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"Hmmm, hmmm, goooood," He giggled foolishly, "let the party begin!" He yowled as I knelt there trembling with anticipation of the consequences of His drugging.

Instinct kicked in and I blindly turned fumbling clumsily, attempting to crawl away. Her laughter seared my spirit as Her fingers entwined in my hair pulling me up short. Her face spewed hot breath on my cheek as She sneered, "Going somewhere bitch?"

I could only whimper in response as She hauled me about on my hands and knees by my hair declaring, "Gee Lennie I think our little sissy bitch needs a lesson in manners! Maybe the stupid cunt doesn't understand just how nice we've been to it!" She asked disarmingly while shaking my head purposefully.

"What ever you think is best for the bitch," Mr. Lennie agreed, "but only after we've had our fun, hmm!" He added in a tone that made my heart sink and His leering smile terrifying.

"Why yes of course Lennie," She brushed up against Him holding my face inches from His crotch, "We wouldn't want that magical pill to go to waste now would we?" Laughing down at me as the bulge in Mr. Lennie's pants grew perceptively. "I think it's time to introduce Our bitch here to her new world of fuck slut cum whore! Don't You darling?" She asked Mr. Lennie coyly.

"Oh yeah, Baby," He crooned grabbing His crotch lewdly, "about high time this fucking twat learned what a sissy-boi's position in life really is. Now help me out of my clothes bitch so you can worship my manhood properly!" He demanded giving me a slight cuff to the ear.

Ms. Shawna released my hair so I could follow Mr. Lennie's directions. Nervously I started to fumble with His belt, yelping when His hand grasped my hair pulling harshly. He held me looking up at Him bewildered enjoying my confused *********** before smirking, "Start with the shoes, douche bag." Shaking His head with disgust while adding in a stage whisper to Ms. Shawna, "Stupid fucking slut isn't it!"

While I bent to slip off His loafers Ms. Shawna pointed out my lil'piggy tail in a mirror reflection protruding from between my cheeks that still showed my earlier strapping marks faintly. Mr. Lennie laughed commenting on how apt it was and that the bell tinkling at the end of my sissy clit was a good touch. Nonchalantly Mr. Lennie lifted His feet so I could remove His shoes before tentatively reaching for His belt once more. Focussing so intently on making sure I did my task correctly that I didn't notice that the two had stopped talking and were watching my every move closely. As I loosened Mr. Lennie's belt His gut protruded noticeably, I sighed hoping I didn't show how repellent I found it. The fat bastards trousers were so tight I had difficulty with the button. I struggled feeling the entire length of His cock swelling beneath the tight fabric.

Hesitantly I pulled the zipper down startled despite knowing full well what to expect when His now fully engorged cock tented out His boxers. I stared forlornly at the wet spot spreading from where the tip as His member strained against the tacky faux silk material. Mr. Lennie's breath was becoming more pronounced as I slipped His trouser legs off, my forehead brushing against His rigid manhood. Ms. Shawna was humming happily enjoying watching me undress her man. I was fumbling with the buttons on His shirt when His hand slapped mine away angrily snarling that I was taking all day.

His ***** was up and His cock was straining mightily against His boxers as He all but ripped His shirt off. Ms. Shawna wasn't waiting for my services and was already practically naked. "Get my boxers bitch," Mr. Lennie demanded curtly as I stood there slightly dumbfounded. Quickly I knelt again to comply as He pulled the front of His undershirt over His head exposing His gut. Oh god I tried not to stare but His tits were almost as big as Ms. Shawna's. Slipping my fingers under the waist of His boxers I pulled them out and down gasping at the size His straining manhood had attained while He urgently stepped out of them. As I reached for His socks His hand connected with the back of my head with a flustered, "Forget those sissy, just get over here." And He was dragging me to the sofa by my hair.

Mr. Lennie sat down holding me close to His rigid pre-cum oozing cock, "Fluff me," He snarled and like the pathetic twat that I was I fumbled to comply wrapping my lips once more about Mr Lennie's cock. He let me gag on HIs manhood for a moment before urging Ms. Shawna to, "Come on Baby, come sit on my lap." Ms. Shawna oohed and aahed dramatically sashaying over to the sofa now wearing only Her high heels Her fat gut jiggling more than Her little tits. Mr. Lennie held on tightly to my hair. "Here you go bitch," He told me matter-of-factly, "time to make your pathetic sissy self useful. You might even learn something!" He added with a sneer.

With a trembling hand I obeyed Mr. Lennie's command that I guide Him into Ms. Shawna as She awkwardly straddled His lap. Reaching between Her fat dimpled thighs I wrapped my fingers delicately about the shaft of His swaying manhood breathing a sigh of relief just glad he wasn't using that thing on me. "That's it bitch," He encouraged me as I held His straining member for Ms. Shawna to rub Her moist pussy over the tip. "Oh yeah," Mr. Lennie groaned, "Fuck that feels good!" He exclaimed lifting His hips trying to push His cock head between Her wet pussy lips.

Ms. Shawna squealed with delight as I watched more of His cock disappear inside Her, "Oh god Lennie You are fucking massive today!" Her cry of pleasure ending in a long moan as I let go of Him and He thrust upwards burying His cock inside Her with a howl of pleasure.

Even though they appeared to have forgotten me in their lust I didn't dare move away. I watched them bump and grind away, their fat bodies slapping wetly into each other as She bounced enthusiastically up and down on His lap. Mr. Lennie's cock pistoned in and out of Her cunt as they grunted and yelled random explenitives to encourage each other. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuuucckkkk!!!" Her head thrown back Ms. Shawna yowled Her body convulsing in orgasm. She thrashed about like a rag doll slamming Herself into Mr. Lennie's lap grinding Her pussy against His groin.

Inspired by Her orgasm Mr. Lennie grunted His need as His hands slapped loudly into Her fat ass. His fingers dug in viciously as He ****** Her down on His cock holding Her there as He flexed His hips pumping His cum deep inside Her with a growl. Startled I realised that Mr. Lennie was staring at me in a mirror His appraising glare made my stomach lurch with trepidation. While Ms. Shawna swayed on His lap, spent, held in place by His firm grip on Her hips He mouthed "You're next bitch," to me in the mirror. I stared back mesmerized, frozen as a knowing self satisfied smile creased His lips.

As I stared transfixed as Ms Shawna rose off of Mr Lennie's **** rigid cock. His dick was shiny slick with a mixture of their cum, the goo thick about the folds of Her twat. "Oh god Lennie," She gasped breathlessly, "where do You get all Your beautiful cum from."

I groaned ************* as a cum gushed from within Her to slip down Her inner thigh, while Mr Lennie chuckled, "Big balls baby!, BIG balls!!" Mr Lennie's pubes and balls were coated with glistening cum. "Come on Shawna," Mr Lennie urged, "Get around here and lets go again." I didn't know where to look and didn't dare try to move away as they readjusted themselves. Ms Shawna braced Herself against Him and flipped Her legs over my head to straddle Mr Lennie facing me.

Laughing down at me She snickered, "How's the view bitch?"

"Yeah," Mr Lennie joined in, "Don't just sit there staring bitch line me up for another fuck!" He hollered enjoying Himself.

"No No Lennie," She cried out in mock horror, "You can't possibly want to stick Your dick back into my pussy before it gets cleaned up?" I couldn't hide my moment of loathing at the thought of taking Mr Lennie's cum slimy cock into my mouth and Ms Shawna saw it. Her nails raked my scalp as She grasped my hair snarling, "Come on missy time for you to make that pretty mouth of yours useful." pulling my face towards Mr Lennie's cum covered cock and Her swollen moist cunt.

With Ms Shawna guiding me I methodically lapped up and sucked away the globules of cum from Mr Lennie's cock and groin. "Make sure you get it all slut," She warned me before ******* my face between Her sopping cum slick thighs. I lapped up the mixture of their cum from Her pussy lips as she ground Her swollen cunt over my face. Fumbling blindly I grasped Mr Lennie's cock directing it towards Her cum oozing hole. I heard Him groan as Ms Shawna slide down His pole holding my mouth firmly over Her swollen clit. With my tongue I could feel His erection slide in and out of Her as they fucked.

Ms Shawna ****** my face lower so that my tongue traced His cock as it slipped from between Her slimy lips. The smell of their sex was intoxicating. Her grasp on my hair loosened and without Her direction I applied myself to pleasing them. My enthusiasm took them by surprise as my mouth and tongue sucked, licked and prodded their sensitive sex. "Oh fuck yeah," Ms Shawna howled as my tongue swirled about Her clit, "Fucking bitch is getting into this Lennie!" She cried breathlessly gripping my head with both hands to hump my face as Her body convulsed with an orgasm.

Mr Lennie groaned loudly driving Himself inside Ms Shawna as His own orgasm burst another massive volume of cum deep into Her cunt. I slipped my tongue down between Her lips to caress His pulsing member as He lifted Her off it before slamming Himself wetly into Her once more. My mouth sucked at His sweaty balls as He ground His groin into Hers. Still pulsing cum He lifted Her off cock. Cum splattered everywhere. Unbidden my mouth followed it. Hot gooey cum. I was possessed with consuming it. Their grunts of approval and cries of pleasure encouraged me as I sucked and licked and kissed their cum from their bodies filling me with an odd sense of pride.

When they had had enough they pushed me away panting from the exertion. With both of them staring at me I seductively licked a trail of their cum from my lips. Ms Shawna held me transfixed with Her lust filled gaze while Mr Lennie slipped from beneath Her. "Want some more baby," She cooed spreading Her fat dimpled pink flushed thighs to expose Her glistening pussy lips and the cum oozing from deep inside Her. Stunned, overwhelmed by desire I could only nod yes allowing Her to guide my face into the steamy sticky mess.

As Her fat thighs enveloped my face my tongue probed Her nether lips tasting the exotic mixture of their cum. She sighed allowing Her body to slip forward to rest on my face, Her cunt opening and a flood of cum gushed into my mouth. Distracted with dealing with a mouthful of cum and *********** with Her scent I was only vaguely aware of Mr Lennie positioning Himself behind me. When He popped my little piggy plug from my sissy twat I groaned into Ms Shawna's cunt. "Oh fuck yes," I heard Her moan.

Encouraged by Her moaning I pressed my face between Her fat thighs licking deeply into Her sopping cunt. My body tingled with excitement as Mr Lennie raked His nails over my sensitive bottom. Goose bumps sprung from my flesh. I groaned in anticipation into Ms Shawna's twat as His thumb probed my sissy hole. Ms Shawna's thighs squeezed around my head suffocating me with Her cum soaked pussy as Mr Lennie rubbed the length of His cock between my cheeks over my puckered gurlie-boi hole. And again. His nails dug deeply into my flesh and I howled into Ms Shawna's cunt as He spread me ********.

The tip of Mr Lennie's cock was probing my boi pussy. My body shuddered and spasmed as His member entered me. He seemed so huge I screamed silently into Ms Shawna's twat. She squeezed harder while I thrashed about as He held me planted on His pole. My world started to spin as I gasped cum filled breaths. Mr Lennie slowly drew His hard cock from deep inside my sissy twat then slowly eased it back in still gripping my ass viciously with His fingernails. Spasms continued to shudder through me as rhythmically He pumped Himself in and out of my body. My face was plunged deeply into Ms Shawna's now cum flooding cunt with every thrust. I couldn't get a breath. I was drowning on cum as Mr Lennie picked up His pace and began to truly pound my sissyself into wanton **********. "Oh fuck yeah," I heard Ms Shawna howl, "ride the bitch hard!" She screamed.

As blackness rushed in at me I felt Mr Lennie grunt slamming His throbbing cock deep into my gurlie-boi hole and pulse His cum inside me. I fainted. They continued to use my limp body to fulfill their sordid needs before discarding it to rest.

I came to in my bed to the tinkle of my sissy bell. I was on my back with my legs over Mr Lennie's shoulders. Mr Lennie was leering down at me as He pounded His cock in and out of sissybitch twat. Ms Shawna was stroking my erect sissy clit frantically. Grunting in time with His thrusts I watched cum spew from the tip of my clit to splatter onto my face. Ms Shawna barked with laughter as She pumped jet after jet of sissy sperm over my face. Mr Lennie joined Her as he rode me with wanton enthusiasm. Cum burned my eyes, dribbled down my cheeks and filled my mouth. My cum. The *********** was all consuming. I watched Ms Shawna lock Her lips to His as She swung Her leg over my head and sat on my face. I barely had time to realise that She had fresh cum seeping from Her messy wet twat before She was suffocating me into oblivion once more.

I awoke alone to bright sunlight, a throbbing headache and a numb sissy hole. Disorientated I stumbled to the bathroom on my heels struggling to breath in the tight fitting corset dress I still wore. The sight of my cum encrusted self in the mirror stopped me dead. I chewed distractedly on my lip to suppress a silent sob as the realisation of what I had done the night before flooded back from my memory. Oh god I moaned, I am such a pathetic slut. My face was covered with dry cum. My mouth tasted of nothing but their cummy remnants. I felt dirty. Used. To my horror I felt my sissy clit stir. As I lifted the frilled hem and ruffled petticoats of my sissy skirt my sissy bell tinkled. It and the bow were still attached to my engorging girlie-boi clit. With rising need I delicately gripped and pumped my now hard clitty catching the clear oozing fluid with a finger to rub over my crusty swollen lips. Sighing with desire, cooing like a little slut I stroked my clit tinkling my bell before exploding with an intense knee weakening, shuddering orgasm. Slumping into a spent humiliated heap on the floor to sob dejectedly at the level of debasement to which I had sunk.

Mechanically I roused myself from my self loathing funk to begin the task of cleaning myself up and preparing for the day ahead. After all I needed to get my credit card back I told my slutty reflection as I licked my still warm cum from my fingers.

Getting ready to go anywhere was beginning to take more and more time. Cleaning myself properly just encase I encountered Ms Shawna or Mr Lennie during my excursions entailed various time consuming activities that a well presented sissy just couldn't ignore. I viewed my naked body in a full length mirror searching for flaws. I now kept myself smooth, hairless from face to foot. Lotion made my body shimmer in a pleasing fashion. Standing on tip toes I admired my ankles and calves. Smooth. Sexy legs that ended in what I knew to be my finest feature. My girly-boi bottom that drove that fat bastard Mr Lennie wild with lust and his huge assed bitch Ms Shawna vicious with jealousy.

Slowly I stepped into a pair of tight fitting light green nylon panties with just a hint of delicate lace edging. My sissy clit tingling in appreciation as I drew the delicate material up my legs. With a sigh I tucked my sissy bits away between my thighs creating an eye catching girlie-boi cleft. Pulling the panty briefs into place made my skin tingle and my knees weak. The pantied bottom in the mirror making my sissy clit stir causing my girlie-boi cleft to swell noticeably. A heavy sigh and deep breathes help me to regain control and focus on the tasks at hand.

The rest of my attire, though tight fitting with fem undertones, is suitable for a public expecting a male. I wistfully pull my trousers over the reflection of that light green bottom. I watch a hand slip down the front of my tight pants to give my girlie-boi cleft a gentle rub until I am purring appreciatively. Whose slut will I end up being today I wonder savoring the idea of some heavy handed brute ******* themselves on me. A tremble of desire and apprehension ripples through my body at such wanton evil thoughts as I tear myself from my reflection to head out the door.

In the lobby I run head long into my landladies middle aged ***. Derrick. Derrick is a sad bastard still living with his ****** at 30 something. He looks as if his ****** still dresses him as he prowls about the building probably spying on people. He is a total wimp with thick unstylish glasses in sad shape physically and a body odor that lingers after he is gone. He makes my skin crawl. As I try to pass him by he steps in front me. I give him a "What the hell do you want look." But he doesn't move. He appears nervous and agitated, and I am getting really tired of his odor. As I reach out to push past him he blurts out, "I saw you yesterday."

I freeze. The devious rat look in his eye tells me it's true. My mind whirlwinds through the implications as the realization of his statement shatters my sense of well being. "Yeah that's right I saw you yesterday," Derrick presses enjoying the effect he is having. I struggle for control while my stomach churns and my head spins. Derrick pauses to take in the moment giving me time to recover. Not daring to look at him I summon the will to push past him. Desperation fuels my push sending the geeky twirp sprawling offering the opportunity to flee. I glance over my shoulder as I lunge towards the lobby door to see Derrick getting up, stunned by my effort. Something about the evil nasty look he is shooting my way tells me that our confrontation isn't over. With a gasp of distress I push through the door and head off down the street.

I can't believe it was Derrick that witnessed my *********** at the feet of Mr Lennie yesterday. Anybody but that snide deviant prick. "Oh now what am I to do," I simper as I rush along distraught. "Fuck fuck fuck," I rage silently NOT Derrick!

My body was trembling with pent up emotions by the time I got to the porn shop where my credit card is being held hostage. Nervously I glanced in the window as I paced out front trying to figure out what I was going to do once I went in and who might be inside. Building up my courage as best I could I plunged through the door determined to demand my card back before having to go home and deal with that Derrick.

My bravado was short lived as I entered the murky shop. The bright sunlight outside making the shop interior appear dark and menacing. Standing there uncertain and quickly becoming unnerved I became aware that there were three men behind the counter watching me. They were mumbling to each other in a foreign language, smirking contemptuously in my direction. I realised the short fat man in the middle is the bastard who ****** and humiliated me day before. The one who has my credit card.

Swallowing my dread I approached them timidly. My legs trembling so hard I could hardly stand before the counter while my voice failed me. They continued to mutter amongst themselves alternately shaking their heads in disgust or sneering lewdly at me. I felt as though I was on display, eventually I hung my head in despair as all thoughts of demanding the return of my card vanished. I yelped, startled, when a heavy hand was slapped onto the counter to get my attention. I trembled staring like a rabbit in headlights as the three of them nodded their approval obviously enjoying the effect they were having on me. On the counter lay the lavender panties Ms Shawna made me give to the fat man as a souvenir, they are wrapped around my credit card.

Disbelieving that it could be that easy I reached timidly for both. A hand covers the panties firmly before my fingers can reach them. Swallowing with difficulty I dared to look up cringing at the fat bastards malicious self-satisfied grin. With a gleaming toothy smile that sickens me my squat fat tormentor indicates a strap like the one he had used on me. Taking a deep breath I struggle to not flee fearing his worst. "You buy," he barks at me in heavily accented English. I must have given him a stunned look in response to the unexpected demand, so to the amusement of his friends he barks "You buy," more loudly at me.

Fumbling for words I stutter, "Yes, yes, of course," bowing ridiculously for good measure. Flushing red as they all laughed loudly.

I stood there flustered and uneasy as they chattered excitedly amongst themselves in their foreign tongue. One man pointed at something, got a nod of approval from the fat man and reaching into the display cabinet pulled out a string of anal balls. Slapping the package on the counter he yelled gleefully, "You buy!"

Shrieks of laughter and loud comments meet my submissive, "Yes sir, of course sir," response. The three of them howl with laughter after a particularly long comment that leaves me terrified with anticipation. "Please, sir," I dare to interrupt, "Please let me buy these things and go." I whine pathetically.

Though one continued to snicker the other two stopped and gave me hard angry glares of disapproval. Reaching blindly behind him the fat bastard grabbed a studded leather harness to drop theatrically onto the counter, "You buy," he whispered threateningly. Awed with fear I nod my head slowly in agreement.

More items piled up on the counter. "You buy," ringing out each time so that I could meekly agree. I lost track of what I was agreeing to, my mind went numb with shock until I realised that they had stopped and were just watching me intently. There are smirks on the fat guys friends faces that leave no doubt as to how pathetic they think I am. Beaten I sniffed dramatically waiting for what might come next, hoping I could just pay up and leave.

His guttural voice carried authority despite not being able to understand him. His friends nodded their agreement as he came out from behind the counter grasping my arm just above the elbow squeezing hard and propelling me towards the back of the shop. I managed to squeak out a, "Please sir. Please just let me pay and leave," but even if it was understood my plea was ignored as I was ****** into the shadows of the back of shop.

"Clothes," he demanded making a sweeping gesture indicating something, "Clothes," he repeated angrily making the same gesture again when I stood there frozen. I started to squeak out my plea again only to be silenced by his hard "Don't fuck with me!" glare. Trembling, terrified, I fumbled to get out of my shirt. The tight fit made it awkward and his growl of displeasure made me that much more inept. He was holding out a bag when I finish letting me know to drop my shirt into it with a terse flick of his head. Chewing on my lower lip to steady my trembling nerves I complied feeling all will power slip away.

"Fahişe," He snarled in his foreign tongue while I sniffed back my fear and slipped off my loafers before I resignedly popped open the buttons on my trousers. I stole a quick hopeful glance his way when my wispy green panties came into view not really knowing what I was hoping for. He fierce glare was unchanged driving home the stomach churning certainty that any hope I might have was in vain. Stifling my despair I stripped off my pants and socks to stand before him in just my green sissy boi panties. "Clothes fahişe!!," he snarled shaking the bag for effect.

Slowly I drew my green nylon briefs down my legs. My sissy clit had been tucked away long enough to remain in place as I peeled the panties off. Stooping lady like to retrieve them I squeezed my thighs to keep my clitty trapped there. As I rose and dropped the panties into the bag with the rest of my clothing the others joined him. They pointed at my sissy cleft elbowing each other commenting excitedly, laughing meanly, mostly just carrying on like school boys. Standing meekly before them smooth skinned naked, I flushed a fierce red with embarrassment as they carried on. When the short fat ring leader stepped forward to run his rough hands over my smooth skin I couldn't help cringing with disgust. If he noticed he ignored it using his hands to explore my nakedness in a very familiar fashion. Pressure here, pressure there, indicated to me his wishes as he manipulated me as if he owned me.

He inserted his hand between my legs at the knees turning it to pry them open. He stood so close I could smell the rising scent of sex from him. His hand rose ******* my thighs to part and my sissy clit to drop into view. I did my best to suppress a gasp of fear only to be surprised when he slowly raised his hand between my thighs until he cupped my sissy clit in the palm of his hand. I trembled uncontrollably as I awaited his next move terrified with thoughts of what he might do now that I was so exposed.

Gently he kneaded my sissy clit with his fingers making it swell appreciatively as I drew deep breaths to maintain some control while my body shook. "Fahise," he cooed to me as one of his friends stepped forward to link a delicate chain about my waist. The other appeared with high heels for me to wear, the fat man's fingers holding my attention while I let him put them on me. More foreign words mumbled in calming tones as a cascading red wig was affixed to my head. I had regained some control of my breathing while my trembling had eased now responding more to his gentle stroking of my clit than from fear.

My fat tormentor now had my girlie-boi clit erect and tingling. When it oozed some clear pre-cum from the tip he exclaimed something to his friends in a delighted voice. Catching some of the liquid on a finger tip he held it out for everyone to see. Expecting to have to lick it from his finger I lent towards him only to be surprised when he spread my clear fluid over his own lips. I was confused and taken aback by this turn of events then absolutely stunned when he grabbed my face and kissed me. Passionately. I was too startled to pull away, too disgusted by the thought of being kissed by him to respond. I could hear his friends commenting in the background as this man kissed me hard. He drew a muffled gasp from me when his tongue invaded my mouth. I tried not to cringe away as he held me firmly by the head and tongue fucked my mouth.

While he consumed me with his passion one of the others snapped a cuff to my wrist pulling it behind my back. The sound of the cuff clicking into place made me panic. As he reached for my other wrist I half heartedly struggled but I was succumbing to the fat mans ardor when someone delicately grasped my sissy clit and gently began to stroke my stiff clitty. I felt like by body was melting into the fat man as he worked my mouth and lips over passionately despite my growing horror at being ******** by these men. Hands started stroking my smooth naked flesh making me pant with need and desire. The third man took this opportunity to attach clips to my nipples. They were painful but I was so distracted with the sensations emanating from other parts of my body that I barely noticed. Finally the fat man released my mouth from his allowing me to gasp for breath. His friend had my cockette stiff and seeping pre-cum. Using his finger again the fat guy rubbed the slick fluid over the sensitive tip of my sissy boi clit. Scooping up the excess he offered it to me and I automatically kissed his finger, then licked it relieved to see his pleased expression.

Realising that to please this fat little man more would be best for me I wrapped my lips about the tip of his slick finger, while holding his hungry stare with my own I sucked the digit into my mouth. Swirling my tongue about his finger I gently bobbed my head up and down simulating fellatio on it to the appreciative sounds coming from his friends. It was then that I learned that the nipple clips were joined by a chain. A chain which the fat man held in his free hand. A chain which he was pulling on. I moaned over his finger sucking it deeply into my mouth as he pulled enough for the pain to become noticeable.

The heels they had put on me made me tower over him. With him pulling purposefully on the chain I was made to bend at the waist while his finger in mouth kept me from toppling over. Tilted precariously like this with my wrists cuffed behind me I was dependent on him for balance. I noticed the flickering red light out of the corner of my eye, instinctively I pulled away until a sharp pain filled tug pulled me back. Just as I was beginning to get distressed he eased off slightly allowing me to regain my balance. Using his finger between my lips he turned my head sideways for a full view of the camera taping the events. Squealing with surprise to their snickers of derision I tried to stand only to be brought up sharply by a vicious little controlling tug on the chain.

Blinking away tears I steadied myself and continued sucking like a good sissy quietly worried about the implications of their taping my performance. Pulling his finger from my mouth he used the wet digit to trace my lips smirking over me as I lapped at like a hungry little whore. Holding the chain taunt he ****** me to remain bent at the waist while their conversation became more animated. Suddenly his finger was gone and he passed the controlling chain to one of the others. The fat man continued giving what sounded like directions while my new handler practiced the control the chain gave him over me.

Pulling down steadily I was about to drop resignedly to my knees when he sharply painfully pulled me up. Giggling like a maniac he held the chain so high that I was ****** to stand on my tip toes to relieve some of the pain radiating from my poor nipples. Squirming, making mewing sounds of pain as I danced from tip toe to tip toe under his vicious control casting about pleading looks for the fat man only to be greeted my the lens of the taping camera. Giving his companion some instruction I couldn't understand he pulled me up straining onto the my toes of my heels making sure the camera was capturing it all. I was struggling to remain balanced when the flick of white hot pain across the back of my thighs me made jump. I lost my balance teetering precariously the tight pain delivering chain helping me stay up. The pain so intense I could only gasp breathlessly then shriek silently when another flick of searing heat lashed my tender thighs.

