Yes Mistress Pt 17

Brandi watched in horror as Erika took hard cock after hard cock deep inside her.  She'd always acted so virginal, yet there she was on screen, an unbridled slut fucking her way through a room of hard cocks.  They all took turns fucking each of her holes.  The action seemed to never end as the men rotated positions trading places.  Finally they formed a circle around her and watched as one man fucked her missionary style.  He pounded her hard, his cock plunging in and out of her tight cunt.  The man let out a scream as his body tensed up, shooting his seed deep into Erika's cunt.  The next man then took his turn as Erika cleaned the first man's cock with her mouth.  This continued until each man had satisfied his cock and filled Erika's cunt with their cum.

The men all dressed and left the room, then the camera stopped.  Brandi thought it was over, but a few seconds later it started again.  This time Erika was in her wedding gown and the time stamp was later in the same morning.  A bell boy brought in a tray of food and placed it on a fold out stand.  When the guy turned around Erika had her skirt hiked up showing her shaved cunt.  The guy wasted no time and was kissing and fondling Erika immediately.  The fucking only lasted about two minutes, with the guy shooting his cum inside her cunt before nervously pulling up his pants and leaving.  In fact he never even removed his pants or shoes.

Once again the camera stopped and once again Brandi wrongly thought it was over.  The screen lit up again.  The time stamp showed it was now night.  Brandi saw hurself on the camera.  S/he knew what was going to happen next.  Brad tried to kiss his bride and she tells him she's tired and it was a long day.

"But it's our wedding night"

"We have the rest of our lives dear, what's the hurry?"

Brad made advances and was pushed away by pretty Erika.  S/he heard herself begging which made Veronica laugh.  Finally Erika relented and gave in.

"Oh alright, you may lick my vagina."

Brandi remembered being so pleased that night that he was finally able to see Erika nude, to see her cunt and taste it.  S/he watched hurself helping remove Erika's pretty wedding gown.  She stood there in her virgin white lingerie looking so beautiful.  Brad knelt down in front of her and looked up at his prize.  He put his fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down.  She stepped out of her panties and then stood there with her legs spread.

Brandi remembered how glistening wet Erika's cunt had been and s/he watched hur former self put his mouth over Erika's cunt for the first time.  Brandi could almost smell and taste Erika right now as s/he diddled hur hard clit.  Now s/he knew just why Erika was so wet, she was full of the cum from six different men and Brad was on his knees licking it all up!  Obviously this had turned on Erika immensely because she began to have a hard orgasm in a short time.

Brad lay Erika down on the bed and started to climb on top of her, but she pushed him back down and he obediently gave her another oral orgasm.  Erika rolled on her side after and he spooned her with his pathetic hard prick nestled against her butt.  Poor Brad would get no relief that night, nor would he ever get any vaginal relief from Erika.  He didn't know it, but her pussy was reserved for real men only, not sissies like him.

Yes Mistress Pt 16

It felt like it took forever to get out of the store.  Poor Brandi was so ashamed carrying her dildo around for everyone to see.  When they finally made it home s/he was exhausted.  S/he made Veronica a bath and undressed her.  She washed Veronica's beautiful body down gently with a soft wash cloth.

Mmm, that feels so nice dear.  You've turned out to be such a good little effeminate sissy; so obedient.  I don't think a real man would ever do this for me, not that I'd want one to.  No, it's just us girls relaxing.

Veronica sipped her wine and relaxed, feeling Brandi's hands cleaning and caressing her body.

I know it was a long day for you dear, but you just need to learn that I have complete control over you.  As you learn to accept it more and more, you may become more relaxed.  Tonight after dinner, why don't we watch some TV and relax here at home?

"Yes Mistress, that sounds wonderful."  Brandi said from hur knees as s/he leaned over the tub gently washing Veronica.  Hur poor hard clitty was pressed between the cold tub and hur belly.  S/he wanted to cum so badly, but s/he was powerless to do anything about it.

Veronica pretended not to notice Brandi's hard clit when s/he stood up and held the warm towel out and wrapped her in it.  It felt so good knowing she had complete control over her little sissy.  She lay on the bed and had Brandi perform oral sex on her, giving her three orgasms then taking a brief nap before dinner.

Later after they'd eaten and Brandi had finished washing the dishes, Veronica had hur do a little fashion show with hur new lingerie.

Oh, that certainly looks nice.  I like the way it accentuates your little butt and your new bra is so pretty and lacy.  Don't you feel so feminine and pretty in your new things?

The truth was that they did make Brandi feel feminine and pretty, but it was a conflicting feeling, one of joy and sexual freedom and one of shame and fear.  S/he blushed at Veronica's comments.

After s/he'd shown off all her new lingerie, Veronica had hur put on hur see through nightie over hur bra and panties.  She tapped the couch beside her, "Come sit down with Mommy now".

Brandi sat down and Veroncia put her arm around her and put her warm hand on Brandi's head, stroking hur hair.  "There, there, I know you had a long day, didn't you kitten?  Why don't we watch something on TV?"

She held the remote in her hand, aiming at the TV.  A grainy picture popped on.  The picture was soft, slightly blurry.  It was a darkened room, with no one in it, there was a bed and two small nightstands next to it.  It looked generic, but vaguely familiar, Brandi couldn't think of where s/he'd seen it.  A female walked into the shot, but the camera was aimed too low to see her face.  She was only wearing a white bra and panties.  Soon after a man walked in and the two embraced, they were probably kissing but the camera angle was too low to see.  Their bodies were pressed against each other and their hands began to wander over each other.

Brandi was getting turned on watching the action on screen.

The man sat on the edge of the bed and the girl with her back to the camera went down on her knees and began sucking his cock.  Her head was bobbing up and down.  The sound wasn't very good, but there was a knocking noise and suddenly the girl got up exposing the man's hard cock.  She came back a few seconds later and continued sucking the man's cock, but she was followed by several other men all wearing black pants like the first guy had.  They stood around her for a while facing her direction, then they all began to undress.

The girl began sucking and stroking the new cocks as well.  Her movements looked like she was having a feeding frenzy going from one cock to the next while stroking one in each hand.

Veronica noticed how turned on Brandi had become, actually paying more attention to hur than the action on screen. "Does that turn you on dear?  Seeing a slut satisfying all those hard pricks?  Why don't you go ahead and diddle your clitty while you watch?  Go on, I give you permission."

Brandi wasted no time, reaching down, slipping hur hand in hur panties and rubbing hurself.

Mmm, that's a good gurl, rub yourself while you watch that slut suck cock.  She's a dirty whore, just like you, isn't she.  She's no cock tease, she likes putting out, what a filthy, dirty whore!

Brandi was so turned on, Veronica's words and the images s/he was seeing were driving hur crazy with lust.

One of the men lay on the bed and the girl mounted him.  Brandi watched as the girl reached back and held the man's cock in place, guiding it into her cunt, then slowly lowering herself up and down.  The other men came up next to her on the bed and she began to suck them while the man under her thrust his cock in and out.

Brandi was rubbing hurself faster and faster now.  If s/he was stroking hurself like a man, s/he'd probably have blown hur cum by now, but Veronica had taught hur to rub hurself with the palm of hur hand and fingers like a gurl and it was prolonging the orgasm.

Mmm, yes, that feels good doesn't it Brandi?  Yes, rub yourself while you watch the slut degrade herself to these men.

The girl on screen dismounted the man on the bad, then the next guy lay down and she mounted him reverse cowgirl.  For the first time her face was revealed.  Even though the room was dark, Brandi almost had a heart attack when s/he realized it was Erika, his wife!  S/he watched in horror as Erika continued to fuck herself on the man's cock.

Veronica was absolutely beaming with excitement watching poor Brandi's face.  "Look at that cheap whore taking all those cocks!  What a slut!  Rub yourself while you watch the tramp defile herself."

Brandi was so close to cumming s/he couldn't stop even though she was shocked.

You look surprised dear.  Oh that's right I forgot you knew her, that's Erika isn't it.  You thought she was a virgin didn't you?  Is that what she told you?  Brandi, I'm afraid that your wife was the town slut.  She was fucking and sucking every hard prick in town, just not yours.

The video kept rolling, but it got worse and worse.  Brandi watched as hur wife continued to fuck and suck like a crazed wild animal.  Then as one of the men's faces was revealed, he realized that this video was taken on their wedding day!  The men were his groomsmen and they were all taking turns fucking pretty Erika.  He watched as she took a man in each hole at the same time while stroking one in each hand, five cocks being satisfied at once!

Yes Mistress Pt 15

Veronica shoved the rubber cock all the way up Brandi's tight little asshole in one push.  Brandi shrieked in pain at the sudden intrusion.


Keep sucking slut!

Brandi continued to suck on the giant cock in hur mouth as Veronica violated hur ass.  Veronica was not being gentle at all, plunging that cock in and out of Brandi faster and faster.  She twisted it as it went in and out.  Once in a while she'd shove it in and wiggle it against poor Brandi's prostate.

Veronica could tell Brandi was getting close, so she ordered hur not to cum.

Don't you cum slut.  You don't cum until Mommy tells you to.

Oh Mommy, I'll try not to, but it feels so good.

What feels good?

It feels good to be fucked in the ass while I have a cock in my mouth.

Yes, that's right.  You know why?  Because your a slut, that's why.  A SISSY slut!

All the ladies laughed when they heard that.

Veronica shoved the dildo in again and let go.

Now I want you to fuck yourself in front of everyone.  Show the ladies what a slut you are.

