Sissy Jenny In Prague - The Studio

This isn't a love story and it can be very intense. If you prefer vanilla sex you should probably move on.

DAY 1

JENNY ARRIVES AT THE STUDIO

Jenny's debut video featuring her, Mistress Dahlia, and two black guys from the Prague studio had done very well, with lots of sales. After the success of the first video, the studio contacted Mistress Dahlia and the next thing Jenny knew, she was on her way to Prague.

Sissy Jenny had arrived in Prague the previous night and stayed at a hotel close to the studio where she was scheduled to shoot her scenes. A girl from the studio had met her at the airport and helped her settle in. Jenny was really excited to be shooting here; the studio was known for filming extreme scenes that included all the kinks she was into, such as fisting, humiliation, and piss drinking.

Jenny, at only 5 feet tall and weighing 90 pounds, looked just like a naughty schoolgirl in her short plaid skirt and sheer white blouse. Her long blonde hair was styled into pigtails with pink bows, and her lips were coated in wet-look pink lip gloss. The perfect amount of black eyeliner made her bright blue eyes pop, and the finishing touches of frilly pink bobby socks with black patent leather shoes completed the look.

Jenny's thin, hairless body had pale light skin, and she had grown cute little A-cup titties since Mistress Dahlia had started her on hormone treatments. To further enhance her youthful appearance, Mistress Dahlia had arranged for Jenny to get fake braces. And, of course, under her skirt, her little clitty was locked up in a cute iridescent pink plastic chastity cage. As an added touch, a cute little pink bow was tied beneath her cute little hairless balls and over her caged clitty. She was also wearing a girly perfume that Mistress Dahlia had given her to wear on special occasions.

The attention to detail was impressive, and Jenny couldn't help but feel aroused by the thought of being so meticulously prepared for her role. She felt like a living doll, ready to be played with and toyed with to her dominants heart's content. Jenny was a teen dream sissy femboy fucktoy for the dominants at the studio to use any way they wanted.

Jenny took a car ride service to the studio, and when she arrived, she rang the buzzer at the main door. As she waited for someone to answer, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous about what was to come. Her clitty was pushing hard against her cage at the thought of what was going to happen at the studio. She knew that the studio was known for filming extreme scenes, which excited her, but this was a big studio, and it was her first big shoot. She would be filming here every day this week, Monday through Friday.

Jenny tried to shake off her nerves as the door buzzed, signaling that she could enter. She pushed open the door and stepped inside, taking a deep breath. The studio was larger than she had imagined, with several different rooms and sets.

A big, muscular black guy was standing in the entryway. "Can I help you?" he asked.

Jenny bit her lower lip and struck her best little submissive schoolgirl pose, holding her hands in front of her and speaking in her most girly voice. "I'm here for my lesson," she said.

"I think you're in the wrong place, little girl," the guy said. But then he did a double-take and said, "Oh my God, you're Jenny!"

"Well, well, well," he said. "If it isn't Jenny. Mistress Dahlia's little sissy. Your reputation precedes you, you know. I hear you're quite the kinky little submissive."

Jenny felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine at his words. Her little clitty throbbed in it's cage. She knew that hungry look in his eyes, and it was making her feel more and more aroused by the second.

"Yes, sir," she said, lowering her eyes demurely. "I'm very eager to please, sir."

The guy chuckled, his eyes still roaming over her body. "I can see that," he said. "You know, I think we're going to have a lot of fun together."

Jenny's heart skipped a beat as the guy stepped closer to her, his breath hot against her neck. "While you're here, you can call me Daddy," he said in a low, seductive voice.

Jenny felt a rush of desire flood through her body at his words, and she knew that she was in for an unforgettable experience. "Yes, Daddy," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

The guy took Jenny's wrist, holding it like she was a little girl, and led her through the studio. Jenny felt a rush of excitement at the way he was treating her, and she couldn't help but feel like a helpless little sissy in his strong grip.

As they walked through the studio, he turned to Jenny and asked, "So, little girl, what should we call you while you're here?"

Jenny felt a thrill run through her at his question, and she looked up at him with a coy smile. "Whatever you want, Daddy," she said.

As they walked through the studio, Daddy turned to her and said, "From now on, how about we just call you our stupid american slut?" "Some of the biggest sluts weve ever had film here were from the USA".

