Betting My Life Away

by Karen's Wife

The second part of Lynn's journey

 

The walk to the bar was killing me. I wanted to take off my heels and walk barefoot, but I couldn't unbuckle the straps with these long nails. When I got to the bar, I looked around to find Beth. She was sitting at a table talking to two guys that looked like bikers. I went over to Beth and started to sit down.

Beth cleared her throat, "Ahem, introduce yourself properly. "

I remembered my orders, "Yes Mistress Beth" I said as I did a deep curtsy to her. I turned to each man to curtsy and say, "Hello, I'm Lynn, Mistress Beth's sissy." Then I sat down. I wanted to order a beer, but I didn't have any money. I certainly wasn't going to ask Beth.

Beth said to me, "Well you took so long getting here, it's time to leave. You need to break those shoes in before you wear them to work this week, so let's take a walk." I had to follow her out of the bar, not because she told me to, but because I couldn't walk as fast.

I cried out to Beth, "Please Mistress Beth, slow down so that I can walk with you, please." She turned her head toward me and motioned me to approach. " Thank you Mistress Beth, my feet hurt and I can't take big steps. It's so hard for me to walk in these shoes."

Beth looked straight into my eyes, "I don't want excuses Sissy, You'll just have to learn to walk in them. Maybe you can learn how to run in them, you know, on your toes. I want you to know at all times, that you are a Sissy for the time being. Start acting like one, you're dressed like one. Beth drove to her house, where she told me that I would be staying in her extra bed room for now. That way she could watch me better. The closet already had a few skirts and dresses in it, which Beth informed me were just the start of my new wardrobe. We were to go shopping every night on the way home from work, and start building on it.

My work clothes were very feminine, and I was constantly teased at work. I looked forward to the ride home with Beth, just the two of us in her car, but I hated the shopping. It always became so humiliating.

After a week of this treatment, Beth had taken the afternoon off, and picked me up at quitting time. She had already went shopping, so we went directly to her house. On the way Beth told me, "Bob is staying the night at my house, and I expect you to be every bit a Sissy around him. You will refer to him as Master, or Master Bob at home. You are to do anything either he or I tell you to do. I'm planning on sex with him tonight, maybe even getting you into the action. A good performance will be rewarded, a bad one punished. Got that Sissy?"

"Yes Mistress Beth." is all I could say. I hated Bob, and Beth was going to include me in the action, whatever that meant.

With that said, we went home. Beth parked the car outside so that I would have to get out of the car and walk to the house in plain view. When we got to the door, Beth unlocked it, handing me the keys saying, "I bought you some clothes today, they're in the trunk. There are some shoe boxes also for you. Take everything up to your room. The black hanger bag is to be carried by the hanger, and hung on your door. This is going to be your uniform when I entertain guests. Do not open anything without my permission. Got it Sissy?"

"Yes Mistress Beth, is all I could think of saying. Clothes and shoes for me? A uniform for entertaining? Just what the hell was she doing to me. I had to make three trips to carry everything up to my room. My feet were almost numb, and I almost fell a couple of times on the stairs. I knew that I wouldn't be able to take these shoes much longer, almost a full ten hours in killer heels.. I kneeled down in front of Beth and pleaded, "Please Mistress Beth, Permission to speak to you."

Beth, "What is it Sissy, we don't have much time before Bob gets here."

Me, " May I please remove these shoes, my feet are going numb, and they really are painful?"

"Yes you may Sissy, you have to take them off to put your new uniform on anyway. I won't help you with the straps because that is something you must learn. Now off to your room with you, strip completely, and stand in the middle of your room till I come up."

It must have taken me 3 minutes to get the shoes unbuckled. I couldn't imagine having nails this long permanently. I stood up to undress and saw myself in the full length mirror. There wasn't too much of anything that said real manly, man. I looked more woman than man, the see through blouse showing the large shaped cups of my bra. I must have been day dreaming for a while. Then I heard Beth coming up the stairs.

"I told you that I wanted you naked, and all you did was take off your shoes. You're wasting my time, and that makes me mad!" she screamed at me.

"I'm sorry Mistress Beth, My nails make everything so hard to do." I said as I fumbled with the buttons on the blouse. I got the blouse and skirt off, removed my panties, carefully removed my thigh highs, and finally took off the bra. I was shaking, and she knew it.

