Sissy Bella is Helpless & Face Down!
Servicing Men or Castrated? Time to Decide!
[WARNING — NON-CON THEMES]
They finally rescheduled the Pilot Episode of their new Reality Show: “Sissies in Bondage”. Sissy Alice, Sissy Mary and myself are back to film for real this time. It’s odd because even though we’re all dressed up, we’re strapped face down on very odd-looking carts?
I’m in my favorite of red and black outfits with the cutest of features right over my privates. So being face down is very frustrating . . . but as a Sissy . . . I should know and expect endless frustration. Just this time . . . it also makes me sad . . .
Over my whole body other than my head, I’m wearing a thin black see through bodysuit, which that alone makes me so fucking hot! Just sliding into it makes my cage tighter as my cock swells what little bit it’s still capable of. After being in chastity as long as I have . . . erections are no longer a “Big” deal, if you know what I mean?
On top of my nylon bodysuit, I have my bicep length red gloves that make the most delicious of noises with every move of my hands and fingers! Zip up thigh hugging boots that make my legs feel as if they’re already in bondage! Yummy!
My red and black strapless vinyl top is really cute, but nothing compared to my lock and key themed mini skirt! The large red and black checkerboard pattern, with two very high thigh gaps, is lined with three tiny locks apiece, which are just the best!
Two sets of tiny keys hang and jingle right over my cage as a constant teasing with every step! The locks really don’t lock anything away or prevent anything from happening. They have one purpose and that is to tell people how locked I am and they do it very well!
I’m not one for having strangers randomly touching me . . . which is this outfits other more hidden purpose. If I want to be bombarded with those uncomfortable touches, this is the mini to make it happen! I’ve not been able to go anywhere or be in front of anyone without the random touching and flicking of my tiny accents!
“Oh! Look at that!” Flick! “Wow! I bet those aren’t all of your locks!” Flick! “Come with me Sissy and I’ll unlock all of them along with your heart!” Flick Flick Flick! I almost went with that last girl . . .
After having a better understanding of what I’m wearing, you can understand why being strapped face down is making me sad. My cutest, sexiest and most eye-catching of minis is now just hidden away and the cameras are about to start rolling.
The show has a Team of what I feel are Bondage Ninjas for putting the Sissies in their place with the collection of wide leather straps. They are so damn fast! I swear they could sneak up on someone, who would hear nothing but quick motions in the wind, and a second later, be left bound helpless!
I’m very confused by what’s happening because it’s mainly our waists, back of our chests and shoulders that are being strapped down? No straps below my ass or further down my arms or wrists?
These almost medical like carts we’re on seem very heavy and possibly full of mechanics or something? Part of our release forms allows each of us to have hoods in place. These are locked on before we came onto stage and we get to hide the key. It’s our way of staying anonymous . . . as Sissies prefer and need.
We do have eye and mouth holes, but some how feel that . . . yup! Here come the blindfolds! Didn’t expect anything less. I can hear the Judges walking in and taking their seats. No idea who they are. Guess now that I’m helpless in an odd way, there’s no going back.
I can hear the Crew is running around like crazy as the clock for the show to start streaming is counting down! Feet running every direction! Carts rolling! Papers shuffling! “Make sure those other cameras are ready! We need the Sissies from every direction!”
“Hurry! Come on!” “Put that muffin down! You need to eat before we started!” “More lights on this side!” . . . and then nothing . . . all movement and sounds stop as the familiar heels of the Mistress I fear more than any other enters the room!
She wasn’t meant to be here today? I’m changing my mind! Whatever Mistress Zatanna has planned for us . . . it just can’t be good! “Excuse me! Excuse me! I’ve changed my mind and would like to go please!”
No one replies . . . but the heels get closer . . . “Ok . . . Just unstrap me and I’ll head out. I don’t even need to be paid or anything!”
Still no replies as I can tell she’s standing right behind me! {SMACK!} Mistress Zatanna’s riding crop comes down full speed on my ass! Causing all my free limbs to flail as I let out . . . yup . . . a scream like a girl!
“I’d tell you to stop being such a Sissy . . . Sissy Bella . . . but you and I both know that would be a complete waste of time.”
“I’m sorry Mistress Zatanna . . . and you’re right Mistress Zatanna. I’ve always been a Sissy and always will. So may I please go? . . . Because I’m getting very scared.”
{SMACK!} “You’re always going to be a scared Sissy! So maybe you just need to get over it! Either way Sissy Bella . . . you signed the release form. So your ass . . . and or balls are mine to do with as I please.”
