This got Aunt Anne mad so she started puttingsissy Jackie in competitions with orders to win. An order from his/herMistress was law. So she won and Au...t Anne loved seeing men's faces.After being given the cup Jackie went to heel on her knees beside AuntAnne leg while Aunt Anne stroked Jackie hair saying good girl good girlall the while a big sissy smile on the remade up sissy's face. Gee didthis piss a lot of people off. I mean men being beaten by an under thethumb sissy who was totally. .?Michelle squeezed me harder, almost chocking my dick.- I mean… seven or eight?- Seven or eight ... that’s more plausible. Here. Bend over, sweetie.I leaned over and felt her delicate fingers brushing gently around my balls, like singing on a piano, barely touching my swollen tight scrotum and then I felt a finger climbing up my taint all the way to my exposed bum hole.- And what do you look at when you masturbate?- At… girls?- Girls, of course, not men. What kind of girls?- Girls ... I do not. ‘This is Heaven.’ ‘Really?’ I reply, ‘I expected it to be a lot lighter. You know, angels, the Light of God that kind of thing.’ ‘Aye, Yes, well you’re not allowed to see that quite yet. We need you to go back.’ ‘Pardon.’ I recognise confusion and think to myself, What is going on and who am I talking to? ‘Oh I’d forget my halo if it wasn’t screwed on, I do apologise, I am Peter, well St Peter, but you can call me Pete.’ ‘So this really is Heaven? I AM dead.’ ‘Oh yeah, you’re dead alright .. The changing room was spacious, more so than I remembered from my previous visit, and I was quickly naked in front of the twin girls. They seemed to be perpetually giggling, but they were quick and efficient in getting their measurements. Their touch was light as well, and I managed to avoid any embarrassment when my nipples popped to attention at the contact. They seemed not to notice, and were calling out measurements to each other in such a matter-of-fact way that I found it calming. I had.