The Making of A Sissy Part 4

“Bend over!” Bella did so and the man leered all the more, and with a contented smile as Jane lifted the smock to reveal Bella’s sweet white cheeks. Jane slapped the delicate target smartly, making the cheeks wobble sweetly; a red hand mark blossomed across the sissy’s bottom.

“How dare you do as you please! What must our guests think of a sissy who does not wait for confirmation from her betters and keeps those guests waiting as well? I think we’ll be seeing this gentleman again tomorrow; I think he should cane you!” Bella looked up at Jane and the man with eyes that welled with the sting of her mistress’s hand. The man could not believe his luck; he looked at the submissive little sissy now quivering before him; his cock rose rigidly in his underwear as he thought of disciplining that sweet bottom and hearing the sissy cry real tears just for him. He kissed her tenderly on the cheek.

“I shall see you tomorrow then.” Bella’s little cock swelled too as she watched the burly male squeeze Jane cheekily as he left; his vast frame dwarfing her. She wondered how it would feel to be caned by such a large man; she was scared but her submissive side relished how she might enjoy the pain. Jane simply pointed up the stairs when he left, and Bella ascended once more. What could Tara want of her?

Bella went meekly into the room where the sisters sat cross-legged on the beds, eyeing her with severe half-smiles; Tara pointed to the floor in front of her.
“Get over here and kneel in front of me!” Bella did so as Victoria and Dominique chuckled at her complete and utter servility when facing their sister. Bella cowered as Tara uncrossed her legs and rubbed the camel-toe of her pussy through her panties; the two sisters followed suit, all three were well and truly aroused by the spectacle they had witnessed earlier, stiff erect cocks spurting loops of milky white cream still fresh in their minds. Both Victoria and Dominique had secretly masturbated to orgasm in the toilet already, but Tara had saved herself; she would have someone perform the task for her. The soft feminine scent of arousal instantly permeated the room as the girl’s open legs wafted the aroma of their sticky pussies. Tara was impatient and barked at Bella.