In the week since Don and his business partner had destroyed my holes and fucked the last hopes of me being a man out of my soul, I had barely seen Don. We had spent a couple of days at sea on the superyacht, where I had chilled with my sister in sissyhood, Lexi, and Mistress Bella. Whenever Lexi or I asked about Don, Bella would just respond by saying he was busy working.

We had now moored just off the coast of Istanbul, and after Bella had finished playing with Lexi and me one night, our sexy French mistress announced, "Girlies, I'm so pleased with what you have both become."

Lexi and I both smiled at each other as we lay in a puddle of each other’s juices.

She continued, "A good mistress rewards her pets for good behaviour, and tomorrow I have a treat for both of you."

I took a breath of anticipation under my lips as Bella paused before finishing, "I am taking both of you to a women's clinic tomorrow to make a few changes to your bodies. I think it is only fair to make each treat proportionate to how far along the scale to womanhood you both are."

I could feel my tiny clitty, which had been locked in a pink chastity cage for months with no release, jump with excitement.

Before I had the chance to ask any questions, Lexi cooed, "Oh, Mistress, thank you! I can't wait for it." 

She paused momentarily, thinking, before continuing, "But I thought Turkish people weren't particularly accepting of sissies like us?"

"Well, you are right, Lexi," Mistress Bella replied in her husky French accent. "If they caught you on the streets, I'm not sure what harm would become of both you sluts."

A moment of fear entered me, before Bella put us at ease: "We're going to have to disguise both of you as good, modest Turkish women tomorrow. I'll leave some bits outside your bedroom door for you both to wear in the morning."

With that, Bella left Lexi and me alone in our cabin. As we showered off and began to get ready for bed, we chatted as we both tried to guess what our treats might be for tomorrow. Once clean and tired, we cuddled in bed and tried to fall asleep. 

I woke the next morning to an anonymous knock on our cabin door. As I rose out of my slumber, I opened the door in the pink nightie I had slept in to see two beautiful long silk dress robes, alongside some matching headscarves. I grabbed both before waking up Lexi, too.

Once freshened up, I put on a white flowery lace thong with a matching bralette, then picked up one of the silk dress robes. It was a deep blue colour and was soft to the touch. As beautiful as it was, I also felt a pang of sadness putting it on, as it completely hid my figure. I then wrapped the scarf around my head and finished my look by putting on some big sunglasses, which hid half my face.

Lexi had also finished getting dressed in the matching dress robe. Staring in the mirror at the two of us, we were barely distinguishable from each other in our disguises. We made our way up to the rear deck, where Mistress Bella was waiting for us. 

Barely saying a word, she signalled for us to get into the tender, which took us to the pier in the nearby harbour, where Bella ushered us into the back of a blacked-out car. As we drove through the hustle and bustle of Istanbul, I stared out the window and inspected all the passersby. The city seemed so frantic, and its inhabitants seemed so different compared to home. 

I hadn't been keeping track of time, but after a while, our car pulled up to some big gates in front of a grand building. As they opened, our car crawled in and came to an eventual stop next to a doorman who opened my door and held out his hand. Politely, I accepted his hand, and as I climbed out of the car, I smiled at the doorman behind my big sunglasses and wondered if he knew my sissy secret. I looked around and saw a sign saying the building was a cosmetic hospital. Mistress Bella led Lexi and me into the hospital's reception. 

"Olivia, go sit down over there," she ordered me as she pointed at some chairs on the other side of the reception.

I did as commanded, and as I sat and inspected my surroundings, I saw Bella and Lexi speaking to the receptionist. Lexi was given a clipboard, which she filled in, and then was led away into the hospital. Bella continued her chat with the receptionist for a few more minutes before coming over to me and sitting down.

"Well, we should see your friend in a few hours," she wryly remarked in her French accent.

In silence, I wondered what the doctors were going to do to Lexi. 

A few minutes later, a nurse came out behind a door, "Olivia!" she called out.

I could feel my face reddening. I sat frozen still until Bella hissed at me. As the nurse called out again, I put my hand up to grab the nurse's attention.

The nurse clocked me, "You're up next," pausing for an uncomfortable moment, "Ma'am."

Mistress Bella had already stood up as I gained my composure and followed her and the nurse down the hallway and into a private room.

"Welcome, Olivia. Before we begin, you are going to have to take off all your clothing and put this gown on." I took what she handed me as she continued, "I am just going to fetch the consultant."

