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Hi.
A guy with a cheerleader tick got more as he wanted.
As usual I DIDN'T write this story and haven't any claim on it. If
you have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is then
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If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try to
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Enjoy the story.
Ciao
Nostrumo
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2___The_Adventures_Of_Ronnie_Hammer___________________by_ronnie,_herself..._
The living room now had an exercise mat in the middle, surrounded by 2 foot
high expandable wood fencing, like you might keep kids away from the stairs
with.
"Get in your crib, ronnie!" Buffy shouted girlishly. She was enjoying my
punishment as much as Cindy. I crawled in, the satin rhumba panties
exciting my sissy clit with each step, and the water becoming unbearable
behind my butt plug. I looked up at Cindy as She stepped into my crib in
Her White garb, sat on my pink satin-encased back, faced my rubber covered
hairless rear and spanked me ...HARD!!!
Cindy: "you naughty girl, sissy ronnie!"
SMACK!!!
Buffy:"her name's sissy ronnie -- one, two, three!" (tauntingly)
SMACK!!!
Cindy: "Will you promise to become potty trained for us and not soil your
panties, sissy girl?"
ronnie:"Yes, I promise, Cindy! Oh, please stop, Cindy.."
SMACK!!!
Buffy:"she wears sissy panties -- Hee, Hee, Hee!" (sing-song ...)
SMACK!!!
ronnie:"Please! I can't hold it back any longer.."
SMACK!!!
Cindy: "I think she's going to cum in her panties again, Buffy!"
(giggling)
SMACK!!!
Buffy giggled loudly, and jumped into my crib as well, with a hand mirror.
SMACK!!!
I could feel Cindy's warm Wetness soak onto my back, as Buffy moved Her
chubby Body closer and held the mirror in front of my girlish face.
SMACK!!!
Buffy:"Doesn't she look cute? Just like me!!!"
SMACK!!!
my hands were tingling and numb from the position I was in , on all fours.
Buffy shoved Her chubby Breasts into my face, the white satin between Her
Sisterly Bosom and my hungry mouth becoming damp from my wagging tongue.
She pulled back and held the mirror up again just in time for me to see
myself and appreciate myself as a fully transformed little girl just before
the next...
SMACK!!!
... I exploded. My butt plug slipped, sending a gush of dirty enema water
which soiled my pink rhumba panties and filled the encasing rubber pants.
My eruption of cum as all this occurred was more spectacular than my
performance during my cheerleader practice earlier that day, but all was
captured by the rubber panties. I fell forward onto my face and Cindy
climbed off my back. I could still feel the coolness of Her Womanhood upon
my back. I laid there for about 3 minutes, stroking my naked body, in
disbelief of what has occurred in the past 48 hours. Stroking my rubber
panties, and feeling the warmth of all that filled them, I cried.
Cindy & Buffy stood and both first stared at me in disgust as I lay stroking
my aching sissy ass and clitoris, the dirty water seeping and dripping down
my legs.
Then They both broke out into a loud chorus of laughter:
"her name's sissy ronnie -- one, two, three"
"she messed her sissy panties -- Tee, Hee, HEE!!!"
They jeered at me, doing the same cheer I performed for Them earlier that
day, taunting me as They jumped, kicking Their pudgy Legs and bending over
to tease me with Their highly desired Behinds.
I wept loudly with a cry which seemed to have infantile proportions. Buffy
bent over and kissed me good night, gentle lipstick remaining on my
forehead. Cindy went away but for a brief moment and returned with a
pacifier.
Cindy lovingly took the pacifier and placed the nipple gently through the
leg band of Her White Satin Panties, into Her Vagina, rotating it to coat it
with a motherly dose of Womanhood, then removed it slowly and stuck it into
my sissy, lipstick colored, cry baby mouth.
"Shhh, little ronnie girl. This is what you want now, isn't it?" I sucked
gently, and then more, as I tasted Cindy's Sweetness. i rolled over on my
back, the dirty water sloshing in my panties. They smiled at me. "I think
she will sleep better now, Buffy, dear," Cindy announced. I smiled back at
them from in my crib and cooed softly.
CLICK!!!
Buffy stopped the videotape again, my entire spanking performance forever
saved on tape, and then She giggled as She scampered back to the bedroom
with the tape to lock it away. I saw her beautiful, plump Sisterly Ass
swaying two and for in Her nightdress, but I didn't pursue Her as before; I
was much to sore, and I was a total mess. Even my frilly pink nightdress
was soiled. I sucked harder on the pacifier.
Cindy inserted another videotape into the machine and started it recording
at extra-long-play. The camera lens was securely focused on my crib, and
its tripod was far out of my reach.
