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The Sexy Domme Next Door

By: rickiee_2002



I was driving home from work and pulled into my driveway. The new neighbor next door came over and stood by my car as I parked.

"Hi Rich, how are you today? she said with a smile on her face.

My new neighbor was a tall brunette. In fact, she was taller than me. I'm 6 feet tall. She has long sexy legs and always wears tight revealing clothes. Some of the other neighborhood wives have lots of comments about her.

Today she was wearing a short black knit dress with black suede cuffed knee high boots. She is quite a beautiful woman. I would say she is about 35 years old. She isn't married and in the six months she has lived next door, I never saw a man visit her. 

"Rich, could you come over to my house and give me a hand with something?" she asked in a seductive but firm tone.

"Sure, Rebecca ... I will come right over. Give me 5 minutes and I'll be there." I replied. I caught a sniff of her perfume and she was gorgeous. She smelled nice and, wow ... she was really something.

When I arrived at her house, she was sitting at her kitchen table. She had removed her boots and was folding panties and other lingerie at her kitchen table. I immediately noticed the panties and my cock started to get hard. I have such a thing for panties and stockings ... just about anything feminine and dainty. I looked down and noticed her stockinged feet ... beautiful feet in sheer stockings. Within the few seconds of looking at all this, my cock was straining against the confines of my panties. I felt my nipples harden and I was in a definite state of arousal.

All of a sudden, the surroundings became very erotic to me. Her presence. The smell of her perfume. Her feet, the panties ... my hardening cock ... the sheer fact that I was wearing panties ... all took over.

"Uh, Rich ... hello. Are you here with me. Is there something wrong ... I've seem to have lost you" I heard her say.

"Oh, sorry Rebecca ... I started thinking ... uhm .. about something that I had forgotten to do" I hastily tried to reply.

"Really? Like what?" she said with a smile.

That kind of took me off guard. Most people would just laugh and say ok. But she was challenging me. I got a funny nervous feeling throughout me.

"Oh, I don't know ... Rebecca ... I just wasn't paying attention I guess." I was looking at her. She was sitting on a chair at her table, toying with her panties in the laundry basket. Her legs had drifted open a bit and I thought I could see a glimpse of her panties. My head was swimming. I wanted to try to look up her dress. The smell of her perfume was overpowering. Her panties in the basket, her sitting there with her beautiful feet ...I was in a deep state of arousal. I was almost hypnotized. I was also embarrassed.

"I'm going to be honest with you, Rich ... I think I have you excited. I think you have a thing about panties and tall, beautiful women." she said with a smile.

"Wha ... what are you talking about. That's the craziest ..." I could barely speak. She cut me off.

"No it's not Rich, and you know it. I've seen you looking at me out at my pool. I've seen you trying to see in my bedroom window at night. I know you wear ... panties ... Rich." she said as she looked directly into my eyes.

"No ..." I started to say.

She cut me off again. "Rich ... I've seen the outline of the panties through your pants so many times. At the food store when I see you ... I always see you are wearing panties. It's so obvious. In fact ... you even wear sanitary pads ... I've seen the outline of them too. In fact ... you are wearing panties and a pad right now ... aren't you?" she said with a little more authority in her voice.

I looked at her. She looked directly into my eyes and opened her legs even more ... now I could see the crotch of her panties. I could see whisps of hair escaping the confines of her panty crotch. She wiggled her toes.

"Are you excited by what you are seeing now, Rich?" she said in a soft voice.

I was speechless. 

"Sit down, Rich" she said, but demanded at the same time.

I sat in a chair at the table. I was still unable to speak. I didn't know what to say or do. I was caught ... and she knew it. My heart was beating a mile a minute. My cock was hard and I felt it leak into my panties. I could feel the sanitary pad press against the crack of my ass as I sat on it.

"Do you have nothing to say ... Rich?"

I looked at her and closed my eyes.

"Why do you wear panties, Rich? Do you wear them because they feel good? Do you wear them because you wish you were a woman? Do you wear them for sexual gratification? And the pads ... why do you wear sanitary pads?

I opened my eyes, but still had nothing to say. I wanted to get up and run away but at the same time, I wanted to stay. What was this all about? What did she have in mind?

"I am, and have been flattered by you looking at me. Since I discovered some time ago that you wear panties, I have been interested in what you do with them. But I am pretty sure I know what you do with them and why you wear them." she fired all this at me.

"You can do one of two things right now, Rich. You can either get up and walk out and that will be the last you ever hear of this ... or ..."

"Or what?" I finally found my voice.

"Or, you can stand up and take off your clothes ... and let me see what you look like in your little panties."

My cock went limp. I could definitely feel the wetness of precum oozing from it into my panties. 

"Well, rickiee? Can I call you rickiee ... it's more of a girlie name, and I think you want to be a girl ... or at least treated like a girl." I can do all of that, and more ... rickiee.

She obviously didn't ask for my permission to call me rickiee ... since she just started calling me that anyway.

"Get up and strip ... rickiee ... right now ... or you can just fuckin' leave!" she shouted.

Her legs were now open and she lifted her foot and touched it to my crotch.

I stood up ... I was crimson with embarrassment. 

"Take off your shoes, rickiee and unbuckle your belt ... I want to see your panties right this instant." She demanded.

I pushed off my loafers and unbuckled my belt. I unsnapped my pants and slid them down my legs. I leaned over and picked them up off the floor.

"Your shirt ... take off your shirt. I want you naked except for your panties ... and of course ... the pad you have inside them.

I lifted off my shirt and tossed it aside. I couldn't believe it ... but here I was ... standing in front of my obviously dominant sexy neighbor ... in light pink sheer bikini panties.

"How come your cock isn't hard, rickiee? Isn't this like a wet dream come true for you?"

"Uhm ... well ... I'm kinda nervous Rebecca. It just kind of shriveled up ... "

"I know that, rickiee!" she cut me off. "You will refer to me as ... uhm ... Mistress Rebecca when you address me. Do you understand, rickiee?" she said in a very demeaning voice.

"Yes ... M .... Mistress Rebecca" I managed to mutter.

She reached over and touched my cock through my panties.

"I feel your precum that has oozed out of your cock ... let's call it your clittie from now on ... rickiee." she continued.

"You seem so interested in my body ... my panties ... my feet. You know, I noticed you looking at my feet every time you had the opportunity. You disguised looking down to look at them ... you have quite a foot fetish, don't you ... rickiee?" she said in a manner that I knew she did not expect a response.

"And my panties ... you have an unusual fascination with them as well. I have a very hairy pussy ... because I don't believe in shaving it ... I wonder if you find that exciting or disgusting." again said not expecting a response.

"Let's get upstairs. You go and I will follow!" she ordered.

I immediately headed through the door to the stairs that were visible from the kitchen. I could feel Mistress Rebecca following. I could feel her eyes on my body.

"You have a nice little ass, rickiee ... and that pad showing through makes me think I am walking behind a woman." She smacked my ass.

"Go into that room at the end of the hall. You see, rickiee ... you have probably wondered why you never see a man courting me. Well, I am gay. I really do despise men. I had a man cheat on me many years ago and I decided then, that I could no longer trust men. He broke my heart and now I break the skin on mens asses. You following what I am saying ... rickiee?"

"Yes, I think I am."

Another hard swat on my ass. "It's Mistress Rebecca ... don't make that mistake again!"

"Yes ... uhm ... sorry ... Mistress Rebecca." I immediately responded. My cock, or clittie as she called it ... was leaking in my panties. I could feel the thick wetness between my legs as I walked. I opened the door to the bedroom at the end of the hall and turned on the light. There was a bed, covered in a rubber material and a wall full of whips, strap-ons and various other items that I could tell were serious punishment instruments. My heart started to beat out of my chest. I wasn't sure I could deal with this.

Mistress Rebecca pushed me toward the bed. "Get on that bed, on your back ... immediately, rickiee!" she demanded in a very serious tone.

"Mistress Rebecca ... I don't know if ... "

"I can do this" she continued in a mocking fashion. "You have no choice, rickiee dear ... you will now succumb to me. You know, deep in your heart ... this is always what you really wanted. Now you get the chance to experience it for real. Don't try and tell me that you haven't dreamed of this." she said with a smirk on her face.

"Now go lay on that fucking bed ... on your back ... NOW!" she demanded

I did as I was told. The rubber cover smelled strong. She came over and started to tie my legs to the foot of the bed. "You see, rickiee ... I have done this before. I am very careful bringing sub men to my house ... its always in my car and in my garage. No one ever sees them come or go. She continued to tie my feet with straps.

"I am a registered nurse by training, but my father owned a medical supply company. When he passed away, I inherited it and took it over. I am quite skilled as a nurse, and you will find that out quite soon." she chuckled

"I have, at my disposal ... all types of medical supplies and instruments. You will get to now them very well. Some you may like, others you probably won't. I really don't care if you get pleasure out of the pain. I think, over time ... you will learn to love it all ... to desire my punishments. If not, you will just have to not like it. I really don't care, rickiee. You are now mine. I have video that I recorded of you in the kitchen. You would not want them to be made public, now would you? Again, a question not needing a response.

By now, my two feet were securely lashed to the corner feet of the bed. She moved up and started to tie my hands in the same manner. I could smell her perfume. I was scared to death, but at the same time ... incredibly excited. My cock hardened in my panties.

"I see your little clittie hardening again. Was it something I said? Am I getting into your head, little rickiee?

"Yes, Mistress Rebecca." I said with a noticeable tremble in my voice.

"Good, little rickiee. I see your little clittie is hard and your panties are wet. Is that precum or pee from fear?"

She reached down, momentarily and touched my hard clittie. She brought her fingers back up to her nose. "It's not pee ... do you ever pee pee in your little panties, rickiee?" she inquired.

"Uhm, yes Mistress Rebecca ... I have pee'd in my panties before."

"Did you ever do it for pleasure, rickiee?"

I turned red ... why I have no idea ... I mean really ... look at my situation right now. What is there to be embarrassed about at this point? "Yes, Mistress ... I do pee in them for pleasure." I said softly.

"My, my, my ... little rickiee! I guess we will have to explore that some day. But for now, we have other issues to deal with ... don't we, rickiee?" she inquired.

My cock was straining at my little panties. They had become opaque from all the precum that was oozing into them. I really didn't know what she was asking, but I figured that I had better answer AND that I would be finding out shortly.

"Yes, Mistress Rebecca ... there are other issues that must be dealt with." I replied softly.

Mistress Rebecca slid her panties off. "Rickiee, I am going to get these panties nice and wet with my secretions, then I am going to put it on your head and let you smell me for a while. I'm sure you will get some kind of perverse pleasure from it." 

With that, she took her panties and rubbed them up and down her hairy pussy.

"I am going to add a squirt of pee to the, rickiee" she said with a grin.

I saw her precious golden liquid squirt out and wet her panties. She approached me and pulled them over my head. Her crotch over my nose and mouth. They fitted me like a helmet. They were still warm from her piss and I could smell her pussy. It was a combination of sweat and the normal smells that are associated with a pussy that has not been recently bathed or washed. My cock was harder than it has ever been ... or felt that way anyway.

"I'm going to leave you like that for a while. You can enjoy the secretions and odors of your Mistress, little rickiee. When I get back, we can start!" she said with an authoritative tone.

She left the room. I was tied to the bed, totally unable to move. Her sexy panties were over my face and all I could do was lay there and leak my precum and taste her piss and sweaty panties. I really had no idea what was in store for me. What kind of equipment was she talking about that she had from her medical supply store. What were the "issues" she spoke about that had to be dealt with. The though of it had me scared, but at the same time I was very excited. I was sweating ... the rubber sheeting on the bed was sticking to me. All I could smell was piss and sweaty panties. I could see the material of her dainty panties. I was so excited and nervous. I layed on the bed for what seemed like hours, contemplating my fate. I was to totally aroused. My nipples felt hard and tight. They were so sensitive, that I could feel the air blowing over them. I wanted something to happen already. I needed something to happen.

I heard the door open. As I strained to look, I saw Mistress Rebecca walking towards me. She had on a tight black leather or rubber outfit. I couldn't tell from where I was what the actual material was. It had a skin tight top that accented all of her beautiful shape. There were cut outs where her nipples were, and they protruded. They were gorgeous ... long and firm. Her waist was tiny ... and there was a black belt that went around it ... it was a very wide belt. There was a skirt that was as tight as the top. It was very short and it accentuated her beautiful, slim hips. She had on thigh high boots with a cuff at the top and heels that must have been 8" high. Her thighs above the boots to the bottom of her skirt were naked. There were no stockings on. The heels made her even taller than she already was. She was absolutely beautiful. Her hair was pulled back tight into a pony tail and she had bright red lipstick on.

"I see you are admiring your Mistress, rickiee. That is good! You will have plenty of opportunities to admire and adore me. You must adore your Mistress. You must obey and joyfully carry out whatever demands I place on you." she began what I realized was a well rehearsed and frequently used speech. 

"You will learn to worship every part of my body, which is a temple to you. You will be honored to clean every orifice. You will be only allowed to, if you earn the right. It is an honor and a privilege to worship my body ... you understand .... rickiee?"

"Yes I do Mistress Rebecca" I said softly.

"I realize this is all a first for you, rickiee. I'm sure you have probably wished for or dreamed that this day would come, but the first time can be so conflicted ... and wonderful. We will do the things that you ache for ... because they PLEASURE me ... not you. If you derive some form of pleasure, that is to your benefit. Remember, however, this is all for my PLEASURE." she continued.

She turned and walked over to a cabinet in the corner. Her ass was gorgeous in that tight skirt. Her legs are so long and well proportioned. My cock ached. I licked my lips and in the process licked her panties that were still on my head.

She walked back towards me ... holding a strap-on.

"You ever see one of these in person, rickiee?" she asked. I know you have probably thought about them, and wished someone fucked you with one...but did you ever actually see one? she said in a demeaning manner.

"No Mistress Rebecca ... I never did see one."

She reached behind herself and unzipped the tight skirt. She slowly slid it off. She was naked. Her thick hairy pussy was so noticeable. She slipped on the strap-on. She leaned over and picked up a packet off the table beside the bed. The hard rubber cock standing out from her body. I could see the outline of her lush pubic hairs around the perimeter of the strap-on. She peeled open the packet and rolled a condom onto the huge rubber cock. She walked over towards the head of the bed and pulled the panties aside that were over my mouth and nose.

"I want you to suck my cock, rickiee! I want you to suck it nice and pretend it's a real hard cock, because ... when you get good at it ... I will give you a real one ... one that can shoot hot cum into your waiting mouth-pussy.

She shoved the hard long cock into my mouth. I started sucking, as I had dreamed about many times. The rubber had a bad taste, but I was enjoying this ... the first time I had ever sucked a cock ... even though it's rubber. She continued to thrust it in and out ... and the saliva dripped out of my mouth.

"I think you have it wet enough, rickiee!" she said. 

