Beyond Sissy's Spa Day Ch. 01

"Everything off?" I asked.

"Everything," she said.

What the hell? My neighbor, Missy, had obviously seen me nearly naked just last night. And it didn't seem as if I had any choice. Completely naked, then, I was wondering if I should get up on the table when Tess turned around.

"I see I was right," she smirked. "I see a lot of guys in my line of work, and I have to say, that is one of the smaller penises I have ever seen."

"Well, it does get bigger," I said, trying to salvage some sense of self-worth.

"Sure it does, Honey," Tess said. "Lie down on your back. You do have quite a bit of hair. At least you are somewhat manly in that regard. We'll have to trim it before we get down to the real business."

I felt so embarrassed. I had known my entire life that my cock wasn't very big. That had become evident when I was in school, when I saw other guys in the shower. I had only been with a handful of women in my life, and while none of them had ever flat-out commented on my lack of size, I was pretty sure I could tell they had all been disappointed. I tried to make up for my shortcomings with enthusiasm and oral skills, but I knew from plenty of reading that size really did matter to women. Especially a woman as good-looking as Tess. I could only imagine that she had enjoyed plenty of big cocks in her life.

As I laid there and Tess trimmed my bush, I couldn't help but laugh inside at my situation. Here I was, stark naked in front of a woman I didn't even know, and she had made it crystal clear that I have a little cock. And I was here, about to get waxed, on the orders of another woman who had dressed me in a frilly pink thong, and had basically taken full control of me.

"Ok, time to start with the waxing," Tess said. "I assume you've never done this before?"

"Um, no. No I haven't," I said.

"Well, there is going to be some pain. We'll see how much of a pussy you are."

Great, I thought, steeling myself against both the impending physical pain and the emotional torment. I was determined to handle the pain so as not to be a "pussy."

As Tess applied the wax and subsequently ripped it off, it did hurt, but it honestly wasn't that bad. I was proud of myself, thinking that maybe I wasn't such a pussy after all. Tess had me adjust into different positions to get to all the proper spots. Some hurt more than others, but overall, it was manageable.

"Time to turn over," Tess said. "Let me see that cute little girly ass."

Girly ass? Embarrassed, I rolled over. As I did, I pressed my cock against the table. It felt good. I wasn't hard. But I was most definitely very aware of the sensation in what Tess had called "one of the smaller penises" she had ever seen.

Tess went to work on my butt and the backs of my legs, and then after a while, she told me to get on all fours. Well, this was embarrassing, with me in a position as if I were a filthy slut just begging to take a cock up my ass. Actually, I had thought about that quite a bit. Not a real cock, but a strap-on, from a sexy woman like Tess. Obviously, that wasn't going to happen now, though. Tess applied wax to the crack of my ass. For some reason, the wax felt much hotter than it had anywhere else. As she ripped the wax away, she told me to roll back over and relax.

Yeah, right, relax.

"I'm going to do your nose and your eyebrows, too," Tess said. "They certainly need it."

The eyebrows weren't so bad, but her doing my nose hurt like hell. I couldn't help but whimper a bit.

"See, I knew you were a pussy," Tess said.

"OK," she continued. "Just lie there for a bit. I need to see how your skin reacts over the next few minutes in order to determine if you need any lotion applied. I'll be back in a few minutes. Would you like a magazine or anything?"

"Uh, no, thanks," I said. "I'm feeling a little bit tired. I think I'll just rest."

"Suit yourself," Tess said. "I'll be back. Oh, and no playing with yourself."

Yeah, sure, I thought. I'm not sure I even want to, right now, but now I don't even have control over that? Jesus.

I actually did doze off, lying there. I have no idea how long it had been when I heard Tess' voice again.

"Wake up, Sleepyhead," she said.

As I opened my eyes, I realized that Tess was not alone.

"What did I tell you?" Tess said.

She was speaking to the woman from the front desk! What was her name? Oh, yeah, Betty, that was it. She was standing right there, along with Tess, both staring down at my nudity.

"You're right," Betty said. "I'll admit that I thought you were exaggerating. But it is probably the smallest one I've ever seen, too. I bet he never gets any pussy!"

"Yeah, and even if he did," Tess said, "it's not like a woman would even feel that little, tiny thing."

They were talking, comparing notes, like schoolgirls, as if I wasn't even there. The absolutely gorgeous Tess and the slightly oversized, but still sexy, Betty. They laughed. Clearly, I was nothing more than an object of their pity.

And with that realization, just as Tess had turned away to do some clean-up, my cock began to get aroused. I couldn't help it. Lying there, naked, in front of these women, I suddenly became turned on. Had Tess been the only one there, my predicament might have escaped unnoticed, but that wasn't the case.

"Uh, Tess, our little friend here is getting worked up," Betty said.

Tess turned around and smiled.

"The poor, little fucker," she said. "Well, fucker isn't the right word. It's not like he could fuck anyone with that little thing."

Betty laughed heartily.

"I gotta go," she said. "Good luck with little dinky dick."

"See ya, girl," Tess said. "OK, little man, time for you to get dressed and be on your way."

"So, my skin is OK," I asked.

"Oh yeah," she said. "It was fine all along. I just made that up to buy some time until Betty could come in and see your ridiculous excuse for a penis. To be honest, it's more like the size of a clit. A little sissy clit.

"Boy, Monica is going to have some fun with you."

I had almost forgotten. Mistress Monica. She was the reason I was here in the first place.

"I'll be giving her a full report," Tess said. "I don't imagine she will be too happy that you got hard in front of Betty and me. I suppose you'll be punished for that.

"Anyway, you can pay on your way out. I'll see you next time, if that's what Monica wants."

With that, Tess breezed out the door, leaving me to dress. I didn't even know what to think, or how to feel. I was beyond embarrassed. I proceeded out the door and to the front of the spa, where Betty was waiting.

"So, how's it feel?" she asked.

"Not too bad, I guess," I said. "Different, for sure."

"No, I mean how does it feel to be objectified, embarrassed and humiliated in front of a couple of sexy women, and to owe $200 for the privilege? After all, being that small can't feel good for anyone who views himself as a man."

"Uh, yeah, well, I'll manage," I said, reaching into my wallet. I forked over two C-notes and was about to leave when Betty spoke again.

"Did Tess give you instructions for the after-care?" she asked.

"No, I don't believe she did," I responded.

Betty proceeded to explain that I was to avoid sweating, swimming and hot tubs for 24-48 hours.

"Oh, and no sex, either -- not that that would be a problem for you," she continued. "But what might be a problem for you is no masturbation, either. Your skin is far too sensitive for jerking off. Believe me, you'll regret it if you do."

Christ. There was nothing I wanted more than to get home and stroke my little cock. I wanted to ask how long I would have to wait. How embarrassing. But Jesus. I had been humiliated so much already. Did it really matter?

"For how long?" I asked.

Laughing, Betty looked at me, and then looked beyond me to the remainder of the waiting room. For the first time, I realized there were two young women sitting there, two sexy, young women who obviously had heard everything, and were laughing under their breath.

"Probably going to be the longest 48 hours of your life, Sweetie. Good luck!"

I glanced at the women in the waiting room, and then back at Betty one more time. Again, her bountiful breasts caught my attention.

I am totally fucked, I thought. Then I wondered what else Mistress Monica had in store for me.