The nurse closed the door behind her as I took my headscarf off and began de-robing, then unclipped my white flowery bralette and stepped out of the matching thong. I was naked for a moment, except for my little pink chastity cage, before I put the hospital gown on and wrapped it around my waist, and sat down on the hospital bed.

Mistress Bella was sitting on a chair in the corner of the consultant's room and was inspecting me silently as we waited.

I couldn't take the quiet anymore. "Mistress, please, can you tell me what they’re going to do to me today?"

She could see how nervous I was, and she must have taken pity on me as she responded, "We're going to make you beautiful, Olivia. The doctor is going to permanently remove all of your body hair and give you some great blowjob lips."

Before I had any time to ask, the nurse entered the room again, with whom I guessed was the consultant, and closed the door behind them.

As he peered up from his clipboard, he welcomed me, “Welcome to the women’s clinic, Olivia. Is this your first time having any work done?”

Before I could answer, Mistress Bella responded on my behalf, “This is her first time to a place like this. The girl is ever so nervous….. Well, she’s not quite a real girl….. yet.”

Both the doctor and the nurse looked a little confused, so Bella continued, “Olivia used to be a weedy boy called Ollie, but she has eagerly leapt at the opportunity of becoming my sissy pet.”

I heard the nurse gasp in shock at the revelation. The doctor, however, was much more reserved. He inspected me with his piercing eyes before asking, “Is this true, Olivia?”

“It is, Doctor,” I stammered out.

He spoke slowly now, “Well, as long as you want to be here and want to have these procedures, it makes no difference to me. Is this the case?” 

I turned to Mistress Bella, who smiled encouragingly at me, before I replied, “Yes, I want you to help me become as real a woman as possible.”

The doctor smiled at my response, “In that case, Olivia, let’s begin. Please take your gown off and lie down on the bed.”

I followed his instructions and revealed my effeminate naked body as I lay on the surgical bed. Only the little pink chastity cage remained as I peered down. 

The Consultant had spotted my sissy cage too: “You’re going to have to take that off if you want me to completely laser away all your body hair.”

I was about to say that Mistress Bella never released me, but she threw the key onto my belly.

“Here you go, sissy! Hope you enjoy the temporary freedom,” she joked.

My clitty had been continuously locked for over three months with no release. I carefully unlocked the cage, then pulled the cage and the ring off me. Even as my clitty swelled with its newfound freedom, I was surprised by how much smaller it looked than what I had remembered it as.

Almost knowing what I was thinking, Mistress Bella giggled, “Your little shrimp has really shrunk!”

I could feel my cheeks reddening as she continued, “Don’t you worry, slut. I have an even smaller cage for you to put on when you get dressed.”

I was surprised by how overt Bella was being, but even the consultant chimed in, “I don’t think I have seen such a small penis in quite some time. I am starting to understand why you chose to be a woman now, Olivia.”

With that, the doctor pulled over a big machine to the side of the bed I was lying on and began lasering all my body hair off.

It took a while, but soon enough, the doctor had incinerated all traces of hair on my body.

Marvelling at his own work as he finished up, the Consultant announced, "Beautiful… Now you shouldn’t have even a hint of hair for the next 6 months. After that, you just need to visit a doctor again to repeat the procedure.”

“Thank you, Doctor," I replied as I peered down at my flawless body on the bed.

The consultant told the nurse who had been standing by the door to gather the bits for my next procedure, and as we waited, he began chatting with Mistress Bella.

After a brief lull in the conversation, Mistress Bella, in her husky French accent, posed a question: “Doctor, now that you’re done with the laser, can we lock Olivia’s little micro-penis up again?”

In truth, I had been staring at my clitty since it had been freed. It felt so alien not having it restrained. I knew that my dick hadn’t been the biggest when Mistress Bella had initially locked me up a few months back, but the chastity cage had shrunk it even further, and now, even after the excitement of my freedom, it was only about half the size of my pinky finger.

The Consultant must have been taken aback by Mistress Bella’s question as he took a moment to respond to her, as his eyes inspected me, “I see no reason why we can’t reapply a cage, provided that is what Olivia wants?”

Both the consultant and Bella turned to me as I nodded obediently to both of them.

“Wonderful!” Bella exclaimed as she reached into her handbag, pulling something out and then passing it to the consultant, “I have a new cage that I want you to lock Olivia up in.”

