Part 14: Julie Attends a Wedding
Hey there everyone, I'm starting a new series with a twist - it'll be a combination of fact and fiction, featuring BDSM and "bodily functions." If those aren't your thing, check out one of my other stories. However, I want to emphasize that everyone involved is 18+ and all activities were consensual.
I'm Julie, a sissy who's lived as a woman throughout my adulthood. I currently reside with four other genetic women: my wife, Nancy; my sister, Becca, and her wife, Annie; and our aunt, Aunt Patti. While everyone else accepts me as a woman, only my boss, Marsha, truly knows my secret.
We're continuing from the previous chapter where Mistress Ursula and Melba had recently had their labia lips stitched together. The nurse dommes, Kim and Carol, decided to continue with Ro and Marsha. At this point, both Ro and Marsha were on their periods.
Kim and Carol aimed to humiliate the girls further by having them smell their armpits, which hadn't been showered in three days. "Oh, I know our armpits stink and probably taste terrible. Now lick them clean!"
The two slaves complied reluctantly. To intensify the degradation, the dommes smeared their own cunts on the slaves' faces.
After cleansing the girls' cunts, they pierced the swollen labia using the same needle-like device, threading ribbons through them.
Upon finishing, they forced the slaves into a squatting position and made them urinate on themselves. The sewing on their cunts caused the urine to spread in all directions, creating a pool of urine and blood.
Kim said, "Splash in it like the pigs you are." The four slave girls obeyed and laid in the mixture, rolling around like pigs in a sty.
When they were permitted to stand up, they gazed at their sewn-up cunts. There was a mix of fear and awe on their faces, as their cunts appeared to have vanished beneath the stitching.
The sight of us, all naked, was astonishing. Four women with stitched-up cunts, two sissies leaking pre-cum, and two well-endowed men also dripping with pre-cum. We were all covered in shit, piss, puke, and sweat.
Aunt Patti, the matriarch of the family, yelled in anger, "What on earth is going on?!"
Aunt Patti was furious, so she declared that some would suffer.
Now:
I couldn't help but wonder how strange we must've looked - naked, with our genitals covered, yet our cocks being aroused by the entire scene. Four women with sewn-up cunts, two sissies with erections oozing pre-cum, and two well-endowed men standing there hardened with their own pre-cum. We all had pitch-black hair matted across our faces and chests from the mixture of urine, blood, and body fluids.
Aunt Patti demanded I make the introductions. I bowed submissively, beginning with my family.
"This is my Aunt Patti, she's the head of this whole operation. You can address her as Aunt Patti, Mistress Patti, or simply, Mistress."
Nancy, my wife, stepped forward. A woman in her late 50s, she still had a well-preserved figure and a fantastic pair of tits.
"This is my wife, Nancy. Before me, she was a Domme, and she was responsible for supervising the whore house I previously worked at."
My sister, Becca, stepped up. A large, BBW with big tits that sagged when not wearing a bra, she displayed ample flesh that the nurses lusted over.
"This is my sister, Becca. I worked with her in the whore house alongside my mother. My late mom also taught me how to be a sissy when I was a teenager. She was the first woman I ever had sexual intercourse with."
Lastly, Annie, my sister-in-law, stepped forward. She resembled Becca, also a BBW with saggy tits. The nurse dommes' eyes, full of desire, couldn't help but focus on her.
"This is my sister-in-law, Annie. We both used to work together in the whore house, relentlessly serving clients."
We all stood in a line, awaiting her orders.
"Meet my sister-in-law, Annie. She's hitched to Becca. Both Annie and my significant other once operated together in the brothel where Becca and I labored at.
Aunt Patti, the head of the family, addressed you, Julie, "It's time you introduced your mates to us."
I gifted the respectful curtsy and confirmed, "Yes, Ma'am."
Immediately, Ursula, with her sewn-shut vagina, joined in. "Needless to say, Aunt Patti remembers Ursula from when she was a younger adult. She served as a Domme. However, her vagina is closed now, evidently, there's been abuse done to her."
Aunt Patti uttered sympathy, "Indeed, it's been a while, Ursula. It's heart-wrenching to witness the pain you've endured."
A carefully concealed tear ingrained itself in Ursula's eyes. "The recent incidents shattered me, Ma'am. I'm a slave at present."
Melba, formerly a doctor, curtsied next, and Aunt Patti recollected, "I recall you from your Domme days, Melba, but why is your vagina sewn girl?"
Melba confessed, "For the past few days, I've been broken. Julie and Ursula are now in my shoes. I requested the girls to let their pussies be sewn just like mine, only because they're letting down ex-service men as part of their therapeutic process. These men and nurses required physical expression to recover from their uneasiness. The extreme sexual abuse has dramatically helped them."
