I'm nearly breathless after Rob repeatedly screwed me so many times after breakfast that I've completely lost track of time. It feels so good to be curled up next to him in a fetal position, thinking about his semen inside me, and remembering how it got there.

Rob hasn't said anything for a while, and when I turn over to kiss him, his eyes are closed and he's fast asleep. I'm surprised when I check the time and it's almost noon. We've been in bed fucking for almost three hours, so it's no wonder Rob is asleep. He has to be the best breeder in the world, at least in my world, but even a stud like Rob has his physical limits.

Our last fuck seemed to last forever. After I rode his cock and he jacked me off as I leaned back with his cock up my butt, Rob turned me over and fucked the ever-living shit out of me. He must have pumped me a half-hour at least before I felt the warmth of his seed coating my inner walls.

It took a lot of sucking to get his soft cock hard again, but I loved every second of it. It's such a dream having Rob's cock in my mouth, knowing that if I do a good job I'll get to feel him in my ass again. When he got on top of me for the third time today, my ass was as loose as an old whore's pussy.

He slipped into me with ease and then proceeded to fuck me almost non-stop for over an hour. Each time he'd flip me over to enter me at a different angle, he'd stick his cock in my mouth and I'd suck him a few minutes before spreading my legs for him again. By the time he shot his third load into me, we'd fucked in every conceivable position there is.

I barely felt that last load before Rob collapsed and told me I'd drained him dry. I felt so satisfied when he told me that, knowing I'd served my man and given him every pleasure I was capable of giving. I haven't even known Rob a day, but over the past twenty-or-so hours, he's taught me more about sissy-sex than I could have learned watching a hundred hours of sissy videos.

I feel so feminine now as I kiss him in his sleep. Lying on his back, I kiss down his neck, working my way towards his masculine chest and brushing my lips through his sensual chest hairs before sucking on his manly nipples. Gazing down toward his limp dick, less than half the size it was when it was inside me, I get the uncontrollable urge to have him in my mouth again.

He doesn't even move when I lick his soft shaft. Rolling the tip of my tongue around his foreskin, I'd like to pull it down to expose his purplish head, but I don't want to wake him up. He groans a little when I take him in my mouth, like I'm giving him pleasant dreams. With his entire cock in my mouth, I'm wishing I could take all of him when he's hard.

I'm sucking on his balls when I hear his cell phone beep with an incoming text. With Rob fast asleep, I pick up his phone to see a text message from Brenda.

'Hey, stud,' the text reads, 'how many times have you fucked my little slut?'

My heart skips a beat reading Brenda's words, as I can still almost feel Rob's cock slamming in and out of me. I send Brenda a text back.

'Hi, Mistress. It's Mandy, Rob's asleep.'

'Hi, my little whore. Did you wear the stud out?"

'I think so. He fucked me almost non-stop for three hours.'

'Good little sissy. You wanna join me for lunch? After that, I want to get you back on the beach to work on your tan."

'I'm hungry, but what about Rob?'

'Leave him a note. Tell him to text me when he wakes up.'

'Okay. I'll be down as soon as I get dressed.'

'Stupid sissy! Haven't you learned by now that sissies don't get dressed at this resort after they've been fucked?'

'But I was with Rob when I came down almost naked this morning.'

'Baby, here's the deal at this resort. When a sissy walks down the hall almost naked, everyone knows she's just been fucked. When a sissy walks down the hall fully dressed, it means she's ready to be fucked. And when a sissy is ready to be fucked, all the guys know she's fair game, and they'll be after a piece of your ass. So get your naked-ass down here, right now. And you better show up wearing nothing but panties!'