Brandi reached back and took hold of the dildo and began to fuck hur own ass with it.

Don't forget your mouth too, keep sucking like a cheap whore.

Brandi was down on all fours trying to balance, holding the dildo still in front of hur while shoving the other one in hur ass.

The sensations were mind blowing and s/he began to lose hurself in wave after wave of pleasure.

Veronica could tell s/he was close so she walked up and slapped hur face hard.

Don't you cum slut, not until I say.

Yes Mommy.

Now shove that dildo all the way up your ass and pull up your thong to keep it there.  We're going home now.

Brandi did as s/he was told like a good little obedient sissy.  S/he could barely walk with that big dildo up hur ass and everyone laughed watching hur waddle around.  S/he tried to hand the other dildo to Veronica, but she shoved it back at hur.

You carry that around with you until we get home.

But Mommy, everyone will see.

That's none of my concern is it?  Now let's go to the register to pay for your new panties and braziers.  Hurry and get dressed.

Brandi waddled into the stall and put hur dress on and straightened up hur hair, checking hur makeup just the way a woman would.

They walked out of the dressing room together and up to the register where Patty was waiting.  There were several other ladies shopping now and Brandi saw them do a double take when they noticed the dildo in hur hand.

Veronica smiled at them.

Oh this is Brandi.  She's a sissy slut and that's hur favorite dildo she likes to suck.  She likes to imagine it's a real cock and deep throats it quite well.

"Is that right?" the woman closest to her asked with a smirk.

Yes, and s/he's such a complete whore, s/he actually has another dildo the same size up hur ass right now as we speak.

"Oh my!"

Brandi's face was beet red as she tilted her head down at the ground, trying not to look up.

Well, s/he is a pretty little thing isn't s/he?  You've done a wonderful job on hur.

Thank you so much for saying so.

Veronica made sure they took the long way through the store to the parking lot, stopping and examining anything she was remotely interested in.  She took her time even asking questions about products.  Poor sissy Brandi felt so ashamed standing there with the dildo in hur hand.

Veronica made hur explain it hurself a few times too.

Tell the pretty lady what that is in your hand and what you do with it.

It's my favorite dildo.  I like to suck it like a slut and I have another one up my ass right now.

Show her, show the nice lady.

Brandi turned around and bent forward lifting hur dress to how the dildo being held in by hur thong panty.

The embarrassment was too much for poor Brandi and s/he tried to hide behind Veronica.

Now now, don't be shy Brandi.  I want everyone in town to know what a slut you are.  A sissy slut that is!

Yes Mistress Pt 14

Patty was enjoying the cunt licking she was receiving so much.  She moaned loudly; loud enough that the people outside the dressing room must have heard.

"Brandi dear lay down on the floor and let Patty squat over your face." Veronica ordered.

Brandi obediently did as s/he was told, laying face up on the floor.

Patty squatted over Brandi's face and the licking proceeded again.  Around and around Brandi's tongue went on Patty clit and slit.  Veronica came up and began massaging Patty's tits which caused her to cum.  Unfortunately for Brandi, it also caused her to squirt some pee in hur face.

"Lick it up slut" Veronica ordered.  "Look what you've done, you've made poor Patty pee.  Now clean up the mess you've made with your tongue."

But, but I don't want to do that, that's disgusting.

You dare refuse my order?  You fucking ungrateful little slut.

Slap!  Veronica's hand came down across Brandi's cheek.

Brandi immediately proceeded to lick the urine from Patty's thighs and scoop up the droplets from hur own face and lick it up.

That's better sissy.  Don't you ever refuse my orders.  How embarrassing!  Now strip down naked and try on these items.

Veronica handed some panties and bras to Brandi.

But everyone will see my tits Mommy.

That's all right, it's just us girls in here.

Yes Mother.

For the next half hour poor Brandi was forced to perform a fashion show for the ladies.  S/he was made to try on lots and lots of different bras and panties and strut all around the dressing room in hur six inch heels while ladies laughed and commented on hur being such a sissy.  Brandi felt so humiliated and it didn't help that hur clit was so hard.  Some of the women would motion for hur to come over and inspect the lingerie and pat hur little clit or rub hur nipples through the silky materials.

I'm growing tired now Brandi, I think it's time I brought you back home.  Hand your new bras and panties to Patty now.

Brandi had folded hur new items up neatly the way a good sissy maid would do.  She handed them to Patty.  S/he felt relieved that the humiliation was finally coming to an end and s/he could go back and hide at Veronica's house.

"Oh, I almost forgot one thing before we leave dear." Veronica said.

She reached in her purse and pulled out a large pink dildo and handed it to Brandi.

This is Brandi's favorite dildo from home.

All the women laughed while looking at it and then at Brandi.

S/he likes having that big cock fill hur hole, don't you Brandi.

No, that's not mine!  No please don't, I'm so ashamed.

Get down on your knees and open your pretty little mouth.  I want you to show the ladies what a good little cock sucker you are.

Brandi got on hur knees and Veronica grabbed the back of hur head and yanked it back hard by hur hair while thrusting the cock into Brandi's mouth.  S/he gagged at first, but quickly recovered.

Suck it slut, suck that cock like a cheap whore.

Brandi's head was bobbing up and down on the dildo.  It was true, s/he really was good at cock sucking.  S/he'd taken to it like a duck to water, taking it further and further down hur throat.

All the women laughed and made comments about Brandi's cock sucking abilities.

That's not all s/he can do with it girls.  Isn't that right Brandi?  You also like it in your other hole, don't you?

Veronica pulled a second dildo from her purse and held it in front of Brandi's face.

Lick it slut.

Brandi's greedy little mouth tried to take both dildos at once, but they were too big so s/he went back and forth licking and sucking them one at a time.

When it was lubed up enough Veronica took the dildo and pushed Brandi down on all fours.  She pulled down hur panties.

Spread that ass slut.

Brandi reached back and spread hur ass cheeks exposing hur little rose bud hole.

Yes Mistress pt 13

Brandi's humiliation had only just begun.  Hur pretty face was all wet with the first sister's pussy juices, but the second sister couldn't wait to have her snatch eaten so she straddled Brandi's face immediately.  This sister was a lot more forceful, grinding her cunt into Brandi's mouth.

Lick it slut, lick my cunt!  Fucking sissy, eat it good!

Brandi could barely keep up as hur face was used as a masturbation device.  The two sister's juices mixed on Brandi's pretty face and tongue.  If Brandi had any man left in hur she would have got up off hur knees and bent the girl over to ram that hard cock into her cunt, but Brandi was too much of a weak sissy to do those things.

The first sister watched on with delight as her sister used the sissy for pleasure.  She unbuttoned her sister's blouse and undid her bra letting her smallish tits be free.  Everyone watched as she started to massage her breasts slowly.  The younger sister, Jenna was really enjoying the sensation of having her cunt licked while her sister Kelly played with her tits.

Kelly that feels so good.

I know Jenna, I know exactly what you like don't I little sister?

Mmm, yes.  S/he licks my pussy as good as you!

I know right?!  Is s/he going to make you cum baby sister?

Oh yes, hur tongue feels so fucking good on my cunt, so good!

Kelly lowered her mouth to her sister's tits and began to suckle gently on her nipple while she rolled the other nipple in her finger tips.

The sensation sent Jenna over the edge and she came hard on sissy Brandi's face.

Veronica looked delighted at what had happened and to have learned the tawdry details of the two sister's home life.  It reminded her of the experimentation she had done with her own sister as well.  She turned her head to Patricia the sales girl.

Next?

Oh, no I shouldn't I'm on duty.  I really shouldn't.  But if it makes the client happy, who am I to refuse, right?

Patty lifted her skirt to reveal a wonderful display of fine lingerie.  She had on silky stockings held up by a beautiful white garter belt and matching panties.  She could see the reaction of everyone in the room.

Well, I do work in the lingerie department, remember?!

Brandi, service Patricia here.

Veronica took Patty's hand and lead her in front of the mulitangle mirror in the corner.

Why don't we have you stand here?

Brandi knelt between her legs and looked up at Patty's panty covered crotch.  Hur clit was so hard from all the pussy eating it actually hurt.  S/he pulled down Patty's panties and slowly ran hur hands up and down her legs.  Patty moaned a little and spread her legs a bit more.

Yes Mistress Pt 12

Sissy Brandi felt so ashamed standing in the dressing room of the lingerie department surrounded by women pointing and laughing at hur.

I hope you haven't ruined your panties with that clit stain!  If you'd only listened to mother when she told you to wear your panty liner!

I'm so sorry mommy.  Please don't be angry at me.

You probably did this on purpose as some way of humiliating me in public!  How dare you!

No, I didn't!  It was an accident.  I forgot to wear my panty liner.

I feel so humiliated!  You've shamed me in public.  I think you need to feel what it's like to be shamed in public so you never do this to me again.

Please don't punish me, please.

If you didn't want to get punished then you shouldn't have done this to me.  It hurts me just as much as you to have to do this.  Remove your panties.

Brandi paused hoping Veronica would change her mind.

I said remove your panties sissy!

Brandi obeyed, quickly lowering hur panties to hur ankles, then stepping out of them, leaving hur standing in the center of the mirrored room in only hur thigh high stockings and stiletto heels.

Now rub your clit like I taught you to do it.  Brandi looked at Veronica with sad eyes hoping she wouldn't make hur go through with this.

Go on now Brandi, rub yourself right here in front of everyone.  Humiliate yourself like you humiliated me by wetting your panties.