"Sleep now, little girl, and don't leave your crib until We let you out!"
Cindy sing-songed to me with one hand on her White Waist Cincher. "If you
are a GOOD girl, We might let you grow up and play with bigger girls, like
Buffy. Now don't get adventurous, or We might have to send your mommie her
panties back, with TWO cute videos of her little girl."
"Nighty-Night, sweet little girl, ronnie!" Cindy declared, then She laughed
all the way back to the bedroom. Buffy clung to Cindy's arm.
I fell asleep to the sounds of giggling and cooing from the closed door of
Cindy's bedroom and the video recorder, which watched my every move. The
pacifier, now a coveted toy, never left my mouth all night. I was happy and
Loved.
It was Thursday morning, and I woke before the sun rose. Sleeping was
difficult, as Cindy required that I wear my soiled panties all night. The
rubber panties held almost all my mess in, which had started to congeal, but
the rest of my body was not in the best of conditions. The warm, soapy
water dried on my hairless legs overnight, leaving ugly brown runs down my
hairless legs. I stroked my legs. Not a sign of hair. Not even razor
stubble. The Girls were very thorough. Somehow, I gained pleasure from
running my hands across my hairless, sissified self. As daylight broke, I
picked up the mirror Buffy left in my crib. The makeup on my face was
smudged. Mascara ran from my eyes down my painted cheeks, tracing the tears
of pain, humiliation, and pleasure of the past evening. The video recorder
continued to whirr as I smiled at myself in my pink hand mirror.
My rhumba panties were now a sloppy, goopy mess inside the rubber panties
and my hairless ass was becoming very painful from a combination of razor
burn and diaper rash. I sat up, the slop running to the back of my panties
momentarily cooling my rash. If I removed my rubber panties now, before
Cindy allowed me, I was certain I would be in for more potty training. I
wanted to show Her I could be a good little girl. I sucked quietly on my
pacifier, trying to forget the pain of my sloppy behind, and thinking of
Cindy. She tasted so wonderful, but I had yet to see Her Womanhood.
About 6:30, Buffy stepped out of the bedroom, obviously drained from a
fun-filled evening, teasing a sissy girl. She looked at me in my crib,
tears still drawing black mascara lines across my blushing cheeks, and She
sweetly said, "you've been a good little girl, sissy ronnie. I'll clean you
up and get you dressed for today." Still in Her white nightdress, She
proceeded to start some coffee, and then ordered me to crawl back to the
bathroom. As I did, the gooey slop sloshed in my panties. Buffy and I
could hear the sloshing as I returned to the bathroom, and I saw the
instruments used the previous night to transform me into my new self.
Buffy drew me a wonderful, warm, perfumed bubble bath, and then removed my
soiled panties as I stood over the toilet. Most of the sloppy mess spilled
into the bowl, as did the butt plug. Buffy made me reach into the bowl to
retrieve it. "We're not quite through with this, sissy girl...," She
giggled.
She then removed my pink nightdress, and placed all my nightclothes in a
diaper pail in the corner of the bathroom. She led me to the tub and washed
me carefully and completely. Leaning over the edge, Buffy, my Big Sister,
soaped my entire body with lovely perfumed soap, and gently removed all
traces of mess from my sissy, hairless, little girl body and clit. I
finished bathing myself as She picked up the mess in the bathroom and
cleaned up & put away my messy crib in the living room. I relaxed in the
tub as my Sweet Sister finished. She was so caring...
After Buffy helped me out of the tub, She applied some lovely Baby Magic
lotion to my scorched ass, Noxemma to my shaven arms, legs and chest, and
told me to shave as closely as possible. I was to do this twice a day,
until Cindy could think of a more permanent way to get rid of that hair.
As I shaved, my sissy clit fell limp. I was intensely concentrating on
shaving closely. In the meantime, Buffy had stepped out. I was just
finishing, and I didn't notice Buffy come up behind me. Before I could put
the razor down, She clipped a tight strap around my clit and pulled it
through my crotch back to my rear. She caressed me and stated, "This is for
your own good, ronnie. Cindy wants you this way." She then applied a heavy
dose of lubricant to an even larger butt plug than I experienced the night
before, and told me to relax as She inserted it into my hairless rectum. I
took it all, with a childish whimper, and then Buffy pulled back the wide
pink leather clit strap, ran a pink satin ribbon through a loop at the
strap's end, ran the ribbon around my sissy waist twice, and tied a big bow
in the back. "Only Cindy is allowed to untie you, ronnie ...," Buffy
whispered. My sissy clit tried to harden, but it couldn't. I could see no
sign of it in the mirror. Only my hairless skin running to my sissy crotch
in a pretty triangle. I felt womanized, touched myself in front of my
crotch, and smiled. The butt plug was so filling and delightful.
