Mistress Tyler Mixes Things Up

Mistress Tyler Mixes Things Up

What a week it's been. Running around trying to get everything done at work. Having to bring work home with me was hell. It pissed my Mistress off to no end. But she was a good sport about it. Mistress Tyler knew that if I did my "homework" I could have everything done by Friday afternoon and then she'd have the whole weekend to play with Tiffany.

And now work was done and I was heading home to my Mistress. The thought of serving her the whole weekend as Tiffany caused my clitty to stir in my panties that I was wearing under my ugly boy clothes. As soon as I got home I'd hop in the tub and relax a bit as I shaved my body just the way Mistress Tyler liked it. Then I'd spend the better part of an hour getting dressed in whatever she had picked out for Tiffany to wear and doing my makeup.

As I got home I all but ran through the door and dropped to my knees kissing my Mistress's feet. "I missed you so much Mistress Tyler!" I said between kisses on her sweet toes, my tongue dancing over and between them.

"Is this what you want Tiffany? I know that you want my chocolate toes Tiffany." She asked as she slid her foot in my mouth.

All I could do was smile and nod as I caressed her foot as she pushed it in and out of my mouth. She switched feet so I could worship her other foot.

After a few minutes she roughly pushed me away from her foot and on to my ass. "Now go get ready Tiffany then I want you to make a special dinner for two." She said with a smile.

"Yes Mistress. Right away Mistress." I said as I jumped up and headed to the bathroom. Right before I left the living room I turned and said, "I love you Mistress Tyler!"

Then I hopped in the tub to start getting ready for the weekend. Once I was clean and ready, inside and out I went in to our bedroom where I saw that Mistress Tyler had set out my formal maid's uniform and my blonde wig.

After dressing, carefully so I didn't run my stockings, I sat down to do my makeup. I took great pains to make sure everything was perfect. Mistress Tyler had said that I was to make us a special dinner for two. I was already planning our menu for tonight.

Once I had finished my makeup I checked myself out in the full length mirror. I was wearing a black satin maid's uniform with a stiff petticoat holding my short skirt almost straight out from my hips. My black satin rhumba panties and the straps of my garter belt holding up dark black stockings were exposed for Mistress Tyler to see. I put on a pair of black patent leather heels and take one last look in the mirror to make sure that I'm presentable for my Mistress.

As I look in the mirror I wished, not for the first time, that I was passable as a woman when I was dressed up as Tiffany. Passable or not Mistress Tyler gave me the honor of serving her and I'm more than thankful that she did. I put my skills to work in the kitchen, making Baked Chesapeake Chicken with boneless breasts, fresh steamed green beans, and jasmine rice. While dinner was cooking I brewed a pot of fresh tea which I placed in the freezer to cool.

"Come here Tiffany!" Mistress Tyler called.

Running as fast as I could in five inch heels I went to her. Curtsying I said, "You called Mistress."

"How long before dinner's ready?" She asked as she was texting someone on her phone.

"Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes Mistress." I replied with a curtsy.

"Set the table with the good china." Mistress Tyler said as she continued texting.

Tonight was going to be a very special night. Mistress Tyler wanted to use the good china. And I knew that included the good crystal and the sterling silverware. I set two places and made sure that there was a suitable white wine chilling in the wine cooler.

KNOCK KNOCK!!!

"Tiffany get the door." Mistress called out to me. My mind went in to hyper speed at her words. Someone was knocking on the door and I had to open it. Whoever was at the door would know that I was just a sissy dressed up as a French maid and my secret would be out all over Juneau.

If I didn't open it Mistress Tyler would be so mad at me and she might chain me up somewhere and call the police. Then they would find out who I was and that I had been "kidnapped" in Maryland and brought up here to Alaska. Then I would be sent home.

Well "kidnapped" isn't really the right word. I came here very willingly so I could live with and serve Mistress Tyler. There was nothing I feared more than being sent back to my wife and our sexless marriage. I knew what I had to do.

I curtsied to my Mistress as I entered the living room as I went to open the door.

When I opened the door there was a tall, well build man standing there. Taking one look at me he said, "Move it sissy fag." With that he pushed by me almost knocking me off of my heels.