'Yes, Mistress,' I reluctantly text back.

~~~~~

I write Rob a note, beginning with the words, 'Dear Lover', before putting on my skimpy panties and walking down the hall towards the elevator. I'm relieved when no one sees me like this as I knock on our suite door.

"I see you survived your sissy 'walk of shame' and made it down here without getting raped," Mistress sarcastically says when she lets me in.

"I was worried someone would see me."

"What if they did? You're a sissy in a sissy resort. There's nothing unusual about a sissy coming back to her owner almost naked. You should be proud of yourself. You've had nothing but sex since we got here, like every other sissy. Sissies are worshipped here. This is a sissy paradise that you won't find too many other places."

"I guess I'm still getting used to it."

"Well, get used to it fast. You're wearing your bikini in the dining room when we eat lunch. I'm going to start advertising you."

"Advertising for what?"

"What do you think? Sex, of course. You're my little whore, and when I snap my finger, it means you suck or fuck for me."

"I told you I would, I just didn't think you'd start doing it right away."

"I wasn't going to, but you've done so well with Rob, and you took Jeff and Tony's cocks very well this morning. You're ahead of schedule, Mandy, and I'm so proud of you."

"Do I get to take a shower first?"

"You'll take a shower with me. We have a little formality we have to do to completely bond yourself to me."

"What kind of formality? Where's Sherry?"

"Sherry's with a guy she met in the bar while Rob was fucking you silly. Don't worry about her. Get those panties off, and then undress me, my sweet little sissy-whore."

It doesn't take long to undress Brenda, she's only wearing a bra and panties. Still, it turns me on every time I get this intimately close to her. It's not just her body, it's also the control she has over me, the way she's gotten me to want to do anything she asks. Whatever she has in mind for me in the shower, I'm sure I'll do it.

I'm immediately taken under her spell when she presses her gorgeous tits into my chest and kisses me with a lust I've never felt from her.

"Do you trust me?" she asks.

"Of course, Mistress. You know that."

"Will you do anything for me?"

"Yes, Mistress. Anything."

"Even if you don't like it at first? Will you still do anything with me, or for me?"

"I'm devoted to you, Mistress. Even if I don't like it, I'll try to do it."

"Just try? That doesn't sound convincing."

"I'll do it."

"That's better, my love. You are my love, Mandy. My sissy love. Come in the shower with me, and prove your devotion to me."

I'm a little nervous as we walk arm-in-arm into the bathroom, knowing that Mistress sometimes has devious and perverted intentions. I start to turn on the water before we step into the shower, but she stops me.

"We won't need the water right away," she says. "Come in the shower with me, my lovely. You don't know how beautiful it feels to be totally committed to your Mistress, but you will after I mark you as forever mine."

I want to ask her what's going on. What's she going to do? But I know asking her might trigger her wrath. She would challenge my loyalty to her, so without question, I step into the shower, into her loving arms, where she kisses me and encourages me to kiss her back.

"I love you, Mandy," she whispers with a passion. "You've always known that."

"I know you love me, Mistress. And I'm so in love with you."

"Kiss my tits," she orders me, which I eagerly do in a split second.

"Kiss lower," she says as I'm sucking her nipples.

Her hands are on my shoulders, pushing me down as I kiss her stomach and naval, a few inches from her pussy. My clitty wants to get hard, but it's been hard all day from the non-stop sex I've had with Rob all morning.

"On your knees, sissy-love"

I'm almost on my knees anyway, so it's just a small drop to rest them on the shower floor.

"You know what I want next, don't you sissy?"

"You want me to eat you."

"Yes, sissy, lick it real good. Get really into it, because this will be different than all the other times I've let you lick me down there."

"How so, Mistress?"

"Just lick. You'll know soon enough."

Mistress begins to moan as I lick inside her crevice. Her glistening lips always excite me when she gives me the privilege of getting her wet. My tongue explores as deep as it can as she leans back on the shower wall, spreading her legs a little to give me more access. There's a distinct taste of urine about her, and I wonder if she wiped herself when she last sat on the pot.

"Do you like how I taste?" she says as she holds my head.

"Uh huh," is about all I can say with my tongue buried in her.

"What do I taste like?"

"Pee."

"Yes, I saved it for you to lick. Do you like it?"

"I'm not sure."

"Then lick it some more until you're sure."

I start licking around her clit, running my tongue-tip under her hood to coax her sweet rosebud out of its hiding place. That little bud of tantalizing excitement she rarely lets me touch.

"Not there, Mandy. Not now," Mistress says.

"Where?"

Mistress lifts a leg, resting her foot on my shoulder to give me total access to her luscious pussy.

"Lick my hole."

'No problem', I think to myself as my tongue dives into her cunt hole. 'This is hot!' I think.

"Lick me, Mandy. Lick me deeply, baby," Mistress moans for me, or so I think.

My mouth is open wide, my tongue extended to the max, burrowing deep into her sweet pussy hole. She holds my head tightly against her snatch, holding me there in the ecstasy of her paradise. And then she does it. A small spurt of pee drips into my mouth as she holds my head so tight I can't move.

"Drink, Mandy. Drink a little of your Mistress, baby. Prove your devotion to me."

I don't really have a choice, the way she's pulling my head into her. She's also got her foot on my shoulder, making it almost impossible for me to move. I've struggled with Mistress a couple of times before, so I know she's physically stronger than me. There's no way for me to escape the increasing flow of her pee as it starts filling my mouth.

"I know you don't like it, baby, but that's the whole point. A Mistress needs her sissy to endure the ultimate humiliation for her. It's just between you and me, sweetheart. There's nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to be embarrassed about. Drink me."

