BILLIE AND SUZIE
Suzanne was lounging on her back on the floor, completely naked, unchastized, alternating between worshipping Mrs. McGregor's and Mommy's feet. Sometimes she be licking one woman's foot and the other would run her stockinged foot up and down her erection.
After an hour or so Mommy said "Good gurl, Suzanne, kneel in front of me now. Eyes down. I have some good news for you. Your adored sissy friend Billie will be visiting us."
"WHAT?" Suzanne blurted.
Mrs. McGregor cocked her head to the side. Then she snapped her fingers and pointed at her lap. Suzanne rose and draped herself over her lap. Mrs. McGregor pulled out her smart phone and set the timer.
"Suzanne, you KNOW that outbursts like that are forbidden. You are a naughty gurl. And what happens to naughty gurls?"
"They get punished, Governess."
"Correct."
She then started spanking Suzanne. Fifteen minutes later the timer went off. Mrs. McGregor pushed the wailing and crying Suzanne onto the floor. Again snapped her fingers, and he knelt in front of her. Spreading her legs, she grabbed Suzanne by the hair and dragged her face to her crotch. "Start licking, child." Ten minutes later and she had had her third orgasm. "Spankings always do get me excited" she sighed.
Vanna laughed.
Then she said "Susie, Billie won't be here for a week. I think a nice present for her would be your balls full of cum, just waiting for her. Let's lock you up until then."
Without saying a word Mrs. Kent had carefully dressed Billie and bundled her into the limo.
About a half hour into the ride she turned to the sissy and said, "I have a surprise for you! We're going to see your sissy friend Suzanne. She is SO excited to see you. Her Mommy said she hasn't cum in a week and has a TON of sissyjuice for you to consume. Isn't that wonderful?"
"Yes Mistress Mommy."
Vanna, Margaret and Suzanne were waiting at the front entrance when the limo pulled up.
"Darling, wonderful to see you!" Mommy said as she and Mrs. Kent traded air kisses. "And your sissy is SO lovely in her cute outfit."
"Thank you, dear. I do try to keep her in sweet sissy outfits. And Stuart looks beautiful, also."
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, She is no longer Stuart, her name is Suzanne."
"How lovely!" exclaimed Mrs. Kent.
They entered the house to the living room.
Vanna said to Tara "I think we should have the sissygurls strip."
"Great idea. Gurls, you heard Mrs. Duncan. Off with your pretties."
Mrs. Kent sat on a chair, then snapped her fingers and pointed down. Billie immediately got on all fours in front of her, and she put her feet on his back.
"Suzanne, you may kneel here on the floor next to me. I must say, Tara, that I'm impressed with how obedient Billie is. And what was that signal you gave her?"
"Oh, I have a whole series of hand signals I use to control her. I find that not speaking to a slave increases their sense of worthlessness and subservience."
"Interesting. You'll have to show me."
"Of course, dear."
Mommy then said, "What I'd really like to do is have a photo session with Susie and Billie."
Tara's eyes lit up. "What a splendid idea."
"I'd really like to get your input for ideas. But first a tour of the house."
The residence was magnificent, antiques and artwork scattered throughout.
"Let's look at Suzanne's room."
There was no door to her room, it had been removed.
"Of course a sissy slave is allowed no privacy." Vanna explained.
The room was dominated by a four-poster bed, eye-bolts screwed at regular intervals to the bed posts. At the head of the bed was a ring stapled to the wall, a chain hanging from it.
Correction instruments hung on the wall. A small tawse. A martinet. A riding crop. A flogger. A single tail whip. A quirt. Leather straps. Wooden paddles. Wooden spoons. On the nightstand beside the bed were several wooden hair brushes. On the floor was an umbrella stand which contained a variety of canes. Another stand contains several birch rods bound with white cloth.
The was a bathroom attached to the room, and it's door had been removed, also.
"Oh, lovely." Mrs. Kent cried.
There was a wall mirror with a lifelike male dildo attached to it with a suction cup.
"What's that?"
"Oh, that's one of Suzanne's training devices. Show us how you use it, Susie."
"First your litany, sissy."
She knelt in front of the dildo.
"Sissies love cock, sissies crave cock, sissies love cum, sissies crave cum"
Suzanne engulfed it in her mouth, moving her head back and forth in simulated fellatio.
"That way he gets used to the feeling of cock in her mouth."
"She'll get a lot of THAT this weekend."
All the women laughed.
There was also a large screen TV with a stool placed in front of it. The stool was festooned with leather straps and had a butt plug attached to the seat.
"And this is...?"
"A suggestion from your daughter. This is Suzanne's evening entertainment. She strips (if she's wearing anything) , and one of the maids put wrist and ankle cuffs on her. She then takes one of her special "vitamins", then the maid lubes her boipussy and the plug and has her sit on the seat. She has to sit on the butt plug, then her ankles are attached to chains which keep her legs apart. Her hands also chained to the bench behind her back.
Then she watches several hours of femdom, feminization and sissy movies. Sometimes I have one of the maids come in and give her a tease and denial session as she watches. The funny thing is that she's usually hard as a rock as soon as she sits on the butt plug."
"Shall we start here? I'll go get my camera."
Mrs. Kent suggested that they have Suzanne whip Billie first.
"Excellent Idea."
Mama said she had an idea and placed two locking cock rings around the base of both gurl's genitals. Then they roped Billie's arms above her head to one of the bed posts.
Mrs. Kent went and examined the instruments hang on the wall, and took the tawse.
"Here, Suzanne, Use this on her ass."
SWACK SWACK SWACK.....
Suzanne gave Billie a real going over, aiming at her back, ass and thighs.
Mama took a series of shots of Suzanne and Billie and the whipping went on, Especially concentrating on Billie's abused ass and her tear-stained face.
"Very good, Suzanne, you can stop now," Mommy said.
"Tara, let's photograph you and Billie first."
She stands beside the bound sissy and Vanna gets several good shots of Billie's reddened and striped ass, Mrs. Kent caressing her.