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Samara and Ashley - Part 2
I woke up to a text on my phone “Today is the day my new little fuck toy, Ashley and I can’t wait to make you our pretty little sissy bitch” I could almost hear her purring through the phone. My pathetic clitty dripped like a leaking tap at her hot words.
“I can’t wait to meet you both,” I replied, shaking my fingers as I went to the shower to get ready.
I arrived at the address Samara had given me, the place looked like an absolute dump I thought to myself, how on earth could it cost as much as she said it did? I slowly walked down the corridor looking for the lift, wondering if I was in the right place. The smell of old cigarettes and booze seemed to be seeping from every single wall of the run-down joint.
I finally found the elevator after my sticky walk along the carpeted hallway, I wasn’t sure what the gooey texture was, but I found myself slightly aroused at the possibilities, that’s the kind of sissy I am, a whore, a slut, an absolute bitch who wants to be abused. Reluctantly pressing the button, I waited for the lift to carry me to my fate. My nerves instantly kicked in as it pinged open, two drunks stumbled into me making me unsteady on my feet. “Watch it” one slurred, as they carried on wobbling down the dimly lit stinking hallway laughing and shouting. What sort of hotel is this? I queried internally to myself for the hundredth time since I arrived.
I rushed in feeling a bit rattled after the drunks tumbled out, hit level five as per the instructions the sexy Samara gave me, and then watched the doors close behind me in the reflection of the broken mirrored elevator wall. I found myself questioning, not for the first time today, if I was doing the right thing, something felt off, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. I figured it was just my nerves getting the better of me, the elevator ground to a halt then the doors squeaked open. “Here we go”, I whispered to myself.
Standing outside room 43 I could hear giggling, my heart pounded and my pathetic clitty dripped with anticipation, knowing that behind this very door in front of me were two hot as fuck Dommes thrilled me to bits! Hearing their giggles caused goosebumps to cover my pathetic body as I stretched my arm out to knock. I tapped the door, palms sweating and my mouth suddenly becoming dry. I could hear the clicking of heels on the floor as someone neared, the door opened a tiny bit. A slender hand with long red nails reached out and gave me a mask with only a hole for the mouth opening, the cigarette smoke also followed, I then heard a purr “Put this on and we will let you in, don’t be nervous it’s all part of the fun”. I took the mask and did what I was told. I slid the spandex-feeling, smoke-covered fabric over my face and said in a meek voice “It’s on”.
Two arms touched my shoulders from behind and gently guided me into the room, I could hear one of them sniggering, but I wasn’t sure who was who at this point, being masked was certainly adding to the fun all right! Suddenly, my pants were being torn off me as the girls started to laugh in what sounded a somewhat evil tone.
“Benny, sissy boys don’t wear pants, do they?” a voice cooed.
“No” was all I managed to say, my voice low and weak.
“Good girl, let’s get rid of what you have on and dress you in something more appropriate for a little cock sucking slut, shall we?” The same voice said again.
GOD THIS WAS HOT, I didn’t know how long I would be able to control myself at this point, things progressed at an extremely fast and frantic pace, these two couldn’t seem to get me into what felt like a G-string and a frilly dress fast enough. The feeling of the lace on my throbbing clit was intense, but it was when one of them slid stockings up my legs that I melted into my happy place, nothing beats the feeling of nylons on freshly shaven legs. Now and again I could feel that long red fingernail touching my shin, which made me melt into the moment even further.
Finally, a collar was placed around my clammy neck, it had a bell that I could hear jiggle as one of them fastened the clasp, as she leaned in, I got a strong whiff of alcohol on her breath. This alarmed me at first, but then I thought they were probably just making a day of it and having fun too, I relaxed again, at this logic I had told myself.
“There, look at this sexy little whore, Ashley, didn’t we do well? It must have been Samara who spoke, her words sounded like music to my slutty sissy ears.
“We did” Ashley agreed, I could hear a smile in her voice as she spoke.
Then I felt it, a slap across my face so hard that it made me stumble.
“GET ON YOUR KNEES YOU PATHETIC LITTLE WHORE!” Ashley shouted.
TO BE CONTINUED……. WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO BEN?
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