She pulled the cock out of my mouth and walked towards the foot of the bed. She untied my feet and then threw the rope over a pole that was above the bed and pulled my legs straight up ... so that my asshole was now exposed. She grabbed a pair of scissors and cut my wet panties off.

"Let's just put your panties in your mouth ... you can taste man precum as I fuck your ass pussy with my hard rubber cock."

She shoved my panties in my mouth and then pulled her panties back over my mouth and nose. She walked to the end of the bed and pulled on a latex glove. She reached over and grabbed a tube of KY jelly and globbed it all over the fingers of the glove.

"Let's get your little ass pussy nice and lubricated. When you can take three or four of my fingers in your puckered little hole, then I can fuck you nicely up your little ass, rickiee."

She pushed one finger into my ass. I could feel precum ooze out of my pee slit. She pushed the finger around .. then pushed it in and out.

"How does that feel, little rickiee? Let's see how two fingers feel." she said in a controlling voice.

"That's two ... fingers ...let's see if we can massage that little prostate of yours ... make that clittie cock of yours really ooze a lot of your girlie precum. 

I felt her fingers press and then I felt a stream of precum ooze from my pee slit.  Wow ... it was incredible. I had never had my prostate massaged. I was leaking like crazy all over my abdomen.

"Three fingers are now going to stretch your little asshole, rickiee."

She squeezed the third finger in.

"Why wait, lets make that four!" she giggled.

She pushed the fourth finger in and slowly pushed all four in and out of my ass. I was groaning from the third and fourth finger.

"Stop your groaning, and be a man ... if you can ... rickiee." she giggled as she said it.

She increased the speed of the in and out motion. I could feel a lot of precum oozing out of my cock. She reached over and stroked my cock ... and saw all the precum on my abdomen. She rubbed her fingers through it and leaned over and rubbed it on my nose and face, under my panty-mask.


The Sexy Domme Next Door Ch. 02



"Rickiee, you may get dressed and go home. I no longer need you today." Mistress Rebecca said in a serious tone.

"Is there something I did wrong, Mistress? I asked.

"No Rickiee, I am through with you today. You will return at 7:00 a.m. on Saturday morning."

I looked at Mistress Rebecca. I was wondering why Saturday. I was about to ask ...

"You will return with all of your lingerie items that need to be washed. You will wash them, separately ... but at the same time, as mine. You will do all my laundry and fold them and care for all of my belongings with love. When you finish that, you will clean my house. That will all happen every Saturday, starting at 7:00 a.m. You understand, Rickiee?"

She continued. "If I choose to need you during the week, I will call you and you will immediately stop whatever you are doing and respond to my demand. Whatever it might be, whenever it might be. If you violate that, you will be dropped and never see me again. UNDERSTOOD?" she said firmly.

"Yes Mistress"

I dressed quickly and left. I did not see or hear her at all.

Saturday morning came and I gathered my panties and other silky items, put them in a bag ... and ran next door. There was a sign on the door ... it said:

"Rickiee let yourself in. You are to undress completely and then come immediately into the kitchen. Undress means, completely undress ... no item of clothing to be on your body."

I quickly undressed and carried my bag of laundry into the kitchen. As I entered, I was shocked by what was before me. Sitting at the table, was a girl ... I know her name to be Carissa. She works as a checkout clerk at the supermarket that I use. She is a young, cute girl who I think is very sexy and cute. I always try to get into her line when I am shopping. I immediately took the bag of laundry and held it in front of my cock, which had hardened because of the note on the door and what was to come. I had no idea anything like this would be before me.

"Rickiee, this is Carissa. I know you know who she is, because I also know that you always go into her line at the supermarket. It's funny ... she knows it; everyone at the store knows it. You think you can do things that you do without anyone noticing your ways. Well, you can't ... rickiee" Mistress Rebecca giggled.

Carissa just sat there with a smile on her face ... looking at me.

"Carissa has been coming to me for several months. She is the first one to tell me you wore panties and pads ... she noticed the outlines. You always tried to flirt with her, so she alerted me about you. Figuring that you might be a good candidate for me. She was so right, wasn't she, rickiee? This has been in the works for a good six months. After Carissa alerted me about you ... I followed you for a long time ... watching you in the store ... watching your habits. I knew you would fit great into our plan."

Our plan ... what did she mean by that, I wondered to myself.

Carissa was dressed in her usual attire. She had on a tight pair of jeans with rips in the knee and a tank top. Her breasts are small but I did notice her hard nipples poking at the fabric. She had on a pair of sneakers with no socks. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she had her usual makeup on, which was always very alluring to me. She had on bright red lipstick, which I never noticed on her before.

She had a killer body. She was a bit short, but she was gorgeous. She had small slim hips, barely any breasts ... a very pretty face. Her legs were thin. I have a thing for thin, young girls. She matched my desires perfectly. (Maybe it's because I am also attracted to transvestites. I like a woman without womanly features. I don't know.) She always had perfume on, and always got excited at the supermarket when I saw her and smelled her. I was always very turned on by her, but she was so many years younger than me ...

I found out her full name, one day. I went online to the court system website and found that she had had a few arrests for underage drinking, harassment and other similar type of "problem child" violations. I knew she had a kid and never married the father, which I overheard in conversations she had when I was a customer at the store. In short, she was a kid with problems growing up, a real attitude and was struggling to survive, financially. I also learned from the website, that she had just turned 21 in August ... two weeks ago. 

"Ok, rickiee ... let's get your panties and lingerie in a wash container and mine in another one. Fine lingerie must be washed by hand. Carissa will teach you how to wash them properly and hang them up. Then she will teach you how to properly fold them and put them in the proper places. But for now, you will undress her and carefully dress her in her Domme's uniform. She will instruct you how to properly dress as well."

I separated the panties and other lingerie into two separate wash bins. Carissa approached me. She ran her fingernail down the center of my back and touched the crack between my ass cheeks. With her other hand, she took hold of my cock and gave it a gentle squeeze. As she squeezed my cock, her fingers on her other hand played with my anus ... I felt a fingertip gently enter it. I could smell her perfume. I felt my cock pulsate in her gentle hand. She gave it another squeeze in response to the swelling.  "Mistress Rebecca, I can tell that rickiee is enjoying my presence." Carissa said in a gentle voice.

"I am sure he is, Carissa ... you must be careful to not provide him too much pleasure. Rickiee, you must never cum without permission from me or ... Miss Carissa. Let's refer to her as Miss Carissa. There can be only one Mistress in this house ... and that is me. You WILL give Miss Carissa all the respect that you give me, but she is not your Mistress. Only I am your Mistress. Understood?" Mistress Rebecca sternly reminded me.

"Yes, Mistress Rebecca ... you are my one and only Mistress." I obediently responded.

"Rickiee, I want you to gently undress me and dress me in the latex outfit that Mistress Rebecca has provided for me to wear. You are not to touch any parts of me that are not necessary in undressing and dressing me. If you do, you will be punished. I know you lust for me. I always felt you undressing me with your eyes at the supermarket. It always made me quite uncomfortable, but Mistress Rebecca explained it all to me after I talked to her about you. I feared that you were a threat, that some night when I left work I would be approached by you. But now I realize you are just a harmless, pathetic pantyboy who dreams about being with someone like me, but could never achieve it."

There I stood, naked ... with my cock twitching. In front of me stood the object of my desires. But now, she and I were not on equal terms, but she was my Domme. I was to abide by her commands and do only as she allows. My head was swimming with erotic thoughts. I felt and smelled her closeness. I saw Mistress Rebecca standing to the side watching Miss Carissa and me. It was cold in the room and my nipples were hard ... my feet were cold and my cock was hard. I could feel precum oozing from the tip.

"Rickiee, are you going to stand there and daydream or get to the task at hand?" Miss Carissa said with a faint chuckle in her voice.

I leaned over and began to untie her sneakers. I gently and lovingly removed her sneaker from her foot. Her feet were perfect. Small and shaped perfectly with pretty toes that were painted with red nail polish. I felt that they were slightly sweaty as I removed the sneakers. I untied the other sneaker and removed it the same way. I adored her feet. They were so pretty and so nicely groomed. I wanted to kiss them and lick them.

I reached up and unsnapped the snap on her jeans. My hands were slightly trembling. Here I was, taking the clothes off Carissa ... the beautiful girl that worked at the supermarket. How many times had I fantasized about this? Undressing her ... adoring her body. Worshipping her. My hands still trembled. Slowly I eased the zipper down. The space between her tank top and the top of her pants showed her tight, shapely abdomen. Unbelievable that she had given birth. There were no signs that she was ever pregnant.

As I unzippered her pants, her panties came into view. I could feel the heat of her body. The smell of her perfume intoxicated me. She had on a pair of pale pink nylon panties. They appeared to be g-strings. I carefully reached for the waistband of her jeans and started to ease the very tight jeans over her hips and down. My cock was throbbing and leaking. I was so electrically charged with eroticism. My hands were still shaking as the entire front of her panties came into view. I could see the swell of her pubic hair pushing at the material in the front of her panties. I could see some stray hairs peeking from the confines of her adorable panties. I became excited that she wasn't the type to shave her pussy mound. My hands trembled almost uncontrollably.

I slid the pants completely down her thin legs and took one foot at a time in my hand to guide the pants off. I took her jeans and folded them nicely and put them on the chair next to us. The most gorgeous girl in the world was standing before me, and I was undressing her.

"Leave her panties on right now, rickiee." barked Mistress Rebecca.

"Remove my tank top, now, rickiee." instructed Miss Carissa.

I stood and reached for the bottom of her top. I slowly raised it up and over her head, being careful not to disturb her tightly pulled hair. She did not wear a bra, and her tiny tits with hard nipples came into view.  I could feel my pulse quicken and my hands continued to shake. My head was swimming.

The first thought that came into my mind was ... that I wished I could masturbate. Pretty pathetic, huh ... here is a beautiful young girl ... the object of my fantasies ... and I was thinking I wish I could masturbate. I guess that's because ... that all I ever did ... masturbated fantasizing about girls.

This magnificently sexy beautiful girl stood before me in sheer panties. I could see the hair of her pubic mound beneath the sheer fabric of her panties. The dark brown hair was adorable framed by her sexy little panties.

"Shall we allow rickiee to remove your panties, Carissa? inquired Mistress Rebecca. 

"Shall we allow him to see your full beautiful pubic mound? Let him dream about what is beneath it? Carissa, darling ... rickiee has a thing for panties and hairy pubic mounds." Mistress Rebecca said in a demeaning manner.

Miss Carissa giggled.

I reached up and gently grabbed the waistband of her panties. I slowly pulled them down, as the top of her lush pubic mound sprung from the top of the panties. I continued to pull the down, as the lips of her pussy let go of the final material of her panties as I slowly slid them down her legs and off her gorgeous feet.

Oh my fucking god. She was even more beautiful than I had ever fantasized about.

"Stand up, rickiee" Miss Carissa ordered.

I stood up. She walked around me and let her hip, accidentally on purpose, brush against mine. She stood behind me and ran her fingertips down my back again. I got goose bumps all over my body. Her fingers trailed into the crack in my ass again and then reached beneath them and fondled my testicles. She reached around and felt my hard cock.

"Mistress Rebecca, he is leaking. Precum is oozing from his disgusting little cock." she giggled and said loudly to Mistress Rebecca.

"I know, dear. What do you expect from a little girlie-boy like rickiee. He wishes he had a pussy. He wears panties and sanitary pads. He is a little worm of a boy, standing with a beautiful girl ... who he wishes he could have." Mistress Rebecca laughed.

"As if he would ever have a chance with a woman. The only chance he will ever have will be to serve a woman and become a woman. I bet his first thought when he had undressed you ... was to masturbate. That's what boys like rickiee do ... they fantasize ... watch porn and masturbate.

"Rickiee, how many times did you fantasize about me and masturbate?" inquired Miss Carissa.

I didn't answer. I turned beet red. She slapped my ass cheeks hard.

"I asked you a question, rickiee. I expect an honest answer."

"Miss Carissa ... uhm ... well ... uhhh "

"Spit it out, rickiee" she spanked me again.

"Well, an awful lot of times, Miss Carissa. There were many times I soiled my panties, dreaming and fantasizing about you." I managed to utter.

"Do you want to masturbate now, rickiee?" she asked.

"Yes, Miss Carissa ... I surely do."

"Well that's too fucking bad ... cause I am not going to willingly be some fucking wet dream come for you." she giggled.

Mistress Rebecca looked on in a very approving manner.

"Now, pick up the latex outfit and start to put it on me, rickiee. And be very careful not to hurt me or pinch my skin when you do." she ordered.

I picked up the shiny black outfit. It consisted of tight latex shorts with an accompanying latex skirt, a latex top and latex stockings. I didn't see any shoes or anything else. Carefully I lifted each foot and put them inside the shorts ... making sure I didn't bend her toes. I started to slide the tight garment up. It was very tight and I had to keep moving from side to side ... slithering it up her legs and into place. My face was inches from her beautiful pubic bush as it disappeared out of view and into the tight confines of the latex shorts. When I pulled them in place, the cleft of her pussy lips could be seen as it bulged on both sides of the shorts. I wanted to masturbate so badly. I felt the precum oozing from my cock.

I noticed that the shorts had a zipper that went from the front to the back. It enabled the crotch to be opened in the shorts. I tried to imagine what that would be used for and how it would look. I stood to put the top on and gently pulled it over her head. I must have pulled her hair as I tried to put it on. She kneed me in my balls. I doubled over in pain.

"I told you not to hurt me when you dressed me, you stupid idiot. You pulled my hair and that will not be acceptable." she screamed at me.

"I am so very sorry, Miss Carissa. Please forgive me."

I got no response. I pulled the top on carefully and over her little breasts. I could see the outline of her hard nipples though it as I pulled it gently into place. It didn't go far enough down to cover her midriff and it looked so beautiful. Black shiny latex interrupted by white soft taut flesh.

"Hurry up and get my stocking on, you little dripping worm" she ordered.

I slid the latex stockings over her toes and pulled them into place and up her legs. They fit so tightly ... and the enhanced the beauty of her sexy legs. Mistress Rebecca brought over a pair of thigh high leather boots for me to put on her. I slid them on, carefully and zipped them into place.

"Get up little pantyboy" barked Miss Carissa.

I stood. Miss Carissa picked up a black latex item. I had never seen anything like it before. She held it up and studied it. It looked like latex panties, but I had a sheath in front with a tube connected to it. She looked inside them and I saw a protruding rubber type thing inside.

Mistress Rebecca started to explain them to Miss Carissa. 

"Carissa darling, you slide those panties on to rickiee and fit his cock into that rubber sheath. Before you pull them completely up, you must fit that butt plug into his anus. After you pull the panties into place, you can pump up the butt plug so it stays firmly in place. The butt plug is hollow and the tube that connects the penis sheath is connected to the butt plug. He can piss into his own bowels with it, which I am sure he will do ... willingly or not ... before we are done with him.

Miss Carissa squealed with delight. "He can piss into his own ass, Mistress Rebecca." she giggled. Oh my god ... that is SOOOO exciting." she again squealed.

