3 comments/ 25905 views/ 2 favorites MaidSally Episode 01 By: cd2the9s My position as a full time maid and servant is unique. I live some of my days as a man, but when at home with my Master, I live mostly as a cross dressing maid. My master (Also referred to as Mr. G.) has owned me for sometime now, and I don't mind as he keeps me quite well taken care of and he insures my life is always exciting. He will use me anyway he wishes and also gives me frequently to friends or strangers to use as they desire. His discipline is frequent and he expects me to perform flawlessly at all things. He chooses my outfits for me and will take me shopping in boy or gurl mode to find decadent and sexy things for me. It is not unusual for him to have me model these items in the store for him, or anyone else that takes interest. More than once I have been taken by him or a store clerk right there in the dressing room. But other encounters also happen. The following is one such event that happened recently. When leaving in the late afternoon for a meeting, my master laid out a very revealing "maid" outfit for me to wear. It was a lacy top that would allow my fake but realistic breasts to show through, covered by a tight fitting corset. The skirt was a frilly "tu-tu" type that would be very easy to see through. I did not see any panties, so I took that to mean I was not to wear any. The skirt was just long enough to cover the tip of my nice cock in its normal state. (Mr G. hates me to call it my clitty. He says a cock is a cock and mine is a nice one LOL) I did not know what would happen if I became excited and erect as the short skirt was not long enough to keep a hard cock covered. There were white thigh high stockings with little white bows and cute rounded black shoes with elevated soles and 5 inch heels. My platinum blonde bob style wig lay atop the clothing. I showered and made sure all my skin was velvety smooth (any razor stubble would invoke a serious whipping followed by salt scrub pressed into my burning ass cheeks with a few more whacks to infuse the salt and make the punishment quite clear). I dressed, put on makeup, my wig, shoes etc. I then lay out on the bed, the things my Master always likes to have ready for him when he comes home. This includes wrist and ankle cuffs, a leash, a large wide leather paddle, a beaded whip, and two dildos, one about 7 inches long, the other thicker one that was at least 10 inches long. Then I got started on my normal household chores. Shortly after starting to work around the house, my master called. "Sally", he started, "I have someone coming over this evening to look at a painting that I wish to sell. His name is Robert and he will be there around 7:00. I will be running a little late, so show him in, provide him with a drink and anything else he needs to be comfortable until I arrive." "Yes Master" I replied. I continued doing some of my chores until the buzzer rang promptly at 7:00. I went to the door which was actually one flight of stairs down from the main living room which was on the second floor for a better view of the surrounding hills. I opened the door and found a very nice looking man of about 55 standing there. I smiled, curtsied and introduced myself. "Hello, you must be Robert. I am Sally. Mr G. is running late and he told me to show you in and provide you whatever you wish or need until he arrives." Robert thanked me and complimented me on my sexy outfit as I showed him in and asked him to follow me up stairs. I knew as I swayed up the stairs that my very short tu-tu and no underpants must be leaving nothing of my round ass to the imagination. I wondered if he noticed the pink tone of my cheeks from last night's spanking which I received for not having the correct CD in the player for my master when he got home. I felt my cock start to harden forcing the tip closer to the seam of my short skirt. I showed Robert to the couch and asked what I could provide him to drink. He asked for red wine. I asked him to come and look at the choices on the wine rack at the other end of the room. He followed me over and we pulled the bottles out one at a time looking at the labels. He was pressed close to me and as we looked at bottles, he placed his hand on by waist just above my skirt and pulled me even closer. Our faces were inches apart, but we just discussed the wines and finally he picked a bottle which I opened and poured him a glass. "Will you join me Sally?" Robert asked. "I am not allowed to drink when Mr. G is not here." I responded. "But didn't Mr. G tell you do what I asked?" "Well, that is true sir, so if you insist, then I must join you". And I poured myself a glass of the wine. "Robert, I must finish a few things before Mr. G gets home, or I will be in big trouble. Mr. G. is very strict and he will not take kindly if I am not done with my chores. Please make yourself comfortable and I will finish up." Robert sat back down on the sofa, and I gave him the control for the music system and I continued with my work. I had done everything except vacuum, clean the hardwood floor and dust in this room, so I proceeded with those things. I strolled around dusting knowing my skimpy outfit had to be exciting to Robert. I bent and moved in a seductive manner at all times, as this is how my master insisted I work. When dusting a large wide table, I was forced to lean way over, lifting my skirt, and I am sure exposing my ass nicely. I used a wide mop to apply cleaner to the hardwood floor next. In some spots, I kneeled down and used a towel to scrub stubborn spots from the floor directly. I am certain my skirt lifted showing my ass and probably my now semi hard cock clearly to Robert. I then vacuumed the few rugs, again moving very seductive, making wide steps exposing everything. My cock became more and more excited and I felt cold air on the tip and surmised it must be peaking out from my skirt now. As I moved by Robert, I also noticed a huge bulge that had developed in his pants. His eyes followed my every move as I pranced around the room. In my excitement, I bumped the upright vacuum hard into a small end table causing a small vase to fall to the floor where it broke into several pieces. Oh no, I thought this was going to be bad when Mr G found out. I used a small broom to pick up the pieces and was just dumping them out, when the phone rang. "Sally, it looks like I am going to be delayed for several hours. Please convey my apology to Robert. Also take him into the bedroom and show him the painting