Buffy commanded that I sit upon one of the cushioned stools in front of the
vanity as She showered and try to make up my own face as She had done for me
last night. By the time She stepped out, my face was a total mess, and She
shook Her Head in disbelief.
"I will show you one last time how to make yourself pretty, sissy, then it
is up to you. you must watch carefully and do as I do," Buffy lovingly
said, and She went to the bedroom for a moment, returning naked with 2 pairs
of clean oversized rhumba panties with matching training bras.
One set was bright pink; the other, bright yellow. Buffy looked me over and
then looked at the sissyfying clothing in Her Hands. "I think yellow will
look pretty on you today, sissy girl. With that, we dressed each other in
our sissy clothes. I realized my clit strap securely held my butt plug in
place as Buffy slid my panties on, then gently fastened my training bra. I
dressed Buffy slowly and gently, enjoying my sisterly role. Buffy turned me
so I could see my profile in the mirror, placed a pair of panties in each
cup of my bra, and then faced me. I looked in the mirror and saw that my
sissy body was now en femme, albeit, quite young looking. My Older Sister's
Breasts were much better developed, but my young, budding titties were
there, and I cupped them in my hands through my bright yellow training bra,
enjoying my profile and comparing it with Buffy's. Of course, I appeared
taller, but certainly much younger. i looked and felt like a little girl.
I ran my fingers and their bright red painted nails down my sissy, hairless
body to my yellow rhumba panties. I ran them down the front of the satin,
and felt nothing but my hairless crotch skin. No clit. In the mirror, I
only saw a flat silhouette across the front of my panties. Slowly I
motioned my hands across the back of my rhumba panties, running across the
rows of lace to the area where Buffy filled my vagina with rubber Joy. No
clit. my profile from any angle was that of a little girl on the budding
edges of puberty. I smiled and Buffy returned a bigger smile.
Buffy and I sat side by side on the cushy stools. I watched intently as She
made Her Face. I tried to mimic Her every move, and soon learned the proper
way to make my face match my 11 year old girl's body. We took over an hour,
in our bras and panties, as i received a sisterly lesson in cosmetology. I
became fluent quickly, and I emerged prettier than ever. Buffy excused
Herself for a moment, saying that we were running out of time. At 8:30, we
had an appointment in the living room, and Cindy wanted to use the shower,
She said. Buffy returned with two party dresses, one pink, one yellow.
Cradled above those in Her Arms were two white girls full slips with half a
dozen layers of petticoating in the short skirt, two pairs of white tights,
and two pairs of black patent leather Mary Janes. We anxiously dressed each
other. Seeing Buffy's pudgy Body in the short pink dress which barely
covered Her plump, petticoated Ass was just as thrilling as seeing myself in
my petticoats in yellow. Our puffy sleeves, tight bodices, and ultra-flared
skirts, standing out over layers of satin and crinoline were more than
enough to make both us girls tremble with delight. we both delivered high
pitched giggles as we shimmied into our tights. The tights felt so arousing
over my feminized legs... I cooed girlishly. Then we snapped on our Mary
Janes ... they fit perfectly! Buffy and I pranced for each other
momentarily, and She taught me how to walk properly and sit properly, so as
not to expose my pretty panties to naughty little boys ... somehow I wanted
to whole world to see me like this, though. Buffy finished by encasing my
head in a beautiful blond wig, with pigtails done on each side in yellow
ribbon. The ribbons matched my dress perfectly, and the wig made my girlish
face look even cuter, younger, and more feminine. I let forth a grin as
Buffy held me and whispered in a sing-song manner, "Sugar and Spice and All
Things Nice. That's what sissy ronnie's made of..."
As we girls were stepping out of the bathroom after a proper perfuming,
Cindy was stepping in, in Her dark blue robe. She looked lovely, even after
just waking up, and She kissed both of us on our painted, blushing cheeks:
"You girls both look very pretty today, especially you, ronnie." She reached
under my short billowing skirt to feel the smoothness of my crotch. "Very
nice, sissy ... I see you have your little clitty under control this
morning," Cindy taunted and She stepped into the bathroom.
Buffy and I went into the living room. The mess was all cleaned up, and I
thanked Buffy for helping me. She ran back into the bedroom and returned
with a small butt plug.
"ronnie, I almost forgot! PLEASE be a dear sister and help me with this!!!
Cindy will be hopping mad if I'm not properly made for Her by eight
thirty!!!"