Miss Carissa took a tube of KY jelly and squeezed it onto the butt plug and onto her finger. She worked her finger into my anus and then thrusted the plug in. I let out a moan from the pain.

"Shut up you fucking worm pantyboy!" Miss Carissa ordered.

She pulled everything up in place. I could feel the rubber butt plug begin to expand in my asshole. She was pumping it up with the attached pump. Tighter and tighter it got in my asshole until I thought it would rip me apart.

"Not too tight, Carissa." warned Mistress Rebecca.

Miss Carissa stopped pumping the butt plug. I felt it pressing against my prostate and I could feel the precum oozing from my cock into the sheath.

"All this talk of pee, Mistress Rebecca ... makes me need to pee." Miss Carissa exclaimed.

"Why don't you pee into his mouth?" Mistress Rebecca suggested.

"Can I, Mistress Rebecca." Miss Carissa inquired.

"Not only can you, but you must. I am ordering you to squirt your hot piss into rickiees mouth."

"Rickiee, you unzip Miss Cariss's latex panties so she can piss in your mouth. You will drink all of her piss and not let any of the special nectar escape your lips. If you do, you will be severely punished."

I unzipped her panties and opened up the crotch.

"Rickiee, you will kiss Miss Carissa's pussy and ask her to please piss in your mouth. To use your mouth as her toilet. When she is done, you will clean her, entirely, with your tongue and mouth."

I kneeled down and kissed the furry pussy of Miss Carissa. I could smell the musk of her sex and it aroused me. My cock hardened in its latex sheath.

"Miss Carissa, Ma'am ... will you please honor me by depositing your piss nectar into my awaiting toilet mouth, please ... Miss Carissa ... Ma'am?" I begged.

"Yes, rickiee ... my little sissy pantyboy ... I will piss in your mouth. I will bestow the honor upon you to deposit my hot salty womanly piss into your toilet mouth receptacle. Lay down on the floor so I can straddle your toilet mouth." she ordered.

I laid down on the floor on my back. She approached me and knelt down with her thighs on both sides of my neck. I could see her pussy lips become visible as she spread her legs. She was wet ... I couldn't be sure if it was from excitement or just sweat from the latex ... or maybe both. As she moved her pelvis forward ... I could smell he pussy. It was a combination of piss, sweat and perfume. It was HEAVENLY.

She brought her pussy close to my mouth. What seemed like forever went by and then I felt the first stream of hot piss enter my opened mouth. It was very hot and very salty. She stopped, momentarily. The stream of piss started again ... this time it was with a lot more force. I gulped to prevent it from overflowing my mouth. I was successful and forced her piss down my throat. I though she would never stop, but I kept on gulping down her hot offering.

She stopped pissing and lifted her crotch from my mouth. She then pissed a hard stream onto my face, laughing the whole time.

"I couldn't resist soaking his face with my hot piss, Mistress Rebecca. I hope you don't mind."

"Mind, I adore it ... sweet, sweet, little Carissa." Mistress Rebecca replied.

With that, Mistress Rebecca pulled down her own panties and straddled my face from the other direction. She let a stream of her hot piss soak my face as well. She pissed and pissed all over my face and some of it hit Miss Carissa's pussy.

"I guess pantyboy rickiee will have a lot to clean up now." Mistress Rebecca laughed.

She continued to piss and Miss Carissa found more piss to release on my face. My eyes were stinging from the salty hot piss and my hair was soaked. There were two gorgeous pussy's over my face that I would have to clean with my mouth and tongue when the finished. I wondered what the punishment was. I was in heaven.

Miss Carissa lowered her pussy to my mouth.




The Sexy Domme Next Door Ch. 02



"Rickiee, I want you to clean my pussy with your tongue. I want you to do it gently and with full adoration due a woman's pussy. A pussy you wish you had when you wear panties. You will worship my pussy and Mistress Rebecca's with your loving slaves tongue." Miss Carissa ordered.

I lovingly pressed the tip of my tongue in Miss Carissa's love tunnel. Oh my god, I was licking the pussy I dreamed of. It tasted wonderful. I licked and licked her pussy and asshole. Her sopping wet hair brushed against my face and nose. I licked her clit and she ground her pussy on my face. Back and forth she rubbed herself on my mouth and tongue ... suddenly her body tensed and she let out a moan. I felt a thick cream ooze into my mouth ...she came on my mouth. I brought the sexy young girl I fantasized about ... time and time again ... to an orgasm on my mouth. My cock twitched with excitement.

She rolled over and then Mistress Rebecca placed her sopping wet hairy pussy on my mouth. I licked her clean. I jabbed the tip of my tongue in her cunt and then licked back and over her asshole. She humped my mouth as Miss Carissa did. She exerted more pressure on my mouth and rubbed furiously up and down my face ... and then, like Miss Carissa ... she tensed up her body ... let out a moan ... and came on my face. I could taste her thick hot juice leak out as well. Finally she stopped cumming and rolled off my face. My eyes were still stinging from the hot piss bath. I smelled pussy in my nostrils.

"Stand up, rickiee ... I want to see you piss in your ass, and I want to see it NOW!" Mistress Rebecca ordered.

It's funny ... I can pee all the time, but as soon as it's demanded of me ... the urge disappears. It's also very hard to piss when your cock is erect. But I concentrated and concentrated ... and finally ... I began to flow my hot piss into my ass. The anticipation was incredible. I was peeing ... I felt the hot piss first surround my cock ... then I felt the tubing get full and then ... I felt the hot piss enter my ass. What a sensation. To think ... I was giving myself a hot piss enema ... of my own piss. As hard as it was to start peeing ... it was even harder to stop. The pee flowed out of my cock and into my ass. WOW.

"Ok, stop!" Miss Carissa ordered.

She reached over and clamped a clamp on the tubing. 

"That will keep the piss in your ass. Now, you were told to launder Mistress Rebecca's panties and yours ... so get to it.

I walked over to where the panties were sorted and I felt the piss in my bowels. It was a crampy feeling and I felt like I had to take a crap. I knew that wouldn't be allowed, so I tried to ignore it.

I filled the wash containers with warm water and gentle laundry detergent. I washed each pair carefully. I was really excited handling Mistress Rebecca's panties. I wanted to sniff and lick them before I laundered them, but I knew that wouldn't be allowed ... so I didn't even ask. I would do anything to be able to wear her soiled panties. My cock grew thinking about it.

"What kind of perverted thoughts are going through your sick head, sissy pantyboy?" Miss Carissa inquired with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. 

"I see your cock hardened again in the confines of your latex sheath. I have an idea ... I want you to masturbate your cock for me ... and cum in the tube. Then we can flush your cum into your bowels along with your piss." Miss Carissa ordered.

I started to stroke my cock through the latex penis sheath. It was wet and slick inside because of the pee and precum that oozed out. It felt good. It was slick and slippery and it felt fantastic. Mistress Rebecca watched and then walked over and began to kiss Miss Carissa. That set me on fire. It wasn't going to take long for me to cum, but I wanted to enjoy it ... not rush it. The butt plug in my ass was arousing me. Mistress Rebecca slid her fingers into Miss Carissa's latex panties ... I could see the outline of her fingers as they fingered her slit. Miss Carissa closed her eyes and was moaning.

I exploded my hot cum into the penis sheath. Miss Carissa moaned and came almost immediately after I did.

"Rickiee, you must piss so the cum can flush into your asshole. Tell me as soon as you are ready to pee, and I will unclip the tubing to allow it to pass." ordered Mistress Rebecca.

I had to wait for my cock to shrink ... then I finally felt that I could pee.

"Mistress Rebecca ... I am ready to pee." I exclaimed.

Mistress Rebecca reached over and unclipped the tubing. I pissed and could feel the hot piss and cum enter my asshole on its way to my bowels.

"Rickiee, I want you to finish washing the panties and hang them on the rack in the corner to dry. When you are finished, and I am satisfied that you did it well, I will allow you to expel your enema into the toilet. Maybe I will collect it and make you drink it.

Miss Carissa approached Mistress Rebecca. "Mistress, you have not cum ... I would love to give you an orgasm. May I please lick your pussy while sissyboy rickiee finishes his chores?"

"Why of course, darling ... I though you would never ask! she chuckled.

Miss Carissa removed Mistress Rebecca's panties and knelt down to lick her pussy. She licked and licked ... I was able to observe it as it continued. She snaked her tongue in and out of Mistress Rebecca's beautiful hairy pussy. She reached up and fondled her naked titties. Pulling on her long nipples as she continued to lick and slurp her pussy. My cock got hard again. I was cramping from the piss and cum enema. I was rushing to finish.

Mistress Rebecca exploded into an orgasm. Miss Carissa didn't stop licking and sucking her pussy as she came. She stood up and began to French kiss Mistress Rebecca. I was dying. My cock was throbbing and my stomach was cramping. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure at the same time. I never experienced such a feeling. It was incredible.

Finally, Mistress Rebecca said "Rickiee, I want Miss Carissa to lead you to the bathroom and assist you in expelling your enema into the toilet. I won't have you drink it this time, but I am pretty sure you will at some time."

Miss Carissa took my hand and led me to the powder room attached to the kitchen.

"Rickiee, I want you to pull down your panties, after I release the butt plug ... and expel the enema into the toilet. You may use one wipe to clean yourself, and then you are to come into the kitchen and await further orders."

The enema contents squirted from my asshole. It would start and stop on its own ... but finally I was empty. I took the one wipe that was presented to me and wiped myself as clean as I possibly could. I left the bathroom, now naked again ... with the soiled latex panties in my hand.

"Rickiee, wash those latex panties and put them on the rack to dry. Then I want you to dress in my soiled panties, get dressed and leave. You are to wear my panties every day ... until I summon you to return to my house. It could be tomorrow, or it may not be until next Saturday. Remember, every Saturday ... you are to return here at 7:00 a.m. sharp ... without failure. You are also to abide by any orders communicated to you by Miss Carissa, as if they were issued by me." Mistress Rebecca said.

"Rickiee ... you are to cum in Mistress Rebecca's panties every day. Once every day! You are to wet them with your piss daily as well. You are not permitted to launder them and must wear them at all times. Bye! "Miss Carissa added.

I gladly pulled Mistress Rebecca's soiled panties into place, got dressed and left. I smelled like piss ... I needed a bath.

To be continued ...



The Sexy Domme Next Door Ch. 03



Ch. 3 Carissa takes the initiative

"Mr. Lewis, you're niece is here to see you" announced my secretary.

I started thinking ... my niece ... my niece never visited me here before. I thought it was kind of odd.

"Send her in" I replied

As I looked up upon hearing the door knob turning, I saw Miss Carissa enter my office with a smirk on her face.

"Hi Uncle Rich" she said with a cocky tone to her voice. She shut the door behind her.

I was taken by surprise ... I was about to speak.

"Get over her and kneel at my feet." She demanded.

I was so shocked, I didn't say a word, but approached her as she demanded. I kneeled at her feet. She had on a short black skirt with a purple turtleneck sweater. Her legs were bare and she had on a pair of black patent leather pumps. She smelled fantastic.

"You remember rickiee ... that Mistress Rebecca's panties were to be worn by you at all times. That any violation of that requirement would be met with harsh consequences. Stand and drop your pants. This is your panty inspection." She firmly demanded.

I stood and unbuckled my belt. She stood there tapping her toe as if to indicate that I should speed up the process. I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down. I was wearing Mistress Rebecca's pale green nylon bikini panties as ordered. I had also followed the directions of cumming in them once a day and peeing in them daily as well. Miss Carissa stooped down to inspect the panties.

"Well, first of all, rickiee ... I am glad that you are following our orders and it is obvious to me that you have cummed in them and pee'd in them regularly ... because I can see the stains and I can certainly smell that they are soiled. I have a little surprise I have brought for you ... a gift from Mistress Rebecca."

She held out a little black leather bag. I took it from her an opened it up. I pulled out what I immediately identified as a male chastity device. My hand began to shake, slightly. 

"Yes, rickiee ... I can tell by your response that you already know what it is. Let's get it on now. I want you to sit on your couch over there and pull your panties down. Spread your legs and let me have full access to your little clittie." She demanded.

I sat on the sofa and did as she demanded. 

"Will you please lock my door, Miss Carissa?" I nicely asked.

"No! Let you be uncomfortable. If you haven't taught your staff to knock, then you will just have to worry about this! 

I was frightened. What if someone walks in? True, people knock ... but then they usually open the door. I was scared. My cock was tiny and limp.

Miss Carissa picked up the device and took a piece that would go at the base of my cock and around my balls. She put it in place in a rough manner. She pushed three rods from the back and then placed the plastic sheath over my cock and threaded the three rods through the corresponding openings. She then took a brass padlock and locked it into place. 

It was quite uncomfortable around my balls. Everything was squeezed into place and it felt quite bad.

"That surely doesn't look comfortable, rickiee ... now does it? But then again, it's not there for your pleasure, now is it? Your clittie, I must admit ... looks quite cute in its little plastic sheath. Guess you won't be cumming in these panties anymore, but peeing shouldn't be a problem." She said with a sinister laugh.

"Pull your panties up and get dressed. I am done with you for now. You will come to my apartment at 6:30 p.m. this evening. Don't be late. I am having a Tupperware party with some girlfriends and I want you to come and buy some Tupperware. If you are late, you will be very sorry."

She left as quickly as she came. Tupperware party? Sounds boring, but I guess I must do what I must do.

I arrived at Miss Carissa's house at 6:05. I was stuck in traffic on the avenue on the way because there was an accident.

"You're late. Get in here!" Miss Carissa said with a mad look on her face.

I walked in and there were six or seven other girls in the room. They must have all come from work and they were all dressed in dresses or skirts. When I looked around, I didn't see Tupperware ... I saw lingerie, dildos and other sex toys.

"Rickiee, I see you now realize this is not a Tupperware party at all. It's a sex toy party and you will now, disrobe."

"Carissa ... uhm ... wait ... "I managed to mumble.

"Rickiee, you undress NOW! If you are embarrassed that these girls will see you in your pretty little soiled panties ... you've got a lot more to be worried about than that!" She said with a chuckle.

All eyes were on me. I didn't know if I should run or what. There were girls in that apartment that were young. Miss Carissa was 21 and I am 50 years old. I am old enough to be the father of all the girls there that evening. Running wouldn't solve anything ... it would only complicate matters ... and ... looking around the room at those young pretty girls ... made me desire them. I realized, that while I would be the subject of their discipline and humiliation, I would also be able, I hoped, to see them naked ... to maybe serve them sexually. It was the perverted old man in me that ultimately made me stay!

"I said NOW, rickiee ... you undress immediately or WE will undress you!" barked Miss Carissa.

With hesitation, I reached down to my belt and slowly unbuckled it. I slipped off my shoes at the same time.

"Uhhh, speed it up, rickiee ... we don't have all day." Miss Carissa barked again.

