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Chapter 10: Becoming Hers

The licking hadn't lasted long before she had pointed her tip at my mouth and thrust it forwards, forcing my mouth open. Her smell and salty taste that had been confined to my tongue now filled my senses, sweet perfume mixing into a heady blend. As I slurped and sucked and wrapped my tongue around her, I inhaled deeply, letting her fill me beyond my mouth.

"My cock looks so good in your sweet mouth," she purred from above me, one hand resting palm-up on my shoulder.

Something about the subtle power of the gesture made my chest tighten almost as much as my cage.

I never thought I'd ever suck a cock.

The thought made my cage even tighter.

I never thought I'd want to.

My breath caught in my chest.

I never thought I'd like it.

My eyelids fluttered as I squirted more pre-cum into my panties.

Just like a sissy should.

"Thank you," I breathed when she withdrew her cock.

"'Thank you' for what?" she asked, tone seesawing between playfulness and aggressiveness.

"For letting me serve you like this, Madame," I answered, sensing the game. "For calling me sweet like that. A sissy maid loves to hear she's appreciated."

The corner of her mouth curled up in the grin of someone who's been beaten at their own game. "Use that mouth for something more useful."

She wiggled her hips and her cock bounced in front of me, pre-cum still dribbling from it. I grabbed it and slipped it back into my mouth, letting the long salty trail slide across my tongue. I sucked her while I circled the underside of her shaft with the tip of my tongue, my clit surging with every groan and moan she made.

"Play with yourself while you suck me," she commanded. "Show me how hot it makes you to suck my cock."

I worked my hand through the dense, silken mass of petticoat until I found the slippery satin beneath. It brushed across something sticky and wet, and for a moment, I wondered what it was. Then I realized it was my pre-cum: a steady stream had been spilling out into my panties the entire time. The front of my panties were soaked through. I could only imagine what the inside was like.

"I'm all wet," I murmured in surprise, pulling my hand from my panties and looking at my pre-cum coated fingers.

"Fuck, that's hot. Look at you! You were made for this," Madame breathed. "Look how turned on you are just from my cock. Just from your dress."

Her cock twitched in my mouth. Her package was bouncing between her legs, and her body was stiffening. I could tell she was close. My stomach tightened as I thought about her cumming in my mouth, knowing I would have to swallow every drop. There was another small spurt in my panties.

"You love this," she continued. "Being all dressed up in something pretty and short. Serving me. Knowing you'll never be unlocked."

I slurped at her as she spoke, willing her to cum. Hoping I was proving that I deserved it too.

"I've been saving myself for you, Anna," she moaned, cock bouncing again. "It's been two days since I've cum. Do you have any idea how hard that is?"

She giggled, then nudged my pantied cage with her foot. "Oh, I forgot."

"I want your cum now," I said. "Please, Madame, please cum in my mouth!"

She exhaled loudly through her nose. "Yes, slut. Beg for it like that."

"Madame, please, " I squealed, twisting my hands up and down her giant length while I sucked just her tip. "Please, give me your cum! I need it inside of me. I want to be your perfect sissy maid. Please, cum so I can show you what a good slut I am."

"Take it all!" she suddenly roared, shoving her full length into my mouth.

My lips were forced open, her cock jammed down into the back of my throat. I suppressed a gag, trying to keep my breathing steady. For just a moment, she held still like that. I could feel her cock pulsing against my tongue, her package bouncing between her legs.

Then she exploded. Hot, thick jets of cum blasted into my mouth and down my throat. Her cock surged with every concussive burst, her cum ropey and sticky and rapidly filling my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, desperate to keep every musky drop. I was sure that missing even one would mean I'd stay locked and horny.

And I, sissy maid Anna, was going to cum today.

When she finally finished, she pulled her cock from my mouth. A heavy strand of cum ran from my pink lip to her tip and I slurped it carefully, leaning forwards until my lips were pressed against it. I kissed it slowly, sliding my tongue across it, reveling in the choked sounds of pleasure it drew from her. I started to pull it back into my mouth, but she yanked it away, breathing heavily.

"Enough!" she snapped. "Fuck, you're a good cocksucker."

"Thank you, Madame," I beamed, wiggling my hips appreciatively and looking up at her.

I felt a tiny drop of her cum slide from the corner of my mouth and wiped it with one extended finger. Keeping eye contact with her the entire time, I licked it off, sliding my finger into my mouth before pulling it out with a small, wet pop.

"It's my pleasure to serve," I added.

"Fuck," she breathed, the sound more of a growl than a word. "Stand up, slut."

I obeyed. The instant I was on my feet, she grabbed me roughly by my waist and threw me over the desk. My skirts sprayed around me, white silk framing my panties as she pushed between my shoulder blades, forcing me down onto the desk. She held me there tightly, my cheek pressed to the wood, as she ripped my panties down.

