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Sissy Chantel, New Reality Ch. 10

Chapter Ten: My First Saturday and Sunday as They are Special Days For Us.

"Wake up girls." as sissy Traci calls out to us.

We all rise from our sleep and another day in our sissy maids, sissy sluts lives begins. Just like in the previous days starts we spend our time with a morning enema, shower, shave and makeup.

We get dressed but not in any maids outfits as it's Saturday and from what I'm learning a very different day for us sissy girls. We are to dress up as sissy sluts. All twelve girls in our three dorm rooms are quickly dressing as sluts.

I begin with a white satin bra, my breast forms and a white satin padded panty. I go with black sheer stocking with lace tops and my black lace garter belt. I put on a black velvet mini dress which has a pleated a-line skirt. I step into a pair of black suede 5 inch spike heel pumps.

The other girls dress in black sheer stockings too with black lace garter belts. Traci puts on a blue satin blouse and black cotton pencil mini-skirt and black leather 5 inch spike heel pumps. Trish puts a pink silk blouse on and a black faux leather mini-skirt, her shoes are also black leather 5 inch spike heel pumps. Finally Camille puts on a bright red silk mini-dress with its tight pencil skirt and red suede 5 inch spike heel pumps. We all grab our purses and black cropped jackets, a spritz of perfume and it's off to breakfast as per usual.

After breakfast all twelve of us girls relax for a while until the bus arrives about 10:00am to pick us up to drive all twelve of us sissy sluts to the main farm that will have us serve farm workers sexually for the rest of the day.

We arrive at the farm about 10:50am, assemble and are led to the building where the sex will be done to us. I'm very nervous, but my dorm room sisters try to keep me calm. The building I walk into is plain with a few porta-potties set up. Another set up enema station and bags filled ready to use. We are instructed by the staff to go to the room where twelve single size mattresses are stacked up. We each pick out a mattress and in our heels carry them to the main room. The mattresses are assembled in two rows of six where each row face the other. We put on clean sheets and each of us sit on our mattress. We will be free to take sex, either anally or orally at 11:00am sharp and for the next three hours (11:00am to 2:00pm) farm workers from this farm and bused in from other farms will arrive to have sex with each of us sissy sluts.

We then get a 15 minute break, which then will set us up for another 3 hour sex session (from 2:15pm to 5:15pm), of which we get another 15 minute break. We then go from 5:30pm to 8:30pm with as usual another 15 minute break. Our last session will take us from 8:45pm to 10:30pm. Traci tells me that it's constant sex short of our mini breaks.

She tells me that staff at 'The Agency' likes each of us to have at minimum forty sex sessions and they really want us to reach fifty. I'm at a loss with this info. I think, 'fuck, what the Hell? I'm going to have sex with at least forty men and hopefully to 'The Agency's hopes even more?'

"It's going to be ok Chantel." Traci says.

I reply a bit bewildered, "Oh God I am not sure if I can handle that much sex."

Camille chimes in, "Hun, you will, you will, we all will. Just relax and when you are being fucked up your ass, let the men do it. When you suck cock, be happy at the feeling of glorious cock in your mouth and knowing the men will cum in your mouth."

I reply, "Yes, Camille you are right. I"m sure I'll be ok."

We are all told to get ready as it's about to turn 11:00am. The doors will be open and soon a group of horny farm workers will come and use each and every one of us.

The doors fly open and as I along with all my sissy sisters kneel on our mattresses men come towards us. I soon see the guy heading right for me. "Bend over, ass up in the air bitch." he says.

I do as I'm told, already pre lubed and as I say "Yes Sir." my ass is bare and ready to be fucked. My man kneels and soon begin forcing his stiff cock up my butt hole. I moan and groan as he gets to business. I scan around me seeing the other girls being fucked or on knees sucking men off. 'What a sight.' I think, I mean jeez twelve sissy sluts either being fucked up our butt holes by men who are just horny farm workers or having them stuff cocks in mouths.

My man begins some major butt fucking of me and we both groan loudly and I accept my situation. Soon he has a good hard but constant fucking rhythm. I look at Camille who is facing me on her mattress and is also being hard fucked too. She smiles at me and I return the smile. I then look at Trish who happens to be sucking some guy off and then Traci beside me to my left as she too is being fucked hard up her sissy ass.