Melba elaborated, "In return, Julie and Ursula had their breasts nailed to a bench. Jane, my niece, was embraced into the transgender community and is now called Jane and is being raised as a woman, while I have chosen to suffer the same fate as them due to the touch of kindness shown by the girls."
Mistress Patti nodded, "You make a good point, dear. Dealing with the filthy is enervating, but necessary when you're treating those with issues."
Marsha and Ro, the librarian and the shy one before, curtsied and knelt before Mistress Patti. Aunt Patti incited, "Mahogany, it's such a delight to see you transform. What happened to you?"
Marsha coyly replied, "Julie extended a beneficial hand and pushed me into becoming this slut, and I'm enjoying every bit of it."
"Scarlet, I still remember you as a librarian with books often in your hands," Aunt Patti teased.
Scarlet, Ro, responded, "Yes, Mistress, I worked for Nancy and Annie's brothel often, and for you on other occasions. My time there aided my education considerably, my masters."
Mistress Patti playfully said, "And then there's the smelly nurses. Did you miss taking care of books, nursing back the wounded, and undertaking errands, Carol?"
Carol, the nurse, explained, "No Ma'am, I merely enjoy the smell of one's body after being roughed up."
"And Kim, your cunt's sewn shut as well," Aunt Patti inquired.
"Indeed, Ma'am. We're certain of the arousing capabilities of unpleasant smells," Kim said.
Once all the women were out of clothes, the males also stepped forth. Phil voiced with excitement, "Phil's eyeing Nancy, since her gigantic boobs and curvy figure still drive him crazy."
Aunt Patti, noticing this, called out, "Ready for a new experience, ladies? Let's all get naked."
At their complete disrobing, Phil and the nurses could check out their physical forms. Nancy stated, "Who's up for wanting to bang me? For someone as cunning as you, John, you'll get to cock me."
I grinned, "What a great idea, Nancy! I know my little clit isn't big enough to satisfy you. I'm so glad you'll be properly fucked."
As I stood before Phil, I started taking on a submissive role. I gazed at him and said, "Sir, even though I'm usually the Dominant one, I think women should submit to dominant men. Would you like me to take the lead for you?"
Once Phil was lying on the floor, his large cock was standing tall. I questioned, "Which hole would you prefer to use, Sir?"
Phil admired my aunt's curvy behind and replied, "Your asshole, girl."
I took Jane's hand and went over to my aunt. I instructed her to separate Mistress' ass cheeks, revealing her asshole. I rubbed her asshole with my fingers and lubed it up. When I finished, I wiped the feces from her asshole onto my breasts. Then I demanded, "Jane, clean my tits with your tongue."
We all watched intently as Mistress slid onto Phil's cock, her ass taking it all the way in. When she was as deep as she could go, she bent and kissed Phil, pushing her tongue into his mouth. With a whisper, she asked, "Can you tell if I sucked a lot of cock this morning, Sir?"
Phil grabbed my aunt's hair and pulled her back, then spat in her face. "You're a filthy, dirty whore." He then slapped her face.
This sent Mistress into the right headspace, and she began thrusting her hips, riding his cock. She leaned up and smiled at Phil, saying, "Sir, would you mind pinching my nipples as we fuck? When I get submissive, I really enjoy pain."
Phil reached up and cruelly slapped Aunt Patti's face, then pinched her nipples harshly. Mistress screamed in blissful pain.
Mistress stopped for a moment, then let out a loud moan as she orgasmed.
After a while, Phil started to moan loudly, "This feels great!"
I glanced at Ro and Jane and could tell they were puzzled. I clarified, "It seems like Mistress has stopped moving, but she's actually practicing something special for Master Phil. She's doing anal Kegels on his cock. Every time she relaxes her asshole, his cock slips in deeper. Then she tightens her anal muscles, causing them to constrict around his cock."
Ro chuckled and remarked, "It's almost like she's jerking him off with her asshole."
Jane was shocked, "Can we sissies like you and I do that, Julie?"
I nodded and said, "If you behave, I'll show you later."
Suddenly, Phil's body spasmed as he climaxed, filling Mistress' asshole with his cum. Mistress dismounted and got on all fours and farted loudly. Cum dripped from her asshole.
I turned to Jane, "Go clean Master Phil's cock, I'll lick Mistress' asshole clean."
Jane approached Phil and cleaned him attentively, being attentive as he sucked on his cock.
I crawled between my aunt's legs and licked her pussy, savoring the taste of the cum.
My wife, Nancy, asked John if she could fuck him while he abused and humiliated me. "I love being humiliated, Master. No limits."