Directing her comments to the Crew, “We’re switching it up gang! I’m postponing Sissies in Bondage. I’ve a better plan for these whiny little Sissies that I think will make everyone on the Crew and our studio audience . . . much happier! And I must add, way more satisfied.”
From my two sides, I can hear a bunch of brown nose, or should I say powdered nosed comments from Sissy Alice and Sissy Mary. “I’m here to please you Mistress Zatanna!” “Please take my balls Mistress Zatanna!”
Sissy Bitches!
It took over fifteen minutes of re-prep to get everything in place for Zatanna’s surprise switch up. One by one, the Sissies were put back into the hands of the sexy as hell; black spandex covered Bondage Ninja’s who snuck back in to work their magic!
My blindfold was never removed as my wrists were bound behind my back for a moment while I was stood back up. I have no idea what is happening to the other two Sissies, but have to assume it’s the same as myself.
There were some odd metal sliding noises coming from my cart, which meant they were changing something up? “Nice mini Bella!” Comments Mistress Zatanna, which totally just made my day! {Flick Flick Jingle Jingle} Oh My God! Mistress Zatanna just Flick Flick Jingle Jingled my locks and keys of my mini!
Part of the agreement for this show is to give them control of our chastity keys. Something I thought was more of a control thing to mess with our minds. Not actually ever use them? I was wrong!
My moment of pride with Mistress Zatanna liking my mini is short lived. “Strip them naked! Except for Sissy Bella’s thigh high boots. Be sure to put those back on him before he goes back on the cart.”
I’m still hooded and blindfolded, but am also cage free as my boots are quickly slid back on and zipped closed! My naked ass, cock and balls are all exposed for everyone here to see! And soon . . . the whole world once the streaming starts!
Mistress Zatanna barks another command, “Get the Sissies in place! Be sure they’re aligned properly on the carts! Extra tight on the waist and thigh straps! Hurry up girls! Time is wasting!”
I’m moved back onto the cart and this time I feel the cold metal against my naked skin! Again, I’m face down as before, but there is one very big difference! There is an opening . . . a hole for my cock and balls?
The hole for my cock and balls is nowhere near comfortable? I can feel very sharp edges all the way around! I need to be careful to not struggle too much, or I will for sure be getting some cuts!
The Bondage Ninja Team bends my legs so my ass is now sticking out, while still keeping my cock and balls in the hole of the metal table! Straps are added to the backs of my legs and my arms are set free again past my shoulders that are strapped down.
Tiny sounds of scampering, and all the Ninjas are gone and all of us Sissies are helpless once again . . . except naked on top of the modified carts! This can’t be good! Not with Mistress Zatanna in charge . . .
“Hi! I’m Mistress Zatanna and welcome to our Game Show . . . Sissies Service or Sissies Castrated! Let me explain the Rules . . .”
Sissy Alice lets out a very loud gasp while Sissy Mary lets out a: “Finally!”
I let out a: “Oh Fuck!” I pull at all my tight straps as hard as I can, but only succeed at making grunts and leather straining noises!
“As we can all see . . . Sissy Bella is ready and raring to go!” [Clapping] “Now just you hold on there Bella . . . we’ll be getting you your cocks real soon. And what was that Sissy Mary?”
Again, in more of a manly voice, “I said Finally Mistress. Take my balls Mistress.”
Sissy Alice says in an almost crying voice, “Mistress Zatanna . . . I really don’t want to do this. Can I please leave now?”
“Candy! . . . Where’s Candy?”
“I’m right here Mistress Zatanna. How can I help you?”
“Hold on everyone . . . a quick question for our Lawyer. Candy . . . did Sissy Alice sign the release form?”
“Yes she did Mistress.”
“What about the other two?”
“All signed off on, clear, concise and legal.”
Mistress Zatanna says, “In answer to your question Sissy Alice . . . I suggest you make those guys come as fast as you can to save your balls from being cut off . . . because you’re not going anywhere Sissy!”
Adding, “Sissy Bella and Sissy Mary . . . the same goes for you two also. Just keep servicing our Judges and audience fast enough and you can keep your balls.”
My heart races even harder as Sissy Alice starts to cry and Sissy Mary screams out, “Take My Balls!”
Candy interrupts, “Excuse me Mistress Zatanna . . . excuse me! The Bondage Team just found Sissy Mary naked and tied up in the storage room. Seems our Sissy Mary strapped to the cart . . . isn’t Sissy Mary. I’m so sorry Mistress.”
I could hear Mistress Zatanna moving closer to Sissy Mary . . . or whomever this is strapped down next to me. {SMACK!} “Thank you Mistress.” Says the guy.
Mistress asks, “Did you know I was planning to do a switch up today?”
