Dear Readers, my mother in law has always been quite pushy with me but her visit was like living hell and now I wonder where this story will end. In any case, please enjoy!
Mommy Adriana convinces Andrea to take over
By Greta
When they finally stopped their embrace I minced towards my wife and Mommy Adriana, head bowed, avoiding to look into their eyes. I held out the tray and waited for Andrea to take her breakfast.
"Greta, you are dumb like a bimbo. Is Andrea supposed to eat the breakfast holding the plate in her lap?" I heard Mommy Adriana say. "Put down the tray on the nighstand, get the little table from the kitchen, come back and after you've set it all up you walk to the corner, hold up your skirt and say 50 times "I am a dumb Bimbo Maid and I need Mommy Adriana to train me well."
I felt deeply humiliated and blushed red. Despite my embarrassment I didn't forget my earlier training and dropped the best curtsy I could.
"Yes, Mommy Adriana."
While I was sashaying into the kitchen to get the little table, Mommy Adriana and Andrea broke into laughter.
"Oh Mom, look at this pathetic sissy. I once tought I had married a man and you reduced her in less than 48 hours into a mincing maid. She simply has no backbone. What are we going to do with her after the weekend is over? I mean she has to work tomorrow."
After I returned, I set up the table, put the tray on top and went to the corner, where I held up my skirt and recited the sentence Mommy Adriana had told me to.
"Honey, don't worry your pretty head. You have two choices here. You can send her to work in skirts and she has her big coming out, or you keep her here with me. How much does she earn? I mean she doesn't have a career like you. Her earning was just good enough to buy that extra soap or body milk. I think you should let her hand in her notice first thing tomorrow morning so I can train her from dawn to dusk and you take care of your career, go out and meet a really nice man, who can finally give you as good a sexlife as you deserve. On the other hand, I just had a great idea."
When finally ready with my task I asked Mommy Adriana what I was supposed to do now.
"Greta, keep standing in the corner and think about how you can serve Andrea the best way. You have the choice: Either tomorrow morning you go to work but dressed as a female or quit and promise to become the best maid Andrea and her lover to be can imagine. You'll tell us your decision when Andrea is ready with her breakfast. Oh, by the way, if you choose to go to work you'll do so without a wig, otherwise your co-workers won't recognize you."
Still standing in the corner I knew I was in a dilemma. If I'd go to work I'd be the laughing stock of the whole company and probably been reduced to the status of a coffee girl in no time. If I'd choose to become a maid I'd have to endure a severe training by Mommy Adriana and have to serve not only Andrea but also the lover she was supposedly taking. I knew I couldn't leave Andrea, I simply loved her too much and besides where would I go if I left. My low paid job would maybe be good enough to just rent a single room apartment. No more southsea vacations. No more expensive weekends in Paris or London.
While thinking about it I heard Mommy Adriana say: "Honey, now with the new situation you are her Mistress, you'll have to put you in the frame of mind honey. I mean you aren't supposed to ask things anymore, you are to command. You have to establish your power over her and the best way to do that is you doing what I did last night with Greta. She completely accepts me as her personal trainer now. In fact you have to do two things."
My ears red with fear and excitement I tried to listen more but Mommy Adrianas voice had turned into a whisper.
"Oh Mom, I don't know if I can do that", I heard Andrea reply.
"Honey, you must! Then the path to a fullfilled life is wide open my dear. Think of it, you can do what you want and you'll always have her at your beck and call."
I heard Andrea push the table away.
"Greta," she said. "I wait for your answer. What will it be? All decked out at work or resignation and becoming my favourite maid? I slowly turned around, I knew I had to answer and I knew I couldn't face my co-workers in a dress or miniskirt and heels. So I looked at her and whispered: "I will become your maid Mistress Andrea."
She stared into my face. "I didn't hear you. What did you say?"
I stuttered and hung my head. I felt like being in a movie or a story. This couldn't happen to me. I mean what had I done that I deserved this. Her icy voice cut into my thoughts.
"What is it? Speak up Greta!"
Slowly I raised my head and I was surprised by my boldness.
"No, I can't do either one. I am your husband. Please, you can't do that to me."
Andrea kind of started to smile as if to say: Finally he stands up! But then I saw how Mommy Adriana looked at me. She rose in slow motion, her face red with anger and I felt a cold breeze running down my spine.
"If you know what is good for you girl, you walk over to Andrea and take the position you know you need to take. Otherwise I will take things in my hands or shall I say paddle?"
I practically held my breath, I didn't want to feel that awful paddle again and I knew I wasn't a match for Mommy Adriana. Oh how I wished she would go home and I could establish normal order in our house again. But there was none of it. Time stood still again, but somehow I felt the room moving and I saw Andrea coming closer to me. No, it was me who was slowly mincing towards her. She was sitting there on the bed, looking up at me almost in pity knowing it was the last battle I would ever fight. I got lost in her gaze and then dropped to my knees and positioned myself over her lap.
