Mistress Darla

I'm sitting here writing my story of how I ended up being the sissy boy slave to a woman named Mistress Darla.

I just got back from an eye opening two week vacation down in Georgia. I had to write and tell you what happened. It's a true story, unbelievable. It's even hard to believe myself.

It started with a phone call to an old girlfriend of mine named Cindy. We had dated a few years ago when I was playing in a band. Cindy is about five feet tall with this just an incredible figure. She weighs about a hundred and five pounds, beautiful tits, a sexy ass, topped by a head of long brown wavy hair. We had quite part time sexual relationship.

Once a week or so, we would take turns playing Master and Slave. Most of the time Cindy was the slave, she really liked to be dominated. I was really into it. I would tie her up in all kinds of different positions, I'd spank her sweet little ass, make her suck my cock, lick my balls, kiss my feet and then I'd fuck her until she couldn't stand up anymore.

On wilder nights, I would make her crawl naked on the floor and worship me. I'd slap her face, call her a little slut and a whore. I'd tell her stories of how I was going to tie her up and invite woman over to fuck her ass and make her lick their pussy's and worship them, she really got turned on by that.

Twice, I even dressed as a woman and fucked her in the ass. I told her I was her Mistress and she was my concubine slut slave. Sometimes, I'd make her kneel next to the sofa while I watched porno movies and make her hold her mouth open while I flicked my cigarette ashes in. I'd tell her she was my personal ashtray. That's all you're good for slave, you're just a pussy licking little cunt, and shit like that.

I even made her kneel in the bathtub while I pissed in her mouth. She liked all this stuff. But the one thing she didn't care for at all was when I would fuck her in her ass. She hated that. She did however, love humiliation.

She would whisper to me that she wanted to be dominated by a woman, to be tied up by some beautiful Mistress with big tits and then be forced to lick the woman's ass and pussy, to serve her, to be another woman's body slave.

A couple of times, I had even tried to set it up with some other women that I was fucking at the time, but they always chickened out at the last minute, so it never did happen. Cindy eventually moved to Georgia but we stayed friends. I'd call her once or twice a year to see how she was doing. About two months ago I called her. During the conversation, she told me that she has been having a sexual affair with this woman named Darla. Except that Cindy called her Mistress Darla.

Mistress Darla? I asked. What do you mean? Mistress Darla.

Cindy said. Remember how you used to tie me up and fuck me? Yeah, I replied. Well now someone has taken your place, that's all. I couldn't believe my ears when she started telling me about how Darla would make Cindy lick her pussy. How Darla would invite other women over and make Cindy lick their pussy's too. Cindy was a little hesitant at about telling me all this stuff, but I kept pressing her for all the dirty details.

She told me that Darla, or Mistress Darla, again as Cindy called her, hated men. The only men friends she did have were some black men from the club. Apparently, an uncle had raped her when she was about thirteen. Although it was never reported to the police, Darla was a full blown, hell bent for cutting off all white men's cock's, lesbian.

She wasn't the dikey type, which I new Cindy would never go for anyway. According to Cindy's description, Darla was a beautiful feminine white woman. She was also a dominant top. Which worked well for Cindy, who liked to be a bottom.

So, you finally got to lick some pussy after all these years, I said teasingly. Boy would I love to see that. Well, it was those words that started my little oddessy to Georgia.

That's when Cindy said. Why don't you come down for a visit? I haven't seen you in so long. I know, I said, but it's hard for me to get away. Well Maybe, she said teasingly, I can make it worth your while. Oh yeah, how's that, I asked. Well, Maybe Darla and I can put on a little pussy licking show for you. I know you always wanted to see that, right? That's all I needed to hear. A few weeks later I had scheduled two weeks off of work to go see Cindy.

I arrived on a Friday afternoon. Cindy told me that she and I were going to some nightclub that night. It was some open gay club, apparently gay guys and gay woman, all in the same place. Well hell, that ought to be interesting I said.

Yeah, you can meet my Mistress Darla tonight too. She said. Now I was really thinking about the promised pussy licking show that she had offered. Maybe, tonights the night, I thought to myself.

The Club:

It was about ten o'clock, when Cindy and I finally got to the club, it was already packed. Guys kissing guys, girls kissing girls. It seemed Cindy and I, were the only heterosexual couple in the place. Right away Cindy excitedly dragged me over to a table in the corner where I saw this incredibly sexy woman sitting there. She was just beautiful. A little bigger than Cindy, about five foot eight. Long thick brown hair to the middle of her back, really big tits. She had this sexy southern accent. She also had these invitingly big beautiful blue eyes. I could see why Cindy was so taken with this woman. I wanted to fuck her myself.

