Chapter 3 Two More Surprises
“I hope you don’t mind,” the Lady Jane says with a grin. “You know how exciting pretty new clothes can be.”
The Lady Jane is here, and she is beautiful — the picture of a woman plucked straight from my deepest fantasies.
She is dressed all in white, her boudoir lingerie peeking out from beneath a white silk robe trimmed with dense fur.
The bustier beneath is very low, the sheer lace cups struggling to hold her breasts in and leaving an expanse of smooth, perfect skin decorated with black tattoos and a long pearl necklace.
The robe is tied around her waist, and from it emerge her long legs glazed in nude nylons ending in fluffy white mules.
I can only imagine what else lurks beneath the white silk.
She sits casually in a large black leather chair in the corner, her legs crossed, her head tilted to the side.
She looks like she’s lounging on a throne.
And to my shock, her subjects are already at her feet.
“I’m not — these are —”
“Janelle and Chrys,” Jane says, gesturing at each and blinking slowly at me. “Some of my lovely girls who are very eager to see what the delicious April can do for them.”
I can barely stand in my heels as I look from one to the other. She never said anything about having other sissies. Especially not about having them here! My gaze shifts from one to the other as I try to take it all in.
They are stunning in their sissy finest. Both on their knees in tiny dresses similar to mine.
Janelle is in pure white, Chrys in frosted pink, her skirt is split down the middle like mine but pulled back far enough to reveal that she wasn’t allowed to wear any panties, and something shiny and metallic gleams between her legs.
Janelle has short hair with pretty bows over each ear and heavy make-up.
And her hand is already working between her legs.
“Janelle is one of my newer girls, aren’t you Janelle?”
“Yes, Lady,” she purrs. “I can’t wait to play.”
“Is your little clitty nice and hard?”
Is she talking to me?
Janelle doesn’t answer. Instead, she gathers her skirts in her arms to reveal pretty pink panties with a tall line of ruffled trim arcing around each leg opening.
But even the high-waisted panties aren’t enough to hide the thick clit and its drooling tip pushing out of the pink satin.
It’s far larger than mine. All I can do is stare in total shock.
“Oh,” Janelle giggles, meeting my gaze before I avert it somewhere — anywhere! — else in the room. “I think your new plaything is interested in tasting sissy clitty.”
My stomach twists, but my cock lurches.
Jane rests a hand on Janelle’s shoulder and the sissy reacts like a dog being pet. “April has never seen another clitty before, Janelle. It’s natural for her to be curious.”
“She’s very pretty,” Chrys says softly.
She’s playing with her hair as she stares at me, one long finger wrapping around her blonde curls. In any other context, I’d be desperate for her attention. But now all I can do is stare and try to find my words as anxiety floods every fiber of my body. And what is between her legs?
“April doesn’t know what sorts of things pretty sissies can do with each other,” Jane says. Her bright eyes are fixed on mine. “But I’m sure she’s dying to find out.”
An excited shiver runs through Chrys and she drapes her fingers over Janelle’s stocking-covered leg. “May I, Lady?”
“You’re such a good girl, Chrys, always waiting for permission,” Jane says. “You both are. I wonder if April is going to be a proper sissy for me, too?”
I still can’t find my voice.
“I’ve never played with one of your girls, either,” Janelle murmurs, but if she’s nervous, she doesn’t show it.
“You’re in for a treat, girls. Chrys is so talented at pleasing others, especially when she’s under my lock and key,” Jane giggles.
Janelle joins her in a joke I don’t understand.
Chrys doesn’t laugh, but I watch something deeper course through her.
Excitement? It terrifies me to see. It terrifies me to know that anyone other than the Lady Jane has seen me like this — knows that I want this.
“With your permission, Lady,” Chrys says, her fingers crawling further up Janelle’s thigh.
“Start with a kiss,” Jane says softly.
My heart flutters as I watch Chrys put a hand on Janelle’s cheek and turn the girl’s head to face her.
She hesitates just long enough to make me wonder if this is really going to happen, if these two sissies are really going to kiss, if they’re really going to do what I think they’re going to do — and then she presses forwards.
Glossy lips press together as tongues dart into mouths.
It isn’t long before hands begin to slide over legs and under skirts and tiny moans slip out from Janelle’s mouth.
“Ah, ah, Chrys,” Jane scolds with a smile. “Not yet.”
Chrys pulls back, panting and excited, while Janelle leans backwards to rest against her Lady’s legs, one hand still tucked between them, her thighs spread wide so we can all see the thick bulge of her panties and her shaft standing proudly out of them.
All three are gorgeous and practically shaking with anticipation.
“They’ve been waiting for you, April,” Jane says. “Being such good girls in their pretty new clothes. You know how exciting it is to get to do something so delicious and new. How was the vibrator?”
I squirm, my cheeks suddenly hot. “It was — it was very good, Lady.”
“Did you make a little mess?”
“No, Lady!”
“Show me.”
With trembling hands, I lift my skirt enough to reveal my panties — and the wet spot at the front.
Chrys and Janelle both gasp excitedly when they see it.
The Lady Jane just smirks like she expected it.
My cock twitches again beneath its satin prison as if begging to be released and Chrys stares at it with a hunger I always longed to see in a woman’s eyes.
But never expected I’d get like this.
“Wouldn’t you like to come play with them, April?”
“I’ll be gentle,” Chrys says.
“You’re so pretty,” Janelle adds, biting her lip and suddenly looking almost shy. “I really want to kiss you.”
And so I turn and run away.