Mistress Bella had one of those sultry voices that commanded obedience, and as the consultant nodded to her instructions, he held the new chastity cage in his hand, and I saw that it was a metal flat one. 

He then grabbed the ring and squeezed my dicklette and balls through it; even for me, this was tight. Before any blood could swell into my stiffening clitty, the doctor clamped down on it with the metal flat cage, destroying any chance of it becoming erect. Then, with a final twist of his wrist, he locked the cage in place with a key.

I could see a little pre-cum leaking out the front of my new flat cage, as my little balls ached from the tightness of their new home.

Finished with the key, he passed it back to Mistress Bella, but she batted his hand away, “Oh, we won’t be needing to unlock Olivia. Throw the key in the rubbish bin.”

I was mortified as I watched the consultant drop the key in the bin. Before I could protest, the nurse re-entered the operating room with a tray holding some test tubes of liquid and a syringe. He took the tray from the nurse and began filling the syringe from the test tubes.

“Don’t worry, Olivia, injecting lip filler only takes a few moments,” the consultant remarked as he moved towards me with the syringe in hand.

After a few brief stabs of my lips with it, I could feel them puffing up immediately.

Bella, obviously pleased with herself, cooed, “What perfect blowjob lips you now have, sissy.”

The consultant chuckled upon hearing this before disclaiming, “Although Olivia’s mouth does look ravishing, you should probably wait a few days for the inflammation to settle before her new lips are ready for that sort of thing.”

He flicked his surgical gloves into the bin before continuing, “We’re all done for the day, so when you’re ready, please get dressed and head back to the waiting room for your other friend.”

In all that had been going on with me, I had forgotten Lexi was also in the hospital having her own work done.

As I sat up from the bed, I pulled my white flowery thong back on and briefly paused to admire how my new flat chastity cage hid my sissy bulge under the lace before pulling on the matching bralette, and then climbing into the blue silk robe and wrapping the headscarf on. Completing the look, I slotted my sunglasses back on before I headed back into the waiting room with Mistress Bella.

We sat there for a couple of hours, as I inspected passersby, and I tried to ignore the mild discomfort from the aftereffects of the laser and lip filler. Eventually, I spied Lexi walking back into the waiting room. Like me, I noticed that her lips looked a lot puffier, but differently. Under the silhouette of her robes, I noticed the outline of some new, round, and perfectly formed breasts.

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Flash forward a couple of weeks, and we were moored in a marina on the coast of Bahrain. The superyacht had left Istanbul soon after we had come back from the hospital and travelled down the Suez Canal and around the Gulf of Arabia. I had been quite thankful for the travelling, as it had afforded me some time for my lips to recover and for the redness on my skin from the laser to fade.

Don and Mistress Bella were hosting a party on the superyacht today, the first since they had ensnared me into becoming a sissy, and Lexi and I were in our room getting dressed, ready to host all the guests.

As we pulled outfits out of the wardrobe and drawers and threw them onto the bed, Lexi was telling me the dos and don’ts for later: “Make sure to enjoy yourself, but most importantly, Don and Mistress Bella want us to make sure we keep all their friends as happy and as satisfied as possible.”

I nodded my understanding, but in truth, my eyes were transfixed on Lexi’s new boobs. They had been modelled on Bella’s own perfect breasts. Each one was a good, perky handful, and Lexi’s tiny nipples poked out at the front.

Eventually, we settled on wearing matching metallic-looking thong bikinis. Mine was silver, and Lexi’s was gold. The thong bottom snugly rode up my ass crack as I pulled it on, and the triangle bikini top tied at the back but showed just the right amount of cleavage at the front. I loved how my silver metallic bikini accentuated my belly button piercing, too. We completed the look by popping some big hoop earrings on. Staring back in the mirror at both of us, we looked like two elegant, but slutty, sisters.

We headed up to the top deck before each grabbing a glass of champagne and settling into the hot tub, just in time for Don’s and Bella’s guests to arrive. Mistress Bella had already told us the night before that all the guests were either fellow billionaire expats living in the Middle East or Arabs, all with their girlfriends. What she hadn’t told us was that all the girlfriends who were on the arms of their guests were super-hot models.