Before I could say anything Mistress Tyler was standing up and the two of them embraced and kissed. It was a long, deep kiss between two lovers, not a kiss that two friends would share. I felt my stomach drop when I realized that when Mistress Tyler had said to make a special dinner for two she was not thinking about the two of us.

Dinner was now ready and I interrupted the two of them from their kiss to let them know this. I curtsied as I left the living room to serve my Mistress and her guest dinner. As Mistress Tyler and her guest sat at the table I served them dinner. The dinner I had, only a few minutes ago, thought would be shared my Mistress Tyler and me. As they ate I stood in the corner and waited ready to serve them more food or to freshen their tea or wine.

When they were done they both got up and headed back to the living room while I cleared the table and washed the good china by hand. As I washed up after their dinner I could hear the two of them talking softly and giggling together. It was so soft that I couldn't hear just what they were saying to each other.

Soon there was no noise from the living room. I just knew that they were kissing now. I was so jealous of Mistress Tyler's guest. He was a well-built man with a large cock that could fuck all night long I was certain. Not like me, an overweight old man with a small clitty that couldn't stay hard and came way too fast whenever Mistress Tyler played with it. Every time I tried to fuck her would start to cum as soon as my clitty started to slip in through the warm moist folds of Mistress Tyler's sweet pussy. Then I had to clean her up with my tongue.

When I had the dishes washed and everything put away I walked in to the living room where I saw that I was right. Mistress Tyler and her guest were spread out on the sofa making out like two teenagers. I could see his hand was under Mistress Tyler's shirt playing with her beautiful breast while Mistress Tyler's hand was stroking his hard cock through his pants. I was right about the size. His bulge looked like it was twice the length of my clitty and much fatter too. I just stood in the corner like a good maid, with my eyes down cast, and waited for further instructions. Even with down cast eyes I was able to see both of them making out.

After a while Mistress Tyler pushed her man off of her as she said, "Let's take this in to the bedroom."

"What about the sissy fag in the corner?" her guest asked with a sharp look in my direction.

"Don't worry about Tiffany just get me in the bedroom now." Mistress Tyler said with a withering look towards me.

As the two of them headed off to Mistress Tyler's bedroom, the bedroom she and I had been sharing since my "kidnapping" with soft giggles my heart dropped to my stomach.

Was Mistress Tyler going to replace me with a man that had a better, bigger cock? Was she going to send me back?

The only way I could fuck Mistress Tyler properly was while I was wearing her strap-on dildo. And I knew that wasn't in any way as good as a real cock for Mistress Tyler. I guess that she had grown tired of my useless clitty and I had just served dinner to my replacement. As I stood there, in the corner I started to cry. All I could think was that I had failed my Mistress.

"Tiffany get in here now!" Mistress Tyler yelled. I quickly dried my eyes and scampered in to her bedroom.

"Yes Mistress." I said as I entered her bedroom and curtsied. The first thing I saw was her guest's huge cock. I was wrong about the size. It was at least two and a half times the length of my clitty and so much fatter. Mistress Tyler was equally naked with her beautiful thighs parted just enough for me to see her soft pussy lips and her hard nipples on her bountiful breasts.

"We want some more wine Tiffany." She said as her guest laughed at me.

"Yes Mistress. Right away Mistress." I said curtsying as I turned and went in to the kitchen.

I grabbed the wine glasses and the bottle of wine and placed them on a silver tray and went back in to Mistress Tyler's bedroom. When I entered I saw Mistress Tyler sucking on her guest's hard cock. Mistress Tyler was between his legs with her sweet ass in the air. When she heard me come in her bedroom she wiggled her ass and spread her thighs exposing he wet pussy for me to see. I was shocked to see that she was able to swallow the whole length and take it all the way down her throat.

Once again my heart dropped. This was something that Mistress Tyler never did for me. I just stood there holding the tray and waited with my eyes downcast. I was unable to block out the grunts and moans of pleasure Mistress Tyler's guest was making or her own slurping noises. My clitty was growing in my panties.

"Hey Baby look at the sissy fag. He's getting a hard on watching you suck my cock. I bet he'll blow his wad in his panties when I fuck you." He said with a cruel laugh.

By now I was so distraught that his cruel comments didn't even faze me. I just stood there watching my Mistress sucking his cock while I was holding the wine for them.