She's going to fuck me.

My stomach finished tying itself into a knot as my chest tightened. Suddenly, my legs started shaking, hard enough that I could barely step out of my panties.

When she's done, there's no going back.

She reached between my legs. My cage was pressed against the front of the desk, the dribble of pre-cum now a steady stream. I felt her hands work there, felt the muted sensation of her touch through the cage. Then she rubbed between my cheeks, and I realized she was using my own pre-cum as lube.

I don't want to go back.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"Fuck me, Madame," I moaned. "Make me into your sissy maid."

"You've been such a good slut for me, Anna," she said, pushing her enormous cock between my cheeks. "You may cum in your cage today."

Something between relief and excitement coursed through me. "Th — Thank you, Madame!"

"But only if my cock is in your ass."

And she pushed swiftly, smoothly forwards, spreading my virgin hole. Her cock had felt huge in my mouth, but in my rear it felt impossibly large. I cried out at the sharp pain that accompanied it, slicked as it was with my pre-cum.

"Just take it," she growled from behind me. "Take my cock, slut!"

I screwed my eyes shut, mouth open in a silent scream. Bent over the desk, my petticoats had fallen upwards and rested on my back, revealing my garter belt. Madame had grabbed it, her nails scratching against me as she used it as a handle to push herself into me.

And then, just as quickly as the pain had begun, it melted into overwhelming pleasure. Something slapped against my package and cage, and I realized it was hers — heavy and massive, swinging between her legs, smacking against my useless clit. The realization made me squirt more pre-cum onto the floor.

"Oh, fuck, Madame," I moaned as her tip stretched me. "Oh fuck, your cock is so big. You feel so good inside of me! Fuck!"

"You're here to be my fucktoy," she said as she began to thrust into me, slow but firm. "Tell me what you want, fucktoy."

"I want to be your sissy slut!" I squealed, cheek still forced against the desk. "Your locked sissy maid!"

"And what do you want me to do to you?"

She was building a rhythm now, her hips bouncing off my cheeks as she pushed herself in and out of me. Every movement sent vibrations through my body, my petticoats bouncing around me. Her cock was splitting me open. I could feel her everywhere — my toes, my fingers, every part of me bursting with pleasure.

"I want you to fuck me with your huge cock!" I cried. "I want you to keep me locked and horny!"

"I'm going to fuck all the cum out of you," she said. "And when I'm done, you'll beg me to do it again and again and again."

"I need your cock, I need it!"

"You're my pretty little sissy girl. My perfect sissy slut."

She slammed herself into me, every thrust spreading me. My body was tight around her, the heat of her cock filling every part of me. Lace and silk and satin confined and shook around me, my cage clacking uselessly against the desk.

"Use me, Madame. Fuck me!"

"I'm going to. Whenever I want. You're my Anna, now, and your only job is to make me cum."

And then she did. She exploded inside of me, a great wave of heat suddenly filling me. Pressure built and built as she continued to fuck me in deep, heaving thrusts. Cum began to pour out of me around her cock, thick ribbons of it running down my rear and onto my cage where it mixed with my stream of pre-cum.

Spurt after spurt filled me as her thick head ground against my insides. There was a pressure building inside of me, too, mounting with her thrusts until I felt like I was going to explode. My cum-slicked cage could barely contain me, the discomfort of the steel walls turning into a sick, thrilling blend of pain and pleasure. If Madame didn't stop fucking me, I was sure the padlock would break.

But she didn't stop, and the lock held resolutely in place. Even as my legs shook, she kept up her rhythm, draining herself into me. Knowing she was cumming inside of me, that I had given my virginity to her, and that I had done it all in a tiny dress and stockings made me squeal again.

The pleasure gave way to explosive relief as my clitty bucked and twitched in its confines, the metal of the cage smacking against the wooden desk as it spurted its sissy load. Madame's cum was mixing with mine in a long trail down the front. Every movement forced more cum out of my cage. Electric pleasure collided with intense, overpowering relief as months of teasing and torment finally burst out of me.

Finally, she pulled out of me. The feeling of her tip sliding out of me made me squirt one final time. I let out a weak gurgle of pleasure as I leaned heavily against the desk, my legs shaking uncontrollably. I was suddenly exhausted, my clothes too heavy and my shoes too tall.

But there was no time for me to recover. Madame smacked my rear and wrenched up my panties. They were soaked with still-hot cum, a blend of hers and mine that had pooled there. They settled into place as a twisted reminder of who I was to her. That my pleasure was secondary, that my orgasm was a privilege.

That she was in charge.

"Now be a good slut," she panted, lifting me off the desk. "And clean this place up."

I bent shakily down, but she looped her arm around mine and held me up.

"Start with your Madame," she instructed firmly. "And do it the way a sissy girl should."

I turned slowly to her, skirts falling over my wet panties.

