Meeting Her Boyfriend Pt. 04

Warning: This story is about a sissy cuckold who craves humiliation. If you're offended by stories of cuckolds, sissies, humiliation, cock sucking, or anal penetration, please stop reading. All characters are over eighteen years of age.

Today is the day I finally get to see my new bedroom. My wife's much younger boyfriend who makes me call him Daddy, and the other men in his family have been remodeling the basement, dividing it into separate rooms, including one that will be my new room, as well as painting and decorating it. They've been working on it every Saturday for more than a month. It was totally unfinished, just a big room for storage with a washer and drier on one end. Since this project began, I've only been allowed in a small area of the basement when I'm doing everyone's laundry. The rest of the basement is now walled off and behind a locked door.

Yesterday, the men finished up the project while my wife, (Mistress or Miss Lori), took me to the beauty salon. She and I are always gone when the men are there, either shopping or getting our nails or hair done, or some other girl activity, so I haven't met any of them yet.

I'm not allowed to wear men's clothing anymore. In fact, Daddy moved into our house the day after I met him and packed all my boy clothes up and donated them all to charity. He said there can only be one man in our household. He even locked my penis away in a tiny chastity device to prevent me from getting an erection or even being able to masturbate.

He sleeps with my wife now in what used to be our bedroom, while I sleep on a futon in a tiny spare room next to theirs. That's where I spend most of my free time when I'm not cooking their meals or doing their laundry or cleaning the house. It's also where I study lessons that Daddy has provided as well as watching sissy hypno videos that are constantly playing. The wall between my room and theirs is very thin, so I hear them having sex every night.

I'm only allowed to wear skirts and dresses, the exception being when I'm exercising or doing my yoga, I'm allowed 'yoga pants' or leggings. I have lots of frilly dresses, short mini skirts and feminine tops and blouses, and even a maid's uniform which I wear while I clean and dust the house, as well as panties and bras. All of the bras are ones that lift my chest and make my breasts and oversized nipples stick out even more. It feels normal now to wear a bra, and I like the support they provide. It even feels a little unnatural when I don't have one on. I'm also required to wear makeup, lipstick and eyeliner at least, whenever I'm not in my room.

I haven't met any men in my new role as a sissy yet, except Daddy, of course, and that nasty tattoo man that first day Mistress made me leave the house. Since I'm terrified to leave the house alone, men have only seen me in passing when Mistress and I are out shopping or traveling to and from our destination. She has told me that I'll be meeting more men very soon, and that a couple of the men at the bar where I met Daddy have been asking about me.

Yesterday we went to the beauty salon where I was treated to a day at the spa. Daddy said it was a reward for all my hard work for the last month, taking care of the housework, learning my sissy lessons and doing all my body toning exercises. Mistress got her hair roots lightened and then left the spa for awhile, leaving me for the day in the hands of two younger, very attractive women, Miss Julie Ann and Miss Marilyn, who were both wearing skimpy outfits. I was nervous at first being there alone with strangers for the first time without my wife to defend me. Miss Marilyn was in her early thirties and soft spoken with long straight dark hair and very large breasts. Her friendly looking face had a faint asian quality, especially around her dark brown eyes. She made me feel comfortable right away. Miss Julie Ann was probably ten years younger, with long blond hair. She also had very large breasts that were practically spilling out of her top. She was kind of cold and stuck up, smirking and rolling her blue eyes whenever I would disclose details of my new life. When Miss Marilyn told me I was lucky to have such a generous wife who would treat me to a whole spa day, I explained that my wife's new boyfriend was treating me. Miss Julie Ann turned and looked at me with contempt and remarked to Miss Marilyn that it looked like Lori's new bull was grooming himself a new bitch.

They had me strip naked and lie on a table while they used a hair removal light to remove the few hairs not on my scalp. To remove any pubic fuzz, they first restrained my arms so I wouldn't be tempted to touch myself and then removed my chastity device. My penis didn't even get hard, not even half hard. Even when Miss Julie Ann fondled it and stroked it between her finger and thumb with her practically naked breasts jiggling right in front of me, it stayed soft. I should have had a raging hard on, but it just remained limp and shriveled. All I could do is just lay there, horrified, while both of the women looking down at it just teased me about it and laughed. Miss Marilyn quiped that her clitoris was bigger, and Miss Julie Ann remarked that my wife's bull was doing me favor by feminizing me.

They then flipped me over to do my back and made me get up on my hands and knees. I felt cold metal as they used a device with steel claws to hold my butt cheeks apart while they dehaired my sissy hole. Miss Marilyn left the room to get something, while Miss Julie Ann amused herself, taking some unwanted liberties. Putting on a glove, she used her latex covered fingers to probe my hole, digging her dry finger in about half an inch and stroking. She pushed my head down onto the table and put her mouth next to my ear and verbally taunted me, telling me that real men would be using me for their whore and to get used to men shoving things up there while she jammed two dry fingers deep into me, causing me to yelp in pain as she called me a boyfriend stealing slut.

A door slammed in the background and I heard Miss Marilyn's footsteps getting closer as she returned. Miss Julie Ann warned me to not say a word or she would give me a lot more pain.

I was then directed to a low steel table that had a drain hole and was given a thorough enema. It was very humiliating. I was made to pose still naked, again on my knees, my head bowed down low with my big butt high in the air. A hose was inserted into my sissy hole and soapy water was pumped into my rear end until I felt full and very uncomfortable. I was told to hold the liquid in as Miss Julie Ann looked on, clearly enjoying my discomfort. Just as it got almost unbearable, I was allowed to release the fluid. This was repeated over and over until it was decided I was clean enough. I was then hosed off and dried and then given lunch.

After a lunch of a salad and my various supplements Daddy has prescribed, I was told to put on a bra and thong. Tanning lotion was then applied to the exposed portions of my skin and I was told to stand in some sort of booth with bright lights. When I was allowed to exit, all my exposed skin had a nice even tan, while my covered skin was still pasty white, Daddy told them he wanted me to have tan lines. He said they would further remind me of my place in the new order.

I was then treated to a full manicure and pedicure. My fingernails got extensions and all my nails got painted a bright shocking pink, per Daddy's instructions. My hair color was changed from a medium brown to a bleached blond like Mistress's. Pink highlights were added to my hair to make me look more feminine and was then cut and styled into a chin length choppy shag with bangs. He says real men are attracted to skinny blond bimbo types. Mistress says my face looks more feminine with bangs, and the shorter choppy cut is supposed to look messy and will be easier to care for and won't get in the way. Finally, I received a full face makeup makeover, including a touch up of collagen lip filler I received two weeks ago to plump up my lips. Finally, I was sent home with more makeup and instructions on how to reapply it in the future.

