Twins II                    by: A Happy Wife

 

The two men eyed each other with caution. It was a stretch to still call them men. But they felt like men, or wanted to. Even under all the makeup, curls, lace and petticoats they still thought of themselves as men. She watched them; she always enjoyed his discomfort at being seen in this humiliating attire. It was of little comfort to him to be seen by this other subjugated male. He wondered who he was and why he was here. He shifted uncomfortably under her gaze and in the other ones presence.

They were dressed in identical frocks and shoes. They wore adorable white party dresses with a pink floral print, black patent Mary Jane shoes with pink ankle socks. Their legs were bare, long, tan and pretty. Each of them was disturbingly aware of the effect the others legs had on them. They both had on training bras, petticoats and pink rumba panties. They hadn’t seen the others yet but each wore a pink vinyl penis sheath. The penis was restricted, restrained and pulled back between the legs for a nice feminine panty line.

The two submissive males looked like six-year-old girls. Both were experienced crossdressers and could pass for attractive women but in this humiliating garb they would never be mistaken for anything but what they are, sissies.

The one called Beth was or had been her husband; the other one was called Patty. Beth was being introduced to Patty and was told she would become her new best friend, playmate and helper around the house. Beth was not happy to hear this news; she didn’t want to share her Mistress with another sissy. Beth had not experienced a husband’s role in two years but she was allowed to see her Mistress undressed and to assist her in her bathing and toilet. Beth’s restrained penis would strain against its bonds in a strange mixture of pleasure, denial and humiliation. This new girl called Patty who wasn’t even married to her would be sharing those intimate chores that Beth so loved. It was all Beth had left of the masculine role she had thought she would have when she married.

Beth and Patty both listened as she told them that they would be sharing a bed, they would bathe together, assist each other with body shaving, manicures and pedicures. In short they would become like sisters, "sissy sisters" she said with a smile. Beth was outraged she made the mistake of showing her anger. Beth’s Mistress couldn’t help but laugh as Beth tried to assert herself. She stamped her little Mary Janes on the floor and tried to find her long lost manly voice. Her Mistress just shook her head and said "it’s hard to be tough when you are wearing a dress and patent shoes, isn’t it?" Beth nodded her head and resigned herself to this new indignity in her life. Beth was motioned over to her Mistress and without a word being said Beth positioned herself across her Mistresses knees. Mistress lifted the short skirt and petticoats, pulled down the ruffled panties to expose the smooth girlish bottom. She asked Patty to retrieve the paddle from the tabletop and fetch it for her. Soon the swats fell with each swat Beth thanked her Mistress and asked for another. After a full fifty spanks Beth was in tears blubbering like a child, Patty was terrified, when Mistress pointed at Beth’s red fanny and said "kiss it and make it better" Patty didn’t miss a beat and knelt and began the humiliating task of kissing a males fanny. Patty could see the end of Beth’s withdrawn penis and realized how close her lips were to it with each kiss. Patty instinctively knew she had better keep on kissing until told not to. Beth too was aware of the closeness of Patty and she felt her penis attempting to swell in its sheath.

Beth and Patty now stood side by side each had released the others penis from its pulled back position. The sheath remained on and each girl held the other girls penis in her hand. They had been instructed to "not let go" Beth’s right ankle was tied to Patty’s left ankle with a pink ribbon their elbows were like tied and they were being given their first lesson in sisterhood. They would walk as one, sleep as one and do all things as though they were joined at the hip. If that means assistance in bathroom activities, well they would just become really close friends. " You may kiss girls" she said. Beth and Patty turned their pretty heads their lips met, each felt the others penis harden the small amount allowed by the sheath. Each felt the burn of their humiliation as their feelings of attraction for each other erased their last hope of any masculinity.

A Happy Wife

 

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