"Fahişe," the bastard was snarling with every lash of the cane he held in one hand, while his other hand delivered excruciating tugs to the chain attached to my nipples compelling me to strain to stand on my tippy toes. The camera man was laughing cruelly as my tormentor warmed to his task. Tears were streaming down my cheeks as my thighs felt like they were on fire and my nipples burned with pain. I was teetering, near to giving up and collapsing when the fat man returned. His sharp voice brought an instant end to the *******. Snatching back the chain he delivered a long strong sounding rebuke to the other two men. In his excitement he gestured wildly tugging painfully on the chain as I staggered about to follow the direction of his pulling until he stopped only to burst out laughing loudly with the others.

Confused by what was happening I could only pant grateful for the welcome respite to my now searing nipples. If I remained bent over at the waist the chain no longer pulled on my poor nipples. I drew deep ragged breaths feeling the criss-cross of welts rising on the back of my thighs while they carried on a conversation above me. I shivered with frightened expectation when a hand settled on my protruding bottom only to sigh when the hand gently stroked my boi bottom soothingly. Calmed by the gentle stroking I relaxed allowing myself to be soothed by the brush of these fingers over my soft round buttocks. I gasped expectantly when the fingers trailed over the tops of my thighs then up between my legs to ever so lightly brush my sensitive nether regions which still hummed from Mr Lennie's recent attentions. Soon they were following a pattern of stroking my boi butt then slipping down to caress my inner thighs and between my legs. Each time I spread my legs a little more allowing greater access, pushing back slightly to meet the fingers as they slide over my sissy gurl hole.

The conversation above me was becoming much more animated when the fingers slipped between my thighs and stopped there. Moaning wantonly I rotated my hips pushing back against the invading pressure the fingers exerted. "Oh my," I moaned salaciously as a shudder of passion swept through my body making my knees weak. I could smell the scent of their sex permeating the gloomy back of the shop. I could feel the excitement building around me, I could tell that something was about to happen, I was consumed with self-loathing as I realised that I couldn't help wanting it to happen -- now.

My eyes fluttered closed as my sissy clit re-stiffened in response to the building excitement. The fingers found my gurlie-boi hole and were gently pumping into it. Overcome with passion, want, desire, I rocked on my heels with every thrust squeezing my ass cheeks reflexively with building need. The conversation had ended. In the sudden quiet the fat mans pants hitting the floor seemed to echo about the shop. With his pants about his ankles he handed the chain off to the cane wielding prick who gripped it ********** flicking his cane menacingly. My nostrils flared with a mixture of excitement and fear. Still the fingers pulsed into my sissy cunt, probing deeper. From the corner of my eye I could see the fat mans dick standing out rigidly from beneath the overhang of his hairy gut. As he shuffled behind me the fingers disappeared leaving me spread wide to view.

Steady pulling pressure on the chain ****** me to collapse to my knees on the hard floor. The cane wielding prick dropped the chain so that it hung swaying between my tingling nipples. Gasping with fear I whimpered when his foot rose and slipped onto the chain. Stepping down on it he ****** me to follow until my face was mere inches from the floor. On my knees with my round bottom sticking up invitingly he slid his foot away from me ******* my face onto the dirty hardwood. I gasped dramatically as cold lube was dribbled between my cheeks. The fingers returned to massage the slick lube into my sissy pussy pumping deeply to moisten my gurlie-boi hole.

I moaned like a sissy whore as the fingers invaded my gurlie-boi cunt. Reflexively I squeezed my boi cheeks to hold them deep inside me drawing a surprised and excited string of comments from their owner. There was a slapping sound that me wince but it was someone else receiving the blow. The fingers disappeared suddenly leaving me trembling with wanton desires. Strong hands gripped my bottom harshly spreading my gurlie cheeks while I mewed into the hardwood floor. More lube splashed into my spread crack followed immediately by the nob of someone very hard prick. I knew it was the fat man. I could feel his hairy thighs brush against my soft bottom as He slide his rigid dick back and forth between my sissy slut cheeks using his hands to squeeze them together for more pleasure. The floor shuddered as he dropped to his knees behind me. Spreading my sissy cheeks wide his man pole began searching for my gurlie hole.

He was grunting with exertion sounding more and more frustrated until fingers returned to spread my soft bottom cheeks allowing him to easily guide his now rock hard shaft to my sissy slut hole. I moaned pushing back into his assault with wild desire oblivious to my circumstances just wanting to be fucked. Suddenly needing to be used. Uncaring of the knowledge that these brutes were using me for their pleasure on the floor of a porn shop knowing that they were probably still filming my debasement at their hands. As the bulbous head of his cock slipped inside me, my body convulsed with spasms. I thrashed about lost to anything other than the sensation of the inch by inch of man cock being slide into me.

The fat man ****** the entire length of his member into my sissy slut cunt until his sweaty hairy gut rested on my smooth boi bottom. His hands gripped my hips as he held me there impaled on his man cock. I could feel it throbbing as my body twitched and shuddered uncontrollably. I moaned a steady low wail as slowly he began to grind his hairy hips into my soft boi bottom. A gurgle of pleasure was ****** from my lips as he repeatedly withdrew his cock from my sissy cunt then slapped it wetly back into me. Grinding it in deeply before pulling back a little further each time then slapping it home. He was grunting with every stroke increasing the speed and power with each pounding thrust of his fat man cock into my sissy bitch cum hole. My moans of pleasure picked up his rhythm as the fat man ravaged my sissy slut cunt.

Suddenly he was gone. I groaned my gurlie-boi cheeks clenching over my spasming empty sissy hole. Consumed with the passion of the moment I allowed my head to be turned so the camera could capture my craving need. In the dim reflection of a mirror I watched the fat man stand kicking away his pants from his ankles. Standing over me I could see his hard cock as he directed it towards my boi bottom. I arched my back invitingly spreading my legs to give him better access like the wanton fuck slut I so seemed to be. Squatting on his haunches I felt the weight of him behind his rigid shaft as he lent into my supplicating body. His cock head popped back into my sissy cunt, his weight driving the entire length of him deep inside my sissy gurl cunt while I groaned breathlessly into the floor.

While I moaned at the fullness of his cock in my body he gained his balance by resting his hands on my hips and started to ride me. Bouncing on his haunches his rigid shaft felt like it was going to drive me through the floor. Gurgling gasps were driven from me with every bouncing thrust. Cheers in their foreign tongue urged him on as his sweat dripped hotly onto my flushed skin. He growled like an ****** resting his entire weight upon me while digging his fingers into the soft roundness of my bottom. I could feel his raging cock pulse deep into my sissy slut hole. His hips thrust as he convulsed with further spurts of his man cum and orgasmic pleasure. In the mirror I could make out the profile of the fat bastard welded to my sissy slut ass and groaned with a mixture of passion and disgust.

With a grunt of effort the fat bastard raised himself off me. His deflating cock popped from my slut hole dribbling strings of his goo. With utter contempt for me he made a big show of wiping the remnants of his spunk on the flushed cheeks of my submissive bottom before delivering it a full handed slap that resounded loudly in shop. The camera man slapped him on the back laughing and they exchanged high fives. I sunk despondently to the floor with the fat pricks cum oozing from my gaping sissy cunt while they celebrated above me. A stinging flick of the cane across my lower back got my attention immediately. The man with the cane was gesturing for me to rise flicking the cane at whatever exposed flesh was convenient to make his point. Despite being thoroughly spent from the fat mans assault on my boi pussy I struggled to comply wincing from another stinging incentive to my thigh my cuffed wrists making even getting to my knees an ordeal.

Taking hold of my nipple chain the cane man gave me a stern lecture in his foreign language that I didn't need a interpreter to understand. His cane flicked painfully to impress upon me his power over his "fahişe". I nodded supplicant mumbling teary "Yes, Sir's," at what seemed the correct moments. A folding chair was produced while I was being instructed with the cane and with a tug of my nipple chain I was lead crawling to kneel before it.

The cuffs were released from one wrist and like a lion tamer the prick flicked the cane to get me to mount the chair on my hands and knees. Perched precariously there my soft smooth sissy bottom hanging out was to much of a target and I received several blistering lashes for what seemed to be for nothing more than the pleasure of the other two. I was crying like a little girl that seemed to finally please the vicious cane man. Lifting my chin with his forefinger he told me something softly that I couldn't understand but terrified me none the less. Shaking with fear I squeaked pathetically when he pinched my chin ******* me to nod my chin in agreement. Holding my attention with his cruel eyes I felt the cuffs being closed knowing ominously that I had just been cuffed to the chair.

When he released me my head fell forward and my entire body shook as I sobbed quietly. My balance was precarious on the flimsy folding chair as I forlornly pulled my wrist testing how firmly it was cuffed to the chair. I shivered as a finger began to trace the welts rising on my buttocks in the eerie silence. I tried to ignore the brush of what could only be a mans erect cock across my thigh. I could feel a dribble of fat mans cum slide down my inner thigh. The finger noticed it to and scooped it up. The finger presented the gooey cum before me. Sadly aware of where it had just come from I contemplated the cummy finger before hesitantly lapping at it with my tongue. As my tongue daintily licked at the cum the finger was suddenly ****** between my lips. To maintain my balance I had to accept the cum covered finger into my mouth. Still the finger pushed ******* me to lean backwards precariously into waiting hands of fat man that gasped my bottom and spread my cheeks. Murmuring my distress around the finger I squealed as the tip of camera mans cock pressed against my sissy cum hole. The finger pressing, ******* me back further against his rigid cock until with a grunt camera mans cock was in me.

Fat man laughed at something as the cameras cock filled my cum moist gurlie-boi cunt. The finger in my mouth hooked in painfully pulling me forward the cameras cock slipping almost entirely out of my fuck hole. A call from camera man had the finger ******* me back into him and his thickening cock. I drooled over the finger between my lips as it controlled my repeated penetrations by camera mans cock. Pushing me back to be impaled once more I grunted then gurgled as I was held there trembling on camera mans pulsing member. The finger disappeared and I caught a glimpse in the mirror of myself kneeling on the chair with camera man attached to my sissy bottom when the cane came into view bare from the waist down.

His half hard cock dangled obscenely in front of him. I watched in the mirror as his hands grasped my head to turn it into his groin. Using his hold he brushed my face over his manhood murmuring something over me. Licking my lips like a good whore I opened my mouth to let the oozing tip of his cock between my lips then sucking it into my mouth. His pubes tickled my nose, his cock twitched thickening as I sucked him into my throat and swallowed. His grip tightened as he cried out in what sounded like surprise when my lips closed on his cock holding him in my mouth. I pumped him gently with my lips as he hardened in my mouth while I swallowed the tip of his manhood.

I gagged when he pumped his hips into my face ******* more of his cock into my throat. Slowly keeping pressure on his now raging erection with my cum slick lips I pulled my face from his groin pushing myself against camera man still buried deep in my sissy boi hole. Wiggling my bottom wantoningly against the fullness of camera mans cock I swirled my tongue over the tip of the canes erection. Both men howled their appreciation of my efforts allowing me rock forward to swallow as much of the canes thick veiny member while squeezing my sissy boi cheeks to pump cameras cock as it slipped from my pussy. Rocking back I arched my back to accommodate cameras cock in my moist boi puss, my sissy lips pumping wetly on canes erection while they slide over them. And again.

I was just getting into a rhythm when their passion got the better of them. First camera man grasped my hips and began driving his raging cock into my cum hole. Not to be left out canes fingers locked on my head as his hips drove his thick cock painfully to the back of my throat. Then they were both spewing hot streams of cum into me. Cum filled my mouth and when I couldn't swallow sprayed from between lips and snorted out of my nostrils as camera man pounded his spunk deeply into my sissy cunt.

Cane was the first to push me away leaving me gasping cum filled breathes as camera twitched the remnants of his orgasm into me. I drooled cum from my mouth and nose panting with spent emotion. When camera mans cock deflated and slipped wetly from my ravaged gurlie-boi puss I collapsed onto the seat of the chair exhausted. They left me there too numb to care about dribbles of cum pooling on the floor between my legs.

I almost didn't notice when the cuffs were released. When my clothes were dumped onto the seat of the chair I roused myself from my cum fucked stupor. Fat man was cursing me in his foreign tongue interspersed with English. "Fahişe," he growled, "whore. Get clothes!" "Get out of my store," he hollered down at me.

With a whimper I dragged myself up squeezing my sissy cheeks to stem the flow of cum from my boi-puss swallowing the remnants of canes cum in the process. Swaying I kicked off the shoes and pulled off the wig which fat man quickly stuffed into a waiting bag. The removal of a clip from my numb nipple made my head spin. As ***** flowed back my nipple seared with burning pain that made my body convulse. As fat man snarled with anger I delicately released my other nipple wincing with agony. I gripped the chair back as I struggled for control, fat man seething in my ear.

A stinging slap that left my face tingling tore my attention away from my poor nipples. My lovely green panties were gone. I looked into the stone cold face of fat man who snarled, "Hurry fahişe!" In act of defiance I reached for a rack of ridiculously gauche lingerie randomly choosing a pair of red lace and tulle ruffled panties. As fat man fought with his lust to show his disapproval I slipped into the slutty things, even taking time to check my sissy bottom out in the mirror before pulling on the rest of my clothes. Pulling my shirt over my nipples nearly made my knees give out as they seemed to scream they were so sensitive.

Taking shallow breathes to soothe my ****** nipples and emboldened by fat man's glowering silence I marched to the counter and signed the waiting receipt. Taking my credit card I turned towards fat man and seductively licked my cum tainted lips. I held his hungry gaze before collecting my bags of purchases and exiting the porn store.

Once outside my courage failed me and fearing some one recognising me I scurried home aware the entire time of man cum oozing from my numb sissy hole.

I had hurried home from the porn shop only to run into Derrick in the lobby of the building. Lucky for me his ****** emerged from a hallway and he could only cast me evil looks. His ****** however took the opportunity to lay into me about my behavior and image. I realized as I slunk away from the verbal ***** that the chain around my waist was probably visible beneath my tight shirt and that the bags I carried had the porn shops name emblazoned on them. My landlady followed me to my apartment telling me that if I didn't watch out she would have me thrown out of the building. Her deadbeat *** followed smirking an evil sneer quietly egging her on.

Gratefully I escaped into my apartment listening dejectedly to their raised voices in the hall telling each other what a sad case I was. Engaging the security lock I dropped my packages in a heap and headed for the bathroom. My entire body seemed to ache, my head throbbed and I could still taste cum. Drawing a hot bath I gargled and slipped gingerly into the bubbly warmth. Popping several pills to take the edge off the throbbing in my head I let the hot water soothe my aches and pains.

I must have zoned for awhile dreaming away the nasty events of the day when the jangle of my phone brought me jolting back to reality. The water was still lovely warm so I relaxed and let the machine get it. After my message promising to return their call I listened for a message. "It disappoints me that you are not there bitch," Mr. Lennie's voice made me sit up and take heed, "Very disappointed you little sissy fuck." I could hear the anger building in His voice and cringed. "Thursday at 1pm you will be in the lounge of the Sloane hotel by the airport. And you had better be ready to make up for this disappointment that I am feeling." I swallowed hard chewing on my lower lip reflectively not knowing what he meant yet some how knowing what he meant. A shudder of trepidation swept through my body at the thought of meeting Mr. Lennie again.

Thursday I paid special care while attending to my sissy boi needs. Beneath my slightly fem orientated street ware I wore a matching pink camisole and thong panty set. The cool satiny material felt delicious against my smooth freshly powdered skin. The hint of delicate white lace edging added to an effeminate look and feel. The thong held my sissy clit tucked neatly between my thighs and my pussy plug snugly in my gurlie-boi hole. I admired the way it slipped seductively between the firm well rounded cheeks of my bottom before pulling up my tight trousers. Because of the unwanted attentions of Derrick I snuck furtively from the building with my pulse racing madly at the thought of another confrontation. I felt giddy with relief and slightly naughty as I slipped away unnoticed to keep my demanded appointment.

I had everything planned to arrive early at the Sloane hotel lounge, unfortunately several things conspired to thwart my efforts and I turned up some twenty minutes late. The hotel was a seedy place, a squat oily looking East Indian man gave me a surly look as I got my bearings in the lobby. My query about the lounge was met with stone faced contempt that eventually ****** me to slink away to find it myself.

The lounge was even seedier and before I entered I could hear Mr. Lennie's voice. In a rush to make sure I wasn't any later I didn't even pause to consider who Mr. Lennie might be talking with. I stepped into the lounge to be confronted by only one table with occupants. It was Mr. Lennie and several older men. They all stopped their conversations to turn and look at me. In the sudden silence I felt a cold weight drop into my stomach as I came to a dithering halt. Mr. Lennie arched an eyebrow looking pointedly at his watch while I stood there nervously scrutinized by these strangers.

Mr. Lennie let His companions eye me over before beaming, "Here he is," like a proud ******, "late as usual but then what can you do with today's youth, eh boys!?" Waving me over. I was stunned but foolishly relieved at being referred to as a "he" and that Mr. Lennie seemed to not be upset with my tardiness. Taking a deep breath I approached the table of men.

Mr. Lennie didn't introduce me to anyone just indicating the chair next to him that was free. I sat down timidly very aware how unmasculine my clothing was compared to the burly older men at the table. They had already returned to their conversations and I was all but completely ignored. Confused I sat quietly stealing surreptitious glances at the five very different men. A barman came to inquire if I wanted a ***** and to the guffaws of several of His companions Mr. Lennie ordered me a Creme deMenthe. I blushed but didn't dare say anything. Mr. Lennie smiled at me like I was a dear old friend placing His hand possessively on my knee as He returned to the conversation.

His hand felt like it burned my flesh through my pants and I trembled slightly wondering what the others must think. Curiously they ignored it or treated this as perfectly normal. My body tensed as Mr. Lennie's hand started to slowly stroke my inner thigh. I cast concerned glances around the table but no one seemed to be paying us any mind. The barman brought my ***** and when I went to thank him my voice squeaked pathetically. I flushed beat red again as all Mr. Lennie's companions turned to look me over. My eyes widened as His fingers squeezed my thigh, "Better bring my friend another one Teddy," Mr. Lennie laughed to the barman, "seems like it might be needed." As Teddy hurried away Mr. Lennie gave me an intent appraising look before smiling and telling me to, "***** up, you have some catching up to do."

As I tried to not make sipping the thick sweet liqueur look too dainty I went back to checking out Mr. Lennie's group of companions. I was easily ten years younger than any one else at the table and though some of them appeared a touch shabby none of them seemed overly offensive to be with. Mostly they were just older men. Their conversations didn't include me so I sipped my ***** and got used to Mr. Lennie's hand gently stroking my thigh. Teddy delivered another ***** then stood over me waiting. Slowly the conversations stopped as his presence drew the others attention. I tried to ignore him as I wilted beneath the scrutiny of these men. Flushing with embarrassment I stole a quick glance over my shoulder at him only to be confronted with a close up view of his bulging groin in tight jeans. My nose nearly brushed over his pants front as I jerked away startled. I could feel my hot red flush grow deeper as I gasped girl like while the men chuckled over my reaction.

"Come on boi," Mr. Lennie smirked, "Teddy's waiting for you." He almost purred the last bit. I was momentarily dumb founded as I tried to grasp what Mr. Lennie was implying. Oh god, I blanched He couldn't possibly mean... Was Mr. Lennie giving me to Teddy... Not here... Not in front of all these strangers...

As these terrifying half thoughts exploded in my mind one of Mr. Lennie's friends sneered, "Geez boi, ***** up! Teddy ain't got all day!" I looked at him bewildered trying to make sense of his words. Shaking his head with disgust he mimed tossing back his ***** looking at me like I was well and truly simple. As it dawned on me that all I had to do was finish off my ***** for Teddy to take away the tension ebbed from my body. Sheepishly I complied.

With an exasperated, "About effing time," Teddy didn't even let me finish snatching the glass from my hand before it left my lips. Sticky Creme deMenthe dribbled down my chin as he stormed away. My finger darted up to catch the escaping fluid but Mr. Lennie's was already there. I froze as His finger purposefully wiped the liqueur up my chin. All the men were now watching intently as Mr. Lennie held his liqueur coated finger before my lips. Shivering with foreboding I kissed then licked away the sweet sticky drops.

The men watched closely slowly nodding their heads in approval murmuring comments that came as white noise to my ears. I stared transfixed, Mr. Lennie's hand was back between my thighs gently stroking. A warm feeling was spreading quickly from my stomach throughout my body. The pressure of Mr. Lennie's hand over my thigh became more hotly intense. My flesh tingled becoming perceptively more sensitive. ***** surged to my boi clit making it swell in the delicate panties that I was wearing for Mr. Lennie. The room whirled slightly as I lent forward to pickup my fresh *****. The heavy hand of the man on my right suddenly rested between my shoulder blades making me freeze halfway. When I tried to sit back he pushed against me ******* me to lean over further.

I couldn't make out what the conversations around the table were about but the tone seemed to have changed. As the hand ****** me closer to the table my shirt rose at the back as my will power slipped away. I knew that the pretty silky thong panty that I had worn especially to please Mr. Lennie was now visible. I knew that the man on my right had a perfect view of the delicate material and frilly lace edging disappearing into the crack of my boi bottom. I gasped as Mr. Lennie's hand slid up my thigh to rest against my sissy boi clit. My body trembled with electricity as His finger applied pressure pulsing repeatedly, insistently into my swelling sissy clit.

Each pulse of Mr. Lennie's finger sent a shock through my body leaving me panting with desire. I could only whimper when the other man placed a hand on the back of my head pushing me down further while his other hand slipped to my lower back. While he held me forward his hand caressed the small of my back slowly working its way down. My breaths were coming in shivering gasps as Mr. Lennie's finger pumped hotly on my gurlie-boi clit and the other mans hand traced the lace edging on the waist of my panties. Another man lent over the table to pick up my *****. Some one else's hand stroked my head before grasping my hair to pull my head back. When I gasped with fright my ***** was quickly poured into my open mouth all at once catching me off guard. I couldn't swallow fast enough sputtering on the sweet sticky liquid, unable to stop it from spilling down my chin.

Several fingers reached to catch the flow, presenting themselves for me to lick and kiss clean. The hand at my back was insistently working its way beneath the waist of my pants while Mr. Lennie's hand cupped my sissy twat and squeezed possessively. I was moaning, sucking on two fingers when Teddy delivered another *****. With my head pulled back it was spilt towards my open mouth. Creme deMenthe sloshed onto my tongue and into my throat. When I ****** the rest of the Creme deMenthe splashed onto my chin where fingers waited to catch it.

Distracted by ******* I meekly allowed myself to be pushed from the chair and onto my knees. Liqueur coated fingers pushed past my lips for me to suck clean. More liqueur was spilt onto my forehead to run cool and sticky down my face. Hands released the buttons on my pants and soon they were about my knees. The hand was caressing the thin bit of nylon and lace between my sissy boi cheeks gently pumping my slut plug while Mr. Lennie's middle finger massaged my gurlie clit through the filmy front panel of my sexy panties.

My sissy clit was swelling beneath Mr. Lennie's fingers, He pushed it back between my thighs and I gurgled over the various fingers pushing at my mouth as the hand caressing my bottom slide a finger against the slut plug stretching my gurlie-boi fuck hole. I was floating, oblivious now to my surroundings as the multitude of sensations assaulting my body swept me away. There were some heated exchanges around me over something the East Indian man from reception was saying.

I gasped, my head lolling as I was lifted bodily and thrown over someone's shoulder. My arms hung limply as I was hauled out of there even though I willed them to rise and cover my exposed pantied boi bottom. A man carried me out of the lounge and up some stairs while others opened doors and hurried him along. Unceremoniously I was dumped onto a bed and my pants were quickly pulled off. My shoes, jacket, shirt and socks soon followed as I lolled about unable to hinder their progress at stripping me.

Wearing only the matching thin pink camisole and thong panty set I lay sprawled on the bed in front of the silently gathered men who kept moving mysteriously in and out of focus as my world spun. Suddenly it seemed that they were all naked from the waist down. I squealed when my ankles were seized to pull me to the edge of the bed. Strong hands guided me to the centre of the room to kneel on the filthy carpet within a ring of raging erections. As one brushed over my liqueur sticky cheek I couldn't help giggling.

They had given me some **** I realized abstractly, I was as high as a kite and hornier than I ever thought I could be. Mr. Lennie was explaining something to the group of erections when I seized His bobbing penis with both hands. I was vaguely aware of comments the dicks were making as I marveled over the feel of Mr. Lennie's rigid member. I delicately cupped Mr. Lennie's balls with one hand and ever so gently began to stroke Mr. Lennie's shiny cock with the other enjoying the feel of His body trembling with anticipation. The dicks had all gone quiet as they watched me inspect Mr. Lennie's erection. Leaning close I took a long deep smell of the odor of sex emanating from His groin. Mr. Lennie quivered in my hands as my hot breath played over His sensitive flesh bringing a coy smile to my lips. I was driving this man crazy with lust.

I swayed ********* as I gently massaged His bulging hairy balls while lightly stroking His oily erection. I watched mesmerized as a clear drop of pre-cum formed on the tip welling up until it was heavy enough to drip onto my waiting tongue. Using the heavy droplet as lubrication I swirled my tongue about the big purple head of Mr. Lennie's cock while His body trembled in my hands. The other cocks were closing in but I maintained my focus on Mr. Lennie's rigid member. With my tongue swirling wetly I engulfed His member holding His erection with my lips, my fingers pressing ever so slightly firmer on His hard cock while my fingers fluttered between His balls and anus.

Mr. Lennie's knees buckled and with a grunt He collected himself thrusting upwards. I could feel the tensing of His body as the rush of orgasmic pleasure seized Him. My fingers tightened about His throbbing cock as He growled in need of release. I pressed my tongue against His hot hard cock as I drew my mouth off Him looking up into His sex maddened eyes. I released my grip on His cock pumping it simultaneously sending a massive shot of Mr. Lennie's sticky cum over my face. It splatted in my hair trailing down my forehead and over my nose. Mr. Lennie howled with pleasure as my pumping action delivered the next load of His cum splashing into my upper lip and mouth making my head snap back startled. Looking only at Him I licked the cum from my lip and swirled it about my open mouth with my tongue as I pumped the remnants of His orgasm over my face.