Brandi flattened her hand and began to rub hur engorged sissy clit the way Veronica had taught hur.

The sisters both began laughing again as they watched poor Brandi masturbate.

Don't you cum sissy.  You don't ever cum unless Mommy says you can.

Yes Mommy, I won't cum.

That's a good gurl, keep rubbing your clit.

They all watched as Brandi continued to rub hurself for their pleasure.

The sales lady walked in and stopped in her tracks when she saw what was happening.

You can't do that in here!

Everyone froze, not knowing what to do.

Well, you can't do that in here without me getting to watch too!

She handed Veronica some lingerie.

I thought some of these would be nice for the sissy to wear.  Very appropriate for hur now that hur little sissy tits are coming out so nicely.

She eyed Brandi's lovely small breasts.

The sisters both had their hands up their skirts as they watched Brandi continue to rub hur hard clit.

Ladies, there's no need to pleasure yourselves.  Not with a sissy present.  It's hur job to satisfy the ladies in the room.  Sit down on those chairs.  Now Brandi, I want you got give these nice ladies head.

But Mother, I don't want to do that.  I don't even know them.

Do it now!  Are you trying to embarrass me again?!

Brandi got on hur knees and lifted the skirt of the first sister and reached up and pulled her panties down.  Her pussy was sopping wet and quite fragrant.

I see you haven't cleaned up in a few hours dear, Veronica said.  No matter, Brandi here will clean you up with hur mouth.  Isn't that right Brandi?!

Yes, Mother.

Brandi lowered hur mouth over the sister's cunt, first licking her entire pussy up and down slowly.  She threw her head back at the sensation and moaned loudly.  Brandi's tongue continued to lick slowly up and down her slit, getting in all the crevices.

Brandi here is an expert pussy licker.  You see that's the only way a sissy like hur can get anywhere near a pussy.  Doesn't that feel good dear?  I can't even take credit for teaching hur to be such a good cunt licker.  I think it was hur wife that taught hur.

Brandi's tongue was flicking gently at the sister's clit now as her own sister masturbated to the show.

The first sister began to shake and came on Brandi's face.

Yes Mistress Pt 11

Veronica always kept poor Brandi on hur toes.  Just when s/he thought s/he had a handle on things, Veronica would do something to keep hur off balance.  Brandi had become at ease wearing women's clothing and makeup around the house.  Pedro the gardener still always got a good laugh though, even taking pictures of poor Brandi through the windows.  Brandi felt so embarrassed, but Veronica ordered hur to be a good gurl and pose for the pics if Pedro wanted hur to.

One Saturday, after giving Veronica a manicure and massage, she decided that they needed to go shopping.  Brandi got up to go to hur room and get dressed in hur only remaining men's clothes.

Where are you going Brandi dear?

I'm going to change clothes.  You wanted to go shopping, correct?

Yes, I do want to shop, but there's no need to change clothing sweetheart.

But I'll be in public.  I can't go out in public like this.

Why not?  You look so pretty, so effeminate and gurly.  Just look at your pert little breasts coming in so nicely.  It'd be a shame not to show them off.  Why what kind of person would I be if I didn't share you with the rest of the world?

Unknown to poor Brandi, contained in hur daily injections with the hormones was also an added drug that made hur obedient.  The parts of hur that wanted to resist would always lose to the drug.

Please don't make me do that Mother, please.

Brandi pleaded with the saddest little sissy face, pouting hur full red glossy lips.

Oh there there dear.  You'll be just fine.  Don't you worry.  Now do as you are told.

Yes Mother.

Mother drove Brandi downtown to the shopping district and pulled into the lot, handing the keys to the valet as he opened her door for her.  He saw that Veronica had a female passenger so he scurried around to the other side of the car to open hur door as well.  He tried to look up Brandi's short skirt as she swiveled in the seat to get out, offering his hand to help hur stand up in hur 6 inch heels.

Brandi really did look beautiful, stunning really.  The poor valet couldn't take his eyes off the two ladies as they walked toward the stores.

Veronica had poor Brandi approach the pretty salesgirl and ask where the lingerie department was.  Hur face was beet red as the sales lady looked hur up and down before replying.

Don't I know you?

Brandi didn't know how to reply, so Veronica chimed in.

Yes, this is Bradley, he used to be a man, but now s/he's a sissy and s/he needs some panties and bras.  Isn't that right Brandi?

Brandi bowed hur head and looked down at the ground as s/he nodded hur head affirmatively.

"I see", the salesgirl said as she held back her laughter.  "Well then, the ladies lingerie section is upstairs and to the right as you exit the escalator."

What do you say to the nice sales girl Brandi?

Thank you.

"You're welcome sissy Brandi," she said with smirk.

They made their way upstairs and a middle age woman greeted them at the lingerie section.

Welcome Ms Sutton, so nice to see you again and who is this with you.

This is sissy Brandi.  S/he used to be a man, well not really, but s/he certainly is a sissy now.  She needs some bras and panties because s/hes taking hormones and hur little titties are getting too big for hur old bras.  Isn't that right Brandi.

Brandi was so embarrassed, she just kept looking down at the floor as she nodded yes.

Well, I must say Ms Sutton, you've done an excellent job on hur.  S/he is certainly not a man at all anymore, if s/he ever was one that is.

The ladies broke into laughter at that comment.

Brandi looked up and noticed that the other women shopping there were all staring at hur.  S/he quickly looked back down.

Veronica grabbed the hem of Brandi's skirt and quickly lifted it exposing hur panties.  Brandi tried to stop her, but Veronica swatted hur hands.

See how hur panties fit?  S/he'll be needing some new ones.

Now all the other shoppers had gathered to look and were laughing as they inspected the contents of Brandi's panties.

I see, well, let's have hur go into the dressing room and I'll bring a few things that might suit hur.

Veronica led Brandi to the dressing room, opening the door to the largest booth and leaving it open.

Remove your pretty clothing now dear.

But Mother, people will see me.

Now now, there's no need for embarrassment we're all girls in here.  Do as Mommy tells you.

Two sisters in the dressing room witnessed the whole exchange and burst into laughter making poor Brandi's face red again.

What a sissy!

I know right?!

Look hur thingie is hard in hur panties!

Veronica turned to look at them and smiled. "Of course hur clit is hard, I've trained hur to always be hard in a lady's presence."

The girls laughed again.

"Oh now look what you've done" Veronica said to Brandi pointing to the crotch of hur panties, "you're all wet down there.  Didn't Mommy tell you to wear a panty liner?  Can't you do anything right?"

The sisters couldn't stop laughing.

Now Brandi remove your brassiere so we an all see your tiny titties.

Brandi looked down at the floor as s/he obediently removed hur bra exposing hur new tits.

To be Continued

Yes Mistress Pt 10

Brandi was slowly learning to be a good little subservient maid to Veronica.  Little by little Veronica nudged hur along in all aspects of hur life.  Gone were the manly workouts that Brandi had done when he was Brad.  Now he did some cardio to stay slender, no weight lifting, no basketball games.  Veronica put hur on a strict diet as well, limiting hur caloric intake and protein to keep hur muscles small and weak.

Veronica kept poor Brandi locked up in the house, not that there was any lack of chores to do.  Brandi kept the house nice and clean like a good little maid.  After a few weeks, Veronica came home with a present for Brandi.  It was in a brown paper bag and Brandi wondered what it might be.

Open it.

Brandi eagerly opened the bag and reached in.  S/he found a small glass bottle with liquid in it and a box of syringes.

I don't understand Mistress.

Of course your little sissy brain can't understand what is happening.  Those are your hormones dear.

Hormones?

Yes, I've decided that I need to further feminize you.  With those you will get softer skin and lose even more muscle.  Your breasts will grow and you will hopefully get a nice full round ass and hips.  Doc Evans said this is the newest compound and transforms a person farther than ever before.

But, I thought I was just here, you know temporarily; until I could pay you back and get back on my feet.  Until I could get my house back.

Veronica laughed hysterically.

Is that what your pretty little head was thinking dear?  I've decided I like having my own little sissy around too much to give you up.  No, you'll be here until I say you may leave.  Is that understood?

But, but.  I thought it was temporary.  I don't want to do this.  Please don't make me.

Oh, it'll be fine.  I'm sure the effects will not be permanent.  If you don't do this it's out on the streets for you and no chance to get your house and wifey back.  Now go on and inject yourself with the first treatment.  I would do it for you, but I want you to get used to doing it yourself, after all Mommy won't always be here to help you now.

Brandi obediently gave hurself hur very first injection.  It was the first of many, but as soon as the hormones raced through hur body s/he could already feel the effects.  Any desires to remain a man began to fade.  Brandi looked forward to getting dressed up and wearing makeup.  S/he felt tingly between hur legs when she thought about men.

Yes Mistress Pt 9

Brad felt strangely proud.  Proud that he had pleased Veronica and Melissa and proud that he looked so good as a female.  It was a feeling that scared him.  He'd never really given it much thought, but he always accepted that he was a man, there was nothing to think about; yet here he was dressed in women's clothing with full makeup and hair.  He didn't have much time to mull it over as Veronica immediately took over his thoughts with her orders.

Now that you are living under my roof, I will be expecting more and more from you.  I will try and ease you into the position, but eventually you will be expected to fulfill all your duties without being asked.  You will be expected to know what I want, when and where.

Veronica proceeded to train Brad on the many intricacies of serving her properly.  She could be very particular about the way things had to be done.  Melissa, having helped train the former maid, took Brad under her wing and helped him.