All the guests arrived one after another, and I guessed that pretty much all the male guests were in their fifties or early sixties, whilst their model girlfriends all appeared to be in their early 20s, and like Lexi and me, were dressed for the pleasure of their men. There were about fifteen couples in total, and shortly after the last ones arrived, the superyacht pulled out of the harbour it was moored in and headed out to international waters.

The drinks were flowing, and everyone looked like they were having a great time, as the music beat. Bella had been in conversation with two older men, but she caught my eye and came over to the hot tub that Lexi and I were in, with the men in tow.

“Gentlemen, I’d like to introduce you to the entertainment for the day. Meet Lexi and Olivia,” she announced.

I giggled briefly before greeting both older men. “Would you two like to keep us company in here?”

They didn’t need any further encouragement, as they threw their tops off and jumped into the hot tub with us. 

We chatted, flirted, and drank a lot of champagne as a foursome as the tipsiness set in.

The older man I had been speaking to leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “I can tell my girlfriend doesn’t approve of you.”

“What do you mean?” I quizzically responded.

“Over there,” he signalled. “She’s the one glaring at us with daggers.”

I followed where the older man’s hand was pointing, over to a group of models chilling on some seats. I saw a pale, slender brunette wearing an elegant dark brown bikini, angrily staring back at me.

I leaned into the older man’s ear that I was already snuggled up to and whispered back, “Let’s give her something to be annoyed with.”

Before I gave the older man time to respond, I shifted where I was in the hot tub so that I was now sitting in his lap. 

We continued chatting away in the jacuzzi as I discreetly grinded my ass in the older man’s lap. I could tell he was enjoying himself as I felt his cock grow harder under his swim shorts. I could feel his hands caressing my soft legs as they inched up my thighs under the bubbling water. His right hand moved to the front of my thong bikini bottom as he felt what he thought would be a woman’s pussy. His big firm hands squeezed against my flat chastity cage and little locked balls before he seemingly realised what he was squeezing. 

I could feel the older man tense up in shock. Then he gently pushed me off his lap and climbed out of the hot tub without saying a word. I felt a horrid feeling of shame and rejection build in my stomach as I struggled to look around the party. Thankfully, Lexi and the man she was flirting with hadn't noticed. As I continued spying on the party from inside the hot tub, I spotted the older man from moments ago now chatting with Don and pointing in my direction.

Oh shit! I thought to myself. I didn't want to get in trouble with Don. He looked as majestic as ever, being a bald, muscular black man with a goatee. He had a hot, skinny blonde model attached to his waist, whom he was publicly groping. The blonde model was wearing a pale blue bandeau dress that barely covered her ass.

Don coughed loudly to grab his guest's attention. "Welcome, everyone! I am so pleased to have so many friends and lovely ladies aboard for our party. I expect everyone here to have lots of fun today and enjoy each other's company." 

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Lexi, Olivia, get your sweet asses out of the hot tub and get over here."

I turned to Lexi, slightly puzzled, but she just shrugged at me and began climbing out. Not wanting to cause a scene, I followed suit, and we began strutting over to our black master. 

I could feel everyone's eyes on us in our slutty metallic thong bikinis as Don finished up his speech to the party. "These are my sissy bitches." I heard a few gasps of surprise. "Bella and I have trained these two whores in the ways of pleasuring men and worshipping women. So please do make use of them in any way any of you see fit."

A few months ago, the idea of being outed like this would have terrified me, but something had changed in my life, and I felt somehow empowered by the endorsement of the big black alpha male.

"Sissies, get down on your knees and warm me up for my guest," Don commanded.

I eagerly knelt in front of Don's crotch, as he still had his hand on the skinny blonde model's ass, and pulled the waistband of his shorts down. His thick black cock fell out and almost hit me in the face. I gobbled his soft tip in my mouth as I slowly worked my hands up and down his shaft. His skinny blonde model looked down at me, worshipping Don's soft dick, perplexed. 

He turned to her. "Why don't you let Lexi help warm you up? After all, you are going to need to be wet if you want to fit me in your pussy."

She nodded back at him before yanking up her short, pale blue bandeau dress to reveal that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. The skinny blonde model had a thin landing strip of hair above her vagina, which Lexi took as the guide to crawl in between her legs and began licking her pussy.

I began slowly bobbing my head up and down, Don's meaty black shaft. He wasn't fully hard yet, but I could feel him growing in my throat. I wanted to put on a good show for all his guests, so with a deep breath, I buried his semi-hard monster down my throat and pushed my face into his pelvic bone. As I held him there, with his pubes tickling my nose, I heard a faint moan next to me, which I guessed came from the skinny blonde model who Lexi was licking out. 