I looked around as all eyes were on me. Some of the girls had let their legs drift open and I could see their panties up their skirts. It made my clittie begin to stir, but was quickly hampered by the chastity device I was wearing. My nipples hardened and my pulse quickened.

I unbuttoned my pants and let the slide down my legs. I was now exposed in Mistress Rebecca's little panties ... soiled by my cum and pee ... and now I had the outline of the plastic chastity device clearly showing through the thin panty material.

I stepped out of the pants and reached down to remove my socks. I reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it up and over my head.

I now stood in front of the now, giggling girls ... in only the sheer pair of panties.

"Turn around slowly for our guests, rickiee. Let them see what a little, slave pantyboy looks like. They have never seen one before." Laughed Miss Carissa.

I slowly turned around. I watched each girl as their eyes examined my body. My clittie kept trying to get hard, but was thwarted each time due to the chastity device

"Girls, the plastic chastity device on rickiee's penis ... clittie we call it ... is called a cb6000. It was put on rickiee, today ... by me and I have the key to unlock it. It allows him to pee and he can clean himself adequately in a shower or tub, but it does not allow him to maintain an erection. Any attempt to get an erection is met with pain and discomfort which make his clittie shrink again to its flaccid state.

"Rickiee, get down on your hands and knees and show the girls how a little slave, pantyboy makes pee pee. I want you to wet your panties through the CB6000." Miss Carissa ordered.

Oh my god, I thought to myself. Oh my god!

I obediently got down on all fours and tried to pee. I tried and tried and tried ... finally ... I felt a trickle of pee escape my clittie and wet my panties. I heard a series of gasps and giggles as the panties got soaked from me pee and the pee leaked onto the floor. I felt myself blushing.

As hard as it was to start, it was harder to stop. I flooded the panties and I felt them get soaked and the wetness spread through the panties and I was finally, sopping wet.

"Lick the pee off the floor, rickiee"

I leaned over and licked my pee. My ass was up in the air and I licked the pee from the floor. Miss Carissa finally threw a roll of paper towels to me.

"Clean the rest of it with the paper towels. It will take you forever to lick up all your pee and there isn't time." She ordered.

I wiped up the remaining pee on the floor.

"I want you to crawl to each of my guests, rickiee ... like a dog. And like a dog, I want you to sniff their crotches. I want you to know the "smell" of each of my guests."

I looked around at the girls surrounding me. I was quite embarrassed by my pee pee panties and the overall situation, but I was excited that I would get the opportunity to see each girl up close ... get to enjoy their panties and get to small their crotch's. Being a panty fetishist, I couldn't imagine anything better!

I crawled over to the first girl. She had blonde hair and green eyes. She was thin and had long sexy legs with black high heeled shoes. As I approached her, she spread her legs wider, in a very unlady-like fashion. Her pantied crotch came into view and I could see a few stray blonde hairs escaping the confines of the red nylon crotch. I put my face and nose between her legs and she patted my head like a dog as I sniffed her crotch. It smelled like perfume and piss and sweat. It was glorious. I rubbed my nose against her crotch and pressed it lightly into the crease of her pussy. I felt a smack on my ass.

"I said to sniff their crotches, pantyboy ... not touch them." barked Miss Carissa.

I obediently withdrew my nose. I still lingered in the area of her crotch, enjoying the smell of the perfume, piss, and sweat. I looked up at her and she giggled.

I slowly crawled away from her and approached the girl next to her. She was a brunette with a killer body and blue eyes. She also spread her legs and revealed the green nylon panties she was wearing. She too had stray hairs escaping the crotch of her panties. I was in heaven. Panties, pussy hair and the lovely odor of a woman's crotch are perhaps the greatest pleasure in my life. I have stolen many panties from hampers and Laundromats ... never have I had the opportunity to enjoy the panties on the women who wear them ... and certainly never in this way!

I moved my nose in close to her crotch ... she too had a vague perfume odor and the familiar smell of sweat and pee that would be on the crotch of any panties that have been worn for an entire day at work. I sniffed and sniffed ... my cock tried to harden, but couldn't ... I did feel as though I was leaking precum, however.

I looked up at the brunette and she looked down at me, and began to giggle as the previous girl had.

I withdrew from between her legs and crawled over to the next girl. She was a blonde and slightly heavier than the other two. She had worn thigh high stockings and purple nylon panties. She had a huge bush and there was a lot of hair escaping the crotchband of her panties. I moved my nose in close to her panties and sniffed her like a dog. She did not have any perfume and I could smell a stronger odor, not offensive, but stronger odor from her panty crotch. It smelled wonderful and her hair was a huge added bonus. I could feel it brushing against my nose and tickling it. I wanted to stick my tongue out and lick her, but I knew it would only cause a lot of problems. S

She reached down and petted my head and then took hold of my ears and rubbed my face in her pussy. Wow, that was exciting. She rubbed my nose up and down the crotch of her panties and I could feel a wetness ooze through the sheer fabric. She was excited and the smell was that of sexual excitement. My cock began to harden, and then met the resistance of the plastic cage. She pulled my face in and up and down as she pressed her crotch against my face. I heard the other girls giggle and clap. Up and down, up and down she rubbed my face in the crease of her panty crotch. Her hair tickled my face and the smell of her excitement was incredible.

I felt a smack on my ass again, and I was pulled away by Miss Carissa. "Beth, darling ... we mustn't give the pantyboy too much enjoyment this early, if at all. This is supposed to be a punishment and I get the feeling he is enjoying it a bit too much." Miss Carissa explained to her guest.

"Stand up rickiee" ordered Miss Carissa.

She pulled my still damp panties down and inspected my cock cage. A stream of precum oozed out of the opening at the tip of the plastic cover and she touched her finger to it.

"Just as I thought ... you ARE enjoying this!" She put her precum covered finger to my lips. "Lick your precum from my finger, pantyboy!" she ordered.

I licked my precum from her finger. It was thick and gooey. I felt more leak from the tip of my clittie. I could feel it oozing out.

"Get back down on your hands and knees again, rickiee." She ordered as she removed my panties.

She approached me from the front and put the panties on over my head. The crotch went from my forehead down over my nose and mouth. I could see through the leg openings.

"Beth, why don't you come over here with that ponytail dildo I showed you all earlier? I would like you to insert it into rickiee's ass so he can have a tail like a dog as well." Miss Carissa explained with a taunting tone in her voice.

Beth, the one who had just rubbed my face in her panty crotch approached with a device that had what looked like long hair attached to a butt plug. She took a tube of KY jelly and squeezed a bunch of it between my ass cheeks onto my ass hole. She slipped on a latex glove and pushed a finger into my ass hole to lubricate it. Then she pushed in a second one. Then she found my prostate and rubbed it. I could feel a large release of precum ooze from my clittie cock. She played with my prostate for a while and then withdrew her finger. She leaned over and inspected the result of her massage of my prostate. 

"Look Carissa ... look at all the precum that has oozed from pantyboy's little encased clittie" she said with a giggle. 

"Yes, Beth ... you have really milked him nicely ... now jam that tail in his ass so we can get on with the show!" she demanded.

Beth took the butt plug with the tail and shoved it in my ass.

"Shake your ass, pantyboy ... and make your tail move for all of us, then get on with the crotch sniffing." Miss Carissa ordered.

I shook my ass and felt the tail move because it brushed against each of my legs. Someone took a picture as I saw the flash of the camera. There was now going to be a picture of me, on all fours ... naked except for the cock chastity device and a tail embedded in my ass hole with a butt plug. Wow ... what has become of my life?

I crawled over to the next girl ... she had red hair which I immediately realized was real. She had a thick patch of pubic hair that escaped the confines of her small, sheer panties. I crawled over as she spread her legs wider. I moved my nose next to her hairy pantied crotch and sniffed. Her crotch and panties had the smell of perfume as well as most of the other girls. I saw, as I looked closer ... the "string" hanging out of the edge of her panties. It was just the slight tip of it ...SHE HAD HER PERIOD and was wearing a tampon. I sniffed and sniffed at her crotch ... it smelled lovely.

"Rickiee, do you see the string escaping the crotch of her panties?" I heard Miss Carissa ask. Not waiting for my answer ... "you will have some fun with that later!" she giggled.

I felt her tugging on my tail. I backed up. "Let's get on with the sniffing, rickiee." demanded Miss Carissa.

I crawled over to the next girl. She looked to be the youngest of the others and she was definitely the thinnest. She had long legs and she had kicked off her shoes. Her feet were beautiful and her toenails were painted a pretty pink. She spread her legs and invited me in by pointing at her crotch. She was the only one wearing a thong and it appeared to be a peach color, but was completely between her pussy lips. I approached and sniffed. She had blonde hair on her head, but dark black hair on her pussy. It was a pretty thick patch of hair and it glistened with some wetness which was obviously caused by her excitement. She grabbed my head and pulled it up to her pussy. She rubbed my face and I felt the wetness. She smelled nice. The customary perfume and piss/sweat odor. She pulled my face away, pulled her panties out of her pussy ... and almost instantly let a stream of hot piss shoot into my face.

I was taken by surprise and her hot piss burned my eyes. It dripped into my mouth and was very salty. She stopped her stream of piss. "There will be more of this later, pantyboy" she said.

I crawled away and approached the last of the girls. She looked to be the sluttiest of them all. She opened her legs and I saw her yellow panties. They looked kind of puffy and I thought that maybe she had a sanitary pad in there. As I approached and started to sniff, I realized it was a cock. She was a he ... a very beautiful he ... a transvestite. My cock started to swell. Again, it was stopped. Oh my god ... a tranny ... this is very exciting.

"How do my panties smell, rickiee" asked the tranny.

I sniffed and sniffed ... looked more at the cute panty bulge. I was very excited and aroused, though my cock was forced to being flaccid because of its plastic cage.

"Look at pantyboy rickiee ... he is SO interested in what's inside your panties, Leah! Why don't you let him suck on it a bit, let he see what its like to be a woman ... shoot your hot cum down his sissy throat! Maybe you can fuck his asspussy later too ... le him really see what a girl has to put up with!" Miss Carissa suggested.

I saw a few more flashes of light. More pictures were being taken of me. Leah scooted her but forward and pulled her panties aside. A beautiful clittie sprung into view. It was so nice. I've always wanted to suck one, but never thought that would ever happen. I've always thought of myself as being bisexual.

Leah reached forward and grabbed my head and pulled the panties over my face to the side. He pulled my face forward and slipped his limp clittiecock into my mouth. At first I just let it sit there.

"Start sucking, sissyboy ... lick that clittie and get it hard ... make it squirt into your mouthpussy" Leah insisted.

I started to suck his clittiecock. It felt wonderful inside my mouth. My clittie wanted to get hard. It is so frustrating not being able to. It would start to harden, then get soft. Over and over again. The best it could do was to just leak.

I sucked his ... her delicious cock in my mouth. I started to let it slide in and out of my mouth. I would let the head reach my lips, then suck the entire cock back in again. I felt it start to harden. As it hardened, it also got thicker. She started to thrust her hips with my mouth movements and all of a sudden, her clittie cock was hard. It was so nice and thick and long. I could feel it pulsate in my mouth as I sucked and she pumped. In and out, in and out her cock slipped ...I could feel precum begin to ooze from it. I felt a slicker, thicker fluid in my mouth. My own spit began to ooze from my mouth as his hard clittie rammed in and out of my mouth. I needed an erection. I needed to masturbate or get sucked too. I was so horny. So randy from all that has happened so far.

I heard the girls giggling and the camera's popping. I felt his clittiecock slipping and sliding in and out of my mouth. All of a sudden, I felt her clittie begin to pulsate and thicken. As that happened, she thrusted her hips forward and I felt a hot splash of cum shoot into the back of my throat. I almost gagged on it because I hadn't expected it and never experienced it happening before. With each thrust, I felt a hot squirt of her girlie semen shoot into my mouth. It had a slightly salty and at the same time, sweet taste. It was really very pleasant. I had tasted my own; many times ... hers was somewhat different ... but at the same time ... the same. It's hard to explain. She must have shot a load into my mouth six or seven times. There was an awful lot that shot out too. I was gulping it down, along with the copious amounts of my own saliva.




The Sexy Domme Next Door Ch. 03



I had just sucked my first cock. I loved it. I hope it happens again, real soon I though.

"Rickiee, there is a whole room of girls here ... and I think they need some pleasure too ... so let's get started. You have been quite rude to my guests, so I think you need a good over the knee spanking." Miss Carissa explained.

I turned around on my hands and knees and looked at Miss Carissa. What a sight I must have been. I was on my hands and knees, naked except for the cb6000 on my clittie, the tail hanging out of my ass and the panties over my face. I could still taste Leah's cum in my mouth and I could smell my piss on the pissy panties I was wearing on my head. My clittie was leaking through the plastic cage and I was a horny mess.

"Get up, rickiee, and lay across my lap." She ordered.

I did as I was instructed. I laid across her lap ... my encased clittie cock trapped between my body and her thigh. She reached back and abruptly pulled the butt plug from my ass. She then pulled the panties aside on my face and told me to suck the plug clean. She pushed the butt plug in my mouth and expected me to clean it from my ass. As I sucked it clean, I felt her hand descend on my asscheek.

The girls and Leah were gathered around me, watching the spanking. 

"I will administer 50 hard spanks by hand, rickiee. That will then be replaced by a paddle that the girls will take 10 swats with each. If you do the math, that's another 60 swats on your ass. If that doesn't have you crying, then they will each use a crop to administer another 10 each. I expect that your ass will be bruised and even bloody by the time it's done. At that point, I am sure Leah would love to fuck your asspussy with her hard clittiecock." 

As she finished the description, the second spank with her hand came upon me. She took time between each slap. My asscheeks were burning and it was only the second spank. The next four were in rapid succession and very hard. She then stopped for a little while, and the pain worsened. It burned so bad ... and stung. Then 7, 8 and 9 were quick but slower than before. It hurt so badly and I was wiggling on her lap.

Numbers 10 though 15 were very hard but this time they were directed on the lower part of my ass cheeks and the inside of my thigh near my balls. The next several were between the cheeks of my ass as she pulled them apart with her other hand. Parts of her fingers hit the outside of my asshole as she spanked the inside of my crack. I fought back the tears. It hurt terribly. I looked up and saw the giggling girls watching. A couple had their fingers on the crotch of their panties. She then began slapping the back of my thighs and then up and down from there to my ass cheeks. Up and down, between my ass cheeks and all over the place. Her hands hit at random locations. I didn't know where or when. By the time the 50 spanks were administered, I hurt all over. My thighs and ass were on fire.

"Get up rickiee and do not reach back to rub your ass. The next spanks with the paddle will be done over the lap of each of the girls as they do it. You will get over the lap of one, get your ten spanks with the paddle, then get up and move to the next girl ... until all six have given you their ten swats with the paddle. Oh, and make sure you thank them for the punishment."

"Girls, I expect you to do it with meaning. You are to spank him hard. This is not to provide pleasure for him, but instead ... punishment."