Veronica and Melissa went off to work and Brad began cleaning the house.  Vacuuming, cleaning and such in his maid's outfit somehow just felt so right.  The tight thong up his ass was a constant reminder of what he was wearing.  Pedro the gardener looked puzzled when he spotted Brad through the window, but his quizzical look soon turned to a smile as he laughed at poor Brad.

Brad did the laundry just like Veronica had told him.  He took each used panty from the hamper and licked the crotches clean with his tongue.  Then he hand washed all her fine lingerie in a basin and gently hung them to dry.

Hours passed quickly as the house was so big and there were so many things to do.  Brad was preparing the food to be cooked that evening for dinner when he saw Veronica's car pulling up.  He jogged over to the front door to greet her as he'd been instructed.

He stood by the door and opened it for her.  Then he curtsied as she enetered.  Melissa was with her again and she gave a smirk as she watched sissy Brad being so obedient.

Very good Brad.

Brad took their coats and walked them to the sitting area.

May I get you a drink mother?  Melissa?

I will have a scotch on the rocks.

Melissa asked for the same.

Brad went over to the wet bar and served two drinks for the ladies.

Thank you Brian.

You're welcome Ma'am.

Hmm, Brian.  That name doesn't seem to match you any longer.  How about I call you Brandi from now?  Do you think that matches the sissy Melissa?

Brandi sounds like a fine name for our little sissy.

Very well, you're name is now Brandi.

Yes Ma'am, thank you Ma'am.

Now Brandi, my feet are tired.

Brandi came over immediately and knelt before Veronica, removing her high heeled shoes.  S/he rubbed Veronica's stocking covered feet, kneeding them expertly as he'd learned to do to his wife Erika.

Mmm, that certainly feels wonderful.  You sure are good at that Brandi.  You seem to have a lot of experience serving women.

Brandi continued to rub Veronica's feet while the two ladies carried on their conversation about various men and how masculine this man or that was.  After they'd finished their drinks, Veronica decided she needed a bath.  Melissa was invited to stay for dinner, but she declined saying she was going to go home before it got too late.

Brandi followed Veronica upstairs to her bedroom where s/he was made to undress hur Mistress.  S/he stood in front of her and slowly unbuttoned her blouse revealing her lacy white bra underneath.  Her perfume was intoxicating and it aroused poor Brandi.  Next Brandi walked behind Veronica and undid the clasps on the waist of her skirt and lowered it to her ankles.  Veronica stepped out of her skirt and stood there in her garter belt, stockings, panties and bra.  If Brad was a real man he would have taken her on the spot, thrusting his hard cock into Veronica's cunt, but instead he stood there meekly, completely trusted by Veronica not to do a thing.

He reached around and undid the clips on Veronica's stockings and slid each of them down her silky legs one at a time.  Veronica lifted her delicate feet as Brad removed the stockings.  His hands trembled as the sexual feelings in him roared.  He undid her garter belt next and folded it neatly and placed it on the table.  Then he undid the clasps of Veronica's bra, pulling the two sides together to unhook them then slowly releasing them and lowering the delicate lacy cups to reveal Veronica's beautiful breasts.  Her nipples were rock hard and stood out like two ripe cherries ready to be devoured.

You like what you see Brandi?  Of course you do.  You long to touch those breasts don't you; to suck on Mommy's hard nipples?  It's a shame, but you'll never get to do those things.  No those things are only done by real men.  Now help Mommy with her panties.

Brad knelt down and put his finger tips into the waistband of Veronica's panties.  He gently tugged on them and brought them down over the hump of her perfectly round ass.  His face was inches from her and his poor cock was like a piece of wood.  The panties glided down her smooth legs to her tiny ankles and she stepped out of the panties.

Now lick them clean.

Brad brought the panties to his face and licked the dirty crotch clean with his tongue as Veronica watched with a smirk on her face.  How she enjoyed having a wimp sissy around, doing everything as ordered.

Now today I'll let you off with a warning, but in the future I expect you to have my bath ready for me.  Now go and get the tub ready.

Brad filled the bath with hot water and perfumed soaps.  He took Veronica's hand as she stepped into the tub, pointing her toes in to test the temperature.

Very good Brandi, it's just the right temperature.

Veronica sat down in the tub and sunk down to her neck under the hot soapy suds.

Now Brandi, you may give Mommy her bath now.

Brad got a soft towel and began to gently scrub Veronica's face and neck.  He slowly worked his way down her body cleaning her back and breasts, then her flat stomach.  Veronica spread her legs and told Brandi not to be shy and to do a good job cleaning Mommy's pussy.

After he'd finished her legs and feet, Brandi was ordered to get Mommy another drink and leave her to relax alone.

When she was ready, she called Brandi back and s/he stood there with a soft warmed towel and wrapped Veronica up and patted her dry.

Veronica put her hair in a towel and walked over to the bed and lay down spread eagle.

She motioned for Brad to come over and then pointed at her glistening cunt.

Mommy needs to cum.  Lick Mommy's cunt now.

Brad eagerly dove in, licking and sucking on Veronica's delicious cunt.  His expert tongue gave Veronica multiple orgasms.

When he was done, poor Brandi was sent downstairs to finish preparing dinner while Veronica took a cat nap.  Hur cock was so stiff and hard.  S/he thought about jacking off, but stopped hurself as s/he was afraid it would make Veronica angry if she found out.

Yes Mistress Pt 8

 Brad didn't know what to say, so he just walked back out to his room.  He tried to think of what he should do.  He was really stuck, Veronica had the papers to his house, he had no clothes, nothing.  She owned him.  He decided he'd better do what she said and perhaps he'd be able to work off some of his debt and get his house back some day.

He opened the top drawer and it was filled with lingerie; panties, bras, stockings and garter belts.  The lower drawers had all sorts of feminine clothing, cute t shirts and sweats, casual wear.  The closet was filled with dresses, skirts, blouses and other clothing.  It didn't occur to Brad how much thought must have gone into purchasing all of these things for him.  He found a French maid outfit hanging in the closet and took it out.  He held it in front of himself and stood before the mirror.  Guess it'll fit, he thought as he began to undress from the last of his male clothing.

His body was still smooth from the full shaving he'd given himself.  It felt strange at first, but he actually found himself enjoying the sensation of having smooth skin against his new soft clothing.  He put on the apron like outfit and then noticed the garter clips hanging there.  He went to the drawer and picked out some black stockings.  It felt good slipping them over his bare legs and he caught himself arching his back as he reached back to clip the garters to his stockings.  He went back to the closet and brought out some 6 inch high heels and slipped them on.  He could barely balance in them so he took them off and found some cute black two inch sandals.

He checked and rechecked himself in the mirror before returning to the kitchen.  Veronica was reading the news on her tablet and didn't even look up when he entered.

"I'd like some fresh squeezed orange juice please." she said without so much as a glance his way.

Yes, Ma'am

Brad went to the fridge and got out some oranges and began preparing them.  He found the juicer and made the juice for Veronica.

He brought over the glass to her and she took it from him, again without even looking his way.

She took one small sip and then asked for some espresso.

Brad found the coffee and did his best to make a good espresso.

When he brought it back to her, she finally looked at him.

You look awful, she said, taking the beverage from him.

Why aren't you wearing any makeup?

I don't know, I mean, I didn't know I was supposed to..

Oh stop your excuse making!

Just then Melissa walked into the room.  She burst into laughter when she saw Brad in the French maid outfit and began taking pics of him with her phone.

OMG, I can't believe this, what a wimp!

I know, but doesn't S/HE look horrible?!  S/HE needs some makeup, don't you think?

Definitely!

The ladies brought Brad back to his room and sat him down in front of the mirror.  They brought out all the makeup Veronica had bought for him.  They started brushing his hair which had started to get long since he couldn't afford his regular hair cuts anymore.  Then they started applying makeup to his face.  Eye shadow, blush, mascara, lipstick.  When they were done, Brad couldn't believe his eyes.  It was scary how feminine he looked.  Part of him liked it, but part hated it too and he was afraid to show them either side, so he kept quiet.

There, doesn't S/he look pretty now Melissa?

S/he sure does Veronica.

Yes Mistress pt 7

Brad couldn't sleep that night, the feelings of anxiety about losing his house and wife mixed with the intense sexual desires he had for Veronica and Melissa were too overwhelming.  The next day when he got to work the office was buzzing with excitement.  The early numbers were coming in and they looked good.  Everyone was hoping this would mean the G2 project would be green lighted and their jobs would be saved.

Veronica left early that day, but Melissa took over the duty of training Brad into the sissy he needed to be.  She had him fuck himself with a dildo on the floor of Veronica's office.  Of course she recorded the entire event for Veronica's later viewing pleasure.  She let Brad go home with no chastity belt, but he first had to agree to shave his entire body and swear he would not ejaculate.  Brad was such a sissy he actually upheld his promise.

The next day the office was again in a good mood.  Veronica held a meeting toward the end of the day and announced that the G2 project would indeed be going forward and thanked all the staff for their hard work.  She also announced that most people would be keeping their jobs, but some would need to be relocated to different cities to help the project take foot.

Brad felt sure he'd get to keep his spot, but he never received his papers like everyone else.  Perhaps Veronica wanted to deliver the good news in person?

At the end of the work day, Brad was called to Veronica's office.

Melissa let him in the office, but left him in there alone with Veronica.

Brian! Nice to see you.  Let me start by saying that you've been instrumental in getting this project going and have been a great worker.

Thank you.