With the hot sticky cum dribbling down my chin to splash onto my camisole covered chest I once again swirled my now cum coated tongue over Mr. Lennie's still pulsing erection. Mr. Lennie groaned with lust pushing His slick cock deep into my mouth filling it with the cummy dregs of His orgasm. He almost made me gag on it before pulling away. Swaying I licked my cumy lips with my cumy tongue letting the excess in my mouth drool down my chin until another rock hard cock slipped beneath my nose.

Gripping it for balance I placed a long cumy kiss on the thick purple head sticking my cum slick tongue into the hole. This mans pre-cum oozed from his cock mixing with Mr. Lennie's cum. Sliding my lips down one side then up the other I coated my newest cock with slick slimy cum. I could feel the hard cocks owner twitch as his body spasm when my tongue reamed his pee hole. My hands pumped his now slick erection and it wasn't long before I felt the pressure of his orgasm pushing against the tip of my tongue. His hands gripped my head as the pressure built in his shaft. I pulled back suddenly my lips slightly parted to accept the massive gush of man cum spraying from the tip of his cock against my teeth. I traced the contours of my face with the spurting tip of his manhood coating myself with his slick goo discarding him when another cock pushed into view.

As I wrapped my fingers about the girth of the monster leaning towards it with my mouth drooling cum it spurted a tremendous shot of cum right up my nose. It was like being slapped with cum. I rocked on my knees as the owner pumped the rest of his orgasm onto my forehead to dribble into my eyes. Pulling my head up I tickled the last dribbles of his cum from the tip of his cock with my tongue as his burning cum further distorted my vision. As my tongue danced over the dribbling tip of his cock a madly pumping fist delivered a powerful spew of more hot gooey cum spraying over my face from the side. Arching my back I threw my head back mouth open to accept this offering of cum. The fist pumped squeezing the cocks last dribbles of cum into my waiting mouth to mix with all the others.

The last cock to be the focus of my attentions came into blurry cummy view. Fatter, nastier, I brushed the smelly cock with my cum covered lips. The mans fingers grabbed a handful of hair holding my head still while pushing his nasty fat cock against my lips ******* them to spread. He pushed his foul thick member into my cheek rubbing my nose in his smelly pubes. He was cursing something down at me that I couldn't understand while pumping his cock into my cheek as I struggled for control. His balls slapped into the cum dripping from my chin as he fucked my face enthusiastically. I gagged on the foulness of him as he ****** the full length of his greasy penis into my mouth. Held on his cock I could only struggle vainly as it flooded my mouth with his disgusting cum. Not satisfied the *********** thrust his hips forward to make me gag on his filthy cock some more.

When he finally pulled his cock from my mouth I gasped for breath drooling away as much of his cum as possible. Still grasping my hair he pulled me up straighter so he could slap my face with his slimy deflating member while snarling ***** down at me. I twitched and spluttered as his half-hard cock slapped wetly into my cum covered cheeks. The ***** had my senses reeling. My body tingled as I swayed in his grasp moaning through a veil of cum with another wet sticky slap to my cheek. I tried to blink away the sticky globules of cum seeping into my eyes feeling the stuff burn.

A looped belt was tossed over my head and cinched about my throat. The man slapping me with his half erect cock wrapped the end around his knuckles giving it a good tug in the process making me gasp as the belt tightened about my throat. Dragging me on my hands and knees he pulled me across the filthy carpet to Mr. Lennie who was sitting in a chair. His cock stood out stiffly from his groin. He pumped it slowly as I was brought before him. Spreading his legs he allowed me to be pulled between them to nuzzle my cum slick face against his sweaty balls. Accepting the belt Mr. Lennie shifted his weight forward spreading is legs further pulling my face deep between his legs.

With His balls resting on my nose the sex smell of Mr. Lennie overwhelmed my senses as I watched while He jerked himself off leering down at me. Strange hands caressed my boi bottom making me tremble with anticipation while I tentatively flicked my tongue into the sensitive region between Mr. Lennie's thighs. Fingers explored the lacy edging of my sexy panty occasionally pumping the plug in my sissy cunt while I groaned into Mr. Lennie's groin.

Mr. Lennie's jerking became more purposeful and I could feel His body trembling with His impending orgasm my tongue darted out stiffly to caress His perineum. Pointing His erection towards me Mr. Lennie sent a stream of cum arcing over my head to the cheers of His gathered companions. Smiling triumphantly He sent several more jets of sticky hot cum onto my face while grinding His groin against my tongue. As the remnants of His cum spurted from the large purple head of His cock Mr. Lennie allowed it to rest hotly against my forehead so that the seeping ooze dribbled down my forehead. Still not satiated His hips shifted forward and my darting tongue found His anus. Mr. Lennie tossed His head back in ecstasy as my tongue probed His sweat slick ass.

As my tongue explored His cock engorged sliding over my cum covered forehead. Mr. Lennie's hand pressed His growing erection into the gooey cummy mess coating my forehead rocking His hips to stimulate His growing pleasure from my probing tongue and His hardening cock. Some one knelt behind me and I could feel the hardness of an erection slip between the cheeks of my gurlie-boi bottom. He used the silky smoothness of my pink thong to rub his cock with while his thrusts drove my face against Mr. Lennie's groin and the plug into my sissy cunt. Hot cum sprayed over the small of my back as his fingers dug deeply into my boi bottom and his balls slapped into my sissy clit as he thrust himself enthusiastically at me.

Mr. Lennie smirking, continued to caress my cum slick forehead with His cock watching as another willing and erect cock replaced the now spent one. As this man squeezed my gurlie-boi cheeks around his hard cock slowly purposefully masturbating himself I lost myself in hot sweaty funk of Mr. Lennie's groin. My eyelids fluttered with ******* desire as more hot gooey cum spewed from a cock onto my back and bottom. Cum soaked my pretty pink panty making my bottom slicker for the next raging erection to slide between my cheeks. Mr. Lennie's thighs spasm squeezing my head tightly. I cried out into His steaming groin as a hand slapped stingingly into my bottom and the splat of cum sprayed over my tingling flesh. With a grunt Mr. Lennie's cock weakly spurted to dribble a load of cum into my hair. With a trembling sigh He pushed me away to gasp for sex scented breath the belt not allowing me to go too far.

I knelt before Him panting, swaying slightly, feeling the trickles of man cum dribbling down my face and back soaking my camisole, trickling over body and between my gurlie-boy bottom cheeks. Vaguely I wondered what the men gathered around Him would want from me now. How much of me Mr. Lennie was willing to give up to them. I could feel the sexual tension building as they babbled incoherently. Swallowing the after taste of cum the belt bit into my neck as I moaned with a wave of **** euphoria rushing through my body leaving me quivering with desire. My sissy clit stirred as the **** washed away my inhibitions. My tongue flicked over my lips as I looked about the room full of semi naked men.

Old men. Most stocky. Fat hairy guts with hard cocks protruding from beneath them. The ***** were releasing me from any misgivings I may still have possessed, the noise in the room intensified as I carried on wantonly, moaning and gasping dramatically. Looking up at Mr. Lennie who watched me intently, sternly, I mouthed "Fuck me!" at Him.

Pulling me slowly by the belt Mr. Lennie held me before Him ******* slightly. The room went deathly silent as the other men watched Mr. Lennie contemplate His cum slimy sissy slut dangling in front of Him. Wiping the gooey cum mess from my eyes with the back of my hand I fluttered my eyes coquettishly, licking the cum mixture from my hand with a long lascivious flick of my tongue. Pursing my cum coated lips I moaned "Please. Please Mr. Lennie, fuck me." Mr. Lennie's stern look never faltered as He stared me down. Beaten down by His power over me I let my head fall forward submissively. Mr. Lennie continued to hold me there dangling on the belt making sure everyone in the room felt His dominance over me.

Handing the belt to someone else Mr. Lennie rose to stand over me. His cock dangled before my face and dutifully I kissed it delicately. Mr. Lennie brushed me aside to lay down on towels that had been laid on the floor. The man holding the belt pulled my face into his groin so that his cock dribbling pre-cum hung over my nose. As I watched Mr. Lennie settle I absently licked some of the slimy discharge as it slide over my upper lip. Once Mr. Lennie was settled on His back I was pulled over to Him. Strong rough hands grasped my arms dragging me bodily to straddle His mid-section facing backwards. Other hands pulled my pretty thong aside deftly discarding my butt plug in the process. My sissy cheeks were spread to expose my gurlie-boi fuck hole for Mr. Lennie's cock.

The large head of His cock filled the opening to my fuck hole. Mr. Lennie's hands griped my hips slowly pulling me down to be impaled on His rigid cock. My lips produced a soundless "OH!" as Mr. Lennie's cock slid deeply inside my sissy cunt. Mr. Lennie held me there impaled my body spasming around the hard cock in my gurlie-boi cunt. Hands holding my arms lifted my body so that Mr. Lennie's cock slipped out until just the tip remained inside me. My body twitched spasmodically as the **** enhanced sensations rippled through it. They let me go and slowly my weight ****** me to settle back down onto Mr. Lennie's cock. I moaned feeling the entire length of Mr. Lennie's cock slip inside me until His grip ground His pubes against my sensitive skin.

Up I was pulled groaning, down I went when released moaning. When Mr. Lennie held me once more I started to slowly rock back and forth on His manhood. As He continued to hold me I increased my pace flexing my sissy cunt around His throbbing member. As Mr. Lennie neared His orgasm His need took Him over. His hands gripped me fiercely as He started slamming my body back onto His cock. I was wailing as Mr. Lennie's cock felt like it was going to split me two.

With a grunt Mr. Lennie slammed me back down onto His manhood holding me there tightly as His cock pulsed streams of man cum into my sissy slut cunt. I was delirious as my body twitched and spasm impaled on Mr. Lennie's spurting member when I felt the first spray of cum splatter hotly over my face and chest. Gasping for breath I didn't even flinch when the next spray was directed into my gaping mouth. ******* on sticky cum another cock spurted its load over my face and hair. All the men were stepping up to anoint Mr. Lennie's slut with their cum. Cum rained down over me as I slumped down over Mr. Lennie's groin His cock still deep inside my sissy pussy.

Finally I was pulled off Mr. Lennie like a limp rag doll. A new body with a stiff cock pointing up from it slide into Mr. Lennie's place. With Mr. Lennie's cum oozing from my gaping sissy cunt I was lowered onto a longer thicker erection. Oh god I felt so full as my body convulsed with tingling pleasure. Swaying I tossed my head back groaning as the entire length of the cock slid inside me. Resting my hands on his thighs I immediately began to rock back and forth pumping my gurlie-boi pussy onto this mans cock. The hairs of his sweaty gut tickled my bottom as I pushed into it driving as much his hardness into my sissy fuck hole.

A hand grasped the belt about my neck pulling my head up as I panted with my arousal making me look into the staring tip of the huge purple helmet of a drooling cock head. A helpful hand directed the shiny tip towards my cum slick lips and while I continued to rock my boi-pussy over one mans cock I parted my lips slightly to allow this other mans cock to slide over my tongue into the back of throat.

The rhythm of my rocking fuck became more deliberate as my head bobbed back and forth over the thick rigid member sliding between my lips. Mesmerized I let the ***** take over compliant body completely. My sissy clit strained against the thin material of the thong panty containing it while the sensations of being fucked rippled through my body. The man beneath me groaned his fingernails digging painfully into my hips as his cock spewed forth into my sissy cunt. I groaned in response sending the man in my mouth over the edge and his creamy cum filled my throat. His hips bucked reflexively making me ***** as the full load sprayed from my cock full lips.

Fully engrossed with a mouth full of cock and cum I barely noticed as one cock slipped away and another cock slide into place beneath me. Compliantly I allowed myself to be slid down onto a new fresh erection gurgling cum over the cock still dribbling into my mouth. Slowly I raised myself onto my knees to slap my now sopping sissy hole back down onto hard cock beneath me. Wild with abandon I fucked the man with my gurlie-boi cunt. Slapping my boi bottom into his fat gut with every stroke ******* his hard cock as deeply within my sissy cunt as possible. His rough hands dug into my hips holding me down. Still I rocked my bottom back and forth needing the sensation as his cock filled my sissy hole with cum. Unsatisfied my hips worked his member until he pushed me away. Hanging by the belt my body trembled with **** induced lust as I licked cum from my lips.

Dragged away I was thrown onto the bed face down. My hips were pulled back until I was on my knees with my boi bottom in the air. Hands griped my hips as a cockhead pushed against the sloppy entrance to my well stretched sissy cunt. I arched my head back groaning as the hard cock pushed deep inside me until a fat sweaty gut rested on my backside. Grunting with exertion the man started to fuck me. I bit down on the sheets to stifle a shriek of pleasure. Using his grip on my hips he slammed our bodies together recklessly until with a growl of power he filled my sissy slut cunt with his cum. I whimpered feeling the mixture of all their cum dribbling from my gapping sissy pussy when he withdrew.

A new cock was immediately in his place and with out ceremony thrust into my waiting sloppy boi-cunt. As the newest cock thrust in and out of my pussy the previous one slipped onto the bed to straddle my head. Entwining his hand in my hair he lifted my head ignoring my mewing with pain to rub my face over the gooey mess covering his deflated cock and balls. Getting the message I started licking up the sticky combination of all their cum and the oily sex sweat coating his cock sucking the mess from his pubes as my body rocked in time to the fucking my sissy cunt was receiving. His hand pulled my face to fresh areas to be cleaned and submissively I complied.

I lost sense of time as my gurlie pussy was invaded by another raging cock. Messy cum covered cocks seemed to appear miraculously before my face to be lapped clean. I was numb as my body floated on a sea of cum. Eventually the assault ended. I was allowed to collapse onto the bed with my face resting on the cum slick cock of some fat man. I was vaguely aware of the other people in the room when a loud knocking on the door startled me. My body jerked as I scrambled against the heavy hands holding me down. No match I resignedly melted back between the fat mans sticky thighs.

There were cheers around us as Teddy the bartender entered the room with a cart full of ******. Some one hollered, "Fresh pussy," startling me enough to curl up into the heat of the fat mans crotch as while he stroked my hair protectively. A bottle was held to my lips and I accepted the cool burning liquid meekly. More of the sweet sticky liquid was poured over my protectors hot moist groin instinctively I began to lick and kiss it up.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Teddy with his pants about his knees rubbing his panty covered bottom onto some old mans lap while helpful hands pulled off his shirt. Teddy was enthusiastic, obviously enjoying the attentions. Accepting an offered hard cock he sucked it deeply into his mouth. Pulling back he held it by the tip with his lips looking directly into my eyes. Smiling with the cock between his lips he winked wickedly before fluttering his eyes and swallowing the cock once more.

As I watched Teddy perform I absent mindedly sucked gently on the stiffing cock in my mouth. My head rested on the fat owners hairy gut as I nestled between his thighs. His hands stroked my hair and body leaving me tingling with arousal. My **** addled body quivered with anticipation as I hummed my building passion over the rigid man cock.

Teddy was eying me keenly as he performed fellatio on one old man while grinding his plump bottom into the lap of another. His eyes widened then he winked at me, his cheeks bulged briefly before slowly pulling away to allow the last few spurts of cum to coat his lips and dribble down his chin. Smiling impishly Teddy beckoned me with a crooked finger.

The fat man groaned as pulled my mouth from his hard cock. Teddy pursed his lips and blew me a cummy come hither kiss. Kissing the throbbing purple head of the hard cock quickly to pacify him I crawled away from the grasping old man and got shakily to my feet. The room went quiet with expectation as I hesitantly approached the panting Teddy.

Mesmerizing by his cum coated lips I delicately took his head in my hands leaning over him to seductively lick the dribble of cum from his chin. Pursing my lips I darted my cummy tongue to show him. A bright cummy smile lit up his face that sent tingles down my spine to my pulsing sissy clit.

Smiling coyly in reply I dared to brush my lips over his cum coated mouth. Teddy sighed quivering passionately, his cummy tongue darting out to part my lips. Penetrating my mouth Teddy's tongue probed, seeking my tongue to swirl over and around.

Teddy's hands caressed my face and stroked my hair as he kissed me deeply, more passionately than I could have ever imagined. The room full of noisy fat old men ceased to exist as Teddy consumed my world. I sucked his cum covered tongue into my mouth in response moaning as my body trembled. Teddy continued to grind his hips onto the cock that filled sissy boi bottom gurgling cum deep in his throat as we kissed.

Teddy's hand stroked my naked thigh lightly barely brushing over my panty encased quivering sissy clit. My knees weakened and I sank to the floor before them, Teddy never allowing our kiss to break. Kneeling before him Teddy attacked my mouth with his tongue and lips consuming me with his passion. Shivers shook my body as I meekly stroked at his cheek moaning with arousal as his fingers laced into my hair.

Teddy slowly pulled away, purposefully holding my hair to stop my probing tongue from following his hot sensual mouth. Teddy locked his gaze on me intently while I smiled meekly, nervously hungry for his approval. I licked my lips seductively silently inviting him to resume our passionate exchange.

Smiling wickedly Teddy's grip on my hair tightened ******* me to gasp then gurgle with pleasure. Leaning back and raising his legs to straddle the chair's arms Teddy gave me a perfect view of his hard sissy clit straining at the sheer nylon crotch of his panty moist with his oozing precum.

While I gazed mesmerized Teddy rocked his hips riding the hard cock buried deep in boi pussy. Teddy stuck out his tongue, wagging it at me arching his eyebrows encouraging me to do the same. When I complied Teddy grinned approvingly making me feel warm, liked, desired. Wanting to please I pulled playfully at Teddy's grip indicating my desire to caress his straining sissy boi clit with my tongue.

With the noise of the ogling old men watching ringing in my ears Teddy slowly drew my wanting tongue towards his nylon encased gurlie clit. Gripping my hair possessively Teddy stroked his hard clit with my tongue and face. Rubbing my nose into his hot moist crotch the smell of sweaty sex filled my nostrils, my tongue brushing over the balls of the cock Teddy was now riding more enthusiastically. His hands ****** my head deep between his thighs as he humped the hard cock and my face. I felt the cock pumping in and out of his boi pussy with my probing tongue, tasting a mixture of cum and sweat.

The thin crotch of Teddy's panty was slick with precum. I traced his hard sissy clit with my tongue pulling at the tip of his clit with my lips. Teddy moaned, his sissy boi cunt clinching as my tongue slipped beneath the lacy edging of his panty into the gooey mess in his crotch. I scooped Teddy's precum with my tongue savouring the taste thrilled by his groaning response. My tongue gently sought out the tip of his sissy clit to caress, my lips following as I pressed my face into Teddy's hot moist crotch.

Without warning Teddy's legs wrapped about my head squeezing tightly as his hands pulled viciously at my hair. I hardly noticed as I worked my tongue over his sissy clit sensing his building orgasm. Wanting to make Teddy cum. Teddy's hips bucked spasmodically before his sissy clit spewed copious amounts of gurlie boi cum into the thin nylon crotch of his panties. His hips continued to buck wantonly against my face as cum surged from his clit gushing over my tongue coating chin. Teddy's pussy pulsed in unison with his orgasm, the cock within responding, filling Teddy with man cum.

I squirmed between Teddy's thighs as his orgasm subsided. My tongue swirling about in the hot mass of sticky cum. When Teddy's grip relaxed I took a deep breath of cum and sex scented air before gently attempting to pull away from the gooey mess coating Teddy's crotch. With Teddy's fingers still in my hair I couldn't move far as I smiled up at him licking my lips playfully.

Teddy panted resting on the fat hairy body beneath him. He watched me absently but his eyes had a cruel glint that scared me, excited me, made me weak. Teddy's fingers tightened in my hair, a sneer of dominance creasing his upper lip. Pulling my hair he ****** my head back into his crotch. His messy cum soaked crotch.

Cringing I struggled suddenly not wanting to be used anymore. I heard barks of laughter as Teddy ground my face into the sticky mess with renewed enthusiasm. Rough hands pulled me from his grip bending my body back, holding me there to watch Teddy daintily dismount the spent cock that had just spewed into his boi pussy. Reaching quickly back Teddy plugged his boi pussy with his fingers before prancing dramatically around to stand over me. I struggled feebly as Teddy straddled my head. A string of goo hung from the fingers in his crotch to his slick inner thigh.

I shied away as Teddy slowly started to squat on my face giggling with evil pleasure but hard hands held my head firmly beneath him. I watched horrified as Teddy's cum oozing boi pussy loomed over me. Teddy's free hand laced fingers cruelly into my hair holding my face below his lowering bottom pulling until my mouth opened to cry out in pain.

Leering insanely down into my despairing eyes Teddy deftly slipped his fingers away from his gaping boi pussy to allow the flood of cum they held back to gush forth splatting onto my stricken face, filling my gaping mouth. Laughing hysterically Teddy flexed his bottom to squeeze more nasty cum from his sissy hole.

As I gagged on the hot gooey mess filling my throat and coating my face Teddy's boi butt lowered pushing my head into the floor. Trapped beneath Teddy I was helpless to stop him from riding my cum slick face. Drowning in cum my body twitched as I struggled weakly. Teddy humped my face until he tired of the amusement and dismounted. Gagging on cum, I shuddered with disgust and embarrassment as the men pawing at Teddy howled with laughter.

Bending down Teddy gasped my hair pulling until I mewed meekly with pain. Holding my head up by my hair Teddy slapped me sneering, "Like that slut?" Slap, "Eh, you like that sissy?" Slap. Stinging slaps. Humiliating slaps as the men laughed and encouraged him. Then without warning Teddy spat in my face. My mouth gaped in horror as his spittle dribbled down my forehead. Teddy tossed his head back howling with delight as I tried to sniffle back a tear of shame.

A fat guts hand reached out to pull my head away from Teddy who still giggled meanly. ****** to look up into the cruel mean eyes I trembled swallowing my fear. I watched horrified has the bastard cleared his throat purposefully moistened his lips before leaning over me to spit his gob into my face. I flinched away angering him so that he shook me by my hair snarling, "What's the matter bitch? My spit not good enough for you?" Slap. I wailed plaintively as he slapped me then shook me, then slapped me again before handing me off to another fat man.

I really tried not to shy away as this fellow horked up and spat a large gob of spit right onto the bridge of my nose but couldn't help trying to turn away. The fat prick found it amusing as he silently slapped my face back and forth with sharp short stinging slaps.

I was sobbing fitfully by the time he passed me off to some one new. Expecting to be further humiliated with spit I trembled in this mans grasp only to be surprised when he thrust his erect cock at my face. Grasping his cock with his free hand he slapped me with it laughing as the others encouraged him until his manhood was coated with the mixture of spit and cum dribbling down my face.

Reefing on my hair to ***** me to look up into his lust filled eyes the bastard placed the moist tip of his erection against my lips. Pushing relentlessly he ****** my mouth open so his cock could slide past my lips, over my tongue and into the back of my throat.

My face flushed with shame as I meekly stared into the bastards eyes as slowly at first then with growing urgency he fucked my mouth with his hard cock. Gagging on his cock, I panicked when cum surged into my mouth. I tried to pull away as the sense of drowning consumed me. Still holding me firmly by the hair the fat bastard pulled his cock from my sputtering lips to resume slapping me with his hard cum slick member as it spewed more hot cum onto my face and into my eyes.

******* on cum I collapsed when the man tired of his fun and discarded me. Men stepped over my convulsing form as they hurried for the door. Through a haze of spit, cum and tears I realized that one man remained straddling my shivering pathetic body. It was Mr L. He was studying me coolly, remorselessly. It took a moment for me to realize that his cock was poking out from the front of his pants.

******* back a sniffle a started to rise to perform that ultimate act of ********** on Mr Lennie only to gasp horrified when Mr Lennie's cock spurted a stream of hot smelly urine. Stunned, frozen with shock and ***********, I sat there as Mr Lennie hosed me down with his scalding piss.

Mr Lennie showed no emotion as he pissed on me, casually shaking the drips from the end of his cock before putting it away as I sobbed desperately beneath him. With the toe of his shoe Mr Lennie shoved me to the floor into the pool of his cooling urine, cleared his throat and spat casually on me before heading for the door. I cringed when the door slammed shut behind him allowing myself to be consumed with self-loathing sobs of despair.

I must have cried myself to ***** as I came too startled and disorientated by a female scream of outrage. As I tried to gather my wits and make sense of the shrieking female voices the commotion around me grew. I suddenly realized I was still in a motel room dressed only in my cum and urine stained panty camisole set and that there were women crowding around the door shrieking in horror at what they had just discovered.

Bewildered I scrambled to rise setting off another series of howls from the door way. Staggering about with a vicious hangover unable to locate my clothes I pulled a soiled sheet about my body retreating to the farthest corner of the room from the shrieking gesturing women.

Unable to summon more than a croak of protest I whimpered as my knees gave out and slipped resignedly to the floor. Several women crept further into the room to get a better look at me, they were all east Indian. Swarthy and large east Indian women. Whispering to each other staring wide eyed at the sissy white boi cowering in the corner.

One shrieked retrieving something she had stepped on from the floor. The others crowded around excitedly interested in what she had found until with an even louder shriek an older one slapped it from her hand. She had picked up my sissy boi butt plug and was shaking her hand disgustedly in wide eyed realization as to what it was. A comment from one had them all giggling and soon all of them were laughing trying to hold up their hands to hide their amusement.

A loud male voice from the hallway had them shrieking again and scurrying for the door. An excited conversation carried to me from the doorway before an angry man pushed through the gaggle of women to stare at the corner where their fingers pointed accusingly.

He was a large fat Indian man and he was furious. I cringed in my corner sniffling pathetically trying to hold the sheet covering me. With the women yammering in his ear pointing out the wrecked state of the room and their obvious disgust of the occupant the man growled then barked vicious orders at the women. With yelps of protest the women fled the room for the hallway the door slamming shut behind them.

Shaking his head with disgust the man surveyed the messy state the room was in before turning his displeasure on me. I cringed trembling as he stood over me shouting in a language I couldn't comprehend before marching over to the phone and barking a harsh command at the unfortunate person who answered it.