I hold my tongue towards the back of my throat so I don't have to swallow any of her salty liquid as it fills my mouth.

"Relax, baby. Let yourself like it. You know you do. You'll do anything for me. Accept my essence and accept my mark. Let me know you'll be mine forever."

Mistress keeps telling me to relax as her warm urine overflows my mouth and drips down my chin. For some reason, unbeknownst to me, I do actually start relaxing and accept what she's doing, if for no other reason than she wants me to.

The salty, acidy taste isn't great, but it's not bad enough to make me gag or throw up. And what else am I supposed to do? She's got me pinned, and somehow, she always seems to know how far she can push me.

"Drink, baby, immerse yourself in me. Give me your ultimate submission, your ultimate devotion. Show me, baby, show me."

She relaxes her grip on my head. I can pull away if I want, but something inside won't let me. I hold my face close to her golden stream, moving sideways back and forth as she pees all over my face. It's the ultimate humiliation, but one I'll endure for my Mistress. I love her that much.

Sensing that I'm not pulling away anymore, she takes her foot off my shoulder, letting me kneel in front of her as she sprays her marking scent all down my chest and up into my hair. It seems like she'll never stop peeing, and my humiliation will never end. Then, as fast as it began, the steady stream of urine turns into short spurts, and finally a few drips as the worst of this humiliation comes to an end.

Although I managed to keep from swallowing most of it, a good portion went down my throat, enough for me to know that part of her essence is sitting in my belly. What was inside her body a few seconds ago is now inside of mine. It's not as bad as I thought it would be, kneeling in front of my Mistress, drenched from head to toe. I look up at my Mistress and see her smiling down at me, happier than I've ever seen her.

"I love you, sweetie," she says as she kneels in front of me.

Mistress then kisses and licks my pee-covered face, getting the golden liquid all over her face as well.

"Oh, baby," she says, "thank you! That's the ultimate turn-on for me, and the ultimate humiliation for you, your ultimate submission to me. Every Mistress baptizes her sissy in this way You and I are now of one mind."

"I'm your servant, Mistress, I'll do whatever you want."

"I know you will," she snaps her finger next to my ear, "When I snap my finger," she snaps next to my ear again, "you are to stop thinking and do whatever I ask of you," she snaps it again.

"Is that clear?" she snaps her fingers in both of my ears.

"Yes, Mistress," I say in a mesmerized state of complete obedience.

"From this moment on, consider yourself married to me," she says, "stand up and receive your Mistress's reward."

Mistress stays on her knees as I stand up next to her. She looks up at me and smiles as she starts licking my urine-coated cock. Never taking it in her mouth, she licks circles around my glans and pushes the tip of her tongue into my pee-hole.

Despite being so limp from being hard, for so long with Rob, the blood gushes into my shaft, giving me an almost instant hard-on. With my clitty standing straight-up, Mistress takes my ball sack into her mouth and keeps it there, gently sucking as her tongue rolls my balls all around inside.

As I moan for her, she releases my sack and licks up and down my shaft, making it twitch and jerk at her command. The pleasure is overwhelming, and not just the physical pleasure, but the mental pleasure of her loving me in a way only a Mistress can love.

I place my hands on her head to pull her closer to me, to which she says, "Don't touch me," and snaps her finger. "Enjoy this pleasure that only your Mistress can give you."

I'm barely able to stand, dizzy and consumed by this ultimate pleasure, as Brenda licks me until the cum oozes out of me in the most wonderful orgasm I've ever experienced. Mistress licks up every drop of my cum and makes sure I see it on her tongue before she swallows it all. When she's finished, she stands up to kiss me, embracing me and telling me how much she loves me.

"This little ritual is just between me and you," she tells me. "You are to never tell a soul about this, not even Sherry. This is our own special bond to signify a sissy's marriage to her Mistress. We will do this again from time to time, as I see fit."

Mistress then turns on the water and makes me stand there as she takes a bar of sweet-smelling soap and bathes me. Washing off every trace of her pee, except for the lingering urine taste in my mouth. I savor the taste of my Mistress, a taste I will come to love. My devotion to her knows no boundaries now. I have become her slave.

The taste lingers as she dries me off and we leave the bathroom to get dressed. Mistress lets me lie on the bed, allowing me to watch her as puts on her bikini. Watching her is like gazing at a goddess, so beautiful and so graceful in everything she does. Mistress slips a loose, casual pair of beach slacks over her bikini bottom and a transparent top that reveals her perfect breasts.

"Ready to put your bikini on, Mandy-love?"

"I'll need help with the gaff."

"No gaff today, sweetheart. Let your little sissy-clit be seen. Be proud of your clit, it's what makes you a sissy… my sissy."

After being hard most of the morning and cumming twice already today, there's nothing more than a little bump showing when I pull my bikini bottom up around my hips. It still feels a bit strange wearing women's swimwear, but I'm starting to feel more comfortable in it.

"No breast forms today, sweetheart," Mistress says after gluing the suction cups on my nipples. "You're a sissy, and everyone here knows you don't have breasts."

After she ties the strings to my sissy top behind my back, she shows me a silver-colored collar before snapping it around my neck.

"This is a special collar," she tells me. "A silver collar tells everyone that you're available for sucking. If I put a gold collar on you, it means you're available for fucking. You'll wear a gold one tonight."

"Come, baby," she takes my hand. "Let's go find you a cock."