I do have a bit of bad news for you though.  Management has decided your job can be consolidated into the analyst 4 position.  Lucas has seniority over you by two days and so he has been promoted to that job and will be taking over your duties as well as his new ones.

What?  But what does that mean for me?  Will I be reassigned?

No, I'm afraid there is nothing for you anymore.

But, but I'll lose my house.  I have no other options.  I was counting on this.

Well, I'm sorry Brian, but you really should have been planning ahead.

Brad almost fell into the chair facing Veronica's desk.  He was in a daze.

Brian, it's not really my place to ask, but do you have money stashed away for your payments.

Huh?  Uh, no.  I've got nothing.

I see.  Well, let me put this idea out there for you.  The company has made it clear that I'll be heading up the new project from here.  I was thinking I could put down a few roots since I'll be living in the area.  If you sign your home over to me, I could take over your payments until you get on your feet.  In exchange you could work for me as a personal assistant.  That would keep you out of financial problems.

Brad thought it over.  He really had no other options at this point.

OK, thank you for the offer.  I could live in the house while I work for you?

Oh no Brian.  You'd be required to live in the servants quarters at my house while working for me.  Your job would be to serve me when I needed you, 24 hours a day.

Oh, I see.  I suppose that would be fine.  What about my things?

There's room to store your things at my house and you could bring your personal items with you.

The movers came and packed Brad's things the next day while he went to work at the office for the last time.

At the end of the day Veronica called him to her office and had him carry her things to the car.

Veronica drove them to the house.  It was really more of a mansion with two large wings capped with a grand entry connecting them.  In the middle was a manicured courtyard area.  The ends of the wings were two open living room recreation areas; mirror images of themselves with large glass walls allowing you to see across the courtyard to the other living room.

Veronica showed Brad his living quarters.  The room was obviously meant for a woman.  It was painted in soft pink with white trim and the furnishings were all very feminine.  Brad didn't care, it was all temporary anyway.  They ate delivery food for dinner and Brad hand washed the dishes as instructed.

You must be very tired Brian, why don't you go ahead and retire for the evening.

Brad went back to his new room and took a shower.  When he got out he discovered that his clothes had not been delivered yet.  Instead the woman who lived there had left her clothing there.  He went to sleep nude since he had nothing to wear.

The next day he wore the same clothes he came in.  Veronica came downstairs in a sheer robe.  Brad's cock got stiff at the sight of her tits through the white material.

Brian, why are you wearing the same clothes again?

My clothes weren't delivered Ma'am.  I had nothing else to wear.

Nothing else to wear?  Didn't you see the clothes I picked out for you?

No, there was only women's clothes there.  When will my clothes be delivered?

Oh, I had the movers throw your things away Brian.  You won't be needing them any longer.

But I only have the clothes I'm wearing now.

Nonsense, you have a whole new wardrobe.  The women's clothes are for you dear.  A sissy like you shouldn't be wearing men's clothing.

Brad was dumbstruck.  He didn't know what to say.

You'd better go get dressed.  How about one of the French maid outfits?  Yes that'll do just fine.

To be Continued....

Yes Mistress Pt 6

Melissa's body quivered for a long time from the deepness of her orgasm.  Brad savored her taste as he continued to diddle his "clit".

After coming down from her high, Melissa gathered herself and tried primping herself, pulling her skirt back down and trying to close her blouse.  Her body still felt jittery and liquid inside from the intense orgasm she'd experienced.

Veronica returned to her desk and sat down.

Brian, I want you to help Melissa dress.  Help her put her panties on.

Yes mother.

Brad knelt in front of her and held Melissa's panties open as she stepped into them, one high heel foot at a time.  The panties glided up her silky smooth nylon covered legs.  She tensed as the cold wet crotch of her panties touched the sensitive flesh of her cunt.

Smooth those panties out Brian, they're wrinkled.

Brad put his fingers under the elastic and stretched it smooth around the leg openings and waist, then pulled them taut.  The feeling of being so close to her turned him on immensely.  Her skin was so warm and smooth and she smelled so good.  He wanted her badly.

Brad helped Melissa into her bra.  He stood behind her and slipped the straps over her shoulders and fastened the hooks in the back.  It was a strangely erotic expreience for Brad; who would have thought dressing a woman could be so sensual?

Next he reached up and buttoned her blouse.  Two of the buttons had torn free when Veronica ripped it open.  His hands brushed Melissa's lacy bra and he felt the soft flesh of her breast underneath.  His poor cock was still rock hard and it tapped against Melissa's stomach leaving a dab of warm precum.

You stupid idiot!  Can't you do anything right?

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.

Clean that up immediately!

Brad got on his knees and licked up his own precum from Melissa.  He was actually relishing the moment, tasting her tender flesh, feeling her warmth and smelling her perfume and body scents.

Good boy, clean up the mess you made like a good little sissy!

Veronica was enjoying the show and had unbuttoned her own blouse and removed her skirt.  She motioned for Brad to crawl over as she spread her legs.

Nuzzle!

Brad did as he was told, putting his face in Veronica's panty covered crotch.

That's a good sissy!  Now remove Mommy's panties.

Brad reached up and gently tugged at the waistband of her panties as she lifted herself enough off the seat to allow them to slide down.

The sight of her bald wet pussy was awe inspiring.  Brad wanted so badly to pleasure her with his mouth, but as he was trained, he waited for her command.

Do you want that pussy Brian?  Of course you do.  I bet you want to lick it so badly, don't you?

Yes Mother, I want to lick your pussy.

Why don't you beg Mommy?

Please.  Please Mommy, I want to lick your pussy so bad.  May I please lick it?  I promise I'll do it good.  Please!

I suppose you've been a good little subservient sissy.  You may lick my cunt.

Oh thank you, thank you so much Mommy!

Brad lowered his mouth over Veronica's cunt and began giving her head the way he had learned to do to his wife Erika.

You do that very well Brian.  You must have had to eat a lot of cunt over the years!

Veronica and Melissa both laughed hysterically at the comment!

Diddle your clit while you eat that pussy!

Brad reached down and rubbed his cock again like it was a clit.  He felt so frustrated that he couldn't stroke it.

Melissa came up from behind and grabbed a handful of Brad's hair and tugged his head back, then shoved his face deeper into Veronica's cunt.

Eat that cunt bitch!  Do it good you fucking wimp sissy!

She pulled her panties to the side and fingered her cunt as she watched poor Brad humiliating himself on the floor.  Then she took her well lubed finger and shoved it up Brad's ass.

He tensed from the sudden intrusion and a gob of precum shot out landing on Veronica's foot.

You stupid slut!  Look what a mess you've made!  Clean it up!

Brad lowered his head and licked the precum from Veronica's foot.

That's it sissy, lick that foot.  Worship it.

Veronica motioned for Melissa to come over and she had her kneel between her legs and eat her cunt.  Melissa had never tasted a woman before, but she was too turned on to stop herself.  Veronica's cunt tasted so good in her mouth as she continued to finger fuck her own cunt.

Brad continued to suck Veronica's toes and lick her feet until Veronica came on Melissa's face.

Brian dear, why don't you clean up Melissa's face for her.

Brad, licked Veronica's cum from Melissa's pretty face.

That's it, do a good job now sissy!

Now help Mommy with her panties.

Brad helped Veronica put her panties back on and buttoned her blouse.

His poor cock was still rock hard and unsatisfied.

Now put on your belt sissy.

The girls laughed as Brad obediently bent his cock down and put the belt back on.

Now go home.

Brad shut the door behind him as the girls laughed at him.

More to Cum...

Yes Mistress Pt 5

Poor Brad knelt there on the office floor diddling his pathetic cock like a sissy while Veronica and Melissa looked on and laughed to each other about what a sissy he was.

It didn't take long for Brad's fingers to get moistened by beads of his precum.

It looks like s/he's getting wet Melissa.

It sure does Veronica.

Brian, don't make a mess now.  Be a good gurl and lick up that sticky precum.

He paused for a moment, contemplating a refusal.

Do it NOW!  Fucking sissy!

He quickly brought his hand to his mouth and licked it.

That's it sissy, lick it all up.  You know you like it.  Squeeze that cockette and balls, get all you can out.

Brad did as he was told, humiliatingly squeezing the precum out of his own cock in front of the two women.

That's a good sissy, lick it all up like a good gurl.

Veronica was getting turned on using her new toy Brad and showing off in front of Melissa.

Watch this Melissa.  Brad, crawl over here and nuzzle Mommy's cunt.

Brad crawled over and began to nuzzle Veronica with no hesitation at all.

That's it nuzzle that cunt.

Melissa was watching intently and getting hot between her legs at the sight of Brad humilating himself so completely.

Can I try?

Certainly.

Brad, come over here and nuzzle my cunt.

Melissa lifter her skirt to reveal a pair of white silky panties.

Brad went over and nuzzled her as well.

Play with yourself while you do it.

Brad diddled his cock as if it were a clit.  Lots of precum kept leaking out of him.

Lick that up before you make a mess sissy.

Brad licked up his own precum.

Swallow it too bitch.  Good gurl.

Veronica walked over to Melissa and the two began to kiss as Brad continued with his nuzzling.

Veronica ripped open Melissa's blouse revealing her matching bra to her panties.  Mmm, very nice Melissa.

I thought you'd like it!

Veronica leaned forward and fondled Melissa's breasts through the thin silky material.

Melissa was really getting off now between the nuzzling and the tit play.