Nothing happened for a while. Just silence. Then I broke the spell.
"Please Mistress Andrea, I apologise profusely. Please let me be your maid. I promise to be the best maid you can imagine. Please punish me for my bad behavior."
I started to sob and cry.
"There we go girl", I heard Mommy Adriana say. "I have just the thing for Andrea to reinforce your new status as her maid. Here honey, my beloved paddle. I don't think I need it anymore but I believe you should use it when ever you think she needs it."
Just hearing the word paddle increased my sobs and then I felt the first hit. It wasn't so much the pain but knowing it was Andrea, who held the paddle hitting me with it reduced me to a emotinoal wreck. I started to cry uncontrollably. All my thoughts of rebellion left in this very moment. I knew I would do from now on what I was told to do. I wanted Mistress Andrea to be proud of her new maid, of me. The rest of my punishment I hardly felt anymore I simply cried and cried.
Somehow I must have passed out because when I came to my senses I was lying on the floor. I heard Mistress Andrea and Mommy Adriana talking in the living room. I straightened my dress, picked up the tray and minced slowly towards the kitchen.
Of course both women heard the feminine click-clack of my heels. When I entered the kitchen I almost dropped the tray. While being asleep on the floor Mommy Adriana had taken the liberty to put a nail into the wall and hung the evil paddle in the kitchen. While staring at it in fear I heard Andreas voice.
"This Greta shall be a constant reminder of who is wearing the pants from now on. Do you understand?" I slowly turned around, looked at her and curtsied in submission.
"Yes Mistress, I do understand."
Both women smiled, I curtsied again and I walked to the kitchen sink to place the plate and the cup. Just as I had done this I felt a hand under my skirt. It was Andrea who stroked my bottom through my frilly panties. Then she held her hand in front of my face. She slowly opened it. I saw two pills and I knew what I had to do. I grabbed both of them and with a little water I swallowed the pills.
"Good, now you are on the right path to become a girl. Didnd't you always dream about becoming one?" Mommy Adriana asked. The question was rather rethoric because she didn't insist on an answer and Andrea resumed kneading my butt cheeks. Mommy Adriana stood at my side watching my reactions. I slowly started to moan when Mommy Adriana started to tweak my nipples roughly. In no time they were hard and I moaned even louder.
Mommy came closer while Mistress Andrea kept caressing my behind. Then Mommy Adriana started to kiss me. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and Andrea pulled down my panties caressing my now bare bottom, kneading my cheeks. I let them have their way, I didn't fight it and just tried to enjoy their caresses. Mommy Adriana pushed her tongue deep into my mouth and like a robot I started to suck on her tongue.
Due to our heavy breathing I didn't hear the zipper of Andreas slacks being lowered. I got alarmed when I felt something cold and slippery at my boycunt, but Mommy Adriana held me in a bearhug and my struggle wasn't really hard anyway. I had mentally surrendered before and now my body followed suit.
My cries were muffled by Mommy Adrianas wrestling tongue when Andrea pushed the 10 inch dildo home to mark her new territory.
"Oh yes Greta. What a tight pussy you have. Oh, my god I never imagined how good this is. Why didn't I do this much earlier? Oh yes, oh my God, I am cumming already," she gasped.
Soon Andrea recovered from her first orgasm and quickly settled into a steady rhythm, several times interrupted by orgasms racing through her body. Mommy Adriana meanwhile pushed me slowly down on my knees with Andrea deeply buried in my boycunt.
Mommy lifted my head and I saw her adjusting the straps of just another big strap-on.
"Greta, I brought two of the same size. Just in case of such an occasion."
This said, she unceremoniously pushed the dildo into my mouth. I just held on for dear life. Mommy Adriana pushed deeper and deeper into my mouth while Mistress Adriana did the same from behind in my newly found pussy. Both women worked themselves into a frenzy and especially Mommy Adriana seemed to feel really happy when my nose had touched her belly. They both came almost at the same time and screamed with pleasure.
Mommy Adriana stepped back with wobbling legs and held on to the kitchen table slowly sitting down while breathing heavily. My new Mistress Andrea just slumped over my back, forcing me to get down on all fours, her rockhard cock still deeply buried inside me. She lay there for quite a while, then I felt her kisses on my back, on my neck, she whispered in my ear.
"I simply loved it. You are one hot bitch. I never imagined. Say what you need to say to Mom and I fuck you right again in front of her again. You know, you want too. I felt your ass muscles clenching on my cock, I know you are craving to be fucked hard. Just give in to your feeling and say it."
I was momentarily stunned. How was she able to feel what I did without wanting it? It was just instict taking over. How could she have read my mind that I loved to be taken from both sides at the same time by her and Mommy?. How could she have seen I craved her dominating me?