Today is also the day I finally meet Daddy's family. Well, the men anyway. He has two brothers, one of them married, and the other has a girlfriend. His father is divorced and has his own business. They're all coming over to watch the football game, while the women and Miss Lori go shopping in the city and then to dinner. My duties for the day will be to serve them refreshments, and to keep them entertained. My sissy training has taught me that if I want men to like me, I need to make myself look as attractive as I can, smile and act flirty. and most of all, be obedient and submissive. I have butterflies in my tummy in anticipation of the day ahead.

Daddy bought me a new outfit for the occasion. It's even in my favorite colors. The little pink and purple pleated skirt is so short that it barely covers my big behind. A stiff breeze would surely lift it up and expose everything under it. The low cut pink crop top barely covers my girl like breasts, and the strappy pink open toe high heels show off my pedicure.

Daddy's been extra nice to me since I sucked his dick for the first time the other night. I think he's starting to like me. He couldn't believe it when I told him it was my first time. He told me I was a natural cock sucker and that I would be sucking his dick from now on. Hearing him say that really made me feel good that I could do something that he liked. Nobody ever complimented me about anything when I was just a boy. I really liked, no, I really loved sucking his dick, especially when he ejaculated in my mouth and I got to swallow his cum while it was still warm. I'm so glad he liked it.

He let me blow him again last night, after I got home from the salon. He told me that I looked real cute with my new hairstyle and makeup and that I could join him and Mistress while they watched a movie. After I got everyone their refreshments, we all sat down, Daddy and Mistress on the couch, both in their bathrobes, and me on a pillow on the floor between Daddy's legs. The movie started and we all smoked the bong for awhile and then Daddy and Miss Lori started making out. They kissed for awhile while I watched the movie and then Daddy opened his robe. Mistress then ordered me to get on my knees and to suck her boyfriend's dick. She informed me that she would no longer be sucking him and that it's up to me now to satisfy his blowjob fetish. She then told me to suck it nice and slow, to worship his cock, while the two of them continued to ignore me and make out.

For the next half hour or so, I was in heaven as I kissed and nibbled on his hairy balls and rock hard penis, occasionally swallowing his thick veiny shaft all the way up to his pubes and massaging it with my throat muscles, while he fondled my wife's large breasts and fingered her vagina, causing her to have multiple orgasms. The squishy squish sound of his fingering and the musky smell of her dripping hole only made me want to suck him with more enthusiasm. Finally, as my jaw started to get tired and my lips puffy, he rewarded my effort by flooding my mouth with his thick man fluid. A sense of bliss swept over me as he held my head down and emptied his balls into my hungry mouth, knowing that I was once again able to please him.

It's almost noon and Miss Lori is already on the road, picking up the three women for their day out while I finish getting myself ready for my first introduction. I've already taken my shower and given myself an enema. My sissy training has taught me to always be clean, inside and out. With my makeup complete, I begin to put on my new outfit. The pink bra he's picked out for me lifts and pushes my breasts together, creating cleavage, and the panties aren't panties at all, but a matching pink colored thong so small it barely covers my cage and tiny scrotum.

Next, I do my hair. My new 'do' makes it really easy, just fluff it up, add some hairspray to keep it from getting fly away, and voila, I'm done. The large hoop earrings I'm wearing only adds to the dumb bimbo look.

Time to get dressed. I step into the skirt, pull it up, and zip up the side. It's really short, and wearing nothing but a thong underneath, I have to wear it below my hips to prevent my big rear end from totally showing. The skimpy top doesn't hide much either and my whole midsection from well below my navel up to the bottom of my breasts is exposed. It's a skin tight, ultra thin button down halter with only one button at the bottom to hold it closed, and a plunging front that leaves my cleavage exposed. I slip my feet into the four inch high heels and admire myself in the full length mirror. The skinny blond with heavy makeup, messy hairdo and skimpy little outfit smiles, licks her thick painted lips and bats her false eyelashes at me. The high heels that she's wearing are causing her to stick her chest and butt out in order to balance herself. Her plump bare rear end is peeking out from under her skirt as she turns to admire herself.

Oh my god, I look like a total bimbo slut!

I'm snapped out of my trance by the sound of voices, men's voices, coming from the living room. Daddy's family must be arriving. Suddenly I'm a bundle of nerves. What the hell am I doing? I'm dressed up like a teenaged tart in full makeup and about to walk into a roomful of horny men. Why am I letting him do this to me, making me meet them dressed like this, and why am I so turned on by it all? What if they hate me, or worse? What if they beat me up when they realize I'm not a real girl?

I take a couple of big gulps of wine and a couple of deep breathes to center myself and think about what Miss Lori told me men like. Always look my prettiest, always smile and be agreeable, don't look too smart and always be willing to please them. I regain my composure and leave my temporary bedroom for the last time and head down the hall towards the voices in the living room when I hear Daddy call out, "Oh Sissy, grab the bong and pot on your way in, it's in mine and Lori's bedroom."

I'm not used to such high heels and have to take baby steps as I make my way to the living room with the pot. The two men with Daddy resemble him but are both shorter. One of them looks a little younger than Daddy and is a little taller than me and is husky with a big fat belly. The other one looks like a college kid and is taller and very trim. He looks like the jocks who used to pick on me in college. His hair is short and he has a little hint of a mustache and is kind of cute for a guy, definitely the cutest one of the three. They both look me up and down as I mince towards them. I bend down keeping my legs straight and back arched like my sissy videos taught me, show them my cleavage and a smile as I set the bong on the coffee table in front of them. The fat one winks at me and the young one is staring at my chest as they both sit spread eagle on the couch while Daddy introduces us. "This is my younger brother Steve and my baby brother Jimmy, who just turned nineteen by the way, and is really looking forward to today." I flash Jimmy a welcoming smile and mouth 'happy birthday', and make a heart sign with my fingers as I look him up and down. He is really cute!

Daddy continues, "And this is Lena, uh, Lori's younger.. uh... sister." The brothers all smirk at each other, obviously amused by my appearance. I want Daddy to be pleased with me, so I strike a pose, my left hand on my hip and the index finger of my other hand in front of my lips and playfully exclaim,

"Ooh, such handsome young men! Please call me Sissy, I can't wait to get to know both of you men better," suggestively licking my upper lip.

"Bring us some beers, Sissy," Daddy barks, "While we wait for our last guest."

"Yes, Daddy," I answer obediently while I curtsy.