In a few minutes my first man cums inside me and then pulls out. He does up his pants and walks away. Before I can rest another guy is on my back side and soon shoves his hard cock up my ass. Moans and groans are par for the course. The knowing I'm being fucked by some farm workers I do not know has my mind wander off and I think about how my life now goes, my lack of power to control it, myself being just some faggot, sissy slut.

The room is filled with a cacophony of men groaning and grunting as they fuck sissy ass or get sucked off by sissies. We all add our moans to this mix of sounds. It's all sex, sex, sex. Men who just want to get their rocks off and enjoy fucking sissy sluts without any care of our well beings or fears and even desires. But of course being the faggot sissies we are, we all desire the sex we get.

Three hours later and we get our first 15 minute break. Some of us get on the porta-potties, others drink water to help wash the taste of semen down. The girls who relieve their bowels in the porta-potties must quickly hook up and give themselves a quick enema. What a fucking sight we all must be. Such is our sissy lives.

Soon we are back on our mattresses for another three hours of sex with horny male farm workers. For me I'm being fucked more that I suck right now but I'm putting out well enough. There are wet cum stains on my mattress sheets as I take it all in. The ejaculations and then more cocks pounding my sissy as can't help but not have cum splurt out of my butt hole and run down my legs, soak my panty and drip on the mattress. The other sissy girls endure much the same. Again the common sounds by both men fucking or being sucked off and us sissy sluts being fucked or doing the sucking is moans, groans and grunts. Sounds of life for sissy sluts like us.

Another 15 minute break like the previous one and back to more fucking and sucking. The night goes like this for us all until it ends at 10:30pm. All twelve of us are a mess as we wipe cum out of our butt holes, drink water to wash down the last cum shots. Pick up and put our mattresses back away.

As we assemble to load back on our bus that will take us back to 'The Agency' we are to score card our nights. I was used by 45 men, I gave 15 blowjobs and was fucked 30 times. I'm proud of my first Saturday farm fuck session. It looks like all of us girls made 40 men minimum, one girl got to 50 men, so our Master's should be happy with us.

The bus trip home was rather quiet as we all are tired, sore, and feel so used. It is a sissy slut's life. But any chatter is positive about us being the best little faggot sissies we can.

Once at our dorm room we strip to our bras and panties, wash our make up off at the communal bathroom and get ready for lights out at midnight. My sissy sisters congratulated me for my first Saturday session. I'm told Sunday is a typically light day for us, we will have reward or punishment though at 1:00pm. Soon we all drift to sleep.

Sunday Morning arrives, we all wake up as per usual at 7:00am sharp and proceed with our regular washing, grooming and dressing routine. By 8:30am we are all having our breakfast.

From 9:00am until 12:00noon every Sunday all of us maids are to do our laundry, making sure to hand wash our delicates and intimates. It's busy for all of us to find time to put in washing machines our outerwear, while these items wash all twelve of us sissies wash the delicates in bathroom sinks. Our outerwear is appropriately dried in dryers but we all take our delicates back to our dorm rooms where a laundry line is strung up so that these items can drip dry. What a frilly, femmy, sissy sight it is to see many pairs of pantyhose, tights, stockings, panties and bras hanging up on these lines in our dorm room.

We also must clean our dorm room, change our bed sheets so that the dirty ones can be washed, dust, vacuum and make sure our dorm rooms are spotless. All this keeps us busy until our 12:00 noon lunch time.

With all twelve of us sissy maids getting our lunch together, again it's simple sandwiches and we are allowed some instant/microwaveable soup too. We can have coffee or juice as well. Being Sunday which is generally our rest day all of us girls are able to eat and chat until 12:50 pm, double our normal lunch break. At 12:50pm we all must wash our plates, bowls, silverware, mugs and glasses.

At 1:00pm sharp we all must assemble in the locker room as it will be our weekly Reward or Punishment time. For me this will be my first one. Traci calms me down as she sees I'm nervous. But soon all twelve sissy maids, in our maids dresses, pantyhose or tights, high heels, wigs and make up are standing at attention in a line abreast, eyes down. Our Masters and their Mistress wives enter the room, we all in unison curtsey and say, " Good Afternoon Masters and Mistresses."