The plug was already greased. Buffy got on all fours, Her plump, round
Tush, covered by the smooth tights and silky pink rhumba panties was proudly
displayed as Her petticoats threw the ruffled skirt of Her party dress over
Her Back. I gently eased down Her tights, applied a sisterly kiss to Her
Pantied Ass, then pulled down the remaining youthful underclothes to Her
Knees. I saw Her lovely Pussy, puffy and wet, between those lusciously
pudgy Cheeks, and quietly licked Her Clitoris once and it rose to attention
in Her moist Pussy Lips. She moaned, and whispered, "Hurry, ronnie, make me
cum. Before Cindy comes out of the shower..." I then moved my lipstick
encircled mouth to Her Anal Passage. Slowly, my tongue tickled Her
Entrance. She moaned, "sissy, you make a wonderful playmate..."
I took the greasy plug and slowly worked its head in and out of Her Big
Bottom as I payed loving, sissy lip service to Her Puffy Pussy. This
continued for some time ... I realized my own position on all fours,
worshiping Buffy's Pussy with my tongue, my own frilly skirt flipped up and
exposing my panty-laden behind in the direction of the bathroom.
Buffy came and moaned a girlish cry, and I whimpered too, my sissy clit
attempting to strain against the tight, feminizing clasp to no avail...
*SMACK!!!*
Cindy's Big Rubber Paddle hit my ass with such force that both us little
girls fell forward, my nose comfortably resting within Buffy's Anal Region
and my sissy, painted face smothered by Her Ass.
We were both in Big Trouble, but especially Buffy, for corrupting Her
younger sister (that's me... *giggle*). Cindy said that She should have
known better.
It was 8:30, and I finally realized what the "appointment" was as Cindy
switched on the Cable TV to channel 9 from Secaucus, N.J... Do you Girls
know what I'm speaking of? It was time for ROMPER ROOM!!!! Cindy demanded
that we sit and pay attention to Miss Molly like good little girls while She
got dressed. While Cindy dressed, we watched games like Duck, Duck, Goose,
Catch The Dragon's Tail, Picture Games, and others. we responded loudly to
Miss Molly on TV, along with the rest of the children. Cindy wanted to hear
us as She dressed. Buffy was showing me Her adventurous, girlish side as
She played peek-a-boo with my skirt, and I had no other recourse than to
follow suit. we wound up in a sisterly wrestling match which continued as
Cindy stepped out, unaware to us. Our skirts were flying to and fro as
Buffy wanted to play "I see London, I see France ... I see sissy ronnie's
Underpants!" more than "Red Light, Green Light", which the kids were playing
on Romper Room.
We were both scolded and received a minor spanking, compared to last
evening's. She inspected our butt plugs, and my sissy clit strap and
supervised us as we watched the last half of the show. Buffy and I sat
cross legged on the floor, with our hands folded in our ruffley laps in
silence, except when we were to reply with the children when Miss Molly
spoke. Then came Jumping Jacks... Buffy and I did jumping jacks with the
little girls and boys. All the girls were wearing pretty party dresses just
like ours, and Cindy jeered that She should send us to the studio in New
Jersey sometime to meet Miss Molly, Do-Bee, Kimbal, Up-Up, and Granny Cat
because we fit in so well. I imagined that Miss Molly would be the first to
get the video tape that Cindy was making of Buffy and me being good little
Romper Room girls, if I slipped up.... However, I now WANTED to be a good
little girl for Cindy. I was truly enjoying my little sissy, femme self and
I enjoyed admiring my sissy body in my yellow party dress.
Then came another game on Romper Room: Bend and Stretch. Buffy and I sang
in high pitched, feminine voices:
Bend and Stretch! Reach for the Stars...
There goes Jupiter, Here comes Mars...
Bend and Stretch! Reach for the Sky...
Stand on tippie-toe, Oh, so High....
Miss Molly played this game twice. As we sang "Bend", Buffy and i were to
bend over like all the other children. And with "Stretch", we were to get
on our tippie-toes and reach as high as possible. Just as every little
girl's panties became exposed for Channel 9 viewers this morning, Cindy made
certain that Buffy and I were photogenically exposed, with our skirts
raised, our rhumba panties peeking through our tights. Stretching was no
better than bending, for our short skirts and petticoats barely exposed the
bottom of our cute, girlish tushes as we reached high, on the tippie-toes of
our Mary Janes.