"Your pathetic! Fifteen minutes to get out of your clothes, your boyfriend could have them all off in two. Now I'm going to show you your new uniform. First you have these white satin, bikini underwear that you will wear." she said as she through a pair of panties at me. I took them and put them on. "Tuck that Sissy clit of yours between your legs." I did that, reaching in the bikini and pulling my dick down. That was uncomfortable as hell, but I did it. 'Now turn around so that I can put your corset on you. Put your hands over your head." As I was doing this, I saw her wrapping a black garment around my waist and chest. All of a sudden, I felt her knee on my ass and my waist being drawn down. I started to protest, but she cut me off with, "Shut up and do what I say. If I can't get this down enough for you to fit your uniform, I'll have to have Bob do it." I figured I better do as told, there was no way I wanted Bob helping me to dress. "Exhale Sissy! Reach for the sky! Stretch your torso! Good girl! I think that will do it." I tried to breathe but could only take short breaths.

"Oh Mistress Beth, Please loosen it so that I can breathe. I can hardly bend either, PLEASE!." I didn't quite understand what Beth was doing to me. I had been wearing the clothes she wanted me to, now she was putting me in this restrictive clothing.

"You better learn to like it Sissy. After a few months, it will fit easily, with no problems. That is when I will have to decide if your waist is small enough, or you need a smaller corset Now here's a nice black satin bra for you." I put it on. Next came the patterned black stockings. They had seams in the back, and a pattern of French maids on them. That's when Beth laid into me, "Those cost $28 a Pair, so you better take extra care with them, Roll them all the way down to the toes and pull them up slowly, making sure the seams are straight in the back." It took quite a few tries to keep the seams straight enough for Beth's approval. She showed me how to hook them to the garters hanging from my corset, making sure I placed them under my bikini. The hardest part of putting them on was trying to bend while wearing that damn corset. Next she handed me a pair of full lace and ruffle panties in white. She just smiled and motioned with her finger, I understood and pulled the panties up my legs. It felt funny, and looked ridiculous. Black stockings with white ruffled lace panties.

"Now for your uniform," Mistress Beth said as she unzipped the hanger bag. Inside the bag was a French maid uniform and petticoats. "Put both the petticoats on Sissy, you want a nice full skirt." I put them on. They stuck out at an angle, and rustled when I moved. "And here's my Sissy's new black satin maid uniform, isn't it cute Sissy. Short puffy sleeves with white button cuffs above the elbows. A cute white collar, and it zips up the back. Let's get you into it." She lifted it over my head, and pulled it down over my petticoats. She zipped it up my back, and buttoned my sleeves. she adjusted it on my petticoats, which extended six inches beyond the hem of my uniform She then pulled the two waist ties behind my back, and tied them into a bow. She then produced a small white tea apron that she said I should wear while serving tonight, she had purchased other aprons for cleaning. Getting up to leave, she tapped on a shoe box saying, "I want you to wear these shoes tonight. Put them on, and make sure you get the straps on tight, or there will be hell to pay. Now get them on and come to the kitchen."

"Yes Mistress Beth." That was it, she left me to put on my new shoes. I looked at the label on the outside of the box, Women's size: 9 wide. Heel Height 4". Style: Ankle strap pump. Color: Black Patent . Name: Amore....I opened the box and they almost jumped out at me. Pointed toe upper that went just to my instep. Then there was the back of the shoe that came up to hold the ankle, wrapping from one side of the ankle around the heel to the other side. It looked like a high heel pump without the sides. There was a strap sewn on the top of the back of the heel. The heel itself was slender, but flared out to about a one inch circle at the bottom. The heel was also Black Patent. These shoes shined like crazy. I put my foot into the right shoe first. I once again felt my toes being bent upward. I stepped down into the heel and fumbled with the strap. I thought I had it, but when I tried to stand, the strap loosened. I tightened it one more notch, till it dug into my ankle, leaving an indent. Then I did the same for the left foot. The shoes weren't as bad as what I wore home, but they were still hard to walk in. I still wobbled when I walked. I headed to the kitchen, trying not to fall down the stairs.