that is right over the bed. That is the one he is interested in." I shuddered at that thought, remembering the items all lay out on the bed for my Master to use on me later. I also got up the nerve to tell him about the vase. "Master, I must confess, just a few moments ago, I was clumsy and I broke the blue vase on the small table." My Master told me sternly, "Sally that was a very nice vase. I must make you understand that being clumsy is not acceptable. I would say that vase is going to cost you 30 hard swats. But I am not there to give them to you. So what I want you to do it is to get the punishment belt and ask Robert if he can inflict those swats on you now. Otherwise you will have too long to forget about the reason for your punishment. Ask Robert to give you 30 hard swats now, and I will provide you with 30 more later when I get home. Do you understand?" "Yes Master" I hung up the phone and informed Robert about Mr. G. not being her for several hours. I told him I would show him the painting, but first told him about Mr. G's request for him to punish me for breaking the vase. He smiled brightly and said he would gladly fulfill my punishment for Mr. G. I went to a small cupboard and pulled out a leather belt that was folded back double with the loose ends taped tightly together. I also pulled out a jar of the salt scrub that was a requirement of all spankings. I explained the punishment procedure to Robert. "I am to get ½ of the swats first. Then you should rub in some of this salt scrub and apply the remaining swats. If the punishment is not rough enough, I would have to admit that to Mr. G. and he will more than likely double the punishment later. "I will try to do it correctly Sally" Robert replied. I then went to a small padded foot table, placed a pillow on the ground for my knees, and laid face down on the table with my ass exposed completely. There were two Velcro straps on the lower corners of the table that I instructed Robert to use to secure my hands. Another longer strap on the opposite side was used to wrap and secure both of my legs. Once the straps were tied, I was helpless to squirm or move. Robert asked if I was ready, and he then pulled my skirt up completely to expose my ass. I squinted with anticipation and then the first blow hit. It was way too light for what my Master would insist on. I told this to Robert and he swung again harder this time, but still light. Again I said it needed to be harder and neither of those could count. The belt came slapping back again and this time it was hard and stinging. "That is about the minimum Mr G. will accept. We can count them now" I said to Robert. Now he knew how hard to hit and he started to slap the belt into my ass. Probably because I did not cry out each time, he hit harder with each swing of the belt. By the time he got to 15, he was hitting very hard and I was actually starting to winch with pain. "That was 15, now you must apply the salt" I informed Robert. Robert picked up the jar of the wet salty compound and I could feel him start to rub it onto my cheeks. It took a moment, but then the salt started to work and I winched with the pain. I tried to move, but the restraints held me. The pain was severe and stinging. Robert probably took longer and applied more salt than my Master normally would, so the pain was worse than normal. I did not have to tell Robert what was next. He massaged the salt deep into my skin, rubbing it roughly to enhance the tenderness and pain. He then picked back up the belt. He looked at me with kind of a grin and then "Whack" the belt slammed across one of my ass cheeks. I yelled out in pain. The belt was driving the salt deep and the pain was almost unbearable. Another hit on the other cheek. Again I cried out. Now Robert starting smacking my stinging ass cheeks in rapid succession. My ass was on fire. Tears were running down my cheeks and I was sobbing. He hit harder and harder counting off the swats. I could see my tears running off my face and onto the floor below. Robert got to 15 and I thought it was finally over. But then I saw him reach back further than ever and apply one more vicious hit that drove me nearly through the table. I was certain I would be blistered severely. He now rubbed my ass in an attempt to sooth it, but that only made the salt work into the new wounds. I screamed out again. Robert decided my punishment was enough and he undid the straps and lifted me up. He reached out and used a finger to dry the tears. He was very close now and he pulled me close and kissed me hard on the lips. "Now we should see that painting" he said as our lips parted. With my ass still stinging, I led Robert into the master bedroom. I showed him the paining above the bed, but his eyes fell to the items lying on the bed. "I laid those out for Mr G. to use later", I told him blushing about the items including the large dildo. "How does he use these cuffs on you Sally?" Robert asked as he picked one up examining it. I showed him how the smaller ones fit around my wrists and the larger ones around my ankles. He attached them all just to see how they fit. I then showed him the preset ropes on the bed. They were set up for two different positions. In the first position, I would be held face down bent over the edge like I was on the table with my arms stretched and secured to two ropes that came up over each side and snapped onto the cuffs with carabineers. My legs would then be spread widely to each side corner and secured to straps that were attached to each corner leg. I explained the second position showing Robert the pulleys that were secured to the beamed ceiling. My wrists would be spread out wide and secured to each corner of the padded headboard. The ropes running through the overhead pulleys would be secured to my ankles and then pulled tight lifting my legs high into the air. I told him that Mr G usually pulled them tight enough that he could place a pillow under my bottom. I also told him that position one was sometimes used for spanking also, but position two was only used for other things including My master fucking me with the dildos or himself, or on occasion watching as one of his friends would fuck me. Robert looked a little stunned, but also excitement shown on his face. As I was explaining things, I turned and bumped Roberts arm spilling the wine from the glass he had carried into the room. The wine spilled onto his shirt and slacks and some onto the floor. Uh oh. This was bad. Roberts's pants were bad enough, but