladies exude when they're aroused. I looked forward to sniffing the lovely frillies and wearing them myself.

Mistress Wyatt removed my restraints when we were alone again.

"Congratulations on making so many women happy," she said. "Now, I have one more task for you and I think you'll like it. Tonight we're going to dress you up really pretty and let everyone in the prison watch you cream your panties."

"Oh, Mistress Wyatt," I squealed, "I'd love that!"

"Great!" she replied. "We'll do it right after dinner."

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This story will be continued.