"Well it's about time Sissy. You are to make the salads for Bob and me. Hold off on the dressing until we are ready to eat. I love your uniform and you better act like you love it too. You better remember to curtsy to all my guests when you answer the door. Bob is coming for dinner, but a few other of our co-workers are coming to see you in your new job here. I expect you to serve the drinks and snacks perfectly. When no one needs you, you are to stand at the edge of the room with your manicured hands crossed in front of you, showing off your nails. I want you to cast your eyes down at the floor until someone calls for you. You will ask what they desire while giving them a curtsy, then fill their wish. Think you can handle that?"

"Yes Mistress Beth, " Is all I could say to say. I started making the salads, large single salads for Bob and Beth. My mind kept wandering, trying to think of which co-workers were invited, and how I would get through this humiliation tonight, and go back to work in 36 hours and face these people.

Wham! I felt a stinging blow to my ass. "Quit your day dreaming and get busy Sissy" Beth screamed at me as she held a leather belt in her hand. "There's plenty of things to do, like set the table, chill the wine, and make the coffee. As a maid, I expect you to do these things without being instructed to do them. Screw up one more time tonight, and I'll have Bob give you TEN strokes after the party! Your punishment for this screw-up is that you are not allowed to sit all night. Even when you need to piss, you are not allowed to sit, you must hover over the toilet."

"I'm so sorry Mistress Beth, I didn't mean to displease you. Please forgive me, and thank you for bringing it to my attention. I Hope I please both you and Master Bob tonight. I said while I cast my eyes at Beth's feet.

"We'll just have to see how much you WANT to please tonight." Beth said, "Remember to refer to me as Mistress Beth, and refer to Bob as Master Bob, even in front of our company. You are to act happy and satisfied to be my maid . You are to refer to our guests as Sir or Miss, and curtsy to all of them . Of course You will make a deep curtsy to Bob and me and hold that curtsy until we say Sissy. Understand, Sissy?"

"Oh yes Mistress Beth, I understand, and will be a good Sissy Maid for you tonight." I said as I was gritting my teeth. How dare she do this to me. As soon as I find some of my men's clothes, I'm out of here, bet or no bet. Tonight will be humiliating for me, but I'll have my revenge. Bob will be getting a little surprise too. Maybe I can get his and Beth's passwords for their e-mail accounts and start sending out some threatening letters to people. I could delay the sending until they are asleep, so that they wouldn't have any alibis. Yeah that's what I'm going to do.

Wham! "Just can not learn, can you Sissy? You just earned ten from Master Bob! Maybe he can give them to you in front of our guests for some entertainment, Sound like fun, Sissy? "Beth said as she set the strap in plain view on the coffee table. "If any of our guests ask what the strap is for, Master Bob will mete out your ten strokes. Oh!, I can feel the tension already!"

"I'm SORRY Mistress Beth", I managed to eek out as my stomach actually started to ache, "I'll do better."

"Get ready for your Master's return, go stand in your Sissy waiting stance in the foyer. Be sure to greet him in a proper Sissy fashion." said Beth.

I walked to the foyer, wiggling my ass as I had been instructed to do. It wasn't hard to wiggle , the heels forced me into a wiggle walk and taking very short steps. I stood erect with my ankles together, my manicured hands left over right on my apron, and cast my eyes down toward the floor. I hears Beth walk out to the foyer to inspect me, then I heard her say. "What a pathetic looking maid you make. Stand up straight, your legs are not straight." I realized that I couldn't straighten them much more, my calves and thighs were killing me from the heels. I didn't want to say anything to upset Beth, so I remained quite. "Well, a night of standing will help you learn to do it properly."

I heard Bob's car pull into the garage, and the garage door going down, I was getting a lump in my throat. Bob entered the foyer, and I immediately gave him a deep curtsy saying, "Welcome to Mistress Beth's home, Master Bob. I am ready to serve you as I do Mistress Beth, as your Sissy Maid." I couldn't believe I actually said that to Bob, I was so humiliated, it couldn't get any worse.

"Sissy", Bob replied, this meant that I could stand erect and wait for a command. "Make me a Brandy Manhattan, double with no ice. I'll be in the living room, you can serve me there. I made Bob's drink and went into the living room carrying the drink on my Maid's tray, the tray I would be serving our guests with. I approached Bob, did a deep curtsy and presented him his drink. He took the drink and said nothing. I held my curtsy for about 5 minutes before Bob looked at me, saying, "You forgot something VERY important in this house. I'll give you one more chance to perform properly."