~~~~~

I'm feeling very exposed as I follow Mistress down the hall wearing only a bikini and flip-flops. With Rob's cum in my ass and Mistress's pee in my belly, my devotion to her feels eternal. I have become her slave, willing to endure any humiliation, no matter how perverted I once thought it to be.

As we walk into the dining room, I see three other sissies with their owners, two wearing a gold collar and one with a silver. One of the gold-collared sissies is Marci, the sissy I giggled with on the elevator this morning. We smile at each other as I walk by, and she puts her finger in her mouth when she sees my silver collar, pumping it in and out, simulating a blow job.

"Do you know that sissy?" Mistress asks when we're seated.

"I saw her last night when Rob took me to dinner. I saw her again this morning on the elevator with Rob. Her name is Marci."

"I know. I see her every time I come here. She's probably the most popular sissy here at the resort."

"She said she fucked three guys last night."

"Not surprising. She's known as a gangbanger. Do you like her pierced nipples?

"They're kinda cute."

"I'm having your nipples pierced when we get home."

"I don't know about that."

"I know about that," Mistress snaps her finger. "You'll look good with pierced nipples. I'm gonna make you the hottest sissy in Sacramento."

"But piercing me?"

"Trust me, you'll love it."

Before I can mount any sort of protest, the waitress comes to take our orders. As soon as she walks away, Mistress changes the subject.

"See that guy over there?"

"The fat one?"

"Yeah. He's been looking at you since we walked in. He's looking for sissy-sex and he likes looking at you."

"How can you tell?"

"He's not having lunch. Just coffee. See? He's looking at you again. Smile at him and watch him blush."

I smile at him, and he smiles back before turning away.

"Will you suck his cock if I arrange it?"

"Probably."

"Probably?" Mistress snaps her finger.

"Definitely," I immediately obey when I hear her finger snap.

"That's better. Watch this."

Mistress gets up, walks over to the guy's table, and sits down. They talk for a few minutes as he glances at me more frequently. I see him reach for his wallet and give Mistress some cash. Then, they both get up and walk over to our table.

"Mandy, darling," Mistress says, "Go with this nice gentleman and show him what a good little cocksucker you are. No fucking."

