The Slave and the Sissy Part 3

I was more frustrated than ever now; Ella laughed wickedly as I was led away on my leash, my cock pulsing and dribbling like mad in its cage, was there no end to this torture? We turned a corner and we were approached by a smiling harem girl who, giggling passed a sack to mistress. We stood by a door to another room. Mistress tickled my balls before handing me the sack.

“You have five minutes to complete a task for me; I want you to put all the black ones in the sack.” She smiled and lifted her chin dominantly as if to say ‘I mean it.’ I was puzzled as she opened the door but asked no questions. I walked in and she closed the door behind me; my nose was immediately assailed by a rich heady feminine aroma. There in the middle of this small room was a huge pile of soiled panties; mainly white thankfully. Their scent filled the room and it drove me wild; 5 minutes! I might as well have been allowed 5 hours; as I picked up the first black ones I sniffed the delicious gusset, oh how I wanted to masturbate! I was stunned when a door opposite opened; I was stunned beyond belief when she walked in with another sack. Pepper!

I dropped the panties as we stood staring at each-other across the pile. Her milky white flesh was coloured only by her sweet blush as she gave me a soft smile and picked a white pair and placed it in her sack. I picked the black ones, which were outnumbered by about 5 to one.

“Not just 5 minutes surely?” She knelt sideways by the pile, showing me the curve of her sweet little bottom and nodded before speaking.

“Yes, just five minutes.” I hurriedly stashed the black ones visible and then knelt closer to her; I found it difficult to keep my eyes off her as we reduced the pile; the intoxicating scent of feminine essences helping to keep my cock bulging as I helped Pepper with the white ones too. Unknown to us, another pair of eyes smiled through a hidden peep-hole, a finger stroking an aroused womanhood as they watched.