Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2007 19:30:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Matthew O'Shea <femboynz@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Life for Timothy, Transgender authoritarian

Date March 2007
Matthew O'Shea
A New life for Timothy Chapter 14.
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on a great part of my life as a
submissive Sissy-boy. All names or places are of no living person
connected to my life. If you don't like male on male sexual activities
or under 18yr old. Please leave. But if choose to read on I hope you
enjoy it. It is of a young Sissy males transgression into becoming a
Slave boy with cross dressing to enforce his Sissy self.  Feedback is
most welcome, Matthew at femboynz@yahoo.com
Chapter 14.
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Sunday morning the alarm didn't do its annoying thing and wake me in the
hours of darkness. When I did wake a little daylight shone through the
drapes. I rolled out of bed the easiest way I could. After yesterdays
caning I seemed to have very little movement in the lower parts, without
causing great discomfort. Adding to that one urine soaked nappy. I knew I
must go quickly and apologize to Master for sleeping in the way I have.
Knocking at his door, waiting permission to enter, but no response, in
awhile I tried again.
"What do you want bitch?" was the response.
"I'm sorry Master I slept in, the alarm didn't go off. I've just woken
up." still feeling half asleep as I replied from the other side of the
door.
"Get your feminine body in here."
As I entered a little sheepishly, thinking of trouble I was in for not
being up earlier. I slowly, submissively walked towards Master with head
bowed, hands at the sides. Quickly I fell to my knees beside his bed, not
looking up at all. I just begged the best I knew how for forgiveness.
Master grabbed me by the hair pushing backwards so I was now looking to
him. I started to shake a little in fear of punishment for this. Master
just looked at me a few seconds, before saying,
"It's OK. There's nothing to be upset about. I didn't set the alarm,
so you could sleep in. I know how sore your body must be after the last
week and yesterday. So would you like to go back to bed, or lie on the
floor beside me?"
By the look on his face, I think he knew what my answer would be anyway.
"I'd like to stay here on the floor beside you Master." I shyly said
with a smile on my face.
After I got a pillow and blanket, I made myself comfortable on the floor,
even able to drift off to sleep again. I was woken with Masters foot
being pushed into my mouth. I didn't hesitate in licking it all over,
followed by the other one.


After bathing Master and I had cleaned out and bathed. I had more lotion
dabbed gently over the marks left via the cane. Before I started dressing
I was able to have a good look at my whole back area. The bruising from
Tuesday night were still quite visible, but nothing compared to the cane
marks. Just looking at them, knowing they are mine, plus the stinging
pain. Started having an affect on one enclosed clit. I spent the day
wearing only my padded bra, bloomer panties, stay up stockings, petticoat
and pinafore. Thankfully nothing tight fitting over my bottom.


The next major event in my life as Masters sissy slave took place the
following weekend. But for me it all started on the Tuesday, with the
removal of some furniture from the lounge room. Yes, all by myself, this
not very strong sissy was to move a heavy coffee table to a room
upstairs. Shift a heavy sideboard, well not so heavy once I decided to
empty its contents first. As well move out armchairs, then vacuum the
whole empty room. Now put the armchairs back in the way Master had drawn
on this plan. That meant bring other chairs down from upstairs. Believe
me by the time I'd done all this, I'm sure muscles had developed were I
never had them before. Well that could just be a little wishful thinking
for me. But True, my hands were very sore by the time everything was in
its new place. This extra work took the place of today's washing and
ironing, plus cleaning Masters car. Which in turn means I have extra work
tomorrow. Also I couldn't sit behind the wheel, thinking of being a
great driver, making all those car noises. Thankfully no one is here to
hear me doing it. Oh well, I can't drive anyway.


No sooner had I finished, exhausted, squatting on the floor, when Master
arrived home from work. Quickly I got up, in fear of being punished for
being lazy. My whole body was still to bruised and sore from last weeks
beatings. As much as I like it and need it, would just like the bruising
to go down a little first. Well Master wasn't going to punish me, just
wanted to inspect what I'd done. Yes he was quite happy with my effort
of today. Only to make me feel weak again, by explaining about tomorrows
cleaning out of the Dinning room. I looked at him, saying about the
table, how it's far to big and heavy for me to move. I just lost my
composure as a slave by saying that. Lowing my head, I begged to be
forgiven for speaking without permission. Raising my head by the chin, I
was asked, "When did I mention moving the table, or can't you just clean
under it like a normal slave would do."
Softly I apologised saying, "I thought you meant move everything out,
like today." With that he put his arm around me, pulling me into a nice
hug. Saying anyone could see that is far to much for something like you
to move. That's man's work, I knew what he meant as I looked at him
with a little smile.


Come Friday I had all these extra jobs done as well as the normal chores.
By the time Master arrived home, I'd also freshened my make up and
changed into the silver satin petticoat `new' Peach blouse, black
skirt. The only thing, I wasn't sure whether I'm to have the blouse in
or outside the skirt. So I made a big decision myself and left it
outside. Yes, that looks nice, plus I could then put my hand underneath
to feel over a lovely satin petticoat. Looking in the mirror I decided,
yes I do look more like a girl every day. Or was that again just wishful
thinking, hoping I do. It wasn't till about 6:30 that Master arrived
home. He and Sir came together, as they did some shopping on the way, and
quite a bit by the looks of it. I now knew something is happening by what
they had. Apart from the normal stuff. There was, snake food, beer and
some other alcoholic drink. Which for normal, nether Masters seem to
drink much and haven't seen any beers since I've been here. So with the
changing around of the rooms also, guess they must be having a party
tomorrow.


Yes after dinner that was confirmed, that tomorrow night there'll be
visitors coming. Like, get to see Masters new slave. Oh god, hearing that
made me all nervous and by the seating there must be quite a few coming.
I noticed he used the word `See' not meet or any other such word. Am I
going to be something just looked at like visiting animals at the Zoo.
I'm to behave myself, if anyone wants to touch me, I don't try moving
away, just stay still and don't look at who ever is doing it. Remember
you're only a slave, If I have to say anything to them, I address them
as `SIR' nothing else.
Once Master had finished, I knelt to ask permission to speak. That was
granted only after I'd licked the feet of both Masters. I wanted to know
if they were all Masters coming or other people also. Would there be
other slaves like myself. Only to be told it's none of my bloody
business, a slave doesn't have to know anything, just to do what it's
told at all times.


With that all settled, there was now to be an inspection of my body. I
stood before them removing the skirt followed by the panties, as ordered.
As I was doing this Master started telling Sir about what had been
happening. Like last Tuesdays session with the `prisoner' and how for a
time he thought I was a `real' Bitch. How I enjoyed having sex
restrained, slave style, as he called it. About going out dressed up,
some of the remarks made to me while we walked the Streets. Then about me
not knowing about tampons, periods etc. The greater part of this time I
was just standing in front of them, with head bowed, hands behind my neck
waiting. Listening to them talking about it and getting a laugh from it
all. I could feel redness coming to my face, as some of the remarks by
Sir were quite degrading. Once they'd stopped talking, I got told to
turn around and lift the petticoat right up over my shoulders, part my
legs and bend over a little. Yes, all the bruising had gone from my back.
The marks from the cane were still quite visible, but no longer sore.
Thankfully as I got a few slaps over the backside, just to see. Then
slapped over my pussy, Sir asked "What do you like up there, sissy and
why?"
"I like having to wear tampons in there, as girls do when they're having
their periods, Sir."
I still had a very red face and felt humiliated saying it also.