Mistress Tyler turned her head, never letting the cock slip out of her mouth and looked at me and my hard clitty tenting my panties. Then she went back to giving her guest a loud, wet blowjob.

With a loud pop Mistress Tyler let his cock slip from her warm mouth and she shifted on the bed saying, "Let's see if this makes him cum."

As she got on her hands and knees, her beautiful pussy lips swollen and wet with her lust. He guest got behind her, aimed his huge cock at her eager pussy, and shoved it all the way in to her in one quick thrust.

Mistress Tyler let out a low, sexy moan of pleasure as his monster cock filled her. As he thrust his cock in and out of Mistress Tyler I could see her beautiful breasts swinging under her. I noticed that Mistress Tyler's hard nipples were just brushing the sheet on her bed.

I know that her nipples are sensitive and that bit of extra pleasure would be driving her closer and closer to her orgasm. I shifted my position just a bit so I could watch his cock slide in and out of her beautiful pussy while his swinging balls were softly slapping against her engorged clit.

The both of them were grunting and moaning with pleasure as Mistress Tyler's arms gave way and her head now lay on the bed with her sweet face looking at me with lust glazed eyes.

Without touching myself my clitty started to swell and twitch and I started to cum in my panties while Mistress Tyler watched me.

Mistress Tyler's grunts and moans changed to a low wailing sound as her body began to shake as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure crashed through her body. With one last thrust her guest drove his cock in her wet pussy as hard and as deep as he could with a loud grunt he started to fill her sweet pussy with his hot cum.

They both rolled on to their backs panting and gasping for air. Once they both had caught their breath Mistress Tyler said, "Tiffany you may serve the wine. Then you may clean us up." I knew just what Mistress Tyler wanted me to do. I poured them each a glass of wine.

As I placed the tray on the nightstand Mistress Tyler's guest said, "So sissy did you cum in your panties while I was fucking her?"

"Yes Sir I did." I answered.

"Oh show us Tiffany." Mistress Tyler ordered.

Blushing bright red I pulled my panties down to expose my cum covered clitty for them to laugh at.

Mistress Tyler's guest laughed at me as he said, "I knew it! The sissy blew his load when he was watching me fuck you." I just hung my head in shame.

"Clean him up first Tiffany. Then you may clean me." Mistress Tyler said in a plain voice as if she was ordering a pizza.

I climbed in the bed, between her guest's legs and I started to lick him clean of his and Mistress Tyler's co-mingled juices.

"Hey the sissy's giving me a blow job. And he's enjoying it too." He said as my lips slowly slid down his long cock as I gently caressed his manly balls.

When his cock was clean I crawled over between Mistress Tyler's sweet thighs and inhaled the heavenly scent of her well fucked pussy I could see her guest's cum oozing from between her pussy lips. Pressing my face between her thighs I eagerly licked my Mistress clean. My tongue parted her pussy lips and reached as deep as I could reach with my tongue.

I smiled to myself as I felt Mistress Tyler's thighs press against my head as she started to cum. I kept licking her wonderful pussy driving her orgasmic bliss higher and higher until she shoved me away. I saw that Mistress Tyler was trying to catch her breath from an earth shattering orgasm. I got up from the bed, smoothed my dress out, and refilled the wine glasses for them.

"I think my friend needs some attention Tiffany." Mistress Tyler said as she slowly sipped her wine. I crawled back on the bed staring at his huge hard cock.

"Would you like me to take care of that for you sir?" I asked as I wrapped my cock sucking lips around his cock. I sucked on his cock for all I was worth. I wanted to taste his hot cum fresh from the source. I wanted, no I needed, Mistress Tyler to be proud of me.

Soon I felt his cock swell in my mouth and I was rewarded with jet after jet of his hot salty cum. I swallowed it all. And when I was done I looked up at him and opened my mouth so he could see that I had swallowed his gift to me.

"Shit He sucks cock better than my wife does." He exclaimed.

"Speaking of your wife you had better get your ass home before she gets home from the late shift at the airport." Mistress Tyler said as she tossed a robe on.

Mistress Tyler walked her guest to the door where they shared a long, deep kiss before he left.

"Tiffany I need your tongue again." Mistress Tyler said as she sat down on the sofa.