I hesitate just a little until Mistress snaps her finger, to which I immediately get up and follow the guy out of the dining room. Marci sees me and gives me the blow job gesture with her finger in her mouth as I walk by.

I follow the guy into a restroom, where he opens a stall and motions for me to sit on the toilet. Without saying a word, he opens his pants in front of me to expose his very unimpressive cock. I'm not the least bit turned on by it, but a cock is a cock, and I'm Mistresses little cocksucker.

His fat belly presses against my forehead as I take his short, but thick cock in my mouth. He lets out a groan as I get him hard in only about a minute. I'm not enjoying this at all, after having Rob's beautiful cock all night. I tell myself, 'Don't think… just suck," as I suck him hard and fast, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible. He must be horny as hell because he cums in my mouth in about five minutes.

His cum tastes as sweet as every other load I've swallowed, so at least I'm enjoying that part of it. Like I was taught watching sissy videos, I look up at him, holding my cum-covered tongue out for him to see before swallowing it all.

"Thank you, sir, you have a very nice cock," I say, because that's what I'm supposed to say.

"That was a great blow job," he tells me.

I almost want to laugh at the way I was able to get him off so fast. But I keep my chuckles to myself as he zips up his pants and opens the stall door. He doesn't say a word as I follow him out of the restroom, and when we get in the hall, he walks away from the dining room, not towards it. Brenda was right again. He was only in the dining room to find a sissy to suck him, which turned out to be me.

When I get back in the dining room and walk by Marci, she giggles at me and rubs her hand in circles on her stomach, gesturing that she knows I just swallowed a load. I smile back at her in a gesture telling her that's exactly what I did. She blows me a kiss and that makes me feel good.

"That was quick," Mistress says as I sit down at our table. "Did you like it?"

"I liked swallowing his cum, but it was gross sucking his cock with that fat belly getting the way. And his cock was a joke, compared to Rob."

"Listen, sweetie, not very many men are as nice as Rob. You can spoil yourself when you're with him, but just know most of the men I'll be getting for you won't measure up to Rob. You'll be having sex with lots of men you won't want to be with. Just remember, you're my little whore, you're doing it for me, and you'll fuck when I snap my finger."

"I think I love Rob."

"That's obvious. I knew you'd be in love with him after one night."

"Is it possible to fall in love like that? I mean, so soon, and I'm already in love with you and Sherry."

"It happens all the time, baby. Sissies easily fall in love with their favorite stud. You're more in love with his cock than him at this point. But you'll be falling deeper in love with him the more you're with him. Rob told me this morning that he's falling for you, too. He wants to see you again.

"I wish he wasn't gay, because I'd crawl in the sack with him in a split-second. I'm jealous of you in that regard."

"He said he wants me to spend a weekend with him in Carmel sometime."

"He told me. I think it would be good for you to spend some time with gay men. It would help you get rid of the misconceptions about gay people that the church indoctrinated into you. You'd like his husband Max."

"Can we fall in love even though we're both married?"

"Absolutely. There are different kinds of love. People in the sexual circles I'm going to be introducing you to are often in love with several people at the same time. Mostly it's a sexual love, but often times two couples will fall in love and live together in a four-way marriage. Kinda like we have a three-way marriage. Just think, you've got two hot babes in love with you. How does that make you feel?"

"I feel better than I ever have my entire life."

"See, sissy-girl? Obedience to me has its rewards. We're spiritually married now, and as long as we are, I'll keep giving you pleasures other sissies only dream of.