“Yes Mistress . . . please crop me again Mistress.” {SMACK!}
“Did you also know about the mini-guillotines built into the carts?”
“Take my balls Mistress! Please take my balls!”
Candy jumps in again, “I’m so sorry about this Mistress! Should I have the Team remove this imposter and get the actual Sissy Mary in place Mistress?”
“Please Mistress! Please take my balls Mistress!”
Zatanna answers Candy, “Hold on a moment Candy.” Then switches back to the mystery guy. “So . . .” {SMACK!} “You fully knew what could happen if you don’t Service enough people fast enough . . . and still took Sissy Mary’s place?” {SMACK!}
“Yes Mistress! Thank You Mistress! Take my balls Mistress!”
“So . . . would it be right for me to assume, you have zero plans to Service any of my Judges or audience members in effort to save your balls from being cut off?” {SMACK!} {SMACK!} Seems Mistress Zatanna likes to use her crop from punctuation.
“Oh God! Thank You Mistress! That’s right Mistress. No Servicing Mistress. I want you to take my balls Mistress! Please take my balls!”
“Candy!”
“Swap them out than Mistress?”
“Nope! We’re just switching up again today. We now have one volunteer castration and two Sissies who are going to fight to not have their balls cut off.”
Sissy Alice cries even louder as I continue to grunt and pull at my straps!
“I’d tell you two to stop being such Sissies . . . but as I said earlier, total waste of time. I will tell you to stop worrying so much. If my carts do cut off your balls with their mini-guillotines . . . they will also cauterize your wounds with their mini-propane torches.”
Redirecting her conversation to Candy, “Have anyone currently lined up by our volunteer and split into the lines for Sissy Alice and Sissy Mary. I don’t want them upset by not having even an attempted Servicing.”
Adding, “Do have the Bondage Team come out. I need all of his holes plugged properly and have them fully tie up his arms and hands . . . since he won’t be needing them today.” {SMACK!}
“Thank You Mistress Zatanna! I can’t wait for you to take my balls Mistress Zatanna!”
“Have the Team hurry! I can’t believe I’m saying this . . . but his ball removal begging is getting old.”
“Take my balls Mistress!” {SMACK!}
I can hear she’s continuing to whip his ass while her Ninja Bondage Team have come, gagged, plugged, tied and left! {SMACK!} {SMACK!} {SMACK!} No one here needs to understand gag talk, to know he’s still begging for her to take his balls.
“Ok now! Sorry about us getting side tracked there for a bit. We’re all good now!” States Mistress Zatanna. “I welcome you once again to our Game Show . . . Sissies Service or Sissies Castrated! Let me explain the Rules . . .”
This is still happening! I can’t believe this is still happening! And with Mistress Zatanna in charge . . . I’m pretty sure there’s no way I can win this game!
“As you can see, above each of our three Contestants, there are individual clocks, each with 5 minutes on them. Above is one larger clock with 10 minutes on it. All the clocks will countdown at the same speed.”
I was told there’d be no math . . .
“If any of the individual clocks hit zero . . . that mini-guillotine will remove that Contestant’s balls!”
Sissy Alice lets out a shriek while the castration volunteer lets out an almost orgasmic moan from behind his gag! I . . . while I’m just laying here helpless and speechless . . .
“Our Game will continue until the main clock hits zero or everyone has been castrated.”
Ok . . . fine! I did the math! We’re all hitting zero way before the main clock! We’re all getting castrated!
Sissy Alice is in all out blubbering mode . . . begging for his mother! Volunteer is mumbling behind his gag, “MMMK MMY MMLLS! MMMK MMY MMLLS! MMMK MMY MMLLS!” Which has to be “Take My Balls!”
{SMACK!} {SMACK!} {SMACK!} “Shut the Fuck Up! I’m going to take your balls in five minutes!”
“MMMK MMY MMMLLS!”
“Candy! Take four minutes off this one’s clock!”
He gag mumbles, “MMMMK MMMU MMMMMSS!” Which I’m guessing is, “Thank you Mistress.”
Mistress Zatanna, back on track, “I know you’ve all done the math, and don’t understand how our helpless Sissies can save their balls? By Servicing you and our Judges! Anytime they can make one of you cum, they get 30 seconds added back onto to their individual clocks.”
Now I’m back to doing the math . . . I just need to make 11 people cum in less than ten minutes and I get to keep my balls!
“Our Sissies can use any parts of their bodies to do it. Anytime they make someone cum, that lucky person just needs to hit the big button in the middle of the strap on their back for it to count. That and we need to see the ejaculation.”
Internally I motivate myself! I can do this! I can save my balls!