I did my best to hold off on gagging on his big black cock for as long as possible, but eventually I yanked my head up for air, and in doing so, slobbered a little on his glistening dong. Kneeling back, I had a quick look around and saw Lexi's face buried in the skinny blonde model's crotch, with the model’s hands wrapped in Lexi's hair. I also saw that a few of the guests were now partially naked. Some of the women had their boobs out and were playing with each other, some of the men had their dicks out and were wanking to the show or had female attendees jerking their dicks for them. I even spied one naked couple heading downstairs for some private time.

I was still wanking Don's wet pole and was about to take him in my mouth again when he swatted me away.

"That's enough, sissy," Don spoke in his deep manly voice. "I'm ready for some sweet pussy now."

Don took the skinny blonde model's hand and yanked her off Lexi's face and led her inside the superyacht.

It looked like a lot of the guests had gone inside to find some more privacy, so I got up off my knees and wandered inside to see what was going on there, still in my tiny silver metallic thong bikini.

Inside, I could hear moans coming from down the hallway of the superyacht, so I tiptoed in the direction of the noise to try and get a look. Before I got far, I felt two hands on my shoulders shove me against the wall, and before I had time to react, one of the female model guests was choking me.

"You dirty, slutty bitch! How dare you try to flirt with my man?" my assaulter shouted in a Slavic accent.

I recognised the pale brunette model and realised she must have been the girlfriend of the older man I had been grinding on in the jacuzzi. As I clasped at her hand around my throat, I had to admit her body was amazing in her dark brown bikini.

She let go of me as she continued her tirade, "You want to be with my man, then let's see what you're made of, slut!"

The pale Slavic brunette let go of my throat and grabbed hold of my silver thong bikini bottoms and yanked them down, revealing my locked clitty in its new flat metal cage.

She cackled at what she found. "So pathetic. No wonder you dress like a woman with that microscopic thing."

I could feel my face reddening as I gasped for air.

"You need to be taught the power of a real woman," she whispered in my ear.

With that, the pale Slavic brunette grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me into an empty bedroom, before throwing me onto the bed. As I rearranged myself, I realised that I had lost my thong bikini bottoms in the hallway, but luckily, I was still wearing my silver triangle bikini bra.

The pale model pulled her bikini top to the side and popped out both of her breasts. The straps of her bikini were pressing her boobs together, pronouncing her cleavage. I stared up at her, transfixed, as she stepped out of her bikini bottoms. Her bald pussy looked perfect from where I lay. Before I had time to move, she climbed on top of me, pinning me down, and began riding my frustrated, little locked clitty.

Shouting down at me lying beneath her, she remarked, "See, you're so pathetic. Your failed manhood can't even reach the lips of my pussy, let alone get inside me."

I had no idea where this was going, but I must admit that I was loving being dominated by the angry Slavic brunette.

In her obvious frustration, riding me, she now said, "I have no use for your pathetic, locked-up weasel dick. Let's see if your face is any better at pleasuring me."

The pale model pulled herself up my body as I lay beneath her, not daring to move. I could smell her sweet pussy as it inched upwards, but she kept on moving up, and then, suddenly, with her full weight, she sat down on my face. Only it wasn't her pussy I felt with my tongue. It was her asshole. I buried my tongue deep into her rosebud as she bumped up and down on my face. I could feel the Slavic brunette spreading her ass cheeks apart, as she muttered some more abuse.

With her sat on my face, I couldn't see a thing, but heard her begin to faintly moan, as I stuck my tongue deeper and deeper into her asshole. She sat up a little, enabling me to see her nakedness tower over me, before she adjusted her seating and lowered her bald twat onto my mouth, smothering me in darkness again.

As she rode my face, I could sense that someone else had entered the room and felt the mattress on the bed move as the stranger climbed on. I was busy sucking on the pale model's clit when the unknown stranger spread my legs apart and lifted them in the air.

Who was this new person that I couldn’t see fondling me? I didn't have much time to think. Before, in my blindness, I felt the stranger pressing his dick against my sissy asshole. The stranger's cock wasn't as big as any of the BBCs I was used to fucking, but still a healthy size. He forced his pole through my sphincter and impaled himself in me. I let out a deep moan that was muffled by the wet pussy smothering me. I desperately wanted to know who was fucking me, but first I had to get the angry Slavic model off my face.

