Dress Up For The Girls Next Door Part 2

“Slut,” is started out with. “You are in for some fun. We love having you as our sissy boy. Do as you are told and all your sissy boy fantasies will come true.” It was signed, “Your hot blonde Mistress Lisa and Mistress Karen… smack!”

I opened the leather pouch and found some interesting toys. A red dildo, a 6” vibrator, a string of beads, a tube of KY. There was a DVD as well. I opened the case up and there was another note. “Put this on and make yourself nice and hard for us, but do not cum.” I could have cum right then, wearing those sexy white stockings. I laughed as I read the title, “Sissy boys serving their Mistress.”

I did as I was told. I finished putting on my wig and pumps. The new twist they had added had me applying my own lipstick. So there I was, puckering up my lips and smearing a slutty deep red lipstick onto my lips. That got me thinking, what the fuck am I doing. But the hard on peeking through my thong kept me going. I pressed play on the DVD. I heard small talk from downstairs. They were definitely moving around. I listened for footsteps coming up the stairs, but there wasn’t a squeak to be heard. The action on the screen started right from the beginning. A hot leather mistress, a sissy boy dressed like a girl, oh my! My dick was straining, I played with it just a little bit. It grew to it’s full length real fast and I had to stop in order not to cum. The action got hotter when the mistress told her boy to bend over and spread his ass. “Fuck me, fuck me like the slut I am”, the actor moaned as her dildo fucked his ass. She pumped it in fast and hard, his panties were down around his ankles, just like me I thought. This was too hot, I played with my hard on a little more, I squeezed the head when I was almost ready to cum. I had my head back and my dick in my hand. I didn’t dare move my hand. The action on the screen was at full tilt, his mistress was fucking him and smacking his ass. I had stopped myself from blowing my load, but the precum had begun to seep from the tip. I took my finger and wiped it off. Bringing it to my lips I licked my finger, enjoying the somewhat salty taste. I heard the squeaky step, but time had stopped by that time.