The angry man stood over me threateningly until there was a knock at the door. Marching over he reefed it open already hollering angrily at whoever was there. Hauling an unhappy individual into the room before him he shouted loudly gesticulating about wildly before smacking the terrified person and pushing him to the floor before me. It was the clerk from the front desk and his displeasure at seeing me was painfully obvious. Burning holes into me he took a kick in the butt from his angry superior who screamed down at the two us before storming out.

The oily east Indian clerk stared furiously at me muttering expletives that were obvious despite the language he used. When I attempted to bleat out an excuse he went into a rage and started slapping me. The blows stung but didn't really hurt though the *********** of the situation and my weak state soon had me bawling with tears. He slapped me around until he grew tired and hissed, "Get your things and get out of here."

Blubbering I told him my clothes were missing. After a quick search to confirm this he screamed in frustration before descending on me with more slapping. "Stupid fucking faggots," he shrieked down at my cowering form adding something incomprehensible in Hindi.

A sharp knock from the door brought him out of his frenzy and casting a snarl of disgust my way he went to answer it. There followed an animated conversation in Hindi with one of the women before the door was slammed shut again. The clerk sat on the edge of the bed glowering at me as two women meekly entered clucking their tongues at the state of the room until the unhappy clerk growled at them in their language. Giving me looks of a angry disgust they started cleaning up the room with muttered commentary.

"You will pay for this," the clerk snarled at me. I could only nod my head remorsefully in response before slipping back into a fit trembling humiliated sniffling. While the clerk seethed the women cleaned constantly complaining about the condition of the room and hissing in Hindi at me. Eventually there was another knock at the door and while the clerk kept an eye on me one of the women went to answer the door. She returned with a box full of clothing to toss on the floor in front of me.

"Find yourself something to wear bitch," the clerk sneered, kicking the box closer to me. Shakily I pawed through the assorted clothing in the box.

It soon became apparent that none of it was mens wear. When I dared to mention it the clerk set upon me again with the slapping. The women shrieked at first with fright, then with fits of laughter as I pleaded pathetically for the clerk to stop.

When he did he was seething with rage. Angrily he told the women to get me cleaned up, find me something to wear from the box and get me dressed. The two women hesitated at first eying me warily sniffing exaggeratedly at the smell of the sex funk that clung to my body.

The clerk hauled me to my feet giving me a good shake in the process. The women moved in to take over and when I shied away one pinched and twisted the tender flesh under my arm until I squealed in pain. Her eyes glittered as she continued to twist enjoying my pain.

When she released me I meekly allowed them to pull to me into the bathroom pushing me under a scalding hot shower. The women ripped my camisole panty set from my body as they used a rough rag to lather my body with soap. When my hairless dickette was exposed they gasped at first before laughing hilariously.

The pincher reared back and slapped exposed my little dickette making me squeal with pain. Almost mesmerized she struck me again and I squealed louder. Not to be out done the other woman reached in to grasp my burning dickette between her thumb and forefinger, and squeezed. The pain was excruciating. I whimpered and whined sinking to my knees as the hot water cascaded down on me.

The women took turns slapping and pinching me, all the time yapping at me in Hindi. Their tone informing me just how disgusting they found me. Once I was showered and dried they dragged me naked back into the room by my nipples. The pincher taking the time to give me stinging swats that had me prancing to keep up.

They argued in Hindi with the greasy clerk gesturing repeatedly towards the box. When one reached into the box laughing as she pulled out a pair women's briefs the other joined in. With a slap to the thigh I was made to step into the cheap cotton panties with a strawberry pattern.

The woman chortled as they pulled the large panties up over my waist. Next they choose a small cupped yellow lace bra that I meekly allowed them to slip up my arms. The fit was so tight it dug uncomfortably into my flesh nearly ripping as they pulled it closed behind me.

The clerk held me as the women took turns holding different articles of clothing up to me. A turquoise blue t-shirt was chosen which amused them greatly as they struggled to get the tight fitting garment over my head. One of the women held up a little ruffled skirt as whimpered, "Please no." The two enjoyed teasing me with the thought that they would make me wear the skirt before ******* me to pull on some tight fitting jeans.

I could hardly breathe they were so constricting when done up. The strawberry briefs showed ridiculously above the waist of the pants and too short t-shirt. A pair of sandals were slipped on my feet as I swayed in the clerks grasp. The women had the oily clerk hold before the rooms mirror so that they survey their work. Their laughing comments had the clerk shaking his head flushing with embarrassment before scowling with renewed anger.

He was about to haul me out of the room when one the of the women shrieked pointing at my sissy boi plug sitting on the floor. A heated animated conversation ensued until the harried clerk tossed me face down over the end of the bed. One of the large women plunked down heavily on my back while the other one unceremoniously yarded down my tight jeans and strawberry panties.

I howled and clenched my butt cheeks as the bitch tried to ***** the dry plug into my already sore sissy hole. She slapped my bottom repeatedly with powerful open handed swats until I relented and allowed her to insert the plug. With another resounding slap she cried out triumphantly and they pulled me to my feet.

While the clerk held me firmly one women pinched my sissy dickette making me squeal before pulling between my thighs. Both women marvelled at the hairless sissy cleft and mound it produced before the hissing clerk had them pulling my panties and jeans back into place.

The plug felt huge in my poor sissy hole. My dickette tingled between my thighs. As I stood there dejected one woman produced a bottle of cheap perfume to spray over me as they snickered with delight. Their laughter followed us from the room as the greasy clerk hauled me away.

Stinking I allowed the clerk to drag me down the hall past groups of giggling pointing women and march me down the back stairs and into the managers room. Still sniffling I was hauled before the managers desk where the angry looking man with his bulging gut hanging grossly over his belt eyed me cruelly.

With a flick of his wrist he cast a piece of paper onto the desk, "That is your bill faggot," he sneered and I gasped stunned when I saw the total.

"Bu-bu-bu-...," I blubbered into his smirking face.

"What's the matter faggot, can't you pay," he snarled harshly sitting forward menacingly so that I slunk back to lean against the greasy clerk. The clerk's grip tightened as with a chuckle the manager rose to come from behind the desk.

Trembling too scared to fight or speak I allowed myself to held before the fat oily manager. He held the bill up in front of my nose grinning evilly as I quaked before him.

"Fucking faggot," he roared spraying spittle in my face, "Fucking white trash! You come to my place, wreck one of my room and think you can walk away?" He flicked the bill in my face as I cast my eyes downward not daring the fury in his eyes.

The slap to my cheek from his big fat hand stung making my eyes water. The second stinging slap made me yelp more with fear than pain. I whimpered as he pulled my face close to his, so close I could feel his hot fetid breathe on my tingling cheek. "Well fuck face, how are you going to pay me?" He snarled.

*******, fighting back tears I simpered, "Please Sir, I have money at home." Before breaking down and allowing myself to cry.

The fat man pushed me away from him yammering at the greasy clerk in Hindi who nodded in response. The clerks hands shifted to my shoulders and began to apply pressure down. For a moment I resisted before resignedly sinking to my knees. The managers gut cast a shadow over the front of his pants hiding groin. Swallowing hard I waited dejectedly for my next cock sucking experience.

"Look at me," he demanded throatily and with abject despair I looked up meekly into his eyes.

He held me with his harsh glare making tremble nervously, then he kicked me in the balls. White lights of pain flashed before my eyes my scream of shock and pain ******* in my throat. The clerk pulled me up right and before I could react the manager kicked me again.

I collapsed to the floor my hands cupping my groin protectively as the manager hollered shrilly, "Get this faggot out of here!"

I was dragged to my feet and squinting away tears allowed myself to be led away by the clerk. With mincing steps I followed him out the back door too consumed with pain to worry about who might see me in this get up. As the clerk bundled me into a car I vaguely wondered where mine had disappeared to before he climbed in and roared off.

Through a mist of pain and tears I had no idea where he was going. His driving was erratic and I was soon fearing that he would be pulled over for one of his more outlandish maneuvers. The clerk seemed to know where to go which soon had me chewing my lip nervously as the pain radiating from my groin slowly subsided.

The clerk was all business pulling up in front of my building knowing it was mine. Sniffling I stared dejectedly at the front door wondering who would be waiting for me when with a nudge the clerk handed me a set of keys. My keys. He didn't say anything, he didn't have to.

Slipping hesitantly from the car I scurried to the front door fumbling with the keys fully aware now of how ridiculous I must look. I gasped startled when the door opened into me. It was my landlady standing there. Of course it was my landlady, who else would catch me dressed like this.

Humiliated I slunk past her into the dark lobby of the building. To my surprise she just stared at me with harsh appraisal. Too stunned to speak, too relieved to worry I stumbled up the stairs to my apartment. Unexpectedly nothing seemed to be disturbed. Perplexed I retrieved my stash of cash and grabbing a jacket raced back out and down the stairs. No one was in the lobby as I slunk through the doors to scramble back into the clerks car.

He made a big show of counting the money before indicating with a flick of his head that I was dismissed. When I was half out his hand on my arm stopped me. Turning to look, his leering smile sickened me, "What? Aren't you going to invite me up for a ***** bitch?" He smirked.

My stomach sank as I slowly, dejectedly nodded my head yes and got out.

The sleazy Indian clerk wouldn't leave. As soon as I let him into my place he made himself at home. At first I was afraid that he would ***** himself on me but after watching him indifferently trash my apartment I was wishing that he would do whatever it was he wanted to do and go.

I stood helplessly fuming as he rummaged through my belongings. I couldn't watch as he went through draw after draw in my bedroom dumping the delicate lacy items on the floor. Some after inspecting them intimately, others sniffing before discarding with contempt.

Holding my sheer light green baby doll with the ruffled shoulders and hem he arched his eyebrows in mock surprise sneering, "You wear this sissy?"

Hanging my head to hide my blushing face from his ridicule I nodded yes.

"And these?" The seedy little Indian man snickered evilly.

Taking a deep breath I looked up to see that he was holding the matching knicker briefs with rows of lace and nylon across the backside. "Yes," I murmured meekly flushing bright red.

I started when the knickers hit me before blushing more as he laughed derisively. Enjoying my *********** he began pelting me with various items of lingerie. He snickered with delight as I tried to catch some then just stood there letting him toss panties, knickers and slips at me.

It was then that I realised the sleazy prick didn't know what he wanted and was playing for time. Swallowing hard and letting my desire to be rid of the deviant fool overcome my disgust of him, I asked in my most servile tone, "Excuse me Sir, would you care for a *****?"

It worked, he stopped throwing things at me and when I dared to look up he was giving me a long appraising look, "Yes yes," he chirped trying to look threatening, "get me a ***** bitch."

I couldn't help smiling as I shuffled away to fix him a *****. He was standing uncomfortably in the middle of the room when I returned and with head bowed submissively offered him the *****. After he took it from me I gave him a moment to sample it before once again looking up meekly and inquired, "Would Sir like me to help him relax?"

The seedy fellow played for time contemplating me over the rim of the glass as he sipped on his *****. Obviously nervous he eventually he nodded his head ever so slightly yes.

Swallowing hard before licking my lips I slowly slipped to my knees before him. Not daring to look up I tentatively reached out to unbuckle the mans belt. I felt him start and tense up as my fingers slipped beneath the belt fumbling to unclasp it from beneath his little bulge of a belly.

The sleazy Indian clerk was trembling beneath my finger tips as I pulled open his belt and undid the top button of his trousers. Taking a long shuddering breath to calm myself I tried to remain in control. As I reached into the front of his pants to ease open another button he gasped when my fingers brushed over his swelling manhood.

I could smell him now. I could smell the sourness of his groin and his rising sexual need. Swallowing my remaining shreds of dignity I slipped my hands beneath the waist band of his underwear ignoring his gasp of shocked passion and looked up into his eyes. Holding his startled gaze I slowly ran my tongue wetly over my lips murmuring seductively, "Would Sir like me to pleasure him now?" My left hand engulfed his balls as my right firmly closed over his rigid member tugging gently.

He shook his head vigorously yes as his body convulsed and his cock spewed a long jet of sticky cum into my face. The Indian clerk wailed with a mixture of passion and frustration as I reflexively squeezed his cock and another spray of his gooey cum splatted onto my startled face. Fuck, I thought, I had barely touched him as he soaked me with another massive blast of cum.

His body was convulsing spasmodically as he grunted loud ****** like noises. His cock spurted once more across the front of my t-shirt as he pulled away to collapse into a chair. Too stunned to move I knelt where I was eyes wide stunned as his hot sticky cum slowly slide down my face. I could hear him muttering to himself as he slowly recovered from his orgasm yet I didn't dare move.

Eventually he recovered enough to control himself and pull the front of his trousers closed. Knowing he was staring at me I timidly looked up to see if I could gauge demeanour. He was seething. His eyes bored into me with hatred and rage. Trembling I chewed on my lower lip before hesitantly inquiring, "Would Sir like me to try again?"

With a snarl the clerk sprang from the chair to descend upon my cowering form. "Please Sir I mewed. Please let me try..." My plea ended breathlessly as the man attacked me. Kicking me with the hard toe of his shoe as I curled up into a ball trying not shriek with pain and fear.

"Fucking white sissy fag!" He screamed down at me. "I'll fucking teach you to fuck with me you fucking filthy slut!"

By the time he tired of kicking me my entire body was sore and bruised. Shaking I moaned quietly as I stayed curled up flinching when he nudged me with the toe of his shoe. When he nudged me again, harder, I whimpered, "Please Sir. I'm sorry Sir." Snivelling wretchedly.

Again the toe of his shoe nudged me and when I looked up sniffling he was sneering contemptuously down at me. "Take your clothes off," he murmured threateningly.

With trembling fingers I clumsily complied unable to stop a sob dejection catching in my throat. It was difficult to get the tight fitting clothing the women at the hotel had dressed me in off. While I struggled to pull the cum covered t-shirt over my head he lashed out silently with his belt. The stinging leather bit into my flesh making me squeal with pain. Another nasty lash and I was scrambling pathetically to comply.

The angry Indian clerk showed me no mercy as his nostrils flared and he rained stinging lashes on any exposed skin. By the time I struggled free of the tight jeans he was lashing out indiscriminately as welts began to cover my body. I squealed desperately with every lash trying vainly to cover as much of my vulnerable body as possible with my hands and arms. The mad clerk viciously aimed for exposed flesh until I gave up trying to remove the tight yellow bra and cheap cotton panties. Eventually I lay there crying, pleading meekly for him to stop even after he had.

Mewing plaintively I froze when the panting sweaty Indian man used the toe of his shoe to scrap some gooey cum from my tear stained cheek. I didn't even hesitate when the cruel clerk held the cum slick toe of his shoe to my lips, subserviently kissing and licking it clean. Pressing the toe of his shoe against my lips I gagged but allowed him to ***** it into my mouth.

The Indian clerk was taking deep breathes still seething with rage. "Roll over on your back slut," he snapped, "hands beneath you bitch!"

Constant pressure from his foot had me pinned to the floor beneath him. "Now spread your legs cunt," he snarled with a curled lip of disgust.

Trembling, terrified I complied, twisting my body so that I lay on the floor knees spread as far apart as possible. I felt unspeakably vulnerable laying there as the clerks expression took on a dreamy aura as he stared down on his supplicant white boi. The remnants of his orgasm still clung to my cheeks and chin. My body was covered with welts and bruises from his vicious beating.

The clerks mad eyes fixed on the crotch of my cheap cotton panties. I twitched and squirmed despite the pressure of his foot in my mouth as he trailed the end of his belt over my bra covered chest, down my stomach across the strawberry patterned panties covering my pathetic sissy clit to rest between my legs. As I watched horrified the belt rose back over his head and with a swish of air lashed into my crotch. Even though I watched it coming the pain was searing white hot, my shriek of agony was muffled by his shoe.

The thin cotton panty crotch offered little protection for my sissy clit as he lashed me again. Reflexively my thighs slapped shut trapping the belt there. Only when the pressure of his foot had me gagging did I release the belt spreading my legs submissively waiting for another lash.

When the searing pain and gagging shoe became too much I fainted. Passing in and out of consciousness I was vaguely aware of somebody helping me. A woman's voice cooed soothing words as I whimpered despondently. A warm wet cloth bathed my battered and ****** body before pain had me swooning once more. Gentle hands slipped comforting clothes on me as I allowed myself to fade into enveloping blackness.

I woke with a start dreaming I was wetting the bed. With a squeak of distress I realised that it wasn't a dream and frantically thrashed about tangled in bedding trying to get up. My stiff aching body was no match and with a sob of despair I settled back into the hot shameful wetness. Terror seized me after a moment until my ***** addled brain realised I was in my bed, in my bedroom, in my apartment.

I was wearing a thin cotton nightdress with a flower pattern that wasn't familiar. Perplexed I also realised that despite having just pissed myself the bed beneath me wasn't wet. My god I was aghast when my fingers discovered I was wearing plastic pants and a diaper.

I lay there stupefied in the soggy garment unable to piece together a coherent chain of events from the previous day. Days? Slowly, sheepishly I disentangled myself and got up. In the mirror I could see that the flowered baby doll nightie was definitely not mine. Beneath the ruffled hem I could see powder blue plastic panties covering the sodden bulky diaper. Welts and bruising covered my legs and arms reminding me of the bastard clerk and his vicious assault.

I shuffled around my apartment aimlessly every movement painful. The front door was locked and everything had been cleaned up and put away. "Who did this?" I wondered to myself.

The jangling phone brought me abruptly from my reverie. I stared at it petrified as it rang eventually willing myself to pick it up croaking, "Hello?"

"Are you coming to work today?" A shrill voice inquired.

Work? "Oh god," my mind reeled, "What day is it?" I whispered mystified.

"Oh hell," the exasperated voice raged, "get yourself together or get another job." Before slamming down the phone.

Standing there with the dead receiver in my hand I was overcome with emotion and sunk to the floor weeping quietly. "Oh god," I moaned looking at the reflection in the hall mirror. A grown man reduced to crying pathetically dressed in a women's flowered baby doll nightie while wearing plastic pants over a pee soaked diaper.

Snivelling I barely started when I heard the key in the door. I didn't even look up when it opened and a woman in heels entered to stand over me. Wanting to shrivel up into nothing I focussed on her nylon clad ankles. I sniffed back snot and tears as she raised the hem of her dress slightly and settled on her haunches before me.

I could feel her look upon me, willing me to look up and apprehensively I followed the curve of her calves up her legs. I tiny gasp escaped my lips as I realised that her position afforded me a view up her dress. A tantalizing view of the tops of her stockings and the white flesh of her inner thigh. She was wearing sheer white nylon panties.

I stared mesmerized. I couldn't help myself. She had a cock. A hairless cock in her panties. Mystified I looked up into the warm eyes of a heavily made up face. My land ladies face. She smiled and my ***** went cold in my veins.

My land lady's knowing look held me transfixed. Quietly Mrs. Lehrer purred, "What are you?"

A spasm of trembling shook my body before I could mew out, "I am a sub sissy slut, Mrs. Lehrer."

"Hemmmmm," She hummed, "And what else are you slut?" Her voice was quiet, soothing, inquiring.

"I am a wanton cum whore, Mrs. Lehrer," I admitted, blushing at such an admission to the woman who had so disapproved of me lately.

"Ah, yes," She chuckled lightly, "of course you're a cum whore." Like it was a fact that went without saying. "Anything else whore?." She inquired arching an eyebrow suggestively.

"I am a prissy pain bitch, Mrs. Lehrer." I bleated out near to bursting out in tears again.

"Oooooh," She cooed, "there, there, now be a brave my little bitch shall we." She stroked my hair gently calming my me, "No tears just yet sissy," she smiled helpfully until a small smile creased my flushed red face. "Plenty of time for those later!" She assured me standing suddenly in a whoosh of feminine skirting and lace.

She offered me a gloved hand, pulling me ********** to my feet when I accepted it. In her heels she was almost as tall as I was and looked forever like a stern older woman in her prim and proper clothes. But I knew what lay beneath all that femininity. The sinking feeling in my stomach reminded me of what I'd seen.

Standing before her my head hanging forlornly as she casually inspected the bruising and fading welts that covered my bare arms and legs. Her touch was soft and gentle but I still couldn't help flinching away and trembling with anticipation. "Little sissy has been punished?" She asked sweetly holding me before her by the arm.

Sniffling "Yes Mrs. Lehrer," I admitted shamefully, "A nasty man beat me Mrs. Lehrer." My voice breaking as memories of the beating that that nasty Indian clerk had given me brought close to tears again.

"For being naughty sissy?" She inquired more as a statement of fact than a question.

A tear escaped and slid down my face as I shamefully admitted, "Yes Mrs. Lehrer, for being naughty."

Pulling off a glove she handed it to me murmuring softly, "Hold this sweetie." With a fleeting smile she moved behind me and stood close. I trembled as her breath caressed the nape of my neck, her hand gripped and squeezed the soggy back of the wet diaper I still wore. "T'sck, t'sck," I could feel the edging of her stiff bra as she leaned into me and whispered in my ear, "what has happened here sissy?" And I could only hang my head in response my face glowing brightly with further shame.

I stifled a shriek of surprise as her gloved hand pulled open the back of my plastic pants and my land lady thrust her bare hand into the hot wet stink of my soiled diaper. As I meekly submitted to her inspection of my diaper she placed her lips distressingly close to my ear and whispered demandingly, "What happened here missy?"

Squeaking with fear and horror at her bare hand pulling harshly at the urine soaked diaper I wailed breathlessly, "I had an accident Ma'am."

"I had an accident Ma'am." She mocked me in a high-pitched squeaky voice, "Who's "I"? Bitch!" She hissed in my ear.

"Yes Ma'am," I responded in a matching voice, "Sissy had an accident Ma'am." Feeling will power wane.

As she pulled her hand from the hot moist interior of the plastic panties her nails raked over bare flesh causing me to tremble and making my clitty stir. Wrapping her gloved hand about my waist my land lady swung me back around to face her once more. Her breasts pressed against my chest as she held me tightly to her. Mrs Lehrer's breasts felt real, confusion distracted me as I wondered if I really had seen a cock beneath her skirt.

I trembled beneath her touch wondering at the little smile curling her lips as she held the bare hand that just been in my soiled diaper up for inspection. As she moved it nearer I couldn't help cringing and pulling away. In flash she reached up and grabbed my face. With her palm beneath my chin her fingers and thumb dug threateningly into my face holding me close. I could smell the sour scent of my urine on her fingers as she held as much by fear as by *****. Holding my transfixed with a fierce glare she hissed into my face, "Don't ever pull away from me again bitch!"

Shocked by the ***** of her voice I nodded my head foolishly in grip sputtering, "No Mrs. Lehrer. I mean, yes Mrs. Lehrer." Before whimpering, "Please Mrs. Lehrer. Sissy is sorry Mrs. Lehrer."

I squeaked girlishly as her nails dug threateningly into my face as she took a step back. Her gloved hand gently caressed the front of my nylon nightie before with a ***** that belied her stature Mrs. Lehrer slammed me into the hallway wall. Gasping, slightly winded, I stared wide-eyed stunned as she pinned me there making sure I understood the implications of what was happening to me. Unable to hold her harsh commanding stare my eyes fluttered meekly as I hung my head in shame and **********. Satisfied she relaxed the pressure letting me slide weak kneed down the wall to the floor.

Ruffling my hair playfully she chuckled cruelly, "Wait there sweetie," and went to retrieve a bag from the hallway.

While I watched she moved to the centre of the living room and set about purposefully emptying the contents of her bag. First she donned a flowery apron before spreading out a flannel baby blanket on the floor, then a plastic one. Arrayed beside it Mrs. Lehrer laid out a baffling assortment of containers, bottles, ribbons and items I couldn't identify.

With a show of the dramatic Mrs. Lehrer placed a little pillow on the floor and knelt. She coolly surveyed her arrangements casually shifting first this then that. Once satisfied with her work she looked over at me and beckoned me to her with a crooked finger. Biting my lower lip for courage I complied by crawling over to where she knelt before the blanket.

Pointing a finger at the blanket was all the indication I needed to know what was required of me. Consumed with self loathing I settled myself on my back with my knees up and spread before my stern matronly land lady. My nightie slipped up fully exposing my plastic panty and diapered bottom. Clucking her tongue and shaking her head at me I felt utterly small as she shuffled forward to crowd between my knees and reaching forward clutched the waist of my plastic panty. "Raise your bottom for Aunty sissy," she cooed. Sniffing back tears of *********** I complied as her fingers deftly slipped the plastic panties off to mid thigh.

"Ooow," she mocked me crinkling her nose at the odour, "Widdle sissy smells, doesn't we?" No response was required as she laughed lightly to herself. "Don't look so sad widdle sissy," she continued mockingly in baby voice, "Aunty will make it all better." Before lifting first one leg then the other to slide the plastic panties off.

She folded the soiled plastic panties and put them aside before unclasping the large brightly coloured safety pins holding the cloth diaper in place. Pulling the front away to expose my tender sissy clit to the cool air I shivered as my sissy clit shrivelled in size. Mrs. Lehrer seemed not to notice nor care as she cajoled me to, "Lift your bottom for Aunty sissy," with an almost tender pinch to my inner thigh to hurry me to comply. I lifted my bottom and she pulled the wet diaper out from under me. The cool air raised dimples on my skin as she held the soiled diaper over me pinched between thumb and forefinger.

Dejectedly I started to settle my bottom onto the plastic sheet when her voice froze me, "Don't move." I gasped startled. She hadn't raised her voice but the tone was unmistakable. I could feel my sissy clit shrink further under her calm in control gaze. Holding my eyes with hers she slipped the soiled diaper into a plastic bag followed by the plastic panties assuring me, "You can wash these out later sissy."

Ignoring me as I lay fully exposed before her, bottom raised in the air, hairless sissy clit red and shrivelled, Mrs. Lehrer busied herself with her various items. Overcome with a sense of utter self loathing I mewed pathetically, "Really Mrs. Lehrer, is this necessary?" Mrs. Lehrer froze. Realising I had erred, badly, I squeaked, "Sissy is so sorry, Ma'am!" Mrs. Lehrer levelled her cold steely stare upon me draining me any will power I may have possessed. Whining like the little sissy that she wanted me to be I bleated out, "Please Ma'am, sissy will be goooooo...", my plea ending in a squeal as her nails dug into the flesh of my inner thigh.