Veronica pushed Brad's head back and then pulled Melissa's panties down.  A thick string of pussy juice stuck to her panties as the crotch got peeled away.  Veronica reached down and started rubbing her fingers over Melissa's swollen and moist slit.

 Melissa moaned something about it feeling so good as Brad watched the whole thing happening before him.  He continued to diddle himself as he was told.

Veronica held Melissa's panties out in front of Brad's face, "clean these up with your tongue bitch!"

Brad took them and began licking the crotch of Melissa's freshly removed panties, savoring the taste.
After a few minutes, Veronica said "Brian, you may lick Melissa's cunt now."

Yes, Mommy!

What do you say when someone gives you a treat?

Thank you Mommy, thank you.

Brad lowered his mouth to Melissa's cunt and began to tongue her vigorously while Veronica continued to massage her breasts and lick her hard nipples.

That's it Melissa, cum for Mommy.

Yes, gonna cum for you.

Melissa closed her eyes and let the sensations take over her body.  A tear rolled down her cheek as she came on Brad's face with an intense orgasm.

Yes Mistress Pt 4

Brad was barely able to walk back to his desk to get his things because his stiff cock hurt so much in the belt.  Every time he took a step the butt plug was just the right length to stimulate his prostate, causing his cock to surge.

He took the back way to the bus stop in case any of his coworkers were still around.  Once again, he couldn't think of anything but Veronica's panty covered cunt and nylon covered legs.  He was in considerable pain all the way home.

When he got home he tried playing with his cock, but all he could do was rub at the head through the pee slit of the belt.  It felt good, but he felt so frustrated that he couldn't stroke his cock like usual.  He was actually used to sexual frustration though.  Despite being married to a knock out like Erica, he hadn't been getting any action at all, so he was quite used to getting himself off.  She was a cold fish in bed.  Most times, she'd just have him pleasure her orally, then go to sleep after, leaving him sitting there with a hard on.  In fact he still hadn't been able to fully consummate their marriage.  Erica always told him that she would give herself fully when they were ready to try for children.  Still, he loved her and enjoyed eating her cunt even if that was the only sex he'd get out of her.  His sexual highlights with her were that once a year on special occasions like his birthday Erica would give him a hand job after he'd pleasured her orally.  He was also banned from looking at porn although he was occasionally allowed to masturbate while looking at Erica when she was getting dressed or undressed.

Brad tried to get his mind off Veronica, Erica and anything sexual, so he looked through the mail.  He found his bills.  He crunched the numbers in his head and it looked bad.  With the pay cuts he'd taken, he would still be coming up short every month.  The credit card bill showed that Erica was still shopping and dining out in the area, so at least he knew she was still around.  He wondered who she was with and where she might be.  Brad decided the best course of action would be to try and hold out for the contract at work to go through, then he'd get his full pay back.  If he emptied his savings account, he figured he'd be able to cover the payments this month.

The stress made his cock soft and he felt some physical relief.  He was hungry, but decided he better not eat anything in case it might make him want to use the toilet.  He went to bed, tired, hungry and horny.

The next day he woke up hard again.  He tried to masturbate again, but couldn't.  That bitch had total control of poor Brad's cock and now his ass too.

At work he was ignored all day again.  He was in considerable pain, so when Melissa was the last one there again, he couldn't wait any longer and went up to her desk.

Yes Brad?  If you need pens or something, I've already locked the supply closet for the day and you'll have to wait until tomorrow.

Oh, uh, ha, um no.

Brad, what is it with you lately?  You act like you have a stick up your ass.

He thought he saw her smirk when she said that, but wasn't sure.

Well?  Speak up Brad!  Hello?!

I, I, uh need to see Veronica.

Brad dear, she's asked not to be disturbed.  I'm sure she has a lot on her plate right now, probably best to wait until tomorrow.

"NO!"  Brad almost shouted in desperation.

Excuse me?!  What is with you Brad?

I'm sorry, it's just, well, it's kind of urgent.

Oh, alright, I suppose I could ask her if she has a moment.

Thank you so much.

Melissa knocked on Veronica's office door, then went in, closing the door behind her.

Brad could hear them talking inside, but not what was being said.  There was some laughter and more talking.  This went on for ten minutes while Brad waited patiently outside.  Finally the door opened and Melissa came out.

"Oh, Brad!  I forgot you were out here!", she said laughingly.

Veronica doesn't want any visitors today, you'll have to try tomorrow.

The look on Brad's face must have been hilarious because Melissa started laughing hysterically.

Just kidding Brad, calm down.  She'll see you now.

Melissa led Brad inside and turned to leave.

"Melissa." Veronica said.

Yes?

Can you stay a moment, I still need a few things.

Oh, OK, no problem.  I'll be at my desk.

Very good, I'll call you when I'm ready.

Melissa went back out, closing the door behind her.

Brian, what can I do for you?

Oh, it's Brad Ma'am.  I uh, I need the key; you know for the belt.

Key?  Belt?

Not this again, thought Brad.

"Yes, the key for the belt, I need it to unlock myself." he said as he began unbuttoning his pants.

You are a being pushy little prick aren't you Bob?

Brad suddenly remembered his bills at home and his standing with Veronica.  She could fire him on a whim and no one would care.  He'd lose everything.  He decided to play along.

I'm sorry ma'am.  It's just that I'm in a lot of pain and I tried to wait, but I need to get it off.

That may be a fact Brian.  But how is that any of my concern?  Why should I care?  Is that how you address a person you want a favor from?

No Ma'am.  I, uh.  Please may I have the key to the belt?

Who are you addressing Brian?

Please may I have the key... Mother?

NO, no you may not.

Get on your knees and beg like a wimpy sissy.

Brad got down on his knees and begged.

Please Mommy, please give me the key.

No.  I think you need to be taught a lesson in humility.  You were very rude and you need punishment.

Veronica's manicured fingernail pushed down on the intercom button, "Melissa, would you come in here please?"

Be right there.

Oh and bring your phone please.

OK.

Brad tried to get up, but the door opened before he had a chance.  Melissa almost started laughing when she saw poor Brad on his knees in front of Veronica.

He really is a wimp, just like you told me Veronica!

Brad couldn't believe his ears.  He wondered who else knew, and how much did Veronica tell them?

 Brian, I want you to remove your trousers and show pretty Melissa what you're wearing under them.

What?!  No, please!  PLEASE!  I'll do what you want, I just, please, no.

I guess you want to lose your house, is that it Brian, you don't want your house any more?

No, I can't lose the house, it's all I have left.  All I have left.  Please don't make me.  Mommy please!

Melissa burst into laughter when she heard him call Veronica "Mommy".

OMG, what a wimp!  Did he really just say that?!

Yes, Brian is a wimp through and through.  He certainly isn't a real man at all.  Now, take off your pants and show Melissa dear.

He looked at Veronica with pleading eyes.

"Go on now Brian, take them off, I want to see.  I promise I won't laugh."  Melissa said.

Brad looked at them both as he undid his pants and paused for a second hoping it would all stop before dropping them.

Melissa burst into laughter again.  "I'm sorry Brian, I mean Bradley.  It's just so funny!  I've never seen anything like that, I mean, you're such a wimp."

Isn't he?!  But you haven't even seen everything yet, just you wait!  Brian why don't you remove your belt too.

Veronica tossed the key to him.

Brad felt so humiliated, but he wanted that dang belt off so bad.  He put the key in the lock and turned it, then took the lock off the clasp.

He couldn't even look the ladies in the face he felt so embarrassed as he slowly removed the belt.

"Ha ha!  Look his pathetic penis is rock hard!"  Melissa said while pointing at Brad's hard cock.

And wait til you see what else is going on down there Melissa!  Bend over and show Melissa what you've done to yourself.

Brad hesitated in resistance.

Go on Brian, show her.  SHOW HER NOW!  Little bitch!

Brad bent forward and spread his ass cheeks revealing the butt plug to Melissa.

Ha ha!  I can't believe any of this!  What a wimp!

My ass, my ass is so ss ssore ma'am.  May I please remove the plug?

I suppose it would be alright with me Brain, but there is another lady in the room.  You need to ask her as well, after all you are subservient to ALL women, aren't you wimp?

Yes, ma'am.

He turned to Melissa and asked if he could remove the plug again.

Please?

Veronica whispered something in Melissa's ear which seemed to please her as her face lit up.  Then Melissa turned to Brad and said, "No, you may not remove it yet.  Instead I want you to humiliate yourself further.  Why don't you masturbate in front of us.  Don't you cum though.

Please don't make me do that.  Haven't you humiliated me enough?

No, you do as you were told Brian or it's no more house for you.

Brad put his hand on his cock and began stroking it, but Veronica came over and slapped him hard.

Don't stroke it!  That's only for real men to do!  You're a sissy, rub it like a gurl.

Brad lay his hand flat and rubbed his cock with his finger tips the way a woman would rub her clit.

That's it, that's a good gurl.  Rub that clitty like a sissy slut.
 




To Be Continued

Yes Mistress Pt 3

Brad immediately moved forward and nuzzled Veronica's panty covered crotch.  Her scent was intoxicating and caused his already hard cock to swell even more.

That's it Brian, nuzzle Mommy's cunt like a good little sissy.

Veronica rubbed her steamy crotch on his face.

Brad tried to stick his tongue out and Veronica slapped his face hard leaving a red patch.

"No!  Don't you do it til I say bitch!" she said as she wagged her finger at him.

She walked backed to her desk and sat down leaving Brad there on the floor with his hard cock painfully constricted in the wrong direction in the chastity belt.

