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The Master, the Starlet and the Sissies. Part 2 

Dee soon noticed that Sammie and Mika’s giggles had ceased. They were now shuffling along quietly, in awe of the atmosphere that they were now part of. Jennifer James was now engaged in an activity which the master of the house realized would outsell all of her films put together if it was being filmed for public release. As Sammie came within ten feet of the super king-size bed, ‘she’ halted, knowing from experience her boundaries. Mika did not notice and carried on shuffling along until she was brought to an abrupt halt as her master gently but firmly tugged on her leash. Looking back, she noticed that her master had fixed her with a serious expression. She looked to her right and saw that Sammie was biting ‘her’ lip hard, in an effort to keep something soft.

 The sweet smell of the starlet’s cooze was becoming difficult to ignore. Mika began to crane her head up, driven by this sensory temptation in order to get a view of this rare and beautiful spectacle that only her master’s eyes were privy to. She knew better, her impulse crushed by the reality of punishment and respect for her master. Before she could peer over the top of the bed, she looked around again to see him give another indication of his disapproval. This time Dee shook his head.

 He was well aware of the confusing battle that was ensuing within the minds of his two chosen sissies, being quick to reinforce his dominance over them and was satisfied when Mika finally settled, mirroring Sammie’s obedience.

 Jennifer’s eyes were now closed and she seemed to be lost in the moment. He scanned the room and noticed various indications of the trappings of her Hollywood lifestyle, the most disappointing of which being a rolled up $50 bill lying next to two lines of while powder and the remnants of a third. (The only other time Dee would allow such a corruptive substance in the complex would be when Mr. Cowell visited and he was sure that was the reason why Toni became so cranky sometimes.) He understood the late nights, the early starts on set and the peer pressure, yet still lamentably contemplated the fragile future of the beautiful young woman masturbating on his bed.

 As it was clear that Mika now knew her place in the proceedings, he quietly unclipped the leash from her collar and then Sammie’s, who was still biting her lip.

 Jennifer James was now nearing a climactic conclusion, still seemingly unaware of anyone else’s presence.

“Stupid little bitch!” She gasped, “Serves you right! Yeah! Serves you right! You don’t know anything about mascara! You never worked for Beyonce! Fuck you! Fuck you!” Dee could see her body convulsing as she held her favorite gold plated vibrator in place deep in her pussy whilst rubbing her clit ever more furiously.  It was clear to Dee from her monologue that she was exorcising her guilt over a torrent of pleasure. “Fuck YOU!!!”, exclaimed the volatile starlet one final time in a last ditch attempt to jettison the guilt that she had imposed upon herself.

 As messed up as this scene was, it was a comfort to Dee to know that there was a fragile human being trapped within her harsh exterior and as her buckling and breathing began to resume something more akin to normality, he began to smile.

“Jeez!” He thought. “This is some edification for Mika”, who he turned to face and found to be unexpectedly shocked, eyes wide and mouth open: 45% scared, 35% aroused and 20% amused. She silently mouthed the words “Oh-my-God!” and Dee smirked and winked at his sissy, whose expression had provided some well needed comic relief to the proceedings.

 With the last gentle quivers, Jennifer turned off the vibrator and removed the tool.

“Oh God!” she moaned to herself, “No wonder Mick and Keith told me to take it easy with that stuff. Dynamite is not the word!”  Dee decided he better make her aware of his presence.

“Darling, that was something else, but I’m afraid I have Sammie and Mika with me so…” “No way!” she butted in, suddenly rising from her position and looking at the sissies looking at the floor on all fours.

”No fucking way! What the fuck!” Dee was actually beginning to enjoy this moment and started to smirk again, much to the annoyance of the starlet. To Dee she looked really sexy when she got a little angry. He had first noticed this in her films and sometimes he couldn’t resist soliciting this expression. She shot a look at him with her piercing blue eyes, ‘oh yeah, that’s the one…’ he thought, before she said

“You bastard!” and lay back on the bed and rolling on her right hand side, facing away from him.

