Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2014 15:33:28 -0400
From: Julietv666 <Julietv666@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mistresses Milkmaid - tg-auth

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I am employed by my Mistress as her sissy slave.  She has a stable of Studs
that she chooses one or two each night to satisfy her.  My job is to milk
and satisfy those studs that she doesn't use on a particular evening.  I am
to keep their balls drained and keep them satisfied.  Also, I clean her and
her chosen studs after they are done.  The studs like me and cherish me for
what I do for them.  Every night I give myself to the four or five of them
that she isn't using, and they gangbang me.  We all love how they drain
their balls into me.  Mistress keeps my clitty in a cage so that I don't
get an erection.  The only way I cum is by being fucked.  I usually cum
like that once or twice a day.

Recently, Mistress has decided to have me milk her Studs twice a day as the
believes it gives them more staying power when they are pleasing her.  She
also has their meals spiked with viagra and another drug which makes them
produce lots of cum.

Mistress is very wealthy.  She is the heiress of an immense fortune from
the old money set.  She and her siblings live their lives as they wish.
Some of them are business tycoons, some are just enjoying their lives of
leisure.  Mistress is unique in that she uses her fortune to indulge her
rather perverse kinks.  I am fortunate that she has found me and made me
what I am today.

My childhood was pretty dismal.  The only thing I had in my life was my
alcoholic mother.  My father had disappeared from the scenery long before I
was born.  I was a waif with not enough to eat since my mother spent what
little money she could get her hands on, on booze.  I think she was
relieved when Mistress sent a man around to buy me from her.  Mistress had
seen me walking to school one day (I absolutely hated school), and had one
of her minions investigate my background.  I was only in sixth grade.  It
turns out that my circumstances and physique were just what she was looking
for.

My physique is what caught her eye.  I take after my mother.  I think I
should have been born a girl since everything about me except for my penis
is girlish.  My mother said that I was more her daughter than her son.
That hurt me since everyone at school teased me about my girlish looks and
manners.  I had slight features, and blond hair.  When I let it grow long
in the summers, I could easily pass for a girl if I wanted to.  And I did
want to!  Mother had caught me several times in her clothes.  She was
somewhat slutty, and her clothes were a natural turn on for me.

When Mistress bought me, she had me delivered to her estate.  I think she
was very pleased with her purchase.  I was very naive at the time about
what my role was, but she dispelled that quickly.

"You are now my new sissy slave." Were the first words that she ever spoke
to me.  I still didn't understand completely, but within half an hour, she
had my face buried in her pussy, licking for all I was worth.  After she
was through with me, she called the maid in to take me away.  That's the
way it has always been with her.  When she is through with you, you are
dismissed.  This first time though, she instructed the maid to have me
properly "prepared" and introduced to her stable.

The maid, Giselle, took me and started explaining my role to me.  I was
forever grateful to her for bringing me up to speed so quickly.  I found
myself turned on by having eaten my Mistress's pussy until she was
satisfied and was eager to learn more.  Giselle explained that Mistress
kept a stable of Studs for her pleasure, and I was to be used to keep them
happy.

She took me into a bathroom and bathed me before dressing me in a uniform
similar to hers.  She spent some time doing my hair and makeup.  I felt so
alive.  It was like I was freed into what I had always been meant to be.  I
remember how grateful I felt when she brought me back to my Mistress for
inspection.  I wanted to get on my knees and thank her.  Little did I know
how much time I would be spending on my knees before her in the future.

Mistress used my mouth a second time, and I was even more eager than
before.  I think she could tell, since afterwards, she held my head in
place and stroked it.  Telling me, "You're going to make a fine sissy slave
for me.  From now on, your name is sissy."  Ever since, I bubble up with
happiness whenever she calls my name -- sissy.

Giselle took me back and this time spent a little time showing me how to do
my makeup.  Since then, Mistress has sent me for training on hair and
makeup among other things.  I always do my best to learn as much as
possible to please her.  A few years ago, she sent me to a sissy academy
sponsored by one of her kinky friends.  I guess there must be a large
demand for sissies for there to be an official, yet underground, academy.
I think I will write a whole chapter on the sissy academy if anyone is
interested.  While I was there, I learned a great deal about how to please
a Master or Mistress, and how to give the most pleasure possible to a cock
or pussy or any part of a body.  They taught me everything about how to be
a proper sissy for my Mistress.