Steve busts out laughing and blurts out in a sarcastic voice, "Awww, It calls you daddy."

Annoyed, I flash Steve a dirty look.

Daddy sees my reaction and the smile on his face turns to a frown as he scolds me, "What did I tell you about being disrespectful, you little bitch?" I feel everyones eyes on me as he continues, "You stupid cunt! Come over here, now!" I'm startled, but aroused at the same time as I inch forward. He reaches out, grabs my arm, and pulls me towards him and turns me face down over his lap, my caged penis and balls rubbing his pant leg and my bottom sticking straight up. He pushes my skirt up and with his large hand begins spanking my bare bottom really hard.

Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!

I wince from the pain trying not to cry. Daddy's brothers are both laughing and my penis is fighting to to get hard. I'm mortified at being punished in front of these men, but I've been bad and deserve a spanking. Daddy's just giving me what I need. He continues to berate me as the others look on in amusement. "Maybe this will teach you to be respectful and remember your place. You're not a man, you're a sissy bitch, put here to serve real men."

"Yes, Sir," I whimper.

He makes sure I understand, "Now, what am I, and more importantly, what are you?"

"Youre a man, Sir, a real man," I answer obediently, "And I'm just a sissy bitch." My thong is wet from my dripping penis.

"And what is your purpose now? Why is it that you're even allowed to be in the same room with real men like me, Sissy Bitch Boy?" My penis is starting to hurt, from trying to get hard in it's confinement as the brothers stare at me in disbelief and laugh at me as I allow their brother to humiliate me.

"To serve real men like you, Daddy, to make men feel good." The spanking hurt, but all the attention from the men has distracted my mind from the pain.

Daddy lifts me out of his lap, looks me in the eyes and warns me, "Now don't forget you place, or there will be more punishment."

I struggle to stand as I pull my skirt down and assure him, "No Daddy, I'm so sorry Sir, I won't forget, I'll be a good sissy bitch, and do everything you want." Daddy's face softens and a smirk appears as he dismisses me,

"Now make yourself useful and go get us our drinks."

I feel their eyes on me as I make my way across the room to the kitchen. I turn and smile back at them as I step into the kitchen and start gathering the men's refreshments. I hear them talking about me as I open the beer bottles and set them on a tray. I pause to listen as Jimmy says to Daddy,

"Holy shit, that is sick man! I mean, is that really Lori's husband? He almost looks like a real chick, especially with that boob job, I mean, those tits can't be real."

"No, they're real, alright," I hear Daddy say, "And getting bigger, thanks to the hormones I've been giving him," he adds in a half whisper. "And unlike man boobs, the nipples get big and hard when he gets excited." He then tells them, "Wait 'till he sucks your dick, you won't believe it. He's already blown me twice, swallowing both loads. The little queer sucks cock better than any chick I've ever had, I almost hate turning him over to Dad."

"I bet he does, with those plump cocksucking lips," I hear Steve interject. "Plus, this one looks more convincing than Dad's others, especially that Tommy, or Tammy, or whatever it goes by."

They're all giggling now, as my penis drips from the humiliation of Daddy disclosing to them that I'm his cock sucker. I wonder for a second what he meant by their dad's others, but that thought quickly leaves my head as I quickly finish loading the tray and walk into the living room. The men are smoking now and Steve and Jimmy are sitting on opposite sides of the couch. Steve begins patting the space next to him, "Sit down, take a load off, Sissy," he says, as I sit between the two men, carefully brushing my skirt down as I sink down into the thick cushion. Steve hands me the bong and I nervously puff smoke in and out as they both watch me, staring down my top, trying to get a peek of my erect nipples.

Smoking pot always makes me get aroused and is easy to get now that it's legal in Illinois where we live. The combination of the smoking and all the attention from the men is beginning to drive me to the edge. Being bare bottom spanked in front of men I don't know, and now sitting so close to both of them in a skirt and makeup is making my tummy do somersaults.

Steve stretches out, spreads his thick legs and puts his big arm around me, further raising the excitement level. I'm staring at the outline of his penis, when he comments, "So...., your daddy tells me you're a big help around here, Sissy, cooking and cleaning for them. Do you like doing that sort of thing?"

"Oh yes, Sir, very much so," I answer, smiling enthusiastically, "I've always liked doing those kinds of things, even before Daddy moved in with us."

Daddy interjects. "Yeah, Sissy even likes to suck half dried cum off the sheets I just fucked his wife on, don't you, Sissy?"

"Yes Sir," I whisper, embarrassed that he's telling everyone that I did that.

Jim wonders, "What about a job, do you work outside of the house?"

"Oh, I don't work right now. I used to, but Daddy made me quit and sell my car. But I have been going to school. It's sissy school!" I say excitedly, "Daddy and Miss Lori found it for me. It's on the computer so I can study at night, when all my chores are done. I'm learning so many good things."

The men and I are getting pretty stoned and they're now hungrily looking me over, when the doorbell rings,

"Answer the door, Sissy," Daddy instructs, "It could be opportunity knocking." He then sternly reminds me, "Be a good gurl and don't forget to smile."

Daddy motions to the brothers and they help me up out of the couch, putting their rough hands all over my bare bottom. I mince my way to the door and open it to a tall, good looking older man. God, he's really handsome! He looks like an older version of Jimmy. He's probably fifty or so, wearing a gray suit and tie and has cologne on that smells really good. I just stand there, mesmerized by his handsomely chiseled face and graying hair as he looks down at me.

He's smiling at me, not a fake looking or a mean smile, but a friendly looking, inviting smile. His sky blue eyes draw me in and a warm tingling feeling washes over me. He's so handsome and sophisticated looking in his suit that I feel very conflicted. I've never been attracted to men before, but between him and Jimmy, I can't help myself.

He must sense my attraction because he begins to play on that, drawing me in with his soothing baritone voice, "Well now, Lori didn't mention her sister being so cute. My, you are a pretty little thing, aren't you?" I feel myself blushing from the compliment. I smile and answer, stammering and babbling as I curtsy and clumsily blurt out,

"W.. w.. welcome to the home of John and Lori, Sir. I'm Sissy, I mean, everybody calls me Sissy, I mean that's what I am. a sissy." I feel like a total airhead and am falling completely under some kind of spell as the words tumble out of my lipstick covered mouth.

