Friday, February 11, 2011

A Sissy Girlie-Boy - part 2

It's been six weeks since Mommy first dragged me to Frank's Hideaway.  Since then, I've been coming to the bar every Saturday night.

Tonight is just like every other Saturday night.  Following Frank's instructions, Mommy delivered me to the bar at 8:30, half an hour before the bar opened.  I take my position on the stool that Frank assigned me at the far end of the bar.  There are three other girls parked at the bar tonight -- real girls, not girlie-boys like me.  They never talk to me.  Tonight I'm wearing one of the new dresses that Mommy bought for me.  It is a tight black dress with sheer mesh sleeves.  The dress is so short that it doesn't even properly cover me when I sit on my stool.  I'm also wearing some strappy black platform shoes with very high heels.  Frank tells me that I look perfect and that, dressed like this, that he's sure that I will be very busy tonight.
And just like every Saturday, I look like a total Sissy faggot.  With just a hint of make-up, no wig, no fake boobs, I am obviously not a real girl.  I am a Sissy boy in a dress. 
At 9:00, the bar opens and the men start to pour in.  By 9:15, I have a crowd of about 5 or 6 men hovering around me, trying to buy me drinks, brushing up against me trying to get a feel.  I do my best to smile and seem interested in all the attention.   By 9:30, one of the men has paid Frank to take me into "the back room".   I get up from my stool and let me first "date" of the evening lead me into the back.

And so begins another horrifying Saturday night for me at Frank's Hideaway.

Six weeks ago, when Mommy first brought me here, Frank explained to me how things work in his bar.  Men -- dozens and dozens of men -- come to Frank's Hideaway for the chance to spend some "private time" with one of the bar girls.  Frank's customers pay him $100 to take a girl into "the back room" for 25 minutes.  The back room used to be a dining room.  Now it's set up with four small cubicles, each with a couch, a small table and curtain for a door.

Frank explained that I would be his newest bar girl.

I shouted, "You're both crazy!  You can't make me do that!"  And I ran for the door.  But in my high heels, I couldn't run fast and Frank caught me before I was even half way to the exit.  Mommy slapped me hard and started screaming in my face that I had better cooperate or I would be sorry.  Mommy told Frank to beat me if I ever misbehaved.  Mommy ordered me sit sit on a bar stool and to listen carefully to Frank's instruction. 

For the next ten minutes, Frank told me everything I needed to know.  I was crying the  whole time.  Mommy slapped me twice more telling me to stop balling like a little Sissy.  Frank explained that after a man pays the bartender $100, I have to take him back to one of the cubicles and "entertain" him.  Frank pointed out that 25 minutes isn't very long, so that I need to work fast because the customers get very angry if they don't get to cum before the 25 minute bell goes off.

"Please no," I whimpered.  "please don't make me do this." 

"Shut up and behave, Sissy!"  Mommy shouted, slapping me again, this time harder than before.

Frank continued by explaining that once the 25 minute bell goes off, I only have 5 minutes to get myself cleaned up before it's the next man's turn.  And any time I'm not with a customer in the back room, I need to be at the bar on my stool.  Most men want blow jobs, Frank explained, but some would want to fuck my ass.  Therefore, Frank advised, I better arrive well lubricated.  That's when I fainted and fell off my stool.

That was six weeks ago.  But right now it is 9:30 and I am being led by my first "date" of the evening back to one of curtained rooms.  He looks a little familiar, maybe he's been a customer before.  He has a hand squeezes my ass hard as we walk together.

Once in the cubicle, I draw the curtain closed.  He is already seated on the couch and he tells me to come sit on his lap.  I do and he starts feeling me up and kissing me.  I start moaning and panting because I know that makes the men excited.  He sticks his tongue deep into my mouth and I suck on it.  I start rubbing the bulge in his pants.  I can tell that he enjoys that.

"Do you want to suck my cock?"  he asks.  "Oh, yes please," I reply breathily, doing my best to get him excited.  He smiles.

I slide off his lap and position myself on my knees between his legs.  I help him take off his pants.  His big cock is already starting to get erect.  I stuff his cock into my mouth and get to work.  I frantically attack his rod with my lips, my tongue, my teeth.  With my hands, I play with his balls.  I moan while I suck on him.  In just a few minutes, I feel his muscles tense.  He is going to cum any minute.   I relax slightly knowing that he will finish before my 25 minute deadline.  He grabs my head hard and pushes my face into his crotch.  His cock is down my throat and I want to gag, but I fight it.  He explodes in my mouth and it feels like a gallon of hot cum is pouring into my mouth.

"Swallow it, Sissy," he says.  "Swallow it all!" 

I work hard to swallow and lick up every drop.  And just as I finish giving his cock a thorough tongue bath, the 25 minute bell goes off.  The man stands up and roughly pushes me away, knocking me to the floor.  He pulls up his pants and pushes through the curtains to return to the bar.  I hear him mutter, "Disgusting Sissy whore," as he leaves.

I race to the ladies' bathroom to brush my teeth and to put on some fresh lip gloss.  I have only a couple of minutes before my next "date."  Two of the other bar girls are also in the restroom, cleaning themselves up.  One of them snarls, "Get out of here.  This room is for 'ladies', not Sissy faggots!"  The other girl laughs and says, "I hear the Sissy doesn't get paid for blow jobs -- he pays to give blow jobs!"  They both howl with laughter.  I try to ignore their abuse as I frantically scrub the taste of cum out of my mouth. 

I race back to  my stool just as the 10:00 bell sounds.  My next "date" is waiting to walk me to my cubicle in the back room. 

And so my nightmare continued until the bar closed at 3:00 in the morning, I was pretty much in the back room all evening -- I think I had 9 or 10 dates tonight!  I had men cumming in my mouth and in my bottom all night long. 

Mommy picked me up at around 3:15 and got an envelope of cash from Frank for my share.  I handed her my tips for the night and she was very angry that I hadn't collected more.

"Well, Jackie," Mommy said on the drive home, "I have great news for you!  Starting next week, Frank wants you to work at the bar on Friday nights too!  Isn't that wonderful!"

I cried all the way home. 

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dear Miss Linda, You continue to amaze. When it comes to humiliation, you have the best blog on the planet. Please give us more! The photo really puts this caption over the top. I bet that most of your fans would love to work for Frank! Love, Donna

AmmyM2F said...

where do you find these pics. I want to look like that. except I want to have breasts.

Anonymous said...

Fabulous piece of writing, I just adore it and wish it were real and about me. Hope there is lots more to come. sissy jayne xx

julie said...

this is wounderful i so wish it was me and that i was made to get brests inplants

MissKC said...

*giggles**

be a goodgirl you simpering sissy

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Shauna Marie said...

Another night working should help the household even more.

Anonymous said...

Just fell in love with the boy in the pic.

Anonymous said...

Poland- a small hompphobic country at middle europe. Being attracted by own gender or being a cd is treated as the same and against the law. Im polish and sissy. There is no word as sissy in polish language. I love that pics. The boy u wrote about has a good sissy life. I must stay asmAN forever. Im 36yo now 6'8"high and vary fat.

Anonymous said...

delightful, I wish that was me, I love swallowing cum and felling it in my back passage

Unknown said...

you are gorgeous