I noticed by the clock as I went into the bedroom to be readied for bed,
that it was almost 10pm. The alarm had been sit for the morning, also for
an early time. I got woken from a good sleep as the clock did its thing
at 6am. in the morning. Then it was straight down to get their breakfast
ready and taken to them. After knocking and waiting, I knew what was
happening behind that closed door. By the only sounds I could hear at
this early hour made me wish I could be enjoying their company, instead
of standing here waiting. About a minute later Master called me in. On
giving them their tray I got sent to stand, facing them at the foot of
the bed, with head bowed, hands interlocked behind my neck and feet
apart. Listen to them eating, but by the noises, I knew they were feeding
each other. Only if I could watch, but knew better than to look up. When
they had finished their breakfast, I was given the tray, only not leave
the room. But kneel and finish what had been left, then stand back as I
was. As I was busy licking the plates clean, I could hear my Masters were
enjoying each others body again. Oh good, quickly I licked the remains
off then stood. Not able to see much, but could hear all their sucking
and talking. Just listening to them got my clitty standing waiting in
vain hope of its relief of built up tension. It didn't come. Once
they'd sucked and swallowed down each others load. I was just sent off
with the dishes, told they would be down soon. In the kitchen I couldn't
stop myself from having a we stroke over my wet nappy covered stiff clit.
The wet bulky mass isn't the most enjoyable way to stroke one self, at
least I felt it standing hot under there. Even tried rubbing myself
against the bench cupboards, but was far to full of urine to do anything
but squash around. So gave that away as a bad job. Fortunately I did, as
next thing Masters walked in on me. I know what would of happened had I
been caught in the act.


It was late afternoon when Master took me to the bathroom to give me my
enema. Here I thought it wasn't going to happen today, as I hadn't had
it this morning. How wrong a slave can be. Only this time it was two full
warm soapy ones, with Master checking the bowl after disposing of each. I
was dreading there would be a third, but no. I felt so very empty now,
thinking it'll be days before I'll be dropping any turds again. As I
bathed, I also had to completely shave my body and warned about any sign
of hair. I was beginning to wonder what it going to happen tonight, as
I've never been so cleaned out before. Now to make sure I'm completely
shaven smooth, which I have to do every second day anyway. I guess seen
as it's a party to see Masters new slave. I'll be put on display so
they can look and most likely feel me all over as they party. Quickly I
came back to now, when Sir came to check me over. Yes his hands started
on my face, working slowly down my whole body feeling for any sign of a
hair. With legs apart I got pushed forward, to finish bent right over
hands touch the floor in front of me. Inspection under there showed no
sign of a hair either. Satisfied the body was hairless I got sent to the
bedroom, to kneel and wait, and wait I did.


Kneeling there head bowed, hands behind my neck, completely naked. I
began to shiver with the cold, as the warmth in my body since the bath,
had quickly disappeared through the lack of movement. I could wait no
longer, so released my hands and began rubbing over my arms and body
trying to put some heat back into it. Like I had been watched, as no
sooner had I started when my Masters entered.
"What the hell are you doing Pansy?" Master yelled at me.
"I'm Sorry Master, I was beginning to shiver badly with the cold,
Master."
"Or had you been playing with that useless thing of yours?" he asked in
the same stern voice.
"No, I promise Master I haven't touched it." I said putting my hands
back where they belong.
Stepping in front of me, pushing against my bowed head, so I was now
leaning backwards. I could feel him looking at my shrivelled up clit.
"That's nice and that is how it should alway be, no temptation this
way." he said.
With that Sir said, "I wonder if it'll stay like that all night." They
both had a good laugh about it, remarking of what others would thing
about this little sissies useless clit.
"Now lie over the side of the bed Pansy," Sir ordered.
As I did, he pushed apart my legs with his foot. Feeling the cold fingers
parting my cheeks, I knew what was about to happen and it did. But not
before one of his fingers went straight in the little hole down there.
The way it went in so easily, shows he'd greased it up well and seemed
to be wanting to coat my inside. Then out it came again, only to be
re-coated and pushed back in just as quickly. I'm sure he was getting a
great deal of pleasure out playing in my cleaned out butt-hole, as I was.
Yes, it felt really good as he played around up there. I started giving
little moans and wiggle my butt with the pleasure it was giving me. Only
to receive a firm slap across the legs, being told to shut up and stop
moving around, that it can't hurt. I made a big mistake by saying, "No
it doesn't Sir, it just feels so wonderful you doing that Sir." The
finger came quickly out, then another harder slap across each leg this
time.
"We're not here to give slaves pleasure. Get that into your pussy
brain," then another few slaps made there marks over the others.
Only if he could see what was happening to my clitty, because if his
finger up there.


Lying waiting another slap to land, instead his fingers parted those
cheeks again. Without any warning in went a Tampon, quickly all the way
up. Guess the grease helped its quick entrant, not giving me a chance to
feel the slow entry, as Master gave on the two previous occasions. He
mustn't of pushed it right up, as Master told Sir to push it right up,
you should only have the string showing. Yes, I then felt it going up a
bit deeper into my little pussy. Ordered to stand again, I did in fear of
what would happen, once my stiff clit was noticed. Master just yelled at
me because of it. "Can't you ever keep your filthy mind away from that
thing between your Fucken legs!" As he took a firm hold, squeezing and
trying to twist it down between my legs. At the same time rubbing into my
ball sac, I tried not to moan or anything, but the pain of it I just
couldn't stop myself. I went to put a hand on his shoulder to stop me
from falling, as my legs seemed to go all shaky and weak. That was not
allowed, as I got his elbow in my side and told to take my filthy girly
hand off. Inevitably the little thing swivelled up again, as I got
warned. "This sort of thing better not happen tonight, unless you want to
get punished in front of everyone, is that clear?"
I apologised for what I let happen, agreed that is was very clear what
would happen tonight.
"Now bend over and part those legs." Master ordered in a stern voice
I had my legs apart resting my hands on the bed, letting them have a good
look and play with the string, like some new toy. Sir made the comment
that I should have a little ribbon hanging from it so everyone will know
straight away what I've got up there. It didn't take long before Sir
was between my parted cheeks tying one of my hair ribbons to the string.
That caused more laughing and joking about their sissy slave, in turn
making me go many shades of red just listening to them humiliating me.
Thinking of what is in store for me tonight and how I've got to keep
control of clitty, or else.


Master put the clothes I'll be wearing on the bed. But first I'm to do
my make up and hair. I was just about to sit at the vanity, when Master
asked if I'd like a drink first. "Oh yes thank you Master, I'd love
one." As I hadn't had a drink since my bowl earlier this morning.
"Right kneel down then and take it out." There was nothing else I could
do, but kneel take Masters penis into my mouth and wait for the flow to
begin. With my hands around holding onto Masters butt cheeks, my face
pushed close into his front, my mouth suckling at his penis drinking all
he had to offer. Which as normal is a great amount of hot urine, I don't
know how he can hold on to such a supply. While I was drinking as fast as
I could, knowing better than to let any trickle out from my lips. Master
kept stroking my hair while telling Sir how I've become a very useful
toilet bowl. I knew my face went red on hearing that, but fortunately
couldn't see the look on Sirs face. But guess he enjoyed hearing it and
had a grin from ear to ear. Knowing how further down, it is taking my
humiliation. Making me feel utterly degraded. Once Masters flow came to
an end and I'd sucked out that last drop, wiped him clean and put it
comfortable away again. I thanked Master for allowing me the pleasure of
drinking his waste water. Which in turn caused a laugh from Sir, as he
said "And she even thanks you for it. Just like the others, the dirty
slut."
"Yes it knows what is good for it. Don't you Pansy?" master said lifting
up my head.
"Yes all your body waste is good for me, Master." I quietly replied.
"Now go and make yourself look pretty, then get dressed, call me when
you're ready." just as they were about to walk out Master turned to say.
"Deodorant, baby powder, but no perfume. Don't want you smelling like a
proper Street whore tonight." With that I was left to make myself look
beautiful. [I hope anyway]


After looking myself in the mirror feeling very feminine. Wearing the
silver satin bra and cool silicon pads. Black suspender belt with black
stockings, the white lace garter around my little clit. The same one
Master put on me the very first time he did so. In my hair I tied a long
red satin ribbon, [which matched those on the boxes] into a large bow,
letting the ends cascade down the length of my hair. Wearing the silver
satin boxers that Master had altered with lace and pretty red satin bows.
Looking closely at the pretty boxes thinking how beautiful a pair of boys
boxes have become. I was mortified to see the deep pink satin ribbon from
my tampon string, hanging a good 6inches below the leg. Guess everyone
will know what I'm wearing now, I thought. One final look in the mirror,
knowing I do look pretty and Master will be satisfied. I went to the top
of the stairs to call for him, only to find he and Sir on there way up. I
stood with head bowed, hands behind my back waiting the inspection I knew
would take place. The only problem now was, I began getting an erection.
Yes I felt so much a sissy girl standing there, plus feeling the pad up
my boy pussy was all having this affect on me. Now to receive Masters
wrath as he approaches the top step, seeing what was pushing out my satin
panties. I was so aroused that I got fearful of having a leakage from my
clit and leaving its wet mark for all to see on the front of the satin
panties. At times like this I wished Master put the chastity belt on me.