Where have you been Darlin'? Said Darla, not too pleased that Cindy was late. I came as soon as I could. Said Cindy as she slid next to Darla and gave her a big kiss on the lips. Darla put her arm around Cindy and said inquisitively. So Miss Cindy. Who's this? Remember I told you about my old boyfriend, Bob. Well, he came to visit me. He's staying for two weeks. I could tell from that point forward in the evening that Darla was not at all thrilled by my presence. She coolly said hi, turned all her attention to Cindy, and that was about it.

So, as the night wore on the only communication Darla and I had was her making snide remarks to me. Kind of off handed stuff but I knew she didn't like me at all. Every time Cindy would get up to dance or use the ladies room Darla would say shit like, "I really don't care for the way you used to treat Miss Cindy". From the stories I've heard you're nothing but a pig. If it were up to me I'd cut your balls off and feed them to my dog, and shit like that. All stuff about men this and men that. She was a real cunt.

I thought, fuck this broad. I don't need any of this bullshit. So I didn't talk to her the rest of the night.

Well, I didn't know it at the time, but Darla was going to stay at Cindy's that night. Now when I look back on it, I think she just wanted to be there to make sure I wasn't going to fuck her little Miss Cindy that night.

At Cindy's house:

We got back to Cindy's at about two in the morning. We'd had a few drinks that night and we were all pretty lit up.

As soon as we came through the door Darla pulled Cindy to her and started kissing her right there in front of me. Cindy, half in a stupor, just let Darla do whatever she wanted. Cindy just stood there with her eyes closed leaning against the wall.

Darla stood there inside the door holding Cindy with one arm and feeling her up with her other hand. Darla was kissing Cindy on the lips and neck, all the while looking at me, as if to say, Cindy is mine. I'm sleeping with her tonight, not you.

I really didn't care. I was fucked up and tired from the flight, but I was getting a hard on just watching Darla run her hands all over the front of Cindy dress. Grabbing her tits, kissing her as Cindy just moaned softly.

Darla then took Cindy over to the couch and helped her down. Cindy kind of half sat, half slumped on it, with her dress about mid thigh. She was pretty looped. Darla sat next to her, as I sat in a chair facing them a few feet away. Darla looked right at me and pulled Cindy's dress up to her waist then pulled Cindy's panties down to her knees. Cindy lay there with her eyes still closed. Darla stuck a finger in her mouth, wet it, moved it slowly down and started to finger Cindy's sweet litte pussy, right in front of me. She didn't even look at Cindy as she lay there softly moaning, she just stared right at me, all the while she slowly fingered Cindy's pussy. Apparently she was trying to show me who was in control of Cindy.

Miss Cindy likes this, Darla said tauntingly towards me. Don't you baby? She cooed in Cindy's ear. I watched as my old girlfriend was getting finger fucked by this sexy woman. Finally Cindy reached her dainty little arms up and pulled Darla's head down a little and said in her half drunk little voice. Mistress Darla, can I put on my pussy licking show for him now?

Darla, still looking at me as she played with Cindy's pussy said slyly, 'Sure baby, but only if the fucking pig is tied up naked, kneeling on the floor in front of me. That's the only way I'll allow it Sweetheart. Darla said, to answer Cindy's question. But she was still looking at me when she said it.

So Bobbette, she said mocking me. You want to see some pussy licking tonight?

Yeah, Sure! I said.

Yeah sure? She repeated my words, annoyed that I wasn't more appreciative sounding.

Is that the way you you're going to speak to me you fucking little cocksucker?

I didn't know what to say. I just stared back, caught off guard by her question.

It's not "yeah sure" asshole. It's yes Mistress Darla to you. So?...(she looked at me waiting)...So...Say it dipshit.

I would have liked to slap the fuck out of this bitch but I didn't want to screw up this opportunity, so I thought to myself. 'Hey, I can play along with this cunt's bullshit. If it means seeing Cindy lapping up some sexy cunt juice tonight. I thought that I'd better play my cards right tonight so I answered politely. Yes, Mistress Darla. I would like to see Miss Cindy lick your pussy tonight.

Well if you want to see Miss Cindy lick my pussy then you have to be my slut tonight, you have to strip and kneel for the show and be my sissy boy. She said like a real fucking smart alec cunt, knowing that she was in control of the situation. I either had to put up with her shit or I wouldn't get to see anything, and she knew she had the power. Cindy was her toy that night not mine.

I stood up and took off all my clothes as she ordered. Darla could have cared fucking less. She didn't even look. She just turned back and caressed Cindy's face, played with her pussy and kissed her some more as I did my little strip.

When I had removed everything, Darla stood up and said. Now kneel before me like a good little slut. You need to show me your obedience.

I knelt for her.

So, do you know how to follow orders and be a good slut, Bobbette? I need to know if you are even worthy of this show.

I am Mistress Darla I said trying not to fuck this up. Are you? We'll see. She replied.

Go to that closet over there. She said pointing her finger to a closet by the front door. There is a black bag in there slave. I want you to bring it to me!