“You’re not going to touch my body until I get a sincere apology” With this she flicked her hair with her left hand, exposing her right ear. He looked at her and felt his mouth watering. He would have to grovel.  

 She reached into a small handbag and pulled out a pre-rolled joint and lit it. Soon the room was filled with a pungent, exotic aroma. For Sammie this mood change was a relief. Her dicklett was subsiding in its cage. Dee sat behind Jennifer and gently clasped the fingers of her free hand. She looked over and meeting his gaze. His eyes spoke to her apologetically. He then lifted his other hand to caress her face. She began to smile.

“Oh, alright then, I forgive you, again!”

‘God!’ he thought, ‘I’ve got to stop doing that crap. That was too close!’

 Jennifer took a deep pull on her joint before rising up and sitting cross legged at the edge of the bed, looking down at the sissies. She took another puff on her reefer and said

“Hey! You little fags, look at me!” Sammie and Mika looked up to see Jennifer James sitting naked in front of them. “Crawl close to me. I want to do an experiment” She turned around putting the ashtray to one side and winking at a curious looking Dee. When the sissies got as close as they felt they could, the starlet shuffled along the edge of the bed till her pert buttocks were starting to hang over the mattress. Then like a gymnast, she arranged her legs so they would have read thirteen minutes to three if they were the arms of a pocket watch. Again, Sammie and now Mika were exhibiting signs of discomfort from their involuntary and futile attempts to become erect in their cock cages. What would happen next would have their master quickly reaching for the keys: Miss Jones, star of the latest zombie Rom-Com, ‘Stiffies Don’t Lie Dead 2’ (created to further capitalize on the current deluge of cultural garbage emanating from the most unimaginative and regurgitating minds of the sleaziest, greediest retards in Hollywood) slowly spread her pussy lips until her most gorgeous and inviting pink interior was performing virtual hypnosis. Dee was watching this spectacle in two minds. He didn’t like his sissies being confused and it was apparent that he ought to let them out of their chastity devices as they were really straining themselves now. He unlocked Sammie first and as her little sissy stick was released he couldn’t resist quickly fondling her balls. With a mixture of relief and sensation she exhaled sharply, before gently moaning,

“thank you master”.

“Owiee!” protested Mika who, like a moth to a flame, was still transfixed by the starlet’s luxurious body. He fumbled for the right key. Now in such a close proximity, he couldn’t help looking at Jennifer’s beautiful gaping cooze and at her smiling face. She was enjoying this immensely. He had never seen her act quite this brazenly before and wasn’t surprised to find that he himself was becoming erect and straining in his pants.

As soon as he unlocked Mika’s device (creating another utterance of gratitude) he desperately unzipped his chinos and pulled down his boxer shorts, his pulsing penis vaulting from temporary incarceration. As the starlet began to run her hands up and down the length of her extended legs, he compulsively began to stroke his cock. Jennifer chuckled. “I am the fairest of them all!” she proclaimed theatrically, “And do you know why?” Her voice switched to one Dee had only heard occasionally when she was on the phone, the provincial accent of her South-East England home town. She looked at the three cocks that were pulsing in front of her. With a rye smile she answered

“because the Stiffies Don’t Lie!” She laughed to herself as the cocks of her victims started to weep pre-cum. Shuffling up the bed to the ashtray, she re-lit her sativa cigarette. As she inhaled the inebrient, she thrust her right leg in the air, pretending to kick a soccer ball.

“Yes!” She howled “Back of the net!” She then fixed a somewhat amused Dee with a stare before saying, “I think that’s 1-all now, don’t you?” They both kept their eyes glued to each other’s for a while as they gently masturbated.

 After a few more puffs, Jennifer spoke up again.