Master Randolph says, "Girls it's time to review you all for punishment or reward. We all reviewed your performances over the last week and we have good news but then bad news. First, all twelve of you performed well enough to not be singled out for punishment. This said as you all shall know means that two of you girls must volunteer or be chosen among all you sissies to be punished. Only our new girl Chantel is exempt for this week."

Traci speaks for us with a question, "Dear Masters and Mistresses, what shall be the prescribed punishment for this week?"

Master Mark replies, "Traci two of you girls will be placed on the 'fuck' benches and paddled twenty times as punishment."

For me I am all amazed at what I am seeing and hearing here. It seems that even if all of us sissy girls perform well each week that some girls will have to volunteer or be selected among us to be punished anyways. For me though this week I get a new girl reprieve.

Mistress Linda says, "You girls can choose to make such choice yourselves or surrender the choice to us in which we will pick two of you out for this paddling."

Traci says, "We will choose to pick our choice Mistress."

Mistress Linda says, "Ok sissy Traci, you all have 2 minutes to pick two volunteers."

Soon I find myself huddled among my sissy sisters and we are talking about who shall volunteer. It must be a sight to see, twelve faggot sissy maids in pink and black maids dresses, pantyhose or tights and high heels all chatting among each other. Soon though we find sissy Jennifer volunteers. We have to pick one more girl and quick as two minutes will pass quickly. To our luck sissy Camille also volunteers. The rest of us genuinely thank them for volunteering for the paddling.

We all stand back at attention as Traci says, "Masters and Mistresses, we will have sissy Jennifer and sissy Camille volunteer for the paddling."

Master Randolph then says, "Sissies Jennifer and Camille come over and get on a 'fuck' bench, on your hands and knees."

Both sissy girls walk to the 'fuck' benchs and each get on a bench on their hands and knees. They are ordered to pull up their dresses and petticoats, then pull down their pantyhose and panties. Soon we all observe their bare buttock exposed, thrust up ready for a good, firm paddling. They are told to thank their Masters after each swat and ask for the next one. I can sense trepidation in their eyes as they know it's going to be a painful twenty swats, but such is an enslaved sissy's life.

Both Masters will each deliver the swats as the Mistresses will count them out. For me my mind is a mess as I'm going to witness a punishment of two of my sissy sisters but more so out of volunteering for such punishment.

The locker room is dead quiet as ten of us stand at attention and await the paddling. The silence is ended as we all hear a swoosh from each paddle as they swing through the air and a firm crack as the paddles both make contact on the bare bottoms of sissy Jennifer and Camille. The sound of such made me shudder. Both sissy girls let out a cry as they take the pain of the swats, they then say, "Thank you Masters, may we have another one?" Mistresses count out "ONE". The next swat follows with the same results. Swat after swat I observe what is happening still in shock and I look at the other maids, all of us are quiet as we witness a firm paddling of two sissy sisters.

By the tenth swat each I see their buttocks are very pink from the paddling, they have ten more swats to endure. We all can see they are in tears as they give thanks after each swat and ask for another. The rest of us watching know this is all psychological training of us as well. I mean for me being my first time watching this my mind is being thoroughly conditioned to who are our Masters and Mistresses and their power over us sissies.

Thankfully we all witness the twentieth swats of each sissy girl. Their bottoms must be burning and the pinkish hue certainly tells us all what has just happened. Both girls are then told to stand back up and are given cool damp wash cloths to hold n their bottoms. They scamper back in line with pantyhose and panties down around their knees. We all gave thanks for being allowed to witness the paddling and we also give thanks to Jennifer and Camille.

Soon though Masters and Mistresses move on to the next topic and it revolves around me.

Master Mark says, "Sissy Chantel, step forward."

I do as I'm told and curtsey before them.

Master Mark says, "Chantel in trying to be very fair Masters and owners especially when we have a new sissy girl we all give opportunity to the new girl. Since you have been here for four days you have gotten a taste of what a sissy maid and slut's life will be here at 'The Agency' As we video the following you will be given three choices which will affect your future with us, do you understand?"

I reply, "Oh yes sir I understand sir."