Her pinch was vicious. I couldn't help squealing with pain with every twist and renewed pressure. Tears streamed from my eyes as Mrs. Lehrer dug her nails deeper into my sensitive skin. Holding me with her pinching fingers until I could only simper in pain Mrs. Lehrer slapped my poor little sissy clit with her free hand. A short sharp slap that had me squealing and writhing in her clutches. Another stinging slap sent stars to my eyes as I whined pleading with Mrs. Lehrer to stop, promising to be good, promising to be anything until I could only simper in agony.

The relief when Mrs. Lehrer's nails released my inner thigh was electric. I was barely aware that she had retrieved something from her selection of items until I felt the weight of Mrs. Lehrer leaning over me and holding out a large baby blue coloured pacifier bedecked with pink ribbons. "Widdle sissy's making too noise much aren't we sissy?" she minced down at me, "Widdle sissy can suck on this pretty soother to help sissy control herself!"

She was beaming brightly brushing the garish thing over my lips as I cringed and whined. Holding it before my eyes she cooed wondering, "Doesn't sissy want her pretty soother?" It was then that I noticed that the sucker was shaped like a short fat penis. Moaning with despair I shook my head no as tears trickled down my face. Mrs. Lehrer ignored my weak display of defiance, placed the pacifier against my lips and ****** it in.

Mrs. Lehrer watched me closely until I dutifully started to suck on the penis shaped soother. Satisfied she returned to dealing with changing my diaper. "Now sissy," Mrs Lehrer began, "tomorrow you will go into work." She glanced at me to make certain that I was listening. She smiled realising she had a rapt audience and continued, "If sissy is a good widdle gurl for Aunty she won't have to go to work in diapers." My eyes bulging with distress brought on a giggling fit.

Once composed Mrs. Lehrer busied herself with cleaning me thoroughly with wipes that stung my sensitive flesh. "Be a good widdle gurl for Aunty and she will let sissy wear pretty panties tomorrow." Sucking away I held my bottom aloft as Mrs Lehrer added thoughtfully watching for my response, "You will give notice."

I winced whimpering, "Please no," through the penis pacifier.

Mrs Lehrer's smile turned hard as her nails scratched over my vulnerable sissy clit. "You will give notice sissy because one of those nice gentlemen that came around the other day with Mr Lennie has offered you a job."

Her nails scratched harder as she watched me deal with the news. She knew Mr Lennie? What gentlemen? My confusion was building and I sucked harder, desperately trying to make sense of what had become of life. Mrs Lehrer's nails got my attention, making me wince with pain. "Don't worry widdle sissy," she mocked me, "sissy will have plenty of time to thank Mr Lennie soon enough." I screamed through the penis soother as Mrs Lehrer slapped my sissy clit again and again until I was crying like a baby.

Satisfied She made a show of inspecting my poor little red clit blowing gently over it, smiling when I shivered. Soothing lotion followed, as did scented powder as she hummed away merrily obviously enjoying her task as I pondered her news. It started to get difficult to keep my bottom raised and my body trembled with the strain. When I tried to rest against her a quick nip of Mrs. Lehrer's finger nails made yelp against the penis soother and continue to keep my bottom raised. Fumbling about amongst her things Mrs. Lehrer ruminated, "Just one more thing every sissy needs and then we will be all done!" She assured me with a sweet smile.

Eventually Mrs. Lehrer held up two items for me to see. My eyes widen with shock and fear as she displayed two very different yet equally terrifying rubber cocks. Still she smiled but eyes had an unnerving calculating glint as she drew my attention to first one then the other cock shaped items. The first was florescent pink smooth and huge, I gaped wide eyed as Mrs. Lehrer wove it beneath my nose making me stare.

The other was smaller, black with life like veins and a large bulbous head. Resting it on my nose Mrs. Lehrer wondered out loud, "Which of these beautiful penis's would sissy enjoy." She hummed to herself stroking first one then the other along my cheek as I sucked furiously on my cock soother to stem my rising terror. "I know!" she squealed like a school girl with delight, "I'll make my widdle sissy guess!" She beamed down at me enthralled with the fun she was having at my expense.

"Close your eyes now sweetie," She ordered gently and when I complied she made me wait trembling with the strain and anticipation. "No peeking," She admonished giggling. When I flinched away from something brushing against my bottom her fingers enclosed like claws over my sissy clit threateningly bringing a whimper of fear.

I didn't dare move as she ****** a tube into my sissy hole and squirted a long jet of cool lube into my boi pussy. I groaned and sucked with renewed vigour on my penis soother when I felt the head of her chosen cock press against my lube slick opening. Slowly, remorselessly she eased the cock in as I squeezed my eyes with the sensation of being impaled.

Grunting as my body accommodated the large rubber member I shivered with growing lust. Mrs. Lehrer watching intently couldn't help noticing the effect her choice of cocks was having on my body and especially my sissy clit still firmly held in her claws. "Widdle sissy enjoying Aunty's choice off big cock? Hmmmmm." She mocked me sweetly though her eyes glinted cruelly. "Well sissy which one is it? Hmmmmm."

Pressing her apron thigh against the base of the cock protruding from my boi pussy, pushing it deeper, she leaned over me. Mrs. Lehrer played with the soothers ribbons musing out loud, "What to do with my sissy if she guesses wrong? Hmmm." Mrs. Lehrer pumped her thigh several times against the invading cock to make sure she had my undivided attention before gigglingly tugging at the penis soothers ribbons pulling it from my still sucking lips. "Well sissy," she purred, "tell Aunty what you have in your widdle sissy hole."

Flustered, swallowing with difficulty trying to find my voice, I gushed, "The black one Ma'am." Feeling the flush of embarrassment light my cheeks as Mrs. Lehrer smiled knowingly.

"Oh no, sissy!" She chuckled softly at my bewildered expression. I was certain the cock had felt real, the bulbous head, the veiny shaft. "Sissy doesn't believe me?" She queried with an edge of threat to her voice, her claws digging perceptively harder into my sissy clit. My body began to tremble uncontrollably. My sissy cunt contracted around the cock knowing it wasn't the slick neon pink one. I whimpered as her fingers pulsed digging her nails repeatedly into my tender flesh.

Confused, distracted, unable to respond I started to cry, "Please Aunty," I simpered, "it feels like the black cock in sissy's pusssssiiiieee!" I ended in a whimpering wail as her nails closed about my poor sissy clit squeezing. The pain was excruciating, through the tears blurring my vision I could only yelp helplessly as Mrs. Lehrer held the black cock up before her. Slowly deliberately she licked the life like cock from balls to head smiling lasciviously watching my pain wracked face. Twisting her wrist she ground her nails in deeper. As I howled with pain she plunged the black dildo into my mouth making me gag and sputter.

Mrs. Lehrer ****** the rubber cock into my throat holding it there as I struggled weakly gagging on it. Her thigh pumped against my cock filled sissy pussy. Her fingers flexed pulsing her nails into my submissive clit. My body spasmed, over come with the myriad of sensations. A long shuddering orgasm had body thrashing uncontrollably as Mrs. Lehrer shrieked with laughter continuing to ***** my poor body. I cried realising my flaccid *****d sissy clit had spewed a weak dribble of gooey cum onto my stomach. Pointing Mrs. Lehrer laughed louder pulling her hand away in mock horror.

Having Mrs. Lehrer finally release my savaged sissy clit from her grip I wailed with relief over the black dildo in my mouth. My nostrils flared I as I took deep breaths trying to regain some control. Electric shocks emanated from my stuffed boi pussy as she continued to pump her thigh into me. "Widdle sissy made a widdle mess didn't we sissy," she declared arching her eyebrows in mock surprise. I could only sniffle in response still fighting for breath and control of my trembling body.

Leaving the black cock in my mouth Mrs. Lehrer told me, "Hold that for me like a good widdle sissy." As she retrieved the penis pacifier, I sucked on the cock not daring to let it slip from my lips. "A nasty little mess sissy!" She declared in a voice dripping with disgust. Giving me a cool, appraising look Mrs. Lehrer proceeded to roll the pacifier in the sticky cum pooled on my belly. Humming a merry tune she pulled the black cock from my sucking lips and held the cum coated soother to them. Rubbing the cummy penis soother gently over my lips she inquired in a mock baby voice, "Does widdle sissy want her widdle soother back again?"

Taking a deep breath I nodded my head dejectedly yes and allowed Mrs. Lehrer to push the cum slick pacifier back between my lips. She held it there watching until I dutifully commenced to suck on it again. With a humph of, "I thought as much," Mrs. Lehrer busied herself looking amongst her things. With a squeal of delight she held up a baby spoon, "Just what we needed to clean widdle sissy's mess up!"

Using the spoon Mrs. Lehrer carefully collected a generous amount of cum. I watched resignedly knowing full well what she intended to do as she held the spoonful of my own gooey cum over my face. Using the ribbons she tugged playfully at the penis soother smiling when I sucked harder to keep it in place. "Hmmmm," She purred, "Sissy likes her soother." Then pulling steadily until it popped from between my lips. "Open wide!" she sang out before tipping the spoon towards my mouth.

I barely got my mouth open in time to accept the load. The sticky cum dripped in a big dollop to splat onto my tongue. Reflexively I closed my mouth as the cum slipped into my throat, "Don't swallow," Mrs Lehrer warned. Scooping up more cum with her spoon.

Struggling not to swallow the gooey mess in my throat I opened my mouth wide for the second dollop of cum dripping from her spoon. Purposefully she missed allowing most of the cum to land anywhere but into my mouth. She giggled merrily as I tried desperately to catch the dripping cum with my mouth only to have the majority dribble over my lips and chin. "Oh sissy," Mrs Lehrer cried, "don't you want to help Aunty clean up your sissy mess?" She used the cum covered spoon to coat my lips before ******* it between them telling me, "That's a good widdle gurl, suck Aunty's spoon clean so she can get sissy some more tasty cum."

She took great care to scoop up the dribbles of cum from my face so that I could suck them from her spoon. Smiling evilly Mrs Lehrer whispered, "Show me." Realizing in my haste to please I had swallowed my mouth full of cum as I sucked her spoon clean I froze. My eyes widened with fear as she waited for me to comply. "Sissy," she growled, her voice rising. Fluttering my eyes guiltily I slowly opened my mouth for inspection. "T'sck, t'sck," she chimed shaking her head, "naughty widdle sissy, Aunty told you not to swallow."

Mrs Lehrer pressed her body ********** into mine pinning me to the floor. Slipping an arm beneath my knees she pulled my legs back over my head. Holding me bent in two she brandished a hair brush before my disbelieving eyes. With out further ceremony she brought it down with a thunderous whack onto my exposed bottom. My long howl of pain was cut short my a second th-whack of the hair brush. Mrs. Lehrer snarled "When, I, tell, you, to, do, some, thing, sissy, I, expect, you, to, do, it!" Punctuating each word with a stinging smack of the brush. I was bawling in agony by the end, pleading with Mrs Lehrer to stop.

Her chest heaving from the exertion Mrs Lehrer rubbed the hair brush over my red hot bottom as I snivelled beneath her. Glaring at me balefully until quietened to simpering sniffles Mrs Lehrer let loose with another volley of stinging smacks snarling through clenched teeth, "Does, sissy, under, stand!"

"Yes, yes, I understand," I wailed in response as my bottom burned.

Suddenly Mrs Lehrer let my legs drop to the floor. Pushing my body away from her she grasped my ear firmly between two fingers and twisted cruelly until I wincing with pain. Standing she pulled on my ear ******* to scramble after her on my hands and knees as she led me to the corner of the room. "Kneel" she hissed using my ear to guide my tear streaked face into the corner. "Hands behind your back and grasp your elbows," she snarled panting with anger, twisting my ear sharply to hurry me along. She pulled my nightie up to expose my burning bottom to the cool air. ******* my face firmly into the corner she slapped my redden bottom bare handed making me yelp with each stinging swat. "I, expect, sissies, to, be, good!"

My bottom was on fire as she hissed in my ear twisting it to keep my attention, "Stay right here sissy! Don't you dare move a muscle because there is much more where that came from!" Standing over me Mrs Lehrer examined her efforts before releasing my ear.

The click of her heels resounded in room as she walked away. As ordered I knelt frozen in the corner. Mrs Lehrer was humming again as she puttered amongst her things. "Ah yes," she exclaimed and quickly strode back to stand beside me. She made wait and wonder what she was up to as she stood silently beside me.

I couldn't help gasping when her hand brushed through my hair, then yelping with surprise when fingers griped tightly and pulled my head away from the corner. Smiling down into my ******** face she chuckled, "Mustn't forget sissy soother, must we!" Thrusting the penis shaped thing at my mouth. As Mrs Lehrer held it to my lips I dutifully sucked it into my mouth. "There now sissy," she cooed, "Suck your soother and wait for Aunty to get back." And with a smirk of contempt she ****** my face back into the corner and walked away.

I winced when the door slammed shut. Kneeling there alone I fought the urge to abandon the corner and stop this insanity. I trembled with convulsions of self loathing as I summoned the courage to act. I could do it I fantasized. It wouldn't take a second to get up and go lock the door and stop the torment and the *****.

I wanted to. I had had enough. I wanted it to stop. I did. I gasped at the sound of the door slowly opening. I sucked hard on my penis soother as foot steps clicked softly across the floor creeping quietly, furtively towards me. I was too terrified to look as the per*** stood next to me. I could smell them, hear their breathing, feel their eyes upon me, I wanted to scream.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here," a male voice murmured close to my ear. The voice drained away my will. I fought the urge to faint beneath the hot dank breath on my cheek. With out looking I knew it was my land ladies *** Derrick. The sick little deviant Derrick. "Mommy sent me to baby-sit her widdle sissy," he whispered while I ****** back a sob over my lost opportunity to save myself.

I pressed my face deeper into the corner willing myself to be anywhere but there. Grasping my hair Derrick ****** me to turn and face him. Holding my head at arms length he tossed back his own laughing insanely at the my look of confused fear. "Oh fuck am I going to enjoy this," he cackled in my face.

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Betrayed by Her


I am surprised when Her husband answers the door and mumble hello awkwardly as He smirks at my discomfort. "Come on in," He offers expansively letting me in the door. He stands close while I shut the door steadily ******* me into the corner. "She told me about you," He whispers.

"Huh," I grunt not wanting to believe what He just said.

"She told me about you," He says again laughing cruelly. I look at Him until His harsh stare ****** me to look away. "Everything," He declares triumphantly, stressing again, "Everything."

My heart sinks into my churning stomach as I mumble weakly, "Everything?"

"Oh yes," He gloats, "Everything!"

"Oh god," escapes like a whimper from my lips and when His hand grasps my arm my knees buckle.

"Hold on Sissibitch, strip first," He smirks pushing me into the corner. I am stunned that She has given Him my name, then angry at the betrayal. I look up to protest but the look in His eyes drains any such thought away. Slowly I start to strip trying to prolong the moment of dread.

"Hurry," He snarls maliciously. "Oh yeah," He chortles as I drop my trousers to reveal the ruffled powder blue panties She had only just given me that morning.

I feel my face flush red with embarrassment as He hoots, "I don't believe it! What a pathetic fuck. Look at yourself," He commands pushing in front of the hall mirror. But I can't. I feel sick. "Look I said," He growls grasping my hair and pulling my head up. A tear slips down my cheek as I look at the ridiculous fool in the fluffy blue panties.

"Yeah you should be ashamed of yourself," He whispers meanly. "Fucking sissy. Eh? You a fucking sissy faggot Bitch?" He snarls curling His lip.

I almost mumble no but it comes out as a whiny moan.

"Oh yeah got ourselves here a fucking sissy faggot" He spits harshly grasping my arm in a firm hard grip. "Sissy faggots belong on their knees bitch," shaking me, "Now you stupid fuck, KNEEL!!"

With a whimper my knees give way and I sink to floor before Him. I squeal as His hand entwines my hair ******* my head back to look into His terrifying clouded eyes.

"Sissy faggots suck cock," He announces. "Now you useless fuck, you are going to give me the best blow job I've ever had or you will suffer," He informs me in a no nonsense voice. "Really suffer," He stresses menacingly, "Really."

Shaking my head by my hair He states flatly "Well. Get at it. Blow me bitch." He doesn't release His grip on my hair as I fumble with His belt, then His zipper with my hands trembling and my breathing comes in panting gasps.

"Oooooooohhhh," I wail as He gives my hair a vicious tug when I hesitate staring at His boxers. Slipping my fingers beneath the waist band I tug them down a couple of inches before I sob with despair and try to pull away.

"What the fuck," He snarls, "Where the fuck do you think you're going Bitch? Eh!?" I wail loudly as He pulls me towards Him by my hair.

"No please, noooooo..." my moan cut off by a stinging slap across the face.

"Fucking slut," He snarls shaking me some more, "Want it rough huh?" Slap! "I'll give you fucking rough!!" Slap slap.

My face is burning tears stream down my cheeks, "Please stop, please!" I plead. Slap.

"Fucking useless bitch," He mutters.

"Please, I'm sorry. Please, I will do what you want," I moan pathetically trying to pull down His boxers. He stops slapping me and watches in the mirror as I expose His still flaccid manhood.

"Beg for it," He pants from above me.

Crying I plead, "Please Sir, please let me suck Your cock Sir," reaching for His half hard cock with my hands. "Please," I whimper. When His grip loosens I lean forward shivering with dread and hopelessness to kiss His cock head.

"Open your mouth Bitch," He almost giggles He is so pleased with Himself. I comply with a sniffle of shame and He rests the head of His cock on my lower lip. I'm trembling uncontrollably and horrified that this is happening to me. "Now suck My cock into your mouth Bitch," He growls hoarsely, then moaning as I slowly use my lips to pull His hardening manhood into my mouth until my face is buried in His pubes. I breath in His scent as His cock swells to fill my mouth.

"Look at Me Bitch," He pants and I am chilled by the sadistic smile and His gleaning cruel eyes, "Swallow." As a reflex action I do and try not to gag as His now half-hard cock slips into my throat, "Oh yeah," He groans thrusting His hips forward to keep as much of His cock in me.

"Swallow," He demands again and more of His hardness evades my throat. "Ah fuck that feels good," He grunts as I breath deeply through my nose fighting panic. "Swallow you useless fucking cunt," He yells, "Swallow My cock faggot!" Panic and fear seize me. My every breath fills my lungs with His overwhelming musk.

His cock is now massive and just as I feel as though I'll pass out He pulls back and out of my throat. "Oh yeah Bitch that was fun, eh" He shakes my head up and down on His hard cock laughing. "Yeah bet you enjoyed that, eh, fucking cock sucking slut." I fight to regain myself as He proceeds to slowly rock His hips back and forth thrusting His cock in and out of my mouth.

"Oh yeah, face fucking the sissy fag boy," He pants breathlessly. "Yeah suck my cock good Bitch." His grip tightens on my hair holding me still as He grasps His spit slick cock with His free hand and slowly starts to pump it. "Look at me slut," He screams, pumping Himself harder sneering down at me. "Ah, ah, ah," He pants in time to His pumping, "Aaahhhhhh...."

The ***** of His ejaculation surprises me and His first spurt fills my mouth and throat with hot sticky goo. I struggle not to swallow as the second spurt makes my cheeks bulge and I am concentrating on not swallowing when He thrusts His hips forward ******* His cock into the back of my throat screaming, "Oh yeah, take it bitch!" Cum sprays from my mouth, my nose. I'm gagging as He howls with delight thrusting His hips again and again into my face burying His cock in my throat.

He shivers several times as His orgasm subsists. I shake with shame and *********** as His cum drools from my ******** lips and down my chin. His cock begins to deflate but He keeps it in my mouth slowly pumping the dredges of His cum from it. 'Yeah, Bitch likes my cum, don't you Bitch," He snickers, "Little faggot wants more, don't you Bitch." He uses my hair to make me nod yes.

"Wanna be my full-time cock sucker, eh sissy boy?" I get the picture and nod my head up and down on His cock and hear Him sigh with triumph, "Yeah you're going make you a good little cock sucker you are. Eh Sissibitch?" My cum covered lips slide over His rapidly hardening member as I nod yes again. "Fuckin' eh." He moans....

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Sissy Sisters


Stop, You make me blush. I too luv wearing feminine luxurious things. I believe now I need to wear sensuous feminine things under the direction of some one else. Could that possibly be You. Please.

You would treat me like a little tom-boy sister that requires lessons about being a lady. To be a lady one must dress as a lady and You would firstly have Your Little Sissy Sister strip down naked for Your inspection. To assert Your authority You would take the opportunity of her vulnerable nakedness by having her stand still while You trailed Your hands all over her body. Gently exploring, tweaking, commenting, owning her nakedness while having her tell You how much she adores her Older Sister and so wants to have her Older Sister turn her into the little sissy she should be.

When You are satisfied You start to dress Your little sissy slut sister. Holding out a pair of ruffled lace knickers You ask casually if she would like to wear them for You, smirking because You can already see that she is utterly smitten by the thought. When she reaches for them blubbering her willingness to wear such sexy ruffled panties You pull them away teasingly enjoying her whimper of frustration. Holding them out of her reach You whisper "Beg," and like magic You watch approvingly as she sinks to her knees begging You for the opportunity to wear such pretty lacy things for You. Your foot slips from beneath the hem of Your lovely satin dress towards her, without being told she knows to bend forward kissing Your foot, Your ankle, brushing her fingers delicately over Your nyloned calves while You sigh with pleasure.

You have dressed Your little Sissy Sister in ruffles and lace. She totters about on impossibly high heels that accentuate her sexy legs. Girly ankle socks with lace trimming make for a saucy accent to the very lady like heels. Her stunning legs disappear beneath a stiff very short petticoat and skirt ensemble that cinches about her waist tightly. You have not allowed her breasts as yet feeling that she is more suited to a training bra that will remind her of her place. You enjoy sending Your little sissy sister about here and there to accomplish simple tasks so You can watch the product of Your transformation in motion. Well placed mirrors giving You extra glimpses of Your creation. She feels Your eyes upon her and begins to play up for You. Teasing glimpses of lacy ruffles, flirtatious looks, tarty little gestures that inevitably become annoying and eventually You send her to fetch Your hair brush smiling approvingly as she flounces off unwittingly in search of it.

Upon her return and without ceremony You haul her across Your lap where she topples helpless. With one arm You sweep her petticoat and skirt away from her panty covered bottom pinning her in position. Holding her there, exposed, vulnerable, You explain to Your little Sissy Sister that she if she wishes to act like a slut she will treated - SMACK - like - SMACK - a - SMACK - slut - SMACK!!! You enjoy the reflection of Your Sissy Sister over Your lap in the mirror while You tell the little bitch that You are not going to put up with her behaviour accentuating each word with well placed smack to her firm bottom ignoring her squeals of pain and blubbering pleas for forgiveness as You turn her cheeks crimson. By the time You have tired You turned the little slut in a whimpering mess that is promising You anything to stop.

Thrilled with the surge power the spanking has given You over Your little Sissy Sister You push her from Your lap into a simpering heap on the floor at Your feet. While she whimpers You use the pointy toe of Your high-heel to trace her body possessively. Using it to raise her chin You inspect the streaks of tears down cheeks knowing that her glowing bottom is reminding Your little Sissy Sister that she is now Your bitch. Your toe brushes over her lips and You smile approvingly when she kisses it. She is now so very Yours.

You allow her to worship Your foot. Then Your ankle. Slowly raising the hem of Your dress to allow her to worship Your calves, knees, thighs. With a sigh of satisfaction You watch her in mirror as she slips beneath Your dress while spreading Your legs as her delicate lips kiss their way gently over the lacy tops of Your nylons then the creamy bare flesh of Your inner thighs. Her poutty lips, her hot mouth and then her moist insistent tongue caress Your flesh making You shiver with excitement. Your legs spread further giving Your little slut access to Your most sensitive regions. You breath deeply as she pauses there beneath Your dress worshipping the temple You are allowing her access to. You gasp audibly as she slowly deliberately presses her face between Your hot steamy thighs to kiss ever so delicately then brush her lips over Your swelling panty covered sissy clit.

You gasp with pleasure watching in the mirror the vision of this submissive sissy slut kneeling at Your feet. Her scarlet red bottom protrudes invitingly from her skirt and petticoat her body disappearing beneath the luxurious folds of Your gown to where You feel her head buried between Your thighs. It is not long before Your sissy sluts mouth has You panting with wanton desires. She caresses, teases, her mouth, lips and tongue are everywhere. Probing caressing tasting Your sissy clit. At some point You become aware that she has slipped Your panties aside and her hot mouth has enveloped Your hardening sissy clit sucking it gently between her lips. Your hands reach out to hold her head bobbing slowly up and down beneath Your dress on Your now throbbing sissy clit as her fingers gently probe Your sissy hole. Her tongue dances over Your sissy clit wetly as Your little sissy slut draws You towards Your orgasm.

Your breath comes in shuddering gasps as Your clit pulses filling Your little Sissy Sisters mouth with Your hot sticky cum. Your hands cling to her head as Your hips thrust forward as another surge of Your cum floods the sluts mouth. She can't handle the volume of Your orgasm and You can feel the hot wetness spilling from her lips as she struggles for control. You spurt again, and again, fully lost in Your orgasmic pleasure. You pull Your dress away so You can watch as the slut struggles with the volume of Your orgasm enjoying seeing Your cum drool from lips and drip from her chin. With a hand full of hair You pull her away from Your clit holding her close so You can feel the hot wetness of her cummy breath over Your sex sensitive clit. You smile as the wanton little whore opens her mouth to show You Your creamy white cum coating her tongue.

With the toe of Your shoe You cast her off noting the hungry glint of lust lingering in Your little Sissy Sisters eye. The bitch pants for control as You languidly survey the result of Your orgasm dripping from her chin. What a perfect little slut You have for Your pleasure You think triumphantly to Yourself. "Go freshen up sweetie," You coo at her, "We have company coming." You add giggling as Your body tingles with anticipation of the coming festivities. You watch the little bitch struggle for composure as the realisation of what You have just told her sinks in. Hunger to submit Your little sub Sissy Sister to further excesses grips You. Adrenalin surging through Your body accentuates the flush of passion spreading over Your body. Your own sissy clit begins to swell as You as review in Your mind what You have arranged for the sub sissy miss pensively licking her lips on her knees before you.

