The Making of A Sissy Part 5

“Make it seven Mr Roberts; I want her to learn to respect her betters.” Bella braced herself as best she could, teetering on tip-toe; Roberts’ cock was now vertical up under his belt as he viewed the soft white bottom. Bella watched in the mirror as he raised the wicked cane for the first time. Down it came viciously, cutting smartly across both soft cheeks; Bella howled in pain as the rod bit home, the girls and Jane marvelled at the way a sharp red line blushed from pink to red, marking the sissy’s bottom sweetly. She cried like a baby as Roberts brought the cane down again and again; the girls giggling openly at her distress; Tara’s pussy bulged with pleasure, she was thoroughly enjoying Bella’s misery.

Roberts was ready to explode in his confinement as he viewed the bawling sissy, and the wicked lines across that sweet bottom as he prepared for the seventh stroke. Bella was in agony and yet somehow in ecstasy too; she managed to look at the reflection, saw the pleasure on the faces of her tormentors, felt the pain wracking her bottom- and desperately wanted to come. Her cock dribbled sweetly as Robert’s readied her for the last stroke by placing the cane under her cheeks, ensuring her pert little bottom stood up and out. She watched as he raised the cane for the last time, then brought it whooshing down; the sound now sweet to Bella’s submissive ears. As the cane cut home, Bella moaned and cried in a sweet mixture of emotion, her little cock spurted gloriously as she came for the cane.

Bella collapsed over the couch, weeping pitifully; Roberts looked at Jane with a knowing look and she dismissed the girls from the room. Tar and the other two left begrudgingly, but smiled down at the whinging sissy as they left. Bella was pulled round and made to kneel before Roberts; the tears flowed down her sweet cheeks as the burly man wrestle with his zip. Bella was now confronted with a huge erect cock. Jane took the cane and made for the door to ensure the girls were not looking.