Next to me, Sissy Alice is screaming, “I can’t do this! I’m going to lose my balls!”
On the other side of me, the volunteer is finally quieting down and seems to be making peace with his lifelong dream about to finally happen . . .
“Ok Contestants! You got 10 Minutes! . . . Other than you! . . . You got 60 Seconds!”
[BUZZZZZ!] The Game has started!
Immediately, there’s a hard cock slapped into each of my hands! A third banging into the back of my mouth! Thank the “Kings Of Lube” a forth jammed up my ass! Like a highly skilled one Sissy Band, I’m playing those instruments with all I’ve got!
Grunting quickly starts from three sides as the upset Customer who chose my right hand starts to complain! “HEY! This one is a lefty! I can tell!”
He was right! Pre-cum was already dampening my left hand and mouth . . . while on my right side, my submissive hand was flip flopping like a fish out of water!
Mistress Zatanna, working the crowd, “Our first ball loser is down to FIVE!”
Everyone went silent between the counts . . .
“FOUR!” Calls out Z and the crowd!
Except Sissy Alice, “OH NO!”
“THREE!” Chanting in unison!
Alice Screams! “This can’t be happening!”
“TWO!” Louder yet!
A deep sigh of relief comes from the volunteer
“ONE!” Silence!
{Rrrrr-Snip!}
Everyone hears the sound of the balls hitting the floor under the cart as he lets out a grunt from the pains of the pro-pane torch burning his wound!
Hot cum splatters my left side like I was too close to a puddle that a car just hit! My first guest quickly hits my button as 30 seconds pop back onto my time! I start to choke as a massive stream of semen fills the back of my mouth!
I guess me spitting it out counts as it being seen! Button is hit and my clock gets another 30 seconds! The smell of burnt flesh makes it into the middle of my party causing my ass rider to gag a little as he pounds deep!
The feel the initial warmth inside of my ass causes my cock to unload down my guillotine hole! I scream, “Pull Out! PULL OUT!”
Quickly he does as a fresh load of man meat finds my left hand and another, the back of my throat! The cum spatter from Ass Man hits me from my crack to my neck, followed by another button hit and 30!
“Mistress Z! I think his right hand went numb! It’s not doing anything but flopping! Can I switch sides?”
Right on top of the Game, she replies, “NO! Rules are on the wall Joe! You need to ride this one out!”
I’ve got three more cocks on the way to Happy Town and a forth that’s just banging around on my wrist and palm! Fuck! I really should have played “Stranger” with myself way more often! I might be halfway decent with my right handed stroke by now . . .
Another car hits a puddle on my left side! This time it was bigger and faster than the last one! Button equals 30! I’m so on a roll here! {SMACK!}
Mistress Z’s crop hits my ass hard! “Sissy Bella! Did you cum?”
Just like when you’re at the Dentist with your mouth full and he asks a question! Lucky for me . . . she asked a yes or no question . . . I nodded . . . yes . . .
“Candy! Take a minute off of Sissy Bella’s clock!”
I cock mumble confusion and she replies, “Rules are on the wall Bella!”
I’m fucking hooded! Both Ass Rider number two and I are close to unloading and I absolutely can’t! I need to tense up my own urges in the middle of Sausage Fest! The back of my mouth is blasted so hard and so deep, semen squirts out my nostrils! Navage . . . eat your heart out! Another button push!
Now I’m behind and have no idea where my clock or the master clocks are at time wise? Only where my next four cocks are! Ass Rider burros extra deep, howling loudly . . . he pulls out and hits my company and me with his five star rating!
“DUDE! Come on!”
Ass Rider laughs, “I just did dude!” Button equals 30!
Even with my one-minute penalty, I think I’m doing ok . . . other than the complainer to my right. The now ball-less volunteer is at total peace as far as I can hear. Sissy Alice isn’t doing well at all!
Between her begging, crying, trying to talk her way out . . . I doubt she got any time added using her mouth! Her panicked state was ruining orgasms left and right. Pretty sure she’s done less than half the number I’ve done. Poor Sissy . . .
I’m now on my third tri-fecta of Happiness! That’s a third cock in my mouth, left hand and ass! . . . and from right stage . . .
“MISTRESS ZATANNA! PLEASE! ALL I’M GETTING IS FRUSTRATED!”
Between my totally uncoordinated right hand and his growing impatience, I didn’t think anything was ever going to happen! So, I timed it just right and the next time his hot dog landed in the middle of my bun, I quickly closed it on him and wouldn’t let go!
He grunted and pulled and I just yanked harder back towards me!
“Oh Yeah! I Like It!”