I crawled naked for Darla to the closet and retrieved the bag. I knelt back at her feet and handed the bag to her.

Slut, she said. To see this show you will keep your mouth shut and do as I say. Then she grabbed my jaw tightly and leaned down in my face. You will not talk anymore tonight slut, except to acknowledge my commands. Do you understand me slut?

Yes Mistress Darla. I said, still playing along, or so I thought.

Then Darla reached in the bag and pulled out some long leather looking gloves with straps on them. She walked in her black spiked high heels behind me on the hardwood floor.

Put your hands behind your back. You're going to be my kneeling tied up sissy boy tonight, she said sternly. I did as she commanded and I felt her slip the leather encasings up my arms, they went all the way to my shoulders. She strapped them criss-crossed over my shoulders. Now, my hands weren't just tied, my arms were tied. I couldn't move anything.

Darla then put leather cuffs around my ankles and then strapped those to the leather arm encasings.

Now we're getting somewhere slut. She remarked, as she stood back examining her work.

Next for my little obedient slut is the ball gag! She said tauntingly.

Open your mouth. I just looked at her. I didn't want to be gagged.

Open! She said again. I didn't. I was really taken by surprise by what she did next.

She leaned down and slapped me fucking hard, right across my face.

What the fuck are you doing? I yelled defiantly. As I kneeled there helplessly on the floor.

What was I thinking? I couldn't even defend myself.

I said, Open your mouth. You little mother fucker. She commanded me loudly right in my face.

Do you want to get slapped again? You dick sucking little whore.

She asked, as she drew back her arm threatening to hit me again.

No! Don't you fucking hit me again goddam it. I said threateningly.

Oh yeah pig? What the fuck are you going to do about it?

I'll beat the living fucking shit out of you if you don't obey me.

You fucking male Chauvanist pig. You think you can treat my Miss Cindy the way you did and get away with it. She Snapped. Now open your fucking mouth! Again I wouldn't.

You want to see Miss Cindy lick my pussy. Then open it up. Be a good little sissy for me. She bargained.

There wasn't much I could do. I couldn't get up. I couldn't fight back. She had me. I wanted to see the show. So I opened my mouth for her. She shoved this gag in my mouth, not just a ball gag, but a penis gag, with a four inch cock head. She double strapped it behind my head. I gagged. Get used to it whore. You'll be sucking the real thing before this vacation is over. She said uncaringly.

She stood in front of me and looked me over. Hmmmm, it needs something more. She said still thinking aloud. Just one last thing to make your outfit complete. What is it? Oh! I know. Something, to make you my own personal little sissy boy. You need a leash. That's it. With that she reached in the black bag pulled out a dog collar, put it around my neck and attached a leash to it.

She stood back again and admired her work. Cindy was fingering her pussy all the while she watched Darla taking control of me.

Having fun my Dear. She asked Cindy. Cindy just moaned as she sucked on the finger of one hand while she fingered her pussy with the other.

Darla turned her attention back to me. She took my leash, put the middle of the leash on the floor under her shoe and pulled up hard, forcing my head down to the floor by her black spiked high heels.

Lick them sissy! She commanded. I wouldn't.

Want to play hard to get? She asked, as she walked over to the table and pulled a riding crop out of the black bag and walked back to where I knelt at her feet.

Lick them now, you useless fucking cunt. Then she smacked the shit out of me with the riding crop.

I immediately began licking her spiked high heels...Shine them good for me you little sissy! She ordered.

Make sure you lick the bottoms too, Bobbette. She commanded, as she raised her foot.

I licked the bottoms of her shoes. Groveling ashamedly at this beautiful lesbian's feet.

Get them for me clean little whore. She said, as she hit me with the riding crop again.

I licked her shoes clean until finally...

Enough, she barked. Now stay you little sissy boy slut. she said to me as if I were a dog. It's time for the show. With that she turned, walked back over to the couch and sat down next to Cindy who was now moaning away from watching Darla making me her sissy boy slave.

Miss Cindy, Darla cooed in her ear. You can put on your little show now sweetheart. She said, as she helped the slightly drunk Cindy move down on the floor between her legs. Cindy was so turned on from Darla making me her little abedient pussy that she dived into Darla cunt. Moaning and lapping feverishly.

Slow down my sweet girl. We have all night baby. What's the rush?

Lick Mama's pussy nice. Cindy calmed at Darlas voice and began to slow down and lap Darlas pussy lovingly.

That's better baby. You know how Mama likes it. Take your time sweetheart. Lick it good for me baby. Darla cooed as she looked at me kneeling there, her sissy boy slave.

I knelt there for over an hour that night, tied, gagged, leashed. Watching my former girlfriend licking Mistress Darla's pussy.

I didn't know it at the time but Darla had some other surprises in store for me. She said tlater that night that she had a date for me on Saturday night. I wonder what that's all about.

To be continued...