"Well now, Sissy," He's looking me over, smiling slyly, "I'm Johnny's father, James, but you can call me Big Jim. All my gurls do, honey. Well, at first anyway," he adds sardonically as he brings my right hand to his lips and kisses it. Oh my, I'm not used to this kind of positive attention, especially from an older man. I wonder what he means by all his gurls, but I don't want to be rude and ask him and invite another spanking from Daddy. I'm actually starting to feel warm and light headed as I stare into his eyes, mesmerized by his deep, soothing voice,

"Sissy, honey, go get me a bourbon and water while I go talk to my boys. then perhaps you'll let me show you what we've done with the basement and show you your new room."

"Oh yes please, I would like that very much, Sir," I gush.

I turn to leave and he lightly spanks my bare bottom. I feel myself blush again as I return to the kitchen to get his drink. my head is swimming, partly from the pot and wine, but mostly from the sexual charge of the attention and so many compliments. I quickly pour his drink and check my makeup in the mirror in the hallway as I return to the living room where the men are now standing and talking amongst themselves. I hand Big Jim his drink and he smiles and slyly winks at me. I nervously look away and feel myself blush as Daddy announces, "Gentlemen, let's adjourn to the basement, shall we?"

Steve and Jimmy start down the stairs followed by Daddy. I stand there wondering if I should take off my heels so I don't go tumbling down the stairs when Big Jim bends down and whispers, "Put your arms around my neck, sweetheart." I clasp my hands together, hug him and spread my legs, wrapping them around him as he lifts me in his arms. I rest my head on his shoulder and breathe in his scent. So intoxicating! I can feel the heat radiating from his crotch against my cage as he carries me down the stairs. We get to the bottom and Daddy unlocks the door to the main area, me still in Big Jim's arms. This feels so romantic, like I'm being carried over a threshold. I feel like a princess as he sets me down on my feet facing him. I try to take a step, but stumble and fall back into his arms.

"Woah, little lady, you just stay here by me while you get your bearings." I smile up adoringly at him. I think I see a gleam in his sparkling blue eyes as he smiles slyly back at me. He turns me around wraps his arms around my exposed midsection just under my breasts and pulls me against him as I survey the room, his hard penis pressing into my back.

It's a large room and at one end is a large screen television with four reclining theater seats where the men can watch the game. There's a small gaming table and chairs nearby. At the other end is a bar and kitchenette, complete with a small refrigerator and a microwave and large toaster oven. Next to the television is a round platform about a foot high and about eight feet across with a silver pole in the center the goes to the ceiling, Scattered about the room are other assorted pieces of furniture and hardware such as a chair with part of the seat cut out and what looks like a short leather covered saw horse with a flat padded top on a padded leather platform. Various other strange contraptions, like some sort of machine with a dildo on a shaft, and a harness thing hanging from the ceiling. There are several cameras, suspended from the ceiling and on tripods throughout the playroom, along with some exercise equipment and some weights.

Directly across from the entrance is another door. Daddy spots me eyeing it and hands Big Jim a key. He then hands it to me and announces, "Let's go look at your new room, Sissy." He sees me pause and tells me, "Well, go on now." I quickly mince across the room, eager to see what's on the other side of the door. I insert the key into the lock and turn it and the door swings open revealing a dazzling sea of sissy pink and white. In the center of the room is a four posted queen sized bed. It has pink sheets and pillows and white posts. There's a white makeup table and chair along with a mirror in one corner, and a small bathroom with shower in another corner. On the wall opposite the foot of the bed is a large screen television that's hooked up to my study computer. The other walls are covered with an assortment of posters, some of cute boys and boy bands, and others of Barbies and unicorns. A real sissy sanctuary.

There are more cameras, in fact, one in each corner of the bedroom as well as one in the shower. There's even a door in my new bedroom that leads to an outside entrance. In between that door and the hidden outside entrance is a tiny five by five foot hallway that leads to my room.

There's a doorbell on outside of my bedroom door to announce a visitor, a small waist high sliding panel on the door that covers a four inch round opening. I think it's there so I can see who's visiting. I don't know why is it's so big and so low. Really, I mean, I have to get down on my knees in order to look through the opening, and I'm not going to be able to see their face. At least there's a padded panel that folds down that I can kneel on.

Big Jim wanders in and has removed his suit jacket and is taking his tie off when he remarks, "I hope my boys did a satisfactory job."

"Oh yes, Sir," I gush, "It's wonderful. The bed is so big and fancy. It's much bigger than the futon I've been sleeping on." I turn around and start to give him a hug and thank him. He smiles down at me and directs my open arms around his neck. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me close so my breasts are tight against his chest and his hard penis is rubbing my tummy. He's running his fingers through my hair with his free hand.

Then he kisses me!

Not just a peck on my cheek or forehead, but a full mouth kiss. Oh, My, God! I instinctively try to move away, but he holds my head still as his lips press into mine. I feel like I'm melting into them. My hands remain clasped together around his neck and my body goes limp as he massages my back and chuckles to himself. His hands move lower and rest on my big butt. He begins squeezing a plump cheek in each hand and a feeling of electricity begins to flow through me as my penis tries to harden and my nipples get stiff. Oh my god, this feels so good. I've never been held by a man like this and I'm just tingling all over.

What's happening to me? Why am I so turned on. This isn't supposed to happen. I'm dressed like a schoolgirl and kissing a man, an older man who I don't even know, whose making me feel really good. I always liked girls, but it's a man, not a girl making me feel like this.

I'm SO mixed up! Why didn't my penis even begin to get hard when Miss Julie Ann was teasing it yesterday? Now it hurts from straining in it's tiny prison. All those sissy messages I've been listening to for the last month are going around inside my head, telling me this is what I want. Is this really what I want?

I moan as he slips his tongue into my partially open mouth. I can taste the bourbon on it and start sucking and swirling my tongue around the tip. He pushes more of it into my mouth and then withdraws it and pushes it back in, flicking it in and out, like a penis invading a vagina, causing me to moan louder and suck harder on it. He suddenly withdraws his tongue and pulls my head away by my hair,

I stare at him, my mouth agape, staring into his eyes as he exclaims, "My goodness, you're quite the little hottie, aren't you? We should probably slow down and join the party in the playroom," he adds as he strokes my hair, then teases, "Perhaps you can show us all some other things you can do."

Other things? I'll show him anything he wants. He's got me so HOT! I'm practically ready to jump out of my clothes. It's taking all my willpower to not appear unladylike. I take a minute to regain my composure, smoothing my skirt down and nervously brushing my hair back with my hands as we both return to the playroom.

Daddy and his brothers are all seated in the theater chairs. They've all stripped down to their underwear and are watching the pregame show on the large screen monitor. They're all drinking beer and passing the bong around. They pass me a large glass that's filled with wine. My mouth is dry from being nervous, so I drink half of it right away. Daddy and Steve are both wearing boxers and Jimmy has briefs on while Big Jim strips down to his briefs too. I've heard that men sometimes watch sports in their undershorts and t shirts, but I never realized they did it when they were all together. I guess it's good to be comfortable.

