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Chapter 9: Hers, Completely

"I know what you're doing, sissy girl."

"What's that, Goddess?"

I curtseyed, dipping low and flaring out my skirts. I made sure to give her a long view of my neckline and cleavage, then bounced upwards on my sweep back to standing so my petticoat flew around me. My cage, I knew, would be fully visible, awash in white lace and silk.

Now, she was practically drooling.

"Please. That dress. Those panties. "

"What about them?" I asked innocently, raising my eyebrows in mock confusion.

Juliet's lips pulled back into a snarled smile. "They're… quite thrilling."

"Oh yes? Do they make you think about all the things you'd like to do to me, Goddess?"

I took wide, mincing steps to where she sat, standing above her and letting my dress sway around me. Ribbons dribbled off it, threatening to brush against her chin and chest. She looked up at me with wide, hungry eyes.

I leaned down until my cheek was next to hers, my glossy lips against her ear. "Do you like knowing how hard I am in my little cage?"

"A nice, hard sissy clitty."

"How long has it been since you let me out?"

"Six glorious months. Do you feel frustrated, sissy?"

I nipped her earlobe and she sucked air in between her teeth. "I feel desperate for my Goddess."

"Fuck," she breathed. "I love hearing that."

"My cage is so tight, and you're the only one who can help me." I let my hand slide down her chest and belly before resting on the growing lump beneath her skirt. "I need you to help me any way you can."

"Did you have any ideas, sissy?"

"I can think of a few," I whispered, kissing her neck and jawline. I curled my fingers around her cock, feeling it bounce in reply. "Maybe you can do something with this, Goddess?"

"I bet I could. I think a sissy like you knows exactly what to do with that."

"I bet you're aching to find out," I continued, pulling back so I could look her in the eyes. Her pupils were dilated, nostrils flared. I could feel need pouring off her.

"Oh, I know how good you are," she murmured, slowly removing my hand from her lap.

This wasn't part of the plan.

"But after all this time, aren't you curious about me?" she continued. "Aren't you dying for my touch?"

She wrapped my wrist in her strong fingers, her other hand slipping up my silk-covered leg. I gasped softly, struggling against her but letting her hold me tightly. When her nails skidded across my lace stocking tops and onto my thigh, it was all I could do from moaning.

"It's been so long, Goddess," I said, voice quivering. My chest was tight with equal parts hope and anxiety.

I can't cum. I have to make her finish first.

Her fingers found their way slowly to the curve of my rear, sliding beneath the lace edge of my panties and curling around my cheek. I couldn't contain my moan anymore, a shiver running through my body as it spilled from my lips. All it took was one touch and I was putty in her hands.

She was grinning broadly. "You've never felt my mouth, have you? Or the touch of my hands?"

"No," I moaned. "I want you to use mine."

"Are you saying you don't want me to suck your sweet little clitty, sissy girl?"

I winced, my eyes shutting tightly. If I came before her, I'd stay in the cage forever.

But was it worth it if I could get what she was offering?

"You look good enough to eat," she whispered, pulling her hand out of my panties and wrapping it around my waist. "Is that what you want me to do?"

"I want — I want to make my Goddess cum," I said weakly as she rose from the chair, pulling my body against hers.

Beneath her skirt, her massive cock bucked. Even through the layers of my dress and petticoat, I could feel it straining against her skirt, aching to be free. A weapon of pleasure and power, ready to be used on her favorite target. I shuddered, my body responding to it. My clit dangled between my legs, buried in a cloud of lace, as she slowly pulled back the hem of her skirt.

"Don't worry, sissy," she said, her voice heavy and even. "You will."

I shivered again. Her cock pressed through the fluffy expanse of lace and silk, creating a divet cutting through the layers. The tip leaned heavily against my belly, her package hanging below. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me to her, kissing me deeply and aggressively.

I was hers, completely.

"Fuck me," I whispered. "Please. I need you, Goddess."

"Good sissy," she replied, brushing a lock of hair out of my face.

"I need you now," I gasped.

"Then take what I'm giving you."

She pushed me roughly towards the bed, and in my towering heels, I couldn't catch myself. I tumbled backwards onto it in a spray of silk. I was on my back, legs hanging over the edge, skirts a mess around me. My panties were completely visible, my clit exposed to her touch.

I could almost feel her mouth through the cage.

Her fingers found mine as she wrapped my mouth around it. We squeezed each other's hands as she slurped and licked and sucked on my clit. Her tongue danced across the steel, probing through the bars and giving me a flicker of pleasure that I hadn't felt in months. My clit strained against it but the cage remained resolutely in place.

I squeezed my legs around Juliet's back and neck as I groaned and squealed, desperate to be free. Her fingers curled around my thighs and the nails dug deeper into my skin, leaving red crescents when they moved. She held my legs, pulled them open, the opening in my panties spread wide and revealing.

"Goddess," I managed. "Oh, Juliet. Oh, oh!"

It was torturous bliss. Sparks of pleasure mixed with the endless, agonizing pain of knowing I wasn't going to be unlocked. That this was as close as I was going to get.

But this is as close as I want.

The thought cut through me like cold steel. My eyes snapped open and I swallowed a hot lungful of air. Juliet kissed my thigh and the curve of my belly, fingers dancing across my cage as the truth sank in. I didn't want to be unlocked. I didn't want a cock. I wanted a clit, caged and edged and teased and denied.

I wanted to be her sissy.

"Make me cum, Goddess, please!" I moaned. "I never want you to take this cage off."

"That's the plan," she said as she rose, leaning across me and kissing me again.

Her cock pushed against my groin, laying next to my caged clit. It was hot and heavy and strong, pulsing with her heartbeat. Radiating power.

"Now roll over so I can fuck all your sissy cream out of you."