Ex sister-in-law domination/humiliation Part 2

Part 2

I know the first story was long but I hope worth it. Feedback is appreciated.

The last part ended with my ex-sister-in-law, now Mistress leaving me wearing the smallest chastity device I owned telling me that the only way I would get it removed was to travel the five hours to her house. Along with the travel was the dread of being not only her slave but potentially all her daughters; four of them, and her friends. I was also told that I had to wait at least a month.

I texted and called numerous times over the month but I never got a response, just silence or straight to voicemail. Once the month was past I finally got a response, telling me she was busy and didn’t have time for me yet and to wait a couple of weeks. Three weeks after the initial month, I finally received a text telling me to arrive at her address at exactly 9 PM on Friday evening. Which meant that I was taking a couple of hours vacation. I was also told to take the following Monday off.

So now not only had I spent almost two months without a hard on or orgasm; I was spending vacation time being treated like a piece of trash. On Friday I received another text telling me that all I was to bring was the woman’s clothes that she got me when she was with me last. That meant I was going to have to get out of my apartment to my vehicle, get gas and food all while dressed as a woman or try and hide men’s clothes and suffer the consequences. I knew she would search and if she found it I would be screwed.

Luckily, I had about a half hour before I had to go since my timeline was moved up since I had to change at least according to her plan. So I did some research and was hoping to find a bus station with locker’s not out of my way; unfortunately the only one I found was way out of the way. So that meant I was doing the trip dressed as a woman. In my favor I was starting with a full tank of gas, so at least I wouldn’t be close to home when I had to fill up.



The trip was fairly uneventful. I only had to fill up once and I did get some looks but no comments. I arrived down the block from her house about a half hour early. So I had to wait until the exact time; when I rolled down the window I could hear some giggling and laughing every now and then. It sounded like a party was in full swing. That made me even more nervous; because now I knew it wasn’t just a threat, Mistress really did have at least other women there.



At exactly 9 PM I rang the doorbell and nervously waited on someone to answer. It seemed to be forever but was probably only ten seconds and the door swung open. I was looking at my Mistress and she smiled then laughed out loud and told me I looked foolish, then to my surprise she stepped out and closed the door. “Ok, here’s how it is going to go. You are to look at the floor at all times, if I catch you doing something different then you will be blindfolded from that time forward. Along with that you just need to listen and do as you are told by everyone in this house; immediately with no questions asked. The last thing is that if asked a question you are to answer with ma’am; that is until the person asking has physically hurt you in some way, then they will be Mistress 1, then Mistress 2 and so on until everyone has a number. And just so you don’t get confused I will always just be called Mistress, because I’m the one who controls your fate. With that she grabbed me by the ear and squeezed then pulled me into the house, which hurt more than I expected.

As I was pulled through the door I was lucky enough to see that all 4 of her daughter’s were there along with 1 other that I didn’t know, she was closer to Mistress’s age and not very attractive but not ugly either. The daughters ranged from 21-30. The oldest was a dirty blonde in the best shape you could expect since 6 months ago she had her fourth kid. The other three were all in decent shape and brunette; I was actually excited about seeing the youngest three naked!

As I stumbled to a stop, I made sure to look at the floor. I noticed that they had all done their toes; they were all either barefoot or wearing flip flops. I’m not really a foot guy but the three youngest had really pretty feet. And while I’m not a foot guy I am most definitely a high heel guy.

“This ladies is our entertainment for the weekend. Don’t forget that first and foremost this is my bitch and I’m letting you use it. It is not to be addressed by name, you can call it anything derogatory, bitch, slave, anything like that. And as you can tell it isn’t exactly a he or him; we will all use it or one of the other words we discussed.”

They all laughed; here I was standing in front of six women wearing high heels, skirt and blouse. Not to mention the bra and panties covering my cock cage. Then Mistress said “Do a turn for them, let them see that cute ass of yours.” I did as directed. The oldest one came up and grabbed my ass and said “And you’ve already used this with a strap-on? This is going to be fun; we should all take a turn! I bet they have never even done that.” I didn’t see it but three of the four agreed; I found out later that one of them had plenty of experience behind a strap-on.