You have dressed Your little Sissy Sister in a very short bright blue satin dress with a bodice that hugs her chest and waist then flares out from her hips over a stiff white lace fringed petticoat, beneath which You catch glimpses of satiny ruffled white knickers as she flounces about preparing the room for Your soon to arrive gentlemen guests. Her thigh high sock are accentuated with blue bows and her long blonde tresses are tied back with another. You sit regally in all Your own satin splendour with Your feet tucked coquettishly beneath You as wait.

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Marine Boy

I'm 5" 8', 190 pounds, and a toned slim fit body that I've had girls and guys running after me in high school and now in college. I live in a off campus studio apartment since my family is a well-to-do family. I'm going threw school with my trust fund that my dad sat up for me when I was born. My dad wasn't a wealthy guy, but since he sat up a trust fund for me and my sister when we were first born. He was a marine, businessman, and family man until he died of a heart attack six months ago. I loved my ****** and I miss him so much since his death.

I returned to college a few days after the funeral because dad's passing happened when semester finals are about to start, the most unfortunate timing. Like the saying goes "life goes on" and in this case my finals are just around the corner. It's going to be very hard to keep my mind on my studies with the funeral and dad's passing still fresh in my mind. The first couple of days when I returned I kept myself closed up in my apartment trying to study that wasn't easy. I did succeed thou and passed my finals of course I do think some of my professors had sympathy for me because of my loss but I'll take whatever I can get.

One day at a family gathering held at my grandparents' house for a couple reasons. First in memory of my dad (her ***) so other family members could have their goodbyes that were unable to come to the funeral. Secondly, my grandparents house is really huge and on a large piece of property. Finally, so everyone could see each other since some large families don't get together very often, but in this case everyone's going to talk to about my dad. Most of the family members I've talked to recently others I written to keep in touch. There are a few that I've not seen since I was a youngster that I was glad to see who also recognized me. We talked about my dad what they remember of him and since my ****** is also dead they left my sister, grandparents, and I some money to help with any unexpected expenses caused by my ******'s passing.

I knew everyone there or knew of them, but there was this one guy whom I've never seen. I kept eyeing him every time I saw him cause he's fuckin hot. Especially in his dress marine uniform that seemed to fit his body like a glove, but not too tight. He always shook everyone's hand and kissed the women. This Marine seemed to know everyone there, but the one thing I found interesting he talked to the males of my family more than the women. I kept watching him cause no matter what, where, or when I walked into a room or just anything. I had a couple of close encounters with this marine, but we didn't talk for half the day. He's a little older than me probably in his 30s or around there.

I finally got to talk to him around noon or a little after when we bumped into each other outside my grandparents' house he turned to me stuck out his hand ,with the white gloves on, and said "Hi Jason haven't seen you in quite sometime". He seemed to know me but I still didn't recognize him and I just said "Hi...I didn't catch you name". He just looked at me confused like he couldn't believe that I didn't recognize him. "It's Mike....Jason" he said as he shook my hand. He almost squeezed the juice out of my hand when he grabbed it. Mike is my dad's middle name I thought to my self as he squeezed my hand. I had to grip tightly to prevent him from killing my had completely since now it was obvious that he's tremendously strong.

I had thoughts of what he might look like "out of uniform" but never hinted to anything remotely like it since he obviously knew my dad and me. Still not knowing who he was accept for his name. I tried to fish for information without seeming too ignorant of who he was. "Mike did you know my dad?" I asked him as nonchalantly as possible, but I was unsuccessful so it did make him realize that I didn't know who he was.

"You really don't know who I am" Mike asked me as he released my hand. I rubbed my hand on my stomach from the squeezing from his strong hand.

"No Mike I'm sorry, there's a lot of family members that have surfaced since my dad's passing" I told him. With no warning he gripped me in a bear hug that startled me not knowing who he was.

"Jason, I'm your marine" Mike whispered in my ear while he hugged me then patted me on my ass. I was so shocked with this abrupt move that I was momentarily speechless. I hesitated a little before I returned his big bear hug then I wrapped my arms around him and felt a massive muscular body. I was now more than ever wanting to see more of him and his firm body. Just thinking about that got my cock stirring then before we released each other I could feel his cock poking me as mine was poking him.

"Your ****** knew about us, but kept us apart due to your family" he whispered in my ear also. I didn't want this our embrace end it was so familiar to me now. Then as abruptly as it started it ended.

"I'm Lieutenant Mike Louis" he announced in a normal tone once our embrace ended then continued. "You and I met once or twice when we were quite young. Your dad kept me apprised of what you were doing in your life especially when you started college. He was so proud of you and bragged all the time. Your dad loved you as much as I'm sure you loved him. Joe and I talked a lot it was his hopes that we'd meet again sometime he wants the best for you. I have something for you of your dad's that he wanted you to have"

"Lt. Mike Louis" I said questionably still a little unsure of his identity. He stuck a piece of paper in my hand and left. I opened up the folded piece of paper and it read "Call me later, I have to return to the base in a few days" with his phone number on it. I watched Mike as he walked to his truck never looking back therefore I had a great view of his ass. His slacks moved perfectly with him while he walked as did the muscles in his back. Time seem to stand still as I watched him then a tap on my shoulder startled me and I quickly turned around. My sister was standing there with a smile on her face.

Stacy is at least five years older than me and now engaged to be married. I've never met her fiancée but been told that he's in the military. Then it crossed my mind that "is this masculine marine my sister's soon-to-be husband". Stacy looked at me with a surprised look and said "He's one hot marine isn't he?" Stacy said.

"Is your fiancé here? I thought you said he'd be here and I could meet him" I ask Stacy.

"Yes you were just talking to him. He never told you?" She responded. I had a dumbfounded look on my face when she said that and quickly shoved the note in my pocket before she saw it. I didn't want to get caught with it since the marine that I was just locked in a bear hug with is going to be my Stacy's husband.

"No he didn't he said he had to go" I lied to Stacy not feeling good about it, but necessary I didn't want to get him in trouble at least not yet. I wanted an explanation first why he didn't say he was going to be my brother-in-law. I was happy for Stacy but I was also pissed at Mike for not telling me. The rest of the day before I returned to my apartment went normal or as normal as it can at a family reunion. As I left my grand****** gave me a huge tight hug similar to the one that Mike and I were locked in. She gave me an envelope that held some checks from people at the reunion and them.

The next morning I called Mike after waking up. He answered sounding a little ****** still, but I wanted him to explain to my why he did what he did and why he lied to me. Was he just playing me or does he not want to marry Stacy? This among other questions had to be answered.

"Yo Mike here" he said when he answered the phone. His deep and sexy voice made it hard to be mad at him. I told him what Stacy said and why he lied to me and I wanted his explanations. He said that he'd be at my apartment alone in thirty minutes. Before hanging up I told him to make sure he's honest no more lies.

I was so angry at Mike that while I waited for him to arrive his lies are all I could think about as I made my coffee. I could barely think as I got dressed and all the other things that I do in the mornings. Thirty minutes later, when Mike arrived I looked out the window and seen he was dressed in his camies. "Still prying on me sexual preference and my family, hu" I thought to myself as I watched him walk to the door. Even though he did look hot in his camies and my sister was right he's one hot marine. I was still mad when he knocked on the door.

"Get in here" I ordered not knowing what would happen, but my anger got the best of me over-powering my desire for his body. I wanted answers first. He had a shocked look on his face when I abruptly ordered him nevertheless he did as ordered. Walked in the door as I slammed it and barked "sit down", which he also followed.

"Why didn't you tell me you were Stacy's fiancé for one? Why did you pry on me being gay? Now tell me the truth who are you really or I'll tell Stacy the truth. That you have the hots for me. Now Lt. Mike Louis tell me the truth or you'll suffer the consequences" I ordered Mike as I stood in front of him hoping to intimidate him.

He sat there stunned for a moment then "Yes Sir!" Mike barked as he saluted me as if I were is commanding officer. "I am going to be your brother-in-law although the date of the wedding as yet to be determined. We did meet as youngsters, but your dad never told me anything of your life. It was your sister. I did know him while I was dating your sister, but he was proud of your achievements. He always talked about his *** in college so I felt as if I knew you. I'm sorry if you feel as if I lied to you or was using you" Mike explained.

"Why the tight hugging and the hard cock business what was that? If your marring Stacy" I asked Mike who sat on the sofa with his legs spread apart looking as macho as he could. Mike seemed to still be holding something back even with his macho exterior. Since he is a marine I decided to pull some of those strings seeing if I could get results that way.

"ATIN-HUT" I barked like a commanding officer of his and he did respond immediately standing up solid as a pole with his hands behind his back awaiting inspection. I was going to pull on these strings and see what becomes of it.

Lt. Louis stood at attention being 6"4' tall he stood taller than me, but followed my barking orders. I walked around him smacking his ass on my way around him. He flinched as if he were not expecting the sudden smacking so as I returned to the front side of him. I stood there looking at him in his eyes as if I were trying to pry into his soul. Then I abruptly grabbed his cock tightly to use it as a lever or his handle that started to harden.

"WHAT?! A MARINE GETTING AROUSED BY A MAN" I yelled into his face while I still tightly clutched his stiffing cock in my hand. A painful and *********** look on his face made me realize that he hadn't expected this occurrences of events so now I had this macho marine in the palm of my hand.

"Sorry sir" Mike whinnied in pain.

"NOW YOUR WHINNING! YOU DON'T DESERVE TO WEAR THAT UNIFORM" I barked again in his face.

"Sir?" Mike said confused not being able "read between the lines". I unbuckled his belt and pants and abruptly yanked them down along with hiss underwear. His big stiffed cock bounced once free of it's constraints and leaked precum. I could see the muscular hairy legs he has as he stood at attention. He was definitely getting off on being ********* as a marine and exposing his hard cock.

"Sir please don't" Mike pleaded as he stood there with his 7' throbbing cock leaking and bouncing fully on display for all to see.

"Macho Marine huh? I don't think so more like a pussy, liar, and a marine fag. You're a ******** to that uniform pussy" I degraded him. I sat down on the sofa patted my lap ordering him "lay down on my lap" without any words that he did promptly also without words. I immediately laid into his hairy muscular ass "SMACK, SMACK!" with my hand. Mike screamed in agony as kept my constant of smacking his ass up switching between his solid ass cheeks. Feeling his muscular cheeks tighten combined with his agonizing pleas for me to stop as I continued to smack his cheeks.

"AWWWHHHH please stop sir please" Mike cried out as my hand continued to meet his hair covered skin of his ass as my constant smacking seemed to give him even more pain. Whipping my soon to be brother-in-law was getting me so aroused and even though he was crying out in pain pleading for me to stop his cock saying something different like he was enjoying being disciplined breaking him down a couple pegs. As I continued to beat the macho, arrogant attitude right out as well as his lying to me cause he needs to learn that "marines don't lie".

"If Stacy could only see you now. Maybe I should call her to see if she could come over to see her "macho marine". I wonder what she'd say don't you? She might even join in and you'd get twice the beating." I threatened him as my constant spanking is beginning to make his ass red as I'm sure his face is with the freighting thought of Stacy coming over to see her fiancé getting an old fashion over-the-knee spanking that is long overdue.

"NO, NO please don't! She'd breakup with me thinking that I'm a fag and not the macho marine she believes me to be" Mike implored me not to call Stacy as I kept my constant spanking now on his red ass.

"AAAHHH so you're a marine fag then huh" humiliating him as I continued to make his ass a bright red. SMACK, SMACK with great strength harder than I have before.

AAAAWWWHHH AAAWWWHHH **** STOP, STOP PLEASE STOP SIR PLEASE! I'll tell you the truth now please sir just stop please and don't call Stacy...AAAAAWWWHHHH please sir" imploring me to stop his beating with the faint sounds of sobs while he pleaded for mercy. I've been enjoying this immensely but I wanted the truth from him this time so I stopped my beating of his ass. I let him up, but to kneel in front of me to explain himself.

"Get off me and kneel in front of me and explain yourself, or at least try" I ordered Mike after stopping his ass spanking.

"YES SIR" Mike obediently barks and got up off my lap enough to kneel in front of me as I ordered him. "Sir, I'm dreadfully sorry sir that I displeased you sir by lying to you at the reunion. Sir, I lied to you hoping that I could get to know you better since I'm going to be you brother-in-law. We should know each other better sir, but this isn't what I had in mind. Stacy told me your gay and wanted to know if I'd have a problem with it. I of course told her no because I love her so much. I only told you that "I'm your mach marine" to get your curiosity up and to call me." Mike said hoping that I'd understand and remaining silent after his explanation not wanting to make things worse for himself.

An impulse rose in me and out of reflex I unexpected smacked him across his face then " you expect me to believe that bull ****" I asked him.

"Please sir it's the honest truth! I'm telling you now because I...I...I...I Lo...I love...I love you sir" Mike hesitantly conveyed to me. I was dumbfounded and momentarily speechless when he said that. I honestly didn't know what to think of what he just told me since he's engaged to marry my sister. What would she say if he told her that he fell in love with me and broke it off with Stacy deciding not to marry her.

Before I could say a word the phone rang still a little dumb struck I didn't want to answer it. I looked at the caller ID and it was my sister calling me so I answered it.

"Hello" I said after I picked it up.

"Hi Ja*** is Mike there?" she asked at a most unfortunate time.

"Yes Stacy, Do you want to talk to him?" I responded in the phone. Looking down at Mike he had a unusual look on his face knowing it was Stacy calling.

"No Ja*** just listen to me. I know about how Mike feels about you. I really had no intention of marrying him it was just an attempt to get you two to meet and see if you guys would be compatible. I know you called him today and wanted him to come over." Stacy said over the phone that left me even more dumbfounded than a few seconds earlier when Mike told me he loves me.

"HUMMM OK thanks sis. You want me to tell him want you said" I said into the phone as I stared down at Mike.

"No Ja***, We've already talked about this. If dad were here he'd want you to be happy as do I. We'll see each other soon kid hope you guys are having fun. Bye Ja***" I listened to Stacy say. After hanging up the phone I looked down at Mike who is still on his knees. Not quite knowing what to say to him in response to his "I love you" statement. This would change everything between Stacy, Mike, and myself from now on. Why he just didn't tell me sooner would've spared him the ass spanking he just got due to my anger of his dishonesty. I sat back in the sofa still in disbelief of what just transpired here. I never thought that this macho marine who seemed straight as a pole would express that he loves me after letting me beat his ass.

"Sir, you ok? Who was that on the phone if I may ask sir? I do love you Sir" Mike inquired. Still in a amazement of being told by mike "I love you" who was going to be my brother-in-law. If that wasn't shocking enough my sister calls moments after that and before I could respond telling me "she had no intention of marring Mike plus it was only an attempt to "get us together" that did work. How she knew that I called Mike is still a mystery, but I'm sure that I'll learn all the details if not from Mike then later from Stacy. My head still trying to process the information that has been inputted in over five minutes isn't easy.

"Mike, who orchestrated this little plan to "hook us up" and why didn't someone just come out with it at the beginning that you had the hots for me. Not that I'm not flattered by your attraction to me, cause I'm attracted to you too. You could've stopped me long time ago from beating your ass, why didn't you? Tell me or you'll get an ass pounding that you've never had before by anyone not even the one that I gave you previously" I told Mike in a mix of anger, disbelief, and lust.

"OK sir, I brought it up with Stacy last month on one of our dates. She wasn't that attracted to me after I told her that I'm attracted to you not her. She and I both orchestrated the plan that "hooked us up" and the family reunion was the ideal bait for lack of better word. I didn't want to come out with it because of USMC pride that was drummed into me by the marine corps and my dad so I was a little shy when I realized that I was attracted to you or men in general. Stacy and I both also knew that you'd be mad when some of the truth surfaced so you'd want to take it out on me. I've never been whipped before nor have I ever been dominated by anyone let alone done any master/slave stuff. I was curious about it as well as how far you would take it. I do love you Ja*** even if you don't feel the same for me. Is there anything else you want to know and may I get up sir or are you going to spank me again? Please sir I've been a bad boy covering up a lie with another lie not to mention teaming up with Stacy to trick you sir" finally honestly explained to me.

"What kind of relationship do you want? A master/slave or a more mutual relationship? I would've been willing talk with you honestly there was no need for all this deception between you and my sis. Your right you have been a bad boy" I responded to Mike's statement. I wanted to spank him again, but I wanted to get to know him now a little better. When he told me that he's never been dominated I suddenly got an yearning to fuck his muscle cherry ass. I am mad though as I stared down at this Macho Marine who is a closeted fag and just came out of the closet in the most unusual way but it was successful. I began to see Lt. Mike Louis in a whole different way now and not as a soon to be brother-in-law, but as a possible life companion for me instead.

"It doesn't matter to me Jason/sir which ever you want to be. I'm just glad that there will be no more lying accept to maybe the marine corps. They don't like gays in the military, but have an "don't ask, don't tell" policy. I've been lying to myself for along time about my sexual preference being in the closet for such a long time it becomes a way of life. I'm just glad that I'm finally out off the closet ready for everyone to know that "Lt. Mike Louis is a gay man and in love". **** that felt good I'm gay, I'm gay, I'm a gay marine people" Mike said and kept repeating I'm gay and I'm a gay marine for a while. He seemed happy to be out of the closet finally.

"The way that you chose to come out was unique and kinda kinky too a really excellent catch especially now I know you like to role-play too also an excellent catch. Letting someone dominate you like you did was wrong just as much as it was kinky. I did enjoy spanking your muscular ass now I know you really did deserve it. When you said that "you're my macho marine" you weren't lying either. It's good that you didn't want to go threw life with Stacy that's why I don't live with her any more" I said to Mike.

"What now sir/Jason?" Mike asked wondering where this was going to take us now. With that, I leaped off the sofa and tackling Mike pushing him back on the floor really hard letting his head hit the floor really hard too. It' didn't knock him out but did disorient him. Mike is now flat on his back, I pulled his feet up touching his knees to his chest. Mike wasn't disoriented for long and it didn't take him long to see where I was taking this. Grabbing his knees and holding them to his chest I hurriedly unfastened my jeans pushing down both my jeans and boxers to my knees exposing my now throbbing 9' cock. I spit on my hand a couple times getting an abundant amount in my hand and stroked my throbbing cock lubing it up good. I pushed his boots back hard exposing his waiting cherry. Spitting, licking, and rimming his cherry I only wanted to get him primed for my cock.

"AAAAWWWW yeah fuck my cherry, **** me" Mike requested as he moaned and groaned as I primed his cherry hole for my 9' weapon. I pushed my finger in his cherry with a twisting motion that made the marine moan louder. At this point I didn't care who heard it I only wanted to plow this cherry marine hole of Mike's if he wanted to be a gay marine then he needs to get the next lesson.

"Your marine man-pussy is mine now, bitch-boy" I blurted out as I put my cockhead to the opening of his hairy asschute. I pushed my hard cock into his man pussy all the way to my balls in one hard single thrust. All I could hear from Mike was "AAAWWWHHH **** AAAWWWHHH FUCK YEAH **** ME" the rest was incoherent moans of pain and pleasure. Mike's gibberish talk berried beneath screams made me all the more aroused. I pulled out to my cockhead and back in again just as fast if not faster and harder which only made Mike yell louder.

"FFFFUUUCCCKKK MMMMEEEE, **** MY CHERRY AAAAWWWHHH SSSHHHIIITTT" Mike bellowed as I began to piston my cock in and out of his marine cherry. As I pushed in and out faster and faster, harder and harder with every thrust of my cock my low hanging balls slapped against his ass cheeks.

After ten minutes of fucking Mike's marine hole I felt my balls turning. I was getting ready to blow my load in Lt. Mike's man pussy. I decided to step this up a little.

"Lt. Louis your man pussy is mine bitch" I bellowed out loud as I was sweating from taking his cherry.

"SIR YES SIR" Mike screamed like his commanding officer was giving him an order.

"Lt. Louis I'm about to blow my load in your marine ass" I bellowed out.

"SIR YES SIR" Mike screamed again. I began to blow my load with my cock berried in his marine ex-cherry hole. I filled his man-pussy with my jizz while I thrusted even harder than ever before as I released. I kept my releasing up that filled him and began to ooze out around my cock just adding to the spit and sweat lube. An aroma of freshly fucked marine man-pussy filled air as I continued to finish releasing my cum as I started to pull out slowly that just drove him crazy. Mike's own cock shot it's load as I pulled out filling his tunnel as I pulled completely out.

Mike wildly stroked his cock blowing his marine cum all over me, him, and around us where it landed. He bellowed "AAAWWWHHHH" continuously while he streamed his cum for several minutes until we both collapsed me on him soaked in his cum and letting his legs go allowing them to his thee floor.

"Fuck Marines sure can shoot their load, you learn that in the USMC too my macho marine" I asked Mike as we lay in a sticky pile gasping for breath on the floor.

"SIR YES SIR" He bellowed in response then we were locked in a long passionate kiss tasting our sweat as we embraced each other. I could feel our cocks beginning to harden again as we kissed. My tongue ****** it's way in his mouth to meet his tongue. We laid there on the floor embraced in our sticky passionate kiss for hours and at that moment I had a moment of clarity and knew this was the man for me to spend the rest of my life with.

"I do love you too Mike. I want us to spend the rest of our lives with together" I whispered into his ear after I broke our passionate kiss. Mike didn't say anything only began kissing me on my neck. I've never felt so in love with some one before especially a macho marine like mike. His huge furry masculine body under mine. Slowly I moved down nibbling on his earlobe kissing his neck then arriving at his shirt and BDU coat that I wasted no time of pushing off his shoulders as he wriggled to help me help him out of his jacket. I moved my hands down his shirt-covered chest massaging every muscle I could grab until I arrived at the bottom of his shirt that bordered black bush. I lifted his shirt up revealing his black furry masculine chest. I kissed and licked every inch of his furry chest working my way back up his firm muscles until I had to pull it off him and quickly yanked it off.

"My cherry hasn't been completely broke Jason. I need another good ass ripping from you" Mike requested as I licked and massaged his chest.

"We're going to do it right this time Mike" I stated as I sat up and pulled off my own shirt revealing my toned physic.

"You bet" mike responded as he sat up and made love to my hairless toned chest. He kissed and licked my skin until his tongue found my nipples then he begun to suck on my nipples while his tongue circled it between each sucking. For a straight marine he knew how to satisfy a man like he's done this before, but I wasn't going to question it right now that was a discussion for another time. He switched to the other nipple when done with one. He sucked and licked the other the same as his brawny hands embraced my body.

"You really want a full lesson in hot man sex lieutenant" I asked as I roughly shoved him back on the floor like a piece of meat awaiting to be conquered again. I did just that!

"Teach me sir! What do we do now Jason" Mike softly, but simi-loudly said as he laid back on the floor. I moved up so I could face-fuck him this time since he wanted the full lesson by George he was going to get it this time, I wanted to see if there is more marine milk stored away anyway. Even if he's telling me the truth that he's never had male-on-male sex before he's going to learn now. Breaking in a virgin marine really gets my ***** racing and just thinking about fucking Lt. Mike again instantly got my cock hard again ready to penetrate every open hole of his this time. He's going to learn about cocksucking this time as well. Since I vented my anger already because of his lies and teaming up with Stacy to trick me by ****** his muscle ass that he seemed to enjoy. Eventually he's going to get another taste of it but cocks first this time.

"Open up marine" I ordered him since he seems to like being told what to do which is weird a little since he's a marine that are a tough breed of men. Being in control of this macho marine does get me totally aroused and wanting to **** his asschute a second time. Having somebody in control of him seems to get Mike pretty aroused too. As of now, our relationship looks like it's going to be me the dominate one and Mike's the submissive marine of mine. That's hot!!

"Yes sir. Jason I'm yours to control like I said before I'm your macho marine and lover now" Mike said as I held my 9' hard cock inches from his oral cavity. I touched my cock to his lips and like a good boy he opened up and I drove it in his orifice. Shoving my cock into his oral hole was very similar when I ****d his cherry tight. He gagged when I fully penetrated "if he's going to learn it's not going to be easy for this virgin marine" I thought to myself as I slowly propelled my cock in and out of his mouth. It seemed to get easier for him to take my cock each time I drove down his throat. This macho marine is learning fast before long we'll be able to have wild man sex that will last all night long.

Mike's gagging seemed to fade and seemed to eventually disappear with every penetration down his throat. He's a natural in man sex while I kept up my fucking of his face he grabbed his cock and began to stroke it. I felt him use his tongue flick the tip of my cock that begun to leak and using his tongue he wrapped it around my thrusting cock at the same time he kept stroking his cock. He began to lick off the precum that my cock was beginning to produce.

"Next lesson Lieutenant" I stated as I pulled my leaking hard cock from his orifice and turned around into a sixty-nine position. I felt him grab my cock and guided it into his mouth as I did the same with his cock. Before long we had an rhythm going both of us sucking on the other's hard cock. Going in and out, up and down in perfect sequence as we sucked the other's cock.

Mike's cock tasted delicious as both of us were leaking precum into the other's mouth. I flicked the end of Mike's cock that seemed to be extremely sensitive cause every time I touch it with my tongue he momentarily spewed his marine juice into my mouth like his cock was a overfilled bag of water that at anytime could blow up. I couldn't wait until he spewed his marine juice down my throat getting these short bursts was just teasing my taste buds eager to get the full explosion. To see if I could help him along I rolled us over so that I was on the bottom and Mike was on the top at the same time I grabbed his ass-cheeks pulling them apart. I used my finger to tease the entry of his asschute running my finger around the opening that seemed to help. His marine gun hardened even more and he was almost as large as my nine incher, but I'm sure my nine incher was getting larger as he sucked away.

I believe he was about to explode in my mouth when his precum seemed to flow faster and faster so I gave his ass a few hard smacks and that seemed to do the trick. As I smack his ass cheeks flowing precum stopped only to be followed by a massive explosion in my mouth like a grenade going off in my mouth. "Oh my god! Fucking hot marine juice explosion in my mouth" I thought to myself as I swallowed every drop without loosing a single drop out of my mouth around his cock. I felt Mike sucking on my cock like a vacuum would it was like he was trying to suck the milk out of my cock. This talented marine is not only a hot fuck but the man can sure suck on a cock too that made me wonder how he would fuck me. I wasn't going to propose it just yet cause I wanted to fuck his marine hole again to loosen it up some more. I wasn't going to let him leave yet if at all tonight I wanted to teach him everything I know about wild man sex and I wanted to learn about my new macho marine mate.

