Julie Goes To A Wedding Pt 09

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 that knows what is really between my legs. Everyone else is convinced I am a genetic woman.

This is where we left off in the last chapter:

Marsha and Mistress were on their hands and knees with nooses around their necks. Travis and Tomas were pulling the nooses tightly as they fucked the girls doggie style.

Without warning, the men pulled their cocks out and rolled the women on to their backs in the shit on the ground. They got between their spread legs and started to fuck them again.

Since they had already cum from the cock sucking before, it took them a while to cum again. I have no idea how many times the women came, but finally when the men came, they grunted loudly and emptied their balls into their battered cunts.

As the men pulled out, Marsha and I went to lick their cocks clean. Once that was done, the men stood up and pissed on the women they had just fucked.

Marsha and I took the men into the house and prepared a bath for the men. As they bathed, we prepared breakfast for them.

Back in the barn, Mistress and Ro helped each other up and sat on bales of hay and discussed what happened.

Ro said, "Mistress after you fisted me yesterday, I thought I would never experience anything as intense as that ever again. I saw today I was wrong. That was incredible!"

Mistress smiled, "The fact that we are on our periods helped. Our hormones are all over the place right now. But even with that, it was fucking amazing for me as well."

Mistress asked, "How does your cunt feel?"

Ro smiled, "I am too sore for any more fucking. If we fuck again, it has to be in my asshole."

Mistress laughed, "I know exactly how you feel."

The women then gave each other a whore's shower and then walked hand in hand, naked into the house.

And now:

Marsha and Mistress gave each other a whore's shower and walked back into the house. Even though they had just showered their cunts were still oozing blood from their periods.

We were all still naked and the men were in different tubs. Marsha and I bathed the Masters as if they were royalty and then dried them off. While we were doing that, Jane was sent to the barn to get rid of the old nasty straw and put down fresh straw.

Just as the men were emerging from the bathroom, Marsha and Mistress met them in the living room. Mistress and Ro quickly dropped to their knees to show their respect for the men and thank them for all they had done.

The Masters picked up the girls like they were light as a feather and took them out to the barn and laid them down on the fresh straw. As arranged, Marsha and I followed with the materials needed to help relieve the women's periods.

Instead of Marsha and I tending to the women, Master Travis and Master Tomas tended to them. Ro said softly, "May I speak please?"

When Master Travis nodded, Ro said "Master. I am confused. Just before you and Master Tomas were brutally fucking and beating us. You even put nooses around our necks and choked us till they shit ourselves, and now you are treating us like delicate flowers. I am confused."

Mistress and Ro had the warm wraps on their tits and the warm pouches on their bloody cunts. Mistress propped herself on her elbows and explained.

"Ro, you and I are whores. I have been one all my life, but you are new to this, so I understand your confusion. We performed a 'service' for the Masters. As part of that 'service' we allowed ourselves to be humiliated and abused in manners most women could never understand and we did this for the pleasure of the Masters"

"What the Masters are doing now is showing their appreciation for what we did for them. Before we were just whores there to be degraded for their pleasure. Now we are women being rewarded for bringing them so much pleasure."

Master Travis spoke, "Ro, you can never understand how much pleasure women like you bring to men. When we find women like you, we make it a point to show them our appreciation."

Neither of the Masters hesitated as they went down on our bloody cunts and got us off orally. After we settled down, both Ro and Mistress kissed the Masters in a loving manner.

Master Tomas kissed Ro tenderly, "Thank you for all you did dear."

We all relaxed like that for about an hour and then the men had Ro and Mistress stand and bend over. Then both men started to push folded money inside their assholes.

Mistress protested, "No Master, you did us the favor. Please don't insult us by paying us as whores."

Master Travis gave Mistress' ass a sharp slap. "Quiet slut or I will beat you senseless!"

Then Master explained, "This money is not for you. I know you do not keep the money anymore dear. I know you are going to take this money and donate it to charity. All I ask is that you give the money to Veteran's Groups. These veterans served our country and need our help."

Tomas finished pushing money into Ro's asshole and said, "Donate this money to them with our thanks."

The women curtsied submissively and thanked them both as they left.

Mistress, with the money still stuffed in her asshole, looked at Ro and asked, "Do you have any questions dear?"

Ro was on emotional and physical overload, "Not right now Mistress, I am still trying to understand this all. I love it! But it is so confusing."

Mistress smiled, "I am afraid I am going to confuse you even more dear. I want to show you another side of our kinky lifestyle. The men will be back in a few hours or so. I would suggest we take the money from our assholes and make the donations we promised and then come back and get ready."

Mistress bent over and Ro removed the money and wiped it off and Mistress did the same for Ro. Each whore had $5,000 rolled up her ass. We all got dressed and took a ride to the local Veteran's Center. As we walked in, we playfully flirted with the men and women there and when they heard that we were donating a total of $10,000 they applauded and thanked us all.

