Sissy's New Life

Chapter Ten: The Delivery

As the days passed, anticipation hung heavy in the air. Mitch couldn't shake the feeling of impending doom, knowing that the delivery of the male semen was imminent. Lanya had been preparing him for this day, slowly conditioning him to accept whatever depravity they had planned.

One evening, as Mitch sat in his cage, Lanya approached with a serious expression. "Mitch, it's time to prepare for the delivery," she announced, her voice filled with authority.

Mitch's heart sank at her words, knowing that the worst was yet to come. "Yes, Mistress," he replied, his voice barely a whisper.

Lanya led him to the living room, where Abbie, Lauren, and Alexandra were waiting. Mitch's stomach churned at the sight of them, knowing that they held his fate in their hands.

Abbie smiled wickedly as she handed Mitch a package. "This is for you, darling," she said, her voice dripping with malice.

Mitch's hands trembled as he opened the package, revealing a pink maid's outfit with stockings and heels. His heart sank at the sight of the padlocks on the heels, knowing that they were meant to further restrict his movements.

Abbie laughed cruelly as she handed the key to Alexandra. "I'll give you the key, but only if you agree to be tied up and drawn on by the girls," she said, her eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure.

Alexandra hesitated for a moment, weighing her options. Finally, she nodded, resigned to her fate. "Fine," she replied, her voice laced with resignation.

With that, the girls set to work, tying Alexandra up with ropes and drawing obscene images on her exposed skin. Mitch watched in horror, knowing that he would soon face a similar fate.

But before they could proceed, Abbie produced a penis gag and a tube of super glue. "Let's make sure our sissy slut can't talk back," she said, her voice filled with malice.

Mitch's eyes widened in horror as Abbie approached with the gag, the tube of glue in hand. He tried to protest, but the gag was quickly secured in place, the glue holding it firmly in his mouth.

As the glue dried, Mitch felt a sense of panic rising within him. He struggled against his restraints, but the girls held firm, their laughter echoing in his ears.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the glue dried, leaving Mitch unable to speak or protest. The girls stepped back, admiring their handiwork with a mixture of satisfaction and amusement.

"There, now you're ready for the delivery," Abbie said, her voice filled with satisfaction. "Let's see how our sissy slut handles being forced-fed semen."

As Mitch lay there, helpless and bound, the words written on his body served as a reminder of his degradation and submission. "Cum Dumpster," "Sissy Whore," "Slutty Maid," and "Property of Lanya and Alexandra" adorned his skin in bold, humiliating strokes