"I'm sorry Master Bob, I'll redo my curtsy." With that said I did a deeper curtsy and said, "Here is your drink as ordered, Master Bob, I hope I performed correctly for you this time Master."

"Sissy, up with you and go help your Mistress." My legs were sore. My back was sore. My feet were killing me, and the night just started.

I went into the kitchen and started to take over the kitchen duties from Beth, without her saying a word, but she did smile at me. I served the salads first, and presented the wine to Bob, for his inspection. I then went back to the kitchen to finish grilling their steaks. When the steaks were done, I presented them to Master Bob and Mistress Beth. Beth was impressed at how quickly I learned my position in the house. She told me to clear the uneaten portions of the salads from the table saying, "Don't toss them out, that is your dinner for tonight. You may eat them now, while we eat these steaks." Wow, left over salads. I'm being treated like a dog, given table scraps. I was hungry, so I ate the salads. When I finished eating them, I went back out to the dining room to assume my stance. Mistress Beth told me I could clear the table, as they were finished. I was instructed to put the wine in the refrigerator, put the dishes in the sink, and save the bones for me to have something to gnaw on tomorrow. I was to bring the coffee into the living room.

I curtsied and said , " Yes mistress, is there anything else?"

"That will do for now Sissy." she replied.

I cleared the table as instructed, I set up the coffee serving tray, and brought it out to Bob and Beth. When I came into the living room, Beth and Bob were French kissing on the couch. I did a deep curtsy and said , "Your coffee Mistress Beth, your coffee Master Bob. I held my curtsy and the tray till they came up for air.

"Put it on the table Sissy, and take your stance." Beth said. "Remember that you are not allowed to answer NO to any question your Master or Mistress ask, if it is said to be a yes or no question. I want you to give the impression that you really love being my Sissy Maid."

"Yes Mistress Beth." I answered as I took my stance. It seemed like hours that I was standing there, but it was only 20 minutes before our first guest arrived. My feet were already numb, and the muscles in my legs were aching. When the doorbell rang, I curtsied to Beth, "Mistress", then to Bob, "Master", then I went to answer the door. It was Jim, I curtsied to him saying, "Welcome Sir to Mistress Beth's home, follow me to the living room please." I could *feel* Jim's eyes on my ass as I wiggled into the living room. I curtsied to Beth saying. "Mistress Beth, your guest Jim is here."

"Resume your stance Sissy." Beth commanded, and I did.

Jim, "Wow, I can't believe what you've done with him. The maid outfit, the slut heels, and the way he shakes and wiggles his ass."

"Please Jim, Lynn is now my Sissy Maid, and I prefer for HER to be called by feminine pronouns." Beth said with a little giggle in her voice.

There went the door bell again, I turned to Beth and curtsied saying "Mistress" , and then to Bob with another curtsy saying "Master". I went to answer the door, it was Mary and Dian . I curtsied to Mary first, "Miss Mary", then to Dian, "Miss Dian. Welcome to Mistress Beth's home. Follow me to the living room please ." They were talking behind me, not even trying to hide their comments about how I looked. I entered the living room again with a curtsy to Beth saying "Mistress Beth, your guests Mary and Dian are here." I held my curtsy for a minute .

"Alright Sissy, resume your stance." Beth said in an almost whisper voice. Tim and Mike should be here shortly.

The words no more than left her lips, when the doorbell rang. Jim interrupted the girls saying, "Watch this girls, you won't believe it!"

I curtsied to Beth, again saying, "Mistress", and then to Bob, saying "Master". I went to answer the door while everyone in the living room started to laugh at me. It was Tim and Mike. I curtsied to Tim saying, "Welcome to Mistress Beth's home Sir." Then I turned to Mike , "Welcome to Mistress Beth's home Sir. Please follow me to the living room. Again I heard some chuckles behind me as I wiggled my ass. Deja-vu, I curtsied to Beth saying, "Mistress Beth, your guests Tim and Mike are here."

After about three minutes, she just said "Sissy", so I stood up and resumed my stance. " See how well she has learned! She really wants to be able to pass as a woman. I think with all of our help, we can help her act more *lady-like* at work." A roar of laughter went up in the room. They all were quite happy with the predicament I was in. I must have pissed them all off somehow. "Sissy! Sissy!!, what did I tell you about daydreaming. You can dream about your Prince Charming at night. More laughter, as I was brought back to my duties at hand. I had forgot to wait on the guests. I started to curtsy to the guests and take their drink orders. I was on the move fetching drinks for at least an hour. I thought that I would be able to get through the night if it ended in the next hour, after all, they wouldn't want to drive home drunk.

