Julie Attends a Wedding: Part 15
Hi there, readers! I'm finalizing this new story series, and it's a bit different from my previous ones that were based mostly on real experiences. This one combines fact and fiction with loads of BDSM and "bodily functions." If those aren't your thing, check out my other stories instead. Everyone involved here is 18+, and all activities were entirely consensual.
While this tale may not be like how I usually write, I'd appreciate your thoughts after you've finished reading it, preferably accompanied by some delicious orgasms.
My name's Julie, a sissy who's been living as a woman for my entire adult life. I live with four other biological women: my wife, Nancy, my sister, Becca, her wife, Annie, and our aunt, Aunt Patti. Except for Aunt Patti, we're all submissives.
The other woman in the story is Marsha, my boss at the library I work at. She's the only one who knows about my male anatomy.
We'll be resuming where we left off in the previous chapter:
Nancy, my wife, was being fucked by a man she'd met only hours ago. He made her poop herself and smear the poop all over her own body while I watched, helpless as a pitiful sissy faggot. The only sounds in the barn were my sobs, Master slapping Nancy's ass, and the disgusting slurping sounds of Nancy's soaked pussy as Master fucked her.
As Master John held Nancy's hair and pushed her face into the remaining poop on the ground, she looked at me with a smile. Then he said, "Want me to piss in you, whore?"
Nancy answered, "Yes, Master." While his cock was softening inside her, she asked, "Would you like to piss inside me, Master?"
"Look at me, whore," he said, as Nancy did. He continued, "I want to see your filthy face as I piss inside your cunt."
Upon his command, my wife began peeing inside herself, causing disgusting slurping noises as Master fucked her. Ultimately, Master John stopped and pulled out of her. Nancy rolled from her hands and knees to her back, legs spread wide, exposing her messy cunt to all present. I crawled towards Master John, sucking his cock clean, making sure to be extra slutty by making loud, wet slurping sounds.
Once he was clean, I turned to Nancy and licked her cunt, trying my best to clean her of the mess she was in. She then leaned in, swapping our gross faces with a kiss before saying, "Thank you, you sick sissy bitch."
Now:
My wife and I moved towards Aunt Patti, who kissed both of us as she expressed pride in us. She then turned to our sisters, Becca and Annie, saying, "Go ahead, girls. It's your turn."
As the two women crawled to Kim and Carol, the two nurses stood over them. Both nurses were heavyset, their ample 44DD breasts hanging low. Their ass cheeks shook with each movement, and their bellies, seemingly full of poop, rolled and jiggled.
Becca and Annie both looked up at the much larger nurses, Kim and Carol. Both nurses were BBWs as well, but they'd purposely left themselves unwashed for this occasion. In addition, they'd sealed the vaginas of Ro, Marsha, Melba, and Ursula (from earlier chapters).
Now they focused their sadistic attentions on the BBWs on their knees. Carol started first, "Have you two ever been pony girls?"
Becca responded with a shake of her head, "No, Ma'am. However, I used to be a Domme, and one of my roles was training submissives to become pony girls. That's how we own the equipment we have. Neither myself, Annie, nor I have ever been pony girls."
The grins of the nurses were wicked. "This is going to be even better than we anticipated, but first, you two harlots need to be thoroughly cleaned. You witnessed what Nancy did; now you must recreate it for us. Prove how filthy you genuinely are by defecating yourselves!"
Becca and Annie moved a couple of feet away from each other, went down on all fours, and excremented themselves in front of everybody. There was no hint of modesty or shame in their actions.
I couldn't help but notice that each of the spectators was rubbing their clits, even those with their vulvas sewn up.
As soon as they had finished, there were hills of steaming feces on the barn's floor. Without being ordered, Becca and Annie started to smear the feces on each other's bodies, from head to toe.
As they were done, the nurses approached them and leaned in to inhale their scents. Kim mused, "Wonderful! You're thoroughly dirty, but you still smell aromatic. That diet thing really takes effect!"
Kim raised her arms, exposing her grubby armpits. She addressed Becca, "Lick my grimy pits."
Becca moved in to carry out her task and, as she drew nearer, she took in her nose the repugnant stench emanating from Kim's body. The odor was so strong that Becca started to vomit over her own tits and belly. Once Becca had stopped throwing up, Kim had Becca stand up and smiled heartlessly, "Much better, between the feces and vomit, you appear and smell repellent, excellent!"
Carol got onto her knees and looked at Annie, "Your turn, bitch. Lick my anus. I haven't wiped my ass for days, and, unlike you, my feces reek terribly."
Dreadful Annie tried not to breathe as she licked Carol's fetid anus, but her discomfort was evident as she fought the urge to purge.
Carol eyed Annie sadistically as she farted into Annie's face. This triggered a reaction, and Annie hurled her guts all over herself.
The nurses guided Annie and Becca into a side-by-side formation and went into our kinky armory to gather the necessary gear to transform the women into pony girls.
Initially, the girls were led to wear loose-fitting corsets around their bulging bellies, just beneath their sagging breasts, while still exposing their vaginas. The Dommes stood behind the slaves and pressed their knees into their backs as they tightened the corset's laces.