They keep passing the bong to me, and along with being horny, I'm getting very stoned. They're all staring at me, leering really, especially Steve who's eyeing me and rubbing the front of his boxers, adjusting what looks to me like a decent size package. In fact, from the outlines in their undies, their penises are all much larger than mine. Steve then makes a suggestion,

"I think Sissy should try out that new pole dance stage, what do you think, guys?" I suddenly realize what that platform with the pole on it is for and am glad I watched all of my sissy videos. The dancing video is one of my favorites. I didn't used to like to dance. Girls always turned me down whenever I asked them, so I never really bothered to learn. My lessons have taught me that sissies like to dance, so I've been practicing in front of a mirror. It's actually kind of fun, but I've never danced in front of anyone, especially never any men.

"Hell yeah! Let's get this party started," Jimmy yells as he grabs a remote and makes music come out of speakers on the wall. They're playing a slow, blues song, and I can't help but start swaying to the heavy bass beat. Big Jim takes my hand as he helps me up onto the little stage, caressing my butt as I step up and grasp the pole in the center of the stage to keep my balance.

The men are all watching me as I nervously begin to gyrate my hips. My eyes meet Big Jim's and I stare into them as he presses the wine glass into my hand and I take a big drink. I'm so nervous as I hand it back that my hand is shaking. He sets it down and nods his approval as I begin to shimmy and shake about the small stage, hypnotized, staring into his blue eyes. The three men that are seated are all grinning and begin to rub themselves as I prance around the stage to the next few songs. I'm totally lost in the blaring of music and the excitement of being the center of the men's attention. This is really fun. They're all watching me and encouraging me, not ignoring or harassing me.

They're all passing the bong around and hand it to Big Jim. He brings it to me and seductively whispers in my ear, " Let me see what else that pretty mouth can do, I want to see you wrap your lips around this, Sissy." I open my mouth wide and he brings it to my mouth and I wrap my lips around the outside of the bong and I take a drag. I hold it in for a few seconds and then making my lips into an O shape, slowly blow the smoke out in his face. He smiles his approval as I take another puff, repeating my lewd little mouth tease. I watch the outline of his cock growing in his briefs. It's really big and really, really thick! He catches me staring and places my hand on it and makes me rub it through his briefs while making kissing motions at me with his dreamy lips. His cock is hot to the touch.

I'm totally under this man's spell as he motions me to remove my top. I hesitate and he gives me a pouty look. Should I do it? He motions me again and smiles as I teasingly finger the button that's holding my skimpy top closed. I close my eyes and push it through the buttonhole, releasing the fabric causing it to fall open, exposing my pink bra. I pull my top open and prance around the stage, thrusting my chest forward as the men encourage me to continue. I remove my top and throw it at the men. It lands in Steve's lap and he rubs it on his crotch and lewdly shouts,

"Mmmmm, sweet! Now show us those tits of yours, honey."

I shake my head no and teasingly wag my finger and then cover my chest as he coaxes me, "Come on now sweetheart, don't be shy, you know you want to show us."

He's not wrong! All this positive attention from the men has built up my confidence and the pot and wine has me feeling so free. I turn my back towards them, unhook my bra and whip across the stage. I again stick my chest out, put my hands on my hips and abruptly turn around and face them with a big smile. My nipples are hard and sticking out like little missiles. I absentmindedly begin twiddling both of them between my fingers, causing the men to cheer.

They then begin egging me on to remove my skirt, so I unzip it and let it fall around my ankles. Big Jim, who's still standing nearby, walks up and takes my outstretched hand as I step out of my little skirt, and kick it away. I'm then given a standing ovation and see that all the men are hard, Jimmy's dick is sticking straight out, tenting his underpants.

What am I doing? A month ago, I was a wimpy man who just wanted to watch my wife have sex with other men and now I've become totally feminised and am doing a striptease for a room full of nearly naked horny men. Now except for a g string and high heels, I'm dancing naked in front of men who I just met. Real men who see me as entertainment, an escape from their wives, a toy for their pleasure. That's what a sissy is, though, a plaything, there to take care of of real men like Daddy and men in his family.

Instead of being mean to me, they're being nice. I'm having fun dancing and the boys seem to like it. We're not doing anything wrong. I mean, really. Men go to strip clubs all the time.

Steve motions me to come over to him, "How about a little private dance, honey, come over here." He's sitting on the edge of a chair, his big belly hanging over the bulge in his boxers. Big Jim helps me down off the platform and I trip into his arms, my face brushing his bare chest. He lifts me back up and spins me around and playfully squeezes my butt as he pushes me towards Steve. I catch my balance and begin dancing in front of Steve. He's got a big smile and seems fascinated by my breasts, so I clasp my hands together behind my head, stick my chest out and stand between his spread legs so he can get a better look while I shake my boobs and move my hips in a circular motion.

"Damn, you got some big nipples! How about a lapdance, honey, park that plump little ass right here." He puts his legs together and pats his lap. I turn around and see the rest of the men have gathered in a circle around me anxiously waiting to see what I'm going to do next.

There's another slow sultry blues song playing now. I turn so my back is to Steve and face Big Jim, who places his hands over mine. I gaze into his dreamy eyes and arch my back and stick my butt out at Steve and start wiggling it, teasing him with it, moving it back and forth to the music. I'm so close to him now that I can feel his hot breath on my bare back. He places his big hands around my bare waist and pulls me down towards him. I spread my legs so I can straddle him and he places me on his lap so his big belly is nested inside the arch of my back. I arch it even more so I can move in closer and feel his hot boner through his boxers on my bare butt. I move my hips forward and back, massaging his man meat between my cheeks in time with the music as the other men watch. They're passing the bong around and I take a couple hits, then close my eyes and continue riding Steve's cock as I again lose myself in the music.

The song ends and I open my eyes and the three men are now standing naked before me, proudly displaying their hard penises. Daddy points to the floor and tells me, "It's time to acknowledge everyone's hard work, Sissy. Get down on you knees, so you can properly thank them."

What's going on here? What does he mean by properly thanking them? I look around and Jimmy has his penis in his hand and is squeezing it, causing the head to expand and contract. There's a drop of pre cum on the tip oozing out of the slit. Big Jim has a lecherous smirk on his face and motions me to get down on my knees in front of Jimmy. I climb down off of Steve and kneel submissively on the cushion facing Jimmy's cock while Steve removes his boxers and completes the circle of dicks surrounding me.

