The Collaring of Chloe

Chapter 21: Wise Sissies and Quilt Burritos

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" Mittens wailed, her voice pitching higher with each repeat, approaching the point of a shrill shriek. Her back was arched so heavily that her torso had lifted up from the sofa, pawed hands clutching the side of the couch above her head so hard Chloe was worried she was about to hear the wooden frame crack. "Imma gonna CUM!!!"

"She's about to cum." Chloe reported tauntingly, voice a little breathy from her vigorous work with the bright pink dildo she was rapidly abusing her sister submissive's vagina with. She grinned over at Shawn, dressed in his little maid's outfit, who was trying to keep his attention on applying furniture polish to an end-table, though the way his lace-gloved hand was gripping the rag, she was certain he was wanting to polish something else.

"OH MY GAWD!!!" Mittens howled, body exploding into convulsions of climax. She bucked so hard that Chloe could barely keep her rhythm, but still managed to keep her speed, enjoying making Mittens orgasm in general and hoping to get several in a row from her. Making her do it in front of Shawn just made it more delicious, as he was already bright scarlet about the cheeks.

"I didn't say you could look!" Chloe playfully snapped at him, huffing through the words. "Keep your eyes on your work, sissy!" Shawn quickly looked away and back to where he'd been polishing open air for the last couple of seconds. "If you're hard, I'm going to spank you, pervert!" She added, trying to make her eyes flash threateningly, but was sure her goofy grin and the laugh in her voice gave away that she had all the menace of a stuffed mouse.

"Yes, ma'am." He said, cowering despite her lame attempt at being 'dominant'.

"Oh, FU-uh-uh-uh-CK!!" Mittens warbled, her orgasm still thundering through her, sounding almost like she was in despair, though Chloe knew much better. Mittens was a deeply emotive climaxer, usually verbalizing with all kinds of emotional reactions from hysterical laughter to outright weeping, but it was all just explosive pleasure. She grinned at the sight of Mittens' eyes crossing, tears streaming from the corners of them.

"Sissy!" She said suddenly, waving towards him. "Mop her face!"

Shawn looked at her with a note of real apprehension. He seemed almost afraid to get too close, as though he feared Mittens, as sexually lathered as she was, might grab him if he got near enough. When Chloe slowed her sawing motions to just an easy rocking and Mittens' back relaxed back to the sofa cushions, he finally chanced complying. Mittens giggled as he reached out from as far as he could to pat at her tear-drenched face.

"I bet...bet he's hard...as a rock." Mittens panted out, her grin so wide that all four of her pointy cat teeth were visible. "We should...make him...show us!"

"No sucking on the sissy." Chloe admonished, which made Shawn take a step back, eyes widening in terror. "Though if he is, we need to spank him." She looked at the sissy maid and raised an eyebrow. "Well?"

Shawn demurred instantly, shrinking away with a look of panic. "I-I-I...I need to go...um...vacuum..." He stuttered, quickly trying to make an escape.

"Nope!" Mittens burst out breathily, though it was accompanied by too much of a giggle to sound any more menacing than Chloe's own attempt to be intimidating. "Skirt up, sissy!" She vigorously waved a paw in an upwards motion at him to accentuate the 'command'.

With an audible swallow, Shawn timidly reached down to lift up his short skirt, revealing pink silk panties and a lacey black garter belt that held his stockings in place. As expected, his panties were only barely managing to contain the erection he'd formed. "I-I-I couldn't help it, ma'am."