"What's this for?", Mary asked while holding up the strap that had been on the coffee table. My heart sunk into the pit of my stomach.

That is when Beth spoke up, "Oh that's the strap that Sissy will get ten strokes with, all delivered by Bob. The Sissy has had a hard time concentrating on her work. She earned ten strokes earlier this evening, that is ten delayed action strokes. They were to be delayed until someone asked what the strap was for, which Mary has just done. As a bonus for Mary, she'll get to help hold Lynn's petticoats up as the strokes are delivered. Now let's get the Sissy into position. Get over here Lynn and stand with your feet together , Dian can strap them together, to make sure you stay put. Now grab the back of the chair and bend over as I slide the chair out farther. Keep your legs as straight as possible, and your back flat. I know that it's hard to breathe with the corset on, but you have to face your punishment Sissy.

She was right, it was hard to inhale, and the corset was digging into me in this position. I couldn't move my feet, and if I let go of the chair back, I would fall to the floor. Bob picked up the strap and made a few practice swings across the arm of the couch . Hey, he was swinging it hard like he meant business. Then he said. "This Sissy Maid has been found guilty of Neglecting her maid duties, and has been sentenced to receive ten strokes of the strap, to be delivered by her Master. She is to count out each stroke, and thank her Master for it. Mary is to assist in delivering the punishment."

Mary reached down and lifted my petticoats and maid uniform over my back. She Ooohed and Aaaahed at my maid's panties saying, "My what pretty panties you have Lynn, it's a shame to keep them all covered up with petticoats. I'll lower them for you. We don't want to ruin them, and of course they would lessen the feeling for your ass. Oh look, a bikini under the garter straps, we'll just leave them Sissy."

" Time for the entertainment to start" Bob yelled.

Bob grabbed my petticoats, and helped lift them. Mary was on my right side, and Bob was on my left. Bob was right handed, and I knew he was meaning to swing for all he could. I started to brace myself for the first stroke.

Wham! "One, thank you Master Bob." My ass felt the searing pain across both cheeks.

Wham! "Two, thank you Master Bob." This one hurt even more.

Wham! "Three, thank you Master Bob." My ass was warm now.

Whirl, whirl, Wham! "Ow!!! Four, thank you Master Bob." Bob was getting into swinging the belt even harder.

WHAM!!! "Five, thank you Master Bob." Only half way, and I was ready to fall down. The pain was increasing, and I was getting a burning sensation in my ass cheeks.

Wham! "Six, thank you Master Bob." This one was a little lighter, maybe Bob was taking pity on me.

Wham! " Seven, thank you Master Bob." Same as last stroke.

WHAM!! "Eight, thank you Master Bob." Much harder again. My eyes started to get tears in them.

Whirl, WHAM!! " Nine" sniff "thank you Master Bob." Sniff, sniff. Tears were now running down my cheeks.

Whirl, whirl, WHAM!!!! "Ten" sniff, sniff, sniff, "thank you" sniff, sniff, "Master Bob". I then lost it and started to cry out loud . I was so humiliated. My co workers were admiring the stroke marks on my ass.

"Go fix your make-up Sissy, so we can get down to business, the reason we're all here." Beth said as she herded the group back into the living room. I bent down, a task in itself, and unbuckled the ankle strap. I headed to my room to freshen my make up. I decided to empty my bladder, as the corset was placing pressure on it. I hovered over the toilet like Mistress had ordered. The fact that my ass was on fire helped in the decision. I hurried back down stairs.

When I reached the bottom step, the doorbell rang. I answered the door, and there was a woman about 30 years old standing, holding a briefcase. I curtsied to her and said, "Welcome To Mistress Beth's home, is she expecting you?"

"Hell yes. This meeting won't fly without me! And my name Is NanCee." She quipped at me.

"Please follow me to the living room Miss NanCee." I walked in front of her to the living room. When we entered, the whole room went quite to see me go through my routine. I curtsied to Beth and said, "Mistress Beth, your guest Miss NanCee is here." With that said, NanCee sat down and started talking to Beth. Beth never gave me the signal that I could stop the curtsy.