"Use your pretty little mouth."

The licking hadn't lasted long before she had pointed her tip at my mouth and thrust it forwards, forcing my mouth open. Her smell and salty taste that had been confined to my tongue now filled my senses, sweet perfume mixing into a heady blend. As I slurped and sucked and wrapped my tongue around her, I inhaled deeply, letting her fill me beyond my mouth.

"My cock looks so good in your sweet mouth," she purred from above me, one hand resting palm-up on my shoulder.

Something about the subtle power of the gesture made my chest tighten almost as much as my cage.

I never thought I'd ever suck a cock.

The thought made my cage even tighter.

I never thought I'd want to.

My breath caught in my chest.

I never thought I'd like it.

My eyelids fluttered as I squirted more pre-cum into my panties.

Just like a sissy should.

"Thank you," I breathed when she withdrew her cock.

"'Thank you' for what?" she asked, tone seesawing between playfulness and aggressiveness.

"For letting me serve you like this, Madame," I answered, sensing the game. "For calling me sweet like that. A sissy maid loves to hear she's appreciated."

The corner of her mouth curled up in the grin of someone who's been beaten at their own game. "Use that mouth for something more useful."

She wiggled her hips and her cock bounced in front of me, pre-cum still dribbling from it. I grabbed it and slipped it back into my mouth, letting the long salty trail slide across my tongue. I sucked her while I circled the underside of her shaft with the tip of my tongue, my clit surging with every groan and moan she made.

"Play with yourself while you suck me," she commanded. "Show me how hot it makes you to suck my cock."

I worked my hand through the dense, silken mass of petticoat until I found the slippery satin beneath. It brushed across something sticky and wet, and for a moment, I wondered what it was. Then I realized it was my pre-cum: a steady stream had been spilling out into my panties the entire time. The front of my panties were soaked through. I could only imagine what the inside was like.

"I'm all wet," I murmured in surprise, pulling my hand from my panties and looking at my pre-cum coated fingers.

"Fuck, that's hot. Look at you! You were made for this," Madame breathed. "Look how turned on you are just from my cock. Just from your dress."

Her cock twitched in my mouth. Her package was bouncing between her legs, and her body was stiffening. I could tell she was close. My stomach tightened as I thought about her cumming in my mouth, knowing I would have to swallow every drop. There was another small spurt in my panties.

"You love this," she continued. "Being all dressed up in something pretty and short. Serving me. Knowing you'll never be unlocked."

I slurped at her as she spoke, willing her to cum. Hoping I was proving that I deserved it too.

"I've been saving myself for you, Anna," she moaned, cock bouncing again. "It's been two days since I've cum. Do you have any idea how hard that is?"

She giggled, then nudged my pantied cage with her foot. "Oh, I forgot."

"I want your cum now," I said. "Please, Madame, please cum in my mouth!"

She exhaled loudly through her nose. "Yes, slut. Beg for it like that."

"Madame, please, " I squealed, twisting my hands up and down her giant length while I sucked just her tip. "Please, give me your cum! I need it inside of me. I want to be your perfect sissy maid. Please, cum so I can show you what a good slut I am."

"Take it all!" she suddenly roared, shoving her full length into my mouth.

My lips were forced open, her cock jammed down into the back of my throat. I suppressed a gag, trying to keep my breathing steady. For just a moment, she held still like that. I could feel her cock pulsing against my tongue, her package bouncing between her legs.

Then she exploded. Hot, thick jets of cum blasted into my mouth and down my throat. Her cock surged with every concussive burst, her cum ropey and sticky and rapidly filling my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, desperate to keep every musky drop. I was sure that missing even one would mean I'd stay locked and horny.

And I, sissy maid Anna, was going to cum today.

When she finally finished, she pulled her cock from my mouth. A heavy strand of cum ran from my pink lip to her tip and I slurped it carefully, leaning forwards until my lips were pressed against it. I kissed it slowly, sliding my tongue across it, reveling in the choked sounds of pleasure it drew from her. I started to pull it back into my mouth, but she yanked it away, breathing heavily.

"Enough!" she snapped. "Fuck, you're a good cocksucker."

"Thank you, Madame," I beamed, wiggling my hips appreciatively and looking up at her.

I felt a tiny drop of her cum slide from the corner of my mouth and wiped it with one extended finger. Keeping eye contact with her the entire time, I licked it off, sliding my finger into my mouth before pulling it out with a small, wet pop.

"It's my pleasure to serve," I added.

"Fuck," she breathed, the sound more of a growl than a word. "Stand up, slut."

I obeyed. The instant I was on my feet, she grabbed me roughly by my waist and threw me over the desk. My skirts sprayed around me, white silk framing my panties as she pushed between my shoulder blades, forcing me down onto the desk. She held me there tightly, my cheek pressed to the wood, as she ripped my panties down.

She's going to fuck me.