I got up and moved over the first girls lap. She hit me ten times in quick succession with the paddle. I thought I was going to die. I wanted to cry but held it back. After all, I couldn't cry ... I am a man. Right?

I got up, thanked her and got over the lap of the next girl. She spanked me one spank at a time with about a half minute between each spank. "Your ass is crimson red, rickiee" she added. "It's beginning to blister!" she then said.

I got up, thanked her and got over the next lap. She spanked me, not only on my ass, but on my thighs. She spread my legs so wide, that one of the spanks actually brushed the edge of my balls. I let out a scream and moan. I was on fire.

Again, I got up ... thanked her and got over the thighs of my next punisher. She hit me so hard with the paddle, that my bladder gave out and I pissed all over her thighs. I started to cry. When she finished spanking me, she told me to get up and clean her with my tongue. I kneeled, apologized for peeing on her ... then licked her thighs clean. The sight of her panties excited me, but as was always the case, I could not achieve an erection.

"Rickiee, that was so rude. After you are finished with your spanking, you will be caned. You must never be so disrespectful again." Miss Carissa yelled at me

When the spankings were finished, I was led over to a wooden horse. It was something my father used when he would cut wood. He would lay the wood over two of them and then saw what he needed. 

"You get over that horse so we can strap your legs and arms to the legs of the horse."

I did as I was told. There was a cushion wrapped around the center cross section, so it wasn't uncomfortable, but being bent over like that was not comfortable at all.

Miss Carissa pulled my panties down as far as they would go, exposing my ass.

"You will receive 50 swats with the cane, rickiee. It will crack open your skin and you will have welts and sores to remind you of the disrespect you showed my guest by pissing all over her. Let's get started!"

What seemed like an eternity ended in the cane smashing against both of my asscheeks. I never felt a searing pain like that in my life. I got panicked thinking about what 50 of them would feel like.

"You will count, out loud, for us rickiee. If you miss a number, you will have that one repeated again. If you miss the count a second time, we will start over at one. You understand you little pantyshit? Miss Carissa said.

"Yes Miss Carissa ... I understand." I replied quietly.

"You have something to say, rickiee?" asked Miss Carissa.

"No Maam." I replied.

"Ok, then we will start at one again. You never counted number one!" she giggled.

The cane came smashing across my asscheeks again.

"One" I quickly said.

The cane cut through the air with a swish as it hit my ass again. 

"Two"

Again it came down on my ass, this time a little further down towards my thighs.

"Three"

I heard the others talking quietly ... giggling at times.

Smack the cane hit me again. I barely said four when it hit again. 

"Five"

Then in rapid succession for the next 10, the cane ripped my skin open. It burned terribly, but I managed to keep count.

At 15, she slowed down and touched my asscheeks.

"My oh my, little rickiee ... you're not going to be sitting on those for a while" she noted with a giggle.

Again, she administered ten quick hard whips with the cane, but this time it was further down and mostly on the top of the back of my thighs.

I began to cry. I couldn't help it. It hurt so badly and my ass felt like it was being burned with a flame. 

At 25, she stopped again and she walked around me.

Number 26, 27 and 28 were applied to my balls by hitting me with the cane in an upward motion. I struggled at the ropes that kept me tied to the horse. I couldn't get free and I cried like a little baby. I just wanted to close my legs so I could protect my balls, but that didn't happen.

I missed the count. It hurt too much and I was too preoccupied by the cruel attention being given to my balls.

"You forgot to count, rickiee. You know what that means ... we have to start over at one." She said with a tone that made me understand she was serious.

"I will tell you, what ... rickiee. Your ass is so bruised and full of bloody welts, that I will give you a choice. You can either have the remaining 22 cane strokes, wherever I wish to place them, or you can be untied, your clittie cock relieved of its plastic cage and you will be whipped with a crop on your little disgusting cock for the remaining 22 strokes. Not much of a choice, but a choice nevertheless."

I thought about it.

"An answer would be nice, you little worm." She yelled at me.

"Miss Carissa, Ma'am ... I will take it ... I will take the..." I burst into tears. I regained my composure ... "I will take the remaining 22 to my cock." I wasn't sure that I had made the right choice, but it was a choice.

"It's not a cock, rickiee ... men have cocks. You have a little clittie." She giggled.

"Yes ma'am" I replied. "I will take the remaining 22 to my clittie." I said tearfully.

Without so much as a word, two of the girls came forward and untied my arms and legs from the horse. I stood up slowly. My ass was on fire and my legs were cramped from the position I was forced into. Miss Carissa approached me and unlocked the lock holding the cb6000 on my cock. She roughly pulled it off my clittie.

Two of the other girls took me by my arms and roughly led me over to a table that looked like a doctors exam table.

"Get up on that table and put your legs in the stirrups, pantyboy" said one of the girls.

I got up on the table, and as my ass hit the table, I thought I was going to go through the roof. The pain of laying or sitting on my blistered ass was unbearable. I jumped down and reached back to rub my ass.

"Keep that shit up, pantyboy ... and I will see to it that you won't sit for a month." Miss Carissa yelled.

I looked at her, I could tell by the expression on her face that she meant business. I got up on the table and laid down. It hurt and burned, but I managed to find it within me to bear the pain.

"Strap his sissy legs in the stirrups and use the chest fastener straps to strap him down to the table. There are also wrist straps on each side to strap his wrists down." Miss Carissa ordered.

"Rickiee, this table is provided to me by Mistress Rebecca. As you know, she owns a medical supply company and had this in the basement. She had it modified with the straps. It's a basic gynecologist's exam table other than the modifications. Now you can get an idea of what a woman goes through when she visits her gynecologist." Miss Carissa explained.

Being fully strapped down and basically immobilized, I laid there awaiting my fate. Mistress Rebecca entered the room. She was dressed in black leather. Very tight and very sexy. She had a killer body and this outfit only made her look sexier.

"Hello rickiee. You don't think I was going to miss out on your night of discipline did you? I wouldn't miss it for the world." she chuckled.

Mistress Rebecca held up a crop. She took the tip of it and touched my clittie with it, lifting it up and sliding it down to the juncture of my clittie and balls. She flipped my clittie up so that it rested on my abdomen. She tapped my balls.

"Gnuhhh ..." I moaned.

"Oh come on, rickiee ... if this is unpleasant ... then you will never get past what's coming. I suggest you man-up, if that is at all possible for a little sissy like you. Either way, I don't care. You will be severely punished AND no matter what ... you will suffer."

She took the crop and struck me on my mid thigh. Then she hit the other side. Then back to the first one. She administered ten quick, hard hits with the crop.

"Carissa, darling ... I want you to undress and I want you to straddle rickiee's face with your ass and pussy. He will pleasure you, while I punish him. If he screams, you are to quiet his screams by smothering him with your ass and pussy. He will either pleasure you and enjoy it, or be smothered with each and every scream he lets out." Mistress Rebecca explained.

I turned my head as Miss Carissa undressed. My cock sprung to attention seeing her beautiful naked body and thinking about the pleasure I would experience with her pussy and ass on my face. She climbed up on the table and pressed her pussy against my mouth. It was already wet and it smelled of piss, perfume, and excitement. She rubbed it on my nose and mouth, as I stuck out my tongue to pleasure her. The moment I started, I felt the crop descend on my hard clittie. It hit the tip of it and I bucked my hips.

The crop started hitting my clittie cock. Several smacks were administered to it and, of course, it shrunk from its erect state. I felt the crop hit below my balls, in the crack of my ass. Several hits were aimed there and then she hit my balls.

I felt a hand take hold of my clittie and pull it up. The crop came down on my balls again. I started to scream, only to be muffled by Carissa's ass coming down on my mouth. The crop started hitting my clittie, then my balls, then back to my clittie. It felt like my clittie was going to fall off, as if it were severed from my body. The pain was so intense, it would have been preferable.

Miss Carissa lifted her ass up.

"You done screaming, rickiee?" she questioned

"Yes Ma'am, I will try."

The cropping ended. I continued to pleasure Miss Carissa ... hearing her moaning and pressing her dripping wet pussy to my mouth. The sopping wet hair soaking my face as I pleasured her. Despite the pain my clittie felt, I felt it beginning to harden again.

I heard Mistress Rebecca speak. "Let's continue to the examination of this little girl. It looks to me as though she needs to cum, so let's see if we can accommodate her in some painful way to achieve that."

What could she possibly mean? I couldn't see anything that was going on. I felt something enter my asshole. It felt like a finger. It withdrew and then entered again. It withdrew then I felt something larger and cold press in. It pressed in, then withdrew a little, then pressed again ... repeated a few times, and then I felt it "plunk" in as it was pulled in by my sphincter muscle. I assumed it was some sort of butt plug.

Then I felt the attention going to my clittie. I felt hand on it, and then I felt a cold liquid squeezed onto the tip. Something was then inserted into my peehole. It felt like pressure and burning as it was pushed in. It was quite uncomfortable ... I assumed it was a catheter of some sort.

I then felt something at the base of my clittie ... as it got pulled tight around it. Some sort of a band was being applied to the base.

I felt them doing things to the things they put on and in me. I could only guess as to what they were doing. This time, I had no idea.

All of a sudden, I felt a jolt of electricity course through my clittie, balls and asshole. My body arched off the table.

"Rickiee" I heard Mistress Rebecca break the silence. "Rickiee, I can cause you intense pain or extreme pleasure ... and everything in between, if I desire. Your pain/pleasure fate is in my hands. The degree of pleasure you give to Miss Carissa will be result in the same to you. If you aren't having her achieve orgasm, you will receive the pain. Your work is cut out for you ... Miss Carissa is not in love with men. You are going to have to bring her to orgasm, even though you are not her choice of a sexual partner. Good luck, rickiee!" Mistress Rebecca giggled.

Another shock of electricity went through my sex organs. The pain was intense, and I couldn't do anything to stop my body from straining against my restraints. That was unpleasing to Miss Carissa and only brought me the pain.

I felt the electricity begin to cycle. It would start out low, pleasurable, then increase to pain, slowly ... then back down to pleasure. I could feel my clittie jerking to the cycles. I would feel intense pleasurable feeling starting at my prostate and working up to my clittie. I could feel, what seemed to be, oozing from the opening in my clittie. I wasn't sure what it was ... was it lubrication from the catheter or was it precum.

I felt clamps being applied to my nipples. It hurt real badly, but the pain subsided pretty quickly especially when I felt the waves going through my clittie. I felt a blast of electricity on my nipples. My nipples were now connected! 

Miss Carissa was riding my face like she was riding a horse. I was intoxicated by the smell of her arousal. My body was being put through wave after wave or pain and pleasure. I tried my hardest to pleasure Miss Carissa, since to do so ... resulted in exquisite pleasure for me.

My clittie jumped and pulsated. I could feel the electricity surging through my clittie and into my ass. It was an incredible feeling that is almost impossible to explain. I was brought to the brink of orgasm many times. As pleasurable as it was, it was also very frustrating. Each time I thought I was going to be allowed to cum, I would get a blast of current that would take it away. Pain and pleasure, over and over and over again.

I barely even thought about Miss Carissa riding my face. I smelled her all over me. There were thick secretions coming out of her and she was, at times, mashing her sex all over my face. Finally, I felt her muscles tighten and she let out a scream of lust ... the scream of an orgasm. She came and came on my face. My face was sore from her wet matted pubic hairs rubbing my face, over and over again ... almost like sandpaper. She was magnificent. I didn't care. I loved the taste of her; I loved her hairy bush and her beautiful body. As she began to relax following her climax, she pissed all over my face. Her hot piss splashed all over my face and chest. She pissed and pissed and pissed. She reached down and pried open my lips ... only to flood my mouth with her delicious piss. I was gulping the hot, salty offering when all of a sudden, I felt my clittie harden and thicken ... and I blasted my long denied orgasm. I came so hard, it hurt. My cum squirted out in all directions because of the catheter that was inserted in my pee hole.

The pleasure of the intense orgasm was quickly erased by the painful current that was blasted through my clittie and rectum. I screamed in torment and my body arched off the table. My rectum clenched the hard invader. She let it continue. I thought I was going to pass out ... and then ... finally I did.

To be continued ...



The Sexy Domme Next Door Ch. 04



I walked into my guest bedroom to make the bed. Mistress Carissa had slept there last night with a girl friend. I was not permitted to enter the room while they were there and they were gone this morning before I woke up. I went in to make the bed and clean up. As I pulled the sheets off the bed to change them, I noticed a pair of yellow nylon panties. I had seen them on Mistress Carissa many times, so I was sure they belonged to her. With trembling hands, I picked them up. Immediately I felt the cool silky fabric on my hands. Just touching them made my cock begin to harden. I rubbed the material between my fingers gently, almost hypnotized by the feeling. My heart was beating hard and my breathing had become shallow. I surely shouldn't be doing this ... not without the permission of the owner, Mistress Carissa. I put them down on the night table next to the bed and tried to focus on my duty. I stripped all the sheets from the bed, rolled them into a ball, and gently laid them on a chair. My eyes went back to the panties, sitting there. Looking around, I slowly walked over to the panties and picked them up again. I put them back down immediately and picked up the sheets to take to the laundry room. 

I was dressed in Mistress Rebecca's panties that I had slept in. I was required to always wear her panties, her worn panties that she would give me to wear. I was required to masturbate in them and to let my cum dry as I wore them. I was required to pee in them, at least once during the day and allow them to dry, on me, as well.

As I walked downstairs, dressed only in the panties and training bra, I looked around to see if anyone else was home. Mistress Carissa and Mistress Rebecca have a key to my house, and come and go on a regular basis. Sometimes they interact with me, other times they just come and go. If I go anywhere, there is a sign-out sheet for me to fill in, letting them know where I went, the reason, and when I expect to return. They of course, do not advise me of their whereabouts, nor am I permitted to inquire.

I went in the laundry room, threw in the sheets and pillow cases, and turned on the machine. As I exited the room, I looked around and saw that I was alone. I went back upstairs and grabbed new bedding from the hall closet and took them into the guest room. Again the panties drew my attention and almost as if I had no choice, I walked over and picked them up.

They were so small and pretty. Shiny yellow nylon ... very sheer and tiny. I rubbed them in my fingers and picked them up to my face ... inhaling sharply as they touched my nose. I could smell Carissa's perfume ... I breathed in, enjoying the smell and the feeling of them on my face. With trembling hands, I turned them inside out and examined the crotch. There was a crusty, white line of residue in the crotch. Carefully protecting this residue, I brought them up to my nose, inhaling and hoping to smell Carissa's pussy. I lightly touched the tip of my tongue to the line of residue. Pulling them away, I examined the crotch ... noting two pubic hairs stuck through the fabric. I was trembling, my hands visibly shaking and my cock leaking in Mistress Rebecca's panties. I removed one of the crinkly pubic hairs and put in on my tongue ... feeling its texture on my tongue ... my nipples were hard as rocks, poking at the material of my nylon training bra. I needed to masturbate ... I needed release. But I knew, masturbating with Mistress Carissa's panties would not be allowed. I didn't care, I would suffer whatever consequences were to come, and I had to masturbate ... the object of my desires being the panties and the owner. I am so attracted to Mistress Carissa ... I always have been even before she knew who I was ... before she ever was brought into my life.