After I was made-up again, Giselle took me to a different wing of the
estate.  It was evening, and the wing was full of guys that she referred to
as Mistress's Studs.  They were all in their early twenties, and spent most
of their time working out.  Most of them had muscles on muscles.

She gave me to one of them and told him to break me in gently as Mistress
had long term plans for me.  His name was Adam, and he took me back to his
room and fucked me for the first time.  He was slow and gentle, but it
hurt.  A lot.  For the first time, I was thinking that I could not go
though with my new place in life.  Adam fucked me three more times before
the maid came to collect me in the morning.

She cleaned me up and told me how I would come to love getting fucked by
all Mistress's Studs.  She was right.  I soon learned to love it as much as
I loved having them fuck my pretty mouth until they cum in it.  It fact, I
am almost seventeen now, and I think I am addicted to it.  I guess Mistress
has chosen well.

Along the way, Mistress has modified me to suit her.  She has had doctors
prescribe lots of pills to keep me feminine and beautiful.  I now have 36c
breasts, but Mistress has told me that she is going to get me implants to
make my breasts even bigger.  I know her Studs will like that because they
often like to titty fuck me when my other holes are in use.  I like it too.
I adore the feeling of them shooting their hot loads all over my face and
neck.  It's not quite as good as when they cum inside of me, but I still
love it.

Even though I am seventeen, the pills I take have kept me from growing too
much.  My hips have filled out, along with my breasts.  I am only 5'3", and
85lbs.  I weigh practically nothing compared to her Studs.  All of them are
over 6".  Even in my highest heels, they still tower over me.  Given my
smallness, I often feel like a rag doll in their hands.  I am often passed
around like a party treat or cum rag.

Mistress keeps her stable of Studs fully stocked.  They come and go for one
year terms.  Sometimes two years.  She has a contract with each one whereby
she pays them, gives them room and board and they service her.  They all
get along very well with each other.  Often, they use her expansive estate
for sporting activities and whatever else they like.  They have the run of
the estate.  At the end of their term, they are paid a handsome sum and are
free to return to their regular lives.  While they are with Mistress, they
have strict rules that they follow, like they must work out to keep their
bodies in peak physical condition, they are not allowed to service any
other women except on the rare occasions where Mistress grants permission.
I am their only other sexual outlet besides Mistress.  Everyone is happy
with this arrangement.  I sometimes think that I am the luckiest one of the
bunch.

Over the years, Mistress has gone through various phases in her kinks.
Some lasted longer than others, and some stuck.  Lately, Mistress has taken
a liking to bondage.  She has ordered me to practice yoga to keep myself
limber.  I should say that I am usually the object of her kinks.  She
doesn't experiment with her kinks on the Studs except where it makes them
more able to service her.  Mistress enjoys tying me up in different
positions for hours.  She has a professional photographer take artistic
pictures of me.  While I am tied up, she lets her Studs use me to their
hears content.  After I am untied, Mistress loves to examine the marks in
my skin that the ropes leave.  She is fascinated by it.  Last night, I was
completely immobilized with my arms and legs bent back and tied in that
position.  I had a heavy hood on that blocked out my hearing and sight.
The only sensations I had were of the Studs cocks in and on my body.  I was
picked up and moved around her bedroom as directed by Mistress.  I was hung
upside down from the ceiling and face fucked by one of her studs while the
other satisfied her.  Eventually, I was placed on the bed where I felt
Mistress' pussy settle over my face.  I happily lapped up her Studs cum and
licked her until she came too.  When she was through, I felt myself being
carried off back to the Studs wing.  No one is allowed to release me from
my bondage without Mistress permission.  They must have received it as they
partially untied me when they got back and fucked me silly in the
recreation room.  When they were through with me for the night, I was
released completely, and allowed to go back to my room.

My room is in the Studs wing.  It is unique in that it is befitting a
sissy.  It is decorated with pastels and has a full dressing area and all
of the accouterments that a sissy would need to keep herself ready at all
times.  I use it fully, but I don't sleep there very often.  I am usually
in the bed of one of her Studs all night long.  Sometimes, I don't get
enough sleep as I am passed from room to room to drain their balls in the
middle of the night.  Sometimes it is a blowjob, sometimes they pin me down
and fuck me before shooting their huge loads deep inside of me.  If I have
been requested to visit another Stud that night, and I usually am, I wait
until my current Stud is asleep and then quietly slip out to see the next
one.  Sometimes I stop by my room to clean up a little and change my
clothes.  That is, if I am not in some form of bondage that makes it
impossible to get changed.  Lately that has often been the case.

