This is a dirty story. If you don't want to read it, then don't. Copyrighted 2007 by Sissy Whore. sissy.whore@gmail.com
Chapter 2
My balls were aching from that whacking that Bernice gave me and my ass was on fire. I stood in the corner for what I guessed was 10 minutes when Bernice called me over to blow on her toenails. They were painted a tasteful shade of red. As I did so, I Bernice began to rub some lotion onto my balls, legs, and arms. At first it felt nice, but then began to sting.
"Okay, sissy, hop into the shower."
After I hopped into the shower, all of my hair fell off and went down the drain. I guess that she didn't bother with my chest because I don't have any hair there. As I stood in the shower, I reassessed my situation. Up until that point, I just was so startled that I went along. What choice did I have now? I was naked and hairless in the shower. She could easily overpower me physically. I could fire her and have security escort her out, but then she would send those files to the police. I would probably go to prison for 10 years for the $50 million that I had embezzled. I'm sure that in jail, I would end up being the bitch of some disgusting disease ridden convict. If I had to be Bernice's bitch ... well that was better. At least she was kind of cute and I would have more physical comforts than in prison.
I got out of the shower still totally blown away by the fact that I was submitting to all this, but unable to do anything.
Bernice had her pants down and was sitting on the toilet.
"There are some panties for you on the toilet, sissy."
I saw a pair of white bikini cut panties with black fringe sitting on the sink.
"Bernice, I can't wear these," I said.
She grabbed my arm and jerked me across her lap again. This time, face up.
"That's Mistress Bernice or just Mistress to you, little boy."
WHACK
The brush came down on my balls. I tried to cover them with my hand, but she grabbed my hands and pulled them aside.
WHACK WHACK
I felt like I would vomit.
"Don't cover those pathetic walnuts either."
"Yes, Mistress."
"Now. Are you going to wear the pretty panties that I bought for you, sissy?"
"Yes, Mistress."
As I slid the panties over my legs, I felt so degraded and powerless.
Bernice wiped and flushed.
"So they don't give you fancy executives bidets?" Bernice asked.
"No, Mistress."
"That's too bad because I really like to be clean after shitting and I don't feel like showering right now."
Was she saying what I thought she was saying?
"On you back on the floor, pansy."
I lay down on the floor and Bernice sat her huge black ass on my face. First, her pussy was over my mouth. It smelled somewhat of pee.
"Lick, you little bitch."
I licked her pussy. IT wasn't too horrible. Then she moved her ass to my face. This was too disgusting.
"Lick, whore."
I stuck my tongue out and licked her butthole. It was gross, but fortunately she had done a good job with the toilet tissue.
"That's right you little bitch. Clean out my asshole. Stick your tongue in my hole ... Oh, you're clitty is getting hard, is it?"
WHACK WHACK
She smacked my sore balls and I felt sick again.
"How very unladylike. We'll see what we can do a bout that."
The rest of the day was a blur. Apparently, Bernice had familiarized herself with all of my job functions and so I was pretty well prepared. She did spend about 20 minutes sitting on my face after lunch. As disgusting as this was, it really was a turn on, too. Her ass was quite beautiful.
That evening when I arrived home, I went into the bathroom got my best lotion and jerked off thinking about Bernice's beautiful breasts and big ass. I was terrified of what she would do next, but was somewhat optimistic that she might let me have sex with her.
To Be Continued...