I took the panties and put them over my head, so that the crusty crotch panel was over my nose and extended down to my mouth ... I pushed the crusty part into my mouth and scraped the delicious discharge onto my teeth ... as my hand rubbed my cock through Mistress Rebecca's panties. What a pathetic mess I was ... standing there in that condition ... masturbating and fantasizing about Mistress Carissa. Within seconds, I was cumming. Not a lot of cum, because I had masturbated, as ordered, by my Mistresses several times the day before and before I went to bed.

There are times I am instructed to masturbate several times a day, and there are other times I am locked in a chastity device and not permitted to cum for a week at a time. As I regained my senses and turned, simultaneously taking the panties off my head ... I saw Mistress Carissa standing at the bedroom door. My heart skipped a beat or two and I started to speak ...

"Shut the fuck up, cunt-boy ... don't even say one word. You are in major trouble right now ... trying to say anything will just make it that much worse for you." She said in a very stern, disturbed voice.

"Put those panties back on your head and kneel at my feet," she demanded.

"Lift my skirt, and remove my panties. Treat them with respect, unlike what you did with my other panties. What gives you the right to play with my panties? How dare you desecrate my intimate belongings, any of my belongings ... you pathetic little ... whatever you are!" she screamed.

With that, she kicked me in the balls, knocking me over, moaning. I grasped my balls.

"Don't touch yourself you fucking cunt. Don't you dare try to alleviate the pain I just gave you." She screamed.

She walked over and stood over me, her hairy pussy almost directly over my head. She squatted slightly and began to pee on my panty covered face. She must have not pee'd for some time, because she was peeing hard and long. The hot piss soaking the panties, my face, and hair. She stepped back and pissed all over my body ... soaking Mistress Rebecca's panties and my shriveled up cock. Despite the pain in my balls and the sheer embarrassment of the situation ... my cock began to harden.

"You are the most disgusting, despicable ..." she started to say without finishing. "Put your hands underneath you and lay there in this piss until Mistress Rebecca comes ... I know she is on her way ... and we will decide how to deal with you. Move and/or touch your cock ... and you will sorry you are alive."

I laid there in the piss for what seemed like forever, but was probably only about 20 minutes. The warm piss had turned cold and I was cold lying on the floor, wet. I head the door open downstairs and voices. Within seconds, Mistresses Rebecca and Carissa were standing looking at me.

"I need to pee. It looks like a perfectly good toilet to me lying there ... so I think I will." Mistress Rebecca said in a flat tone.

She lifted her skirt and revealed no panties. She had a magnificent black pubic triangle. Looking up at her, made my cock begin to harden. It was met with Carissa's foot.

"Ugggghhhhh, "I blurted out.

Carissa giggled and Mistress Rebecca began to pee. The first stream landed directly on my eyes and the hot, salty piss made my eyes burn. She soaked me with her pee as I watched it escape from her hairy bush in a thick torrent.

"Masturbate for us, rickiee!" demanded Mistress Rebecca. "Show us how much you adore our piss and would do anything for us ... "

I had cum only about a half hour ago. I wasn't sure if I could cum again ... but I knew I had to ... no matter what, or there would be a huge price to pay. I played with my nylon and piss covered cock. To my amazement, it got hard and within a short period of time, I came. Again, very little came out, but there was enough for Mistress Rebecca to know that I wasn't trying to fake it.

"I think it's time, Carissa darling ... that we really begin to escalate rickiee's training ... he needs to become the woman he always wanted to be ... along with an ample amount of public humiliation and discovery" Mistress Rebecca said slowly, as if she was devising it all as she went along.

"I think we need a change in location. Somewhere that we can experiment with rickiee where no one will know us. Yes, I think we need to take a trip to ... uhm ... Montreal." Mistress Rebecca mused.

"Get up, rickiee, clean up, and let's get packing. There is a lot to pack ... we need all of our "stuff" to continue your training. Carissa, can you imagine getting stopped at Customs and them seeing all rickiee's playthings!" she giggled.

"I can only hope that happens, Rebecca. His luggage will have to be plainly marked so they will know it's his belongings." Carissa giggled as she spoke.

My head was swimming. What is this going to turn into? While I was nervous and afraid, I was curiously excited.

The Next Day

"Make sure you pack everything ... rickiee ... all your panties, all of your toys ... everything. Got it?" Mistress Carissa yelled.

"Yes, Mistress ... I will be sure to pack everything."

Mistress Rebecca entered my room. "Let's get you dressed for this ride, rickiee. You will wear these panties that I wore yesterday and today ... I got them nice and used for you. You will wear a clittie cage and an inflatable butt plug. That little pink nylon training bra will be perfect as well. Maybe the customs officers will get a giggle out of seeing you wear a bra. I want you to wear a pair of shorts and a white tee shirt. I want you bare as possible, so a pair of girlie sandals as well." She giggled as she spoke.

I was trembling with anticipation. The thought of being exposed to this degree was beyond my comprehension. I have never been publicly exposed like this. Sure, I have been the play toy of various people that the Mistress' brought to play with me, but I have never done anything like this. What would they think at Custom's as we cross the border? There is nothing illegal, but it would be surely embarrassing. There would be no question that I was wearing a bra. A noticeable lump would be where the cb6000 was and I would be very conscious of the plug up my ass, which had been there for all those hours in the car. I started to get hard, thinking about this.

"Look at you, you little whore. Already you are getting excited and I'm not even touching you. You've become so responsive since we have been working with you. All we have to do is suggest something and you're hard and dripping. So pathetic! You had better get that clit of your soft so I can put on your cage, or I will make it go limp ... I promise you that!" barked Mistress Rebecca.

The harder I tried, the harder I got. My clittie was standing straight up and there was a drop of pre-cum oozing from the tip. I was again, being betrayed by my uncontrollable clit. Mistress Rebecca giggled and grabbed my balls ... tightening her fingers around the base and then punched them with her free hand. It took my breath away and the pain was so intense, I began to try ... trying to catch my breath at the same time.

"I warned you girlie-boy. If you can't control that disgusting clit, then I will!" she barked.

Quickly and efficiently, she put the cb6000 on me then locked it up tight.

"Get up and bend over ... I want to insert the butt plug."

Obediently I stood up and bent over ... grabbing my ankles. I immediately felt a cold glob of lubricant being dripped on my gaping asshole. I felt a finger invade me, then two. Immediately I felt the probing of my prostate and I could feel the pre-cum oozing from the tip of my clit, into the cb6000. Then without so much as a second to gather myself, she removed her fingers and slammed the butt plug in. I could feel it inflate and then she was done. I was plugged and caged. She removed the tubing used to inflate the rubber cock invading my asshole.

"Put on my panties, the bra and get dressed. I want to get out of here within the next 30 minutes."

I was so sore from the rubber intruder. My balls still ached from being punched and my clittie was oozing in the plastic cage. I got dressed as instructed, and looked in the full length mirror on the door. Oh my god, everything was noticeable. The shorts were thin and tight. The bulge was evident and it was clear it wasn't the bulge of a well endowed man. When I turned around, the little nib that the tubing is attached to on the butt plug could be seen depending on how I moved. The bra through the tee shirt could have been seen by a blind person. This was, indeed, going to be a nerve-wracking trip.

The car was loaded and we were off. I was to drive because it would be even more uncomfortable for me, sitting on the butt plug.

"Well, rickiee ... the gps is programmed and we should be at the border in about six hours. I booked us a suite and an adjoining room at the Hotel De La Montagne in downtown Montreal. Mistress Carissa and I will share the suite and you will have the adjoining room."

While I was driving, Mistress Carissa and Mistress Rebecca were making out in the back seat ... playing with each other and giving each other orgasms. The car began to smell like sex and I was in a heightened state or arousal because of their antics. I'm sure it wasn't being done to give me any satisfaction ... but to see those two beautiful women making love in the back seat was really exciting. The butt plug began to pulsate in my ass, or feel like it was ... and my clittie was leaking profusely. Oh great, there would be a wet spot in my shorts when I get out of the car!

Just a few miles before the border, I was told by Mistress Carissa to pull over. She had me sit there for a few minutes then continue. We arrived at Customs in Champlain, New York. It wasn't busy at all. As I drove up, the agent told me to pull over to one of the areas set up. I did as I was told. When he walked over, he told us to get out of the car. Oh god, my nightmare was becoming a reality. When I got out, he looked at me and immediately I could tell he saw my bra. He got a strange look on his face and looked me over.

"Why did you pull over before you got here, sir? He asked.

I wasn't sure what to say, the question took me by surprise and I was very uncomfortable with the way I was dressed.

"Sir, I would like an answer to that question."

"Well, I had a cramp and I just needed to pull over for a minute." I answered in a shaky voice.

He looked over at Mistress Carissa and Mistress Rebecca, then back at me. "Sir, are you sure with that answer? We find often times; it is done by people to conceal something that they don't want discovered." If you are concealing something illegal, it would be far better for you to be honest now, because we will find it."

"Uhm, no sir ... we are just going to Montreal for a vacation. I'm not concealing anything ... illegal." I answered in an unconvincing voice

Ok, please take all of your belongings out and put them on the tables.

I removed all of our suitcases and put them on the table.

"Sir, please open each one for me."

Oh god, here we go. What am I going to say? What am I going to do? I glanced over to my Mistresses and saw they were enjoying my predicament.

"If the two of you ladies would come over here to assist in this search, I would appreciate it. I don't want to be accused of taking anything or breaking anything."

They came over and I opened the first suitcase. It was one of mine. Oh my god. My heart was pounding and my hands were shaking. I am sure he noticed all of this. He looked in the suitcase that was filled with panties, lingerie, dildo's, strap-on's ... you name it ... it was in there. He got a look on his face then looked up at me.

"Please identify the owner of this suitcase, sir!"

"Well, sir ... it is mine I said as my face turned completely red."

"Sir, I would like to explain all of this. I mean, I wish I didn't have to ... but I think it will clear up a lot of your suspicion."

He looked at me, back into the suitcase ... over at Rebecca and Carissa, then back at me. He didn't say anything for what seemed like an eternity. Then he said, "Ok, I'm listening."

"This isn't easy for me, as you will soon clearly see why. You see, well ... uhm ... I ... ok ... hold on a second. I am, I guess you could say ... a crossdresser ... a... a... a... fetishist. This is so embarrassing, sir. And these two women are my ... well, they are my ... they are my Mistresses. Not a mistress in the sense of a sexual partner, but Mistresses who dominate me." I could feel my face was bright red.

He was studying my face with every word. I could sense he was getting uncomfortable with my story. Who wouldn't? 

"And now, sir ... I know why Mistress Carissa told me to pull over. It was to get this to happen, so that you would see the way I was dressed and look in our suitcases. Oh, I am soooooo embarrassed. I can assure you that we have nothing illegal. If you choose to continue to search our belongings, our car, or even us, you will find I am telling you the truth."

He stood silent for a moment or two .... Looking at me and then back at my Mistresses. "Hold on, I have to bring over a supervisor."

The agent came back over with a supervisor, a female supervisor.

"Sir, this is my supervisor, Agent Elick. I explained the situation to her and she asked me if I believed you. I told her I did. She has a few questions for you, however."

Agent Elick, who looked to be in her 20's, looked down at the open suitcase.

"Please open the other suitcases, sir." She instructed.

One by one I opened them. There were suitcases with latex clothes worn by my Mistresses. There were whips and chains, enema equipment ... clamps, shoes ... She was blushing as she looked from one suitcase to the other. There could be no mistake that what I was saying was true. When she finished looking at the last suitcase, she looked back at me. She looked at my chest and surely noticed the pink bra. She looked down and had to notice the wet spot on my shorts and the obvious bulge.

"Sir, I am going to ask you a very serious question. Are you doing this willfully or do you need protection?" She had her hand on her gun as she spoke.

"Yes, Ma'am ... I do this freely and willfully. Thank you for asking." I said softly. She smiled softly at me and said to the other agent, "let them go."

"Sir, you can repack your car and continue on your way. You still have to clear the Canada part of the entry, so, good luck. I will call ahead and advise them. It's up to them to do as they choose, it is another country." He explained.

I packed the car and we all got in.

"You did a good job, sissy-boy. How did it feel to tell someone about who you are? There is so much more for you to endure during this trip. This is barely the tip of the iceberg. You will be totally transformed into a woman and will be a woman for our entire stay in Montreal. There are wonderful clubs in Montreal where we can take you and expose you for what you are. We have a lot of work to do, so let's get moving." Mistress Carissa explained.

To be continued ...



The Sexy Domme Next Door Ch. 05



I was stirred from my sleep by my doorbell ringing. I quickly got out of bed and hurried down the stairs. I hadn't thought about it until I was on my way down, but my diaper was soaking wet and weighed a lot. It was so wet that a little bit of pee was dripping down my inner thigh having escaped the elastic leg band of the diaper. I had on Miss Carissa's little yellow nylon panties beneath the diaper. That was how I was told to go to bed the prior night.

"Good morning, rickiee" giggled Mistress Rebecca and Miss Carissa. "I see you followed our orders and wore that disposable diaper to bed. It sure looks like you have filled it to the bursting point with your disgusting pee," Mistress Rebecca said as her eyes followed the dripping pee on my thigh. They pushed me into the house and slammed the door behind them.

"Take that disgusting diaper off little rickiee" ordered Miss Carissa.

Obediently, I unfastened the tape closers on the side of the diaper and let it slip down off of me. My soaking wet completely see-thru yellow pantie was all I was wearing. My clittie completely encased in my clear plastic cb-6000 caused Miss Carissa to giggle and point at it.

"rickiee, I never thought my panties would look like that ... all wet from pee and completely encasing a male chastity device. You should be so ashamed and embarrassed to be see like this."

"Pull down the front of those soaking wet panties, rickiee, so we can see your little clittie cage" ordered Mistress Rebecca.

Immediately I pulled the front of the panties down and there to my total embarrassment, was my extra tiny, shriveled up clittie, barely filling the plastic cage.

"Pull them up ... I'm even embarrassed for you, rickiee "quipped Miss Carissa.

"Upstairs ... now" they both said at the same exact time.

I ran up the stairs with them close behind, giggling at my wet little yellow panties. "It's a good thing the panties are yellow, rickiee ... or they would surely be stained yellow from your piss. Get into the bedroom ... we need to inspect your body before you dress for the day"

"Take those panties off and hand them to me, rickiee," ordered Mistress Rebecca.

I slid them down my legs and handed them to Mistress Rebecca. She immediately took them, rolled them up in a ball, and shoved them in my mouth.

"Suck that piss out of Miss Carissa's panties so we can dress you in them for the day. They will dry from your body heat as the day progresses."