I doubled down on licking her sweet pussy, as her moans grew, all the while the stranger pounded my hole. I guzzled down all her juice as I felt her thighs tense around my head, and heard her scream in pleasure.

When she had regained her composure, she sat back on my chest and stared down at me as she toyed with her nipples. 

"Don't fuck with me again, bitch, or next time I won't be so nice," she muttered in her Slavic accent.

Then she clambered off my torso, revealing the stranger who was fucking me as her boyfriend, the older man I had been flirting with in the jacuzzi. He had spread my legs wide open now, as I felt his heavy balls smack into my ass. As I locked eyes with him, ravaging me, he began slapping my swollen, little, locked-up balls. I was having too good a time to feel any pain from the repeated slapping, and before long, he gave me one mighty thrust and then I felt his cock spasming deep inside me.

He panted motionless for a few moments as I still felt his rock-hard cock shooting his last seed in my sissy hole. Then he slowly drew his cock out. His pale brunette girlfriend immediately got on her knees and began cleaning his softening dick up. I lay watching, feeling empty and used.

Once he was clean, she stood back up and then spat what she had cleaned off his cock at my face, hitting me in the eyes. I was blinded again, and as I scraped his cum off my face, I could also feel his cum begin leaking out of my loosened asshole.

By the time I could clearly see again, both the older man and his Slavic girlfriend had already left the bedroom we were in. I took a few minutes to regain my composure and apply some lipstick that was hidden in one of the drawers in the room, then headed back out to see what else had been happening at the party. I couldn't find my thong bikini bottoms anywhere, so I pranced about in my flat chastity cage for everyone to see, whilst still wearing my silver metallic triangle bikini top, and having the older man's cum oozing down my inner thigh as a trophy of the day.

As I entered the lounge, I spotted a naked, sweaty, and flustered Mistress Bella lying on one of the sofas.

She waved me over. "I have a present for you."

Then she signalled down to her pussy. I could see a big, thick white load pooling at the base of her cunt. I got down on all fours and lapped up her creampie. The silky, salty cum covered every inch of my tongue, and when I had eaten all of it, I licked all her pussy juice from her lips too. Finished, I sat down on the sofa next to Mistress Bella as I tried to guess which of the guests' cum I had just eaten.

We sat there in silence for a few minutes as we watched the debauchery around us. On the opposite sofa, a big-boobed Hispanic woman was being spit-roasted by two of Don's Arabic guests.

After they all collapsed on each other in a puddle of sweat, Mistress Bella, still naked, stood up, took my hand and led me back outside to the hot tub. There were two men already in it, puffing away on cigars. 

As we began climbing in, one of the men looked up at me, "Why don't you come and sit here, sweet sissy?"

Then he dragged my hips so that I was sitting on his thigh. A naked Mistress Bella slid effortlessly in next to the other older man. Her boobs sat just above the waterline.

The man I was sitting on's spare hand slid between my legs under the bubbling water and grabbed hold of my flat metal chastity cage and swollen balls.

As he played with them, he asked, "So how does a pretty little thing like you end up in the employment of Don?"

Before I could respond, and as I squirmed with him playing with my body, Mistress Bella replied, "I caught Olivia sniffing my panties one day, and as punishment, I locked her clitty up. After that, all it took was a little encouragement, and before long, she had transformed herself into my cum-guzzling slut."

I blushed a little before chiming in, "It's true, I never would have thought about the sissy life before stepping aboard this superyacht, but I'm very glad I did."

The man I was sitting with chuckled a little at that, and I saw Bella smile at me, pleased with my answer. I could feel something gently prodding the side of my leg as I sat on him, and looking down at the bubbling water, realised he too was naked and aroused.

As he continued playing with my locked clitty I reached under the water and began caressing his pole. It felt warm in my hand as I rubbed up and down. I spotted that Bella, too, had the man she was sitting next to's cock in her hand.

As soon as the dick in my hand was hard enough, I hopped off his knee and impaled myself onto it. My previous fucking had already loosened me up, so I easily bobbed up and down as he filled my insides. With the hot water bubbling around us, I felt so full.

Mistress Bella followed suit and mounted her man, but was facing towards him and stuffing his mouth with her nipples. I was always in awe of how masterful she was in satisfying men.

