"Stop right there, sissy," she said authoritatively.I looked at her with a "You wouldn't" look and suddenly Iwas the recipient of a shower of cold wat...er. Mistress hosedme for a good five minutes, which was long enough for ourfriends Bob and Marianne to pull up in the driveway. Theywere generally clueless about our Mistress/Sissyrelationship, but they were aware that we were not quite aconventional couple, either."How do you like my husband in his dress?" said Mistress.Marianne giggled. "He. It looked so sweet and I saw the glint of wetness in the smooth slit. I just knew she wanted to be shown her worth.Without even thinking, I reached up and slowly stroked her nylon encased thighs. I heard her moan softly and she spread her legs wider. She had pulled her dress to her waist before climbing onto the bar and now her legs were widespread and open for my inspection. I looked approvingly at her thigh-top stockings, held up by her sexy garter belt. She was clearly looking for a good. .." she stopped talking as I undid my pants and walked over to her on the bed. I grabbed her by the side of her head and pulled her roughly towards me as I stuck my tongue in her mouth. I was just as shocked this time as I was the first time as I felt how tiny her tongue was against mine. Once again I started playing with her perky tits and nipples until they were rock hard. What a girl. Tiny waist and fantastic tits and nipples but other than that built like a 17 year old boy. My cock. .so deep, as his hips jerked emptying every last drop into me.Then as he pulled out the new guy in the room was on me keeping me pinned against the wall."Like it rough eh?" he said. I could feel his hand sliding down to my ass as his other hand was on my waist...totally controlling me."A cute girl like you who's gone to so much trouble to get dressed up deserves to be fist fucked" he said."No I've never been fist fucked before!" There's a first time for everything" he said as four of his.