“Right” she asserted “Sammie, I want your magic hands on my skin soon. I’m Sorry if I was cruel darling. It was your master’s fault! Now Dee, I want Sammie drained before my massage. Mika, you will prepare your master’s cock for me, whilst Sammie works on me. You will be eating Sammie’s cum. Your master’s cum belongs to me!” Mika felt like complaining about this but knew she better not.

“Right” Jennifer continued, “Sammie, you lie on the floor, face up. Good girl! Now Dee you sit on your sissy’s face. You Mika will be wanking your friend and catching a load on your face. Huh, this is rather fun!” 

 Sammie watched with delight as her master straddled her torso before descending upon her face where she waited with her hands ready to palm open his ass cheeks so her tongue could pay homage to the one she loved. This was usually a special treat for Sammie and she lapped away at her master’s asshole with great passion. Jennifer had sparked up another spliff from her handbag and was watching with a huge grin.

“Go on then, start jerking!” She ordered Mika, who was also grinning as she started to gently wank Sammie’s cock up and down as she continued lapping at Dee’s ass. Mika had to compose herself in order to ensure she didn’t start playing with her own sissy stick which was throbbing and pulsing in unison with her friend’s. She didn’t want the cage back on right now. Sammie could be heard making little moans of delight in between greedily but appreciatively tonguing away. It was a really good night for the sissies. Indeed, Mike could have been fooled into thinking that Christmas had come early, as she gripped Sammie’s cock harder and increased the pace of her strokes. She looked over at Jennifer, expecting to see a look of encouragement, but saw the starlet exhibit a thin smile for a few seconds before creasing up with laughter and putting a hand over her mouth. She looked on blushing.

 From all the parties and Hollywood exuberance, she had never witnessed anything like this before and after all, she was still subject to the strong conditioning she had gone through at the posh girls’ finishing school she went to in Harrow near London. On occasion she would revert back to this. “What would Mrs. O’ Sullivan say about this?” she pondered as more exotic smoke drifted past her eyes.

 After just 40 seconds of having her dicklett played with, a sticky conclusion was made for Sammie. Sensing this was imminent from the increased volume and frequency of noise coming from the smothered sissy, Jennifer got off the bed and squatted at the side of Sammie opposite Mika.

“Right” she said looking at the jerking sissy, “you know what to do!” With this Mika bent forwards and placed her head so that her mouth was poised over the head of her friend’s cock. “Actually, don’t let Sammie cum in your mouth” she ordered,

“I want that cum over your face and you will await further instructions” This change of plan was notified not a moment too soon as seconds later, streams followed by goblets of cum erupted onto Mika’s face, accompanied by Sammie vocalizing an elongated “Thank you master! Oh!” before continuing to lap away at her master’s anus. After all, she hadn’t been told to stop.

“Hey Mika! Look at me” she demanded. The sissy looked over only able to open one eye. “Good. Now, don’t let anyone ever tell you that you’re not a good catch!” she quipped caustically, cackling away to herself before continuing, “I want you to keep that sissy jism on your face. Lie back now, don’t let it drip. Good girl”

 She looked at expectantly at Dee who was just smiling and shaking his head “Bossy little bitch” he thought to himself, realizing that some of the tales of the current assistant director were no longer exaggerations.

“Yes darling?” he asked. “Right” she started, “I want you to call Wilkins and get him to bring up one silver teaspoon for me”

 Dee got up from face sitting Sammie who involuntarily frowned, extending her bottom lip. “Look, Wilkins has retired for the evening. I’ve grown to like him. He’s 83 for God’s sake!” He pleaded. “I don’t care” she said looking up at him, still crouching by the sissies. “Wilkins, spoon, now!” she ordered.

“You’re not on set now…” he thought as he reluctantly walked over to the intercom that connected to the unfortunate butler’s room. “Can’t I get it myself?” “No! Wilkins, spoon, now!” she repeated before looking back at the sissies. “So cruel” Said Dee before lifting the phone, still shaking his head.

