The second favorite sissy.

You get up early as usual to make breakfast in bed for Dirk and Samantha. You barely got any sleep the night before because, as usual, you spent the night sucking strangers' cocks and fucking strange dick to earn money for Dirk. It's the closest you get most days to affection, and at this point you'll take what you can get.

Your implants ache today, so it must mean rain. That always makes business slower. Which means Samantha will probably have to work late tonight too, which means she will take it out on your ass, as usual. Then again, a savage grudge fuck in a filthy alley is as close as you two come to making love these days.

You put their breakfast on their bedside tables and wake Samantha with a sweet, sloppy blow job so she can wake Dirk up with one. She's always cranky in the morning, pulling your hair and swatting your head when you don't suckle her exactly the way she likes...or when you do. Eventually she'll fill your mouth and push you off so she can nuzzle up to Dirk's fat cock and make love to it with her mouth while you squirm and suffer at the corner of the bed...as usual.

You leave the room and listen to the sounds of their hungry rutting. You throb needily and start doing the laundry so you'll both have clothes to be ripped apart tonight. You sigh and get to work, cursing yourself for being so weak and so meek. You prepare a bowl for Dirk and Samantha, after smoking one for yourself. The familiar, comfortable blanket of buzzed bliss falls over you once again. It's one blessing you still have left. Dirk and Samantha are both too stoned to keep up with how much weed they smoke so you get to swim in a horny haze all day.

And it's not without it's perks. You can usually tease Samantha into "punishing" you by acting too pouty and bratty until she spanks your ass. She never fails to fuck the sissy spurts out of it afterwards. And sometimes Dirk will pay you special attention...either for variety or to make Samantha jealous when she's acting especially bitchy. You live for these moments but you know before long, you'll be back to sucking his cum out of her sissy cunt, as usual.

You wonder if there was a point you could have stopped things...if you could have made a different choice. You don't know...becoming a sissy seems so inevitable in retrospect, but did you have to end up a second string sissy to a stoner psycho? Did you have to lose your girlfriend to a brutal bastard? You wonder...but not for long, because soon you'll be finishing another bowl and hitting the streets. There you can lose yourself in the brainless buzzy bliss.

As usual...