the carpeting would require additional punishment. "Oh no, Robert, let me get those pants off you". I helped to pull down Roberts pants and as I did his rigid cock jumped right out nearly hitting me in the face. I pulled them clear off as Robert removed his shirt. I took them to the bath and used a wet cloth to dab off the wine. I came back with the same cloth and worked on the carpet. "Looks to me like at least a 40 swat spill Sally." Robert said sarcastically. I winched, knowing my ass was already so sore, but I replied that he was right and I should be punished. But as I rubbed the wine from the carpet, Robert moved to me, and reached and pulled my face up and pressed his cock to my lips. I parted my lips and engulfed his cock. His cock was larger than mine, and I slid it in and out getting it deeper into my mouth with each stroke. I sucked for a while, but he stopped me and told me he better take care of the swats. He pushed me roughly to the bed and bent me over. He must have paid attention when I was explaining the ropes, because he secured me quickly. He pulled the ropes tight on my wrists and legs spreading me wide over the end of the bed. Without asking, Robert picked up the wide leather paddle and starting slapping my ass hard. This was harder than before, but thankfully the wider paddle lessened the pain. He applied at least 20 hard swats. My ass hurt so much that it was almost numb. I saw Robert reach for the beaded whip and a moment later I felt it dig into my ass. I screamed louder than ever. The beads tore into my skin. Robert slapped the whip a dozen or so times and then rubbed my cheeks. The remaining salt was again shoved into the now new wounds causing me to shudder with pain. I did not know if I could take much more, but I realized my cock was rock hard and I felt as if I was ready to cum. I could not tell what was happening but suddenly a new feeling hit me. Then I realized that Robert had picked up one of the candles that I had lit early in the evening and he poured the hot liquid wax onto my stinging sore ass. I nearly died, but I also exploded. My cum pumped from my cock onto the bedspread beneath me. I quivered several times ejecting what I would guess was a huge load of cum. Robert could tell what I had done, and he reached between my legs and under me and scooped up the wet cum. He put his hand to my lips and told me to suck up my own cum. As I was doing so, I felt the cool sensation of lube being applied to my opening. A moment later and Robert placed his cock against my anus and pushed. He worked back and forth until his cock slid deeper and deeper into me. I was spent from just cumming, but he was not going to let me up until he was done. He kept working until I assumed he was fully inside me and then he pumped away for several minutes. As he pumped me hard, he rubbed my ass which was still on fire from the whipping, the salt and the hot wax. I thought he would finish with me in this position, but he stopped suddenly and he undid the straps and lifted me to the bed. "I want to try position two" he said breathing hard with his hard cock throbbing. I slid to the headboard as I had done many times and clipped my hands to the rings on the headboard while Robert attached the ropes to my ankles. He then pulled the ropes tight and I was hoisted until my ass was several inches off the bed. Robert slid a pillow under me and without hesitating he moved to me and plunged his cock back into me. Robert fucked me hard in this position for what seemed like an hour. I could see his huge 9 inches slide into me to the base over and over. Back and forth, back and forth he rocked. He had my cock in his hand as he pumped causing it to come back to life. Eventually he started moaning and tensioning and I knew he was close to cumming. He suddenly pulled out his cock and moved over me pointing his cock at my waiting lips as it exploded. He exploded a massive amount of cum onto my face, and into my parted lips. I swallowed what I could. Robert pumped his massive cock until a dozen or so streams had pulsed from it. He then plunged his cock into my mouth and I sucked any remaining cum I could from it. A moment later he pulled back and out and lowered down and engulfed my mouth with his. We kissed deeply and enjoyed the taste of his cum. After a long kissing session, Robert finally moved off me and released the tension on the ropes. Everything about me hurt, but I was happy. Robert helped me up and we straightened things up before he got dressed and left. I let Robert out and then returned to the bedroom where I curled up and fell asleep. I awoke to a soft stroking hand on my buttocks. My Master was home. He picked up the largest of the dildos, showed it to me and smiled. My night might not be over. MaidSally Episode 02 As I explained in my first episode, I am a kept Cross dressing Maid-servant for my Master who I also refer to Mr. G. (or G). My Master provides for me and makes my life comfortable. For this, I provide him with a willing and compliant servant. Master keeps me quite busy with daily chores and things and he uses me as he wishes. Sometimes he lets others use me. Sometimes he is included, other times he simply sets up the circumstances and instructs me to perform. At some point, I will explain how my unique servitude came about, but that will be in a later episode. Right now, I want to tell you about one of our unique outings to Hollywood. Mr. G. decided one Tuesday morning that I could use a few more exciting and fun outfits. He said we would go shopping in Hollywood which was a favorite place for us to get the things he liked me to wear. He preferred weekday mornings, as the stores were quiet and we could be much more decadent in our behavior. He told me to dress for a shopping trip. This included dark thigh-hi stockings, with a black garter belt, and very shear panties that would not hide my nice surprise. Also Master picked out a very shear black bra that would provide a very reveling look of my expensive but fake breast enhancements. Master would not allow me to have surgery to get implants, as he said he wanted me to be able to be a man on occasion also. In fact sometimes he would use me in boy mode to join him with a female or a couple. He also forbid me from any kind of hormones as he wanted my perfect cock to keep working and remain the nice size it was and he was afraid the hormones would affect it. I covered my undergarments with a short black wrap-around dress. The dress was the type that tied after wrapping