It was already 1:04AM when Wilkins heard his buzzer go off. He held his head in his hands for a moment before looking up to see a flashing light, indicating service was required for the master bedroom. He threw back the sheets and doddered over to the phone, muttering “Fucking Bohemians!” beneath his breath before lifting it off the hook.

“Good…morning Sir” he started, stifling a yawn “How can I help you?”

“Well I’m really sorry about this Wilkins, asking you at such an hour and all, but could you bring up a teaspoon to the master bedroom please?” The line went silent for a few moments, “Sorry Sir, but did you just ask me to bring you up…a teaspoon?”

“Christ!” thought the old boy, “they’re really taking the piss now!” In a gambit to incentivize him, his employer added

“Yes, it’s for Miss James. She needs it for some…yoghurt”

“Oh well, if you say so!” he suddenly chirped. “Just give me a few moments sir”. 

“Hey” said the starlet to Mika “that old geezer better get here soon or you’re going to look like an extra in ‘Stiffies..’. Dee was off the phone. “Seeing as you woke the poor fellow, I’d like you to meet him at the door.” “Okayeee” she conceded, putting on a dressing gown before checking her hair in the mirror. Soon there was a knock on the door.

From the other side as the door opened, Wilkins’ eyes sparkled as if reflected by some brilliant light that shone from within. “Miss James!” he exclaimed, his heart fluttering and knees weak. The starlet walked into the hallway and shut the door behind her. It was impossible for Wilkins not to notice her short black silk dressing gown, outdone only by the texture of her raven hair. “Good evening Wilkins” She said and lent over to gently kiss the old man on the cheek. Wilkins was spellbound. “I know you’re crazy about me Wilkins, so I have a treat for you. On your knees...

To be continued...

The Master, the Starlet and the Sissies Part 1

Cast: Dee (The Master), Jennifer James (The Movie starlet) 
The Sissies: Mika, 5’11”, light brown long hair. Sammie, 5’9”, peroxide blonde, with a fringe. Bobbi, 5’7”, brown curly shoulder length hair.. Glenda, 5’4” brunette, bob-cut style, Toni, 6’, leggy peroxide blonde, long hair. Terri, 5’8” Brunette with a fringe and Alexi, 5’9” natural blonde with long platted hair.

Part one

In all his years, Dee could not recall seeing such a look of desperation and desire as he did now with Mika. ‘She’ had evidently been preening herself for hours, trying on different colored hotpants and toying whether to have her hair in bunches or not, and had taken it for granted that she would be savoring a big fat load of her master’s delicious semen. 
“I’m really sorry darling, but Jennifer is coming over tonight and you know she likes really big cum loads inside her pussy. She will know if I’ve bust a nut before hand. You know that I’m rewriting her script and I’ve got to keep the guys at Sony happy. And let’s face it: she is one of the most beautiful women in the world.”
Mika hung ‘her’ head to the floor, starting to weep.

“Hey, hey! Don’t baby.” Maybe Dee was getting a little soft on some of his sissies, or maybe Mika was playing up a little, but with a pang of sympathy suggested,

“She’s probably had a bad day on set again, and she might be more bitchy than usual, but you can probably join us later. We’ll see how she feels. She might want Sammie’s touch. Those Shiatsu massage classes were a great idea. She does get a bit insecure about some of you, but it’s not your fault that she can’t deepthroat me! Sometimes I wonder how she gets the roles!” Dee saw his sissy smile as ‘she’ looked up to gaze lovingly into her master’s eyes with hopeful expectation before he wiped a tear from a cheek and helped off her knees, giving her loud and appreciated stinging smacks on both her bum cheeks . She looked back, evidently aroused.

“I love you, Sir!” she mouthed as she left the room.