Mistress Andrea held me on to my hips, her fake cock still deeply buried inside. Agonisingly slow she pulled out while I was wrestling with myself to voice my darkest secrets. She was almost out, only my sphincster clenched on her cock preventing her from slipping out all the way when I finally made up my mind.
"Dearest Mommy Adriana, thank you so much for showing Mistress Andrea the joys of using a huge cock on me. I really loved to be taken by the two of you and would love to be used by both of you at any time you wish. Thank you Mommy Adriana, thank you Mistress Andrea. I know I am just a little bitch and need to be at your mercy."
When I had reached the end of my little speech, Mistress Andrea pushed her huge cock back to where it belonged, deep into my pussy.
Mommy Adriana smiled at me. "I always knew it, Greta honey. That's why I was so insistent. I always knew you were a sissy, ooops, a sissyslut. I should have dressed you at the wedding, but didn't want to have a fuss with your sweet mother. Unfortunately she has led you to believe you were a man. She is just too sweet and doesn't want to see the truth. Well, we'll change this soon when we go and visit her in the Hospital. It'll be a surprise for her to see she now has two daughters. Her daughter-in-law Andrea and her real daughter Greta. I'll bet she will recover soon and if she doesn't, at least she can rest in peace knowing she has now the daughter she always dreamed of, like she told me at the wedding. Isn't it ironic that I make her dream come true Greta?"
Before I could even answer I felt Mistress Andrea pull back all the way, holding on to my hips and pushing with all her might deep into me, filling me up to the hilt. With glassy eyes I cried out and heard the roaring laughter of Mommy Adriana.
"Oh yes Andrea, fuck her good, fuck her for all she is worth, the little slut."
This she did, ramming her huge cock into me, her flesh slapping against mine in rapid succession.
"Oh Mistress Andrea", I cried out. "I am yours, I am all yours, your little bitch. Fuck me hard, fuck me hard, harder, harder."
Andrea tensed up one last time, screaming like she had never done before and her orgasm almost made her pass out. She slumped backwards, sitting on the ground brathing heavily and leaving my pussy wide open. Mommy Adriana stepped around and looked at me.
"This looks great. See how her pussy is a gaping hole. Look, it is slowly closing. Hmmm, now she is prepared for the real thing. Hahahaha!"
Then she grabbed my genitals, tightly encased in the chastity. I winced in pain.
"You know you'll never will have this pathetic thing in Andreas glorious pussy again. It is no sissy's land for you from now on."
With that she squeezed hard until I cried.
We all went to take a shower and afterwards Mommy Adriana summoned me into her room.
"Greta, I have laid out your clothes for you. We'll go to a Mall and see what we can do to make you more feminine.I don't know yet, but Andrea and I will decide once we are there."
I looked at the clothes. A lacy white corset, white stockings, frilly pink panties, black 4" high heels, a black mini skirt and a pink top which read "I love being a Sissygirl". Just at the side there was a pink leather Jacket which read on the back "Andreas Sissy". I looked at the clothes again and with a shocked face I looked at Mommy Adriana. Just a single word left my mouth.
"Please."
She smiled at me, but her voice was as cold as steel. "Just think of the paddle honey."
My shoulders slumped and I knew soon I'd be leaving the house wearing the clothes she had chosen for me. She motioned me to come to her and quickly dressed me in my new clothes, but not using her make up skills on me and also forgetting my wig. She simply ushered me out of the room. We walked to Andreas bedroom, but she was already downstairs waiting for us.
"Please Mistress Andrea, can't I put on the wig and some make up. This outfit looks ridiculous."
She shook her head. "Sweetheart. The outfit doesn't look ridiculous. You do!"
Mommy Adriana's roaring laughter rang in my ears, my face beetred with embarrassment. Mistress Andrea took my arm leading me to the inevitable and said.
"You'll survive this trip and come out stronger as a girl, maybe."
We walked to the car. Mistress Andrea opened the door but before I could enter she told me to take off my leather jacket. Then she simply turned me around and pulled my hands behind my back. I held them there and she quickly handcuffed me and pulled the jacket over my shoulders, zipping me up effectivly pinning my arms to my back. She pushed me down in the carseat and buckled me up.
"Open your mouth Greta", she said.
I looked at her pleadingly but I knew better to object. I simply opened my mouth and she pushed a penisgag inside, pulling the straps tight behind my head.
"There we go Mom, all set for our excursion."
Mistress Andrea wanted to close the door, but Mommy Adriana had just another bad surprise for me.
"Oh no honey, we aren't ready yet, or at least this little bitch isn't ready."
Out of her over the shoulder bag she produced a starstudded black collar which said "Sissy Bitch". I couldn't do anything about this new humiliation and Mommy Adriana let Mistress Andrea do the honours of fastening it around my neck. Then Mommy handed her a pink leash which she clipped on to the collar. Both women sat in the front seats and Mommy Adriana drove off to the mall.