Melissa's Ordinary Day Ch. 09

"Oh, Meestress, I am so sorry! I do not know what came ovair me!" she cried, quickly dismounting from Jess, who groaned at the loss of the feeling of her fellow sex slave's muscle ring around her cock. As soon as that was gone, Jess felt herself beginning to deflate and holy shit, was she sensitive!

"I understand, girl. We'll deal with that when the time is right. For now, I want you and Jessica to join me in the shower. We all need one."

"Yes, Meestress," the blonde responded. She rushed toward the bathroom, the sound of the shower coming on meeting Sharon's and Jessica's ears a few seconds later.

"Let's go," Sharon said, standing and holding her hand out to Jess.

She could only grin. This was so incredibly sexy! "Yes, Mistress," Jessica responded. She followed Sharon into the bathroom.

Melissa stood next to the door to Sharon's enormous en suite shower. Her head was bowed and she had her hands clasped together just above her glistening shaft. That was still completely erect.

Sharon walked over and took her chin in her hand, pulling the shorter woman's gaze up to meet hers. "What's your name, again?"

"Liana, Meestress."

"And do you understand what that name means, Liana?"

"Eet means eisair 'bound' or 'wrapped up,' Meestress. I am bound for you, Meestress," she answered with a soft voice. The look in her eyes was a mix of willing, consuming submission and intense arousal.

"Very good. Now I want you and Jessica to wash me."

"At once, Meestress!"

"Yes, Mistress," Jess also answered. Even though she had spoken with the same accent as if she had since she learned to speak English, Jessica now didn't think that she could speak with that French accent if someone held a gun to her head. Which just demonstrated how deep in both of their heads their Mistress really was, she pondered as she and "Liana" followed Sharon into the shower. It was at the perfect temperature, just where Sharon liked it. Sharon smiled at the knowledge that she had these two trained so well.

They both began to do as she had instructed. Liana got her Mistress's curvaceous body wet while Jessica assisted with wetting her long brown hair. Sharon sighed, the feeling of their gentle hands on her body both a little arousing and highly sensual. She just left her eyes closed as her girls served her. They washed her hair for her, then rinsed it and did the same with conditioner, then soaped her whole body up and took great care to scrub her clean with her body wash and loofah. By the end of it, the soft skin of their bodies against hers and their incredible gentleness with which they washed her penis had the blood flowing to it again, despite the fact that she had just had an orgasm within the last hour.

Once she was squeaky-clean and all rinsed off, she pulled each of them in for a soft but passionate kiss. "That was very good, girls. Now wash each other off," she directed.

The shower had four adjustable heads and so she could stand in her own spray while she watched her two—and she almost giggled at the phrase, knowing what it did to both of them, even though it was very offensive to most of her trans sisters—shemale sex slaves wash and scrub each other's bodies. The erection that had gotten started while they washed her member was now in full force. She watched their feminine bodies glistening in the water as it fell, their curves—and the incongruous to most thick cocks dangling in front of them—slippery from the soap, and was reminded of just how much these two had done to please her.

She smirked as she saw that their cleaning had had the same effect on them as it had on her: they were both sporting erections now, as well.

"Let's get dried off," she declared, turning off the water to her shower head.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Yes, Meestress." They did the same, got out, and dried their Mistress off first. She sighed with how good it felt, and felt herself getting even more aroused as she thought about how it was just as much of a turn-on for them to submit to her will.

Once she was dried off, her hair wrapped in a cotton t-shirt rather than a towel, as that was more effective at drying long hair, they dried themselves and did the same with their hair. Melissa/Liana held out her terrycloth robe for her to step into it. She felt luxurious as she did. They dried their hair fully and took care of any bathroom needs as well.

She led them back to the bedroom. "Liana."

"Yes, Meestress," came the immediate answer. Melissa/Liana stood in front of Sharon in a very submissive posture. Her head was bowed and her hands were behind her back. This did nothing to hide the blonde's thick erection that stood before her.

"Now that you're all cleaned up, I want you wearing proper clothing."

"At once, Meestress," was the reply and "Liana" rushed into the closet to get dressed.

She turned to Jessica. "Go clean off the device that you were wearing and bring it back to me."

