Silly Sissy Gets Trapped 7

As I pulled into my driveway, a wave of relief came over me. Even though Daddy followed me here, I was still home. I could still relax, be me. I turned the car off and grabbed my bag from the passenger seat. Without even thinking, I got out of my car and closed the door. The cool evening air tickling my bare skin reminded me how scantily clad I was and quickened my pace to the door of my studio. As I was unlocking my door, I heard my landlords voice.

"Dave! I thought that was you. What're ya doing here? Everything ok?"

"Sure is man. Just escorting a friend home. Didn't know she, uhhhh, he lived here."

I watched intently from a crack in the curtains. Crap, Daddy knows my landlord. This isn't good. Oh no, why are they walking this way.

"Sure, come on in. I was gonna be here a bit anyway."

Fuck! I was face to face with my obnoxious landlord. We didn't see each other often, but when we did, I was sure he didn't like me. Probably renting to a teenage boy, in his mind, spelled trouble. He just found out how easy renting to me could be.

"Well Stevie, I had no idea. This whole time, I had a pretty little faggot living under my roof."

I was speechless. My mind was racing to catch up to reality. I felt light headed, hot, dizzy. My face had to be bright red, as hot as it felt.

"Well I just only met this shy little sissy a couple days ago myself. Had her the whole weekend up at the farm. She'll be back there again this weekend too."

I had to avoid anymore of this. "Um, excuse me. I'm just going to go change qui..."

"Nonsense. We just met and you're running off. From now on, when you pay rent, I expect to see a pretty little girl standing in front of me."

"Um, ok sir."

"So Dave, what brings you here, if you had her all weekend I mean."

"Well Tim, I wanted to see where my newest slave lived. Have to lay down some ground rules. I plan to pop in from time to time as well."

"Well how about I give you a spare key. I'm sure the faggot won't mind one bit if she's your slave now."

They continued to speak as if I wasn't even there. I had no idea what was happening, but I knew it wasn't good for my future. I would most definitely start looking for a new place to live first thing tomorrow.

"Stevie, run up to my house and grab us some beers. Jessica is out, so no one will bother you."

Yea, no one, as long as the creepy tenants I lived next to didn't see me. Where I lived, the main house where my landlord, Tim, lived with his wife overlooked a long, skinny building split into 4 studio apartments. I live in the furthest one away. And now I would have to walk all that way to get these guys drinks, and come all the way back. I scanned the area outside, thankful darkness had set in. I scurried up to the main house and back, uneventfully.

They were both sitting down chatting away when I returned. I handed then each a drink and stood awkwardly waiting to see what I should do.

"Slave, I've just told Tim here that he can help keep an eye on you. In exchange, you can thank him by offering to help clean from time to time. Understood?"

"Uh, yes sir. It's just that.."

"It's just what? I don't see how you have an option here now that two men know your secret. If I hear of any issue, I will have to punish you. Now stand there looking pretty and keep quiet."

And so I did just that. Hands crossed in front of me. They talked for another 15 minutes before Tim stood up to leave.

"Well little Stevie, I'll finally look forward to getting your rent for more than just money. Have a good one."

He left my studio, closing the door behind him. Now it was me and Daddy again. A wide grin as he stared at me. My nerves were very unsettled and I wanted to curl up in a ball and cry.

"Such a small world isn't it? Never would have guessed you rent from my old pal. Now you're really trapped bitch."

"Daddy, I didn't want to be outed like that."

"Why not? You're my slave until I say otherwise. I'll show you to whoever I want. Besides, Tim won't tell a soul other than his wife. It's a safe exposure."

Arguing was pointless. It was done. He couldn't take it back. I couldn't change it. But I could anger him if I kept pushing, so I relented. I watched as Daddy got up and started exploring my place. He packed up a lot of my snacks and unhealthy options into a bag, explaining to me my new diet as he did so.

He finally sat back down, telling me to get my laptop and start taking notes. For the next half hour, he informed me of some rules I had to live by for now. Basically staying shaved, always wearing a bra, panties and girls socks under my clothes when I went out in public, excercise and diet habits. A lot of common things to keep me feeling girly and owned when he wasn't around. He told me his cage would remain on me for the near future, and I should thank him every day for taking care of me. And that anything Tim asked for, I would do.

"Before bed, I want you to type that up real official looking. Make it so you can add to it."

He motioned for me to come sit on his lap, "Now come her girl."

As I sat my small frame on his lap, his arm wrapped around me. He asked me about my hours at work this week and if I had any important appointments or anything. Then he told me he may drop in this week when I'm home.

"Now why don't you give Daddy's dick some love before I leave."

I slid off his lap to my knees. I could see the bulge in his pants, the one I felt underneath me when I was sat on his lap. I worked his pants down a bit revealing his his hard cock, and his old balls. I grabbed his cock in my hand and began kissing the shaft, licking it, before focusing on his balls for a bit. I gently massaged his dick with my hand while I kissed and sucked on his balls.

"Enough playing girl. Get that dick in your mouth."

And so I put my lips around his cock. Warm, rigid, it filled my mouth. I originally planned to get this over with as quick as possible, but something changed as I worked him up. I worked myself up too. I took my time, working as much of his cock as I could with my mouth, using my tongue to tease the underside of his erection as I sucked.

This went on for a few minutes when I felt his hands on my head. He found a good grip and began thrusting his pelvis into my face, fucking my mouth. I tightened my suction a bit and let him do his thing. I felt so used and helpless in the moment, my clit was throbbing in it's cage. My nipples were tingling. I could sense he was close to cumming as his thrusts changed, his dick was pulsing. He rammed his dick deep into my mouth, shooting his load into my throat. It triggered my gag reflex, causing me to cough, snot and cum shot out of my nose, tears welled up in my eyes.

He pushed me backwards and stood up. He picked up a camisole I had laying on a chair and wiped his dick off. He tossed it my way and told me to clean myself up.

"I want you to wear that under your clothes tomorrow. Remind you that your now a fucktoy all day."

"Yes Daddy."

"Also, once a day, I want you to email one of your fantasies. Go into detail. I want to get to know how fucked up your mind is. And typing it out, it will keep you nice and horny. Sign the email with your real name, and your sissy name."

"Ok Daddy."

I'm still kneeling there, my dirty cami on my lap. My arousal is high and I'm craving attention. My words are just a whisper out of my mouth with my need so urgent. I watch as he makes his way to the door. He glances back at me and smirks.

"I'm glad you messaged me. This is gonna be real fun for me bitch. Get some sleep, you live a whole new life now."