Jenny felt a rush at his words, and she nodded eagerly. "Yes, Daddy," she said. "I like that."

The guy smiled at her, pleased with her response, pulling her along by her wrist. His big hand completely covered hers. Jenny was excited at the way he was treating her, and she couldn't help but feel like a helpless little sissy in his strong grip.

As they walked, she could feel the eyes of the crew on her, and she blushed with embarrassment. But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel aroused by the attention. She knew that she was here to be used and abused, and the thought made her feel incredibly submissive.

Daddy continued to hold Sissy Jenny's wrist and led her through the studio to a room filled with makeup tables, the biggest bottles of lube Jenny had ever seen, and an array of toys - most of them huge.

Jenny looked around in awe at all the equipment, feeling both excited and a little bit nervous. She knew that this was where she was going to be spending most of her time for the next week, and she couldn't wait to get started.

"Wow," she said, her eyes wide with wonder. "This place is amazing."

Daddy chuckled. "Glad you like it, sissy," he said. "We have everything here that a little sub like you could possibly need."

Jenny blushed at Daddy's words, feeling incredibly submissive.

"Are you ready to get started?" Daddy asked, turning to her with a wicked grin.

Jenny nodded eagerly. "Yes, Daddy," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Daddy chuckled again, clearly amused by her eagerness. "Good girl," he said, patting her on the head.

Daddy wants to see how submissive this little sub is, so he pulls out his big black cock and says, "Show me how grateful you are to be here."

Jenny's is shocked, but her heart raced as she heard Daddy's command. She didn't imagine being welcomed to the studio this way. But her submissiveness, and her training took over. She got on her knees, stuck out her tongue, and held her hands behind her back, pushed her little ass out and presenting herself to him like the perfect little sissy slut that she was.

Daddy grabbed her pigtails and pushed his big black cock into her mouth and Jenny began to suck it like it was the best thing she had ever tasted. She remembered all the lessons that Mistress Dahlia had taught her about how to please a dominant, and she put them to use. Soon she took it all the way down her throat, feeling Daddy's cock pulse with pleasure as he breathed heavily.

"Good girl," Daddy said, his voice thick with desire. "You're so well-trained. That's it, suck it like a good American slut."

It wasn't long before Daddy was breathing harder and harder, and Jenny knew that he was close to cumming. She redoubled her efforts, taking him balls deep into her throat and holding it there, until finally, with a loud groan, he came in her mouth.

Jenny swallowed it all obediently, feeling the hot cum slide down her throat. She stayed on her knees, looking up at him with her big, innocent eyes.

Daddy smiled down at her, patting her head. "Good girl," he said again.

The whole time Natalie, the girl from the airport that had welcomed Jenny, has been watching with amusement from across the room. Jenny knows her as the girl from the airport but she is actually a top mistress at the studio.

As Daddy finished, Jenny caught a knowing look between Natalie and him. It seemed like Daddy had planned this whole thing with her.

Natalie approached them with a smirk, her eyes flicking over Jenny's. "Good job, slut," she said, patting Jenny's head.

As Daddy puts his big black cock away he turns to Natalie and says, "Natalie, can you help me get our little sissy here prepped for her first scene?"

Natalie smirked and approached Jenny. "Sure thing," she said, her eyes glinting with mischief. "I think I can handle her."

Jenny gulped nervously, feeling a shiver run down her spine at the look in Natalie's eyes.

Natalie stepped forward and looked Jenny up and down. "Oh yes, our new little sissy." she said, grinning wickedly.

Jenny blushed, feeling a little bit embarrassed by the attention. She knew that she had a reputation for being a kinky little sub, but it was still a little bit intimidating to be faced with someone like Natalie.

Natalie raised her eyebrows and gave Daddy a knowing look. "Looks like we have a total sub on our hands," she said.

Daddy let out a deep chuckle, his hand moving to pat Jenny on the head again. "Yes, that's right," he said, "we'll have plenty of fun with our new toy." Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Oh, and by the way," he said, "I've decided to give her a new name. No longer will she go by the boring old name of 'Jenny.' From now on, she shall be known as 'Stupid American Slut'."

Jenny felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment at her new name. She knew this studio was extreme but she didn't expect to be greeted with humiliation and degradation. However, even as she felt humiliated she was painfully aware of how turned on she was. She was Daddy's sissy, after all, and it was her duty to submit to his every whim and desire.

