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.