As I stood there being looked over by both Masters. With subtle remarks
being make, on what some of the guests will think of their bitch tonight.
I became quite nervous about the whole evening coming, knowing there is
nothing I can do about any of it. Again being told, this body is there
for their friends to view and touch as they wish. Any sign of resistance
would be dealt with severely in front of everyone present. Taking down my
satin panties, then a firm hold of my stiff clit, I got warned not to
DRIBBLE!!! I knew what he meant. The way it was getting squeezed, in no
time I began to deflate, thankfully. Something I never thought I'd ever
be doing, was to ask Master if I could have the Chastity belt put on to
keep me safe. Well that didn't go down to well, as the next thing I was
getting hard slaps across the backs of my legs. One for even speaking,
two for suggesting I wear it when their friends want to see what I have.
I also got reminded that if I ever again, even look disgruntled when
Master puts me into it. I won't be able to lie on my back for a week.
Guess I'm always saying the wrong things, when I shouldn't even be
saying anything. One day I'll learn to keep my mouth shut like an
obedient slave should. Once I'd pulled my pretty panties back up, Sir
put the collar around my neck then clipped the leash to it. Without any
further ado he lead me off down stairs and into the dungeon. I noticed
everything had been moved around some in there. Like the cage, which I
was about to be put into, now sat pushed in the corner. Other things had
also been put out of the way, leaving only the table sitting proudly in
view.


Once in the cage my wrists were chained to the bars in front of me, so I
couldn't touch myself. I just had to lie there, unable to move around in
fear of putting ladders in my stockings. Knowing that would not of
pleased Master at this time. I noticed the bowls had also been taken out,
mind you I wouldn't be able to get down to lick anything out anyway.
Guess it must of been a good hour before Sir returned to release me. I
noticed he had changed into black open neck shirt, showing his hairless
front down to his navel and black leather trousers. He looked stunning,
Oh how I wanted to lick those leather trousers all over. As I got lead
from the dungeon Sir asked if I wanted to piss. Suddenly after all the
discomfort in the cage, I realized, yes, some relief to my bladder is
needed. Sir stood before me as I removed the pretty boxers and sat with
legs either side of the bowl. The ribbon hanging from my tampon resting
over my leg, out of the way. Sitting up, looking straight ahead, holding
my clit down with only with the tip of my forefinger. So giving Sir a
good view as I let it all flow out. Just sitting like that, knowing his
eyes are watching every drop trickle, then flow freely from me. Now being
told to use a little toilet paper to dap my little thing dry, like all
girls do. Doing it and seeing Sir standing before me watching with a big
smile on his face was so degrading. I tried looking away, but just as
quickly I heard, "Keep those eyes looking straight ahead!!!!"
"Sir I'm sorry Sir," I said knowing I'd done wrong.
As I stood and before getting a chance to pull up the panties. Sir pulled
back my foreskin to see if it was clean under there. Thankfully it was.


As I was taken back into the hallway, Master also came out from the
Lounge wearing his black satin shirt and black trousers. His shirt was
also unbuttoned to the navel showing a sexy hairless chest. Looking
stunning as alway, I feel so proud and honoured to be his slave.
"Now come over here, the guests will be arriving soon." Master said.
Making my stomach turn a little, thinking of the unknown about to unfold
for me. Sitting on the floor at the bottom of the stair-rail was the
treaded `prison board'. It's about 18"x12" which you stand on, your
feet fit under these straps at either end, then tied secure. Now you're
unable to move, as your own weight holds you firmly in place. [you feel a
bit like one of those mannequins in a shop window] In a short space of
time your whole lower body begins to ache, as you can't move a muscle. I
looked at the board then at Master. My look wasn't appreciated, as I was
just bend over to receive another few hard slaps across the back of my
legs. As I was stood back up, Master asked would I be happier to get a
caning before the visitors arrived. I assured him I didn't want that,
and apologised for the way I acted. Then went and stood in place ready to
have my feet tied down. Next my hands were taken and tied firmly behind
my back and onto the bottom stair-rail post. Hence I was now held
completely secure, unable to move any part of my feminized body. My
Masters just stood back admiring what stood before them, saying how they
can't wait to hear the remarks from their friends. For some reason I
felt the urgent need to piss again. On telling Master this. His only
remark was you're not being untied now, so you'll just have to hold on.
God I hope I can, is all I thought. With that Sir had an idea and left,
only to return holding my bottle. "Look it can do it in here and drink it
up again later." Causing much laughter from both of them, as the top came
off and the bottle put up under my panties and held over my clit. I felt
great relief as the flow began. All of a sudden I hoped I didn't
overflow the bottle and what that would cause. But no it was only about a
quarter full. But again that was to much, as Sir screwed the top with
teat back on, placing the bottle on the board between my legs, for all to
see. Well at least the urgent need had gone for now anyway.


Again I was informed by Master not to open my sissy mouth to speak, just
look straight ahead. Any sign of movement, is a sign of disrespect to our
friends. Unless you want them to witness your caning. Is that understood?
As I affirmed I understood clearly. I noticed Master then take the rolled
up deep purple silk scarf of the railing, but hadn't realised till now
that I'm to be blindfolded as well. There I now stood motionless, a
restrained sissy slave, at the complete mercy of whoever came in. To be
talked about, humiliated by who know who. As the minutes slowly ticked
my, I could do nothing but think to myself. Will any of them know me or
me know them from my past, as I did with Sir from college. That thought
made me a little nervous as I waited. Fortunately it was a warm night, so
standing just in my panties and bra the nerves didn't make me shiver
any.


My heart raced a thousand beats a minute, my stomach started churning
like a washing machine on the final spin, as I heard the doorbell chime.
That moment in time has arrived, I heard my Masters greeting another
male. Then talking with lots of laughter as the footsteps headed towards
this sissy slave. Standing restrained, on display awaiting its inspection
by whoever wished to take the time. The palms of my hands, between my
toes, my whole body suddenly began sweating porously. A pair of hands
started feeling over my body, squeezing my silicone breast. Asking Master
if I'll be developing my own soon. I went to open my mouth, but checked
myself, know Masters warning of the cane. All the time talking about my
body in a very degrading manner. The hand went over my panty covered
clit, another squeeze of that. Fortunately the state I was in, an
erection was the furthest from my mind. This same sort of torment
continued as the others arrived. Many loved to take hold of my pink
ribbon, with laughter when they found out what it was attached to. Even
the hands were different, some gentle as they examined my body, others
hard and uncaring. A few even pushed their fingers in my mouth, telling
me to show how I like sucking. Then to have the finger wiped dry on my
body, with humiliating remarks about that's all sluts like me are good
for. Some I could smell were wearing leather gear, a couple just smelt. I
could also tell there were at last a few other slaves here, so that
won't be so bad, I thought.