Nancy looked at me, "Watch what's about to happen to your wife. A man I've just met will be putting his cock into my pussy. And you'll just watch. You won't try to stop me, will you, sissy?"
I felt embarrassed, all I could do was shake my head and cry.
Master John said to me, "Watch this, sissy." He spread my wife's ass cheeks wide and spit into her asshole. He stuck his finger into her asshole and made her crawl around the barn like a puppet.
As she crawled, her breasts bobbed and she moved her ass enticingly.
Master John eventually removed his finger from my wife's asshole, and it was covered in feces. He smeared it across her face, leaving disgusting brown smears.
Master John inquired, "Are you full? Do you have to shit?"
When Nancy nodded, Master directed her to squat and shit in front of everyone. My wife obliged without hesitation because she'd lost any sense of shame long ago.
When she was done, a large pile of warm waste filled the floor of the barn.
Master John looked at me and asked, "Should I make her smear the feces all over herself like the pig she is?"
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I hesitated to respond, so my dominator approached me and struck my lower abdomen. "Respond, you worthless crossdresser, do you cause your spouse to spread feces all over herself while others witness her humiliation?"
I was in so much pain I couldn't form words, only nodding my head while sobbing.
My superior, Master John, glanced at both my spouse and me with revulsion. "Do it," he instructed my spouse.
My spouse, Nancy, wasted no time and began to smear feces all over her face, hair, breasts, and stomach. As she did this, I witnessed Kim lean toward Melba and inquire, "Why doesn't her excrement stink?"
Melba explained that within the brothel, there existed a small group of ladies who allowed themselves to endure scat play. Nancy was one of these females. For this reason, women such as Nancy generally avoided spicy foods so their feces would not emit a foul odor, while also consuming substantial amounts of fruit and water to create their bowel movements soft and sweet.
Master John became aware of this conversation, and summoned Kim and Carol to him. He layered some waste onto their faces, then ordered them to open their mouths and receptacle the waste.
"Swallow it."
The ladies complied, and he asked, "What does it taste like?"
Carol responded, "It actually tastes good."
Carol expressed gratitude, and rejoined the spectators to observe my spouse being embarrassed.
Master John petitioned me to move closer to my spouse. We could all view how mucky her buttocks now were.
"Sissy, examine your spouse's vagina," he directed me.
I complied, and observed that it was moist and her nipples had hardened.
"Littly girl, convey back to me what you find," he repeated.
I followed instructions and discovered that his shaft was fitted into my spouse's cunt. As he pushed his penis further into her, I started hearing moans from my spouse.
My Master beckoned me to sit in front of my spouse. From this angle, I could easily observe his lovemaking with my spouse.
My spouse, Nancy, whispered, "I relish the sensation of a genuine genital organ inside me, not you with your clitoris, wretched crossdresser."
She continued, "Consider how your wife goes through life with no pride or dignity, being the property of any man who can afford her. As my spouse's body rolled back and forth, I could see the ecstasy in her eyes and her breasts jiggling.
My spouse, seemingly communicating to me, bellowed, "You are worthless, sink into the abyss, wretched pussy without a shred of morality."
Silence then ensued, except for the noise of my spouse's genitalia being penetrated, and the mushy sounds of a stranger's genitals pumping into her.
My spouse John grabbed my spouse's hair and forced her to recline her face into whatever debris was still continuous on the barn's floor. My spouse Nancy, though, remained in position, expression serene and beside her hair, compared to the grime smeared on my dress.
That was too much for me, as the sight of a stranger forcing himself into my spouse made me so exhilarated that I spurted from my sheath. My spouse Nancy's scornful gaze was enough for me, especially as I observed my ejaculate pooling at the base of their bodies.
After some time, Master John ejected his semen within my spouse. I realized that the encounter wasn't over. As his cock softened and disengaged her vagina, my spouse, Nancy, raised an eyebrow and requested, "Might I pee within you, Master?"
My husband verbally approved and my spouse rolled onto her back, legs spread. Her genitals were oozing urine, mixing with the feces she had previously smeared on herself.
I crept onto my hands and knees and crawled to my Master. I knew my erect nipples were expenditures, as they pulsated directly beneath my sheath. I braced myself atop his member, then orally cleaned it for him.
Once his shaft was immaculate, I migrated to my spouse. I positioned my face over her genitalia, and took in the appalling odor of the feces and urine coating her pubic region and her stained, scummy crotch. I leaned closer, and my tongue worked in an attempt to relieve her of the waste.
Finally, my spouse glanced at me and placed her face near mine for a smooch. Our appearance exposed us as insignificant prostitutes, the two of us kissing. She then whispered, "Thank you my love. I cherish you with all of my heart."
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