Mika went back to see the other sissies. Some were doing chores, whilst others were taking time off the Rota to top up their suntans. She went up to Sammie who was slumbering on ‘her’ front in a two piece bikini, with her hair in bunches. Mika naughtily nibbled gently on her left earlobe, knowing it would rouse her into a horny state. 
Sammie giggled, lifting her head.

“At least it wasn’t an ice cube this time, you little bitch!” Then lifting her sunglasses off, noticed her best friend had been crying.

“Oh honey! What’s happened?”

“Well you know. Jen’s coming over tonight.” Sammie sat up and gave Mika a little hug and stroked her hair. “Oh, I was denied the other week as well. He just tastes too good, doesn’t he? We all crave the taste of him and it’s really tough when that happens. Was it your turn tonight? Just think of poor Terri, she hasn’t been allowed a drop for two weeks! I must admit though, if I was Jennifer, I wouldn’t want to share him either. At least she appreciates me now and I do love to be around her, even though she’s a complete bitch. But come on. I know you! I know you’re hiding something from me!”

“Well, I was hoping to give him a non Rota, clandestine blowjob just now”

“You sneaky little bitch!”

“Yeah, I know, I’m greedy, but I had to try to seize the moment.” Sammie nodded with empathy and honesty. “Anyways” Mika went on, “I’ve got some good news for you. By the sounds of it, she’s probably going to want you to get the oils warmed up tonight.

“Yes!” Sammie exclaimed, amongst their giggling. Mika went on, “hopefully I can join you too, because she’ll want to release a lot of tension and she wants to humiliate one of us, but it won’t be you will it? Teacher’s pet!”

“Hey, don’t be jealous! I can’t help having the Midas touch, can I?”

“I’m sorry. Ok, I am jealous. I know you get flack from the others for it, and you don’t expect it from me!” Sammie smiled and with that they rubbed their noses together and resumed more giggling. I hope master will take our cock-locks off! The smell of her pussy really sets me off when they get going.”

“Mmmm, I can imagine!” said Mika dreamily.

“Gosh! That’s the doorbell! Wilkins!” Wilkins, an impossibly old butler from England, hired almost as a joke, came doddering along the corridor.

“Oh Madam, Master is expect…”

“Yes, yes Wilkins. I know! I’m gorgeous! You’re not a bloody parrot! I only need your worthless opinion once!”

“Very good madam” He obliged, and with further abject subservience, moved aside and closed the door, whilst keeping a bowed head at all times. 
Jennifer James, the latest starlet signed with Sony, had an uncanny resemblance with Keira Knightly. Dee waited for her in the main kitchen on the ground floor and upon her entrance offered her a glass of Moet.

“Thanks. Set was a disaster today darling! I fired that stupid makeup girl.” She turned around and looked out the window. “I know it’s a zombie flick but…”

“Hey never mind” Said Dee, lifting her hair to one side, then breathing into her left ear, “You’ve got a fun night ahead of you” and gently but playfully bit her earlobe . Jennifer let out a long sigh and then reeled around to face him before guiding his hand down to her crotch and sticking her tongue in his mouth. They kissed passionately as he continued to play with her pussy. After a few seconds he could feel moisture from the fabric of her blue yoga pants which contained her beautiful ass and subtle yet enticing cameltoe perfectly for all the world’s paparazzi to snap up with their long lenses. Had she been on the scene a year earlier, she had recently contested, Pippa Middleton would have never won the ‘rear of the year’ award in 2011.

“Mmm”, she purred and they looked at each other with sparkling eyes. “I need to take a shower, but I will need your cock presently Dee. I have a lot of stress to bust, darling”

“Do you want some sissies to join us tonight princess?”

“Mmm…Yeah, get Sammie up there definitely! That little faggot has got magic hands…More than one sissy? Hmmm. Well I guess I do need a recipient for my verbal abuse and I can’t really be mean to my masseuse, but I do like to humiliate little faggots and beta males...hey, why don’t you get that one that you’re so sweet with. I hope you’re not lying to me about why you have them around. They can’t all be for Simon, but I guess he is a very greedy prick though.”

