Becoming Sissy Noel

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I wobbled in my pink 5-inch heels as Sandra excitedly pulled me down the hall towards her boyfriend. As we entered the living room Kyle was sitting man-spread on the couch watching baseball and drinking a Modelo. The coffee table was covered with empty beer cans and the remains of a pizza in its box. Kyle looked up when we entered.

"Damn bitch, your looking some way. Come over here. Now." Snap.

I walked over to where Kyle was sitting.

"Turn slut," Kyle twirled his finger in the air and I obeyed. Suddenly he slapped my ass with a firm, wide hand. I yelped out in pain and surprise. "I knew this was how you were meant to look the moment I saw you sissy." He slapped my ass again and I let out another squeak. "Clean up the table bitch, but leave the pizza. Oh and bring me another six pack while you're at it." He gave me another hard slap on my butt. "Get to it."

I began picking up the empty beer cans, but realized I didn't know where the kitchen was.

"Here princess, the kitchen's this way follow me." Sandra beckoned me towards her as she walked to an open door on the other side of the room. I followed as she led me into the kitchen.

"The fridge is right over there sissy and you put trash in the bin under the sink and recycling in this one here." Sandra pointed to a can by the door.

Her kitchen was rather large in comparison to her living room. There was an island and lots of cabinet and counter space. I placed the empty cans in the recycling as Sandra returned to the living room. Then I went over to the fridge and got another six pack of Modelo for Kyle. The fridge was mostly empty except for the beer and there was a lot of it. When I returned to the living room with the beer I found Kyle and Sandra making out on the couch. Kyle was lying on top of her, pinning her arms above her head as he kissed her aggressively. At first I froze, hesitating, but remembering what Kyle had asked of me I walked over and placed the six pack on the table and continued cleaning up. Standing there picking up cans, I could hear the soft movements of their lips and the delicate moans which Sandra occasionally made. Suddenly I heard a hard slap and a yelp. It made me stand at attention, but it wasn't my ass being slapped.

"Sissy, look at me."

I turned to face Kyle. He had released Sandra's arms and was sitting upright straddling her waist as Sandra laid on her stomach.

"See this." He slapped Sandra's ass again and she squealed. "This is mine." He turned Sandra's head and leaned down to kiss her deep and passionately. "You'll never have a woman like this Sissy. The best you can hope for is a woman who'll let you eat the cum out of her after her Alpha is through with her. Isn't that right sissy?"

"Yes Master."

"Say you'll never have a woman like this."

"I'll never have a woman like that Master." My clitty began to get hard under my skirt.

"Maybe if you ask Sandra she'll let you eat her out when I'm through with her."

"M-Mistress, can I eat you out once Kyle is through with you."

"Maybe if you're a good girl, Sissy. And you beg."

Just hearing Sandra say that made my clitty throb and my knees weak. She seemed like such an angle laying there with her soft brown hair and eyes, her delicate body and soothing voice. I used to dream of her ever even noticing me and now she was saying I might be allowed to eat her out? 'I better be a good girl for Mistress.'

"Enough gooning Sissy, get back to cleaning up," Kyle ordered.

I returned to my chore and continued tidying things up as Kyle and Sandra continued their foreplay and making out. It didn't take me long to finish and once I did I wasn't sure what to do. I ended up just standing by the table watching Kyle as he masterfully touched, caressed, and struck Sandra's body. She would make the most feminine cries as he confidently brought her to a state of passion. He began taking off articles of clothing. First her pink sweater, then her t-shirt, then her pants. He made a move with his hand and swiftly unclasped her bra, exposing Sandra's full breasts. My clitty was aching. It strained against the front of my panties as a hint of Kyle's cum came wafting up to my nose. Next Kyle removed Sandra's panties. As he peeled them off her hips a strand of liquid formed between the wet spot in her underwear and her pussy. He pulled them off her legs and threw them at me.

"A treat for the Sissy. Lick them clean bitch."

