Sissy Boy Prepares For The Princess Party
A few of my girlfriends and I were talking the other day and we decided we were going to have a Princess party. Once we stopped talking about it and started with the preparations, it got fun. I called Mr. Big Shot and told him to call the caterers, set it up, and pay for enough food and drinks for fifteen wild girls and six slaves. I had thought of the idea of making sure that Chuckie, Sissy Boy, Mr. Big Shot, and Meat would be ready to serve all us girls. I called up a new stud-toy (I call him “Hughy Huge” and I’m sure you can guess why, lol) that I fucked from time to time in recent months and made sure he was going to be in town. Then I had my newest slave, a humiliation and pain freak that I named “Dirtbag” sign his slave contract and finalize the movement of his property and bank accounts into my neighborhood.
I sent Sissy Boy out with his credit card and a shopping list to buy toys for the party: ten strap-ons, three vibrating butt-plugs, four sets of nipple clamps, a bag of clothes pins, two ball-gags, and thirty disposable latex gloves. Sissy smiled when he looked over the list and asked what I was planning. I just laughed and slapped his ass, telling him to just go get that stuff. He giggled like a good little sissy and pranced on out the door, skipping down the sidewalk with glee. Most of my girlfriends will be surprised by the time the party happens too. I just told them to bring as many sorority and fraternity paddles as they could find and to show up in sexy club clothes. I can’t wait to get this party started!
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