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...

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Tammi the Maid pt 9

Everyone laughed when Jason showed them the video of Tammi sucking his cock.  They could hardly wait to go over to the house and get some.  What guy doesn't love a sure thing, right?  It didn't take long for the whole team to know about Tammi and for them to show up at the house.  The sisters liked it because they got to be really popular at school and they didn't even have to put out if they didn't want to.  There wasn't a day in the week when poor Tammi wasn't being used to pleasure at least three cocks, sometimes at the same time.

Randy was the kicker on the team.  He was barely five foot five, but he had a huge nine inch cock.  He was the worst one of them all because he always had something to prove.  He liked letting everyone watch while Tammi was made to suck his cock in the middle of the room.  Sometimes he'd shoot his cum all over hur pretty face or hair, and sometimes he'd take hur anally.  Tammi's poor ass was always sore after his huge cock had stretched hur hole open.  She pretended not to like it, but she really longed for his ass reamings.  She loved the feeling of his hot meat sliding in and out of hur.

One time poor Tammi was forced to take two cocks up hur ass at once.  Tammi was in a reverse cowgurl with Todd all the way up hur ass when Joey came in front of hur and slipped his cock in at the same time.  The feeling was incredible as they ripped hur open.  It was even better than Randy's big cock. They got in a rhythm as they pumped hur hole.  Then when s/he thought s/he couldn't take any more, three more guys came up with their hard cocks out and stood there while Tammi sucked one after another while stroking the others in hur tiny soft sissy hands. Tammi could barely breath with all that cock going in and out of hur non stop.  She had multiple orgasms as they continued taking turns thrusting their cocks in hur ass or mouth.

In the end they gave hur a five cock facial, pumping gallons of hot cum all over hur pretty face.  It ran down hur tiny tittied chest and flat belly and they forced poor Tammi to scoop it up with hur hands and lick every drop.

Lick it up slut!  Look s/he likes it!  You like eating all that cum don't you slut?!  That's good because there's plenty more cocks to cum.

That's when the doorbell rang and ten more team members came in ready for some action!  Poor sissy Tammi!

Tammi the Maid pt 8

Tammi was looking forward to being able to take hur tampons out.  Hur ass felt so much better now that it had all day to recover.  While the girls were out, Tammi was at home being a subservient sissy and doing all the chores, just the way s/he was told.

Tammi had made a delicious meal for everyone, but they didn't come home at the regular time.  Tammi didn't know what to do since usually they girls would have been home and ordered hur around by now.  S/he decided to go upstairs and check hur makeup and clothes.  Tammi looked at hurself in the mirror, she looked so feminine and pretty.  S/he felt so ashamed of what s/he'd become; a sissy wimp.

Tammi heard the front door open downstairs, so she made hur way back down there to get dinner ready to serve.

To hur shock, Jason was standing there.  He was the hunky quarterback on the football team.  He was so tall and muscular, the exact opposite of wimpy Tammi with hur weak little arms and frail body.

The sister's introduced Jason and Tammi pretended to not know who he was.  Jason certainly had no clue who Tammi was even though they'd changed many times just a few lockers away from each other.  He was actually more surprised to see a pretty girl in a flimsy French maid outfit, well, surprised and excited.

Jenn suggested everyone get comfortable on the couch, then all the sisters were trying to get to sit next to Jason.

Tammi, why don't you get us some refreshments?

Tammi obediently went to the kitchen to get some drinks for everyone.  Jason watched as she went over to the kitchen.

Jason, do you think our step sister is cute?

He just smiled.

Of course you do, all the guys who see hur do.  You know if you're nice maybe she'll be nice to you too.  She's real friendly.

Tammi got suspicious when she came back in the room with the drinks and everyone was smiling at hur.

C'mon Tammi, let's get some snacks for everyone.

Melanie grabbed hur skinny arm and brought hur back to the kitchen.

When they got back Jenn moved over and patted the spot on the couch between Jason and her.

Tammi, come and sit with us.

Tammi approached cautiously, not knowing what kind of trick this might be.

C'mon sweetie, hurry and sit down here.

Tammi sat down and Jenn immediately started playing with hur hair. 

Jason, doesn't Tammi have pretty hair?

Uh, yeah, it's real pretty.

And aren't hur lips so soft looking, like they'd be so nice to kiss?

Yeah, for sure.

Suddenly, Melanie grabbed Tammi from behind the couch.

You know what else hur mouth is good for?!

Tammi struggled to get away, but Jenn pushed hur into the couch.

Jason wants his cock sucked.  We told him you'd be glad to do it.

No, I don't want to do that.  Please don't make me, please.

Tammi's pleading only made everyone more turned on.

Jason got up and undid his pants letting them fall to the floor.  He stepped out of them, then looked over at Jenn.  "You sure this is cool right?"

Oh yeah, Tammi likes to pretend s/he's not a slut, but s/he loves sucking cock.  Don't you Tammi?!

No, I don't.  I won't do it.

Mel pulled hur hair hard, snapping hur head back. "Yes, you will slut.  Your gonna suck all the cocks we tell you to"

Jason was already rock hard as he straddled Tammi's face.  Tammi looked up at his balls and cock above hur.  S/he felt so repulsed and yet so turned on at the same time.  It didn't matter what Tammi wanted anyway because this was happening and s/he couldn't do anything to stop it.

Jason slowly lowered himself, closer and closer until Tammi could feel his body heat on hur face.  The skin on his cock was pulled tight and there was just a hint of precum on his pee slit.  He got closer still,  "Take it slut, take that hard cock"

No, I don't want to.  I'm a good gurl, I don't do those things.

Mel slapped hur face, then Jason began slapping hur with his cock.  "I said take it"

Jenn gave Tammi's belly a hard slap and s/he let out a loud sissy scream of pain.  Jason took the opportunity and slipped his hard prick into Tammi's mouth.

Mmm, Tammi immediately was loving the taste of hur first cock.  It was everything hur sissy mind had imagined it would be like.  Hur little sissy head was bobbing up and down on the hard cock.  All the practice s/he'd done with hur dildos was paying off because s/he didn't even gag when his cock hit hur throat.

Fuck, your sister sucks good cock!  Yeah, fucking good cock.

S/he loves it, don't you Tammi?!  You can tell s/he just loves it.

After a few minutes Jason started getting rougher and fucking Tammi's pretty face.  Hur pink lipstick was all over the base of Jason's cock and balls.  Tammi made some gurgling noises as s/he tried to keep up with his face fucking.

Suddenly Jason tensed up and let out a scream.  He pulled out just as he was cumming and a thick stream of jism stretched from Tammi's lips down onto hur chin.  A second gob shot out and hit hur in the forehead and dropped down across hur nose to hur lips.

Tammi couldn't believe how good his cum tasted.  S/he took his pulsing cock back in hur mouth and sucked hard getting every drop out of his balls with hur soft sissy hands.  Then she scooped up all the cum from hur face and licked it from hur fingers.

Fuck, you really are a slut like your sisters said.  I can hardly wait to tell the guys on the football team.  Can you forward me that?

It was then that Tammi noticed that Jenn had been filming hur the whole time.

Sure, I can send it to the whole team if you want.

No, just send it to me, I'm gonna show them tomorrow.

No, please don't do that!  Tammi begged.

To Be Continued.