Not quite sure what they expect next, I begin to babble, trying to get up courage to begin. "Thank you, thank you for building such a beautiful room and donating all that time and making it beautiful and.,,."

Daddy seeing my nervousness, begins to verbally nudge me on, "Now Sissy, your mouth did such a good job sucking my dick the other night, I just had to tell everyone what a great little cocksucker you are. I want you to show my little brother how talented that mouth of yours is."

Standing in front of me with his hands on his hips, Jimmy proudly shows me his hard dick. It's not as big as Daddy's, but it's at least six inches long and skinny, with a big purple head. It's got a slight upward curve and it looks really hard. His pubic hair is neatly trimmed and his ball sack, propotionate to his penis, looks full and heavy. Daddy interupts my train of thought, "Jimmy here helped me put in all the lights and video cameras that are hidden everywhere so we can film these little get togethers."

I look up at Jimmy's face and he's got the same dreamy blue eyes his father has. He's very cute with short curly brown hair and a slim well developed body. In my girliest voice I begin to address him,

"Sir, you did so much work putting all your time and great ideas into my room and the playroom. I just don't know how to thank you." I bat my false eyelashes suggestively and he smirks down at me and grabs my head from behind and brings his hard cock to my mouth. I obediently open it and he begins sliding his dick past my parted lips. I close them around his shaft and bathe the head with my tongue. He tastes different than Daddy, sweeter, and the smaller size feels different in my mouth. I'm careful not to let my teeth scrape his shaft as he slides the first two inches or so in and out of my mouth. He lets go of my head and I raise my hands to his ball sack and begin massaging it. His balls are big and heavy and feel full as I kneed them between my fingers. I begin to slowly bob my head up and down, up and down, taking more of his penis into my mouth, building up a rhythm. I love the feeling of his cock sliding between my painted lips, the sponginess of the head hitting the back of my mouth and the slickness and taste of his pre cum.

The other men watch, stroking themselves as I greedily milk his manhood. He turns to Daddy and comments, "Damn, this little bitch really can suck cock! Kind of reminds me of my girl Nicole's slutty, blond aunt. Oh god yes, suck it, Aunt Cathy, you Milf whore!

"Hear that, Sissy?" Daddy remarks, "My baby brother just complimented you. You're a Milf, now."

"Thmp pew thir," I manage to blurt out, with my mouth full of hard young cock. I begin to build up a rhythm, bobbing up and down, up and down on his hard, young dick, while the other men watch and stroke themselves.

Steve is growing impatient and steps in closer waving his penis, "It's my turn, Bitch Boy! He's tapping my left cheek with the head of his boner and it's leaving drops of pre cum on my face. It's not quite as long as Jimmy's but it's really thick and hairy. Jimmy pulls his pole out of my mouth and a string of saliva runs down my chin. Steve moves in, waving his dick around. I begin moving my head to follow it, biting at it, trying to get it into my mouth. He begins taunting me with it, bringing it to my lips before pulling it away. "Hungry are we," he teases. He then lewdly informs me, "You better suck me good, faggot."

"My always less than tactful younger brother," Daddy interjects, "That dumb ass knocked up, and had to marry a fat college bitch who won't even suck his dick. I mean the pig puts everything else in her fucking mouth!" Steve gives him a dejected look as Daddy continues, "He procured the various props and machines, like the stripper stage you were such a natural on and the submission horse you're gonna be used on a little while."

I have a feeling that I'm going to be sucking the dicks of all these men today. I know I should feel guilty and a little ashamed because these men are all married, or have girlfriends, but I don't. I feel bad for these poor men not being able to get relief at home. I just want to help them. All the direct and subliminal messages over the last month have reinforced in me that, as a sissy, I have a special duty to help these men, to do the things that please real men, things that their wives and girlfriends won't do for them. I want to be the best sissy I can be and make my Daddy proud of me.

I'm also helping the wives out too. By servicing their men's penises and keeping their balls drained, I'm taking the burden of doing all that dirty stuff they don't want to do off of them and helping to save their marriage.

The game has already started on the big screen. Big Jim offers me some wine with a straw and I take a sip, the cool liquid refreshes my parched throat. I stare up into his bright blue eyes, his blood engorged cock pointing skyward and his swollen ball sack inches from my face. He smirks down at me and loudly announces, "Next!"

Steve quickly moves in front of me and grabs my shoulders to hold me still. Big Jim can see I'm a little nervous and begins to comfort me with his soothing voice, 'Now, now, Sissy, relax. Nobody is here to hurt you. We're all here to have a good time, honey. Now be a good gurl and suck my boys so we can watch the game."

Steve is stroking his penis to get it hard. It's barely five inches long but it's really thick. Like an energy drink can thick. It's surrounded by long unkept pubic hair that also covers his big ball sack. His fat belly hangs over as he steps up to my face. I smell his sweaty pubes as grabs his belly and lifts it and begins rubbing his hardening penis against my lips, wetting them with his precum.

"Time to thank me, Cocksucker! Suck me! Now!" He grabs me by my hair and pushes my head down as I open my mouth as wide as I can. His penis is so thick and I don't want to accidentally scrape him, so I cover my teeth with my lips until I get used to his size. He pushes me halfway down his dick and then relaxes his hold on me, resting his hand on my head. I adjust my lips to puff out and start to slowly bob up and down his meat pole, swirling my tongue around the head everytime I raise my head. Steve gives me a backhanded compliment, "Oh my god, Johnny, this is better than pussy! You lucky motherfucker. Not only do you have a smoking hot girlfriend to fuck every night, but you can get blown whenever you want."

His dick isn't nearly as hard as Daddy's or Jimmy's. It's more bendy and squishy, but it still feels really good in my mouth as I suck and slurp. I just can't seem to get enough cock! I stretch my lips out and greedily suck his whole dick into my mouth, then pull almost all the way off while increasing the suction as I bob up and down, up and down, up and down. Oh god, it tastes so good, and I don't want to stop, but after a few more minutes he begins to grunt and moan, grabs his nuts and suddenly starts filling my mouth with his sperm. Shooting in large spurts, his discharge is all thick and gloppy and tastes kind of bitter, but I swallow it anyway because a good sissy never lets a real man's precious seed go to waste. He leaves his dick in my mouth while I clean it, licking every last drop until he removes it and steps back. I want to thank him for letting me suck his dick, but the bong is pressed against my face, so I toke and then sip wine through a straw. Everything becomes dreamy again.