Miss Molly saw both Buffy and myself in Her Magic Mirror, and we hugged each
other when we heard our names. Cindy told us that She called the studio
yesterday and told them it was our birthdays today. Cindy stood in a white
sundress, with sandals and no hosiery. White lace ribbon tied Her Hair up,
and It cascaded over Her Shoulders from there. She looked very pretty and I
told Her so, in the girlish voice She wanted to hear from me. Cindy went to
the kitchenette for some coffee.
"Would you girls like some birthday cake?" Cindy asked as She bent into
the refrigerator. I saw the outline of Black under Her white sundress and I
gulped...
Buffy started jumping up and down, nearly throwing a tantrum, like a little
girl, shouting..."Goody, Goody ... it's our Birthday I want some cake! I
want some cake!!!" Buffy grabbed me, Her proud, pert, pudgy Breasts
embracing me as much as Her Big round strong arms, and started bouncing
around with me. I knew I was to act similarly. I got excited!!! we were
going to get some birthday cake!!! we each were served a small piece on
tiny plates with dainty forks. Buffy stuffed Her Face, frosting oozing down
Her over blushed cheeks. I did the same. The goopy frosting on my face
felt fun, like something I've missed since I was 10.
Over the course of the day, Buffy and Cindy, who I learned was my foster
mommie, taught me all about being a subservient, obedient little girl. I
was trained to bring Cindy whatever She wished, including my tongue, if that
was what She wanted. Buffy showed me how to properly worship Cindy's loving
Pussy, its red, puffy lips and clitoris being so delicate, and Her tight
Asshole, which needed just as much attention.
I was never to touch Her Pussy with my undeserving hands. my unworthy
tongue was required to lash its way around Cindy's Black Satin Bikinis this
afternoon as Buffy looked on, lightly spanking my ass under my petticoats
with the rubber paddle as I did so. my sissy, superfluous, undesirable
testicles ached with each smack. I was happy to love Her Pussy.
I made Her Cum. I quietly slurped up the Sweet Pussy Juices and then
removed Her Soiled Panties with my mouth. Buffy continued spanking. Once
off, I replaced Her Panties with clean ones of Cindy's choosing: Bright Red
Hip Huggers They shone through Her Sundress like a bright Fire Truck. I
smiled, and She did too. I was a satisfactory sissy girl.
Then She told me that if I was a good little girl, someday She might undo my
pink satin ribbon and let me soil my rhumba panties again ... but that I
would receive due punishment ... not today though ... this was Buffy and
my birthday. If I had to go potty, I would have to ask Cindy to untie my
ribbon for me. Then I would have to remove my plug, go quickly under
Cindy's supervision, then reinsert my plug. Cindy would then re-fasten my
clit strap and tie my pretty pink ribbon back around my hairless sissy
waist. Untying the ribbon for ANY reason at ANY time was grounds for
immediate distribution of videotapes to my mommie, and to Miss Molly.
The afternoon passed amid much more humiliation than the typical hard dick
can allow, much to Cindy's pleasure and satisfaction. But soon came time
for dinner, I was to prepare the meal. Being less than expert at things
culinary, I prepared macaroni & cheese with Smokie Links. Cindy and Buffy
both were constantly pinching and poking under my sissy skirt, Buffy often
holding a mirror under it and giggling as I prepared the Birthday Meal.
They laughed even more as they recalled their conversation about having a
weekend maid. Problem was, today was Thursday, and I felt like I might be
employed for life! Once I served dinner, properly curtseying for both Cindy
and Buffy, I sat in a high chair and ate dinner from tiny utensils with
pictures of Rainbow Brite on them, and drank milk from a baby bottle. Buffy
kept pinching under my party dress and asking, "where has sissy ronnie's
little clittie gone?", and making comments like "Ooh, such a cute little
sister, in your tights and Mary Janes!" my blushing cheeks blushed redder
still, but I was happy to please Cindy and Buffy.
Then Cindy served the cake, and Buffy and I blew out the candles. Buffy
had 13 lit for Herself, and I had 10. We both must have gotten our wish,
because we both blew them all out! Cindy went to the little girls room as
Buffy and I ate birthday cake. Somehow, I don't know who started it, but
Buffy and I got into a girlish cake fight, smooshing frosting and cake into
each others painted faces, and the front of our party dresses. We stood up
and Buffy lifted my skirt and smooshed a big handful of cake down my tights,
the cool frosting oozing between the tights and panties. It felt delicious,
and I reciprocated by messing Her pink undies, too.
When Cindy came back from le salle de bain, She was furious, and both us
birthday girls knew we were in the doghouse! We had to clean up our mess,
take a quick bath under Cindy's supervision, put on fresh nighties, and head
straight for bed where we received a major spanking.