Once all had arrived and entertained themselves with my body, they headed
to the lounge. I could hear lots of talking, but I was just left,
forgotten. After a while Master came with someone else who released my
feet, then my hands were also freed from the post. They weren't tied
tightly, but I could now feel my blood flowing freely again. The small
pleasure of again jiggling my toes, bending my knees, before being helped
into my shoes by this other person. Then there was only Master and I, as
I heard the footsteps of the other disappear. I wondered if that was
another slave helping Master, as there was no talking between them all
this time. The leash again attached to my collar, a quick jerk indicating
I should step forward free of the prison board.


"Hands behind your back and take it quietly now as I take you to my
friends," Master advised before pulling at the leash to lead me to more
humiliating moments.
Taking those nervous steps, not able to see where I was, after being
turned around first. Only the pull on the leash, indicated which way to
go. On entering the lounge I could feel all eyes on me, as I was stopped.
Hands still clasped behind my back, I knew to bow my head as a sign of my
slave status. Next thing someone came over saying, "I can't wait to see
what it got under its pretty panties." in a tone that was meant to
embarrass me as a sissy. I knew I could do nothing, but let him lower my
panties. So all could now see my soft little clit with its pretty lace
garter around its base. I could feel my face going deep shades of red, as
my little thing was played with, even had the skin pulled back to show
the nob to everyone. At least I was pleased to still have the blindfold
on, so hiding some of my embarrassment, plus the tears I felt in my eyes.


With that display over, but the panties still lowered so my clity
remained on show. Master then said to all. "This is my slave-boy, it
still has a lot to learn, so don't be to hard on it tonight." As Master
was saying that, a voice interrupted saying "Is it a boy or girl?"
causing much laughter followed by Master saying "You'll be able to find
out for yourselves in time." With those formalities over Master untied,
releasing the blindfold. I stood frozen, with head bowed, eyes closed,
not wanting to look at or hopefully, no one recognising me. Till Master
put his hand under my chin, "Come on lift up let everyone see you, open
those damn eyes." I did as ordered but my mind seemed to stay closed to
whoever was in the room. I heard a voice say, "Oh look she's smudged her
eye make up, isn't she a naughty girl." Someone else said, "I hope I'll
be able to punish her for that." I knew I could do nothing but stand
there without moving. As I didn't want Master using that dreaded cane on
me. Slowly and sheepishly I started looking around at who was here. I
recognised a few, like the Master and the submissive boy from a week ago.
[but not as a couple tonight, just friends] Then there was James from the
sex-shop and he had his boyfriends arm around him. Thankfully that was
all I knew, but it seemed a couple knew me. From hanging around the
Streets wanting to be picked up.


Yes there were a couple of Masters here with their slaves. Both a bit
older than me, one whose name I was to find out to be Dan. He wore
leather trousers and jacket done right up to the neck, nothing
underneath. As I would soon find out except for the small mesh cage
locked over his cock and balls. Thick leather Manacles around his ankles
attached together by a good 18inches or so of chain. Each wrist was
manacled the same, only the chain went up through the D ring of his wide,
thick leather collar. Meaning he couldn't lower his wrists below his
chest. He was also kept on a leash the whole time. The other slave was
Justin, he is the one with the nose ring. That Masters were saying about
me having my nose done like that when they pieced my ears. Fortunately it
hasn't happened yet, as Justin's look rather thick with a chain hanging
from it and attached to his collar. Restricting his head movement a
little. His wrist and ankle straps were thick leather with studs around
like his collar. He wore a short soft leather waist coat and a pair of
tight fitting black latex panties. Which look really sexy, as his cock
hung out sitting also in a steel mesh padlocked cage. I would of loved to
of seen his backside. As below his latex pants, there were some marks
showing, that were obvious put there via a canning, possible this
morning. I was pleased to see they also weren't allowed to speak either,
and had to keep their head bowed all the time unless ordered to do
otherwise. Over the night I found out the submissive boys name to be
Peter. By what I could hear, seemed to enjoy anyone whipping him. But for
some strange reason seemed to show the same resentment or dislike to the
other two slaves, as he did to me that other night. I was never to find
out why.


I felt a little sad when I noticed the other slaves being given the odd
drink, but I was to have nothing. Just held by the leash with hands
behind neck or back ready for whoever wanted to feel me over, anywhere
they wanted to feel also. To further my humiliation, one told Master now
he'd love to see my boy-pussy. With the OK. from Master he pushed my
panties right down, telling me to bend and touch my toes. I looked to
Master, who just said, "Do what you're told Pansy." while giving a
downward pull at the leash. Slowly I bent forward, fingertips just able
to touch the floor. With the panties down around my ankles I couldn't
part my legs, so they had to come off. Leaving them on the floor beside
me. "Now part those legs, Pansy be a good girl." I was told with a slap
to help me do so. There I was bent over, my pink ribbon attached to the
little sting hanging on display for all to view and have a we pull at.
Making many remarks about my sex. The only ones who didn't see, were the
other two slaves who had to remain where their Masters left them. Once I
was allowed to stand again, I was being told I'm a dirty pussboy faggot.
Then I had to repeat what I'd just been called, after I said it, I was
just told no one could hear, so Speak up. So again I had to say "I'm a
dirty pussyboy faggot." Then to hear someone say, "is it a boy or girl."
the Master sill standing next to me said, "go on tell us what you are." I
felt so degraded, I could feel my face going red again. Not knowing what
to answer as I looked up to my Master for `help' but he said nothing. I
knew it was up to me, so said "I'm just a sissy slave." which brought a
lot of laughter from everyone. Then as I looked up towards the other
slaves, I noticed a kind smile on the slaves faces. Possible realizing
how degraded I must be feeling right now. Master told me, "Put your
panties back on now, so they can see sissy in its pretty panties." That I
was so pleased to do.


A short time later I had the pleasure of watching as Dan had his leather
jacket and trouser taken off. Now his chain didn't go back through his
collar, but were still chained together, as were his ankles. Then was
made kneel before his Master to be used as his urinal. You could see he
was enjoying every drop, without any spillage. Also it seemed to be quite
normal for him to being used this way in front of others. Watching him
savouring his Masters urine, seemed to have an affect on the deflated
state of my clit. As it began coming back to life and noticed by those
around Master and myself. With that Master pushed my panties down a
little, pulling out one fully erect clit for all to see. My hands behind
my bowed head, I couldn't help but watch as a strange hand began stroked
it back and forth with his thumb and forefinger. Even the foreskin being
pulled right back, just like some child's toy to be played with. I
enjoyed the touching of it, but was in fear of that first sign of juice
seeping out. It was an erotic, exciting feeling, standing there in a
slave precision. In front of so many, being stroked like this by a man I
didn't know. I heard James giving encouragement, saying how I liked to
have my nipples squeezed at the same time. This was all getting a little
to much for me, as I closed my eyes, my breathing got deeper. Then it
happened the first clear fluid seeped out. With that the hand came off,
as I got told what a dirty slut I am, and made wipe it off with my finger
then lick it up.
"What do you have to say, Bitch," Master asked.
"Sir, thank you for stroking my clit for me Sir." I said, still with my
head bowed.
God, I was right at the point of wanting to be taken all the way, just
like that day with James. But no I just had to leave it, not even allowed
to put it away out of site.


Later Justin would be given the same indignity of take his Masters penis
out, then asking if he could have the pleasure of drinking his Golden
water in front of everyone. His Master just said, "That is all you're
good for, drinking piss and eating my shit." there was no sign of
embarrassment as he just took that cock in and drunk all that was given.
As I watched, I just hoped and prayed it didn't have the same effect on
me this time. It did a little, but I was left alone thank goodness, as I
knew it would come straight away. As my balls were feeling tight and full
ready to explode. After watching them both drinking their Masters urine
so openly this way. I realized it wouldn't be long before I would be
drinking, unashamed in front of others. But it was not to be tonight.