one strap through the other side, and overlapping the two sides. The ties went in the back and were done in a simple bow. The dress was quite short as I had modified it per masters instructions after we purchased it. One thing master insisted I had learned to do right away was to sew, as he could have me modify or make things more decadent that what we could sometimes purchase. I had shortened the dress by several inches and had cut back the inside vertical seem at a more severe angle so that now the way the dress wrapped , it had a tendency to leave a reveling gap up my left leg that would usually cause the lace of that stocking to show when I walked or moved about. I then put on calf high black boots, and my daytime wig which was a black/brown mix of hair that was shoulder length. I got ready, and after Master looked me over and gave me his approval we got into the car for the short drive down the hill into Hollywood. Master told me to drive. He liked to watch my legs work the pedals of his Camaro convertible. The car was a stick shift, and it was impossible for me to work both pedals without my dress parting considerably and showing my stockings and garter straps. Anyone observant person who came up along the right side would get quite a show. Of course Master would instruct me to slow down or speed up if someone interesting was along side. This is what happened on this outing. As we drove along Santa Monica blvd an SUV slid along side. The driver who appeared to be in his late 40s glanced over and did a double take when he saw my short dress parted up one leg clear to my panties. Mr. G. smiled at him, and me, and then placed his hand on my right leg. We stopped at a signal and the SUV pulled up short to keep his line of site into our car. As we waited for the signal, Master caressed my right leg delicately and moved the cloth of the dress further and further apart. Of course, I would have been scolded and punished if I did anything to cover up or stop Master. His spankings can be quite painful depending upon the crime I commit. He even kept a paddle in the trunk of each car just in case I needed some discipline while we were out. More than once we had found a secluded place to park so Master could dish out some swats for some minor infraction. On an earlier drive one day I had got us lost, and Master told me to pull over in an alley that was off a street where many of the day labors hung out near the home improvement store. We parked, he told me to get out and go to the trunk for the paddle which I did without hesitating. I was wearing a see through summer dress that did nothing to hide my panties, bra and stockings. That day it was very hot out, and my dress was sheer and small. As I moved from the car, a dozen or so of the laborers took notice and turned to watch. I opened the trunk and leaned way in lifting my short dress above my panties in order to retrieve the paddle from inside the trunk. Master came around, closed the trunk and took the paddle. He then told me to lay over the right side of the rear of the car. We were about 20 yards down the alley and other than the laborers at the entrance of the alley, we were secluded completely. I did as instructed. The crowd at the end of the alley was entranced now. I had my hands out on the trunk. Master reached under my dress and pulled my panties down off my bottom. He rubbed my bottom nicely for a few seconds and then he slammed the paddle down hard on my ass. I jumped with pain. The laborers all squealed out a bunch of things in Spanish. Master slammed down again and again. The observers where really yelling and even clapping now. More of them came to watch. Some started moving in our direction, but Master simply put up his hand in a stop gesture, and they all froze and moved no further. Master did have a very commanding appearance. After about 15 hard swats, Master told me that should be sufficient to learn my lesson. My cock had become rock hard during the spanking. Master pulled me up from the trunk and turned me facing our audience. My cock was hard and un-restrained as my panties were down around my knees. Master told me to take off my panties slowly, which I did. I lowered them and stepped out one leg at time clearly flashing my manhood to the observant men and handed them to my Master. "Ok Sally, that was exciting, we better go before someone gets too excited. You drive." I slowly strode around to the left side of the car with my dress open and my hard penis sticking out. I turned facing the men, and then seductively got in the car. Master got in the right. I fired up the convertible and as instructed, I made a 3 point U-turn and we headed back to the entrance where the growing crowd of observers remained watching us. There were about 20 young men now. Many were rubbing their crotch, obviously excited from the show. A couple of them even had their own cocks out and were exposing them to us, probably hoping we would stop. But we drove slowly past. They all looked into the car. My dress was up and my cock was sticking straight up almost rubbing on the steering wheel. The comments whistles and hooting and hollering were mostly in Spanish, but it all sounded fine. Master held out the panties and one of the men took them. We moved past the laborers and down the street. "Master, were you worried back there. What if they attacked us?" I asked. "They would not do that. Cops are the last thing they want to attract. Were you worried?" "A little" I replied "Well Sally, You were sure hard and excited to have been worried too much." Master laughed. "I think I will return here with you on another day and see how far we can take this little game. We headed down the street, and my cock was still hard. Master told me to take care of it. While he watched, I grasped myself and stroked my cock until I exploded. It only took about 20 strokes. But back to today's shopping trip. We continued to drive down Santa Monica towards our destination. The man in the SUV worked to keep his vehicle alongside of us. Mr. G. Kept playing with my leg and even slid his hand up over my thin panties and played with my now very erect cock. The tip of my cock started to protrude out of the small panties which were exposed completely as my dress had fallen open completely. At the next stop, Mr. G. had his hand in my panties and wrapped around my shaft when the SUV slid up again. The man was staring into the car as Mr. G. worked my cock slowly up and down. "Well the man cannot be confused as to me being a