Mark adds, "Ok over on the table you will see three sets of documents. One set also has two changes of male clothing. This document is one that lets you be free from your enslavement with us here. You will be free to leave and can change into male clothes. Now, lost monies, your sold off car and house cannot be returned but a cheque of $15,000.00 will be severance and will help you return back to a male's lifestyle. There will be no other conditions, you will be able to leave and taken your femme clothes with you."

I am standing before them all stunned at what I hear. 'You mean I can leave this slavery if I want.' I think.

Mistress Janet takes over, "Chantel your next choice if you do not want to be free from your slavery with us here will be a document that binds you for one full year to this date as a sissy maid and sissy slut. The document rides with the contract you already signed with us but puts an official sunset clause in your slavery with us."

Hmm I'm thinking, 'Why would I want to sign that contract if I can sign out from my slavery here?'

Master Mark adds more, "Chantel, your third choice is a document that confirms you slavery with us but 'INDEFINITELY!' Which means only we can choose how long you will live and serve as our sissy maid and sissy slut. But trust us, it will likely the rest of your life or if you become incapable of serving to our requirements, at such time we will retire you out as an Old Maid." He adds, "Now Chantel if you choose the indefinite document we will reward you today with a $1500.00 gift card that you will be able to go out this afternoon and go shopping for $1500.00 of feminine things. Now before you decide, remember your choice will be final. But recall you chose to way back a number of weeks ago role play sissy maid and slut. We are offering you the continuance of true sissy slavery. The other eleven girls all had the same options given to them as they were brought into slavery here. None of them chose to leave the lifestyle, so choose wisely."

I am standing a bit bewildered, I look at my sissy sisters and think, 'why did they not choose to leave and to be free?' I think about my choices and walk up to the table, I see male clothes and three documents. It should be so easy, choose freedom, but why then am I struggling here? Jeez I should be signing the document that frees me and I get at least $15,000.00 to help me get my male life back in order. But dammit a part of me knows I'm a sissy faggot as scary, tough and confusing as slavery is a part of me loves the feeling of knowing how my life as a sissy maid and slut will be. To know my Masters will rule fully over me is a bit comforting. To see eleven other sissy girls here and to know none of them chose to be free from it all is really a powerful feeling on my mind.

I make my choice and believe it or not I actually pick up a pen and sign the document for my indefinite enslavement. I mean WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME! But as if I'm under the mental control of another person I finish signing this document.

I pick up the document and the $1500.00 gift card and walk back to where Masters and Mistresses are. I curtsey and as I hand them the document I say, "Dear Masters and Mistresses, I have chose to stay on as an indefinite sissy slave. It will be my honour and desire to hopefully live my life out enslaved to you all and under your dominance and control of me and my sissy life."

They all smile as Master Randolph says, "Congratulations Chantel, we think you made the right choice. Sissy slavery is for you and you know it, just as it is for your sissy sisters here. You will never be offered freedom from your service ever again. Only we will decide your eventual fate. You can now live to concentrate on being the best sissy slave that you can. Slavery to us at 'The Agency' will all you will be and do from now on."

Mistress Linda now adds, "Sissy Chantel, by your agreement you have been gifted a $1500.00 gift card that you will be able to use out shopping for feminine things today. That card is yours, but if you wish you may choose to surrender it and take these twelve $200.00 gifts cards, one will be yours all be it only for $200.00 but you can please your sissy sisters by gifting them $200.00 each and as such all twelve of you will be able to go out shopping today for feminine things. It's your choice dear."

I take a few moments and think but I know I must live with my eleven other sissy sisters and want to make them feel good today, so I agree to take the twelve $200.00 cards and hand eleven out to my sissy sisters and just keep $200.00 for myself. Everyone is pleased with me and my choice.

Once all of us have a $200.00 gift card we are told that at 3:00pm will will be able to leave dressed in our maids outfits to go out shopping in public. It's 1:45pm right now and we are told a further reward will be allowing all of us to have our chastity devices taken off, freeing our sissy dicks. We are told that from now about 1:45pm until 2:30pm will will engage in a sissy orgy, a group sex session right here in the locker room. So I guess we will suck, fuck be sucked and be fucked by each other sissy girl... WHAT A LIFE! I moment we will be engaging in this sissy sex, then go out shopping. Sundays are quite special days I figure.
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