The Making of A Sissy Part 12

Bella tried not to look too downhearted as Sandy dropped the pretty sissy back at her Aunt Jane’s. She told her to keep her chin up, keep the phone well hidden and use it to call her whenever she liked, regardless of what time it was. Her aunt smiled wickedly at the now primly dressed sissy as she pulled her indoors.

“Well, you’ve certainly impressed Mr Roberts, and it’s nice to see you with your clothes on again. We are quite the little harlot now aren’t we? We’ll soon have you back down to earth; I’ve lots of chores for you!” Now it was sandy who was downhearted as she drove away from the house and saw poor Bella disappear meekly indoors.

By Friday, Bella’s strict and humdrum regime made her doubt that the last weekend had really happened, and the next one seemed so far away; besides, she had spoken with sandy several times but she had not mentioned the following weekend at all. Tears welled in the sissy’s eyes as she began to despair; Adam was very sweet on the phone, but his voice only made her yearn for him all the more. She watched her step-sisters come and go as they pleased; they were now avoiding taking her anywhere as they knew she must have had a good time at the weekend and wanted to punish her. They smiled as they headed out to the beach; Tara was particularly nasty and teasing.

“If I see Adam I’ll tell him you’re busy entertaining some old man; then maybe I’ll take him into the dunes and have him entertain me. Don’t forget to wash my dirty panties; you’re free to give them a good sniff if you like.” Bella was now really despondent; she knew Adam wasn’t interested in Tara, or anything she said to him about her, but the thought that he might be down at the beach while she were here was too much to bear. Tears ran down her cheeks as she emptied the wash baskets and bagged the dirty objects to take down to the washing machine. As she descended the stairs she noticed a car in the drive and heard her aunt talking with someone in the front room, but didn’t give it another thought; Jane often had visitors.