Ch 6
Hello, my name is julie and I am a sissy CD. I am very passable and by the time of the events in this story took place and I had a nice bra size of 34B. This is a difficult story for me to write because I am going to write it in 3 parts. The first 2 parts will seem to be unrelated, but hopefully the third part will tie it all together. Just as a warning, Part 1 has quite a bit of scat play in it. If this offends you, you can skip it and Parts 2 and 3 will still make sense. Thank you for all your support and I hope you enjoy this.
Part 1
In all of my writings, I have explained that the Incest and Brothel series are based on real experiences, but the Collaring series is a mix of fact and fantasy. Part 1 will deal with the facts that happened in the Collaring series.
I had been working as a prostitute for Madame for quite a few years now and had reached a point where I was also teaching high school. During the week I was a male teacher named Julian and on weekends, vacations and in the summers I was a prossie named julie. By now the fact that I had a clit and lady parts (cock and balls) no longer concerned my steady clients or new clients either. For all intents and purposes, I was a female prostitute. Madame never allowed us to call ourselves whores. If we were caught doing this, we would be whipped.
Madame had brought a new addition to the brothel, her name was Sue. She and I became friends and often shared clients. It was in one of these sessions that I noticed that she was actually branded on her beautiful arse. The branding on one cheek read "Property of Master Scott" and it had the words "SLUT" and "SLAVE" branded on her other cheek.
When I asked her about it, she explained that she and her husband were in a very kinky lifestyle and both had agreed that she would be branded like that (Please read the Collaring Series if this interests you). I asked her if it hurt and she said it hurt so much that she passed out and actually woke up to find that she had shit herself.
I think she was surprised when I did not look in disgust and simply said "The branding is beautiful." She asked "The shitting doesn't disgust you?" I smiled "No, I have been involved in scat play for years. My mother and sister introduced that play to me and I have loved it ever since. I really love nastiness and humiliation of scat play." We kissed and then went about our separate ways for the rest of the night; we each had a list of clients to entertain. At the end of the evening I invited her to my room for a drink. Since I was Madame's slave and property, I was allowed to live in the brothel.
In the room I asked her about her life. She explained that her husband was in the army and overseas and that she came to Madame's brothel for both money and to have a purpose. When I asked if her husband knew she laughed and said "Not only does he know, it was his idea!" Her husband, Master Scott, knew Sue had an intense sex drive and needed to fuck, so why not make some money as well? Besides, in the weeks before Master Scott and his squad shipped out, he made arrangements for most of the members of his squad to have a turn fucking Sue. Sue said she was proud to do that for her Master as a form of thanks for their service. I promised her that when he got back, I would be honored to fuck any and all of his squad. Like Sue, I felt the people that defended our nation were grossly unappreciated.
The fact that both Sue and I were slaves and property made us natural friends and I was hoping we would become lovers as well. I had asked her if the branding still hurt and she said at times it does. "My last client was really into to spankings and when he saw my branding, he really wailed on my arse. It really hurts now."
"Do you mind if I tend to you Sue?" She smiled and shook her head no and I had take off her clothes and lay on my bed. I went over to her and applied a cold compress on her arse cheeks. She sighed and told me how good it felt. After a bit, I lean in and started to lick her arse. "Mmmmm, that feels even better." I continued to lick her arse and then poked my tongue between her arse cheeks and started to lick her "rose." That really got her going and I watched as she reached under her belly to her cunt and fingered herself to a nice orgasm as I continued to push my tongue deep inside her arse hole.
After she settled down she said she had to shit. We both went into the bathroom and I said "Can I be your toilet?" She smiled wickedly and I laid underneath her. She squatted with her arse inches from my belly and looked into my eyes. We locked eyes as I felt the warm shit landing on my belly. I reached down and started to smear the shit on my clit and lady parts. She moved a bit and then started to shit on my tits. That sent me way over the edge and I came and made cummy mess on my belly.
After we settled down, she squatted over me again and pissed on my face and tits. Again I lost it, but stopped myself from cumming as I spread the nasty mix of shit, cum and piss all over my tits, belly and face. She moved so her arse was over my face and I leaned up and licked her arse clean, as I did she fingered herself to a nice orgasm.
She got on top of me with her thighs on either side of my hips and stared at my tits. "You have such nice tits and they look even better covered in shit." She continued to smear the shit and then wiped her hands in my hair. Next she took some of the shit and put it into my mouth and I savored the taste and texture. She continued to feed me until she laid down on top of me, our tits meshed together oozing of shit. We kissed hard and shared her shit.
Finally she got on her hands and knees with her shitty arse high in the air. "Fuck me sissy." I did not have to be told twice. I got behind her and put my clit (still about 5" then) between her filthy arse cheeks and started to fuck her. Since I had already cum once, this lasted a long time and she had an intense orgasm which triggered mine and I rested on her back, my shitty tits pushing into her nice clean skin. We sort of both collapsed into a pile and fell asleep.
After a bit there was a knocking on the door and Madame walked in with our cleaning crew. Sue and I were embarrassed to be found like this, but Madame simply smiled. Both of you have clients that were watching you from the closed circuit TV. They have asked me if I would arrange a special session with you two so they could watch in person. I have negotiated a price and if you were both willing it will happen later this month. When Madame told us how much we would make we giggled and agreed.