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All characters in this story are of legal age.
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“Please let me loose, Mistress, I’m so very sorry!” I pleaded.
I would have knelt down in supplication but I was tethered by my neck to the punishment post. I had been stripped of my sissy maid uniform, and stood there ashamedly in my long-line bra, extra-firm panty girdle and lace-topped garter stockings. I must have looked a mess because my mascara runs and my face turns red whenever I cry.
Meanwhile Mistress Lilith was on her velvet throne a few feet away in the punishment room. My sissy sister, Honey Lamb, wearing a sunshine yellow play suit, was seated blissfully on Lilith’s lap. Mistress was kissing Honey and fondling her silicone boobs. My other sister, Prissy Missy, was on the floor licking Lilith’s toes and sneaking glances up her leather micro-skirt. The three femmes were clearly enjoying themselves and paid no attention to my pitiful pleas.
Finally, Mistress grew tired of playing with Honey and rolled her off on top of Prissy. Both sissies yelped. Mistress mildly admonished them for unladylike behavior, but those two suck-ups (whom I hate) immediately gained Mistress Lilith’s affection again. They stood, curtsied, beamed their sweetest smiles to Mistress and apologized in unison.
“We’re so very sorry, Mistress. We only live to please you, Mistress.”
They practically sang their apology like song birds.
Mistress Lilith returned their smiles and motioned them to her side. She whispered to Honey Lamb who went off and then whispered to Prissy Missy who immediately lay belly down across Lilith’s knees.
Sister Prissy was wearing a pink ballerina outfit that I adored with a dainty camisole, leotards and a tutu skirt. Mistress pulled down Prissy’s tights and began fondling the sissy’s boi clitty which started my sister moaning. Intense jealousy welled up inside me.
When Honey returned she was carrying a silver tray with a rubber glove and a tube of lubricant. As Mistress held out her hand Honey Lamb fitted the glove onto it. Then Honey lubed the middle finger and Lilith held it up for me to see. Clearly it was intended for Prissy’s fortunate behind.
My sorrow, anger and jealousy all mixed together, overwhelming me. I shouted out “Stop it, Mistress! Finger me instead, I deserve it more!”
All three of the ladies were stunned into silence by my inappropriate outburst but Lilith recovered quickly and sent Honey on another errand. Meanwhile I looked on in dismay while Mistress gently finger-fucked my nemesis and continued espiye escort stroking Prissy’s clitty.
I hated Prissy and Honey Lamb more than ever. Why didn’t Mistress Lilith ever fuck me? Why didn’t she kiss me and play with my titties? I served Mistress faithfully every day. I awoke early to prepare her breakfast, bathed her, dressed her and did her hair, nails and make-up. Meanwhile Lilith and her two pets lounged around all morning in their silky peignoirs and browsed fashion magazines.
Every day after I gave them lunch, they retired to Madame’s boudoir and locked the door. Afternoons while I cleaned house they put on pretty sun dresses and relaxed by the pool, gossiping, giggling and sipping cocktails. Yet the most I could expect from Lilith was the occasional pat on the head or a ‘good girl’ compliment.
When Honey Lamb returned this time she was carrying male underpants and a pair of argyle socks. She stripped me of my lingerie and forced me into the boy clothing. The humiliation was complete. My sexy maid’s outfit and my lovely feminine undergarments were gone. I was imprisoned in ugly menswear. Lilith and Honey Lamb laughed at me while Prissy wriggled in ecstasy.
I knew the reason for my punishment and I must admit that it was a serious offense. I had snagged one of Mistress’s cunt hairs while trimming and styling her muff. When she flinched, my sharpened thumb nail scratched her clitoris. I immediately applied saliva from my tongue directly to the Mistress Lilith’s sensitive nub but the damage was done. Mistress screamed for her two other sissies and had me chained where I am now.
Mistress knows how to inflict pain, of course, and she understands that my greatest torment is being denied feminine attire. That’s why I am being punished in mens underwear. She also knows that I crave her attention and that I am intensely jealous of Honey Lamb and Prissy Missy. So Mistress continued edging Prissy ever closer to climax. Meanwhile, she spread her legs for Honey to lick her pussy.
Now that both Prissy and Mistress Lilith were writhing in pleasure, the Mistress gave Honey permission to fondle her own boi clitty. The two sissies waited for Lilith to climax and then looked upon her with imploring eyes hoping for permission to finish themselves. Little did they know that their wildest fantasies were about to come true. Nor did I realize that my worst torment was at hand.