I noticed for quite some time Dan and Justin remained on the floor, still
leashed. If there Masters took them anywhere they would crawl on all
fours. They were even given my bowls to eat some mush out of at one
stage. This brings me to where one master that was talking to my Master
saying how he'd like to have me for a while. As he thinks I need another
sort of training. Master gave him a big smile saying, "Well I've only
had it a short time, but maybe soon." Hearing that and not able as a
slave to ask anything, I was just left wondering what?
[that will be another chapter]


Sir, who had been busy mixing talking around. Now came over asking Master
"Do you think I should get it ready now?" I new that was me as I'm the
only `it' here, so get me ready for what, I thought.
"Yes take it now, we'll all be down, say 15 minutes." Master said
handing Sir the leash. I was led away with all eyes on me, of down to the
Dungeon. The thought of now going to be punished in front of all these
masters plus the other slaves. I was nervous, but just thinking I hope I
can take it, so Justin and Dan don't think I'm a big sissy wimp. On
entering the Dungeon I could smell incense burning, which was quite
soothing. The main light came on as I got pulled down the steps,
finishing up next to the table. When I got told to take my shoes and
panties off, then lie face up on the table. I took off the panties not
knowing now where to put them. So just held them in my hands, caressing
them over my stomach. Till Sir noticed what I was doing and pulled them
from me, chucking them over onto the bench. Lying on my back, I began
wondering what is going to happen to me now. My feet were lifted and
strapped high in these stirrups. Leaving my rear exposed to the World, my
hands had to go behind my head. Sir came between my legs took hold of the
little string, with one short sharp tug it was out. Then in went a well
greased up vibrating bulb, god it felt good, but seemed to go that far up
that I was getting scared. But just as quickly it came out again. Then I
got released from the table, given my panties to put back on and told to
kneel at a point where Sir put his foot. "Now just wait there till we
come back and don't move a muscle. When your Master comes in stand in a
slave position." with that he left turning out the light and closing the
door behind him. I felt so alone, so nervous, my stomach turning, not
knowing what is about to happen to me. Even goosebumps developed on my
arms, the floor got harder the more I tried not to move, as I knelt
waiting.


My stomach still turning, I shook even more nervously, as the light came
back on. I heard the door being opened, a lot of talking and many
footsteps coming into the Dungeon. The first two I noticed coming were
the Masters leading their slaves, followed by the other masters. Who then
stood around, all looking my way. Still kneeling, head bowed hands behind
my neck. It was an uncomfortable position to be in, not able to look at
anyone. But could feel all eyes on me as I wondered what is about to
happen. The seconds that seemed like minutes ticked away, my arms started
shaking with the tension of waiting, even my eyes watered up. God! Please
don't let me cry now in front of everybody, I thought to myself. Please,
someone just say something. I knew better than to look up, or even turn
my eyes sideways. That is a disobedient thing for a slave to do, I've
well learned that. All of a sudden I heard some soft music in the
background, I knew it to be one of Masters favourite tapes of chanting
music. I liked it too, but wished something was happening to me. If I
could only say "Please master punish me anyway you wish. Let them all
know how I deserve to be given a good thrashing."
Suddenly I noticed this black capped figure standing before me. Quickly I
stood keeping my head bowed, my hands went back behind my neck. I could
only feel his eyes piercing though me in silence. His hand cupped under
my chin, raising my head, till I looked my Master straight in the eye.
The hood of the cape was over his head which made him look a bit spooky.
Even more so than the other night, as he stood so close over me, his face
shaded from the light. Still holding my chin firmly he began.
"Put your hands at your side." That I was so pleased to do, just to
relief the aching in them. "It's about time you learnt what a man feels
like. I'm going to take your virginity from you in front of all my
friends. I own every part of you inside and out. You know that, don't
you Pansy?"
"Yes this body is completely yours Master to use as you wish." hoping to
sound proud that my body belonged to this Master standing dominate before
me.
"Now you Sissy slave Slut! Beg for all you're worth for your Master to
fuck that Pussy of yours. To fuck you just like a slave bitch needs to
have a man's cock pounding in its pussy."
I fell to my knees lowered my head to Masters feet, then begged. "Please
Master take your slaves pussy. I need to feel you deep up inside of me.
To have your hot sperm coating this slaves inside. Take me, use me, this
body sissy has no other use but to give you pleasure." I bent right down,
licked then kissed Masters feet with all the love and affection I had.
"Stand up," I was ordered.


As I stood I noticed Master to be shirtless under the cape, then the
lights were dimmed, except for the one over the table. Now standing
either side of me were Dan and Justin. "Take its panties off and tie it
on the table," Master said to the two slaves beside me. I watched with
delight in his eyes Dan slowly removing my panties. Holding them,
stroking gently over the satin and lace before Sir took them from him.
Without any mercy, I was lifted, then dropped face up on the cold vinyl
covered table. With one either side of me, they lifted and attached my
feet to the stirrups. Which seemed to be even higher now, than when Sir
tied me down. My arms were then pulled behind my head to be tied firmly.
Once they had me tied down I couldn't help but feeling them both gently
caressing my arms and sides before stepping away, leaving me. There I now
lay, this sissy body on display, exposed for all to view and make
humiliating remarks about. As they enjoyed doing, about my small
pussy-entrance how it's going to be stretched. How Master's going to
make a proper girl of me. Someone even said, seen as it wants to be
treated like a girl, wonder if it'll have babies. This talk and laugher
ended when Master came to stand between my parted legs. Looking down at
the erection I was displaying, then silently into my eyes. I couldn't
help myself as I said, "Please Master take my virginity away now." I also
wanted to tell him how much I do love him, but knew I couldn't, I'm
only a slave. I gave a we smile hoping he noticed it, as a sign of love,
a sign of honour. That my Master would take this sissy slave virginity
from her. My eyes remained on Master as he pushed back the hood of the
cape. Placing his kind warm hands on my butt cheeks, lifting me higher
only to spit a thick one over my hole. I felt his penis rub against the
thick spittle as he lowered me. His hands now took my hips, holding me
still. I lay there looking to him not knowing what to expect, this is all
a new experience for me. So much bigger than the vibrator or my tampons.
I could feel the head of his penis sitting at the entrance to my fanny,
even the feel of his spittle was there. After so long wanting someone to
take my virginity, it's about to happen. Only not in the way I had hoped
years earlier.


Then it all happened. One quick sharp thrust forward and Master had
entered to take what is his. It was a pain I'd never experienced before,
as he pushed at my inner muscles. I could do nothing but scream out "Oh
my God!! Please, Please NO!!" as I thrust my restrained body about. But
Master still had a firm hole of my waist. I felt hands touching and
holding me still the best they could. Then I heard Justin ask, "Master
can I speak to him?" with that Master said "It's not a him, but go on."
Softly as he was stroking the side of my face, Justin said "Just push
out, like you're having a shit, it'll help open your muscles." I looked
at him saying "It hurts so much." at the same time I did as he said.
Suddenly Bingo! Master was working deeper. The smile on my face must of
told Justin, Master had passed that point, as his hand squeezed on my
restrained wrist. There was still pain, as Master went a little deeper
then stopped again, this time he pulled back. I was about to panic
thinking he's going to pull right out. But no, another firm push forward
and more of Masters stiff rod made it presence felt. I was beginning to
get used to his invasion now. I looked to Justin giving a we smile,
turning to Dan standing on the other side. I smiled to him also, happy
that they were there with me. Two slaves watch another giving its inner
body up completely to its Master. My eyes now totally focussed on Master,
all the nervous tension had vanished. I lay enjoying what was happening
to me. Master had now entered my innermost secret part completely. I
could feel his balls sitting between my cheeks. His hands held tightly to
my up lifted thighs, his eyes now met mine, like he was reading my
thoughts. Not a word was spoken as Master kept staring into me, then
slowly withdrew his beautiful penis from me. I just looked at him and
said, "No Please don't take it out, Please Master, Fuck Me! Fuck Me! I
really need it, Please!!!" I pleaded, at the same time realising I had
spoken without permission I ask to be forgiven, as I didn't mean to
speak. With that Dan whispered in my ear, "Your Master knows that, and
you'll be saying a lot more before he's finished fucking that hole of
yours."