“Hey, Mr. Cowell is a necessary contact. He’s virtually funding our next picture, so whenever you do meet him, be very polite. He’s not out of the closet yet, so we need to keep some ‘sissy meat’, as he calls them, for him to plough into. I must admit though, you’re right, he is a bit of a prick!”

“More champagne! Wilkins! Wilkins!! Chop, chop! Gosh, where did you find him?"
A bell was rung in the kitchen by poor old Wilkins and the sissies hurried into the adjoining corridor to the master bedroom (or as they called it, Master’s bedroom, aka the place where dreams come true, aka the stretching room, aka the sissy squirt palace, etc…) and lined up on their knees. With all their cocks safely locked up. Dee came through, two dog leashes dangling from his left hand.

“Ok. There is some exciting news. Two of you lovely creatures are going to be joining Miss James and myself in there tonight. We just need to establish who and why.” There was a mixed reaction from the sissies. An unmistakably electric atmosphere had been created. Dee could almost hear some hearts beating. “Ok, settle down….” 
The first to have ‘her’ review was Alexi:

“Alexi, I know it’s been two weeks and you have been really trying, but you chipped that crystal glass that was a present from Warner, and those stingy bastards never give anything away! That thing was kind of like a damn trophy to me.” With resignation Alexi hung her head. 
Terri, the next sissy in line looked up with uncertainty.

“Terri, your housework is impeccable. You have made an effort with your now, tight body, and your oral skills are improved since I first put a collar around your neck, but you still can’t deepthroat me properly yet and…”

“I’m really trying Master! It’s just so big!” ‘She blurted out and instantly realizing her impertinence joined Alexi in hanging her head.

“Terri, you know the rules! It’s your birthday in a few days, but now you can only get one load inside your belly or your ass. You decide. Apart from that you will be punished for the next two weeks, and will neither taste me or be granted a release. Good sissies get to be with me all day on their birthdays.” He looked up the line, where Glenda was smiling and radiating intense love towards ‘her’ master. They had both enjoyed that day immensely. He looked back at Terri and could see the back of her head shaking as she started to weep. He sighed to himself before cupping his right hand under her chin and raising her tear soaked eyes to meet with his.

“I’m sorry Master” she breathed and in a moment of pity, Dee popped a thumb into her mouth, which she then sucked on with great enthusiasm, bobbing her head up and down before looking at her master in the eyes with her tears still streaming. “I love you Master” she whispered, after Dee pulled his thumb out from her mouth with a ‘pop’. 
Toni, the next sissy in line, looked up at ’her’ master optimistically.

“Toni, I know this sounds a little unfair, but you know how Miss James feels about you. It’s not your fault that your legs are so long. She’s just a little jealous.”

“I hate that limey bitch!” she seethed and was immediately slapped in the face by her master.