I think Buffy started the food fight because She wanted the spanking in the
first place ... I'll never know... There being only one bed, Buffy and I
fell asleep together, in each others arms. my clit strap continued to
assert its tension upon my clitoris throughout the night, and both Buffy's
and my butt plugs kept our dreams filled with dainty, feminine thoughts. We
slept on our sides, facing each other, because our lil' girl bottoms were
much too sore after Cindy spanked us both, tucked us in, and gently kissed
each of us good night. The last thing I remembered hearing that evening was
Buffy whispering, "Happy Birthday, sissy ronnie." I held Her closer. I had
turned ten years old today. As we fell asleep, exchanging sisterly
caresses, we overheard Cindy, as She watched videotapes in the living
room... Cindy came in later that evening without waking either of Her
little Girls. Tomorrow would prove itself to be another day...
Friday morning started less painfully than the last. My rash had somewhat
subsided, and my "cherry" was being properly broken, albeit slowly, by the
large butt plug I was forced to endure 24 hours a day.
I felt so filled by its mass, that my hairless sissy clitoris was under
constant stimulation. Yet, it had nowhere to go, securely tucked under my
"pussy" and fastened securely with the wide, pink leather strap. Cindy woke
first and told Buffy and myself to prepare for Charm School. Buffy
instructed me as to the specifics of Cindy's Charm School. Following
another perfumed bubble bath and thorough hair removal session with Buffy,
we were to dress in schoolgirl uniforms which Cindy delicately laid out for
us. I cringed as I saw my garments: a blue sweater vest to go over a white
cotton blouse. The blouse had elasticized ruffles around the neck and
wrists. A black watch plaid pleated skirt which came just above my knee on
my well rounded femme thighs. White ankle sox with pink lace at the tops.
Saddle shoes... my sissy blond pigtailed wig went over my own hair. Then
the panties ... Buffy helped me into my soft, combed white cotton briefs,
pulling them up under my skirt and snapping the elastic around my waist with
a giggle. I blushed tremendously, and begged not to have to wear these
sissy clothes this morning... I think my last remnants of struggling
against my sissyification were making themselves evident. The big, soft
cotton panties felt almost too natural, like I was meant to have worn them
all my life, and this frightened me terribly. I touched the front of my
crotch through the cool cotton and felt only hairless skin, plunging towards
my inner thighs. A training bra supporting a pair of small falsies rubbed
against my blouse with grace. I was soon forgetting about my clit. it
wasn't there anymore, for practical purposes, but merely a superfluous,
unwanted piece of flesh which neither Cindy nor Buffy ever cared to see.
I was starting to feel at home in my ankle sox and saddle shoes once Buffy
and I were finished dressing and doing our faces with extra blush on our
cheeks. "Cindy prefers you this way, sissy," Buffy explained. As Cindy
prepared for Her role, Buffy sat me down and explained how strict Cindy was
with Her Charm School girls. She added that we would be learning to act
subservient, and never question the demands of a MISTRESS or MASTER.
"MASTER?!," I gulped. Buffy nodded and ran Her Painted Hand over the
smoothness of the front of my white cotton panties. Cindy returned in
Black. A Black Satin Blouse and a Black flouncy circle Skirt which came
just below Her Knee. Sheer Black Hose ... with seams up the back ... as
far as I could see anyway... and Black Patent Pumps. She carried a Large
Oaken Paddle...
After serving Cindy Her coffee and finishing my own breakfast of sissy,
Rainbow Brite Cereal, Romper Room came on again. Buffy and I took it
seriously this time, for Cindy and Her Paddle meant business. we played all
the sissy games. In "Bend & Stretch" today, Cindy smacked my pantied bottom
with each "bend", and goosed my sissy crotch with each stretch. I was
learning to be an instrument of humiliation for Cindy and Buffy's pleasure.
Buffy made me thank Cindy for the humiliation after I was done singing the
"Bend & Stretch" song. my personal decisions no longer mattered. I was to
enjoy being a sissy slave girl.
After the Magic Mirror was through and I curtseyed to Miss Molly and Do-Bee,
Cindy put a strap around my right ankle, over the lacy socks. The strap was
fastened to a chain Cindy held in Her Hand. Then She placed another strap
around my neck. It was fastened by a chain to a strap which tightly
encircled Buffy's Plump Waist. The chain was short; I could not stand
erect. "On your knees, sissy!" Cindy commanded, and I did so. my neck
strap fastened behind Buffy's back, and as I got down on all fours, I was
confronted with Buffy's Big Bottom as I was positioned under Her Skirt. I
couldn't turn, as my pigtailed head was held high up Buffy's Skirt. Her
Panties must have been a few sizes bigger than mine...