I could see my own cock standing proud below, oozing pre cum onto my
stomach. With a long soft moan, I let my pussy lips open to the thrust of
Masters throbbing penis going straight in, till I felt his ball sac
slapping against my arse cheeks. Slowly pulling back till only the nob
remained within, then letting me feel him sliding slowly in again. Each
inward stroke became faster and harder, my whole body seemed to vibrated
as Master slammed home. Yes, I started again telling Master how much I
wanted him in me always. The way he was making me a real girl, a proper
cock loving whore. Believe me I was feeling so very feminie being pounded
the way I was right now.
Looking straight into my eyes, Master told the other slaves to work my
tits over, squeeze them hard and its cock and balls also. Next thing a
hand went under my bra pulling out my breast pads, giving much delight to
all present, by the remarks I could barely hear. The hand went back,
finding a nipple, then twisting and squeezing at the same time. The other
nipple started to get the same attention, the bra was pushed up out of
their way. Giving everyone a good view of the torture of those little
brown tits. My moans became more of a stifled scream when a hand went to
my rock hard clit, twisting, pushing, pulling it all ways. The little
marbles got twisted and squeezed the same, I could do nothing but scream
out. The restraints, plus their holding of me prevented any movement on
my part. I could only cry out to deafened ears around me. With Master
pounding my inside, the two slaves torturing my now very sensitive parts.
I thought I would faint any moment now. All of a sudden I felt Masters
strokes become shorter, sharper and harder, his breathing heavier. His
whole body seemed to tense up some, I could smell that intents sexual
aroma radiating from his body. I'm also sure I felt his cock grow even
larger, throbbing inside of me. My eyes that were looking nowhere, seeing
nothing at all. Suddenly they zoomed in locking on Masters deep purple,
sweat covered face. His eyes also seemed to be locked on mine. The black
cape he was wearing, I noticed had also disappeared. His whole body now
sparkled in perspiration. I somehow knew this was it, I'm about to be
impregnated with my Masters precious sperm. My virginity now long gone,
my inside it now also totally Masters. I could no longer feel the pain of
the two slaves torturing my nipples, my clit. My whole being was now
focussed totally on my Master taking what is rightfully his. That in its
self made this slave so very, very happy.


I didn't even think of all his friends being present watching, as he
took the final steps to controlling every part of this sissy slaves body.
I knew Master was saying something, but my mind and body were completely
consumed in the pleasure I was receiving as his thick pulsating manly
penis stroked pleasantly over something inside of me. All of a sudden I
thought all hell had let loose, Master just seemed to give a few more
short, quick thrusts forward, penetrating even deeper it seemed like. I
thought I was about to take his balls as well, as he just shuddered,
holding tightly at my waist. His long deep moans, the calling of
unflattering names of his pussy slave. I felt his rock hard penis
jerking, I don't know how many volleys of sperm he fired into me. But I
knew he'd shot his lot, once he just held still, but staying deep inside
of me. His breathing still coming from deep down, I could almost see his
heart beating wildly. His whole body still glittering in preparation, how
I wanted to touch it. I thought I might of felt his hot sperm jettison
into me, coating my inside. The same way it does going down my throat.
But no only the feel of his thick penis jerking violently inside my
pussy. Then just looking at me, not a word was said. I wanted to thank
Master for taking my virginity. But knew not to speak, as Master still
seemed deep in thought. My eyes still remained focussed on Masters as he
began to regain his strength. The sweat that covered his body, now
dripping onto my lower stomach. That also felt so welcome, landing just
above my still erect clit, now hoping for some relief of its own.


With the wilting of Masters spent penis, he soon flopped out. Leaving me
with that empty feeling, wanting to ask `Please Master put it back in, I
don't want to ever be without it.' Now I know why I couldn't feel his
sperm ejaculating to cover my inside. I also didn't notice before he
entered me, but Master used a rubber over his penis. As he slid it off,
dropping it on my lower stomach. Dan had a towel ready to wipe clean my
Masters cock for him. God I wished I could be released so I could clean
and thank Master for taking my virginity for me. Nothing was said right
now, but Master noticed a disappointed look on my face. Yes, disappointed
because I hoped Master would of left his sperm deep inside pussy.


It was about this time I seemed to come back to earth and noticed all the
others standing around the table watching Master pounding my little
pussy. As I looked either side, there still stand next to me were the
slaves Justin and Dan. They both gave me a smile, as to say
Congratulations you've lost your virginity at last. I returned the smile
to each of them. No one else took any notice of me, even that Peter
looked at me like I was nothing, only a slave.
"Well, I think I need a drink after that. Guess we all do, lets go
upstairs again shall we." Master said to everyone. I was still tied to
the table, thinking I'm going to be left here now. Maybe for others to
come down to use me. I lay there feeling quite dejected, as this isn't
the way I'd dreamed of losing my virginity. This biggest thing in my
life so far, losing my virginity to my Master. No soft sentimental
background music playing, no sweet kisses to say `did you enjoy that
Sissyboy'. Now not a soul is left to enjoy it with, to tell them how
happy it has made me. For so long wanting someone to take it, to have
that wonderful feeling of a throbbing penis spewing its hot sperms into
my boy-womb. I'm just left lying there restrained, legs still tied high
in there stirrups. My pussy tunnel exposed ready for whoever wants come
back to use it. Yes, this sissy felt sad for itself, looking down at one
twitching clit still wearing its lace garter, with a little droplet
hanging from its slit. God! I can't even get pleasure from that now.
Emotions took me over as tears started to run freely from my eyes again.


I know it hadn't been long since, when I heard the two slaves coming
back. Well I knew it was one anyway, as I could hear Dan's ankle chains
rattling on the floor. Then I saw them, both with smiles on their faces
as they got closer. Justin had a small tray in his hands which he put on
the bench, before coming over to me to introduce himself. "Hello slave,
I'm Justin also a slave," then bent over and gave me the most beautiful
kiss on the lips. Well it's been so long since I've been given a kiss
by anyone. But it was beautiful and soft, even his tongue touched gently
between my lips. I felt his nose-ring and its little chain touching my
cheek as he kissed me, it felt a little erotic in a way and looked so
good on him. `But I do hope Master doesn't ring me like that, as he
said would'. That sensitive touch triggered something deep within me, in
turn making my clit jerk a little more. Not to be outdone Dan kissed me
in the same loving way and introduced himself also before saying. "So we
now have another slaveboy to be with. What's your name?"
"I don't have a name, Master just calls me what ever he thinks of like
Pansy, Sissy, Bitch. Anything because I'm not a real boy like you are,
I'm a sissy, so says I'm just an `It' Anyway I'm not meant to talk
to anyone Master said."
"That's OK." Dan said "Your Master sent us down here to be with you for
about fifteen minuets or so. You have to redo your make up before we take
you back to your Master."
With that they released me from the table, but not before pushing their
fingers up my newly fucked fanny, for their own amusement. It did feel so
good. I couldn't help closing my eyes, hoping for more as I pushed my
pussy forward over the intruding finger, while quietly pleading "Please
fuck me again." But not thinking neither could caged up the way they
were. Without looking I knew clitty was standing ridged also hoping to be
stroked. I again asked if they'd put their hand around my clitty, all to
no avail. As I was told "You're not allowed to cum, so we better not, as
we would all be whipped." They must of known just how close I was to
squirting my sissy cream. Dan took Masters used cum fulled rubber of my
stomach, wrapping it up. Now released and standing before them, I noticed
the agony they must of been suffering. As both their penises were
straining painfully against their mesh enclosures. I realized they must
of been well trained slaves, as nether showed any sign of discomfort or
even went to touch themselves. As I know I would of.