The corsets undoubtedly hurt as they constricted the girls' portly stomachs. On either side of the corsets were metal rings that could be used as bindings.
After that, they were given elbow-length leather gloves that also boasted rings. The Dommes brought the gloves to the corsets' rings and used locks to bind the slaves' wrists to the corsets.
After that, the girls were shown thigh-high, bright glossy, leather black boots. The females stepped into them, feeling nervous as the Dommes zipped them up.
Annie and Becca were then instructed to open their mouths. Once open, leather horse bridles were inserted into their mouths and were subsequently connected to leather straps that tied at the back and over their heads. Each girl began to drool all over their exposed breasts.
A headpiece with a long-feathered headdress was placed on both of the women's heads and a collar was strapped around their necks.
Both women were yanked over, and I was instructed to lubricate their anuses. After applying the lubricant, the Dommes inserted enormous butt plugs into the girls' anuses. Attached to each plug was a horse's tail that hung down to the back of each woman's knees.
To conclude, a leather belt was fastened around the women's waists. The belt encircled the front side of their waists and then was pulled between their engorged labia, up the cleft between their buttocks, and tied at the back of the belt.
With each step the women took, the belts rubbed against their swollen vulvae and clitorises and pushed the plugs further up their anuses.
The nurses fastened leashes to the slaves' collars, and they were led in front of mirrors. In the mirror, I observed the surprise, disgust, and shame in my sister's eyes as she saw herself bound like an animal with feces and vomit plastered over her face, breasts, and thighs.
Similar feelings were evident on Annie's face as well.
Even for slaves such as Becca and Annie, this signified a new low in obscenity and degradation. Apart from everything else, I also observed lust in their eyes. I recall thinking, the girls were really enjoying this experience.
The nurses stood behind the girls with 3-foot-long whips and ordered them to walk around the barn. As the women walked, the Dommes whipped their asses, instructing them to walk swiftly and raising their knees high. Soon the women were prancing like thoroughbreds, knees high and breasts jiggling with each step they took. I cast my gaze upon their generous derrieres and smiled at how vibrant the stripes were across their cheek area.
The strap between their legs had the necessary effect on the girls. Their cunt lips were swollen and wet.
The dominatrixes commanded Ursula to put nipple clamps with connecting chains on the female slaves. Before she fastened them, she removed the protective rubber coating, revealing the metal teeth of the clamps.
The clamps bit firmly in the girls' nipples, and soon, small drops of blood flowed from their nipples to their stomachs.
The dominatrixes started to whip the girls' butts once more, making them dance around the barn. The female slaves, who were both BBWs, got so sweaty that they were soon covered in moisture. The sweat combined with the shit and vomit on their bodies, leaving dirty puddles.
Ursula added the same weights she had placed on my nipples to the girl's nipples. When the weights were removed, their breasts hung heavily and looked painfully distorted.
The girls were made to dance once again. As they danced, the nipple weights pulled at their nipples, causing them to bleed even more.
The final insult was when small bells were attached to the girls' nipples so that when they danced, the bells jingled loudly. I saw the tears streaming down the slaves' faces, ruining their makeup, turning them into sorrowful clowns.
Then, the girls were bent over hayracks and tied to barn supports. The horse-tailed plugs were withdrawn. Jane and I were told to widen the slave girls' buttocks, revealing their anuses. When we did this, the dominatrixes got close to them and urinated in the girls' anuses.
Phil and John promptly got in back of the girls and inserted their penises into the piss-soaked anuses. As they fucked the girls, they pulled on the nooses, causing the girls to be strangled as they were being fucked.
Despite the excruciating pain and humiliation, I saw both girls thrusting their hips back to get the cocks deeper inside them.
Kim called out to Jane and me, "Sissies, get in front of the slave girls and put your clits in their mouths."
I quickly moved to my sister Becca. As I did, she wrapped her lips around my hard clit and Jane did the same with Annie. Reflexively, both of the slave girls started sucking on our clits.
I felt sorry for Annie, as my clit was in my sister's mouth, it was only 4 inches when fully hard. Poor Annie had Jane's clit in her mouth, it was at least 8+ inches long. It was clear Annie was having trouble sucking Jane's clit without choking.
As my sister was sucking me, I watched Phil thrust his cock into my sister's anus, pulling the noose at the same time. Once I had an orgasm, Phil tightened the noose, causing Becca to vomit again. A few minutes later, the same sequence occurred with Master John and Annie.
The men's ejaculations sent them over the edge and they both came violently, filling the girls' bowels with semen.
Once the men pulled out, Jane and I crawled to them and licked their penises clean, followed by our attention on the girls' anuses and licking the gobs of cum out.
As we licked their anuses, the dominatrixes moved in front of Annie and Becca and used their urine to smear it on the slaves' faces.
Kim and Carol stood in front of the girls and commanded the Masters to take the ropes and pull the nooses, causing Annie and Becca to see the dominatrixes' vulvas directly. The dominatrixes pulled their labia apart and urinated over the slaves' faces.
Finally, with the metal dental bit bridles still in their mouths, the girls were unable to swallow the urine, and it soaked their hair instead.
The dominatrixes took their whips and gave the girls a harsh whipping until Mistress Patti said, "Enough!"
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