"Yes, Mistress," she said and rushed off to obey. Alone for a moment, Sharon considered exactly what she wanted to do next. With a smile, she decided.

Jessica returned first, the cock cage's steel glistening. She handed it to her Mistress. Moments later "Liana" emerged from the closet. Her hair was perfect, as was her makeup. She was proportioned a little differently than Jess, so the fit was a bit different but otherwise she wore an exact match of what Jessica had been wearing when she'd thought that she was Giséle. The same stockings, heels, and maid "uniform" that showed off Melissa's voluminous breasts and highlighted her hips.

"I am ready to sairve you, Meestress," she said softly, returning to the same subservient pose.

"Good girl," Sharon told her. It didn't have the same effect of sending her toward a trance as Sharon had "disabled" it, for lack of a better term. "Put that on her," she ordered Jessica.

"Yes, Mistress," she replied, kneeling before her shorter partner in willing sexual slavery. Without being told, "Liana" held up the front of her skirt so that the ruffles wouldn't interfere. Jess pulled the tiny satin panties down to Liana's knees. The erection hadn't gone down. In fact, it appeared to be even more engorged. The redhead glanced up at her Mistress, a questioning look on her face.

Jess and Liana both heard something come out of their Mistress' mouth but didn't understand it. Within fifteen seconds, however, they were both completely flaccid. "That should make it easier."

It took a few minutes and a little lube but shortly Melissa's cock was still totally soft but encased in a stainless steel cage. And it was padlocked shut.

Jess stood as she heard another word that she couldn't make out. After another fifteen seconds had passed, she was back to half-mast. Liana groaned, "Zees ees uncomfortabail, Meestress." Sharon smiled a little to herself. She'd made it so that Melissa could indulge her dominant side over the past eighteen hours or so, but she knew—perhaps better than the transwoman knew herself, having spent quite a bit of time deep in her psyche—just how submissive she loved to be as well. And so she'd sprung this "trap" on Melissa, turning her into Liana, at least in Melissa's mind.

That included this chastity device, and making sure that at the slightest arousal, Liana would be especially prone to the physical manifestations of her arousal, knowing full well that it would make her life difficult for a short time. "I'm sure that it is, Liana, but I know how horny you can get, and I want to make sure that you don't use that thing unless you have my permission."

She glanced up at her Mistress, blushed, then lowered her gaze again. "Yes, Meestress, zat is true." "Liana's" nipples were clear through the thin material of her "uniform."

Sharon put two fingertips on the woman's chin and pulled her gaze up, then kissed her. "You always do a good job of serving me, Liana."

There was a genuine smile in return. "Sank you, Meestress. I will make every endeavair to ensure zat I serve you ze best zat I can."

"I know you will." Another kiss. She turned to Jessica whose cheeks were flushed as well. Her nipples had crinkled into hard pebbles the size of pencil erasers, and while her hands were at her sides, it was clear that she had to make an effort not to play with her own very hard cock. She whispered a few instructions into Jess's ear.

"Yes, Mistress," she answered, hurrying off. Liana's head was still down with her gaze pointed at the floor, so she only heard rustling and a couple of drawers opening and closing.

Equipment in hand, Sharon said, "Liana, turn around and get on your hands and knees."

"Yes, Meestress." She obeyed instantly. Since there had been no instructions otherwise, her microscopic panties were still around her knees, which was just as well since they had zero chance of containing the chastity device. Sharon had Jessica flip Liana's skirts up, giving them both the treat of seeing what was really Melissa's lovely behind.

Sharon took from Jessica the bottle of lube and the butt plug that she had retrieved. "Liana" didn't remember the thorough fucking that Jessica had just given her ass, and so she was a little surprised at how easily the lubed up plug that her Mistress slid into and seated itself inside her ass. She couldn't help but clamp down on it, gasping at the stretch as its thickest part slid past her muscle ring. She felt her imprisoned cock throb with arousal and groaned. She didn't remember that she was Melissa, but she did remember how much it turned her on to be dominated mentally and physically. Another involuntary flex of her PC muscles and she let out a whimper. She also had been instructed to forget that before she had become "Liana," her instructions had been to hold in any cum that was deposited inside her ass. Sharon was impressed that she had managed to follow that as well as she did.

