.... I left the room to take a pee, but didn’t flush the toilet. “Lick the bowl clean.” Sissy dutifully carried out these orders while the four of us looked on.
I was pleased to be invited by two of my domme friends, Lady Lola and Mistress Alice, to join them at Lola’s Mayfair flat. Mistress Alice’s submissive, Sebastian, was being cissified and humiliated for the titillation of the dommes, as well as their special guests: me and my friend Brunette Goddess. What a sight greeted us as we entered! Sebastian, or ‘Sissy’ as he was now referred to as, was wearing pink fluffy deely-boppers, a pink tutu, an ‘L’ plate around his neck, butterfly nipple clamps, and ankle and wrist shackles. This was Sissy’s ‘hen party’ and the hen’s had all come to cluck and peck at him.
I was invited to pull on his nipple clamps as he deftly served me a glass of champagne. While we sipped it, Sissy became our foot stool, with four stiletto-clad mistresses all grinding into him. After a champagne-fuelled girly natter and gossip, Mistress Alice said it was time for a party game...except Sissy would be the only participant. The game was Twister, and how we howled as Sissy got himself all tied up in knots as we took turns to spin the pointer. “Left foot red,” I called, as Sissy struggled with his shackles and finally toppled over on the Twister board. This fate had been made even worse by the dildo on a stick up his bum. The laughter was hysterical.
Mistress Alice and Lady Lola were not impressed by Sissy’s poor performance though, and demanded he come to the toilet...to have his head flushed down the loo! The four-strong girl-gang of school bullies ignored Sissy’s pleas for mercy while they water-boarded him into submission. Sissy emerged from the toilet a drowned rat, but after he had cleaned up and dried off, it was time for dinner to be served.
The Twister board became a useful serving dish for Sissy’s dinner, which was banana, chewed up and spat onto the floor by the four mistresses. Sissy sucked up and licked up every bit until the Twister board was clean.
It was nearly time to send Sissy off on his merry way, but first he looked at me imploringly, telling me he would do “absolutely anything”.
“Okay Sissy, I think I have a task for you.” I left the room to take a pee, but didn’t flush the toilet.
“Lick the bowl clean.” Sissy dutifully carried out these orders while the four of us looked on. It was magnificent to see someone enthusiastically following my command with such gusto...Sissy really would do anything we asked!
When it was time to go, Sissy became Sebastian and dressed in his suit ready to leave. But we had just one final request: that he got into his cab home wearing the pink deely-boppers...and indeed he did! Cue plenty of high fives between the four mistresses, and a lot of giggles.
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