"Buffy, you have been obedient, and I want to reward you with some pleasure
from your sissy playmate," Cindy proudly proclaimed. Then Buffy thanked
Cindy and laid on Her round Belly, pulling my painted face into Her Crotch.
"Please your Mistress, sissy ronnie. you belong to Her, for the moment
anyway..." I pulled down Buffy's Big White Panties, exposing Her Expansive
Ass. "Do your little trick, Buffy," Cindy commanded, and before I knew it,
Buffy pushed Her Butt Plug out with Her Anal Muscles, sending the Plug into
my girlish face. "Suck it, ronnie," I heard from Cindy's lips behind me. I
dove for Buffy's Puffy, Dripping Pussy, and sucked Her Juices.
*WHAM!!!!*
I nearly broke my nose up Buffy's smelly behind as the paddle hit me with
incredible force!
"Suck Her Butt Plug, sissy bitch! That's what I meant!!!"
The plug was heavily soiled and smelled awful. I cringed.
*SOCKO!!!* (regards to old batman shows...)
I obediently cleaned Her Plug with my mouth, a familiar smell now becoming a
familiar taste.
Cindy reached under my schoolgirl's skirt, put Her Hand inside my cotton
briefs, grabbed my butt plug under my clit strap, and proceeded to yank the
plug 1/2 way out, turning it 90 degrees. i nearly swallowed Buffy's plug in
the process. "Suck It like you'd suck a Cock, sissy ronnie girl!!!" Cindy
added. The strap on my little clittie nearly pulled my undesired clit off
my hairless body as it tightened furthering Her grasp. I could feel my anal
area stretching, nearly ripping, with my plug in its position. I stroked
Buffy's Plug with my lips, like Cindy directed. my painted lips left bright
red marks up and down the shaft of Her Plug.
"Now, little girl, worship Buffy's Ass!!"
Her Passage was gaping. She had obviously experienced more activity There
than I have. I knew, however, that i, too, would have such a hole,
particularly the way Cindy twisted the butt plug in my rectum...
I inserted my tongue into Her Ass, bobbing my head up and down like a
swimmer doing the butterfly. Her Bottom cushioned my head, and surrounded
it with warmth as I tasted a combination of lubricant and... this was
highly embarrassing. I recognized the familiar whir of the VCR, its lens
tightly focused on my girlish tongues every lapping. Buffy moaned, as my
rhythm soon created sympathetic vibrations through Her Body. We achieved
Perfect Harmonic Motion, Her Ass slapping against my face with every plunge
my tongue took into Her. I wanted to please Her, to make Her Cum. She
played with Her Pussy as my tongue loved Her. She cooed loudly, and I felt
Cindy untie my ribbon... Would I have the opportunity to enter this Buxom
Sister of mine with my sissy clit?
no...
Cindy yanked my butt plug out with a high pitched yelp emanating from my red
lips. She then took Her Fist, encased in protective surgical gloves, and
lubricated thoroughly, and .....
I must have passed out for a few minutes. I woke with Cindy peeling off the
gloves in front of me. Both Buffy and I were on our bellies, my painted
face on Her naked bottom. Her Panties were around Her Knees. mine were
pulled back up... what had happened? I touched myself through the cotton
and immediately sensed I was in DEEP trouble! As I had blacked out, Cindy
had refastened my clittiestrap, but during the moment that Cindy's Fist
entered my vagina, my unstrapped clit must have exploded naughty cum all
over my clean, white cotton panties. I was deflowered. my rectum had been
stretched so as to accept whatever Cindy's whims would dare. She had
inserted what must have been the largest plug known to man (or girl,
*giggle*) as I lay unconscious. My hairless vagina hurt terribly, but I
knew the worst pain was over ... physically, at least.
Cindy was less than pleased with my performance ... Buffy was still
fingering Herself as I came to, and I had to finish Her Ass off immediately.
my hairless ass felt so big and puffy... I wanted so much to have a Pussy
like Buffy's ... and now I felt like I did.... Yet, I couldn't help but
cry from the intense pain as Buffy moaned and finally came, a gush of warm,
milky juice running onto the floor. I thanked Cindy for allowing me to lick
it up.
I lay sobbing on the floor, rolled up in a fetal position, stroking my
deflowered vagina. Cindy turned me over onto my back. my skirt fell upward
and She saw the big yellow cum stain The juice was oozing down the front of
my panties, and felt cool against my shaven thighs. I was hoping She
wouldn't notice.
