Hello Readers. I am starting a new series. This is a bit different in that my previous works are based on mostly real experiences. This series will be a mix of fact and fiction. It will have quite a bit of BDSM and "bodily functions." If that is not your thing, please read one of my other stories. Finally, everyone is 18+ and all activities were consensual.
My name is Julie, I am a sissy that has been living as a woman all my adult life. I live with 4 other genetic women, my wife, Nancy, my sister and her wife, Becca and Annie and finally our aunt, Aunt Patti. All of us are submissive except for my aunt who is the Domme of the family.
The other woman involved is Marsha. She is my boss at the library I work at. She is the only one there that knows what is really between my legs. Everyone else is convinced I am a genetic woman.
Marsha and I were lying in bed bare assed naked. We woke up early and had fucked twice already, once in her cunt and the second time in her ass, The hormones I am on give me a lovely feminine figure with 36D tits, but they have also made my clit small, barely 4 inches when I am hard. On the positive side, when I cum, I cum a lot and I can have multiple orgasms like a real woman.
We had just started to kiss again when there was an unexpected knock on my front door. I got up and put a short robe on and saw that on the other side was a lifelong friend, Mistress Ursula. She was stunning to look at. An older tall woman with beautiful full breasts (38DD) and legs that went on forever. She was wearing a short skirt and tight blouse that showed off her figure.
I opened the door and as soon as she came in, I curtsied respectfully. Mistress walked in as if she owned the place. She pointed to the floor, and I got on my knees in front of her. I heard Marsha come into the room and when she saw me on my knees, she did the same thing. Our robes just barely covered our asses.
Mistress said, "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend Julie?"
I recovered and said to Marsha, "This is Mistress Ursula. She is a longtime friend and was the first woman to own me when I decided to go into prostitution. After a while, my sister had Annie buy me for use in her whore house. Mistress was always one of my favorite clients."
Mistress leaned over and kissed my mouth hard and then leaned back and slapped my face just as hard and spit on me.
"It seems Julie neglected to tell you that I am also an extreme sadist. I love hearing Julie cry as I inflict pain. Usually, Julie and her sister Becca were the only women that were willing to submit to me."
After a moment, Mistress looked at Marsha and I, both of us had cum stains on our robes as cum oozed from Marsha cunt and asshole and my clit dripped.
Her command was direct. "Take off your robes, you both look and stink like cheap whores."
Neither Marsha nor I had any sense of shame or modesty and were soon naked in front of her.
Mistress looked at me and asked, "Is Marsha a pain slut like you Sissy?" When I nodded, she asked, "Is this whore capable of enduring the pain I am capable of giving?"
I looked at Marsha who nodded nervously and then said, "Yes Mistress, I believe so."