" Evelyn smirks from somewhere across the room." Evelyn smirks from somewhere across the room. SMACK! "Gloobahgh! Gloobagh!" "Hear that? He said he wants to be all pretty for his boyfriends!" "How sweet," Evelyn laughs, "let's get started." The maddening tongue clamp remains in place...but that's all, as the gleeful tormentresses replace my ankle cuffs with silk stockings, tied tightly around my ankles and thighs. My leather belt and mitten are exchanged for a strong red taffeta apron, lashing my wrists behind me..and my head is bent painfully back by an ingenious ribbon arrangement that laces in my hair and upper arms, pulling my shoulders back and chest out as Sonia tugs playfully on the free end. Evelyn leans back against a mirror, legs spread wide. "Know why we took off the blinders, pet?" she teases. "So you can see how sweet you look. Crawl up between my legs now, and get a good look at yourself, you little Sissy!" It's horrid! Smooth-skinned, hair-ribboned, and ass-nude except for that humiliating apron, I crawl to the commands of these cruel dominas..and worse yet, they make sure that beneath the apron I'm still embarrassingly erect, teasing me with their lush bodies and the smooth, rustling taffeta over my privates until I could weep with shame. "Hmmm," Sonia muses brightly, "if just this apron gets him all excited, I wonder what a little more feminization will do for him?" "One way to find out!" Evelyn laughs. Laughing merrily, they deck me out in crushingly tight pink silk panties. |