Stud Clara and Sissy Missy Ch. 03

This is the third of five parts, with a sixth on the way tomorrow and a spinoff posted today.

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The last two days had been unbearable.

Clara had dropped Missy off at DominaTech for routine maintenance and was climbing up the walls without her. Sure, their camming had raised them enough money to ease their financial difficulties, even if Clara had to put them on pause after Darren's stepsister messaged them. She'd been so freaked out that she ended the whole stream and hadn't been back on since. She was still somewhat worried about her but none of that anxiety could compare to the torture of being without her sissy. She had requested, when all this began, that her new parts should be as studly as those you'd find on a breeding bull, and DominaTech hadn't disappointed. She once tested herself by finishing in a milk cartoon and had filled it halfway up. But that same studliness meant that being without her sub for two days was too much.

She'd gotten through work okay, if only because she had her own office and was ahead on things. But when she got home that second night, aching down below with the worst case of blue balls imaginable, she knew she couldn't wait til the morning. She couldn't wait til she picked Missy back up so she could blow her while she drove. She had to handle this now. So she took out her phone... and she hoped that Missy had made that video she asked for.

"Mommy? Is this on?" asked Missy on her phone screen. She'd spent so long trying to teach Missy how to turn on their camera setup without her that she had to ask herself whether the simple little sissy was even capable of being taught. But here was her video in ultra high definition. She'd managed to press the "on" button right. Clara quickly pulled her clothes off and fell back in bed, gently rubbing her rising meat.

"Well Mommy. You told me to make a JOI video and then you told me what those letters stand for. And..." she giggled, thinking about how dirty they were. "J-O-I. That's so fun. Okay, so I want you to... well... umm... sorry Mommy. It's just so weird to tell you what to do!" she explained. Clara had been worried about that. The constant brainwashing had left her submissive that even this was too dominant for her.

"How about you just touch yourself how you want to and I'll give you something to look at?" she offered, reaching back and taking off her bra.

"Alright babe... that works..." muttered Clara as she worked herself.

Meanwhile, Missy rubbed her chest, teased her nipples, fondled herself and made such sweet little sounds for her Mommy. She cooed out so sweetly that it seemed like only vocal chords specially altered to Clara's specifications could make such lewd noises.

Clara thought back to Darren, the guy who'd thought of a picture of his penis as the ultimate flirtatious move. She had gotten past that red flag when they first started talking to each other, but that was when she was plain old, meek Clara. Hung and dominant Clara would have never put up with that stuff. She definitely wouldn't have put up with Darren leaking out all her own lewd videos once they broke up, and getting her fired because of them. And to think the brain that did that couldn't even work a webcam anymore...

"Hear..." said Missy, getting up and pulling off her panties. She put her butt right up to the webcam and started to move it forward and back, giving Clara a POV of what plowing her from behind looked like. Clara knew that view well but she still groaned. Okay, this was working. She worked her member at its full mast and grunted as she imagined her sissy's hole once more wrapped around it.

Finally, she was ready. Grabbing something from the bedside table, she growled out and shot her ropes. They went into the receptacle she had ready, filling it until she was satisfied.

Well, maybe not satisfied. Once you had Missy, it was hard to settle for anything less. But it would hold her over. So she got up and put on a black robe, making her way to the kitchen. She placed the jar in the fridge, ready to see Missy drink it down for breakfast when she came home from DominaTech tomorrow. It really was ridiculous they took two days for these things. I mean, sure, they had kept Missy the perfect sissy partner for all this time, with only the hypnotic files she listened to every day. But she just needed her sissy. She loved her sissy. She wanted to bend her over and welcome her home.

KNOCK KNOCK

Clara raised an eyebrow. DominaTech didn't have drop off services... kidnapping services, but not drop off services. And without Missy there, she hadn't gotten loud enough for a noise complaint.

She cautiously approached the door, looking out the peephole to see-

Shoot.

It was Penny, Darren's stepsister.

"What do you want?" she asked her through the door. Penny crossed her arms.

"I told you. We need to talk."

"How did you find me?"

"I knew from you talking about the time on stream that you're still in the same timezone. Then I looked up every company in your field until I found your photo on your firm's website."

Well, it certainly sounded like Penny was determined.

"You're not getting him back. He's better like this and she'll tell any judge she wants this!" she snapped.

"Yeah, the hypnosis. Or whatever you've done to their head. I can't imagine getting all this done otherwise. But you're mistaken."

"How am I 'mistaken?' What do you think you can possibly do to me?" asked Clara, telling herself that Penny had no leverage... although if she'd done all this just to find them, she was still dangerous.

"I could tell you that I don't want to break you up. I mean, I was glad to have Darren out of my life. He was awful. And when I started watching you two... I'm not here because I want my stepbrother back. I'm here because I want my husband gone."

Clara slowly opened the door, keeping the chain on in case this was a lie. "What?"

"I want to do whatever you did to him. I want to give Missy a sissy sister-in-law."