Mistress has acquired a great deal of bondage gear.  I am usually in some
form of bondage lately.  One of her favorites is a leather armbinder.  She
likes to tie it off to my clitty cage from behind and have me parade around
for her.  She has a large dildo installed on one of the dining room chairs.
When we all take our evening meal together, she likes to watch me squirm as
I sit on it.

Last week, she was in a very kinky mood.  Another of her latest kinks is
encasement.  She likes to see me totally immobilized and encased in some
contraption.  I wonder where she comes up with some of her ideas.  They
seem straight out of a medieval torture manual.  She has someone who custom
fabricates all of her bondage gear and apparatus.  I was summoned into her
room in the morning and made to disrobe.  She had a couple of her studs
redress me in a tight latex outfit.  She had them insert a penis gag and
then a latex hood which covered my entire head except for around my mouth
and two nose holes to breathe through.  Then they attached what felt like
leather head harness that held the penis gag in place. The penis gag had a
long tube attached to it.  She then had them put my arms in an armbinder
behind my back.  I was manhandled around, and felt myself bent over the
bed.  One of the Studs unzipped the crotch of my outfit, and inserted a
large butt plug.  I felt it inflate and seat itself within me.  Then I was
laid on the floor and hogtied with what felt like lots of straps.  Finally,
I was again lifted up and sensed myself being placed in a box.  Much later,
after I was removed, I finally got to see that it was indeed a large crate,
lined with foam padding, and a cutout in it to secure me in place.  I heard
and felt the pounding of the nails as the crate was sealed above me.

I don't know how she designed it, but I felt the butt plug expanding and
deflating from time to time.  Suddenly, I felt a shock from it.  It scared
me and made me jump and moan.  The padding in the crate was very snug and
kept me from squirming much.  I felt the crate being lifted and moved as I
was jostled about inside of it.  I lost track of time, and I couldn't tell
how long I was in there, but it felt like many hours.  Sometimes the crate
was upside down, sometimes sideways.  The butt plug was driving me crazy,
and my clitty was straining in its cage.  Suddenly, I felt a very strong
jolt from the butt plug, and my clitty expelled its sissy cum.  Mistress
had the tube from the penis gag connected to the end of my clitty cage.  It
took a while for my sissy cum to travel the length of the tube, but when I
tasted it, I knew that it was mine (Mistress has ordered that I eat every
drop of sissy cum that I expel).  When my bladders was full enough that I
could hold it no longer, it went through the tube and I drank it.

Finally, I sensed the crate being opened.  Hands poked and prodded me to
make sure that I was alive and awake.  I felt tugs on my penis gag as
someone unhooked the tube and hooked another one in its place.  First I
tasted water which I happily drank down (little did I know that Mistress
has ordered the water spiked with something that would make my clitty get
hard).  Next I recognized the bitter taste of urine.  After that, it was
followed shortly with the unmistakable taste of cum.  It filled me with a
perverse sense of pleasure.

I felt several pairs of hands on my body, and then I felt someone remove my
clitty cage.  The effects of whatever Mistress had ordered put in the water
had not taken effect yet, but the stimulation made my clitty stiff
nonetheless.  I was stroked until I was ready to cum, and then I felt the
butt plug jolt me again.  I came harder than I could ever remember.
Someone stroked me until I had nothing left to shoot.  My clitty shrunk
back to its normal tiny size.  I felt the clitty cage being reattached, but
somehow this time it was different.  It was tighter and curved differently.
I could tell from the tugging that they had reattached the tube from my
penis gag to my clitty cage again.

Once again, I was placed in the crate and I sensed the top being put back
on and heard and felt the nails.  More jostling and moving, but this time
it seemed a bit rougher.  The drug started taking effect, and my clitty
strained against the cage.  Someone must have adjusted the controls higher
because the butt plug inflated further and more often.  Also, the shocks
were strong and more often.  I came a number of times followed by my sissy
urine to wash it down with.

Again, I sensed the top of the crate being removed, and this time I was
lifted out of it and set on a table of some sort.  Hands moved over me and
disconnected most of the tubes and wires, and the butt plug was removed.  I
always feel empty afterwards.  When the hood was removed, I saw that I was
back in Mistress's bedroom, and She and several of her Studs were present.
My bindings were removed and I shakily knelt on the floor before her as I
have been conditioned to.