As Daddy continued to stroke her head, Natalie watched with a look of amusement on her face. Jenny remembered her as the girl who had welcomed her at the airport, but it was clear that she held a position of power within the studio. Natalie stepped forward, a cruel smile on her lips, and delivered a hard slap across Jenny's face.

"Is that right, bitch?" she asked, her voice dripping with contempt.

Mistress Natalie laughs, "Is that right stupid American slut."

Jenny's heart sinks at the sound of her new name. She can feel the eyes of the crew on her, watching her with amusement. And then, without warning, Natalie slaps her hard across the face again.

Natalie sneers, looking Jenny up and down. "You're just a worthless little slut for us to use however we please."

Jenny can feel herself getting aroused by the humiliation, and she can feel her clitty getting harder in her chastity cage. She knows that she's here to serve, and she's willing to do whatever it takes to please her dominants.

"Yes, Mistress," she whispers, lowering her eyes in submission.

But Natalie isn't done yet. She continues to taunt and humiliate Jenny, making her feel small and worthless.

"You're nothing but a filthy little whore," she says, her voice dripping with disdain. "And we're going to use you until you're nothing but a puddle of cum and piss on the floor."

Daddy can feel himself getting hard again at the sound of Natalie's words. He loves watching Jenny being humiliated and degraded, and he can't wait to see what else they have in store for her.

"Good girl," he says, with a smirk. "You're so well-trained to take our abuse."

Jenny can feel the tears welling up in her eyes at the humiliation, but she knows that this is what she was meant for. She was born to serve, and she'll do whatever it takes to please her dominants.

"Yes, Daddy," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.

Natalie chuckles at the sight of Jenny, her face red from the slaps and her eyes brimming with tears.

"You're going to make a great addition to the studio," she says, with a smirk. "We'll break you in just fine, little sissy."

Jenny can feel herself trembling with excitement and fear at the prospect of what's to come. She knows that she's in for a wild ride, but she's willing to do whatever it takes to please her dominants and become the perfect stupid American slut.

As Natalie began to gather the necessary equipment, Daddy turned to Jenny and said, "Now, my stupid American slut, I want you to listen carefully to everything that Natalie tells you to do. She's an expert in getting our little subs ready for their scenes."

Jenny nodded eagerly, feeling a little bit overwhelmed by everything that was happening. She knew that she was in good hands with Daddy and Natalie, but she also couldn't help feeling a little bit nervous about what was to come.

Natalie hands Jenny two pills and says, "Take these, stupid American slut. They'll just help you relax, and soon you'll be ready to do whatever we want."

Jenny eagerly takes the pills, trusting Natalie's judgment. "Thank you, Mistress," she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

Natalie chuckles. "Good girl," she says. "You're so obedient. I can't wait to see what we can make you do."

Twenty minutes later Jenny was feeling the effects of the pills as she sat there, mindlessly scrolling through her phone. She had no idea how much time had passed until Natalie returned to the room. Jenny looked up, and as soon as she saw Natalie's commanding presence, she knew what was expected of her.

Natalie's voice was stern and dominant as she said, "On your knees and worship my feet, stupid American slut."

"Get that ass up," Natalie ordered. "Always present your ass like it needs to be fucked. And always keep that back bowed nice and sexy."

Jenny obeyed, presenting her ass and arching her back as instructed. She felt a rush of humiliation and arousal as she kissed Natalie's feet.

Natalie loved every second of it, reveling in the power she had over Jenny. "Good girl," she said,

Without a moment's hesitation, Jenny reached for the zipper on Natalie's black boots and began to pull it down. She then carefully removed the boots, revealing the smelly socks that Natalie had been wearing all day.

Natalie smirked down at Jenny. "Are you ready to worship my feet, slave?" she asked, her voice dripping with disdain.

Jenny nodded eagerly, her heart pounding with anticipation. She reached for Natalie's socks and slowly peeled them off, revealing her bare feet.

Natalie's feet were soft and smooth, with delicate arches and perfectly shaped toes. Her toenails were painted a deep shade of red.

Jenny inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of Natalie's feet. They smelled musky and slightly sweaty, with a hint of leather from the boots she had been wearing.

