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:
I have no idea which of the men came first, but soon all the men emptied their balls into our bowels. I glanced at Mistress Ursula and saw how submissive and meek she looked now. I could not believe she was the same dominant woman that had viciously whipped our asses a few hours ago.
Mistress looked back and saw Master Dave was the one that was fucking her. With his cum dripping down her thighs, Mistress asked, "Master, do you have to pee now?"
Master Dave nodded, and in a moment, we could see and smell the piss running out of Mistress' asshole down her shit and blood-soaked thighs. Soon the other Masters followed suit and all of us stunk of fresh piss and shit.
Once the Masters had finished pissing, they pulled out of our assholes and moved in front of us. We all took a long time licking their cocks clean.
All the men grabbed us by our hair and spit in our faces. I loved the intense humiliation of it all. As I looked at the other women, I knew I was not alone in that feeling.
After a bit, Masters Tomas and Travis had Mistress and I bend over. As we did, they pushed cash into our assholes. Master Tomas said, "We received a phone call from the Director of Veteran's Affairs who explained your generous donation. I would like you to donate this money as well."
Mistress and I lowered our heads, she said, "Of course Master. We are honored to do so."
Master Dave and Master Jim made Ro and Marsha bend over. As they pushed the cash into the women's assholes, Master Dave said, "Travis explained this to us, none of you would take money for your services, but donate the money instead, so Master Jim and I came prepared."
Once the men had left, we reached back and slipped the money from our assholes and saw that we each had $5,000 inserted. Mistress gave the money to Jane and tasked her with cleaning it.
The rest of us sat around, still covered in filth and actually enjoying the nasty afterglow of the session. I looked at Mistress and asked, "Don't you have a wedding to attend?"
And now:
All of us just sat there naked, not caring how disgusting we looked or even smelled. We were all covered in puke, shit, piss and cum, but did bother to even close our legs. All of us were farting cum from our cunts and assholes and none of us cared.
Mistress looked to Ro and asked, "Julie, Marsha and I are whores and used to this, but you are new to it all. How do you feel girl?"
Ro smiled weakly, "Mistress, you and the girls keep taking me deeper and deeper into depravity and all I keep thinking to myself is, I want more."
Mistress looked to Jane, Ro's sissy niece and said, "This is all new to you dear. Once you start taking hormones and look more feminine, you will be expected to serve along with the rest of us."
Jane smiled nervously, "I can't wait."
Mistress sent Jane to fetch us all coffee and we slowly started to get up and move around.
I looked into the mirror and admired the stripes up and down my ass and thighs. I commented to Mistress, "You really gave me an intense whipping. Thank you so much. I loved every minute of it."
Mistress laughed, "I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did."
Jane came back with the coffee, and we all lounged and savored the events and the kinky afterglow. Finally, Mistress said, "It's time to get dressed. You all stink as badly as I do. Let's get the whore's showers done and then Julie and Marsha, I want you to soak in the tub. You have bruises all over your body and your nipples are still oozing blood."
Once we were all tied with our hands above our heads, Mistress hosed us off and then scrubbed us. Once we were clean, everyone else went inside and Mistress asked me to wash her. Once done we sat to chat a bit.
I noticed Mistress' cunt was still oozing a bit, but the worst of her period was definitely over. "Julie, I did not realize it, but when I checked the wedding invitation, I had the wrong date. Do you think your wife or sister would mind if I stayed over another week?
"Oh my, that would be great! No worries."
We walked into the house, and I joined Marsha in the large bathtub and just soaked in the warm scented water. Mistress and Ro came in with coffee for us and we sat there, naked, drinking our morning coffee.
I remembered what Ro and Mistress did when they were in the tub, so I pushed my toes into Marsha's cunt and slowly started to bring her to an orgasm. Marsha used her toes and slowly stroked my sissy clit until both of us got off.
Ro and Mistress giggled, "You sluts are insatiable."
Finally, we all got dressed. Mistress said that we should all take a ride to the Veteran's Center to drop off the money from last night's fun.
When we got there, we were asked if we could chat with the Veteran's Affairs Director. She had heard about the donation we made the other day and when we came back to make another donation, she had wanted to thank us in person.
The 5 of us waited in her office and then a shapely black woman entered and introduced herself as Dr. Melba Stevens.
She looked at Mistress and explained herself, "First I can't possible thank you enough for the money you are giving to the veterans, the money is desperately needed."
The she said in a softer tone, "May I be completely honest with you?" We nodded and she continued, "I know the money came as a result of your activities as prostitutes."
Before any of us could respond, she said, "Please don't be offended, I was a whore myself for many years."
I shocked Dr. Melba when I said, "I know that we used to call you 'Melba Toast,' because you would pop in and out of the brothel."
She looked at me and then laughed, "Julie?"
I smiled, "Yes, Melba, you used to work for my wife, Mistress Nancy, and my sister-in-law, Madame Annie, when they ran the brothel. I remember you were a med student and would whore with us when you needed money for tuition and books. I am so happy that you accomplished your goal!"
Melba shook her head and came over to me and we hugged. I whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, about what you did at the whore house, it will be our secret."
Then Melba said, "Julie, as I recall, you were not just a beautiful sissy, but you were a crazy pain slut."
Mistress laughed out loud and told me to bend over and show Melba my recent new stripes. Showing no shame I did as commanded.