“You just be thankful that Mr. Cowell and his friends like to use your body when he visits, otherwise you’d be out on the street saying shit like that to me! If anyone is a limey bitch, then it’s him not her! Do you understand me? Don’t push your luck!” Toni nodded and joined the others with an apology and a bowed head. 
Glenda was next in line, exhibiting a warm smile that had not left ‘her’ for a week. She kind of knew what was coming but even that couldn’t really upset her. So in love was she... “Glenda. My little peach! You are a beautiful little fuck toy and in spite of your petite frame, you can now take my cock in both your holes very well. I wouldn’t share you with anyone. You are an angel, but we’ve spent lots of time together recently and it wouldn’t be fair.” Her wide smile dropped slightly, but then she nodded quickly and with understanding and obedience. About to join her companions in lowering her head in a display of sympathy for them, her master cupped Glenda’s chin in his free hand and lifted her face up to his as he bent down and gave her a gentle, lingering kiss on the lips. He pulled away, exposing the wide smile that Glenda had instantly resumed. Her eyes were closed. She was lost in pure bliss. The next in line was Bobbi, who waited quietly with ‘her’ eyes closed, but this beautiful moment had not gone unnoticed by the two, as yet unspoken to, best friends on the end of the line who had looked at each other in appreciation of this sweetness before putting their hands on each others hearts where their love and excitement were beginning to make themselves known. 
“Bobbi darling, I need you to write the invitations for my important industry dinner that is coming next week. You are the most talented calligrapher in the house and there’s no substitute for the real thing. It’s just a nice personal touch. If you get all 104 ready tonight, I’ll call you in to give me my first blowjob of the day. Jenny needs to be on set by 7am, so you can tease my cock for a good hour before my breakfast. You know what your breakfast will be, don’t you honey? The ink has arrived this morning and there’s a new pen set waiting for you in the study. Get to it.” With that Bobbi off her knees and gave her master a brief hug before being given an encouraging smack on the backside and walking down the stairs, pausing once to look back at her master with a huge grin on her face.
Dee looked at the two remaining sissies.

“Ok you two. I’ve got to warn you, she’s had a tough day and she might be a little harsh with you. The massage oil is in there warming up Sammie. Your presence has been requested. Mika, your work has been adequate this week and you are being chosen as a process of elimination” he lied. Mika was starting to feel a little guilty. Poor Terri! That feeling proved to be short lived. As Dee attached the leashes to Sammie’s collar and then her own, the guilt was immediately replaced by an all consuming lust and deep contentment. 
With a leash in each hand, Dee led the two grateful sissies on their knees into the master bedroom. The pair couldn’t help but let little nervous giggles. As they then entered the room, in their minds powerful hormonal reactions were starting to take place. They could already smell her pussy and hear a gentle, unmistakable sopping, vibrating noise…