At that moment Lilith threw Prissy off her knees and as my sissy sister lay helplessly etiler escort on the floor Mistress jumped on top and impaled her queenly pussy on Prissy’s throbbing erection. She thrust herself up and down on Prissy, over and over while yelling “You little bitch!!! Don’t you dare!!! I’ll tell you when!!!” Prissy held back until Mistress commanded “Now, Prissy, now!!!” Then the slut unloaded in Mistress’s pussy while screaming in sissy delight.
The moment that Prissy let loose, the Mistress knocked Honey Lamb to the floor and unsnapped the crotch of her play suit. Then Mistress descended on Honey’s boi clitty with her dripping wet pussy. Honey’s shock at being floored and ravished quickly gave way to pleasure as Lilith fucked her from above.
Lilith switched from the violent fucking and yelling she had inflicted on Prissy Missy to gentle, smooth, sensual stroking for Honey Lamb. Then Mistress began warmly kissing Prissy who was still down, even while she continued making sweet love to Honey Lamb.
Just when I thought that my envy and humiliation could not get any worse, Mistress told the two sissies that they were her best girlfriends and that she adored them both. At hearing that Honey Lamb was overcome by emotion and climaxed inside of Mistress. Without permission!!!
All three of us sissies expected a violent response to this travesty from Mistress. I hoped that Honey Lamb would be chained to the punishment post and that I would be freed. After all, hadn’t I suffered enough already? Apparently not.
Honey Lamb was sobbing because of her indiscretion but, to everyone’s amazement, Mistress dried her tears and consoled her. Then the surreal became real. Mistress lay on her back with her legs spread apart and told my two hated siblings that they could take turns fucking her for as long as they wished.
Prissy Missy went first. She started by giving Mistress gentle foreplay but Lilith told Prissy she didn’t want it, she just wanted him to enjoy himself.
Wait! Did I hear that right? Did Mistress call Prissy ‘him’? Yes! Then, when he finished, Mistress praised his virility. “You did me, twice, you big stud!” she gushed.
Of course Honey Lamb could not wait to prove that she too was a stud who could do it twice. She roughly pushed Prissy off of Mistress but Prissy took offense and a brief cat fight ensued. They were pulling hair, scratching and biting until Mistress forcefully separated the two ninnies.
Then Mistress lay down again and let Honey have etimesgut escort her turn. Honey Lamb did not offer foreplay. She plunged right into Mistress and finished in record time yelling “Yipee! Ride ’em cowboy!” Mistress praised Honey for being so macho.
Then she turned to Prissy and invited him to be even more macho than Honey. Prissy asked for permission to spank Mistress and then take her from behind. Mistress praised Prissy for being such a brutish man but said she was a little disappointed that she asked for permission. With that Prissy grabbed Mistress by the hair, forced her to her knees, spanked her hard and fucked her vigorously. Mistress smiled all the while.
Honey went next. She told Mistress that she was going to fuck her until she begged him to stop. Lilith began begging almost immediately and then started fake crying. When Honey Lamb continued pounding away, Mistress cried harder and whined that his manly dick was too big for her delicate little girl pussy. I couldn’t believe my ears. Honey Lamb climaxed extra hard when he heard that.
Prissy immediately mounted Mistress and said he would fuck her so hard she would cry out for her mother.
“Mommy! Mommy!” cried Lilith, as Prissy’s cum exploded inside her.
Finally the two exhausted sissies lay on the floor, too spent to bone Lilith again, but deliriously happy.
Mistress sauntered over to my punishment post. Her pussy was draining copious amounts of sissy fluids as she unchained me. I was completely traumatized by what I had just witnessed. I slumped down into a fetal position on the floor and began sucking my thumb.
Mistress crouched down and lifted my chin with her manicured finger until my eyes met hers. “I’m going to let you rest for the remainder of the day” she said “but right after breakfast tomorrow you must finish styling my muff. You’ll be more careful this time. Won’t you, sissy?”
“Yes, Mistress” I replied somberly.
“Good girl” said Mistress as she smiled.
“Meanwhile, Honey Lamb and Prissy Missy will be going to bed with me tonight and there will be lots of banging. The noise won’t bother you. Will it?”
“No, Mistress” I said as tears well up in my eyes.
“That’s a good sissy!” said Mistress coolly. “Go ahead and cry. It will do you good.”
She patted my head and began to walk away leaving a trail of cum behind her. Then she stopped and said “Lick this spunk off my nylons, Sissy.”
“Of course, Mistress” I pouted.
When I had licked the dripping sissy juice from her stockings Mistress looked down on me with expectation. So, I cleaned her coochie, too.
After I finished with her crack and pubic hairs and I had swallowed everything she smirked and said “I hope you enjoyed your dinner.”
Then, Mistress Lilith strutted away with Prissy Missy and Honey Lamb trailing behind her.
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