Guiding Gwen, Part Four

Gwen and Dani

Madame Dani arrived at Gwen's that evening with a package...and clad in a black latex catsuit and black patent pumps. Her hair was again in a French roll and her makeup was dramatic and sultry. She handed the package to Gwen. "Your outfit for the night is in here. Get dressed--obey!"

Thirty minutes later, Gwen returned--looking more like a sissy than ever before. Her dress was an adult-sized version of a little girl's party attire. It was pink, with puff sleeves and lace all over. Her waist was circled by a pink satin sash, tied in a big bow at the back. The short skirt was made to seem even shorter by the three layers of pink and white petticoats under it, making it stand almost horizontal from her waist. Her legs were bare to the knee, below which she wore white knee socks and pink patent mary-jane shoes with five-inch heels. Her hands were covered in white lace gloves that let her fuchsia pink nails show through. She wore a blonde Shirley-Temple style wig, with a big bow above her left ear. It's all so humiliatingly childish, she thought. But not all of it was immature--her bodice was filled with a 40C bosom, making a striking contrast to the youthful nature of her clothing. And there was one other embarrassment. "Madame Dani, you didn't give me any panties!" she protested.

"No, Sissy Gwen, I did not," her mentor replied. "Tonight, your sissy-clit and ass-pussy must be completely accessible." As a finishing touch, Madame Dani produced a large pink pacifier and handed it to Gwen. "Suck nicely, sweetums...obey!"

As usual, Madame Dani gave Gwen no inkling of where they were going. She pulled the car into the driveway of a large mansion. As they entered, they were greeted by a pretty girl in a French maid's uniform, who asked their names. "Madame Dani and her plaything, Sissy Gwen," was the reply. The maid checked her clipboard and said, "Yes, you're on the list. Welcome to Club Lesbos. Cocktails are being served in the drawing room to your left."

As they entered, Madame Dani clipped a collar and leash to Gwen. "For your protection, dear...an unleashed or unbound sub here is fair game for any domme-dyke." And the room was full of such types, in all manner of attire. Some were in fetish gear like Madame Dani, others in elegant formal wear, and still others in sexy cocktail dresses. There were obvious submissives as well...but these were in still more erotic attire. Many were like Gwen, dressed in lace and petticoats; others were in the skimpiest of latex or leather; some were naked save for g-strings and heels. Most were female...but there were a sprinkling of "male lesbians"--men who, like Gwen, were feminized and kept as playthings by dominant women.

They entered the room and mingled with the others. Madame Dani introduced herself to many of her sister dommes, but pointedly did not introduce Gwen unless asked. Gwen was not a person here, she was merely an extension of Madame Dani. As an interesting couple approached, Madame Dani gasped. "Oh, it's Vera Demanden and her daughter, Zoe...they're the most notorious pair of domme-dykes on the West Coast!"

The Demandens smiled as they came forward. "Madame Dani, isn't it?" Vera asked, extending her hand. "Come all the way from the East?"

Madame Dani took her hand and replied, "Why, yes, and I know you and your lovely daughter. But I'm surprised you know me...."

"Apparently, you and this pretty little thing made quite the stir at Chez Margaret the other day," Vera explained. "It's been all over the community!" She walked around Sissy Gwen and looked her up and down. "It is quite difficult to believe she isn't really female!"

"Would you like proof?" Madame Dani asked, a grin appearing on her face. "I'm quite willing to loan her to you and your daughter for an hour or so."

Loan me? Gwen went white under her makeup. Her eyes went wide with pleading, since the pacifier left her unable to protest in words. She took a step behind Madame Dani. "I think it would be good for her to learn how other dommes treat their submissives," Dani continued.

Vera smiled. "Such a generous offer," she said, taking Gwen's leash from Madame Dani. "Come, my dear, we'll find one of the private rooms for our little rendezvous." She and Zoe led the hapless sissy off, up the stairs, to the private areas. Once they had found an appropriate room, Vera said, "Zoe, strip her to her undies..." The younger Demanden did as intructed and was delighted when she discovered what was missing from Gwen's apparel. "Mother, look--she has no panties at all...and see that delightful appendage on the front." Gwen's sissy-clit was, indeed, in full erection from combined arousal and humiliation.

Vera reached into her bag and removed some paraphernalia. She handed a set of leather straps to her daughter. "Bind her to the bench...you know the proper position." In short order, Gwen was strapped onto the bench with her ass in the air and her legs wide apart. Her still-erect sissy-clit hung open and accessible. Vera held a strap-on harness and dildo out. "Zoe, honey, would you prefer to peg or milk?"

"Oh, milk always, Mommy...I love the feel of a hard male member in my hands--and emptying a sissy's balls!" Zoe answered, smiling.

"Very well," Vera said. "Then I will provide the rear stimulation to move things along," she added, as she buckled the harness around her hips, lubricated the dildo, and attached it to the front. She positioned herself behind the hapless Gwen, as Zoe knelt and prepared to take the sissy-clit in hand. "Relax, sweetie," Vera advised. "You'll enjoy this...."

With the pacifier in her mouth, Gwen could only moan in a combination of arousal and humiliation as the strap-on dildo slid into her anal opening, and as Zoe began a slow, steady stroking of her sissy-clit. Soon the mother-daughter team were operating in perfect synch, Zoe's hands moving in time with Vera's hips. In a very short time, Gwen began spurting her cock-cream...but one such climax was not enough! They continued their ministrations and Gwen spurted again...but not quite so much. They continued until Gwen had spurted a total of four times.

"I think she's empty, now," Zoe said, as her mother slid the dildo out of the exhausted sissy.

"I should think so," Vera replied. "And she should now be feeling completely emasculated and totally submissive and feminine--don't you, dear?"

Gwen nodded vigorously, for, indeed, she was absolutely empty of masculine power now. She was a completely milked and pegged sissy...ready to be returned to her Madame Dani. The two dommes gently unbound her and helped her back into her little-girl attire. "Go mince back to your mistress," Zoe said.

Gwen didn't so much mince as waddle back into the common room, feeling every muscle in her body ache from the way she had been used. Madame Dani lounged on a couch, surrounded by a bevy of sissies, all trying to attract her attention, but Dani's eyes were riveted on Gwen's approach. "Well, you look as if this has been a quite successful visit," she said, laughing. "I must remember to send Vera and Zoe a thank-you note for giving you such a delightful gift."

With that, she took Gwen in hand and led her back to the car.