Without another word, Jenny began to run her hands over Natalie's feet, feeling the smoothness of her skin and the contours of her toes. She then lowered her head and pressed her lips to Natalie's feet, kissing and licking every inch of her soles and toes.

As she worshiped Natalie's feet, Jenny knew that she was completely at the mercy of her Mistress, and she relished the feeling of submission and obedience that came with it.

Natalie looked down on Jenny with a mixture of satisfaction and amusement, watching as the young woman eagerly obeyed her every command. "That's it, Jenny," she said, her voice husky with pleasure. "You have such a talented tongue. Keep worshiping my feet like the good little slave you are."

Natalie couldn't wait to see how far she could push Jenny's limits, and she knew that the drugs would only make her more compliant. She decided to test Jenny's submissiveness further by telling her to crawl to the other side of the room and bark like a dog.

Jenny hesitated for a moment, feeling a pang of embarrassment at the thought of barking like a dog. But the drugs were already making her mind fuzzy, and the desire to please was overwhelming.

So, she did as she was told, crawling on all fours and barking like a dog. She could hear the crew laughing at her, and she felt a rush of humiliation and shame. But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel aroused by the degradation.

Natalie watched with amusement as Jenny crawled and barked like a dog, enjoying the power she had over her submissive sissy. She couldn't wait to take it further and see how far she could push her limits. The thought of fisting her made her wet with anticipation.

"Alright, sissy," Natalie said with a grin. "Let's get you prepped for your first day."

Reaching up to her neck, Natalie retrieved a small key and showed it to Jenny. "Your mistress overnighted this to me," she said, a wicked gleam in her eye. "I own you while you're in Prague."

With a sly smile, Natalie lifted Jenny's skirt and used the key to unlock the chastity cage that was nestled between her legs. "Take off all your clothes, and the chastity cage too," she instructed.

Jenny hesitated for a moment, feeling a bit exposed and vulnerable. But she knew that she didn't have a choice if she wanted to please her Mistress and her new Master.

As she slowly undressed, Natalie watched her with a critical eye, sizing her up and making mental notes for later. "Don't worry, slut," she said, as Jenny removed the last of her clothing. "I'll lock you back up when we're done here."

Natalie examined Jenny closely, nodding in approval. "You look good," she said, smiling. "All we need to do is make sure you're cleaned out."

Taking Jenny by the wrist, Natalie led her to a nearby bathroom. "Get undressed and get in the tub," she instructed.

Jenny hesitated for a moment, feeling a bit nervous about the whole process. But before she could say anything, Natalie slapped her hard across the face.

"Don't ever question me," Natalie said firmly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Jenny was shocked and whimpered, feeling the sting of the slap still lingering on her cheek. She knew that she was going to have to be very careful around Natalie if she wanted to avoid getting punished again.

Jenny could feel herself getting hard from the slap. She was so embarrassed and humiliated by it. Natalie noticed, too, and giggled.

"Awww, little sissy slut got turned on by me slapping her," she teased. "My, my, that is a little clitty. How big is it?"

"Four inches, um, when hard," Jenny replied nervously.

Natalie slapped Jenny hard across the other cheek. The impact made Jenny whimper and tear up. But Natalie was getting turned on by the power she had over this sissy sub.

"How big is your clitty when it's hard, slut? Don't ever lie to me," Natalie demanded.

Jenny whimpered, a tear rolling down her cheek. But she was now totally rock hard.

"Th-Th-Three inches long, hard, ma'am," she stuttered.

Natalie laughed, relishing the power she had over Jenny. "Get in the tub, slut," she ordered.

Natalie noticed the small size of Jenny's breasts and decided to have a little fun with them. She twisted, pulled, and stretched Jenny's tiny titties, eliciting whimpers of pain and pleasure.

"I've heard you like nipple play, little sissy," Natalie teased. "Let's see how much you can take."

As Natalie played with Jenny's tiny titties, she could see the sissy's little clitty getting harder. Every time she pulled hard on Jenny's nipples the little dickette would jerk upwards. She smiled to herself, knowing that she was in control and could make Jenny do whatever she wanted.

Natalie continued to play with Jenny's nipples, stretching and pulling them until they were red and sore. She loved the feeling of power she had over Jenny, the way she could make her submit and squirm with just a touch.