I feel like I'm floating on a cloud as even my thoughts are becoming animated as another penis enters my mouth. It's Jimmy! Oooh, I like his dick. It's so long and thin with it's big squishy head. Such a cute young man, so yummy, mmmmmm.......

My mind drifts away and a feeling of euphoria sweeps over me as I continue to bob my head up and down, my mouth thoroughly enjoying the feeling of hard nineteen year old cock sliding between my lips, filling my mouth. He's leaking precum now and It's saity sweet, like lightly salted popcorn with caramel. Mmmmm, I want more.

Jimmy steps back and a pair of hands lifts my butt up so I'm now sucking him with with my butt in the air.

Snip.... Snip..... What's that? The tight fabric holding my tiny ball sack and chastity is suddenly loose. I feel the thong string being pulled from between my butt cheeks, while another pair of hands unlocks my cage and my penis and balls are now hanging, swinging between my legs. Oh my god, I'm free. I'm not locked up in my cage. Oh no, what's happening? I can feel my little dick harden to it's full two inches. Oh god, no! Not while a man's penis is in my mouth. What is wrong with me?

I continue to bob my head up and down on Jimmy's dick, my lips and tongue working his young manhold inch by inch, while the others discuss my tiny size, starting with Steve,

"Damn! No wonder Lori needed you to start fucking her again, I mean, really. WTF? Does that even qualify as a dick?

Daddy then interjects, "Lori loves getting her snatch eaten out and I don't eat cunt. She also hates doing housework, and this freak likes it."

"Yeah, but marriage? Rather extreme, I'd say," Steve adds.

Daddy then explains, "Are you kidding me, a live in maid and cook who gives head on demand? should be so lucky," He smirks at me as he continues, "Hell Lori's never has any problem finding cock, she's had real men fucking her the whole time she's been with Pussy Boy."

"Well, it's the perfect size for my needs." Big Jim states as he inspects my lack of size, lightly stroking my appendage between his thumb and forefinger, pulling down on my scrotum. "It's just what I've been looking for, soft feminine features, a decent face, and judging from Junior's reaction here, a more than acceptable cock sucker. Our friends and clients will be very happy with our newest gurl."

Wait, what? Newest gurl,.. clients? What's really going on here? Hoping for answers, I absentmindedly try to speak,

"Mmmph, bwaaaa, mmmmpppph." The men all laugh as Jimmy taunts me,

"What's that? It's rude to talk with your mouth full, slut."

A pair of hands begin prying my butt cheeks apart. I wiggle and try to get away and my action is met Jimmy shoving his cock all the way into my throat, and with Daddy's open hand again.

Whack, Whack, Whack! I try to cry out, "Mmmmph, mmmmph," My cries are muffled by Jimmy holding my mouth down on his cock as Daddy warns me,

"Keep still bitch! The more you fight this, the harder it's going to be." Daddy resumes pulling my cheeks apart and Big Jim's finger begins probing my sissy hole. It feels good and the stimulation causes me to suck harder. His lubed up finger pushes past my anus ring and into my sissy canal. I hear myself whimper as he teases my prostate before pulling his finger out and notifying Daddy,

"Damn, this one's nice and tight, not like the last one."

This one? What does he mean by this one and the last one? I watch Daddy spreading lube on the rubber penis that Mistress used on me the other night. He hands it to his father who then begins easing it into my sissy canal. I wince slightly, as Jimmy pulls his dick out of my mouth and Big Jim leans forward and whispers into my ear trying to sooth me as more of the penis enters me. "Now Sissy, just relax now, I was told you like this."

He begins moving it in and out, in and out, each time shoving more of it inside me. I remember how good it felt when Mistress was pegging me. Maybe I can make myself cum. I move my butt to try to adjust my position to make the rubber dick hit my g spot. Daddy spots what I'm trying to do, roughly grabs a butt cheek and sternly warns me, "Uh uh! None of that. No one gave you permission to cum, you need to stay nice and horny."

Jimmy steps forward and rubs his penis across my face and I resume sucking it. Mmmm.. I also feel something rubbing my left hand. It's Steve's fat penis, and he's already hard again. I close my hand, partially surrounding his swollen dick as he moves his hips back and forth. causing me to jack him off. Big Jim's hand pumps the dong into me faster. Ohhh god, it feels so good. I let out a long moan as Jimmy grabs my hair and begins working my head. I begin gurgling as I tighten and loosen my throat muscles as my head moves up and down his dick.

"Oh yeah, baby. Let me feel some of that throat action Johnny's told us about." His cock assaults my throat, in and out, in and out, I use my muscles to massage it, while my nose and lips bump against his neatly trimmed pubes. "Oh, fuck yeah, milk my cock, slut! Oh yeah, baby. Johnny, Johnny, you ARE a lucky mother fucker."

He pulls his dick out far enough for me to breathe, then uses my hair to pump my head up and down. Up and down, up and down, in and out, his manhood repeatedly invading my mouth, while my sissy hole is being stretched and violated by the rubber invader. He suddenly begins to breathe deeper and faster while his balls tighten and his body begins to shudder. He let's out a rebel yell as his virile young dick erupts like a volcano into my mouth. Wave after wave of cum floods my mouth, as I struggle to swallow it all. Thick, sticky semen begins to ooze out from the corners of my mouth and down my chin and on to the floor as the rest of his load slides down my throat into my belly.

Jimmy is breathing more normal now as his penis lies still in my mouth. I bathe it with my tongue as I try to get every last drop of my sissy reward, feeling really good as Jimmy verbally taunts me,

"That's it, Aunt Cathy, nice and clean. get every drop. My seed is very potent, so don't forget to lick up what you spilled. You don't want to waste any."

"I do believe Junior enjoyed his first real blowjob," Big Jim jokes, as he removes the dildo from my sissy hole and pats my head. "Good job, Sissy, you're gonna get more of this later."

I nod my head as the wine straw is offered. I suck down a big gulp, then another. My sissy canal suddenly feels very empty and tingly. Steve's dick leaves my hand and he and Jimmy stand on both sides of me, smirking down at me while they pump their pricks. The air is filled with the smell of cocks and cum as I lower my head to the floor and carefully begin licking up sperm while Big Jim inspect his handywork to my rear and speaks to Daddy in hushed tones,

"See that slight gape there, Son? That's how you want to break in fresh twink pussy. Nice and slow. Look! It's winking at you," he jokes. "Finish up here while I go talk to our new gurl."