I sucked the damp nylon panties and tasted the strong, salty piss that had soaked them for so many hours. I felt my nipples begin to harden and my clittie began to stir ... only to be stopped by the rigid plastic sheath.

"Oh look at that, Rebecca ... he's beginning to get aroused. What a pathetic little boy he is ... what man would be aroused sucking pee panties in the presence of two women?"

"Mistress Rebecca, Miss Carissa ... may I take a shower I mumbled with the panties still stuffed in my mouth?"

Miss Carissa responded by kicking me in my balls ... "little pathetic and disgusting rickiee ... you will do what we tell you to do. You're not to ask us anything. What you do or do not do, are purely for our pleasure."

"Yes, Miss Carissa ... I am so very sorry ..." I began to respond when her foot smashed my balls again.

"Do not speak unless told to speak, rickiee"

I nodded my head and looked down at the floor.

"rickiee, we are going to go for a walk on a trail at the park. You will dress in those yellow panties and a pair of tight sheer white short-shorts. I think a black bra and tight white shirt will finish off your little slut outfit."

Hearing those words made me panic inside. I was going to be paraded in public ... with what would be obvious to everyone ... yellow panties that will show through the white shorts and the bulge from my clittie cage will be so very noticeable. To top it off, a black bra with a tight thin white shirt will be so obvious ... so obvious that I am a man is women's clothes.

"I think a pair of little white socks and pink sneakers will top this outfit off nicely, Carissa," giggled Mistress Rebecca. 

I wanted to protest ... but I knew it would not change anything ... and it would make everything much worse.

"The only other thing I want to add, Carissa darling ... is a vibrating butt plug. It will make his clittie leak and when the panties dry from his piss, they will again be made wet from his leaking clittie."

Oh my god ... I began to shake uncontrollably.

Giggling, Miss Carissa said ... "look Rebecca ... look at rickiee ... he's shaking either from fear or excitement ... what do you think it is, darling?"

"I think it's a little of both ... I think rickiee is excited that everyone will see what a little whore he is and at the same time, petrified of who we might encounter AND the general embarrassment this will impose" Mistress Rebecca said in a very authoritative tone.

"Now, dress for us rickiee ... show us what a little slut you can be" ordered Miss Carissa.

Slowly I removed the panties from my mouth and pulled them back on. I smelled like pee ... I could smell the pee that had permeated my skin. As I pulled them up, Miss Carissa handed me the large black rubber butt plug.

"Bend over rickiee so I can slip this intruder into your worthless ass" Miss Carissa ordered. Obediently I bent over. Before she slid it in, she told me to suck on it and make it nice and wet so it would slip in easily. I made it as wet as I could with my saliva. Within seconds, I felt it pushing its way into my rectum. With Miss Carissa holding the wire up in the air, I pulled the panties up tight against my body. "Ughhhh,,," I moaned as I felt it suck into my greedy little ass and then felt it begin to vibrate ... vigorously torturing my prostate gland. I felt a trickle of precum ooze into my already very damp panties.

"Look Rebecca ... I see a dark wet spot at the tip of his clittie cage. Guess he's really in need of a milking ... but no time right now ... I guess the plug will milk him continuously throughout the day.

"Let's go, rickiee ... get in the car so we can ride to the park." Ordered Miss Carissa

The ride to the park was uncomfortable, with the vibrating plug in my ass ... pushed in deeper by sitting on it. I could feel my clittie leaking in my clittie cage.

Soon enough, we arrived at the park. We parked in a secluded section of the park where the trail begins. I was so self-conscious with the tight white shorts and yellow panties. I looked down to see how visible it all was, and sure enough ... not only were the panties absolutely visible, so was the bulge from the chastity cage and a growing wet spot from my leaking precum.

"Oh my god, Rebecca ... just look at that little fucking whore ... he is so aroused. And look at his hard nipples poking through the thin material of his bra. Oh this is going to be fun!"

Carissa just giggled and ran her fingertips first over my nipples then over my caged clittie.

I looked pathetic. Tight little girl shorts with panties and my bra showing through the shirt. All that with little girlie sneakers and anklet socks. I looked like a man dressed as a girl and on top of that, all aroused and pathetic. I thought to myself, I hope we don't encounter anyone.

We started walking, with me instructed to walk in front. I was so uncomfortable. The plug was vibrating relentlessly in my ass and I could feel the wetness in my panties. I head a sound around the bend, and then sure enough, a girl approached us ... jogging. She looked at me and then at Mistress Rebecca and Miss Carissa behind me.

"Carissa, is that you?" she asked.

"Oh my god ... Samantha ... I can't believe we ran into you out here."

Carissa ran over to Samantha and hugged her.

"Rebecca, this is Samantha ... or Sam as most people call her."

"Hi Sam, it's my pleasure to meet you" Rebecca said politely

All the while, Samantha couldn't help but look me over. I saw her eyes start at my feet and work up my body, then back to the obvious bulge in my shorts.

"Sam, my love ... this pathetic boy is rickiee. We refer to him simply as rickiee. You see, he wants to be a girl, but has all the wrong anatomy for that. He is our girlie-boy slave. We do with him as we wish and he obeys without hesitation." Carissa explained.

Samantha just kept looking at me. I was so embarrassed and ashamed. To be paraded around dressed like this, in an obvious state of arousal ... and then be seen by a total stranger. Ugh ... I just wanted to disappear. But if it makes my Mistresses happy, then I must go along with their wishes.

"Carissa, I don't know what to say." Samantha responded.

I could see that she was getting excited. Her tiny breasts had pencil eraser hard nipples poking through her sweaty tee-shirt.

"He ... uh she ... what do I refer to her, him ... oh my god ... what do I call IT?" Samantha said 

"You, my dear, can call IT whatever you wish. We will have him refer to you as Miss Samantha," Carissa said with a giggle

Samantha is cute as can be. She is petite, with a very tight, athletic body from what I could see. Thin, but muscular legs. I very small waist and tiny breasts, with large, hard nipples. Her blond hair is fairly short and thin. I could feel my clittie wanting to get hard, but of course, it was restrained from that possibility.

"Why is he all wet, and what is that bulge? " Samantha inquired.

"It all goes to what rickiee is ... rickiee is our girlie-boy slave/slut. It is quite a long story and this is neither the place nor time to go into it with you. We will have rickiee tell you the whole story when there is time, assuming you are interested, Sam. Are you interested in helping us keep rickiee in his proper place ... our slave? Carissa said in a serious voice.

"I'm not sure exactly what you are talking about Carissa ... but sure ... it sounds like it might be fun!"

Mistress Rebecca watched with interest. Looking at me and then at Samantha and Carissa. She seemed very excited about adding Samantha.

"Yes, Samantha ... rickiee needs strong women in his life, to keep him focused and to continually train him to be respectful of women and to make sure that he devotes himself to pleasing women. The more women he pleases, the more complete his life will be." Mistress Rebecca chimed in.

"Rickiee, kneel at Miss Samantha's feet and say hello!" ordered Carissa

"Here ... now?" I said with concern because we were outside where anyone could come up upon us.

Mistress Rebecca smacked me across the face. "Never question us, little rickiee! You know better!"

I kneeled in front of Miss Samantha.

"Pull down her shorts, rickiee ... gently and with respect!" ordered Miss Carissa

I looked up at Miss Samantha ... "may I pull down your shorts, Miss Samantha, Ma'am?" I questioned in a subservient voice.

"Yes, you may, rickiee" Miss Samantha giggled.

With shaking hands, I pulled down her shorts revealing a white nylon thong. I noticed her pubic hairs escaping the confines of her panties. She had a rather thick bush of pubic hair, so I figured that it was not merely a case of her not shaving recently ... but that this is how she typically is.

"Miss Samantha ... the way I have been trained to show respect is to kiss your panties ... because they contain the womanhood that makes you special ... and then I am to please you with an orgasm followed by my accepting your golden nectar ... if you wish to reward me for a good job, or to punish me for a bad one." I said, not believing I was saying this to a total stranger, out in the open.

Almost without hesitation, Miss Samantha opened her legs, presenting me with the crotch of her panties ... and instantly I noted a string hanging ... letting me know she has her period.

Mistress Rebecca noticed the string as well. "Samantha, darling ... I see you have a special treat for rickiee ... he is quite honored to accept your menstrual offering. We use tampons on rickiee when we have our period, so he can experience to some degree ... what women have to put up with on a regular basis. Each month, he will wear a tampon at the time of our menses. One month me, the next month Carissa ...now he can experience your schedule as well."

I closed my eyes and kissed Miss Samantha's panty covered crotch. I could smell the mixture of sweat and piss ... quite strong I supposed from her running and sweating. The string tickled my nose.

"May I please remove your panties, Miss Samantha ... so I can give you pleasure by worshiping your beautiful pussy"

"Yes, of course, rickiee"

I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down ... the crotch sticking momentarily in her crotch. A thick blonde pubic bush was revealed. It looked so beautiful with that string hanging out.

I turned around and tilted my head back, just underneath her crotch. She instinctively lowered her crotch to my mouth.

"Rickiee, you fool ... how do you expect to give her satisfaction with a tampon in her cunt?" Miss Carissa yelled.

As previously instructed, I put the string in my mouth ... gently pulling the tampon out of her magnificent hairy pussy. It wasn't terribly bloody as it was revealed, so I figured she must be at the end of her period. As it left her pussy, it plopped out and dangled from my mouth.

"May I suck your tampon, Miss Samantha?"

Stunned by the question, she just giggled.

"Ma'am ... may I please be honored to suck your tampon?

She looked at Miss Carissa ... who simply nodded and smiled

"Yes, rickiee ... worship my tampon" she said, getting into the whole scene

I put it in my mouth and sucked the blood out of it.

"If you didn't have something else in your ass ... your boy pussy, rickiee ... I would put that used tampon in ... perhaps some other time," Mistress Rebecca said nonchalantly.

Finished, I pulled it out and went back between Miss Samantha's legs.

Again she lowered her now slightly bloody hairy pussy to my awaiting mouth. As I parted her lips with my tongue followed by my fingers holding them open ... I noticed the largest clit I have ever seen. It was every bit of a half inch ... protruding from the hood. I felt my clittie try to harden ... only to meet the resistance of my plastic cage.

She has a beautiful pussy ... nicely shaped lips, and that huge protruding clit. I greedily lapped at her pussy and clit, alternating between the lips, the hole and the clit ... until I felt her mashing her cunt against my tongue and lips. Then I felt her legs start to shake and an overwhelming orgasm overtake her body. I could feel the weight of her increase on my face as she moaned, quivered, and ground her pussy on me. As she calmed down, all of a sudden I felt a hot stream of piss flood out of her pussy, pushing the lips apart and soaking my face and body.

Her piss was hot, strong tasting ... very salty. It burned my eyes and I felt it soak my shirt and then my shorts ... I felt the hot piss soaking my caged clitty. It kept coming. I never thought it would stop. Finally she stopped pissing. As I wiped the piss from my eyes ... I looked down ... I was soaked and my white shorts were stained yellow from her piss ... I was a mess.

Miss Carissa and Mistress Rebecca were holding each other laughing. Miss Samantha was still in the pleasant aftermath of her orgasm. I wanted to cum so badly ... the vibrating plug was now torturing my ass pussy. It was no longer even remotely pleasurable. I could feel my clittie leaking precum profusely and I was a quivering, unsatisfied, mess.

"You know, Carissa ... I need to pee real badly now ... and I see a perfect place to pee" giggled Mistress Rebecca. "Squat in front of your Mistress and accept her golden nectar, rickiee"

Mistress Rebecca pulled down her shorts, then her pink panties ... and pissed on me like she was pissing in a urinal. Hot, salty, yellow piss flooded out of her magnificent pussy ... and I tried to gulp down as much as possible. It was impossible and her piss added to the already soaking piss that I received from Miss Samantha.

"Oh god, I have to pee now too" laughed Miss Carissa.

She stood in front of me, pulled down her shorts, her green panties ... and pissed all over me. Her piss soaking my hair, my face ... my already soaking top and shorts. I felt the piss soaking my socks and sneakers. 

The three of them stood looking at me ... giggling and pointing at me. The hot pee started to cool down and my nipples were erect. My yellow panties were even more visible and the obvious plastic clittie cage showed through. All I smelled was piss. I watched Miss Samantha take a new tampon out of her backpack and insert it.

"Let's get back to the car, rickiee. We need to get you home and get you cleaned up." Carissa barked.

As we headed down the path, a boy and girl jogged past us. They stopped momentarily looking at me. How embarrassing. They laughed and started jogging again. I was relieved that my Mistress' didn't invite them to use me.

Getting in the car, sitting on several towels ... I wondered what would happen when we got home.

TO BE CONTINUED ...



The Sexy Domme Next Door



"Enjoy your precum, little man. Its all mine and I control the release of your cum, and precum ... forever ... you understand?

"Yes Mistress Rebecca" I obediently replied. What else was I going to say ... she controlled me and I was enjoying it ... so far.

"Let's get this cock in your asshole, rickiee. I will stroke your hard cock as I fuck your ass. If you cum, you will be so sorry. You understand? I don't care how you control it, but you don't cum without my permission .... EVER!

She quickly withdrew her fingers and I felt the head of the rubber cock at the entrance to my asshole. Quickly she rammed it in.

"Unghhhhh" I squealed.

She impaled me on the cock. Her lubed fingers stroking up and down my hard cock. In and out she pushed ... as she rhythmically stroked my cock up and down with each in and out stroke.

I would enjoy it a lot, but had to concentrate to keep my cock from exploding.

"You are really leaking a lot of precum, rickiee! Does it feel good? You want to cum don't you? Don't you fucking dare!!!! she said loudly.

She picked up the rhythm of fucking my ass. I could my body reacting to the foreign rubber intruder. To whatever extent I could, I met her thrust and also humped my hips to meet her stroking hand.

She must have sensed I was about to cum, and she pulled my cock down hard and choked off any opportunity to cum.

"You're lucky, rickiee ... I could sense you were about to cum. I put a quick end to that possibility. You had better learn to control yourself! she giggled.

She picked up the rhythm again. Fucking my ass hard and stroking my cock hard. 

"Don't you dare cum, rickiee!"

I fought hard to hold back. I kept squeezing my muscles to try to control my cumming. I surprised myself that I was able to hold it back. It did take away from the pleasure ... and I began to understand that it was about her pleasure, not mine. It was a sad revelation, but one that I realized was part of my training.

Mistress Rebecca stopped fucking me and withdrew the rubber cock from my asshole.

"Look at all that precum that has oozed from your clittie, rickiee! Too bad you're not allowed to cum, huh? Some day you will be allowed ... it all depends on how well you learn, little rickiee"

I was so sexually charged. I could feel my nipples ... it's hard to explain ... I could feel them being aroused, yet not touched. My cock ... my clittie as Mistress calls it ... was also sexually charged ... I could feel my prostate ... the inside of my rectum. She really had me charged up ... but I couldn't do anything ... but lay there and hope for some release.