After ten agonizing minutes, I heard, "Good Sissy" from Beth. "I think your ten strokes tonight have improved your concentration on serving as a maid. Now I want you to join our group for a discussion about your future. You will only speak when spoken to, and only to answer the question asked. Understand?"

"Yes Mistress Beth." I felt the night coming to a close. I thought.

"These questions are all yes or no questions" stated Beth, "Do you like being my Sissy Maid?"

Me, "Yes Mistress Beth"

Beth, "Do you want to continue your training and feminization as the bet requires?"

Me, "Yes Mistress Beth."

Beth, "Do you really prefer skirts and dresses instead of pants?"

Me, "Yes Mistress Beth."

Beth, "Have you ever dreamed of being a girl, or living as a woman?"

Me, "Yes Mistress Beth." Of course none of this was true, but I wasn't going to get Beth pissed before my escape.

Beth, "The rest of the questions, you are to answer to the best of your knowledge. Do you know how much money has been spent so far on your training?"

Me, "No mistress Beth." I really didn't.

Beth, "Did you know your credit cards are all maxed out ?"

Me, "No Mistress Beth." Another new piece of information.

Beth, "Did you know that if it wasn't for me, your truck payment would have been late?"

Me, "No Mistress Beth, and thank you Mistress Beth."

Beth," Think very carefully now. Do you think that you have been taking good care of your finances?"

Me, "Well, I can't really answer that right now Mistress Beth."

Beth, "How are you going to be able to handle the future costs your going to incur. Things like winter clothing, winter boots, hair and nail salons."

Me, "I don't know, Mistress Beth."

Beth, "Now it's time to let NanCee give her proposal on how to handle the costs with no interest charges for you Sissy."

NanCee got up and walked over to me. She stood directly in front of me, lifted my chin with her hand, and looked directly into my eyes. She scared me. Her eyes had an evil look of an interrogator in those old movies. She spoke directly to me, but loud enough for everyone in the room to hear, "I've helped many Sissies with their finance problems. What you need, is a woman to run your affairs. Someone who will manage your money within budget. Most men want to blow all their money on toys, or at bars. It's clear you had no idea on how much was spent on you already. So, for your financial security, I have brought the necessary papers to allow your Mistress to manage your money. This is so that you do not ruin your credit, or fall behind in any payments. Beth will resume all responsibility for late charges or penalties. You will not be at risk of defaulting on anything. Do you understand Sissy?"

Me, "I think so Miss NanCee. I wouldn't be responsible for getting my payments in on time, or have to pay any penalties."

NanCee, "Well, well, well. The Sissy got it right the first time. Yes. Is this agreeable with you then?"

Me, "Yes Miss NanCee."

NanCee, "Well let's get started so that I can get home. I will need a driver's license from everyone here. Sissy, you have to sign your name five times, once on each line on the left side bottom. The rest of you guests are to sign your name on one of the lines on the right bottom, opposite Sissy's signature . Sissy, you need to print your full name on the top left where it says applicant. Beth, you are to print your full name on the right side top line where it says manager, and sign your full name on the line directly below it. ...............Every body done now? Just needs my signature and Notary seal to make it legal. There all done. I'll keep a copy for the records. As of right now, Beth has power of attorney and *Full and Complete* control of all of Sissy Lynn's financial doings. Party's over."

With that said, everyone started high-fiving and the cheers of "we did it" echoed around the room. I had been set up again, but at least now I wasn't responsible for ANY bills, no matter who's name they were in. Besides, I was planning on being back in my apartment in a week or two, and getting this whole thing straightened out. I showed all the guests to the front door, and gave each of them a curtsy as they turned to leave.

Mistress beth looked at me and spoke softly, "You did very good tonight Sissy, so as a reward, you can put the glasses in the sink and wash them tomorrow. I know you are just dying to get off of your feet. When you are done with that, stop in my room before retiring to your room."

Me, "Yes Mistress Beth, Thank you Mistress Beth." I hurried with the clean up. I turned off the downstairs lights and ascended the staircase. I knocked before entering Mistress' room. I gave a deep curtsy saying, "Mistress Beth, Master Bob, Your Sissy awaits your wish" I thought they would send me off so that they could have sex , but that wasn't what Mistress had on her mind.