cross dresser" I thought to myself. If he liked what he saw, he would keep looking. If he did not like it, he would speed off or turn. He moved along with us for a couple more blocks. It was still early (11am), but Mr. G. Suggested we stop a little dive bar for a bloody Mary or Screwdriver. He told me to speed up and pull in front of the SUV. I did so, and we turned into a small lot at the bar. I looked in the mirror and saw the SUV continue on. "Oh darn", I thought to myself I pulled my dress together and tried to relax myself so my hard cock would not be so obvious. We got out of the car and started to the back door of the bar. Just as we reached the door, the SUV reappeared and turned into the parking lot. Mr. G. had his hand behind me and as we got to the door and the SUV driver looked over, G. slid his hand down over my ass and under my dress, lifting it and exposing my ass nicely. We moved into the bar and took a seat on the bar. Besides the bartender, there was only one other older guy sitting at the other end of the bar on the other side of Mr. G. sipping on a Budweiser. The entire scene reminded me of the C. Crow song "Santa Monica Boulevard, and the man could have been William, or Bill, or Buddy,.... I sat on the bar stool and intentionally allowed my dress to slid open exposing legs and stockings again. I knew from experience this is what my master would want me to do. The SUV driver came in right behind us. He looked around and then moved toward us. He smiled and looked at the stool next to mine. "You two look like you are having too much fun. Can I join you? My name is Jay." "Please, sit down. This is Sally, I am G. Can we buy you a drink? We were going shopping, but decided we needed a little refreshment before braving the stores" We all ordered drinks from the bartender who now seemed to show more interest in this unusual trio of patrons he now had. Mr. G ordered Bloody Mary's for both of us, and Jay ordered a Screwdriver. G and I turned slightly to face towards Jay as the bartender made the drinks. My left Knee moved until it pushed lightly against Jay's right leg. He did not pull away. I now saw over my shoulder that there was a mirror on the opposite wall that must have allowed the bartender to see what was happening under the bar top. This made things even more exciting. The Bartender was not a bad looking guy either and he introduced himself as Mike. We got our drinks and G said "cheers" and we all took a sip. G explained that we had some fun stores we liked to frequent that had very sexy and decadent things. He went on to explain that "Sally" was pretty much his girl to do with as he wished. "Right sally" G asked. "Of course Mr. G." I replied without any hesitation. We drank and our discussion turned to my relationship with Mr. G. and how he treated me very well, but expected me to "perform" anytime and anyplace. Jay was quite intrigued. As we talked, Mr. G. forced my chair more towards jay, causing me to cross my right leg over my left. My right foot went under Jays legs and I immediately started to rub my foot along the inside of his calve. Jay reached down and placed his hand on my left thigh. The skirt fell open exposing more leg and stockings. The bartender stood on the other side of the bar and stared at us and the image in the mirror. We had one more drink, and I became friskier. I leaned closer to Jay and reached over and put my hand on his right thigh and started to caress his leg seductively. My cock was starting to get hard and so was Jay's. I worked my hand to his now throbbing cock and started to rub it through his jeans. Mr. G. asked Jay if he wanted to shop with us. He readily agreed, saying he was not really that busy today and whatever it was could wait until tomorrow. Then Mike the bartender offered us all a shot on the house. "Only if you join us" Mr. G. said. Mike agreed and he made up some concoction and poured it into 4 glasses. He placed them all on the bar, but he then came around to our side. He moved up between Jay and me and reached between us for his drink. Mike lifted his glass and proclaimed "Here is to my favorite kind of girls. The ones that never get bitchy and always have a nice surprise for you" I guess Mike had no doubt about my true identity either. He smiled at all of us, but especially at me. "Thank you Mike" I replied, and I lifted my hand from the large mound on Jay's lap and stroked Mike's chest very smoothly and seductively. Mike placed his hand on my neck and rubbed lightly. We finished those shots and one more round. We were all buzzed. I needed to use the restroom, so I turned my stool and stood. My skirt caught on the chair back and it pulled open as I stood. My panties and rigid cock were exposed. Mike commented on my condition. "Wow that looks wonderful" Mike said. "I wish I was not working, I would love to go shopping with you." Mr. G. answered "It is a little rude Sally that you are such a tease, and then you me and Jay are going to leave poor Mike here while we go pick out some really nasty things for you to try on." "Yeah, that is not fair at all" Mike said with kind of a whimper while still looking at my panties and semi hard cock that was protruding out one side. While Mike stared at me, Jay had reached over and had his hand on my ass and was rubbing it smoothly. He was squeezing my bottom as Mike whined about being left alone. I still wanted to use the restroom, so asked Mr. G. If I may. "Of course Sally. Maybe Mike can show you to the restroom so you don't get lost." G chuckled as the bar was so small and there appeared to only be one restroom. "I will take you sweetheart. If anyone else comes in tell them I will be right back." Mike said with a huge grin on his face. I also noticed that he had developed a huge bulge in his pants also. Not a normal bulge, but a huge bulge that protruded down one pant leg at least 8 inches. It was also throbbing in a very hot and seductive manner. I moved between Mike and Jay and Mike turned and took my hand and led me to the hallway where the restroom was located. When we got to the restroom, Mike pushed the door open and let go of my hand so I could enter. "You are going to stay and guard the door right?" I asked seeing there was no lock on the door. "I will be right here." He replied and he leaned over and gave me a long and seductive kiss on the lips pushing his tongue into my mouth. His deep kiss felt great on top of having and early morning alcohol buzz. I broke away and moved into the bathroom. It took me a minute or