."Gasp!" My relief was short lived as the sight of the 'sissy foyer' loomed before me. Cages hung on the walls...enough to house an army of sissies. s...leeping snugly in the cages were all of the family's sissies save for Cunt, and if she was with Darius, I'd almost rather be locked up. Isabella smiled wickedly at me, as if to say 'Like what you see?'..."As a Master this room is your own personal candy store. You can select as many unowned sissies as you'd like and let them loose. You can imagine. As much as I didn't want to be aroused, I became more and more so. I felt myself become wet, he then inserted a finger into me. I gasped and bit my arm so he didn’t know I was enjoying it as much as I was. I was climbing to an orgasm and fast. My body began to twitch uncontrollably, and I let out a loud moan before it turned into a high pitch squeal. He then moved closer to my face and took his hand and put it on my neck choking me. He then kissed me. I could taste me on his lips, it made me. There were round doors in the middle of each wall, even the ceiling and the floor had two, respectively. There were two people lying beside me, all the three of us wearing brown uniforms. One of the people beside me was a black, bald, tall and muscular guy. He was wearing a pair of black boots. The other was a brunette girl. The zipper on the cleavage of her uniform was partly open, revealing her black bra. And she was wearing black high heels just like me; it didn’t fit the uniform at all. As. On their first night in the apartment, Stace breaks open a bottle of champagne and calls for an apartment meeting. Stace was the ringleader of the group, she had the strongest personality and usually had set the tone for their activities together. She was a curvaceous brunette with a rockabilly style, who wasn't afraid to flaunt her big breasts, wide-hips, and thick ass. She was the only one of the foursome who wasn't going to college, opting instead to apprentice with a local tattoo artist..