I immediately began running my tongue up and down the crotch of her panties, lapping up every bit of Sandra that I could. I didn't want to miss a drop. Right as I was finishing cleaning them, I watched Sandra lean in and whisper into Kyle's ear.

"Definitely, good idea. Sissy, come here," Kyle ordered as he stood up and pulled down his boxers. Sandra got out her phone and began recording me. "Kneel." I obeyed and instinctively opened my mouth. Kyle quickly filled it with his 8-inch hard on. "Good bitch."

I found that I was beginning to love being called a good bitch and a wave of pleasure overtook my as I tried to take as much of Kyle in my mouth as I could. I only got around half-way down before I started to gag and had to pull back a bit. his cock tasted good. I eagerly started bobbing my head back and forth on his dick, occasionally looking at the camera and Sandra.

"Moan while you suck it bitch. And don't forget to tell me what a slut you are."

I started to produce delicate little moans as I slowly took more and more of Kyle's manhood in my mouth. Feeling him inch further and further down my throat I began to moan louder and louder in ecstasy. I pulled him out of my mouth for a moment.

"I'm such a slut for your cock Master, I love the way it tastes. It's so big and yummy."

I hungrily stuck his cock back in my mouth and resumed bobbing on it, this time twisting my mouth like a pepper grinder as I went and using lots of tongue. I was getting closer and closer to the base of Kyle's cock and I eagerly awaited the moment when his balls would begin slapping against my chin. I pushed him deeper and deeper, trying to suppress my gag reflex as my moaning grew ever more desperate. Sandra came in for a close up with her phone. A trail of saliva began to run down my face and hung from my chin. I wanted it all down my throat so bad.

"That's it, Choke on that cock bitch!" Kyle grabbed my head and forced himself further down. I gagged but he wouldn't let up. My nose was barely touching Kyle's abdomen at this point so I struggled to get the last quarter inch in my mouth before Kyle let me breath. I pulled back and gasped.

"Your cock is so big Master it barely fits in my throat. Won't you let your weak sissy slut suck on it some more?" I was practically begging for it I needed his cock so bad. I opened my mouth invitingly for him. Kyle and Sandra exchanged a pleased look.

"I'll tell you what Sissy," Kyle began. "I'll let you suck it until I blow my load all over your pretty sissy face, but first I want you to look in the camera and tell everyone that your not really a boy, that you're a sissy slut, and what that means."

I turned to the camera beaming.

"Hi, I'm Sissy Noel. I know I used to tell people that I was a boy, but that's just not true. I'm a dirty, weak little sissy slut. That means that I like to prance around in the most feminine clothing and do whatever I'm asked, no matter how filthy or degrading."

"Aww, the sissy knows her place," Sandra teased from behind the camera.

"She does, she's been a surprisingly good slut today. I guess you've earned a reward Noel."

Kyle proceeded to shove his throbbing cock back into my mouth. I blissfully returned to sucking on it, feeling more and more feminine with each thrust. Soon I was taking the whole thing again as Kyle began to speed up, his balls finally beginning to slap me beneath the chin. He began a heavy grunting which contrasted with my weak and desperate moans. I had become lost in the sensation of Kyle's cock hitting the back of my throat over and over. My anticipation grew as I started to wonder how much longer until he came. I finally felt his member begin to twitch in my mouth and I quivered with excitement.

"Here it comes slut!"

Kyle pulled out and immediately spurted thick ropey jets of cum everywhere. I moaned in ecstasy as his seed coated my face and tongue. Sandra came in for another close up. His load tasted delicious and I couldn't wait to swallow it.

"Look at you, our little jizz soaked sissy whore, tell the people watching: did you like giving your first blow job?"

I nodded eagerly, my mouth still full of cum.

"Clean off your face bitch. And make sure you get every drop in your mouth; I don't want you wasting any of it."

I quickly began to scrape down my face with my fingers, collecting the cum and snowballing it in my mouth. Once I had it all in there I opened my it to the camera and then swallowed, opening again after to show the audience that I had eaten all of Kyle's cum.

"Good bitch," Kyle affirmed. I couldn't have been happier with myself.