"How do you feel, Liana?"

"Ohhh...so very, very full, Meestress," she sighed in response.

"Good. Stand up." Melissa did as she was told. "Pull her panties up, Jess."

"Yes, Mistress." They really only contained "Liana's" scrotum, the cage that contained her cock being far too big for the tiny triangle of cloth to cover.

Next Sharon attached leather cuffs to Liana's wrists and padlocked them on. She then took a three-foot-long steel bar with attachments for restraints at both ends and after holding it up to the back of the blonde's neck, attached each of the wrist cuffs to the end of the bar. Now her hands were not quite completely useless but severely restrained being held out past her shoulders.

"Try to touch yourself," Sharon ordered. Melissa/Liana waved her arms around comically in a vain attempt to make contact with her own body. The best she could manage with a lot of struggle was to bend at her waist and brush her hand against her stocking-clad legs. This was so sexy to be bound and dressed like a slut with her cock hard but restrained and a large plug in her ass!

"I cannot, Meestress," she explained after a few moments' effort.

"Good." Sharon retrieved a pair of clover nipple clamps and said to Jessica, "Pull the cups of her uniform down."

"Yes, Mistress," Jess replied. Liana's firm DD cup breasts spilled out. Sharon noted with little surprise that her blonde slave's nipples were rock hard, the size of a short stack of dimes with the areolas crinkled around them. Sharon pinched each of her stiff nipples and seated the clamp's pads at the base of the nipple, evoking a gasp followed by a frustrated moan both times.

She checked her handiwork then asked, "How does that feel, Liana?"

"Liana" groaned again. "Zey hurt but zey make me so aroused, Meestress. Sank you."

"Good girl," she said with a smile as she caressed the bound woman's cheek. As part of her instructions, just like it had been with Jess the day before, Melissa's normal response to that phrase was suspended. She didn't start to slip into a trance. Jessica, however, did, sighing softly.

"Now, Liana, here's what's going to happen. You're going to sit on that chair over there," she nodded to a seat in the corner of the room. "And you're going to watch me have some fun with my other slave girl, here."

She blushed for some reason and bowed her head. "Yes, Meestress." Maybe it was the humiliation of being dressed and restrained the way that she was. Either way, she reveled in the dull ache in her nipples, the discomfort of the cage around her erection keeping it from getting fully erect, and the fullness in her ass. All of that added to "Liana's" anticipation of watching Miss Jessica being used by her Mistress.

She tried to settle herself in the chair but every single movement she made shifted the large plug in her ass around, making her clench her muscles around it, which not only rubbed it against her prostate but flexed her imprisoned shaft that had begun to leak precum.

Sharon noticed and ordered, "I don't want you staining my furniture. Go get a towel before you leak all over it."

Inwardly groaning, she answered, "Yes, Meestress," and struggled to her feet. She had to twist her torso to fit through the bathroom door. The sound of her high heels clicking on the tiles combined with her hips swaying as she walked was delicious, causing her to leak even more. Additionally, every step caused her big breasts to bounce, which disturbed the clamps on her nipples, sending little short shocks out through her body. She yelped when one of her exposed and clamped nipples brushed the door to the closet, bright hot pain leaping out of her nipple and sending another jolt of pleasure to her shaft.

It was very awkward retrieving the towel from the shelf, and she yelped again as her other nipple caught on the door. She was getting soooo turned on!

She walked back into the bedroom, adoring the feeling of the plug shifting as she moved. She couldn't help but put one foot directly in front of the other—Sharon's orders in her subconscious—which necessitated that she roll her hips, making the plug stimulate her even more.

It was even more awkward to get the towel situated on the chair as she had been directed, but Liana managed it. Her skin was covered by a light sheen of sweat from the exertion and arousal as she tried to sit slowly but only managed to plop down in the chair. A groan escaped her lips when the plug sent even deeper into her rear passage.

Now that that was complete and she'd verified that the tip of her cage was on the towel, she was able to pay attention to the other two women.

Mistress Sharon had Miss Jessica standing at the edge of the bed. They had both shed their robes, revealing their glorious bodies. Miss Jessica's face had begun to show that blank look that she knew that they both adopted when they were in a trance. Liana felt herself throb again, clenching her ass again. She didn't know that that was also one of her instructions: any time that she saw something that she thought was sexy, she would automatically contract her PC muscles. Seeing that blank look taking over the redhead's face was definitely sexy.