My man grabbed hold of my waist as he used it for purchase in shoving me onto the base of his flagpole. I was in pure ecstasy being fucked, in the heat of the hot tub, as I watched on at Mistress Bella riding her own cock.

After a few minutes, I pulled off the cock inside of me and turned around to face the older man I had been sitting on, before impaling myself once again on his hard rod. As I moaned in pleasure, I leaned forward and began kissing the older man who was inside of me. I loved the feeling of being in his embrace, bouncing up and down on him.

I was brought back to reality when I heard the man Mistress Bella was fucking announce he was about to cum. I could sense her pull off him, as he stood up in the hot tub and unloaded into her mouth, grunting in pleasure.

I kept pumping the old man’s cock inside me as I felt Mistress Bella yank my long blonde hair backwards, pulling my face up to look at her. Then she opened her mouth, and rolling off her tongue, the load she had just received dropped into my own mouth.

As she fed me the cum from her mouth, the older man inside of me remarked, "So hot... You dirty cum dumpster."

Then he grabbed hold of my waist once again and squealed as he shot his spunk inside my ass.

When he had finished twitching, I pulled off of him and gave him a parting kiss with my cum glazed mouth and hopped out of the jacuzzi. The sun was setting now, and I could see the superyacht was heading back to the marina, which was in the distance. It looked like a number of the guests had regained their composure and were either chilling outside on the top deck or were inside, sitting in the lounge.

I headed for the lounge as it looked busier to me, just as Don reappeared from downstairs. He was naked, and his limp, big black cock was swinging about. Even soft I reckoned he was still bigger than most of his male guests. Attached to his arm was a naked Lexi, baring her new perky boobs and clitty for the party to see.

"I hope everyone got what they came for this afternoon and is leaving satisfied?" he asked his guests.

There were a few murmurs of agreement as he continued, "Now I have one last piece of entertainment for you all as we sail back into land."

He gave me a quick wink before finishing, "My two sissy bitches are going to fuck each other for everyone to see!"

I felt everyone's eyes on me again as I met Lexi in the middle of the room. I was still somehow wearing my silver triangle bikini top, and as Lexi embraced me and jiggled my ass cheeks, I leaned forward and sucked on one of her nipples, as I caressed and squeezed her other perky boob in my hand. With my other hand, I reached down and played with her clitty, which had instantly got hard.

I was about to bend down and take her in my mouth when Lexi whispered in my ear, "Don't, I'm already hard enough to fuck you, babe."

I just smiled back at her, then climbed onto the coffee table and posed like a dog in heat for her. Lexi followed my lead and climbed onto the table behind me, and inserted her girl cock into my ass. By this point, my ass was so used that I could barely feel her pumping away behind me.

As I stared around, while being fucked, I could see some guests slipping away to leave the party, whilst there were a few others still watching intently. I locked eyes with the pale brunette Slavic model from earlier, who was muttering some sort of insult at me. At this point, I didn't care what she thought. I had taken so much cock and cum today, nothing was going to upset me.

Still being railed by Lexi, I turned to see Mistress Bella throw something onto the coffee table. When it landed, I realised she had thrown a vibrator at me. Not needing any further instruction, I grabbed it and pressed it against my flat chastity cage and turned it on.

I began moaning almost immediately as I felt Lexi in my ass and the vibrations convulsing around my clitty. One of my legs began shaking as I came and leaked my sissy juices all over the coffee table.

Lexi kept up her pace throughout my orgasm and, shortly after, came in my ass too. The third person of the day to cum there. At this point, most of the guests had left the party. As she pulled out of my ass, I spun around and greedily gobbled up her shrinking clitty to clean it up. I could feel her cum dribbling out of my ass and down my locked balls as I tasted my ass and her cum in my mouth.

All the guests had now gone, and Lexi and I headed up to the top deck to relax, both chuffed with ourselves. We were joined shortly after by Don and Mistress Bella.

"Well done, girls," he congratulated us, "You were both wonderful hosts, and I received many happy reviews of both of you today from my friends."

I just sat looking back up at him, exhausted, but happy with the feedback.

"Heck," He remarked, "I even had one of my mates joke that he wanted to buy the two of you off of me."

Mistress Bella had been hugging Don, but at that statement, she pushed off of him and replied, "That's impossible, as both of our sissy girls belong to me and always will do."