We took turns thanking the veterans for their service to our great nation, and more than one of them, male and female, gave us a quick feel. Truthfully, I would have been honored to fuck each and every one of them as thanks for their service, but Mistress said that would not be appropriate.

Back at home, we all got naked again and both Ro and Mistress removed the tampons so the blood would flow. I know from experience, when Mistress does that, things will get real nasty.

Mistress explained to Ro, "Ro, I am an extreme sadist. I get sexual pleasure from inflicting pain on people. All of the women in Julie's family are extreme masochists. They get sexual pleasure from being abused and humiliated. Today is going to be all about me humiliating and hurting Marsha and Julie for their sexual pleasure as well as my own."

The men came back, and we all curtsied and kissed their feet submissively, even Mistress. This time, Travis and Tomas came back with Master Dave, from the store last week, and another man that Mistress and I knew.

Ro went to Master Dave and asked quietly, "May I speak please Master?"

The Master pulled and twisted Ro's nipple, "Speak slave."

Ro said, "Thank you Master, I just wanted to apologize for my poor behavior last week and to thank you for the discipline you gave me."

Master said, "It is obvious you have learned from the experience, good girl. We will speak no more of it."

Mistress looked to Ro and Jane and explained, "As you watch what I am doing to my sluts, I would expect you to suck the cocks of the Masters as they watch. You are to please them, but at no point do I want them to cum."

Mistress was ominous as she said, "If you let them cum, what you see happening to Julie and Marsha, will happen to you."

To make sure Ro and Jane understood, she reached into our toy box and took out 2 sets of nipple clamps. I watched as the clamps were applied and Ro and Jane winced painfully. Mistress said, "This is just a taste of what my sluts will suffer."

Marsha and I watched fearfully. Yet in spite of my fears, I noticed that both my nipples and clit were hard in anticipation of what was to come. I am sure had I touched Marsha's cunt she would be soaked in sexual anticipation as well.

Mistress went to the toy box and took out a handful of nipple clamps. She walked in front of Marsha and held the clamps up and then took a knife and cut away the heavy rubber from the tips of the clamps exposing the vicious metal teeth.

"Hands on your head girl." Marsha obeyed and Mistress attached the clamps to Marsha's hard nipples. As she did, the metal teeth bit into her tender flesh and droplets of blood started to drip on to Marsha's tits and belly.

Ro and Jane gasped at what they saw. Both were in pain from the clamps on their nipples but were shocked to see the rubber stripped away causing Marsha to bleed.

Mistress went to me and repeated the process. I remember thinking to myself, "How fucked up am I that I crave this?"

Mistress pulled the rubber off another pair of clamps. Mistress then pulled at Marsha's swollen labia and that set on either side of Marsha's cunt. I could see tears streaming down Marsha's eyes, mixing with the heavy eye make-up Mistress made us both wear so that Marsha looked like a sad clown.

Mistress did the same thing to my sissy balls.

Then Mistress took fishing weights and attached them to the thin chains that connected the clamps to our nipples. When she let go of the weights, they pulled on our nipples so much that they looked distorted and fake.

Finally, she attached weights to the chains at Marsha's cunt and my sissy balls. The pain was exquisite.

She got a cane and started to cane our asses making us walk quickly around the barn. As we moved, the weights swayed pulling on our nipples to the point where we started to bleed harder.

After a bit, she attached more weights and then asked us both, "It is about to get worse, do you want to use your safe words?"

Neither of us did and Mistress handing us jump ropes. "Remember the silly songs you sang when you jumped rope as girls? I want to hear them now."

Marsha and I faced each other and started jumping rope. As we did the weight jiggled on the chains causing pain like I have never experienced. The pain mixed with the pleasure sent us both in "sub space."

I have no idea what gibberish I was singing as I jumped rope, but in time I felt my clit start to spurt. As I came, I reached a point of no return and collapsed on my knees. I could see Marsha was in the same condition as myself.

Mistress gave us a moment to recover, as she did, she went to Ro and Jane and smiled wickedly. "By now you have gotten used to the pain in your nipples from the clamps girls, but it is about to get much worse."

Mistress went to Ro and pinched the clamps so that that released the pressure on her nipples. As the blood flowed back into her nipples, the pain became a sharp, searing pain. Ro fell to the feet of the Mistress, crying in pain.

Mistress repeated the process with Jane with the same results.

"Can you imagine what it is going to be like for Marsha and Julie?"

Then Mistress came to me. "Ready Julie?" I nodded and Mistress removed the clamps from my nipples and sissy balls. I fell to the ground and rolled around in agony. I was soon joined by Marsha.

From the ground we looked up and saw Mistress using a vibrator on herself and she soon shuddered from her orgasm.

I looked at the Masters and they were standing in front of Ro and Jane. The women were using their mouths, going from cock to cock to please them, careful not to get them off.

Marsha and I huddled together so Mistress and the Masters could piss on us. The warmth of the piss was actually soothing on our bloody nipples.