Cindy released Buffy from the waist-shackle, and ordered Her to freshen
Herself. In the meantime, Cindy laid some terry towels by the front door,
forced me to lay upon them, belly down, pulled up my skirt, squatted over my
raped crotch, and proceeded to urinate over my cotton panties, Her Pee
mingling with my cum. She turned me over and wet the front of my panties as
well. Her Pee seeped over my once-virgin vagina, and stung. I saw Cindy
holding up Her Skirt, peeing on Her sissy girl, ronnie hammer. She had
Stockings attached to what appeared to be the bottom of a Black Corset. The
Pee emanated from Black Crotchless Panties which were pulled to either side
with Her Black Gloved Hands. Buffy returned and without a word held down my
sissy, hairless arms as Cindy Peed over my cringing face, neck, and all over
my schoolgirl outfit. Then She returned to the process of soaking my girlie
panties with Her Pee. I couldn't help but notice the Cock pointing directly
towards my face as I saw the Pee trickling onto my panties. It was strapped
on securely. I knew I would soon experience its length in my newly widened
hole. The tears and Pee drew dark black lines of mascara down my blushing
cheeks. Buffy collected the towelling and squeezed the overflow over my
panties again. I was sopping wet from cum and Pee, and before I could
recover from my pain, Cindy had pushed me out the door of Her apartment,
into the hall.
I banged on the door, begging them to let me in! I heard sounds coming up
the stairs. my panties were dripping urine and cum, and my butt plug filled
my gaping vagina as the clit strap pulled taut on my flaccid clittie. I
banged louder! I pleaded to enter Their place of humiliation. "Say it like
a girlie, sissy ronnie!!" came a chorus of two from behind the door. The
steps on the staircase grew louder. I ran for the stairwell at the other
end of the hall as the same two Catholic schoolgirls returned for lunch in
their outfits which looked just like mine. They captured a glimpse of my
sobbing sissy face as I turned and ran away, Pee pouring from under my
pleated skirt. my yellowed panties peeked at them from under my soiled
skirt as I ran red faced down the hall, as quickly as my little hairless
legs could take me, and leaving a trail of Urine behind me. They giggled
loudly as I ran down the stairs to the floor below.
I quickly ran across the floor below to the stairwell the girls had just
come up and sprinted up them to Buffy and Cindy's floor, leaving Pee behind
me everywhere I turned. I pounded on the door, and in my most girlish
voice, to please Cindy & Buffy, said, "Please let me in!!! I'm peeing in my
panties!!!" I surprised myself. I sounded exactly like a 10 year old girl!
A beautiful woman opened the door. She was not familiar looking at all.
She stood six feet tall and had long, shapely Legs encased in white
stockings under a blue silk dress. Her Hips were wide and womanly. She
looked over Her Big, Pillowy Breasts at me, squatting at the door begging to
get in. Then I looked up at the door. 324!!! Cindy and Buffy's room was
224!!! SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!! I had climbed an extra flight of stairs!!!
I heard a somewhat motherly, somewhat low and sultry voice come from
324..."Come back little girl...." I left a puddle in front of room 324 and
scampered back downstairs, trickling Pee behind me. I pounded on 224, and
even more girlishly, delivered my lines.
The two Catholic girls opened their door and giggled as Cindy opened Her
door and dragged me into 224. "Can't you hold it, little girl?" is what I
heard as the door shut behind me and I lay on the floor, sopping wet and
extremely embarrassed!
I was led to the bedroom where I was again daintyfied, wearing a pretty pink
and white checkered gingham dress with fluffy petticoats underneath. My
soaked white cotton briefs were replaced carefully by Buffy with another
clean pair of pink rhumba panties. The dry, clean panties felt good upon my
skin and the lace on the tushie cushioned my aching behind as I sat. White
tights went over this, followed by black china flats. I emerged after
another lengthy makeup session looking like Alice in Wonderland. I believe
that was the idea. We ate dinner together, amid more humiliation, and was
told about a Costume party Cindy was having this evening. Apparently I was
to be Alice ....
Then I spent the early evening doing everyone laundry. my other pink rhumba
panties never survived Wednesday night.... I loved caressing the dainty
items, as I gently laundered all the remnants of the past days down the
drain, but not before experiencing Buffy and Cindy's lovely Womanhood,
breathing in the Aroma from the crotch of Their Panties. Cindy caught me
enjoying this, and forced me to wear Her Red Panties on my wigged head, with
the crotch over my nose, until the party. This only accentuated the strain
on my sissy pink clittiestrap.
I helped Buffy into Her Scarlet O'Hara Hoop Dress... She had long white
satin pantaloons and white stockings which I helped Her with. Then I helped
lace up Her heavily boned white corset, Her Flesh exuding from around its
tightness. Then the Dress ..... oh......
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