Beth, "Get over here Sissy, on your knees and help your Master undress." I got down on my knees directly in front of Bob. I untied his shoes, and helped him step out of them. I then reached up his pant legs and pulled off his socks , laying them over his shoes. I unbuckled his belt and pants, pulled down his zipper, and dropped his pants down to the floor. After he had stepped out of them, I placed them on the chair he was standing next to. He removed his own shirt tossing it on the same chair. There I was, on my knees, staring Directly into the fly of Bob's briefs. Beth looked over at me and said," Why did you stop Sissy? I want him naked! Take his underwear off using your mouth only, no hands." I tried to pull them all at once, but fond that I had to pull at the back side too. I was pulling hard on his waist band above his left thigh, when all of a sudden it came down. His dick fell out and dragged over my nose and left cheek. It startled me. Beth laughed.

Beth came over to where I was kneeling, and kneeled down right along side of me. She smiled and said, " This will be your first and only lesson, so pay attention and remember it well. You are to repeat everything I do without hesitating. I know you think this is offensive, but you really need to learn how to do this." With that said, Beth kissed the head of Bob's dick, and gave it a long slow lick from his balls to the tip of his dick, took the head into her mouth making slurping sounds, and ended with a kiss on the end of his dick. She then handed his dick to me saying, "your turn." I had never sucked a dick before, my mind raced, what to do. The next thing I knew, I felt the head of Bob's dick on my lips. Without a second thought, I kissed it, and went through the same motions as Beth. Beth then took Bob's dick, tonguing it all over before taking it into her mouth. She was making sucking and slurping sounds. She also made moaning sounds, mmmmmm, mmmmm, like she loved sucking his cock. "Your turn Sissy. I want you to try and deep throat him. Oh, and don't forget to swallow every thing he gives you. He, he." Beth said as she got up to kiss Bob. I was sucking hard, and slurping on Bob's dick. I was so embarrassed , then Beth piped in, "Put a little more volume into those moans Sissy." I made louder sounds, I was happy we didn't have an audience. All of a sudden I could feel Bob's dick start to throb in my mouth. I wasn't able to deep throat him, and I was close to gagging. If he came when he took a thrust, I knew I would choke. He started coming, and I pulled back and started to swallow. He had about three full spurts of cum, which I managed to swallow. I let his dick fall from my mouth and awaited instructions.

Beth, "What the hell is wrong with you. Your Master just let you suck him off. He gave you his cum to swallow, and you just kneel and stare."

I got the meaning of Beth's words. "Thank you Master Bob for letting me give you a blow job. And thank you Master Bob for giving me your cum to swallow."

Bob, "That's alright Sissy, you'll have plenty of opportunities to give me blow jobs."

Beth, "After all Sissy, it does say *I LOVE to SUCK* across your back waist. Now suck Bob up to a nice big hard on so that he can give me a long fuck." I started to suck on Bob's limp dick, and bring it back to life. When he was big and hard, he mounted Beth, who was on her back. There they were, the two of them. Going at it hard, just feet from my face. It was a kind of torture for me. I always wanted to fuck Beth, now I had sucked off the man fucking her. I was brought back to reality by the sound of Beth's voice as she climaxed. Bob pulled out of her and rolled onto his back along side her. "Get up here Sissy, and clean us up." Beth yelled at me like I wasn't paying attention. "Bob first. Give him a tongue bath, and make sure you suck all the cum out of his cock and balls." I wasn't expecting this, but I did it. I spent five minutes cleaning Bob. His dick had the scent of Beth's cunt juices. I sucked him dry. Without being told to, I started to lick Beth's pussy, the mixed smell of cock, pussy, and perspiration was not very pleasant to me, but I kept my tongue lapping. "I didn't tell you to eat me Sissy," Beth said, "Just suck and clean me out." I sucked for God knows how long, then Beth raised my head, looked me in the eye and said, "That's enough for tonight Sissy, go to bed."

I stood at the foot of the bed and curtsied, "Thank you Mistress Beth, Thank you Master Bob." I held my curtsy.

Beth, "Oh go to bed Sissy."

 

End of part two. Part three deals with Lynn's escape from Beth's house, even after Beth starts to treat Lynn as an equal ,of sorts. Beth and Bob's love affair grows.

  

  

  

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