so to allow my erect cock to subside enough to be able to pee. I finished my business and turned to see Mike inside the door. He must have watched me as I stood to relieve myself. His pants were undone and he had his massive cock in his hand holding it out. "That was rather a site to see someone dressed like you doing that" Mike said as he stroked his rigid cock as I moved towards him. He continued to stroke as I washed my hands. He was leaning against the wall next to the hand blow dryer. Mike looked at my wet hands and the blow dryer and said "Do you need a blow job now?" "Yes, but I think you need one more" I laughed. I put my hands under the low set dryer and moved them around until they were dry and then I moved them to his cock. It was so large it took both of my hands to really cover it. I started stroking him while he kissed me. His cock pulsed with my touch. I slid down and moved my face towards his cock. I kissed the tip a few times and then engulfed what I could into my mouth. I knelt down and moved my head back and forth taking Mike's 8 inch cock deeper and deeper with each stroke. I kept at it, occasionally stopping to lick the tip or side of his cock, or his balls. He was leaning against the wall with his head back moaning. I noticed the door move open slightly and saw Mr. G. looking in. I kept up with my sucking and kissing. I finally worked the large cock deeper into my mouth and nearly had engulfed all of it when Mike started to shudder. Knowing my Master was watching, I sucked hard as the first streams of cum blasted into my mouth and deep into my throat. I let two large pulses go into my mouth, and then I pulled back off Mike's cock and aimed it into my open mouth so Mr. G. could see the remaining streams of cum stream between my lips. I know how much Mr. G. likes that, so I did the best I could to give him a show. As the streams died down, I used my tongue to dab up the smaller surges of cum as Mike kept throbbing. I licked and sucked until Mike was done. I left some cum on my lips as I stood up. I moved to Mr. G. and kissed him deeply. He eagerly licked and tasted Mike's cum and he plunged his tongue deep into my mouth gathering as much as he could. My Master was indeed a bi-sexual cum slut himself. Perhaps that is part of the reason he has me around is to help satisfy his desires for cum and cocks. Oh well I don't mind. Mike and Mr. G returned to the bar while I cleaned up and fixed my makeup. I came out and all three guys were smiling brightly. "I went straight up to Jay and kissed him deeply and then said "I will make sure you are satisfied, don't worry". Master smiled at my comment to Jay. Just about then numerous people came into the bar and we said our goodbyes and headed out. Mr. G. told Jay to follow us. He did gladly. We parked at a lot of Hollywood Boulevard and joined up and walked to the first store. I made sure to stroll and sway very seductively as I moved along the boulevard or when moving around in the stores. My dress flowed seductively and allowed my leg, stocking and garter to show most of the time. Many people noticed us and the men all smiled as they walked by. In the first store we went to, we looked around, but nothing (or no one) caught my Masters eye. We move down the street to a much larger store. This store had a big selection of clothing for women and men, and several dressing rooms near the back of the store on the right side. There was some very fun clothing that Mr. G. liked, so he picked out a few things. Jay also picked up a flimsy little dress that he liked, and we added that to the pile. The clerk took us over to one of the dressing rooms and hung the clothing inside. He seemed less than interested, but a male customer that was shopping was watching us closely. I went into the dressing room and pulled the curtain partially closed. Jay and Mr. G. milled around outside while I removed my wrap-around dress and tried on the first dress. It was a slinky little black dress and I slid it up my body and pulled it over my breasts. I stepped out of the dressing room to show Mr. G. and Jay. It did little to cover my stockings. The male shopper brought some things to the adjoining dressing room and as he passed by he looked intently at me and my two escorts. Mr. G. commented that the dress was a keeper, so I went back in the dressing stall to try on the next item. This time I intentionally left the curtain open about ½ way. I had just slid down the first dress and was standing there in my panties, garter and bra when the male shopper came out of his stall to use the large mirror. He could not help but see me standing in the room getting the other dress off the hanger. I made no attempt to cover myself or close the curtain. I knew any kind of modesty would surely invoke a spanking later from my master. The man half heartedly looked at his pants in the mirror, and moved back inside his room staring at me intently as long as he could. MaidSally Episode 02 I got the second dress on and came back out to model it. It was a white frilly dress with layers or ruffles. It was cute, but not decadent enough for my Master. So I returned into my room and undressed again as the other man came out of his stall. He looked me over, smiled and headed to the cashier. I tried a couple more things on in that store, and we purchase two things. We moved on down the street to another store that had very sexy fetish type clothing. This store was not wide, but deep. It had dressing stalls in the rear on each side of a back room. The 3 of us walked around looking at the fetish wear. Mr. G. picked a few things. Jay picked out a leather corset that looked like it would be very difficult to get on. The store owner followed us offering up items. We were the only customers at the time. I swayed seductively as I moved about. The store owner would pick up an item and hold it up to me so we could visualize it. As we moved about, my master moved along behind me and when no one was watching, he reached up and pulled the bow loose on the straps that tied my dress together. He winked at me, and I knew that meant "leave it alone". I did nothing to stop the straps from slowly sliding loose and the dress opened more and more as we continued shopping. The store owner brought me over a long silky dress with a huge slit up one side. As he moved to me, he had to have noticed my dress nearly open showing my stockings, garter straps and part of my panties. He did not hesitate. He held the dress up to me. I clutched the neck to my neck