There was no need for me to do perfectly timed and smooth strokes. I just hung onto his angry dog for all I was worth as it tried to get away! I could feel how hard it was straining, throbbing and struggling and {sploosh!} “Ahhhhhh! . . . Never Mind Z!”
The hot cum covering my right side from this one customer alone felt like more than the double puddle splash on my left! Plus 30 Seconds!
Quickly I add another 60 Seconds with a double cum covering and two more button pushes! YES! I can feel the fresh hot cum now dripping off every part of my body and onto the floor!
I’d hate to be in charge of cleanup . . . but something makes me think Zatanna will be bringing in a Team of Human Wet-Vacs when the Game is over.
I needed more than anything to keep my mind on my project list . . . but got distracted as Mistress Zatanna announced, “Sissy Alice! . . . You’re down to 30 Seconds!”
I’m so happy I’m hooded, because just hearing the noises from Sissy Alice were making me cry for him! I can’t imagine watching the panic happening at his cart!
“Mistress Zatanna! I’m trying!”
“20 Seconds Sissy Alice . . .”
“Please Mistress!”
“10 Seconds left Alice . . .”
I could hear she finally had four guys at once! But I fear it’s too late! She for sure has a cock in her mouth because I’m only hearing mumbles!
“5 Seconds . . .”
The guys are giving it their all! Massive grunting going on!
“4 Seconds . . .”
The audience feels differently this time . . .
“3 Seconds . . .”
Because Sissy Alice . . .
“2 Seconds . . .”
Wants to keep his balls!
“1 Second!”
{Rrrrr-Snip!}
And two Very Loud Screams cover the sound of two more balls hitting the floor!
One scream is from Alice and the other . . .
“YOU BIT MY COCK OFF! GOD DAMMIT! HE BIT MY COCK OFF!”
Mistress Zatanna screams, “Rolling is for if you’re on fire! Stop Rolling Idiot! Candy! Cauterizer! Quickly! . . . Don’t slip in the blood!”
Before the little mishap at Sissy Alice’s place . . . I had a cock in each hand, a third up my ass and a forth was in my mouth . . . until he pre-maturely pulled out in fear of losing it also!
I need all four of these to lift off so I don’t get snipped! Ass Rider four is so close! I can tell by the pressure and speed of his ramming! My left hand was as skilled as ever and my right-handed grab the dog routine has been servicing them well . . .
But I still need cock number four and I need it now! “Please put it back in my mouth . . . I promise I won’t bite.”
“No way Sissy! I don’t believe you! I saw what just happened and your clock is under a minute now!”
Trying again, “I’ll lick you under your shaft first . . . I’ll be extra gentle . . .”
“No! Not Doing It! It’s not happening!”
That familiar hot puddle splash hits my left side as my right-handed dog struggles to get free! 30 Seconds back on the clock!
“I just got another 30 seconds . . . it’s safe for you to put your cock back . . . PLEASE!”
I swear Ass Rider four must be a Fireman, because he just foamed my whole back!
“No No No . . . I’m sorry Sissy . . . but I just can’t chance losing my cock like that . . . I’m leaving . . .”
No more Misses, Nice Sissy! I let out my inner Scorpion from Mortal Kombat! “GET OVER HERE!” Really wish I could have seen if it looked like he got skewed and pulled to me or not?
Guess it didn’t matter because his cock sped right back home and quickly came again once warm and inside! Plus 30 seconds!
“20 Seconds on your clock Sissy Bella and 45 on the main clock!”
My two newest newcomers were just starting on their journey to Happy Town and no one in their right mind was going to stick anything near my mouth!
“15 Seconds . . .”
Dirty Dog was my only chance!
“10 Seconds . . .”
I just hung on as tight as I could and flailed my arm as quickly as possible!
And . . . ERUPTION! THANK GOD!
“5 SECONDS!”
He reached for the button and slipped in the sea of semen on the floor! Smashing hard against the side of my cart!
“4 SECONDS!”
I scream, “Someone Help Him Up! Someone Push The Button!”
“3 SECONDS!”
“Rules are posted Bella.”
“2 SECONDS!”
“MISTRESS ZATANNA! NOOOO!”
“1 SECOND!”
{Rrrrr-Snip!}
My Balls hit the ground and I immediately feel painful burning . . . on the side of my bicep! Bicep? What the Fuck?
Some fucking drunk on the Subway is holding his lighter like a half-inch from my arm! I quickly slap his hand and lighter away . . . just not fast enough to avoid the smell of burning flesh! My burning flesh!
“Fuck Lady! You had a spider on you! Next time I’ll let it climb into your mouth! Fuck!” He stumbles away while adding, “By the way Lady . . . you sure do snore all sexy like.”
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