My stomach finished tying itself into a knot as my chest tightened. Suddenly, my legs started shaking, hard enough that I could barely step out of my panties.

When she's done, there's no going back.

She reached between my legs. My cage was pressed against the front of the desk, the dribble of pre-cum now a steady stream. I felt her hands work there, felt the muted sensation of her touch through the cage. Then she rubbed between my cheeks, and I realized she was using my own pre-cum as lube.

I don't want to go back.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"Fuck me, Madame," I moaned. "Make me into your sissy maid."

"You've been such a good slut for me, Anna," she said, pushing her enormous cock between my cheeks. "You may cum in your cage today."

Something between relief and excitement coursed through me. "Th — Thank you, Madame!"

"But only if my cock is in your ass."

And she pushed swiftly, smoothly forwards, spreading my virgin hole. Her cock had felt huge in my mouth, but in my rear it felt impossibly large. I cried out at the sharp pain that accompanied it, slicked as it was with my pre-cum.

"Just take it," she growled from behind me. "Take my cock, slut!"

I screwed my eyes shut, mouth open in a silent scream. Bent over the desk, my petticoats had fallen upwards and rested on my back, revealing my garter belt. Madame had grabbed it, her nails scratching against me as she used it as a handle to push herself into me.

And then, just as quickly as the pain had begun, it melted into overwhelming pleasure. Something slapped against my package and cage, and I realized it was hers — heavy and massive, swinging between her legs, smacking against my useless clit. The realization made me squirt more pre-cum onto the floor.

"Oh, fuck, Madame," I moaned as her tip stretched me. "Oh fuck, your cock is so big. You feel so good inside of me! Fuck!"

"You're here to be my fucktoy," she said as she began to thrust into me, slow but firm. "Tell me what you want, fucktoy."

"I want to be your sissy slut!" I squealed, cheek still forced against the desk. "Your locked sissy maid!"

"And what do you want me to do to you?"

She was building a rhythm now, her hips bouncing off my cheeks as she pushed herself in and out of me. Every movement sent vibrations through my body, my petticoats bouncing around me. Her cock was splitting me open. I could feel her everywhere — my toes, my fingers, every part of me bursting with pleasure.

"I want you to fuck me with your huge cock!" I cried. "I want you to keep me locked and horny!"

"I'm going to fuck all the cum out of you," she said. "And when I'm done, you'll beg me to do it again and again and again."

"I need your cock, I need it!"

"You're my pretty little sissy girl. My perfect sissy slut."

She slammed herself into me, every thrust spreading me. My body was tight around her, the heat of her cock filling every part of me. Lace and silk and satin confined and shook around me, my cage clacking uselessly against the desk.

"Use me, Madame. Fuck me!"

"I'm going to. Whenever I want. You're my Anna, now, and your only job is to make me cum."

And then she did. She exploded inside of me, a great wave of heat suddenly filling me. Pressure built and built as she continued to fuck me in deep, heaving thrusts. Cum began to pour out of me around her cock, thick ribbons of it running down my rear and onto my cage where it mixed with my stream of pre-cum.

Spurt after spurt filled me as her thick head ground against my insides. There was a pressure building inside of me, too, mounting with her thrusts until I felt like I was going to explode. My cum-slicked cage could barely contain me, the discomfort of the steel walls turning into a sick, thrilling blend of pain and pleasure. If Madame didn't stop fucking me, I was sure the padlock would break.

But she didn't stop, and the lock held resolutely in place. Even as my legs shook, she kept up her rhythm, draining herself into me. Knowing she was cumming inside of me, that I had given my virginity to her, and that I had done it all in a tiny dress and stockings made me squeal again.

The pleasure gave way to explosive relief as my clitty bucked and twitched in its confines, the metal of the cage smacking against the wooden desk as it spurted its sissy load. Madame's cum was mixing with mine in a long trail down the front. Every movement forced more cum out of my cage. Electric pleasure collided with intense, overpowering relief as months of teasing and torment finally burst out of me.

Finally, she pulled out of me. The feeling of her tip sliding out of me made me squirt one final time. I let out a weak gurgle of pleasure as I leaned heavily against the desk, my legs shaking uncontrollably. I was suddenly exhausted, my clothes too heavy and my shoes too tall.

But there was no time for me to recover. Madame smacked my rear and wrenched up my panties. They were soaked with still-hot cum, a blend of hers and mine that had pooled there. They settled into place as a twisted reminder of who I was to her. That my pleasure was secondary, that my orgasm was a privilege.

That she was in charge.

"Now be a good slut," she panted, lifting me off the desk. "And clean this place up."

I bent shakily down, but she looped her arm around mine and held me up.

"Start with your Madame," she instructed firmly. "And do it the way a sissy girl should."

I turned slowly to her, skirts falling over my wet panties.

"Use your pretty little mouth."