The Making of A Sissy Part 9

As they sat sipping drinks and discussing what shots would be done indoors or out; Bella’s little cock bulged in her sari as the mature redhead licked her lips as she discussed the ways in which Bella should be trussed, collared and leashed, amongst other things. Sandy stood up suddenly and ran across the patio when she saw a tall figure emerge from the house into the sunlight; this was her Carl. Bella looked on enviously as the two squeezed and kissed at length. She could only dream of being that way with Adam, and so yearned for such a moment with him. Sandy tugged Carl over to the others; he waved acknowledgement at Roberts and Ellen whom he’d met many times before, and then looked down at Bella. He whistled as he stared at her admiringly.

“Phew! Sandy wasn’t kidding when she said you were beautiful – you are stunning!” He pulled up a chair and sat cheekily close to the sissy, making her blush pink; Ellen and Roberts laughed as Sandy dragged him off the chair.

“I think someone needs a little something to quell his excitement!” With that she whisked her sari off and stood naked, wagged a ‘follow me’ gesture with her finger and disappeared inside, Carl needed no further coaxing and followed her. Ellen smiled and looked at Bella’s soft little face which was full of wonder and excitement at Sandy’s freedom and the confidence that went with it.

“I’d love it for things to be that way with you too; I know we’ve only just met, but I think we are going to be very good friends. I am going to see if I can assist with a little more freedom for you.”

As noon passed, sandy and Carl re-emerged to join the others in the shade for the first alcoholic drinks of the day, Roberts set up a screen and backdrop on the lawn close to the pool and fidgeted impatiently as Ellen stoked Bella’s hair while she sipped a Vodka with cherryade; the bright red staining her lips, making them all the more feminine and desirable.