and he pulled the dress along my body to show how it should look. He was a master at smoothing the dress to my legs. As he did my dress fell completely open. He stepped back from me with the dress. We were in the middle of the store within site of the front door, but my back was to the front. Mel, (not his real name) the store owner, simply said "you should try this on". And he reached over me and pulled the now dangling dress off of me. I think this even surprised my Master. Jay smiled and stood helping to block the view to the street. Mel removed my dress leaving me standing in the store in only my undergarments. Then he held the slinky dress over my head and guided my arms into it. He slid the dress down rubbing every part of my body as he did. He got the dress onto me and stood back to check it out. It was perfect fit and Mr. G. said it was a keeper. Mel then simply pulled the dress back off and took the corset from Jay. He turned me around facing the street which was kind of embarrassing, but I did not protest. I guess we were far enough in the store, no one really noticed. He loosed the corset and then had my slid my legs into it. He then wiggled it up my body and placed it around my chest and waist. About that time, I looked up and low and behold, the shopper from the last store walked by, stopped and looked in the store. He studied the scene and must have figured out it was us, so he sundered in and moved slowly in our direction. Mel was pulling the corset strings tight and the corset dug into my waist pulling tighter and tighter. Mel was not shy about his hands on me as he worked the corset into place. Mel stopped working on the corset when he saw the man move toward us. "Can I help you with something" Mel inquired of the voyeur from the last store. "No just looking around" he said. That was an understatement I thought to myself. "Let me know if you need help or see anything you like" Mel answered. "I like that corset a lot. That's for sure." The shopper said as he studied my completely exposed panties with my cock growing rapidly now from all the attention. "She does look excellent in this". Mel commented, and he spun me around for everyone to admire. As he did, my now fully erect penis popped out of my skimpy panties. I did nothing to fix it. Master would be furious if I did. My ass would get paddled and would be pink for days if I was to pull my cock back in or try to arrange myself. I just let it slide out as it wanted. I was rock hard now and it was pointing up out of the panties at my new corset. Mel turned and picked up a very short tutu. He had me step into it and raised it up to the corset. It covered me, but it was so transparent it did not really hide anything. Everyone was admiring my outfit. And I was asked to parade around so they could all see it. I moved around in the store. I even moved up towards the front of the store and stepped out on to Hollywood Boulevard knowing the light shining through the tutu would be a sexy addition. Another man walking by spilled his coffee on himself looking at me. Mel told me to come back, so he could show me something else. My Master was standing with Jay and the curious shopper when I returned to the back of the store. They all looked me over carefully. Mel retrieved a leather item off a hook on the wall. It was bright red and looked like a combination corset, with short sleeves that were detached from the main body part. The entire thing was covered with steel rings and clasps. He pointed out that this was probably something I should try on in the back room. Master agreed, and Mel went back up to the front of the store and closed and locked the door and hung one of those little "I will be back at" clocks in the window, and returned to the back room. I am not sure who invited the new guy, but he came right along. With the other 3 watching, Mel stripped off my tutu. Pulling down the tutu pretty much relieved my cock completely from my panties. No one including me made a move to fix them. My rigid cock was just poking out. Mel then loosened the corset and started working it down over my hips and legs. It slid over my cock as it came down. It also grabbed the panties and just took them with it. Mel simply picked the panties up and handed them to my Master. Mel now took the new leather corset device and wrapped it around me and did up several leather straps that held it secure in the back. There is no way I could ever put this on or take it off myself. He pulled the straps tight forcing the wind out of me. He now put the arm devices over my each arm. They went from the wrist to above the elbow and were cut to allow the elbow to bend. He now showed everyone how the vest was designed to provide all kinds of restraint options. He pulled my arms behind me and clasped them. He showed how my elbows could be pulled in tight versus my wrists. And he pointed out there were other items that could be use with the vest. "What else is there Mel?" Mr. G. asked "Let me get all the options" and he left, returning a minute later with more stuff. "There is this matching red collar. And this cock cage". Mel pointed out, showing us all the items. I was sure I was blushing looking at the cock cage. "Those look cool" noted Jay. "But how do they work" Mel went to work. First he put the collar on me and fastened it. He attached my elbows to the rings in the back binding my arms along my sides. Now he took the cock cage and he wrapped it around my cock and balls and snapped the straps together securing it tightly to my throbbing cock. He took a strap that came with the cage and attached it to a ring on the top of the uppermost strap that was around my cock just below the head. He then synched up the straps around my penis tightly. I winched out in pain. My Master looked at me and frowned and told Mel "tighter". Mel pulled again squeezing my cock hard. The head was sticking out and turning purple. Mel took the now attached strap and ran it up through the ring on the neck collar. He pulled it through and then through a ring on one wrist and then the other wrist. He tied it tightly to that wrist. Now my cock was being pulled up by my own wrists. If I tried to relax my arms, my cock was tugged on even tighter. Mr. G. turned me facing everyone and pulled the strap on my elbows tighter. This caused my wrists to move out tugging my cock into the air. I through my cock and balls would be pulled off of me. I moaned in pain. My Master only grinned. The others looked at me and offered no support. Mel was holding