To be continued… 

Sissy Joanna's typical daily schedule

700 
This would be 'her' wake up call. An alarm clock would go off, set to play a recording of her Master's groans as he came in her ass one evening... into an aroused state of wakefullness. 
715
After showering, the first task of the day would be for Johanna to prepare breakfast. 
730 
She would enter Master's room and gently wake him with his 1st blowjob of the day. By this stage, sissy Johanna would be highly skilled orally and in under 10 minutes, her Master would erupt into her mouth. Johanna would then assume a kneed position on the floor off the bed and wait with the cum in her mouth, waiting for her command to swallow. This would be given, perhaps minutes later, as she would wait for him to don his dressing gown and attach a collar and leash. Safely secured, the command to swallow would be given. Johanna would follow Master down the hallway, quadrupedal. 
800
Whilst sissy Johanna's Master showered, she would reheat the food, frying an egg: a full english for Master, porridge for herself. In her bowl of oats she would add the contents of a container in kept in the fridge, the being the semen left by Master's card buddies, their cocks having been milked by Johanna through the gloryholes in her room, from the wall adjoining the poker room. Upon arrival, they would eat their respective food, and discuss her chastity, her feelings about her utter humiliation, desperation to cum, and her gratitude of being fed a cum diet. On cue, she would beg sincerely for release. Master would chuckle. Johanna would only get to cum with her Master's cock in her ass, from the anal stimulation alone. After months of ass training, E.A.R.V.S. (Ejaculatory Anal Response to Voluntary Sodomy) would be achieved. Johanna's clit would never be touched by her Master, but sometimes by very old gay men that would play poker with Master for amusement. The crafty old hands would sometimes ask for winnings in the form of playing with Johanna's clit and even being penetrated by her, for novelty value. Sissy Johanna's humiliation would be completed by Master filming her degradation as 'she' penetrated an old man, especially when she would cum after only a few strokes, after having so long with no release. Usually a month a time, by this stage. She would certainly be called pathetic by all and sundry, even by the old man 'she' had disappointed. The laugher would escalate as the camera filmed. Her face, beetroot-red with embarrassment  Mocking chants of "Oh Jo... how low can you go?" from the gathered, would fill the air... Sometimes she would have to give the old-timer a second shot, especially if his winnings were substantial. After the 2nd go, another shamefully quick attempt at pleasing the old codger, she would be put in a bathtub, bound. She would have a gas mask put on your head, laughing gas applied. With the shame of penetrating an old man fresh in her mind, and the mask removed, she would begin laughing like a lunatic just as the old fella would grab a fist of her hair and begin to piss over her face looking down, disgusted. Instructed to look into the lens - the confusion of her being, captured, and later, serially uploaded. The words "I'm pissy sissy Johanna" would be hysterically enunciated. Master digresses...
900
Master would depart the house for work, leaving her to do your domestic chores. Johanna would complete all the housework in lingerie, with a special butt-plug inserted. This would be set to vibrate by Master remotely, at various times. Usually if quickly Skyped from the office.
1100
She would layer up and go out for any errands or shopping required.
1200
She would be permitted an hour of time to talk to other sissies, online.
1300
Returning from work for lunch, Master would be made a club sandwich. He would eat this as his cock was sucked for a 2nd time, this time stopping short of making him cum. After making him a cup of tea, he would sit and sip as she would pull out her butt-plug and lube up her ass. Waiting for his cock, with her back ached, she would suck him to hardness again. Master would shaft her trained ass for 10 minutes before flooding her ass with a powerful cum load. This ejaculate would be ceremonially pushed out of sissy Johanna's ass into a waiting cup, being swallowed on command. 
1400
Master returns to work. Sissy Johanna re-plugs, resumes housework.
1600
A skype call from Master to tease Johanna, with select colleagues chipping in, to enhance the humiliation.
1700
Sissy Johanna prepares dinner.
1800 
Upon her Master's return, Johanna applies more oral servitude, again stopping short of creating an orgasm, Master pulls away, slapping her face and spitting in her mouth. Master would then instruct her to swallow and hurry up with his food. 
1830
She runs Master's bath.
1900
Master sit on her face as he calls his Poker buddies over on the phone.
2000
Friends arrive. After kissing the feet of all the my guests, she would be their 'waitress' for a few hours.
2150
Johanna would depart the Poker room and apply more gloss...
2200 
Any card gamers who wanted a blowjob would place their members through a gloryhole. There would be 3 in total, any additional men would wait their turn. Their arousals would be enhanced by pornography beamed onto the wall above their heads from a projector. Sissy Johanna would work on each cock, the prime position being the middle, usually occupied by Master - the position where the cock will be jerked off when not being sucked, and the position each goes to eventually be made to cum. When each of Master's friends start to moan, she would jerk their cock to orgasm, into a bowl kept nearby on the floor. (Sissy Johanna's room would be a wet room...) After each cock had been thoroughly milked, she would take the bowl down and place it in the fridge, with clingfilm applied.
2300 
Guests leave. She cleans up any glasses and mess caused by the revelry. She showers.
2330
Sissy Johanna enters Master's room where he's jerking off. She lies on her back on the edge of the bad, legs in the air. Master rises to his feet and begins fucking sissy Johanna's ass for 15 minutes, until he's cums over her face. Sitting up, and with the use of a handy teaspoon, she is fed the dripping cum, scooped up by her master. She is made to beg for each spoonful. On special occasions, like birthdays or XXXmas eve, she would go to bed with many facials applied, waking up with the congealed sludgy DNA mixture caked on her face in the morning. Being a cum addict, this would be torture for Sissy Johanna, but her skin would feel radiant afterwards... 
0000
Johanna is allowed to retire for the evening. She sleeps with erotic images swarming in her head, and is often woken by her clitty complaining of its confines. Above her bed, Polaroids of some of the biggest and meatiest cocks that have entered her. Memories of real men 'she' has pleasured. Sissy Johanna is doing what she was born to do.