"We missed you while you were gone sissy."  She started, "My Studs need
their balls drained."

I saw the beautiful smile on her face and fell in love with her a million
times more.  "I hope you liked your trip.  From now on, whenever I send you
out anywhere, that is how you will be traveling.  This time I sent you to
be fitted for a new clitty cage.  I hope you like it."

I looked down and noticed my new cage.  It was silver with lots of
beautiful engraving on it.  It was also much tighter.  It was also the most
beautiful one she had ever given me.

She ordered the Studs to take me back to their wing so that I could get
some rest and clean up a bit.  One of them threw me over his shoulder, and
they took me back.  They needed their balls drained first (of course!), and
they draped me over an ottoman in the dayroom and used me over and over
again to release their two days worth of pent up cum.  Each of them used me
multiple times, and several of them couldn't wait and jerked off onto my
pretty face while they were waiting their turn at one of my holes.  I was
exhausted when they were through, but elated at the thought of being so
needed.

I stumbled back to my room and soaked in the tub for a long time.  I slept
in my own bed that night.  I fell asleep quickly from the exhaustion with
the knowledge that tomorrow I would still need to make up for time missed
from keeping Mistress and her Studs happy.  A number of times during the
night, I felt my bed shift as one or another of her Studs dropped by to use
me.  They just rolled me onto my stomach and filled me from behind.  They
rode me until they came and quietly slipped out, letting me rest.

Throughout most of Mistress's uses of me, I am usually impeccably dressed
and made up to please her.  I have a dress similar to a Maids uniform, but
it is much tighter and pushes my breasts up into an appealing cleavage.
Underneath, Mistress has me wear a tight corset.  That is one of her phases
that seems to have stuck.  She likes me wearing corsets (and so do I), and
has had me fitted for several of various patterns.  She had ordered me to
undergo waist training.  The corsets work out nicely as they all have
garters to hold up my stocking which Mistress prefers over pantyhose.  Over
the years, the heels I wear have gotten higher and higher to the point
where I can't walk normally in flats.  Shoes are the one area where
Mistress has allowed me to choose for myself.  I did my best to choose
whatever I thought pleased her the most.  Usually, it is what is considered
fuck-me-pumps.  Often can be heard the clicking of my high heels as I am
bent over and fucked from behind with one of her Studs fucking up into me,
lifting me off of the ground.  The sound of my heals fills the air along
with my screams and moans.

Mistress has my dressing room filled with whatever strikes her fancy.  When
I notice something new, I wear it immediately to please her.  Her taste in
my wardrobe has gone through phases.  She likes to experiment with
different styles.  Usually, her tastes has been lots of lace and tight
fitting outfits.  Lots of pencil skirts, often of leather.  She also
attires me in lots of silk and satin.  Lately, the colors she has chosen
are mostly darks, with a lot of black corsets.  She enjoys dressing me up
in a femme-fatale style, and then putting me in heave bondage for her Studs
to ravage for hours on end.

Her Studs can use me anytime, anywhere, except when Mistress is using me.
I am conditioned to display eagerness and pleasant enthusiasm, although my
eagerness and enthusiasm are genuine.  They usually take advantage of this
policy to their hearts content.  Sometimes they have me kneel between their
legs and blow them as they relax in the day room or in the sauna, or
anywhere else that they may be when they find themselves in the mood to use
me.  When kneeling and servicing one of her Studs, often I feel a hard cock
press into me from behind then while they guy talk above me.  I don't mind
one bit.  One one hand, they treat me as a utensil, and on the other hand,
the treat me as a loving cherished member.  I do my best to treat them in
whatever manner pleases Mistress.

Sometimes, I am called out to their sports games to service them during
breaks.  With the bondage gear that Mistress has been using on me lately, I
am usually carried out and often laid across a convenient surface and
fucked silly.  One time, they stuck a funnel in my mouth and circle jerked
off into it.  I think they were competing to see who could cum the most.  I
was in bliss the whole time.