"Mistress Rebecca, ma'am ... may I speak" I quietly asked.

"I would prefer you not to, rickiee ... in fact ... you're never to ask me if you may speak. I , from time to time, may ask you if you wish to say anything ... but you are not to start that conversation by asking me if you may speak. I will grant it, this one time, since we are just starting. What do you wish to ask your Mistress, rickiee?" she inquired.

Mistress, I need to urinate very badly. May I please, Mistress Rebecca ... may I please go and relieve myself?" I asked in as nice a way as possible.

"You may ... absolutely NOT pee, rickiee. I control your bodily functions, and I alone. You may not do anything with your body, without my permission. That includes, as we already discussed ... speaking. It includes, also ... peeing, pooping, drinking, eating, sleeping. If I forgot anything, that too is included. If your body does it, you need my permission. Any violation will be punished, and punished severely."

I closed my eyes.

"It also includes closing your eyes, rickiee ... open your fucking eyes.  While we are on it ... you are never to look directly at me ... without my permission either. You are to derive no pleasure from viewing my body, without my permission. I can assure you ... you will be given plenty of opportunity to worship your Mistress's body ... that includes viewing it. Understood, rickiee?"

"Yes Mistress Rebecca" I answered my eyes looking away from her.

"Rickiee, I will now relieve your need to pee. I will catheterize your cock. I will stick a tube in your pee hole and push it into your bladder. It will then drain your pee from your body ... which you in return ... will drink."

She untied my feet, which were held up and retied them to the foot of the bed ... my legs pulled apart in a spread eagle position. She walked over to a cabinet and brought a package over to the bed ... she pulled over an overbed type table that is used in hospitals. She opened the package and examined it's contents.

"This is a catheterization kit, rickiee. It has all the instruments I need to drain your bladder."

She held up a long tube. "This is a catheter. It will be pushed into the opening of your clittie ... and through my trained ability ... fished through and into your bladder. When that happens, the pee will begin to flow out. I can inflate a bulb at the end of it, so that it stays in your bladder, or I can just drain your pee and then remove it. This time, I am not going to leave it in ... as I may if I leave you alone for long periods of time. For now, I am just going to drain your piss."

She took a pair of latex gloves and put them on, with a snap. She took a tube of what I figured to be lubrication and lubricated the catheter. She grabbed my cock ...clittie ... and globbed some of the lubrication at the opening of my pee slit. She then pushed the tip of the tube into my pee hole. It burned and was quite uncomfortable as she pushed it deeper and deeper into my clittie. She then took a container and let the pee flow directly into it.

"My rickiee ... you surely did need to pee ... you're filling this glass with your hot, yellow piss."

She put the glass down with the tube laying inside it. She fumbled in a bag on the table and removed to clothes pins. I wondered what she was going to do with them... perhaps clamp off the tube. I found out quickly that I was wrong. She unceremoniously clamped them onto my nipples. I fought back a moan or scream. She then went back to the catheter.

"Very good, rickiee. Let's pull the tube out now. I think I have you adequately drained." 

She withdrew the tube and it hurt and burned as she did. She picked up the glass of my pee and let me see it. She poured it into a bag with a tube at the bottom of it. She then tied the bag to a pole above the bed and put the tube into my mouth.

"You will now drink your pee, rickiee. You will drink every drop of it without allowing any to escape your mouth. God help you if you let any leak out. It's very yellow, which means it will be strong tasting and quite salty. I can assure you, while you will hate it's taste, it is totally sterile and will not harm you in any way. In fact, there are doctors that believe drinking your own piss, is actually very good for your immune system." 

She opened the clamp and I immediately felt the hot piss enter my mouth. It was, indeed, very strong tasting and very, very salty. I gulped my piss as it entered, being very careful not to allow any to drip from my mouth. It was quite a challenge, because there was A LOT of it. Finally the bag emptied and I could relax.

"I think I will allow you to now, taste my piss ... rickiee. Your sexy, bitch of a Mistress' piss. You should be honored to be allowed to drink my nectar. You don't deserve, yet ... to receive it directly from my body. So I will piss in a container and add it to your bag. You will learn to accept my pee whenever I demand it. Sometimes it will be introduced into your mouth, and other time ... I will give you a piss enema. Any time I do, you will be deeply honored to accept my piss into your body."

I could hear her piss draining into the container. I was careful not to watch, but wanted to ... so badly.

"I will allow you to watch your Mistress piss. Watch my hot piss exit my body, rickiee." she demanded.

I watched as the piss squirt out of the lips of her pussy. Her beautiful hairy pussy. I felt my cock harden, as it twitched. I watched her then walk toward me and empty her yellow piss into the bag above my head. Again, she opened the clamp and I immediately felt her hot piss enter my mouth. It was very salty and strong too, but had a different taste than mine. I watched as the bag emptied, again being very careful not to let any escape my mouth.

"You love your Mistresses piss, don't you rickiee? I will now straddle your face and allow you to clean your Mistresses pussy and asshole. Some of my pee dripped and wet my asshole. You will lick my clean.

She climbed up and straddled my face. I looked up as she sat down toward my face. I instinctively stuck out my tongue and licked her as she approached. I could smell a combination of sweat, pee and perfume. It was an intoxicating mixture and I was enjoying my circumstances. Her pussy was very hairy ... which is so sexy and beautiful. It was wet from her pee and perhaps excitement. I licked her pussy first ... running my tongue through her lips and licking away her piss residue. I then licked her puckered asshole, as she advanced its offering. I licked it clean as well.

She sat down on my face and I could not breathe. I could not breathe at all as she slid back and forth on my face ... coating it with her wetness.

"You will give your Mistress pleasure, rickiee. You will make me cum with your slave tongue. You will do it well, or you will suffer the consequences."

I licked her pussy, seeking her clitoris. As she straddled my face I licked her sopping wet pussy until she came ... she stiffened, then her body seemed to shudder. She let out a loud moan and then squirted all over my face. I never had a woman squirt when she came, but it was very exciting and it tasted ... interesting.

"You did good, rickiee. You made your Mistress feel very good. I can tell you are quite a good cunt licker. I wonder how you would do ... sucking a real cock!"

That made me nervous. I can honestly say that I have often fantasized about sucking a cock. It was usually attached to a transvestite ... but nevertheless, I wondered what it would feel like ... having a cock in my mouth ... feeling it get hard ... squirting it's hot load of cum down my throat. But to actually do it ... that's different. Maybe she was kidding. Maybe it won't come to be.

Mistress Rebecca dismounted my face. I could still smell her pussy as if it were still in contact with my face. My cock was hard again. I so wanted to cum. Mistress Rebecca made sure all my ropes were tightly knotted and said, "I will be back, later ... rickiee. You be good while I am gone."

With that she left the room. My cock was twitching. I was just left laying there, not knowing when she would return and with what. It was now dark outside and she had not yet returned. It was summer and nighttime came later, but I didn't know how much time had gone by since this whole scene started. I had no idea what time it was, other than ... it was now dark outside and it was dark in the room. I was laying on the bed, on rubber sheets ... naked ... and confused about what my future would bring.

What seemed like several hours had passed. I needed to pee again. My cock went through cycles of getting hard, then soft ... then I would think about things, and it would get hard again. I wanted to touch it ... I wanted to masturbate so badly. I needed to cum and know I am not allowed. My nipples ached from the clothes pins still being on them. The door opened and the light was turned on.

I saw Mistress Rebecca with a young man. I became immediately embarrassed, but what could I do to cover myself or anything else?  They both approached the bed. He had a leather collar around his neck and she had a leash attached to it.

"Rickiee, this is Stevie. He is a slave of mine with similar interests of yours." Mistress Rebecca said.

"Stevie, undress!" she said looking at him.

He quickly bent over and pulled off his sneakers. He had no socks on and I noticed that his toenails were painted pink. He unsnapped his shorts and let the slip down his legs. He had on a sheer pair of yellow panties. I noticed that he had something on underneath it, making his cock bulge in the panties ... but I could not make out what it was. He pulled off his t-shirt and I noticed immediately that his nipples were pierced. My cock was getting hard.

"The panties ... take off the panties, Stevie!" she barked.

He slid off the panties and he had a clear plastic device that enshrouded his cock. It had a gold padlock on it. What was this thing on his cock? Why was it there? Mistress Rebecca reached over and touched it.

"Rickiee, this is a chastity device. Stevie wears it at all times when he is not with me. He is able to pee and do his daily showers and all, but he is unable to get an erection or masturbate. Obviously, he is unable to have sex with anyone, either."

Mistress Rebecca unlocked the lock and started to remove the device.

"Rickiee, you and Stevie are going to have sex for me. You are going to suck his cock and he is going to suck yours. He is going to fuck you in your ass pussy and treat you like the girl you wish to be. If you have to pee, he will drink your pee from your cock. If he has to pee, which I know he does, you will drink his the same way. So let's get started." she demanded.

"Stevie, please get up on the table and straddle Rickiee's face."

He got up on the table and he guided his cock towards my lips.

"Rickiee, open your mouth and suck Stevie's cock ... you will do it and make him cum in your mouth. All good slutty girls learn how to give a good blow job. Stevie has learned and he will suck your cock at the same time." Mistress Rebecca instructed.

I opened my mouth as he gently pushed his limp cock into my mouth. Oh my god, it felt so wonderful, yet scary and nervous ... to finally feel a warm cock in my mouth. I had dreamed about it so many times. I had fantasized about it so many times. 

I gently sucked it into my mouth. I felt him lay forward on my body and take my cock in his mouth. I sucked him and began to feel his cock swell and start to become erect. He humped my mouth and I felt his hardening cock slip back and forth between my lips. I felt the head of his cock swell in my mouth. Oh my god ... I was so excited. I felt my cock harden and his lips go up and down the length of it. I gently humped his mouth too ... within the ability of my confines.

I could feel his precum oozing out into my mouth. It was thicker than my spit and it had a slightly sweet taste to it. His cock was fully hard now and when he would thrust in, it would hit the back of my throat. He hungrily and greedily sucked my cock. It felt like he was going to suck my insides out.

He was humping my sucking mouth. His cock slipping in and out, in and out ... my cheeks were puffing out and then pulling in. All of a sudden, I felt his tense up ... I felt his cock throb and get even thicker ... then I felt the first hot shot of his cum hit the back of my throat as he thrust it in. I was finally tasting cum from another man. It was hot and thick ... it kept coming. Spurt after spurt ... it filled my mouth. It was sweet, yet slightly salty. Very much like mine ... that I would from time to time, shoot into my own mouth as I masturbated and aimed my cock at my mouth. But this wasn't my cum, it was his ... and it was exciting.

As he finally stopped thrusting, I felt my own cock get hard ... and then finally squirt my cum into his mouth. Wave after wave of orgasm overtook my body. I keep cumming and cumming in his mouth. He kept sucking and sucking my ejaculate. I kept his cock in my mouth ... as it was now soft ... but I kept sucking on it ... like a baby does with a binkie.

The bliss was broken up with the words of our Mistress.

"Stevie ... I want you to wash your cum down rickiee's throat with your hot piss offering! You're to do it now ... and you are to empty your bladder."

"Rickiee, you are to drink every last drop of Stevie's hot salty piss. You are not to lose even one tiny drop, or I will cane your ass until you can't stand it anymore."

Suddenly, I felt a blast of hot piss squirt out of Stevie's cock and into my mouth. He pissed and pissed and pissed. His piss was strong and hot. I forced myself not to gag, and I drank his hot piss as I was ordered. His soft cock pissing in my mouth ... after just cumming in it ... was special. I am afraid that I loved it way too much. I loved it because I have dreamed and fantasized about it for so many years and I loved it because I pleased my Mistress. My head was spinning with emotions I have never experienced. What was to become of my life? What is to become of me? I am excited to find out, but at the same time ... confused and nervous.

"Dismount, Rickiee ... Stevie!" ordered Mistress Rebecca.

Stevie withdrew his dripping cock from my mouth and rolled off of me. He obediently stood at the side of the bed.

"Stevie, I want you to fuck Rickiee now. I want you to show Rickiee what it feels like to be a slutty girl. He wants to be a girl ... so let's let him feel what it feels like to be a slut. Sluts take it up the ass ... so fuck him good and fuck him hard." Mistress Rebecca ordered.

"Rickiee, get up on your all fours and present your slutty ass to Stevie." Mistress Rebecca said in a firm tone.

I, immediately obeyed. I was very nervous about being fucked in the ass with a real cock. Deep inside, I couldn't wait to feel the hot cum squirt into my bowels.

I felt Stevie spread my asscheeks. I was nervous with anticipation. I heard, then felt him spit on my asshole ... he worked a finger in my asshole. He withdrew his finger and I felt his hard cock head press up against my asshole. I felt his push and pressure as he continued to push his cock head into my ass. There was a lot of pressure and pain ... then I felt the head slip in and my asshole envelop it. The pain subsided, somewhat ... once the head was inside and pass my sphincter muscle. He then pushed ... I instinctively pushed back ... and his entire hard cock slid into me. Oh my god ... I was being fucked in the ass by a man. His hard, throbbing cock was sliding in and out of my asshole. The pain was now, mostly gone. It felt heavenly. He reached under me and started to stroke my cock, which was limp. His hand on my cock and his cock in my ass ... made me start to get hard. He gently stroked my cock into hardness. I could feel that my precum lubricated his hand, because it was slippery on my now, erect cock.

He fucked me rhythmically. I pushed back in the same rhythm as he stroked my cock. Mistress Rebecca sat in a chair beside me ... masturbating. Her eyes on us, her hands on her pussy. Her hair was wet with secretions. She was very much into what we were doing. Watching her masturbate and feeling Stevie in my ass ... was heavenly. He fucked and fucked me. I was moaning and thrusting my cock in his hands. Mistress Rebecca let out a moan as she obviously came ... I then came ... furiously. I felt my muscles contract and I could feel the cum shooting from the tip of my cock. Stevie suddenly exploded in my ass. I could immediately feel a jet of hot cum shooting into my bowels. As that happened, he impaled himself in me ... fully. I thought his cock was going to come out of my mouth. He moaned and pushed ...and I felt wave after wave of hot cum shoot into my ass. I could feel his cock pulsate as it did.

"Stevie ... you lick the cum from Rickiee's asshole ... then I want you to kiss him and give the load that leaks out of his ass, into your mouth ... to him. Rickiee, I want you to taste the cum that leaks out of your fucked ass." Mistress Rebecca ordered.

"Yes Mistress" I responded. What else was there to say?

I watched as Stevie licked his cum oozing from my asshole. I had reached a new low in my life. I was watching a man lick his cum from my freshly fucked asshole. Shortly I was going to have that cum served to my mouth. I was going to eat his cum that had oozed out of my asshole! I would never have thought I would ever be at this point. But I was, and I was aroused by it all!




The Sexy Domme Next Door



Stevie stood up and leaned over me. He brought his lips to my lips and I opened my mouth. He let my cum ooze out of his mouth into mine. My cock got hard and throbbed.

To be continued ...