Sharon glanced over to ensure that her directive had been followed, then began stroking Jessica's body with a light touch, planting gentle kisses on her cheeks and lips as she did, murmuring that she was a good girl. She watched as Jess simultaneously slid into a trance where she could only feel and obey and her member got harder and harder. Eventually her lips met with Jessica's, and though she was well on her way to being fully in a hypnotic trance, Sharon felt her kiss back with a subdued but very much there passion.

They continued making out, their large tits pressed together, Sharon's hands still caressing and exploring the redhead's body. Liana barely heard herself moan while she clenched her muscles again. She risked a very quick look down and saw that she'd leaked enough precum to cause a dark spot on the towel that was the size of a quarter.

Looking back up, she saw that they were no longer kissing anymore. Not each other, at least. Sharon had bent down and appeared to be kissing Jess' neck at a slow and deliberate pace. Jess' face was pointed at Liana and she groaned again, the almost complete look of emptiness on the woman's face making her even more horny and jealous at the same time.

Her Mistress turned their bodies slightly so that Liana could see both of them. Their hard shafts stood out with prominence before themselves. Jess, being shorter, had the top of her "skirt snake" brushing against the bottom of Sharon's shaft. Her face kept looking more and more empty as her Mistress' lips traveled over her soft skin. Low wordless sounds of pure lust came from Jessica's throat.

As if she were moving in maple syrup, at Sharon's guidance, she turned toward the bed and bent over, resting her palms on the bed. "Liana" licked her lips with hunger and felt a flood of saliva in her mouth when she saw the redhead's large breasts hanging before her. Miss Jessica's face stayed pointed in Melissa's direction but her lovely eyes didn't see a thing. Her mouth was slack and hanging open. It looked like she was going to be drooling outright.

Between her dangling globes, Liana noticed that she could make out individual veins on Jess' dick, it was so hard. That prompted another flex of her Pubococcygeus muscle, which led to another sound of pleasure and another drip of fluid from her imprisoned—and very, very hard!—dick.

Sharon heard the utterances of both women in the room and allowed herself a small grin. They were both right where she wanted them, and that turned her on so very much. She positioned herself behind Jessica after coating her own turgid member with lube and then began applying pressure with the head at Jess' asshole. The girl groaned, pushing back. Despite having been thoroughly fucked only an hour or so earlier, Sharon couldn't help but let out a groan of her own, the entrance to Jessica's ass caressing her with heavenly pressure.

Within a moment or two she was inside the nude woman to the hilt. Jess was clamping her ass down and groaning a little every time she exhaled. Sharon gave her own PC muscles a contraction. "UhhhUHHH!" was the sound Jess made. The pitch climbed quite a bit when the cock in her ass expanded. She was already so full!

After situating her hands on the girl's hips, the girls' Mistress began sliding in and out, starting out at a very slow pace. She wanted this to last. Every stroke in and out seemed to be bathing Jessica in ecstasy the likes of which words couldn't describe.

Liana was transfixed. Her ass was gripping its plug constantly now. It was just so sexy! She couldn't touch her own body (well, not enough to matter), there was the burn of the clamps on her nipples, the pressure against her girlcock from the cage, the large lump of latex in her rear end, and on top of that, her sexy best friend was drooling and staring off into space, grunting, while her even more beautiful Mistress was slowly fucking her from behind with her even bigger cock! She whimpered with desire. She was so goddamn jealous of her friend right now! Or as she thought of it, her employer's...friend...who was always so nice to her. That tempered her jealousy a little bit.

"Get up, Liana. I want you to kneel in front of Jessica for this." She'd had a little inspiration while she fucked her redheaded slave slut.

"Yes, Meestress," Liana responded. It was a struggle to get to her feet but she managed. She wobbled over to where they were and tried to be graceful getting down on her knees but she only managed an awkward thump. That sent her big tits moving and she gasped, the clamps biting down on her nipples with an intensity she hadn't felt in a while. Her attempting-to-be-an-erection throbbed in sympathy.