She started working at her computer again as if nothing had happened at all, as if Brad wasn't even there.

Mommy?  Please Mommy.

Oh, you're still here?  I almost forgot.  I was going to do something, wasn't I?

The key ma'am, the key for the belt.

Key?  Oh yes, that's right.  I'm sure I must have it around here somewhere.

She fumbled around in her upper desk drawers as Brad enjoyed the view up her skirt.  Then she squatted down and spread her long legs as she looked in the bottom drawer.  She pretended not to notice Brad staring at her crotch like some sort of starved animal looking at a steak.

Oh here it is, all the way in the back.

She leaned forward giving Brad a great view down her blouse of her bra covered tits.  His poor cock was in terrible pain now.

She twirled the key around her finger a few times.

I wonder if this is the right one?  Let me think.  No, this isn't it.

She started at square one again, looking in the top drawers with her legs open just enough so he could see the top of her stockings.

After several minutes of this she finally decided to give him the key.

Oh, you know what?  I think it was this one after all.  What do you know?!  Isn't that funny?!

She tossed the key past Brad into the corner of the room. "Fetch, go get the key bitch"

Brad went over on all fours to the corner and retrieved the key.  Then he turned and looked up at Veronica sitting at her desk.  She nodded her OK for him to unlock the belt.

His hands were shaking and he could barely get the key in the lock, but he managed.

As soon as the belt came off, he felt a huge sense of relief as his cock stood up and gave his belly a slap.

He felt like jacking off immediately, but hadn't even imagined what he would do once the belt came off.  His only goal had to get the dang thing off of him, not what he'd do after it was off.

You look confused Brian.  Let me give your inferior brain some direction.  I want you to come back over to Mommy and nuzzle me under my desk while I finish my work.

Brad crawled over to her and shoved his face into her panty covered crotch again.  He began stroking his cock, but Veronica caught him and slapped him hard, causing the red patch on his face to reappear, only this time it was brighter.

You don't do that unless Mommy says it's Ok!

Yes Mommy.

Now go sit right there.

Brad sat down at the side of her desk where she'd pointed.

Now I have something for you.  It should be a piece of cake, even for a wimp like you.

She reached in her desk and pulled something out and tossed it at Brad.

A black rubber butt plug bounced on the carpet near his face.

Put it in.

Brad looked up at her with the saddest face.

No, please don't make me do that, please.

I said put it in!  Now!

Brad picked it up and was about to insert it in his ass when she stopped him.

You might want to use some lube.

She tossed some lube to him and he lubed up the plug.

Put some lube on your fingers.

He did it.

Now finger your own ass.

But, I don't want to do that, that's disgusting.

You want to keep your house?  Want a chance at getting what's her face back?  Better start fingering that ass!

Brad put a finger in slowly stretching his tight hole open and to his surprise liked the sensation.

"Looks like you like it, don't you sissy?!  I can tell!"  She said, pointing at his stiff cock.

He felt so humiliated fingering his own ass in front of his boss.

That's it, that's a good sissy.  Finger fuck your own ass like a sissy slut.

Veronica was enjoying this very much.

Now put another figner in at the same time.  Go on, I want to see two fingers up that ass.

Brad shoved another finger in, stretching his ass open wider.

Soon Veroncia was demanding he get four fingers in at once.

He wasn't able to do it as it hurt too much.

Aw, poor baby.  Perhaps Mommy was pushing you too hard.  I know just what to do.  You need to put that plug up your ass.

Brad had almost forgotten all about the butt plug.  He picked it up and worked it into his swollen ass hole.

Then Veroncica threw something at him.  It was another chastity belt.  This one was like a thong.

That's gonna keep that plug up your ass til I give you the key to take it off.

Brad put the belt on and locked it.

Good sissy.  Clean yourself up and go home now.

Yes Mistress Pt 2

Brad's brain was in shock.  He didn't even remember driving home.  All weekend, his mind was fixated on Veronica's panty covered cunt.  Her scent mixed with expensive perfume had put a spell on him.  His poor cock was constantly stiff, but there was nothing he could do about it.  His underwear kept getting precum on it from his constant arousal.

He'd never thought of himself as submissive in any way, yet here he was, turned on beyond belief by his encounter at the office Friday night.  He wondered what lay in store for him on Monday.

The chastity belt was painful on his stiff cock, but he quickly got used to it and to peeing sitting down.  It was strange to sit down and pee and then have to dab at his penis after with toilet tissue rather than just shaking his cock.  It all made him feel so feminine and weak and knowing Veronica had forced him to do these things was somehow a turn on as well.  She wasn't even there and yet she was in complete control of him, right down to his bodily functions.

Monday at work he wasn't sure what to expect.  Veronica came in a little late and walked right past his desk as if she didn't even know him.  Had she forgotten already?  Was that experience so little and meaningless to her that she had not given it any thought?

Every time her office door opened, Brad's head would snap around and look, but he was never called over or even aknowledged.

The day came and went and Brad slowly packed his things at the end of the day, thinking he'd be called into Veronica's office.  After lollygagging for ten mintues, he gave up and started to leave when he heard her office door open up.  There was female laughter from the doorway as Melissa, Veronica's secretary said something as she walked out and closed the door.  She looked his way and Brad thought he saw a smirk on her face, but wasn't sure.

Oh, Brad, you're still here?  Is there something you needed?

Oh, um.  No.  Is Veronica still here?

No, she's gone for the day.

But I thought I just heard her laughing with you.

No, as far as you're concerned she is gone for the day.  Don't disturb her.

But, I wanted to ask her somethi...

Uh, uh!  It's been a long day for Ms Sutton.  You go on home Brad, whatever it is can wait til morning.

But, but...

Melissa's stern look told Brad he shouldn't question her and he didn't want to get her in any trouble so he gave up.

Have a good night Melissa.

OK, thanks, you too.

The rest of the week went the same way with Veronica ignoring poor Brad every day.

Finally on Thursday, Melissa was walking out and walked past Brad's desk almost all the way to the elevators.  She stopped and turned around.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you Brad, Veronica asked me to send you in to her office before you leave tonight.

He tried to hide his excitement, "Oh, OK, thanks, I'll head over before I leave."

"Finally!", Brad thought to himself.  The belt was starting to really chafe him.

Brad knocked on the office door.  He could hear Veronica on the phone inside, but not what was being said.

He waited for what seemed like over a minute and there was no answer so he knocked again.  There was no answer, just a female voice in conversation.  It sounded casual as there was some laughter.  Just when he was about to knock again he heard Veronica again.

"Yes?"

Uh, it's me Ms Sutton.  Brad, uh Bradley.

Who?

Uh Bradley, Bradley Porter from the G2 projections group.

Oh, Bradley!  Sure come on in.

He opened the door and walked in.

Veronica sat at her desk doing something on her computer and ignoring him.

He walked up to the other side of her desk and stood there, waiting to be invited to sit.

She took her time.  The finally looked at him with a blank but stern condescending look, then turned back to the computer screen.

Yes, Brandon, was there something you needed?

Oh, uh, it's Bradley Ma'am.  I was told you wanted to see me?

Oh?  Oh, yes, that's correct.  You're on the G2 projections group, correct?

Yes Ma'am.

Do you have the sales projection for Q4 of next half?

Not yet Ma'am.  We haven't gotten that far along yet.  We still need a few numbers.

I see, well then you are dismissed.  Thank you Brian.

Um, Brad Ma'am.

Right Bradley.  Thank you Bradley, you may go home now.

Thank you Ma'am.  Um, uh, Ma'am, I did have a question.

Without looking up, she asked "Yes?  What is it Brian?  I'm quite busy right now."

Ma'am, last Friday...about last Friday night.

Yes, What about last Friday night?

Ma'am you had me put on an "article of clothing".  Brad gestured making quote signs with his fingers.

Article of clothing?  What on Earth are you talking about?

The chasitity belt ma'am, I'm still wearing it.

Veronica finally looked over at him, "Chastity belt?  Hmm.  Oh yes, that's right."

She looked back at her computer again. "I'd forgotten all about it. You may remove it now."

I don't have the key Ma'am.

Well, Why the  hell not?  Do you expect me to do everything for you?  Am I your Mommy?

No Ma'am.

"Perhaps I'll have you call me "mother" from now since you're such a sissy momma's boy." She said laughing.

Yes, ma'am.

What?

I mean, yes mother.

That's better sissy.

May I have the key to the belt ma'am, mother, ma'am.

Veronica smirked, she was enjoying her complete domination over this cuck.  It hadn't even taken all that long to break him.

You're such a cry baby.  How long have you been wearing that thing?

Almost a week ma'am, I mean Mother.

That's nothing.  Any wimp could handle that!  And any real man would have taken it off long ago.  Actually a real man would never have put it on in the first place.

You look anxious Brian.  Are you in pain right now?  Is it because you've gotten an erection?

Brad suddenly realized his cock was indeed hard again.

Yes mother.

Yes mother what?

"Yes, mother, I have an erection." he said with his face beet red from embarrassment.

Tsk, I can imagine that might be painful in that belt.  Too bad.

Please, the belt is starting to chafe my skin.

"Oh, poor baby!"  She said taunting Brad.  "Why don't you beg for mommy?  Maybe you can convince me of how bad you want the belt off."

Please mommy, please take the belt off for me.

Why should I?

I promise, I'll be good.  I'll do whatever you want, please mommy please.

Veronica was really enjoying breaking this cuck sissy.  She stood up and pointed with her manicured finger, signaling Brad to kneel before her.