Rolling back over again so mike was back on the bottom then I pulled off his cock at the same time I pulled out of his vacuuming mouth with a pop. He seemed to not get enough of my cock being so much like a man cock hungry marine. I was all to happy to oblige his hungry marine appetite for my cock.

"Ok marine, you hungry for my cock... then go for it Lieutenant." I stated as I laid on my back hoping he'd swallow my cock again. Without any words he promptly got up on his hands and knees again like I gave him an order and came over to me with my cock sticking straight up awaiting this hungry marine to vacuum up my cock. I didn't have to wait long as a matter of fact it was only seconds my cock was without his marine mouth. He gobbled up my cock like a starving man actually deep-throating my cock immediately up on taking in my cock. It felt awesome, feeling him going down on my cock as deep as possible. I grabbed the back of his head pulling him down farther if that's even possible. Mike swallowed every drop that oozed out as he bobbed up and down as fast ass his head could move. I almost spewed my load right there in his mouth, but the more I held back the hungrier he seemed to get like a boy eager to please his master.

"HHHHAAAAAWWWW yeah swallow my cock lieutenant" I moaned as his lips moved with lightning speed over my cock. I managed to hold my load in longer although I was getting closer and closer to exploding in his mouth. This starving marine kept up his swallowing of my cock and it's precum that kept oozing out.

"OOOOHHHHH MMMMYYY GGGGOOODDD AAAAAWWWWHHHH SSSSSHHHIIIIITTTT!!!" I screamed as I exploded in his marine mouth and surprisingly enough I he'd must've learned a lot cause he didn't loose a drop swallowing all the sperm I blasted down his throat. I've never shot my load like this before Mike really knows how to pull it out. I shot continuously for several minutes before slowly subsiding that took another couple of minutes until my flowing sperm finally stopped. That didn't stop him from his sucking craving more of my milk. My cock softened after I blew my load, but Mike didn't stop.

"MIKE, MIKE, STOP ****!" I yelled and he did stop finally as he sat back like a kid who just got his favorite toy taken away and told that he couldn't play with it anymore. I was so stunned how much of a marine-cocksucker he turned out to be and I knew that we'd have constant wild man sex until he went back to the base. Which we did for the rest of the day and into the night marine-cocksucking of my cock, sixty-nines, fucking his ass repeatedly, face-fucking him, spewing cum all over everywhere, but the only thing we didn't do was him fucking me with his hot marine gun.

We eventually fell asleep completely cum soaked wrapped up in each other's arms so tight that no one could pry us apart unless we were willing to release each other which we had no intention of doing. I didn't want him to leave like he wanted to leave anyway. We stayed embracing each other all night long while we slept. Ironically Mike never took off his boots nor pants. His pants stayed bunched up around his ankles threw the entire night acting like shackles. I think he enjoys being taken under control to be my macho marine boy.

Mike went back to the base after his leave was over and our wild man sex. We kissed each other before he left my apartment since he is an officer of the USMC that don't like gays in the military therefore we had to keep our new relationship under wraps for now. He grabbed my ass as I grabbed his while we were locked in our passionate "goodbye" kiss. Before he left I gave him several hard swats on his ass as a reminder that he's my "marine boy" he nodded his head kissed my a few more minutes then we heard a horn "honk" it was his ride back to the base. It wasn't easy but we broke from passionate "goodbye" kiss and he grabbed his duffle and left.

Over the next year whenever Mike came home on leave to visit his family and friends he always stayed with me in my studio apartment. Mike and I has wild man sex every time he's home never once did he ever want to fuck me. I brought it up a couple times but he refused to fuck me like it's not something that a marine boy can do. I never ****** the issue since he was just as happy to suck my cock and I fuck his marine cavity that pleased us both. Mike never took his boots off nor his pants completely off either when we had sex he liked it like that to be honest so did I. I started to refer to him as "marine boy" when I spoke to him.

Mike likes for me to respond to him as "marine boy" and he responds like one should. At first it was a little strange that took some getting used to especially when he's a member of the USMC a tough breed plus I thought he's straight. When he and I first got together I was in total control of this tough marine and he let me too. Since then I've always been in control of him when on leave. He says things like "yes sir", "SIR YES SIR", and even calls me "master" at times too. It always gets me completely aroused as it does him, but he's always asking me if he can cum yet and loves to get spanked. Every time he's home on leave he's always getting his ass turned into a bright red color and I love doing it too.

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"Get out of here you slut!" A voice yells as I nearly tumble down the steps to the frat house. My pussy hums from all the insertions. I hadn't come here knowing that I would be used so thoroughly, but it did happen.

Cum squirts from my pussy as I open the door to my car. I'll have to talk to John about letting a group of frat brother's use me without protection. I close the car door. Finally, letting go of the breath I've been holding, I start the process of cleaning up. The baby wipes in the glove compartment make quick work of my cum-stained face and tits.

Throbbing, my pussy screams for justice. I haven't cum all night, but still the group activity has left me turned on. Unable to bring myself to the *********** of touching me pussy, I turn the car on.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I crane my neck to see an overweight man coming up to my passenger side door.

He opens the door and I realize that in my haste to get cleaned up, I hadn't locked the doors. With a thud he slams the car door behind him. The taste in the back of my throat is a mixture of acid and cum.

"Drive!"He says pointing a gun at me. I put the car in reverse and start back toward Mason Street.

"What do you want?" I ask hesitantly. Holding my knees together I can feel the juices glide out from my ******** pussy.

"I can smell that sex on you from a mile away," he pokes the gun into my side, "and I want some".

This was my worst nightmare. The frat boys had done their best to use each hole until I was begging them to stop. They came on my hair and face almost in a rhythm. Every muscle in my body ached from over-work, but they had at least been attractive. This fat man with a gun, wanted to fuck me and the thought repulsed me more than a thousand hot men fucking me up the ass with ten inch cocks.

"Please don't do this, "I beg but he looks at the windshield ignoring my pleas.

Silence attaches to the car like a spider web. He doesn't say anything as he wheezes next to me. Then without warning he instructs me to park outside a seedy motel. This is my chance to escape. He grabs my wrists and then with his other hand yanks the key from the ignition.

"You aren't going anywhere," he says. His thick fingers play along my tan skin.

"Why me?" I ask as he pulls a ball gag from his pocket. It is the same pocket he has placed the keys into.

"I've been watching you for a long time. I know who you work for. I know what type of slut you are. This will be my second time with a woman and you should be honored that I chose you."

"It doesn't have to be with this way," I whine.

He slaps me with his thick hand and the world becomes a blur. All the energy I used tonight has made me susceptible to this final invasion.

There is no escape. I can't breathe. He manages to drag me inside with little protest.

The motel room is tiny. He has me tied to the bed in no time. My clothes are on the floor next to me. Saliva coats the outside of the ball gag placed delicately in my mouth. He crouches by the bed. His greasy sweat falls just beyond my finger tips. One of his eyes is smaller than the other. The bridge of his nose is wide and his lips are thick as well. He was born to be fat.

He grabs my clothes from the ground and begins to smell them. No doubt all the spunk from the frat guys mix to create a gut wrenching aroma. My panties are almost unrecognizable as he stuffs them into his oversized mouth. Moaning he begins to undo his zipper.

A huge wide cock falls out hard and close to my face. I start to shift and pull at the restraints but he just grabs his cock and strokes it into an even larger form. When he pulls the gag out of my mouth I scream but am quickly quieted by his huge instrument playing against my tonsils.

Gag. He seems to like the feeling of me trying to ***** him out with my mouth so instead I open wider.

"You're better than I thought you'd be, "he says as his sweat stained balls hit my chin. Vomit curls at the back of my throat but he just *****s it back with each jab of his hard muscle.

When he unties me, the weight of his body keeps me from moving. With a hand over my mouth he starts to pull my pussy lips open with his free hand. The weight of him is suffocating me, but he continues to play with my juices before spreading me wide for his cock.

"Shut up!"He yells. My mumbles are falling on deaf ears as he finds his way to the entrance of my slit. His thickness fills where I was opened many times earlier. He grabs my ass with both hands and lifts so that I am at a good position to go deeper.

Biting my lip a tear begins at my eye. I beg for him to stop but he just keeps thrusting into my wet, sore pussy. The weight of his stomach allows him even deeper into my walls. When he turns me over and starts to probe me from behind I can't help but cry.

"Don't cry, "He says rubbing my clit, "you want this. You thrive on being a slut. You let all those frat boys use you."

I can feel the unwanted orgasm building between my legs. This is the same orgasm that I denied earlier with the frat brothers inside me. He feels it as my legs begin to shake around his meaty thighs. Mouth dry I throw my head back and let the orgasm begin to flow over me.

"You are even more of a slut then I thought," he says slapping me on the ass.

"I knew you'd like it, but I never thought you'd orgasm," he says as my juices flow down my leg. Slick pussy liquid mixes with his own lard juice. He releases it all with a thick groan.

He falls onto his back and without hesitation I grab my clothes and head for the door. Before he knows what's happening I thrust myself naked into the moonlight. John and I will have to have a serious talk when I get home.

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Ce récit authentique risque de choquer certains lecteurs, mais je tiens beaucoup à le publier en mémoire de ma femme arrachée à la vie par une putain de maladie qui l'a faite souffrir pendant trois ans ne lui laissant que la peau et les os malgré tout *** courage à résister ...Si elle peut lire ce récit de là haut elle applaudira j'en suis certain ....
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Je veux raconter nos débuts dans le libertinage: mariés depuis une dizaine d'années dans un département du centre de la France, notre libido commençait à s'émousser, les distractions rares, nous avons décidés d'aller une fois par mois voir un film X à la ville voisine
Évidement à la sortie nous étions chauds comme de la braise! vite! pas le temps de rentrer à la mai***! Nous allions nous garer sur un parking discret et là complètement nus dans la voiture nous baisions intensément, un lendemain matin d'une escapade ou nous avions vu sur l'écran plusieurs couples baiser ensembles Aline me dit
- Ça t'a excité ce film hier soir hein? tu aimerais bien!
- Heuuu..... Oui pas toi?
- Et voilà! je le savais! Tu n'es qu'un salaud comme tous les hommes! gros dégueulasse va!
Que voulez répondre à çà! Elle venait de me piéger, bien qu'au fond d'elle même elle salivait comme moi! La preuve en est que deux jours plus tard Aline me dit
- Si nous passions une petite annonce?
Ce qui fut fait! Mais finalement çà n'a rien donné, hésitants? Trop difficiles? Nous avons abandonnés, mais la 'chose' était lancée!
Au printemps j'ai acheté une grande caravane et direction le cap d'Agde dont nous avions entendu les rumeurs qui vantaient une liberté totale
Le lendemain de notre arrivée nous prévoyons une sortie en boite à 'port ambonne' au ' deux plus deux ', vêtue d'une micro robe, juste un mini string entre les jambes
Aline et moi montons les escaliers qui mènent à cette boite sous le regard réprobateur des biens pensants! Une grande tension nous habite malgré tout
Une fois installés devant un whisky coca, nous regardons les couples évoluer mais pas facile à se décider à inviter quelqu'un à danser! si bien que le temps passe, et, voilà le fameux 'quart d'heure américain' ou ce ***t les femmes qui invitent les hommes
Stupeur! Une femme vient m'inviter à danser une série de slows, une jolie femme de notre âge qui m'entraîne sur la piste devant une table ou es resté *** mari et là elle se colle littéralement à moi, ce qui me fait bander évidement! La fille se frotte sans se cacher sur ma bosse, moi, je commence à la peloter de partout, même si je doute la réaction de ma femme qui doit me regarder! la femme me laisse volontiers mettre ma main à sa chatte, nous ne dan***s plus, ses jambes ***t écartées, des gouttes de cyprine coulent sur mes doigts, mon gland suinte lui aussi! C'est la première nana que je pelote ainsi en toute impunité devant ma femme, je la baiserais bien sur place!
Hélas la série se termine, je reviens à ma place, Aline voit que je bande, à ma grande stupeur Aline ne me fait aucuns reproches .....Pas une réflexion sur mon comportement!
Mais impossible de nous décider à lancer une invitation! Bredouilles, vers deux heures du matin nous nous décidons à quitter les lieux, nous traver***s le village pour rejoindre la voiture que j'ai garée à l'entrée du camping, sans échanger un mot, une grande tension est palpable!
Je démarre la voiture pour regagner la caravane tout au fond du c h m, pour cela je passe par la plage pour éviter les contrôles éventuels car il est interdit de circuler après minuit, a peine démarré ma femme s'attaque à ma braguette, en extrait ma queue pour me sucer comme une affamée!
Vite! Je cherche un endroit obscur pour m'arrêter!
- On passe derrière chérie?
- Ho oui!
Nous pas***s entre les sièges, en deux secondes nous sommes à poil, un long baiser ...
- Baise moi! J'ai trop envie!
Voilà Aline à quatre pattes la tête coincée sur l'accoudoir de la portière, malgré la pénombre je vois *** cul tendu vers moi la vulve en saillie pleine de poils, car il faut préciser que ma femme ne se rase pas la chatte, c'est du tout venant! un vrais tablier de sapeur châtain!
Un aller retour de gland pour séparer tout çà je m'enfonce d'une seule poussée dans cette moule brûlante de désir, elle se cambre un peu sous la surprise et rapidement donne des coups de reins en arrière, ce n'est pas de la baise! C'est de la rage! Je me cramponne à ses hanches pour ne pas être désarçonné!
- OUI! OUI! OUI! OUI! DÉFONCE MOI!!!!
Et mes yeux se portent sur la vitre en face de moi .......deux mecs, le visage collé aux carreaux nous matent!
N'ayant pas l'habitude de çà je me bloque, et même je débande illico! Aline sens qu'il se passe quelque chose d'anormal
- Que ce passe t il?
- Regarde dehors ......
- Ha! Zut!
Mais bizarrement elle ne bouge pas, elle mate elle aussi les gars qui ont la queue à la main et se branlent, nous restons comme çà un moment qui me semble une éternité, et puis malgré moi il me vient une phrase qui va sans doute la faire ruer....c'est les premières bittes qu'elle voit en réel après la mienne, je l'ai dépucelée!
- Tu veux que j'ouvre la vitre?......
Et dans un souffle à peine audible elle me répond:
- Ouiiiiiiiiii, j'aimerais bien .......
Les deux mecs flairent la bonne aubaine, les deux bittes ***t à la hauteur de sa bouche ........que va faire ma femme?
J'ai vite la réponse! Elle sort la tête en dehors, les épaules sur le bord de la porte, la plus grosse des queues s'engouffre dans sa bouche, je regarde médusé Aline tailler un pipe à un inconnu, l'autre frotte la sienne sur sa joue tandis qu'il glisse une main pour s'emparer d'un sein
Mon érection a de la peine à revenir, alors je met tous mes doigts dans sa chatte qui pisse littéralement sur la banquette sa mouille coule jusqu'à mon coude, ma belle est en transe, inutile de lui dire d'arrêter elle ne m'entendrait pas!
Sous le feu de mes caresses mon pouce effleure *** petit œillet, d'habitude sous cette caresse elle se retire, en dix ans je n'ai réussi à la sodomiser que deux fois, et à quel prix! et là ma parole elle cherche cette caresse, j'y reviens ... mon pouce lubrifié élargit cette bouche palpitante Aline pousse *** cul autant qu'elle le peut, je délaisse sa chatte pour m'occuper seulement de *** cul
Deux minutes plus tard j'ai enfoncé trois doigts elle mugit la bouche pleine, *** premier gars a jouit dans sa bouche elle attaque le deuxième, quand trois autres alertés par la présence de cette voiture prés du grillage arrivent Aline continue quand même à sucer la bitte qu'elle cramponne à pleines mains!
Les nouveaux venus se masturbent sur *** visage, du sperme gicle de partout, ses cheveux en ***t garnis, je ne vois pas sa figure mais je me doute que c'est la douche!
Sa chatte et *** cul ***t dilatés à l' extrême, je pourrais enfoncer ma main dans l'un des deux trous! Mon érection revient! Je vais la 'monter' quand plusieurs autres hommes se pressent autour de la voiture .......j'ai peur d'être débordé aussi malgré sa réticence je fais stopper ma femme, referme la vitre et nous regagnons notre caravane
Et là sur le lit c'est un festival !notre excitation n'est pas retombée! Je la prend par ses deux trous, notre petit chien au pied su lit pleure, surement excité lui aussi car il comprend très bien ce qui se passe!
A un moment je pars au coin cuisine pour aller chercher des bois***s, une surprise de taille m'attend lorsque je reviens .....
Aline a les deux jambes ouvertes au maximum, rien d'anormal direz vous? non! bien sur, sauf qu'entre ses jambes il y a notre petit chien qui lèche avec application la vulve dilatée qui dégouline de nos jus respectifs, les yeux fermés ma femme se caresse le clitoris, la bouche ouverte savourant sa caresse et celle du chien
- Regarde chéri! il aime çà!
Effectivement il aime! Mais à voir les coups de reins qu'il donne il voudrait autre choses ......je le signale d'ailleurs à Aline qui sans se démonter prend la bête par la taille et pose la bitte du chien sur sa chatte ...
- HAAAAA!! Il me pénètre!!!! J'ai sa queue dans la moule!! Il décharge!!
La petite bête lime ma femme pendant cinq minutes, c'est une soirée d'enfer! Ma femme en une nuit s'est métamorphosée en chienne lubrique!
Le lendemain matin le réveil me fait un peu peur, peut être a-t-elle réalisé ce qu'elle a fait cette nuit .......
Par contre dehors, je vois les voisins qui regardent ma voiture ....aurait elle été rayée ou autre? Houa! Je découvre tout le coté de la voiture maculé de traînées de foutre séché, et je ne parle pas de la banquette, mouillée comme si j'y avais jeté un seau d'eau!
Aline s'est levée radieuse! Notre soirée lui a été bénéfique, et çà ne faisait que commencer .............

Qui sait, peut être une suite en hommage à celle qui restera toujours dans mon cœur

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Trucker's Whore

1: How It Began

That fateful evening on the internet when he suddenly messaged me out of the blue. I had no way to resist at all. The trucker, so powerful, aggressive and abusive in the chat room, really turning me on and getting me creaming quickly in my pants. He immediately made me feel horny and although I really had no idea what he looked like I just fell under his spell. He told me he was a trucker and married and in his mid-forties. He said he was at a truckers' stop and needed a boi bitch. He and I chatted about what he would do to me and how he would fuck me in the space he lay down behind your cab and also rent me out to others, then after all I had to earn my keep...

But this is jumping ahead of myself - I have to start at the beginning, when I was ****** to be a bitch and then whore and got a taste for being submissive and needing to serve a real man.

Maybe I should say something about myself. Andrew, medium height and build with blond hair and blue eyes. I am smooth unless you count the three or four single blond hairs growing on various parts of my chest! I guess I should have been like so many of the other guys in my class at school with girl friends and going out with them, bedding them, but incident when I was a little younger had altered my life and set me on the submissive gay road. It was when a class mate Peter had asked me to come round and help him out with some French he did not understand. I was one of the best in the class and found it relatively easy. Peter had been away with his parents somewhere out in the Far East when he was very young and so had some problems in school. He had a 20 year old brother Mark. I didn't care much for either of them but thought it churlish to refuse, especially as he lived in a house on my way home. I turned up and rang the bell.

Peter's brother Mark answered.

"Yeah?"

he grunted in an unfriendly way.

"Peter wanted some help with some French."

I replied, feeling a bit nervous. Mark made me feel uneasy. He was tall and rough looking, tousled hair and often did not shave for a few days, which I heard from Peter, drove some of the girls wild. He stood back and as I entered, he stuck out his foot which I fell over and went sprawling on the floor. He burst out laughing as I picked myself up and Peter came down the stairs.

"A little accident,"

Mark sniggered.

Peter laughed, brushing past us and going ahead, calling over his shoulder to follow him.

Angry, but not daring to comment I went through, sat beside Peter and went through the work with him. Mark had disappeared and I felt happier for that. Finally after about half an hour I had finished and was looking forward to going home. Peter thanked me and remained at the table when I got up.

"I'll see myself out! See you in school tomorrow."

He nodded in reply and seemed engrossed in his books. I picked up my bag and made for the front door. Mark was blocking my way. I waited a second for him to stand aside but he didn't.

"I've just finished helping your brother and am off home."

I smiled nervously.

"You might have finished helping Pete, but you're gonna have to help me before you leave."

I must have frowned or looked nervous because he grabbed me by my coat lapels and hauled me towards him so my body slammed against him. He was taller than I and stronger.

"Upstairs!" he commanded and thrust me up the stairs and through a door pushing me so I fell onto an unmade bed.

"Heh!" I cried out in surprise and shock.

"Shut the fuck up!" he snarled and it was then that I noticed another youth in a leather jacket standing near the window.

"Meet Mike" Mark said.

I slowly sat up on the bed slightly stunned, feeling afraid as they were both taller and stronger. Mike also had a pair of light blue denim jeans, but they were somewhat worn and faded with white marks down the thighs, whether stains or part of the fabric I couldn't make out as Mark suddenly gave me a backhander across my face making me yelp and my cheek burn. He and Mike manhandled me and ****** me to my knees before them.

"I think the cunt needs to be taught to respect his betters!" Mike laughed.

I swallowed nervously and opened my mouth to cry out for help but Mike slapped my face this time and told me to shut it. I glanced quickly around me but they were blocking my exit.

"Pete's not going to help," Mike laughed

"He's in on this, too" Mark snickered.

"He gets the help for school and we get to dump our loads. It all works out for all of us."

With this Mark unzipped his fly and reached in taking out his semi erect cock. I looked up at him in horror and could hardly believe it when he held it under my nose, making me breathe in his manly aroma.

"Open wide, cunt!"

Mark snarled. I recoiled but Mike got behind me bending down and grabbing my arms twisting one behind my back. I cried out in surprise and my yell was immediately muffled as my mouth was slammed full of cock.

"Bite me and you will regret it for the rest of your life,"

Mark grunted as he grabbed my head and heaved his hips at my face, driving his cock down my throat and making me gag and gurgle on his manhood.

"The cunt needs some fuckin' training!"

Mike laughed as he let go my arm and bent his lips to my ear, whispering loudly that I should be a good bitch and then I would be rewarded. Mark tipped my head back so I had to look up at him through tear-filled eyes. He groaned, my throat distended by his big cock, trying to eject the invader and only succeeding to milk it, making Mark feel even better!

"Fuck..." Mark gasped as he face fucked me, his heavy balls slapping wetly against my chin, saliva dribbling down and over them.

I dimly heard the rasping sound of another fly being pulled down and I felt my own trousers pulled down roughly and my legs pushed aside by Mike's knee. I tried to protest, but only managed a strangled gurgle. Mark bent down and murmured,

"Didn't Mummy ever tell you not to speak with your mouth full?"

"Yeah!"

Mike laughed, spitting at my defenceless backside, hitting the top of the crack. I felt the gob of spittle slowly dribble down.

"'Specially when it is full of prime meat!"

Mike continued and the two young men laughed. I felt Mike's finger roughly rubbing my man hole and entering me, making me jump and projecting myself forward so my face was pushed into Mark's crotch, his pubes scratching my face and making him gasp in delight. I felt his finger working my ass as I gurgled and spluttered and then screamed as he slid his hard dick up into me.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Mike sniggered in my ear as he bent over me a little, the hairs on his stomach tickling my lower back.

I felt his hands on my hips as he hauled me back, impaling myself on him, making it feel like a red hot rod being stuck up my hole. The urge to **** it out was overwhelming and I started writhing in discomfort and pain, sobbing in agony.

"That's it bitch! Nothing like a spit roast!"

Mike grunted as he started thrusting away, slapping my ass and giving a whoop of triumph.

The air was just filled with the creaking of the bed and muffled cries and wet sweaty bodies slapping together. I was pinned between them, my body shunting to and fro as they took their pleasure. Whether out of kindness or just for his pleasure, Mark allowed me the chance to regain my breath from time to time by pulling back and telling me to worship his dick. I took the chance eagerly and rolled my tongue over the head, trying to take as much time to be able to breathe. I swirled my tongue around the head under the rim and along the slit, tasting his pre cum which was leaking badly, making him gasp and groan, grunting that he would make a fine cocksucker out of me, calling me his bitch and whore.

Suddenly after what seemed an eternity there was a knock at the door and almost immediately it opened. I couldn't turn my head, but looked as far as I could in the direction of my escape route. It was Peter! My heart rose in hope. Thank goodness. He didn't know I was still here. But my hopes were only to be cruelly dashed as he just crossed over to the small table in the corner.

"Need a smoke!"

he muttered and picked up a packet of cigarettes before leaving, with a glance in my direction and an evil wink. Mark suddenly pulled me hard into his groin and I felt his cock swell. I gurgled and spluttered again, gagging on him. He pulled back and grasping his cock with his hand started jerking it hard it over my tongue. I heard myself gurgle as the first load spattered against the back of my mouth and Mike laughed, moaning, too. Load after heavy load squirted across my tongue and he callously pulled back so he could send a couple of ropes over my face before sitting back slowly regaining his breath, his big cock hanging slowly deflating, dribbling sperm onto the sheets. I heard another strangled grunt from Mike as he hauled me back and held me hard against him, his cock swelling in me as he suddenly cried out in ecstasy, his cock shuddering in me, unloading the contents of his heavy young balls, blasting his seed deep into me.

I must have collapsed onto the bed because the next thing I knew was the two young men holding their cocks in front of my face telling me to clean up the mess I had caused. My jaw and my ass ached, but I obediently lapped at the semi limp cocks thrust into my face, licking, swabbing and sucking them clean.

Eventually the two youths had enough and stood up, zipping up and looking down at me.

"Fuckin' clean the slime off my fuckin' bed!"

Mark shouted angrily and I lapped at the pools and drops of sperm on the sheets, sucking on them rubbing my tongue over them. Something in me was stirring. I tried to fight it, but somehow I had been turned on by all this. I had been raped! I had been verbally ****** and yet ...

I suddenly heard Mike laugh cruelly,

"Heh look! The pig's been enjoying it all along!"

I knew my cock was erect and I was so ashamed!

