Letter 5 - Open Me

Jasmine lifted the last goodie from the bag, a heavily scented bright pink letter embossed with the number five. Sliding her finger under the flap, Jasmine slid the envelope open before sliding out the paper held within. As she unfolded the paper, she silently read the three-word command: "Invite Me In." Jasmine's lips curled into a knowing grin as she moved towards the apartment door, dutifully pressing the button on the Intercom.

A shrill buzz could be heard from the floor below as Mistress Amber stepped inside the property. Their heels clicked against the wooden stairs as they ascended. Jasmine promptly opened the door before standing aside; a smile glazed on her welcoming lips. Once Mistress Amanda was mere inches from her, she parted her lips and invited her inside the apartment.

Mistress Amanda headed straight for the front room, sat on the sofa before her dutiful Sissiboi returned, and knelt before her. Slowly, Jasmine cast her demure gaze up to look at her Mistress, who had given her the gift of Sissyhood. The enigmatic Mistress took a few moments to speak, "Oh Jasmine, you look so much better in the flesh." Jasmine smiled in response as Mistress Amber noted that the collar was missing from her neck.

Undeterred, Mistress Amber rose from the sofa, raising her hand in an upward gesture informing her Sissy to mimic the action. Jasmine stood in silence as Mistress Amber softly spoke in her ear, "That's it, Jasmine, give me the collar so I can claim you are mine for all to see."

The collar slid from Jasmine's grip and into the outstretched hand of her Mistress. A light purr slid from Jasmine's lips as she felt the cool material slide over her neck, and a light clicked to seal it to her flesh.

At that moment, Jasmine knew she was now a mere object to the dominant Mistress whom she was glad to follow. Jasmine felt Mistress Amber's hand on her back as she was guided toward a nearby mirror. Mistress Amber said again, "My, you are a pretty thing, Jasmine, though I'm sure we can improve it with these delightful pink bows." After a few moments, Mistress Amber returned to the living room with Jasmine in tow, her luscious locks now rearranged into pigtails adorned with hot pink bows.

Mistress Amber slid onto the sofa with a devious grin on her lips as Jasmine knelt before her, dutifully awaiting her Mistress's command...