The tray Justin brought down had my make up, plus a hand mirror on it. As
I went about fixing my face and hair. Surprisingly I didn't feel the
least bit embarrassed doing it in front of them, as they watched. As I
went to put my silicon pads back in, Dan took them, giving one to Justin
just to feel. I wasn't sure what they would say, as I lowered my head
not wanting to see or hear their reaction. Dan then remarked, "this is
the first time I've seen a girl putting her make up on. Do these make
you feel more like a girl." Pointing to the pad, then he asked, "Do you
like being used as a girl slave."
"Yes I do very much, I just love wearing all these pretty girly things.
On top of it, being used as a slave is all I want, it's all I am. Just
like you two I guess." I told them.
"I guess you're right, there's nothing like having a Master to serve
and punishing you." Justin said, as he wiped his hand over his Latex
covered backside. That gave Dan the signal to go and pull them back to
have a close look at his cane marks. "When did you get caned last," Dan
asked him and indicating for me to come over and see the black and blue
results of a good caning.
"That was this morning, I hadn't been punished since Tuesday. So Master
thought I must be in need of some more by now and to remind me to behave
tonight." he said unashamed.
I couldn't take my eyes away from those marks, thinking of him lying
there, that cane laying into him. Hearing his screaming, crying, begging
for mercy. Oh God! I just developed a stiff clit again, thinking of it
happening to me right now. No way could it or did it go unnoticed. As Dan
said, "you better get rid of that and remember you're not allowed to
cum."


In this short space of time together I've discovered we are just three
slaves. Me being a sissy wearing dresses and being treated like a girl.
Is no different to Dan being chained the way he is, or Justin having a
decent size ring through his nose attached via a thin chain to his
collar. We are nothing but slaves to serve our Masters. Once I'd
finished doing my make up Etc. Dan told me I looked very pretty which
made me blush a little, but also made me feel really good and excepted by
them. When I went to put my panties on, I quickly got told NO!! You're
not to wear them. Just your shoes, no panties, with that Dan took them
from me. I watched as he and Justin couldn't help touching them,
caressing them over their hairless bodies, before putting them back on
the bench. Justin then attached the leash to my collar, to lead me back
to my Master. I couldn't help pulling back a little, to ask them both
shyly, if I could give them a hug before we go. Yes, they were both happy
to oblige with we kisses all around, saying not to worry, we often have
discipline sessions together, so we'll be see a lot of you from now on.
Justin said, "We even have times when we are allowed to talk together,
which is fun." Oh well I thought, if talking together is fun. So be it,
it must be fun. Justin then remarked about having a bigger cage now, hope
we can all fit in it. I know there wasn't time to ask any questions
about what had just been said. Only I told them how I felt more at ease
with them, than I did with Peter the other night.
"Don't worry about him, he thinks slaves are just proper bits of shit,
but between us, he's no better." Dan said. With that Justin pulled at my
leash saying, "We must go, our Masters will be waiting, and not another
word till your Master speaks to you."


On our arrival back, Justin bowed deeply to Master as he handing over my
leash. Not a word was said as Justin went straight to his Master. I knew
I couldn't look at him as he departed, as much as I wanted to. At least
I'll be seeing them again, Oh! how I hope we can kiss each other like
before. That felt so warm and loving after so long and thinking I'll
never be kissed again. I wonder whether I should tell Master about it, or
it's something just between slaves. I better keep quiet or they might
get into trouble also. Then they wouldn't want to be friends with me,
even a slave want to have friends. So not a word was said.


Standing back by Master, I couldn't help but hear all the offers to use
his sissies pussy. I knew now I'm going to be used just like a common
whore. As Master gives them the use of my pussy, possible my whole body.
Guess now I'll have to get used to it, as a slave has to be used as its
Master wishes. As degrading as it was hearing all their remarks, even
having to let them feel up my just taken pussy tunnel. But worse of all,
having my clit lightly stroked, knowing I'm not allowed to squirt.
Having their finger put in my mouth for me to suck clean. Then hearing
the remarks, how good it must be at sucking cock. As Master moved about
amongst their friends, I remained beside him, being pulled like a dog on
its leash. Always available for hands to grope this sissy slaves body,
anyway they wished. Standing beside Dan's Master, I went to look at Dan,
whose head was also bowed. Thinking how nice it would be to be with him
and Justin again. Suddenly a sharp pull to my leash, a couple of firm
slaps across my backside. As Master asked what the fuck are you looking
at bitch!! I didn't know what to say to prevent a public strapping. So
just said, "I'm sorry Master," with my head lowered, hoping above hope
that would suffice.
"Even another slave won't be interested a sissy bitch like you. So
don't look at him." another harder slap landed to join the previous two.
I could tell at no time did Dan looking my way.


My backside was still stinging, I was still feeling embarrassed, by
having everyone watching Master slapping me. When Sir came taking my
leash, leading be to the centre of the room. As I stood there, Sir called
for silence to announce. "As you all can see sissy has spent most of the
night displaying its stiff little clitty for you to enjoy and play with.
You know it hasn't wanted to shoot its contents for a few days now.
Because it wants all of our friends to watch it squirting its sissy
juice."
Thankfully my head was bowed, my hands behind my neck. I felt so
humiliated hearing Sir saying that, then to hear the remarks coming at me
from all corners of the room. I didn't have to look at myself to know
how red my face had become. What had been semi erect, suddenly lost all
signs of life.
"OK. Pansy show all these lovely men how you like to milk all that sissy
cream out," Sir said.
Slowly unclasping my hands, gently caressing over my body as I worked my
way down towards my soft clit. Still not looking up, I closed my eyes
fondled softly over the little toy between my legs. The thought of
everyone looking at me, made me think of the day at the sex shop doing it
for James. The thought of him being here also again watching me, seemed
to put life back into my clit. As I could feel the swelling between my
warm soft fingertips. Enclosing it in the palm of my right hand, gently
stroking over the expanding, thickening length. Pulling back the skin to
display the purple gland head to all. Putting my left hand under to
caress over my heavy cherry sac. The sexual sensation was now building
fast, I throw my head backwards, eyes still closed. My thoughts went back
to Master taking my cherry not long before. The fingers of my left hand
suddenly, quickly went under to pussy, where Master had entered. Pushing
in one, then trying for two, but to no success at this time. I could
sense Justin and Dan my slave friends watching. God! how I wished one or
both were licking me, sucking out my sissy juice. The whole time my mind
was wondering everywhere. From Master fucking me, being on display like I
am for all. Wishing I was fully dressed up in all my pretty clothes,
looking as feminine as possible for them. Then the thought of Master
wanting to take me and whip me, torture me, as they all watched.
Listening to me crying out, screaming, thrusting my restrained body about
as I begged for mercy. Even having them watch as Master put me into my
nappies and plastics. All my sexual wants were playing havoc with my now
tight cherry sac, my clit was standing hot n thick between in my clinched
fist. I couldn't take my right hand off. So the left had to caress
between my little sac, my pussy, up to fondle over my breast, under to
squeeze those sensitive nipples. Every sensitive part of my body was
alive with sexual needs. My fingertips, lips, the tip of my tongue, my
titties, God, it seemed my whole body was aching for sexual relief. My
temperature had raisin to boiling point I think. Suddenly I found myself
crying out for Master, "Please Master Fuck Me!!! Please take me again!!!"


