Date: Thu, 17 Jun 2010 13:39:47 -0700 (PDT) From: Victoria <missvictoria6969@yahoo.com> Subject: Darla 5 The buzz at the community center was electrifying as we sissies prepared for the start of our monthly meeting. We were a sea of satin, lace and pink and white gingham as we chatted amongst ourselves, made new friends and welcomed old ones. Some of the sissies were openly kissing one another and rubbing their tented panties against one another while others, especially the Level I Sissy Scouts looked on in girlish amusement and definite arousal, though it's hard to detect that with the standard issue white petticoat we are to wear under our pretty uniforms. Most sissies find that the petticoat forces the hem of the short dress out so far that a fair amount of our leg and panties are usually on display. It's not uncommon to see a sissy rubbing herself when she's excited -- we are taught to embrace our sexuality and to be proud of it...there's nothing prettier than a sweet erection straining against the silky confines of delectable panties! We are to wear either pink or white panties -- and only silky ones are allowed. Let the real girls wear the simple cotton ones, that's what our Scout Mistress Roberta always says. I could see Roberta at the front of the room, preparing her agenda and her material for the meeting. A few parents were there to assist her -- there's usually more than a few dads who are willing to accompany their little sissies to the meeting, and that comes in handy when we have our lessons in anatomy or sexual technique and need a willing subject to practice on! Roberta is so pretty and accomplished! When it comes to a tranny role model there is none better! I may have mentioned that Roberta lives 24/7 as a female now and that her wife now acts as the husband, so to say...she makes the money and I guess she makes the decisions in the household and Roberta cooks, cleans, and sees to her needs. Roberta is always so stylish! She is always dressed in the loveliest of vintage fashions...not super old or anything, but as she explains it the women of the 50s are the epitome of the modern submissive woman...and she's always in a pretty 50s dress or silk blouse and crisp flowing skirt which is nicely petticoated, lovely sheer stockings, pearls and high heels. Her hair is long and soft and the most beautiful flame red a box of miss Clairol can produce! My mother came to a meeting once and didn't appreciate the way she dressed at all Of course Mama rarely gets out of her nightdress and if she does it's into sweatpants and a T shirt or something. She said "Only a sissy would dress like Donna Reed!" I'm not sure who she's talking about but I think her look is divine! Honestly, I don't know where I inherited my fashion sense, but it certainly wasn't from Mama! Ooh there's that little slut Veronica, with her bitchy pals Monique and Amber! I'll have to say hello. "Hello Veronica! My you look pretty today!" "Thank you Darla, of course I do. How's life in the trailer park?" "Well it's just fine, Veronica! The ruffians from the park were wondering when you would be playing with them again!" "Well. I wouldn't set foot in that park, let alone pleasure those lowlifes!" "Say, Veronica. I met with a special friend of yours the other day -- Mr. Chan at the cleaners!" Veronica looked nervous, she probably wondered if I knew she had given up her sweet ass to Mr. Chan for cookie sales! "Oh yes Mr. Chan is a whiz at getting out stains! Well come on girls, we'd best take our seats for the meeting. Good day, Darla!" I chuckled as Veronica stormed off to the other side of the assembled chairs and sat with her minions. You know, I'm not a snot or anything, and I believe in the sissy creed of satisfying our betters, but fucking is definitely off limits for a Level 3 sissy scout and fair is fair! I took my seat, being careful to flatten out my skirt beneath me and as the group hushed we looked up to see our leader take control of the meeting. She looked stunning...a sheer white long sleeved blouse with a strong stiff collar, a classic black long line brassiere underneath which looked absolutely lovely, and the blouse was tucked into a knee length silk organza skirt decorated with a large black and white print of dramatic peonies! She accentuated the look with a red leather belt and a statuesque pair of 5 inch red patent leather heels! As she walked back and forth before us you could see and hear the stiff black ruffled petticoat underneath swish back and forth against her stockings! There wasn't a sissy in the room who wasn't dying to be strutting around in that delish outfit! "So now dear sissies let us all proclaim the sissy scout creed!" "We are sissies and we love to please" On our backs or on our knees When man or woman so decrees We satisfy their needs with ease" After reciting our pledge we all readied ourself for our introductions and inspections. Each sissy sashayed up to the front of the room and curtsied before Roberta and she commented upon our overall look and presentation. Since we are all Level 1 through Level 5 Sissy Scouts we displayed a wide range of deportment. Roberta is usually very sweet and supportive but a few sissies were chastised for scuffed shoes or stockings with knee stains (we know what you were doing! GIGGLE) and she was pleased with my presentation. I curtsied prettily and knew my blond hair and understated makeup was quite pretty! Thankfully my outfit was nice and clean and I proudly displayed my sissy badges, and Roberta winked at me! One hapless sissy lumbered up to for presentation looking far too butch and was forced to walk back and forth a few times with more delicacy and a definite spring in her step. That Roberta really knows her stuff! After our intros we talked about the current funding drive and our cookie and candy sales. Veronica bragged about her sales quotas and I just sat there seething, knowing she was cheating by offering up her sissy ass to her customers! We then broke out into our Level sessions -- this is where the parent helpers really come in handy! The Level 1's were sitting before makeup mirrors applying lipstick, kissing each other until it disappeared, then reapplying different colors. Mrs. Ledbetter from the local beauty salon, the Curl Up N Dye, helped them with their applications and color selections and she partnered with sissy Angelique, who no one chose as a partner. I could understand why. Angelique needs a bit of work you see. Despite the fact that she wears a wig she hasn't perfected her female persona and still looks and acts quite boyish. Mrs. Ledbetter didn't seem to mind though, and I heard her invite Angelique back to her beauty salon for some remedial makeup sessions -- the lucky sissy! The Level 2s worked with one of the dads, Mr. Walker, and practiced masturbation techniques. He had a wonderfully long uncircumcised cock and the Level 2s enjoyed stroking his meat almost as much as Mr. Walker did! The man had incredible stamina and several lucky and talented sissies were rewarded with a creamy treat for their efforts! Each sissy who made him cum had the option of eating his cum load and cleaning him up with their tongue all by themselves, or share the duties with a fellow Level 1 Sissy Scout. Our Scout Mistress Roberta was quite interested in observing their progress and I could tell it was exciting her by the way she rubbed against the front of her skirt. Though I noticed she seemed to have a pained expression on her face, which I found odd. My group, the Level 3s were given a terrific assignment! Mr. Zell, the swim coach, stripped naked from the waist down, bent over a table and exposed his wonderfully shaved bottom to us and urged us to learn the art of pleasuring an asshole. One by one we crawled between his spread cheeks and licked and kissed his pink hole! He urged us to use our tongues "like little probing penises" and dart in and out to bring exquisite pleasure! The intent was not in preparing the hole for insertion, as sissies we are not to think that way -- it is all about bringing pleasure to the bottom we are servicing! A few sissies seemed to turn up their noses at this assignment and did not complete it with much enthusiasm, but I sure did! Mr. Zell seemed to grind his ass back against my mouth as I tongue fucked his hole and I grabbed his cock from behind, which was hard and dripping, stroking it seductively as I ate his delicious pink hole! It made me feel so submissive to have my tongue in such a private and intimate place, and my little sissy clit throbbed in my panties and actually spurt great gobs of sissy goo as I tongue fucked his tight little hole! Mr. Zell had to request Roberta's assistance in removing me from his hole so another sissy could take my place and complete the assignment. I was woozy from the experience as well as my sticky orgasm, and I relaxed on the floor, panting. I glanced over to see the Level 4s and observe their assignment. They had all removed their panties and picked partners. Sitting on the floor they each lubed up their boipussies and inserted the head of a double headed rubber dildo. They practiced using their ass muscles to draw the dildoes further and further into their holes. It was quite erotic to see them gobbling up the rubber cock and wiggling and grunting on the floor until they were "bumping muffs", as Mrs. Peterson, sissy Betty's mother, so cutely said. When the rubber cocks were entirely inserted into sissy pussy Mrs. Peterson had each girl slowly pull off the dildo to see who had done the better job of cock gobbling! Since the dildoes were a good 2 feet long it's safe to say that some of those sissies are really talented! The owner of the local sex shop, Lefty as he wanted to be called, was allowed to observe as a special thanks for providing the dildoes from his inventory. As he leered over the girls observing with a wicked smile I could see a large curved erection pushing against the left side of his trousers. The Level 5's had the most exquisite assignment of all. There are only a few of these accomplished sissies among us and they were to walk around the room exposing us to their loveliness and superiority and make clever and witty sarcastic comments to all of the rest of us. When they observed me they were quite rude, telling me I was a real "bottom feeder" and laughing at my enthusiasm in completing my assignment. One of them said "I always knew Darla was an ass kisser!" I was a bit embarrassed, but as my display of numerous badges on my uniform attests, I do take being a sissy scout quite seriously and try to do my best! I know Mr. Zell was pleased with the way I ate his hole, as he was shaking by the time they pulled me off him! I looked over to the door to the community room and who should I see but Norman! Norman the shy boy I met the other day who I discovered was a panty wearer! He decide to come and I was so pleased! I smiled at him and went over to meet him, taking him by the hand and bringing him over to Roberta. I could tell he was terribly nervous and I wondered how long he had been standing there, and observing our breakout sessions! "Scout Mistress Roberta, I have someone for you to meet! His name is Norman and I recruited him for our organization. He's a panty lover and I do believe a sissy scout at heart!" "Well hello Norman! Aren't you delicate!" Norman gulped as Roberta stroked his cheek and let her hand casually fall across his face and lips. "Come with me darling! Don't be nervous!" I followed Roberta and Norman, who she held by the hand as they walked to the front of the room. Roberta clapped her hands and drew the sissies attention! "Sissies please pull yourselves together and return to your seats! You've completed your sessions quite satisfactorily, and now we must continue!" The girls settled down and the parents wiped up where necessary, dressed and left the room, composing themselves. We drew our attention to Roberta and Norman, who stood before us nervously. He was dressed in a pair of loose fitting