He obediently kneeled down with his hands clasped in front of him.

This looks familiar.  Oh yes, now I remember.  You've done this before haven't you Brian.

Yes, ma'am, mother.

Get down on all fours like a dog.

Brad got down immediately.

Veronica's pussy was boiling from the power lust she was feeling having wimpy Bradley follow her every command.  She pulled up her $1200 skirt and revealed her garter belt with matching panties and band top nylons.  She curled her finger, motioning Brad to come forward.

"Nuzzle up to Mommy's cunt." she said pointing at the moistened crotch of her panties.

More to Cum....

Yes Mistress pt 1

A few months ago Bradley had been the picture of success.  He had the big house, a Lexus in the driveway and of course a beautiful wife.  From the outside his life seemed so perfect.  The reality though, was that he'd bought in above his head.  The real estate bubble brought his finances to the brink of bankruptcy.  Soon the luxury car was repossessed and everything that could be sold was gone.  He still had Erica and the house though and he vowed he was not going to lose those, no matter what.

At work he began to notice that things were not going well either.  The rumors were all around, lay offs and cuts.  Everyone was panicking, what would happen?  Veronica from corporate HQ had been transferred there a few months ago and word was she was there to slash budgets and get the division profitable again.  She had a reputation as a ball buster.  Everyone at the office was kissing her ass hoping to keep their jobs.

Then came black Friday.  Pink slips were waiting on people's desks when they walked in.  Brad's desk had a letter as well.  He sat down and took a deep breath as he listened to the sobbing and consoling going on in the cubes around him.  He just sat there thinking about what this might mean to him and Erica.  They'd lose the house for sure.  With everything gone, would she leave too?

His hands were shaking as he opened the envelope.  To his relief, he didn't see blue inside (pink slips were always on blue papers at this place).  He took the letter out and read it.  It basically said that the company was doing cuts and that people should be respectful of their coworkers.  His department was primarily safe because they were currently working on a project.

When he got home he wasn't sure what to tell Erica or even if he should tell her anything.  He decided to wait and see how things went in the near future.

A few weeks passed and with the smaller staff, everyone got to know Veronica a lot better.  Her reputation as a hard ass was well deserved.  Gone were many of the perks that they'd become used to in the office.  Snacks, bottled waters, espresso, even the gym memberships got cancelled.

Late on a Thursday, Erica came storming into the office.  She walked right past Brad's desk and gave him the evil eye.  He got up and started following her, trying not to make a scene.  She got to Veronica's secretary and said something, then was immediately let into the office.  Not wanting anyone to notice Brad hung back and watched.  She was in there for about a half hour and by then Brad had returned to his desk.  Erica walked up to Brad and she actually looked happy.  She told him not to worry and that she'd taken care of everything and would explain tonight when he got home.

That night, she told him how her personal trainer at the gym, Eugene, had told her about all the layoffs at Brad's work and that the rumor was that Brad's team was to be let go this Friday.  Erica decided to get a jump on everyone else and had gone down there to plead their case with Veronica before she'd made her final decisions.  Veronica had told Erica that Brad was indeed to be laid off on Friday.  Erica told Veronica about their financial situation and how they were basically barely keeping afloat.  It seemed that Erica's tears had melted a soft spot into Veronica somehow, because she agreed not to fire Brad, but he'd have to take a severe pay cut.  Doing the math, they figured they'd be able to keep up the house payments and he'd have to bring lunch everyday and take the bus to work which meant he'd be walking almost two miles to the bus stop each day.  He didn't like it, but there was really nothing else he could do, there just were no other jobs around that would pay even what he'd be getting after the cut.

Erica and Brad were OK at first, but Erica was used to being able to buy cute clothes and just about anything she'd wanted.  Now her life wasn't much fun anymore.  They began to fight about money almost daily.  Eugene got her a job at the gym as the towel girl, doing the laundry twice a week.  By doing this she was able to keep her membership going for free and make a small amount of money, which helped out a lot.  The happiness didn't last long though.

One day Brad came home from work and Erica wasn't home.  When he went upstairs he noticed the dresser drawers were dumped and closet was open and all her things were gone.  There was a note that basically said she couldn't take it anymore and needed to get away.  It didn't say where she went or when she'd be back.  Brad was angry and hurt, but there was nothing he could do.  He tried calling her, but she never answered.  That bitch, she's probably over at Eugene's place right now, sucking his cock and fucking him!

Things got worse.  Everyone at work hated Brad because in their eyes he'd snaked his way into staying at his job and Marcy, a pregnant woman had been fired instead and lost her insurance.   Because of that she'd lost her home too and was now living with her husband and family in her parents garage.  He felt so alone and sad.

Veronica called him into her office at the end of the week before he took off.  He was the last one there, but she told him to shut the door behind him.

Sit down Bradley.

He sat in the chair.

Brad, I think you're  a fine worker.  You've done well by this company.

Thank you Ms. Sutton.

Well, don't thank me Brad.  I'm afraid I have a bit of bad news for you.  It seems that corporate is asking for yet another round of lay offs.  I'm sorry, but you are going to have to be let go.

No, please!  I'll lose my house.  It's the only thing I have left.  Erica left me, I've got nothing.

Veronica seemed to have a slight smirk on her face, although he wasn't sure.

Please, Ms Sutton, I'll do anything, anything.  I'll work harder.  I'll work 15 hours a day.  I'll do the work of three people.

Brad, you just don't understand, do you?  There is just no money left in the budget.  Even if I kept you you'd need to take yet another pay cut.

I'll do it, I'll take another cut.

It would need to be severe Brad.  Are you sure that's what you want?

Yes, please.  I need this.

There are lots of other people working here who deserve this just as much as you do Bradley.

I know and I appreciate this so much.

Ah, ah Bradley.  I didn't say you had the job yet.

What? I don't understand.

Brad, you grovel very well.  Why don't you get on your knees and beg for your job?  Go on, get down there and beg.

Brad was shocked at this request.  WTF?  He resisted at first, but then realized he was powerless and if this is what it took, he'd do it.

Brad knelt on the floor and clasped his hands in front of him and looked up at Veronica in her fancy office chair.

Go on, beg.

Please may I have the job?

You're going to have to do better than that Bradley, MUCH better.  Perhaps if you were on all fours, you know like a dog.  Yes, let's try that, shall we?

Brad hated this, but resisted the urge to get up and leave.  He got down on all fours and was now looking directly up Veronica's skirt.  He could see her two hundred dollar panties up past her smooth stocking covered creamy legs.

Brad, are you trying to see up my skirt?  You little perverted twit!  I should fire you right on the spot!

No!  Please I wasn't trying to, I mean, I wouldn't.  Uh, NO, please!

"Are you saying you don't find me attractive Bradley?"  Veronica asked, toying with her prey.

No, I mean yes.  I mean, I think you're attractive.

So then you were trying to see up my skirt?

No, Yes.

Well, what is it?  Yes or No Bradley?  It's a simple question.

Bradley answered meekly in a barely audible level, "yes, I was trying to look up your skirt maam."

There, now that wasn't so hard now was it?  All I wanted was the truth.  So that means that you find me attractive doesn't it Bradley.

Yes ma'am. 

Brad suddenly realized it'd been weeks since he'd even thought about anything sexual.  He also realized that his cock was rock hard in his pants.

Veronica stood up from her chair and pulled her skirt up revealing her panties and a pretty garter belt holding up her stockings.  Is this what you wanted to see Bradley?  I bet it was.

In all his stress, Brad had failed to notice how truly hot Veronica was.  She had long brown hair, a very pretty face and a nice figure.

She walked closer to him and stood with her legs spread shoulder width.  Her panty covered cunt was inches from his face.  He wanted to taste her so badly at this moment.  She inched forward and shoved her crotch right in his face.

I bet you want that pussy, don't you Bradley?

Yes, ma'am.

Who's pussy do you want Bradley?

Your pussy ma'am.

That's a good boy.

Brad tried to put his hands on Veronica's legs, but she slapped him hard in the face.

"Don't you touch me unless I tell you bitch!"  She scolded, wagging her finger in his face.

Brad looked up at her obediently.

Veronica walked back to her desk, opened a drawer and pulled something out.  She tossed it on the floor in front of Brad.

Put it on.

Brad looked down and realized it was a chastity belt for men.

Brad hesitated.

I guess you don't want your job then.  I guess you don't want to keep that house of yours or any chance of getting Erica back at all.  Is that right?

No, I'll do it, I'll do it.  Please don't fire me.

Brad stood up and slowly undid his pants.  When he pulled his underwear down, Veronica leaned forward in her chair to get a better look.  She smirked again, seeing his hard prick.  Brad slipped the belt on over his hard cock.  It was so tight, there was no way he'd be able to touch himself.

Very good Bradley.  You'll be wearing this over the weekend.

What? How am I supposed to pee in this thing?

Well, you inferior male brain has caused you to put it on incorrectly.

Huh, what?

Do I have to spell it out for you?  Bend your pathetic hard on down between your legs and tuck it there.

Brad tried to bend it down but it was so stiff it hurt.

Do it NOW bitch!

Brad forced his cock down between his legs.  He put the belt back on over his cock and saw the opening at the bottom where he'd be peeing from.

There you see how it works now?  You'll need to sit down to urinate from now on.  Get used to it.

Veronica tossed a lock over to him.

Put it on.

Brad put the lock on the belt without hesitation.  Veronica was pleased with his obedience.

All right, now that we've established who is boss, you may go home for the weekend.

To Be Continued...