I don't believe it was my eagerness to get fucked again. But Sir just
pulled my hands away, leaving me standing completely exposed, panting
like a cornered wild animal. One ridged throbbing clit dribbling, opening
my eyes to look towards Sir, wondering why? Only to see him now behind me
shirtless, a chair placed about two feet in front of me.
"Bend right over, put your hands at the back of the seat, your head right
down and legs wide apart?" Sir demanded, in a voice that sounded full of
lust.
No sooner had I obliged, when my legs were kicked further apart. A
greased finger suddenly pushed its way straight up my pussy, coming out
just as quick, then two were being forced up. Causing tearful sissy
squeals to expel my lips. No notice was taken of it, as the next thing
Sir took a firm hold of my hips. Not a word was said as he just pushed
against the entrance of pussy. Even though it still hurt a lot, I knew
now to push to part those muscles. Giving Sir easier access to my pussy
tunnel. With a tight grip on the chair, my eyes closed, biting on my
lower lip not wanting to make a sound. I was savouring the slow but
forceful entry of Sir's penis. Sliding deep within this sissies pussy,
till I felt his ball sac touching between my cheeks. His rigid penis now
sitting happily in my wantoned pussy. Sir just held firm for a while,
then slowly retracted all the way out. The tip of his thick cock rested
at the lips of pussy, then, straight in faster this time. Showing much
more urgency, as he slid all the way home, just to retreat again. But
this time keeping the gland head inside, only to thrust forward faster
and I'm sure deeper. Now Sir was working on me with a firm steady
rhythm. The withdrawal seemed slower than his forward thrust, as he went
they seemed to become equal. His touch inside of me also started playing
havoc with something just inside of my pussy. My mind was getting blown
away with the sensual pleasures it gave me. My clit was standing like a
rod of steel, the heat was building up within. Apart from the pleasures
Sir was bestowing on my pussy. I knew the throbbing, the twitching, the
pressure building up below wouldn't last much longer. The feel of Sir's
hot thick penis pounding away inside of me. I could feel his heart
beating faster, his breathing become faster, deeper. His grip on my waist
was now vise like as he rode me, even to the point of feel his sweat
dripping on my back `beautiful'. His moans became longer, deeper, his
words to me wouldn't be used in his classroom, I'm sure, I hope.
Opening my eyes I noticed seeping from my piss slit, I was also moaning
aloud with the pleasure, as I through my head about trying to hold off
the enviable. Somehow I noticed Justin kneeling before me holding my
bowl. Seeing him, his ringed noise with chain hanging from it, just made
be lose it. As I cried out loudly for all to hear, "Oh!! Daddy, Daddy,
I'm Cuuummmmmiiinnnggggg!!!! OOOH FUUUUCCCK!!! I"M SQUIRTTTIIINNNG!!!!
As I shot volley after volley of hot sissy juice. Exhausted my head just
fell resting on the chair, I felt weak. But was still being held in
Sir's grip as he continued pounding into me. All of a sudden he just
thrust one last time deep hard and fast into my pussy. The deep moans
UUMMMMM YEESSSS TAAKKKEE THISSSS YYYOUUU SLLLAAAVVVVEEE
BBBIIIITTCCHHHHHHH!!!!! I could feel that hot jerking of throbbing man
cock expelling its contents. But again there wasn't the feeling I was
hoping for, the feel of hot sperm spewing out covering my inner walls.
Yes leaving his seed inside, making me his.


Sir collapse on top of me, completely spent of all the strength he had. I
couldn't move, but who cares, Sir's body felt so nice and warm, even to
have the touch and smell of his leather pants on me felt wonderful. His
heart beating over me, the warmth of his breath blowing at my hair, the
aroma of his sweat and feel of his perspiration on ones back. What more
could a slave wish for. All to soon he had regained his strength and
composure. The rock hard cock that had been pounding away inside of me,
now lay deflated, slowly Sir withdrew himself from my love tunnel.
Leaving me with that empty feeling, yet again, but satisfied that I'd
now been taken by both my Masters in front of their friends. That I'd
also be able to jettison my sissy juice, even without touching. Still a
little weak on my feet, I remained as I was resting on the chair, face
down, legs still parted letting the cool breeze circulate around my just
fucked hole. I couldn't help hearing everyone congratulating Sir on the
way he took me. Again I was just left there, no notice was taken of me.
When I did manage to get to my feet, looking down at my soft clit. I
realized the little lace garter was still tied and sitting snugly around
the base of my clit after all that. I noticed the bowl I'd squirted into
was now empty of my sissy cream. In its place lay a stretched out, limb,
cum filled rubber, Sir had used. As I quickly looked around, I'm sure
Justin and Dan had been allowed to consume the contents.


By the time the party was over, I'm sure everyone except Dan and Justin
had felt me up in some humiliating, degrading way. Made embarrassing
remarks about my sissy status. Which really didn't bother me, as I'm
proud to be a sissy, as I am a slave. Even though a few knew, I was
fortunate enough not to be got ready for bed before they left. Instead,
it was just strip naked, hands behind my neck, head bowed, then led by
the leash between then all. Many hands fondled my body as Master slowly
walked me by. The only ones that didn't, I wished could of were Justin
and Dan. They were still held firmly by their Masters, who weren't slow
in playing with my clit or titties. Then it was of down to spend the
night in the cage, at least Master gave me a small pillow and a blanket
to wrap up in. Before pushing me in, Master pulled out his cock telling
me, it needs emptying. I didn't hesitate in getting down to drink his
hot salty urine. Once locked in for the night, I lay thinking over all
that had happened. At last I've lost my virginity, big time, as both my
Masters took me. Something I was beginning to think wouldn't be
happening to me. Also to meet two other slave-boys, who seem really nice.
Hope it won't be long before we can be together again. It seemed to take
awhile, but I drifted of into a peaceful sleep. Not waking till Master
shook the cage in the morning, it was even daylight. After putting my
collar and leash back on, I was taken to the toilet, also to clean my
teeth. Then it was into Masters bedroom, where I had to stand at the foot
of the bed, legs apart, hands to my sides. I went to lower my head, only
to be told to look up and straight ahead. They both lay there looking
straight at me, in silence. I tried turning my eyes away from there
stare.
"Didn't I tell you to look Straight Ahead?" Master asked in a quite but
firm voice.
"Yes Master," I quickly looked straight back to them.
"That's better, Now are you pleased you've lost your virginity at
last?" he asked
"Oh yes, Thank you so much Masters for taking it."
"You were upset weren't you that we used skins and didn't cum in you,
weren't you?"
"Yes I was Master, I wanted to have your sperm coating my inside, so I
could feel and know it is your beautiful juices in me. Just like when I
suck you off, Masters." I told them.
"Now I want you to listen and listen good, I'm not telling you this
again." Master said firmly.
Once again I received the lecture about AIDS and using condoms. That I'm
Never to have a cock up me without a rubber on it. Anyone they let use me
will alway use rubbers, I won't be going with anyone else. I was then
asked If I'd used or ever played with condoms before.
"No Master I haven't."
"Well you'll have to learn how to put them on. From now on that pussy is
to alway be available, anytime, anywhere, we want to fuck you. So you'll
have to put it on us, understood?" he asked.
"Yes, Master, and thank you for taking care of me like that."
"Hey! You are our slave, but that doesn't mean we don't care about
you." then he said something that really hit me deep down. "You know we
both really love you very much. Yes as much as we know you love us."
My mouth opened, tears came to my eyes [yet again] I couldn't hold them
back, as I said.
"Yes Masters I do love you both more than anyone or anything. I love
being with you, I love the way you treat me. I know I'm only a slave,
but I just want to be your slave Masters." With tears streaming down my
cheeks.
Master called me over to him. Grabbing hold of me, pulling me onto their
bed. Both gave me a big loving hug, Yes, even a kiss on the cheek.
Telling me nothing bad will ever happen to me. I felt like a baby lying
there crying, now knowing they think as much of me as I do of them.

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Again I'm sorry for the delays in writing this chapter 14.