No sissy is that lucky

“Oohhh fuck your sooo fucking goooood!” The sissy moans, getting closer to the edge as he thrusts harder and harder against the wall. Before he can reach that climax, he’s suddenly yanked off you.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing sissy?” A large woman half laughs, half scolds. “I know you are a pathetic lil slut, but you know better than to be uncaged in public!” She holds the rocket sissy in the air easily with one hand on the back of his neck, causing the sissy to dangle and kick in denied frustration.

“Noooo!!!! I’m soo close!” He whines, to no avail.

“Tough luck loser. And you,” she looks down at your surely pathetic form, kneeling back against an alley and mouth still open and dripping. “Just cause you’re a needy slut too doesn’t mean you won’t share in this sissy’s punishment. What do you have to say for yourself?”

You look up at the massive muscular mommy, with her stylized buzz cut bleach blonde hair and her muscles bulging from her tight leather vest and pants. She was the definition of a muscle leather dyke, and you know you wanted her to use you. Still, you didn’t know what punishment was in store if you shared with the sissy dangling from the palm of her hand.