the last item. This was a flat leather covered bar with cuffs on each end. "Do you want to see this also?" Mel asked Master. "I am sure this is all very expensive stuff, so let's see it all. I want to know how this all works before I buy it. If it performs well, I will purchase it and all the other stuff we have picked out, plus a nice tip for having to close the store for a while. I am sure Jay and our new friend also wants to see this stuff." Jay nodded in agreement, and the shopper told us his name was Jason and yes he wanted to see it all. He even joked that he would help pay for it. Mel had a short table in the back room that was used for sewing. He turned me and pushed me to the edge. Every movement put strain on the strap holding my cock. I tried to release the tension by holding my wrists in, but it was difficult. My arms hurt. My cock hurt. And now, Mel was attaching the leather bar to my ankle. He attached one end and then he grabbed both ankles and pulled them sliding my feet apart. He attached the other cuff. Now my legs were spread wide. Mel then pushed me down on the table which further stretched the strap on my cock and made me scream out in pain. My head hung over the other side of the table. Jason and Jay went around to that side and observed. I noticed both of them rubbing large bulges in their pants. "Sally that is not acceptable screaming like that" Master said in a scolding tone. "Is that a cry out for a spanking?" I Knew if I answered no, the punishment would be worse, so I replied, "I think I might need a spanking sir". Mr. G. went out to the store and came back with a large leather paddle I had seen hanging on the wall earlier. Mel, Jay and Jason all stood back as he scolded me some more and then suddenly whacked my ass hard. He asked how that was, and I told him "too light master". He hit me again harder. "Still too light master" was the correct response even though my ass burned making me forget about the pain of my cock being stretched. So Master hit me for the 3rd time much harder. "That seems more like it Master" I replied trying not to cry out or scream. Master said "good" and then he started to spank me hard. He gave me 10 or so good hard swats. Then he handed the paddle to Jay. Jay did not hit as hard, but he gave me 10 swats. Jason did the same. And finally Mel got in his licks also. My ass must have be bright pink and blistered at this point. "I saw some nice lube up front in the counter Mel?" I heard Master ask. "Can I buy some, plus some of those nice condoms? I think we should test this restraint fully. Let's see if it can hold up while Sally takes all of us." I lay there across the table with my ass hurting. While Mel went to get the lotion, Master undid the strap on my cock and removed the cock cage. "We may want to play with your cock Sally as we all take our way with you". I was still laying over the table when I felt cold lotion being poured on my ass and a hand rubbing it into my anus. I heard some fumbling of clothing and then felt someone's cock press against me. It must have been Jason or Mel, because Master and Jay were standing in front of me now. I saw Jay had removed his pants completely and his cock was rock hard and pointing at me. He moved forward and pushed his rod into my mouth just as the cock was pushed into my ass. The person in the back was pumping his cock in and out of me in rapid strides while I sucked hard on Jay's cock. After a few moments, Jason, who I now knew was fucking me from the back started moaning hard. Mr G. Told him to pull out and come in my mouth. Jay pulled his cock out of my mouth and headed around the back as Jason came around the table pumping his wet lubricated cock. He pulled the condom off and stuck his cock into my mouth and exploded almost instantly pumping a huge stream of cum into my waiting throat. I choked, but kept swallowing. I felt hands on my ass, and another cock pushed inside me. Mel was in front now pumping his uncircumcised cock in a kind of circular motion. He said something about only wanting head. Mel shoved his cock into my mouth and Jay pumped me slower but deeper than Jason had. As he pumped, I assume it was My Master that picked up the leather paddle and started slapping my ass again. My own cock had recovered from the binding and stretching and was rock hard again and throbbing with ecstasy. Jay screamed out and pushed everything he had into me and came inside me. Mel also exploded at about the same time. He pulled his cock out partially and squirted his cum on my face and lips. As this was all happening, I felt as If I was going to explode myself. Jay pulled out, and suddenly someone's lips were on my own cock. It only took a few seconds of sucking, and my cock pulsed stream after stream of cum into the unknown persons sucking mouth. The unknown lips sucked me dry until I was squirming. The lips left my cock. Master lifted me off the table. He undid the leather bar on my legs and pushed me down onto my knees. He pulled his own cock out. And without touching it, he moved forward and placed the tip very near my lips. I simply reached out with my tounge and touched the tip and Masters cock burst with a massive load of cum. He did nothing to control it allowing the thick cum to cover my face, lips, eyes and hair. He never had to touch his cock, but he kept coming sending out at least 10 large pulses. This is why I call him the "Master" I thought to myself in amusement. My face was drenched. Master then pushed his cock into my mouth and allowed me to drain the remaining drops from it. I did so eagerly. I also licked at any cum that was running down from my face onto my lips. Mel went to the front of the store and re-opened. Jason had a "first cross dresser blow job" look on his face and he said a quick good bye and left. I figured he would go to the nearest bar and have a few drinks to wash down my huge load of cum that he had swallowed. Jay and Master undid the harness, got some towels and cleaned me up. I fixed up my makeup and things and Mel returned with my original clothing which I put back on. Master paid for all the stuff which made for a very nice sale for Mel. And the 3 of us left and decided to return to the bar and see if Mike was still working. Mike was getting off about the time we arrived. We have a couple of drinks and Master invited everyone to the house for dinner. We had dinner, drinks and more sex. Mike left around midnight. Jay stayed around for another day. And that day was another story I will tell later.