"Looks like you're finished eating. Let's get out on the beach and soak up some sun. I want those sissy triangles to really stand out and show off your puffy sissy-nipples."

~~~~~

It's already around two o'clock by the time we get out on the beach, and the afternoon sun is bright and hot as Mistress has her arm around me, walking on the warm sand. I see lots of other sissies on the beach in a wide variety of swimsuits. Most are thong bottoms, with only a triangle patch to cover their clitties, and all of them have sissy tops like mine. A few are topless, and they look sexy to me as I see their bright-white triangles framing their nipples in stark contrast to their golden-tanned skin.

Mistress walks well past the main crowd and leads me away from the beach to a bright, secluded spot near the rocks. She lays our towels next to each other the long way before spreading tanning lotion over our bodies. Mistress is more generous with her body today, letting me touch her anywhere I want, and even moaning a bit when I spend a few minutes on her pussy.

She has me lie on my tummy to work the lotion into my back and legs. Then, as she did yesterday, she carefully places the plastic letters on my lower back, being careful to put them in the same exact spot.

"What are you putting on my back?" I get the courage to ask.

"It's a sissy brand. I'll show you tonight if it stands out enough. It'll make you more desirable to the men you'll be with."

"How many men?"

"We'll have to see how many I can round up. There's a lot of sissies here today, it'll depend on how many men are available to try out a new sissy. Just remember to stop thinking when I snap my finger, and just suck, like you did with that guy at lunch, sissy-whore."

She tells me not to move when she has the letters on my back, then takes off her beach slacks, along with her bikini bottom. She places several inches of folded towels next to my head to sit on, then sits in front of my face with her legs spread wide apart.

"Eat me, baby," she scootches herself close to my face as I look up. Now that we're a married Mistress/sissy couple, I'll be wanting you to take care of my pussy a lot more. Would you like that?"

"I love it, Mistress," I say as my tongue dips into her honey-hole.

"I knew you would. I really am in love with you, Mandy, just as much as I am with Sherry. Eat, baby, my pussy is all yours, now that your entire life belongs to me."

I don't even care that she said my entire life belongs to her now as I get into the delicacy between her legs. Her pussy never tasted so sweet as it does here with the sun shining on her glistening wet lips. I hear her phone beep with a text, but I keep on licking as she answers a text from Rob.

~~~~~

'Hey Bren,' Rob texts, 'I woke up without my sissy.'

'You mean, MY sissy?'

'Yes, of course. Your sissy. Is she with you? "

"Yeah, we're on the beach. I'm branding her sissy mark deep into her skin. She said you fell asleep. Did she wear you ass out?"

"That she did, Bren. You've got a first-class sissy right there. The little bitch is insatiable. I hope I can get hard for her tonight.'

'You'll have to share her. I'm gonna try to get a gang bang going after dinner. You're free to join in, of course. No charge for my breeder. Did you introduce her to accepting your pee yet?"

"A little bit. I shot a spurt in her mouth this morning. She didn't like it at first."

"They never do. But they all love it eventually. I filled her mouth with piss after she left you."

"You did? What a bitch you are!"

"I know,(giggle giggle) I'm gifted that way. It's easier for them to drink female pee than male pee. But she should be easier for you to work with, now that she's had her mouth full of it."

"If I had a pussy like yours, I could get a bitch to do anything."

"Well you know my pussy is yours if you ever want to try the opposite sex."

"You know you can't tempt me."

"Sorry Rob, I just had to throw that in. I'd never want to change you. We'll be done here in an hour or so. I'm gonna keep her under the oven until she starts turning red. I'll give you a call and you can join us for dinner and the fun that comes after."

"I wouldn't miss it. Bye, love.(kiss)'

'(kiss)'

~~~~~

We stay on the beach another hour or so before Mistress decides I've had enough sun and takes me back up to our suite. I'm tired as anything, and plop on the bed to get some rest while Mistress takes a shower by herself. I was kinda hoping she'd invite me to take one with her, but after she 'baptized' me earlier, I was afraid to ask if I could join her.

While I'm taking my shower, I reflect on how much my sex life has changed for the better in the two days we've been at this sissy resort. I feel so good about accepting my sissy life now, and after spending a night with Rob, the entire way I was taught to look at gay people has been turned upside-down. I'm no longer afraid to kiss a man because of what Rob taught me about male-to-male sex.

I'm feeling so self-confident when I step out of the shower and dry myself off in front of the mirror. My white bikini bottom lines are really showing after several more hours under the sun has bronzed the rest of my skin. The white sissy triangles around my nipples really show up nice, and the suction cups seem to be making my nipples stick out permanently, which I like.

Mistress comes into the bathroom as I have my back to the mirror, trying to get a good look at my tanned back. "Whatcha looking at?" Mistress asks me.

"I'm trying to see what you branded on my lower back."

"Why didn't you ask?"

She gets a hand mirror and we both start giggling when I see in big, white, cursive letters against my bronzed skin the word… 'SISSY.'