New gurl, twink, later? Wh wha what's going on? I feel something running down the inside of my leg. My mind turns it's attention to Big Jim, who's in front of me now. I stare up at him, his naked cock inches from my face. It's big and long, and thick, just like Daddy's. Unlike Daddy's cock which has a tapered head, Big Jim's cock has a large head, like Jimmy's. It's a very handsome cock and it's sticking straight out, beckoning me to suck on it.

I open my mouth wide and stick my tongue out, signaling my eagerness to submit to him as he gently begins to address me in a condescending way,

"My, my, aren't you are eager, little one. Always ready with that mouth, aren't you?" I nod excitedly, as saliva begins to form in my mouth, like a dog, waiting to be fed.

"Please, Sir," I beg.

"Uh uh, This dick is special and not for just anyone, Honey," He teases me, as he pulls his penis away, "I only give this to my special girlfriends." I give him a pouty look, and he counters, "If you come and work for me, you could be my friend. would you like that?" I feel myself blush with excitement as the thought of being friends with a man like him enters my mind,

"But, you have a girlfriend, Sir," I answer, confused. He chuckles and replies,

"Sherry's not really my girlfriend, Sweetheart," I look on in confusion as he clarifies and explains, "See, Sherry's more like a business partner. I run a little gentleman's entertainment business, and she helps me recruit gurls like you. In fact her husband works for me in my club downtown." Eyeing my mouth now, and with a smirk, he places the tip of his penis to my lips and teases, rubbing back and forth across my lips. "I could really use someone like you to help me on this side of town. Say yes and you can have this right now,"

My head is swimming and I'm so confused. I'm so turned on by this man. He's been so nice to me. He says he wants me to be his girlfriend and work with him! I think I want to.... I do want to, so bad, plus I could use the extra money to replenish my savings. I want to tell him yes, but I don't want to get in trouble, so begin to inquire, with his cock in front of my open lips, "Yes, I really want to, but what about Daddy? I need to check with him before mmmph glmmp...." Big Jim shoves his hard dick into my mouth to interrupt me, and informs me,

"First rule, honey, good employees don't question their new boss!"

Jimmy and Steve place their hard cocks in my empty hands and I begin jacking them while I nibble on my meat snack.

He shakes his head and snickers, the other men begin laughing as he sarcastically replies, "Oh, I don't think you have to worry your pretty little empty head. Your 'Daddy' as you call him, already has a girlfriend, remember? You gave him your sweet little wife Lori." He brushes his forehead, feigning amazement, "I still for the life of me can't figure out what a hot piece of tail like her ever saw in a little bitch like you." He begins slowly moving his dick in and out of my mouth as he continues, "When my son told me he was seeing Whory Lori again, and she was married, well, I was of course, surprised. I never imagined a tramp like her settling down. Then I became, well, concerned. You know how it is with jealous husbands." He smiles down at me as I continue to blow him. Jimmy and Steve are watching the game while I pump their peckers, and Daddy is talking softly to someone on his phone.

Big Jim continues, "Oh, oh just like that. Oh yes, oh sweetheart that feels good, your mouth is amazing. Oh, now where was I? Oh yeah. When Johnny told me Lori's husband begged him to fuck his wife's married cunt while he watched, I got a little curious. Then when he told me how you dressed up in a nightie and makeup and sucked his dick, well, I just had to see this for myself."

He grabs my head with both hands and starts moving it up and down on his stiff prick, forcing it against the opening of my throat. I adjust the opening to accommodate the large head of his penis and take a deep breath as he pushes my head down. He pushes his cock half way into my throat and holds my head down while I adjust to the size of his girth. He then pulls my head up for a second so I can breathe, then begins using my mouth to masturbate himself, pushing his long, thick cock deeper with each stroke.

I love all the attention from all these men! I'm so happy they like me and I want to make them happy. Big Jim's cock feels so good sliding in and out of my mouth.

The two cocks I've been stroking leave my hands and Big Jim removes his cock from my mouth. I begin to protest,

"Noooo..... Mmmmore, mmmore!"

"Oh you're going to get more, sweetie." he informs me, "Right now you need to go fix yourself up. we've got something special planned, a get together with a little surprise."

I try to stand and am very unsteady in my high heels, and Jimmy and Steve hold me up while I regain my balance. I'm thoroughly confused now. Get together? I don't remember anything about there being anything else today. My tongue is swollen and my lips feel puffy as I stand naked in four inch heels, my tiny penis erect, my hair and makeup a mess.

"Go to your new room and clean yourself up, Sissy," Daddy orders, "There's an outfit laid out for you to wear as well as a new pink chastity cage." The other men begin laughing as he pulls my chin up and looks down into my eyes, and warns, "No playing with little dinky either, or there will be consequences, do you hear me? The cameras will be watching you!"

"Yeth Thir," I answer. Oh, I must be developing a lisp. Taking baby steps, I mince my way towards the bedroom, lube running down my legs from my pegging.

I enter the bedroom, close the door, and quickly remove my makeup and take a long hot shower to remove the sweat and cum from my body as well as a quick enema to clean my sissy hole. After drying myself off, and brushing my teeth and rinsing my mouth, I pour myself some wine that has been left out and sit down on the edge of my new bed while I slowly drink it and smile. I'm so happy the men liked me today and wonder what the surprise is going to be when I go out there again.

I carefully reapply bright blue eyeshadow and bright pink lipstick along with heavy black eyeliner and false eyelashes. I fluff my blond and pink hair, poofing it up high to make it look more fem. I then ice my little wiener to make it shrivel up even more, and put on the new even smaller chastity device that was left for me.

Laid out on the bed for me to wear is a steel boned purple patent leather cupless waist cincher bustier with a short tutu, matching five inch open toe pumps, and a bright pink leather collar. I place my feet in the pumps and admire my painted toenails as I fasten the straps around my ankles and then close the tiny steel locks that are on the straps. I then put the waist cincher on and pull it as tight as I can. I need to take a minute to readjust my breathing, so I sit on the bed and sip my wine. It's making my tongue numb for some reason. I then stand up and taking tiny steps, mince my way over to the mirror.

Standing in my lingerie, in high heels with bushy blond hair, arched back and full makeup, I look like a freakish version of a Barbie doll. The tight bustier has my bare breasts pushed high, causing my bare nipples to point slightly upwards. The tight waist has my hips flared out, the tutu barely covering my bright pink chastity cage, Facing away from the mirror, I turn my head back and gaze at two pudgy globes topped by the tutu. I turn back around and face the mirror and raise the inch wide pink collar to my neck and fasten it with the tiny lock. The collar has lettering on it. It says B J in bold purple letters. I guess it must stand for Big Jim's. A few more sips of of wine, I'm ready.