jeans, a plaid shirt and tennies. He looked a bit nerdy, but there is no denying his feminine walk and mannerisms, not to mention his delightful bubble butt. The moment I saw that butt I knew it had to be encased in panties! "Sissies, this is Norman. He is interested in joining our troop. Our dear Darla has graciously recruited him and deserves our congratulations! Darla please take Norman by the hand and have him join you for the remainder of our meeting. He may observe and we'll chat later. Now sissies I want to bring to your attention..." Scout Mistress Roberta's presentation was interrupted by the distinctive sound of high heels clicking on the highly polished tile floors of the community center. Roberta looked up sharply, almost in terror, to see the source of the noise. We all glanced to the door of the meeting room to see a strong confident woman enter. She was about six foot tall, with long black hair. We all gasped at how smartly she was dressed! She wore a superbly fit navy blue business suit over a white silk blouse. The jacket was impeccably tailored and the skirt fell well above the knee. She wore the most amazing tall black leather boots with what had to be 5 inch heels. She purposely strode right on up to the font of the room and we could see our dear Scout Mistress seem to wilt before us. Someone whispered that it was Roberta's wife! "Sissies, my name is Mrs. Evelyn Roberts and I own Roberta." "Please Evelyn, not in front of my troop!" We all gasped as Mrs. Roberts slapped Roberta right across the face! "Silence, Roberta! How dare you question my actions!" Roberta looked down at the floor in shame. "Now then sissies, I think I can bring a valuable perspective to your meeting. You see when you are young sissies you are all full of hormones. I know that you are encouraged to make spermies on a regular basis to rid yourselves of that nasty "maleness" that lurks inside you, though at much lower levels than normal males. However dear sissies, and I must say you all look quite charming in your little scout outfits...and some of you, well I can't imagine you having penises at all! At some point in your lives you will no doubt become owned, just as Roberta is here." We all listened with fascination. What was she getting at? "When you are an owned sissy your body is no longer yours. When I married Robert he was just a wimpy young man with a steady job who was totally devoted to me. But there was something there...a certain obedience that he displayed to me, and I married him knowing that he would do as I say and he took to panties and makeup like a babe to the nipple! The fact is that I own Roberta, and I decide when and where she will relieve her sissyclit. It has come to my attention that she has been masturbating without my permission, and I have taken corrective action!" "Mistress, please! I beg you to not reveal my shame!" "There's a lesson to be learned here sissies! I need the assistance of two sissy scouts you, yes you baby cakes, and your friend there with the hot pink lipstick -- come up here, sissies!" The two girls quickly followed her direction and she had each sissy stand on each side of Roberta, who stood before us in her pretty outfit, sobbing softly. "Sissies, lift your Scout Mistress skirt ...it's pretty isn't it sissies?" We all nodded our approval! That black and white 50s floral patterned skirt was certainly to die for! The sissies raised it to reveal Roberta's black petticoat, which was very full and crinkly. "Now sissies, raise the petticoat as well." The petticoat was lifted and we looked on curiously to see Roberta's black garter belt attached to lovely sheer black stockings. She wore no panties, and there was some type of contraption surrounding her penis, which was devoid of panties! The device appeared to be made of clear plastic and had a ring around her sissy cock and balls. The plastic sheath took the shape of a cock at rest and it appeared her sissy meat was stuffed inside with no wiggle room at all. "It's a chastity device, sissies! Modern technology has provided us dominants with the necessary tool to keep our slaves in line and chaste! No more unnecessary erections! No infidelity! No telltale dribbles of sissy sperm on our fine clothing or furniture! As you can see there is a lock at the end and I hold the key! Do you have any questions sissies?" A few brave sissies dared to raise their hands. "Miss, how does she pee?" "Well darling there is a small pee hole at the end so Roberta can relieve herself, however she must sit to pee, bu then all sissies should sit to pee!" One of the Level 1 sissies stood up and had the nerve to ask a question! "Um. Ma'am, um what happens if Roberta gets a boner?" A few of the other Level 1s giggled. "Well my dear that is quite painful when a sissy is wearing the CockCage 2000! You see the sissy must learn to control their urge to have erections. A sissy shouldn't be concerned about their needs anyway!" All of us sissies, including Norman beside me were squirming in our seats! "Now sissies, do come up and examine Roberta's new device...go ahead and touch it, rub it...try to arouse her...you'll see she is most definitely under my control!" As Roberta submissively stood before us, her skirt and petticoats pulled up out of the way, the sissies surrounded her and inspected her new chastity device. More than a few of us wondered what it must feel like to be so effectively controlled. Poor Roberta whimpered in pain as she tried to not have a sissy erection, but being touched and prodded by so many sissies made that terribly difficult! Norman seemed horrified. "Darla, I'm not sure I should really go ahead with this sissy stuff..." "Oh Normy, don't fret! After the meeting you can come back to my house for some playtime and we'll see how you feel then. I have all kinds of frilly pretty things for you to try on! I wasn't going to lose my new recruit over fears of being chastised by a dominant female! Norman is a sissy, and he will experience everything that entails!