Oh yes, my caged clitty.  Mistress decided to put my clitty in a cage
several years ago.  I am sometimes allowed out of it, but it is usually on
me all the time.  In fact, it feels odd to have it removed for too long.
Mistress said that it was to keep my from pleasing myself so that I would
keep my focus on pleasing her and her Studs.  She has had several different
ones custom made for me over the years.  Some are plastic, some are metal.
Some are shaped and curved differently.  Usually, she has them colored in
pastels that she said are befitting a sissy.  I like the ones that don't
present a big bulge in my panties.  All of them have some sort of ring to
attach a leash so Mistress can control me, and all of them are locked on
with Mistress keeping the only key.

Here are a couple of more examples from my life.  Mistress went though a
period of objectification.  That is, she enjoyed turning me into objects.
Almost always, I was secured to a metal frame that held me in whatever
position was desired, like a table, lamp, chair, etc.  She would then have
me placed around her mansion.  I was secured in a way in which my holes
were available for use, and her studs would use me like that.  I think
being made a coffee table was the most popular.  For several hours, I was
placed in the recreation room and the studs would just walk up and use me
for their release and then go back to whatever they were doing.

When Mistress sends me back to the sissy academy for training from time to
time, she always packs me away in a box for shipment.  Her last few times
have gotten more elaborate.  She had added earphones to hypnotically train
me during transit, and has added suction devices to my breasts.  By the
time I am removed from the box, I am a babbling orgasm on heels.

Mistress has finally sent me for surgery to enlarge my breasts.  She had me
elaborately packed and shipped to one of the premier surgeons in Brazil.  I
had never been shipped so far, so she sent along one of her studs who
traveled first class while I was in a box in the hold of her private jet.
Although Mistress has the wealth to ship me by whatever means she wishes,
she usually ships me domestically via a common currier.  The whole event
took five days, and the whole time I was yearning to get back to my
Mistress and her studs.  I was addicted to their cum.  Luckily, the stud
that was with me fed me several times a day, and even filled a condom full
of cum while I was in surgery.

When I awoke from surgery with my new 38D breasts, I was amazed.  They felt
so full and heavy.  They were very sore at first, but it diminished rapidly
within a day or two.  I loved my new breasts so much.  I couldn't wait to
get back to Mistress to profess my love and gratitude for her.  Her stud
was able to enjoy fucking them on my last night there before I was packed
and shipped back.  He oiled them up and fucked my tits twice.  We both
enjoyed the way he painted me pretty face with his huge loads of cum.
After he came the second time, my thoughts turned to how much Mistress'
other studs were going to enjoy fucking them, and how much pent up cum
would await me when I got back.  Mmmmm.

When I got back, Giselle immediately took me to get cleaned up and dressed.
Mistress wanted to see how well I turned out.  Mistress had my entire
wardrobe replaced with new clothes to fit my new figure.  I was presented
to Mistress in a severe underbust corset that highlighted my new breasts.
Mistress was very pleased, and I was allowed to show my gratitude for the
next few hours.  Mistress sat on my face and let me make love to her pussy
with my mouth for a long time.  She played with my breasts the whole time,
pinching and massaging them and generally mauling them to her hearts
content.  Several times, she draped herself over my body while one of studs
mounted her from behind and fucked her.  After they came, Mistress would
upright herself and feed me while going back to playing with my new
breasts.  When she had had enough, her studs carried me off to the
recreation room to empty their weeks worth of cum in me and on me several
times over.  I was one happy sissy slave by the time they were through.  I
slept in my own bed that night with them coming in to maul my new breasts
and fuck me several times throughout the night.

Occasionally, Mistress likes to invite a few of her kinky friends over with
their sissy slaves.  She likes to humiliate me as much as possible for
their entertainment.  She knows that I love it since I have been
conditioned to please her, and will suffer any humiliation to please her.
At one of her gatherings, she had me heavily bound and placed on a table.
In my mouth was a gag fitted with a funnel.  Her guests were allowed to put
anything they wanted to in it.  I tasted lots of cum, wine, and even urine.
My stomach was bloated by the end of the night.  She was especially pleased
with me that night, and my clitty cage was remove, and I was allowed to cum
in a condom while one of her studs fucked me from behind for the viewing
pleasure of her guests.  Of course I had to suck the condom clean
afterwards.  I loved her all the more afterwards.  Another time, she had me
collect the used condoms from her male guests after they were through
cumming in them and collect the cum.  I drank it down while they watched.
I even licked the wine glass that I drank it from.

What can I say.  I am very happy being my Mistress' sissy slut.  I wouldn't
trade places with anyone for all the rice in china.  If there is anything
that anyone would like to know more about, let me know.

sissy