Mistress begins her sissy boys on corset training
Mistress Gypsy said, "Pagan, before you begin, I have something here for our little fairies." She reached into the shopping back she brought and out came two long heavily boned corsets with strong laces up the back and eight detachable garters on each. "Alright boys, off with those wimpy waist cinchers you are wearing. From now on you will be undergoing serious waist training. You will both be wearing corsets nice and tight. Now put them on you little sissy faggots." We did as we were told but couldn't lace them up ourselves. Mistress Gypsy saw our struggle and said, "Now sissies, you will need to lace up each others corset every day. You can start now. But I will check and if you don't lace each other up adequately tight, I will have Pagan lace you up." And with that she smiled knowing that Pagan would lace us up tighter than we could bear. Goddess Pagan said, "They are a couple of weak wimpy fairies. I bet they will do a sloppy job." Mistress Gypsy thoughtfully spoke, "Pagan, you are right about them being weak effeminate fairy boys. However, I have confidence that my sissies are adequately inspired by your reputation and will do well for fear of your hand. Besides it would be so much nicer if they put each other into intense pain and pressure."
Mistress Gypsy was absolutely right, we pulled and tugged on each others corsets. The women chanted "tighter, tighter" and made other comments like "Pull harder you weak little faggot". I made tricia squeal in agony while the women watched joyously cheering me on, shouting, "tighter, tighter, you little sissy boy. Make your little fairy boyfriend squeal some more." When it was my turn, I thought I would pass out. I could hardly breathe because tricia made the corset so tight. Of course tricia got cheered on too, but I was determined not to shout or squeal in pain. Afterwards, Goddess Pagan inspected the lacings of both of Mistress Gypsy's sissy boys. She looked disappointed. The lacings were nice and tight, really, really tight. We had made Mistress Gypsy proud of us, I thought. But just when I get a little cocky inside, Mistress does something to put me in my place. She had us pose for more pictures in our new corsets, kissing and fondling one another, two hot, sexually charged effeminately dressed sissy males acting like a couple of effeminate faggots. Miss Julie gleefully snapped photos of us in the most humiliating positions in which Miss Barb posed us.
Mistress Gypsy humiliates us further
Mistress had us so sexually excited I didn't know how I would avoid having an orgasm. And surely tricia must have felt the same way as we ran our hands over each others nylon clad bodies. Mistress could tell how hot we were. She calmly looked at Pagan and said, "time to lock up and humiliate these fairies. You can use my pet to help." That is all Goddess Pagan needed to hear. She immediately went for an armbinder and trussed up my arms behind me. Then a spreader bar for tricia. My sissy girlfriend had his ankles fastened to a bar about a yard long and then his hands strapped to his ankles. It must have been so painful for him in this position with a new corset too. It looked like my sissy roommate was about to fall over. It took a great deal of balance to be in this position while wearing 5" heels. I went over and helped by having tricia lean against me for support. The women thought that was so cute especially since I was standing up and trica was bent over such that my tiny erect cock was close to his face.
I could tell another woman, Miss Sandy, was really enjoying this. She came over and swatted each of us a few times on our bare butts and then fondled our genitals, none too gently. Tricia and I almost instantly lost our erections. Miss Sandy exclaimed, "these sissies can't even keep up a hard-on unless they are fondling one another. Gypsy you have trained them well. I'll bet they are not even turned on by women any more." Miss Barb said, "I'll take that bet,
Miss Barb thrust her bare breasts into my face and said, "Do you like this sissy gina?" "Oh yes Miss Barb", I replied. Miss Barb asked, "Would you like to have a nice set of tits like this sissy boy?" I stammered a weak, "I don't think so Miss Barb." "What she exclaimed? You like nice C cup tits on me but you don't like them enough to have your own to play with?" With that, Goddesses Pagan gave me a swift swat on my bare ass which pushed my face further between Miss Barb's bare breasts.
Mistress Gypsy said, "Barb, now that sounds like a good idea. Perhaps I should start my sissies on female hormones to grow breasts. I am a little concerned that it would help them by reducing their natural male behavior with which I can use to manipulate them. However, they would look cute with little A cups. After all we want them to continue their work as males and to continue to function in the male dominated jobs they are in. This will provide a contrast to their sissy nature and keep them humiliated when they see they cannot be real men. I will think about this some, hummmmmm, yes, perhaps some nice little A cups would be nice for you little sissies."
The sissies eat pussy
Miss Barb undid her black slacks and slid down her panties and ordered me to eat her pussy. I glanced at Mistress Gypsy who was smiling and immediately went about my task. I got on my knees, but my task was certainly not made and easier by the fact that I, a male was in a tightly laced women's corset so that I could hardly breathe and had my arms totally immobilized by an armbinder behind my back. None-the-less I was diligent in my efforts.
Miss Sandy did the same with tricia. However, he was in a worse position than I was. He was not only in the tightly laced corset but hand and feet tied to a spreader bar. He couldn't get on his knees. He had to lean over trying to maintain his balance on his 5" heels while eating Miss Sandy's pussy.
Every now and then, Goddess Pagan would swat one of us on the ass if she wasn't pleased with our efforts and called us pathetic fairies. After what seemed to be an eternity of pussy worship, Miss Sandy suggested. "Barb, let's switch and see which of these fairy boys does a better job." All the women loved the idea and tricia and I each switched and strived to please the ladies before us. After Miss Sandy and Miss Barb were satisfied, they each gave a critique of our efforts as though we were in an Olympic event. In the end, tricia was declared the winner of the competition largely due to the increased degree of difficulty from being trussed up in the speared bar.
Goddess Pagan addressed her sissy pet, "sweetie, why don't you come over here and undo your little sissy friends. I like to bind up and humiliate sissy males but just hate to let them out of their bondage."