"Now here's the deal!" Mark said as I struggled to me feet and he reached over grabbing my cock. I gasped. His hand closed over me and started jacking. I gave a strangled sob as it felt good. This strong stud holding me, jacking me after having fed me his load. Not asking, not caring, just egoistically using me for his pleasure and now holding my manhood! Masturbating me in front of his friend. I felt so shamed and yet so aroused. Moans and sobs filled the air and they were mine! I felt my body shudder and suddenly the wonderful wave breaking as my cock spasmed and started spurting, giving me release, making me almost cry like a baby. Of course, Mark carefully aimed my ejaculation so it squirted down over my school trousers and shoes, but I couldn't care at that moment, just basking in the release given to my body!

I felt weak but strangely satisfied.

"The deal," Mark repeated. "You are to come round here when I tell you. Peter will let you know or I will get him to call you so it looks like a nice meeting of friends."

He grinned at Mike,

"Which it will be, of course. Now sometimes Mike here needs attending to and sometimes I will use you. Maybe there will be a friend or two who will need to dump his load. But you will come over. Understand? I think you will be a nice little money earner. Of course, if you don't..."

Mark paused and I could feel his hand tightening on my cock slowly increasing the pressure. I nodded quickly.

"Yes!" I blurted out and relaxed as the pressure diminished. Mark held up his hand, with some of my cum on it. I needed no command now and licked it clean, making Mark sneer in triumph and Mike laugh.

"Good bitch! Learning well!"

I left, sore and aching, not allowed to wipe the cum off my clothes, at least not until I was well away from the house..

Well, that's how I slid into being a bitch for my classmate's brother and came to enjoy it. About two or three times a week and sometimes even at weekends I went round to their house, especially when the parents were away. It was when Mark suddenly started bringing men of different ages round for me to service that I slowly realised what was going on. He threatened to beat me up if I didn't attend to the needs of his "friends" as he put it, but by that time a certain addiction had kicked in as I enjoyed being treated like a slut. Mark organised parties when his parents were not there and I served ****** and was just taken upstairs and used or even on the floor or couch, wherever Mark and his friends wanted. Peter also enjoyed joining in and I was so ashamed the next day in school, but still strangely enjoying it all. I couldn't really come to terms with my feelings. I was really upset when about half a year later Mark moved away. I then realised I needed a real tough man like Mark and so that is how I started chatting on the internet to compensate for this sudden vacuum in my life and to find release by acting the whore and bitch in chats, mostly with older men.

Now, having just turned 18 and just left school, I decided, much against my parents' will to take a year out and see something of the world. What better and cheaper way than to accept invitation from the horny abusive trucker from the chat room. I had been chatting to him on and off for a couple of months or so and the idea travelling with him across the US was so appealing. I had heard of horror stories about meeting strangers and I was extremely nervous as I had never done this sort of thing before.

I plucked up my courage, told family and friends I was going to travel around the States, hopefully finding some odd jobs to help pay my way and armed with a little money, passport and bag booked the cheapest flight I could find and set off!

When I eventually got through customs and passport control I made my way to the taxi stand and was taken to the place where I was told to wait. My stomach was tight and I was almost shaking. What the hell was I doing here? Was I really going to meet this unknown men or was this just a big scam and I would find myself alone and end up wandering around the sights and then fly back in three weeks somewhat poorer for having stayed the whole time in hotels and motels and not in his bed in the cabin behind the driving cab.

I looked again at my instructions received in his last message to me.

"Take a cab and go and stand ***,"

and then the name of some truckers' café place on the road out of town. I was to be there at 6 pm. I arrived at 5 pm and waited not daring to enter the stop at all, standing with my small bag carrying an umbrella to make sure I would stand out.

I looked around at the unfamiliar trucks, massive beasts of the road and wondered which, if any, was his!. One started its engine and I looked across watching as it slowly jumped forward as its driver slammed it into gear and then drove past me. And so it was as I watched the third truck drive down the road and it was almost 6.15. My mind racing as I told myself I had been a complete and utter fool and that nobody was going to show up to take me along on the highway with them, to be a personal slave. What the hell had I been thinking about? I wouldn't know him even if I met him in the street! After all he had told me he was married so what interest did he have in an unknown guy from the UK.

Feeling depressed, I jumped as a big truck pulled alongside and the passenger door opened as if by magic. I grabbed my bag and trotted down to stand looking up. I almost dropped my bag in sheer shock. Not at all in a negative way, but to see this powerful and athletic looking man at the wheel, a bushy beard and his shirt open at the chest to show a mass of curly salt and pepper hair. I stood in awe. My mouth must have dropped open as he suddenly shouted out angrily,

"Close your fucking mouth you look like a gold fish! And get the fuck in here!"

At precisely 5.57pm I was standing at the truckers' stop exit with my small bag carrying an umbrella to make sure I would stand out.

I looked around at the unfamiliar trucks, massive beasts of the road and wondered which, if any, was his!. One started its engine and I looked across watching as it slowly jumped forward as its driver slammed it into gear and then drove past me. And so it was as I watched the third truck drive down the road and it was almost 6.15. My mind racing as I told myself I had been a complete and utter fool and that nobody was going to show up to take me along on the highway with them, to be a personal slave. What the hell had I been thinking about? I wouldn't know him even if I met him in the street! After all he had told me he was married so what interest did he have in an unknown guy from the UK.

Feeling depressed, I jumped as a big truck pulled alongside and the passenger door opened as if by magic. I grabbed my bag and trotted down to stand looking up. I almost dropped my bag in sheer shock. Not at all in a negative way, but to see this powerful and strong looking man at the wheel, a bushy beard and his shirt open at the chest to show a mass of curly salt and pepper hair. I stood in awe. My mouth must have dropped open as he suddenly shouted out angrily,

"Close your mouth, you look like a fucking gold fish! And get the fuck in here!"

I scrambled up shaking and closed the door after me, not knowing whether to shake hands or what.

"Hallo"

I said eventually as he slammed the truck into gear and we started off.

"Sir"

I added quickly looking at him nervously taking in the guy's strong masculinity, blue jeans, clean now but later to be stained and dirty, and shirt open at the top and straining a little over a slight belly. I wondered how big he was, his exact age and even what his wife and kids looked like. Four he had said and I didn't know whether they were sons or *********. He suddenly tore me out of my dreams as I nervously fidgeted with the handles of my bag which I had between my legs.

"You buy them jeans I told you to?"

He grunted without even looking at me.

"Yes, Sir."

I replied quickly.

"Change, fucker, and put the bag in the back."

He glanced across at me almost in disdain and I felt a tremor go through me like a small electric shock as our eyes met. His, dark, unfriendly and somehow showing an inner strength both physical and psychological. He quickly gave me the once over inspection, and his stern expression relaxed somewhat when he saw my eyes wide open in awe and fear.

"Yes Sir"

I said hoarsely, my throat dry as I coughed. I opened my bag and took out a neatly folded pair of jeans, a size too small which I had had to buy. I had been instructed to wait until I was with my new master until I wore them as he did not want anyone else stopping to pick me up when I was dressed in them. I thought back to the embarrassment of buying them in the shop, trying to find a pair that was really tight in the crotch and yet long enough. I had tried on several pairs until I had found something which I hoped was acceptable.

I shucked off my trousers and started pulling the jeans up, light blue and disgustingly tight. I straightened my body in the seat, raising my butt up so I could slide the jeans up. I was struggling! My face screwed up a little as I awkwardly pulled them up over my underpants which already showed a slight bulge as my cock had started swelling the moment I had set eyes on him. I was turned on, but also daunted by his body and his manner. He was taciturn at the moment and gave no indication of what he demanded from me, or even whether he wanted me as his travelling companion! I wondered whether I would be turned out at the next stop and if so, hopefully would be able to grab my bag with me as I had no wish to land up in this huge country without my belongings. Fortunately I had my passport in my pocket, so tight in there it was perfectly safe as it wouldn't fall out or be taken out without a struggle. But my plane ticket was in my bag! What if....?

I grunted as I pulled them up and struggled to zip up, gasping at the extreme tightness and discomfort, lifting my body up from the seat to get them on properly. I sat moaning slightly as I looked down at the obscene bulge in the crotch as the fabric stretched tightly over my manhood. It had taken me ages to find a pair small enough and nasty enough hopefully to satisfy my master's exact demands that they should be ok in the leg and do up at the waist but to stretch nastily over my cock, which together with my balls was very obvious to see now. He had warned me in an email never to cross him and to carry out his instructions to the letter. I folded my other trousers as best I could and placed them in my bag before putting it in the back as ordered. Still he said nothing and I wondered what was going through his mind. I settled down in the seat and winced at the tightness of the fit, my manhood straining in my crotch. I looked across to see my master grinning slightly as he looked out at the road ahead.

He leant across and ran his big hand over my crotch giving a gentle squeeze.

"MMMMMMM"

He muttered appreciatively and I relaxed but found my manhood starting to swell. Trouble is there was not much room in the jeans for it to go!

I ventured a glance between the legs of my new master wondered what he had between his legs. I presumed that he had recently emptied the contents of his balls into his wife and wondered how he last took her, whether doggy or just lying on her pounding away. Hell, she must suffer when he really got going in her! I looked sideways at him, not daring to turn my head for fear of being accused of staring. More to the point, what were my duties going to be? I started looking at his waist and trying to see any tell tale signs of a bulge in his crotch, to gauge what he had between his legs, but it was difficult to see in the failing evening light . I swallowed loudly and a nervousness overtook me. What if he was so big that he injured me? I had seen several enormous cocks on porn sites. What if.....? Again I was jerked back to reality as he changed gear and we slowed down at a bend, heading out of town and along a road which now stretched into the distance. It was too late to turn back. I was now a prisoner in his truck and by the look on his face as he turned to look at me, he was able to read my thoughts exactly!

Time passed and I must have dozed off, the effects of the time change and flight across the pond. Suddenly I jolted into awareness as the giant truck bounced and came to a halt on a dirt patch to the side of the main road.

"Need a piss"

It was not a question but more of a statement and as I didn't need to relieve myself I sat where I was. He grunted as he opened the door and jumped to the ground. I watched as he went round to my side of the truck and stood glaring up at me. The moon was almost full and gave out a cold shadowy silvery light.

"Get the fuck down here! We haven't got long!"

I hurriedly jumped down and regretted it instantly, my tight jeans cutting into my manhood and making me wince, which elicited a sneer from my master.

"You my fuckin' slave or not?"

He snarled and looked down. I hesitated a second and then it quickly dawned on me I was to hold his cock while he pissed. I went to him and with trembling fingers unzipped his fly, reaching in to free his cock from his boxers. It was flaccid but quite thick, about 6 -- 7 inches long, well longer than mine at any rate, although cut. I wondered what he would make of my smaller uncut European dick. I held it timidly and aimed it away from him. I felt the surge of his piss through his cock as the jet started splashing against the wheel. I hoped I was doing the right thing. I ventured to look at his face as he turned to look at me. I saw arrogance and a smile break out on his face as he suddenly grabbed between my legs making me cry out. My hand on his meat jumped and the jet of piss splashed up over the top of the wheel before I directed it back down again. He said nothing and as the stream slowed to a dribble he released his grasp and pushed me down on my knees before him. Kneeling in the wet earth, I shifted uncomfortably, the wetness gradually soaking through the legs of my jeans and the tightness of my crotch making causing me added discomfort.

Holding his cock in his hand it was obvious what was now expected of me. I glanced up and down the road but we were relatively hidden on this side of the truck, unless anyone else stopped here or took a closer look! The lights of the vehicles as they drove past threw moving shadows all around us, but the full moon enabled me to see what I was doing, in the cold silvery light. I was amazed at the fact he had only just said about 20 words to me in all the time we had been together now and here I was on my knees doing him homage. I was to learn that he was deliberately making sure I felt a little uneasy to break me in -- as he told me later.

I looked at the cock in front of me, a dribble of pee still on the tip.

"For fuck's sake do I have to tell you everything?" he suddenly snapped and shook his cock in my face causing the drip to fly off and land on my forehead. I wetted my lips running my tongue over them and opened my mouth slowly closing my lips around the head, my tongue flicking over it and around the tip, under the rim and into the slit. His piss still leaking a little, bitter to the taste. He grunted happily as I tipped my head back and looked up at him. His eyes were half closed as he rested his hands against the wheel, letting me do the work. I swirled my tongue around the head again and ****** myself to relax, knowing this would be a challenge. With one hand, he ruffled my hair, almost in a ******** approach as I slurped loudly in surprise at this small sign of tenderness. I ****** as he started sliding in deeper, making me splutter, spaying goblets of saliva across his jeans as his cock poked through the fly. I wondered what his balls looked like and reached in taking them out. I felt a thrill of excitement as he grunted at me.

"That's a good slut. Work'em but be careful with the family jewels. I think you are going to be a good boi to take along with me. You should earn me some good money. You will learn that I need to dump a load quite often. My wife is used to that, though."

He chuckled and I could not suppress the shiver of excitement and also fear which suddenly ran through my body at this praise and the thought of him fucking his wife and most probably other women and men, too..

I ****** myself to relax but nevertheless gagged as he slid further in making me ***** and gag. He gave a laugh. His face was swimming as I looked up at him with my eyes full of tears as they started flowing down my cheeks.

"My boi needs some training!"

He pulled out, his cock erect, proud and wet with my saliva and his pre cum

"Yes Sir! Sorry Sir, thank you Sir!"

I gasped as I felt my chest heaving, fighting to get my breath back. He laughed as he brought his boot up to my tight bulge and I trembled in fear as I knew I was totally at his mercy. A quick jab and I would be in agony. I was terrified he was going to kick me. I flinched in anticipation of being caused acute pain, but he just pressed his boot against my bulge, leaving a dirty bootprint in my crotch, no doubt as a sort of mark of ownership. He traced the outline of my bulge with the tip of his boot and smiled.

"This will get the money rolling,"

He sniggered as he started rubbing me, making me groan. I heard him spit and felt a gob of saliva spatter against my right cheek. I felt it slowly start to dribble down and fall onto my shirt.

I was dreading being kicked in my manhood and so thought the best form of defence was to please him and so I sucked his right ball gently into my mouth suddenly, causing him to groan. I pressed my tongue against it and gently tugged, swirling it around the sac, tasting and smelling the sweaty, pissy, spermy manliness of my master.

He grunted again and started to idly jack his cock, resting it on my face as I sucked and washed his ball, tugging it gently in my teeth and pressing my tongue all around it feeling the nut inside. I was aware of his movements getting faster as I let the one ball plop wetly from my mouth and sucked the other into the warm wet resting place it seemed to like, washing it as I slurped on it, tugging again gently making him groan loudly almost as he were an ****** in pain. I was completely taken by surprise when I felt a sudden wetness in my hair. In my surprise I let his ball fall from my mouth and was greeted with the vision of his erection pointing directly at my face. I gasped as I saw the slit open and immediately my face was spattered with warm cum. I closed my eyes as I felt the creamy stickiness trickle down over my right eyelid and felt another blast into my open mouth as I naively gasped in surprise. I shivered slightly as the thick creamy man juice spattered over my tongue. He rested the head on my tongue as I stuck it out turning up the sides and end so as not to lose his cum. I felt another load squirt out and pool thickly on it. I closed my lips as he pulled back and slowly started rubbing the rubbery sticky head over my cheeks and forehead, leaving a sticky residue which quickly cooled in the evening air.

"Daddy is just writing his initials on your face, boi. Branding his property."

I swallowed, feeling the gooey sperm slide down my throat. I had not swallowed another man's sperm before, although had practised with some of my own before I had come over. I realised that it would be one of my new duties in my new life. I suddenly felt sick and gagged. Fearing I would throw up. I started gasping and ****** myself to relax and started to breathe deeply, gradually overcoming my bout of nausea.

"Sorry, Sir"

I muttered and was surprised to hear him laugh as he zipped up.

"Guess you will need more training than I thought,"

he grinned and nodded at the cab.

"Get back in. There's a truck stop down an hour down the road. I could use something to eat and ***** and guess you could, too. A bit more than Daddy's special cream,"

he chuckled.

He looked at me and nodded.

"Reckon you will do."

We clambered back into the cab and we were soon back on the road again. I felt strangely happy that I seemed to have past the first test, but wondered what the truck stop would hold in store for me....

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The Office Boy - The Beginning

I work in an office in downtown Cincinnati for a national software company. This office is a remote development and sales office with some admin folks, about 35 people in all. I'm in the sales group where I help support the sales teams with the technical bits. The software is fairly complex and the sales people need help with technical qualifying, presentations, demos, etc.

My wife and I have experienced sex with other guys before and she knows I like cocks as much as she does. She enjoys watching me suck off and get fucked by other guys, especially when they have nice big cocks. My cock is an average size so we both get off having sex with hung guys.

Something else my wife enjoys is humiliating me sexually, especially in public. She has had me take her to an adult bookstore in Lexington where they have video booths and glory holes. She loves to see me sucking cocks in the booth and takes pictures and videos of me with all kinds of cocks in my mouth. She loves having me pull back when they are getting ready to cum so they empty their hot loads all over my face. Then, she makes me walk through the book store and drive home with cum all over my face and hair. She'll even make me drive through a fast-food joint to get something to ***** and takes videos of the girls laughing at me when they see all the cum. Fortunately, my wife knows I love this and is always looking for situations like this to put me in.

I've been working in this office for about a year and they have an annual picnic during the summer. We went and my wife met all my co-workers. She was immediately struck by one of my supervisors, Phil, who is a very nice looking guy and started flirting with him. Turns out Phil is divorced and between girl friends. When my wife found this out she invited him home with us after the picnic for some *****s. Once we got home we had a few more *****s and things got very frisky and we ended up getting naked in our hot tub. Phil and I were enjoying playing with my wife's tits and pussy, and my wife was getting very wet and excited. Turns out Phil's cock was very nice, cut and big, about 7 inches soft. I was getting hard thinking about how big it was going to be when it was hard.

Out of the blue, my wife told Phil that I'm her cock-sucking cum slut and that I suck cocks for her when she tells me to. Phil looked at her, then me, then back to my wife and said he would like to see that and is she going to tell me to suck his cock tonight. My wife got that mischievous grin on her face that tells me I'm going to be on my knees real soon. My wife told Phil to sit on the edge of the hot tub and let me suck his cock. She then told me to get over there and drain his cock like the good cock sucker that I am. I was embarrassed as hell as he's my supervisor but I do what I'm told so I went over and took his cock in my mouth and started sucking on it. It got hard very quickly and was about 9 inches long and 4 inches around. A very nice cock.

My wife got the video camera out and started filming the whole thing, especially when Phil grabbed me by my head and started fucking my mouth like a pussy. My wife loves taking video of my situations so she can share with other people. She doesn't tell me who she shows these videos to so I'm in a constant state of *********** when her friends come to visit, not knowing who has seen me acting like a cum slut for my wife.

My wife had Phil shoot his load down my throat but it was too much and I ended up with cum dripping out of my mouth and onto my goatee. She wouldn't let me rinse it off and made me sit there with cum on my face while the two of them started making out. While they were kissing and fondling each other Phil pointed his finger at me and then to his soft cock to tell me he wanted me to make him hard so he could fuck my wife. So I got down on my knees and took his soft cock in my mouth while he was kissing my wife and playing with her tits and pussy. I took his whole cock in my mouth and sucked it as it grew hard in my mouth. He started to fill my mouth and my throat with his hardening cock and I was doing my best to not gag and control my breathing.

Soon it was too big for my mouth and I ended up sucking on the head while stroking his cock with my hand. I could tell Phil was enjoying my blow job and that made me very happy as I want to please my wife with my skills. I could also tell he wanted to fuck my wife when he pulled my head off his cock by grabbing my hair and roughly pulling on it. He then had my wife bend over the edge of the hot tub and slid his hard cock into her wet pussy and started fucking her hard. I could tell they were both enjoying themselves so I sat back in the hot tub and enjoyed the show.

After Phil emptied his load into my wife's pussy and pulled his cock out, leaving a trail of cum dripping off his cock and my wife's pussy, he told me to get over and clean his cock with my mouth. It seems Phil was enjoying taking control of me and the situation and my wife was letting him. After I cleaned his cock of all the cum and pussy juice, my wife motioned for me to come over and clean her pussy. Because I want to please my wife (and I'm her cum slut), I went over and placed my mouth on her pussy lips and licked her clean and sucked Phil's cum from her pussy.

Once my wife and Phil were cleaned by me, we all sat in the hot tub and drank another glass of wine and smoked a joint. Phil was talking to my wife about how good of a cock sucker I was and how he would like to have me suck him again sometime. He was talking with my wife like I was not even there and it was so embarrassing. I wasn't sure how things were going to be at work the next day but I was sure it was going to be very interesting at the office from now on.

I had no idea.

Camping coquin




Je campais sur la Côte d'Azur près de Nice dans un camping situé à 2mn de la plage. J'avais une vingtaine d'année.
J'étais cloué dans cet endroit à la suite à une panne de voiture. Le coin était agréable mais manquait cruellement de distractions.
J'avais remarqué qu'un homme dans la soixantaine avait installé sa tente style canadienne non loin des sanitaires.
Chaque fois que je passais par là, il ne manquait pas de faire un geste amical à mon attention, agrémenté d'un large sourire.
Un jour, voyant que j'étais toujours seul, il s'approcha de moi et m'invita à une partie d'échecs ce que j'acceptais. Il était charmant et fit tout pour m'être agréable. Nous bûmes un apéritif et même plusieurs.... je me sentais grisé et plusieurs fois il posa sa main sur mon genoux, comme une caresse furtive. Je ne fis pas attention à ce geste que j'avais mis sur le compte de l'alcool. Je bus plus que de rai*** et voyant mon état il me proposa gentiment de m'allonger un moment dans sa tente en attendant que ça passe. J'acceptais et je m'allongeais sur le matelas, étendu sur le côté, en chien de fusil. Je m'endormis rapidement assommé par la chaleur et l'alcool.
Comme dans un rêve, je sentis une présence près de moi.... l'homme s'était lui aussi allongé à côté de moi et le bas de *** ventre touchais mes fesses que j'avais bien rondes et larges. Je fis mine de ne pas m'en apercevoir, ce qui sembla l'encourager car la pression se fit plus franche et je sentais maintenant la dureté de *** sexe volumineux entre mes fesses. Je continuais à faire comme si je dormais.
L'homme posa sa main sur ma hanche et m'attira délicatement vers lui. Je sentais *** membre raide qu'il agitait en se frottant contre moi. Il était persuadé que j'avais senti *** approche, que j'étais éveillé.
Il glissa sa main dans mon bermuda et me caressa, glissa ses doigts dans ma raie ce qui provoqua chez moi un fris*** et un long soupir de satisfaction qui encouragea l'homme dans *** entreprise, à aller plus loin.
Il sortit sa bite raide, pris ma main et la posa sur le membre chaud. Je sentais une envie monter en moi, je me mis à caresser délicatement le membre dur, à le branler du gland jusqu'aux couilles qui étaient volumineuses et velues, bien pleines. J'étais aux anges. C'était la première fois que je touchais un sexe d'homme et j'adorais, j'aimais me conduire comme une femme et l'homme le savait.
Il passa sa main derrière ma nuque, abaissa ma tête jusqu'à *** gland rouge et lisse. Suce moi me dit il avec un ton autoritaire, suce moi bien salope!
Il poussa sa bite contre mes lèvres, les écarta et pénétra le gland doux et chaud. Je me mis à le téter, à tourner ma langue tout autour, comme quand on lèche une glace....je pris sa bite au fond de la gorge, bien au fond... il poussait à petit coup en gémissant de plaisir... il se retira, je le tétais encore, et encore.
Il sortit *** sexe de ma bouche, me tourna sur le côté, baissa mon bermuda d'une façon énergique. Je me laissai faire, sous l'emprise du male qui avait introduit ses doigts dans mon anus et s'employait à le dilater largement. Je gémissais sous cette adorable caresse. Il mouilla ses doigts avec sa salive et mouilla copieusement mon anus bien ouvert. Je sentis qu'il poussait *** gland doux contre mon anus et le l'aidais en écartant mes fesses de deux mains et les poussant vers *** sexe dressé et dur. Je sentis qu'il introduisait *** membre.... le gland passa et l'homme s'enfonça profondément d'un coup. Je me mis à gémir de plaisir et aussi de douleur. Mais mon compagnon se mit à me pistonner de plus en plus fort, de plus en plus profondément, et à chaque coup il m'arrachait un soupir. Je sentais *** souffle chaud sur ma nuque et ses mains rudes qui enserraient mes hanches comme dans un étau.... j'étais prise, bien prise comme une femelle, comme une chienne...
Soudain l'homme se retira, déplaça sa bite vers ma bouche, se branla devant ma langue et cracha de longs et abondants jets de sperme chaud dans ma bouche, sur tout mon visage. Je pris le gland dans ma bouche et me mis à aspirer les restes de ce sperme dont j'adorais l'odeur forte et le goût fort et épicé. Je me sentais une vraie salope, avec une nouvelle envie de me faire prendre fort.
Nous restâmes quelque temps enlacés, se caressant et se léchant. Des vacances qui s'annonçaient bien pensai-je.
Toutes les nuits je rejoignais mon homme pour des ébats torrides.

Beth's Beautiful Backmail


I am a track coach at a prestigious college. I should explain I am black, 5'10 and have an athlete's body. Small breasts, long firm legs and am perfectly fit. Ashley, my new and upcoming track star was as white as they come, with blonde hair, perky small breasts, long perfectly tanned legs and an ass so tight even straight people noticed it.

Anyhow, Ashley was a great runner, but had major problems taking orders from me. I quickly realized it was a race issue and decided to do something about it. Now I should say that I have almost always kept my work life and my sex life separate, but when Ashley gave me attitude day after day, I decided to do something about it. Then I met her ****** at our first track meet and it all came together. Ashley finished 2nd, which is very good for a first year college student, but her mom implied to me that it was my coaching that prevented her from winning. Ashley had never lost a track meet in high school and thus was not use to defeat. Anyways, I told her ******, Mary, to meet me in my office on Monday after practice and we could discuss this situation. She left in a huff, but told me she would be there. I called Ashley into my room on Monday morning.

Ashley came in dressed in a track suit and her hair in her usual ponytail. I invited her in and she sat down on the chair.

Ignoring any pleasantries I said in a rather aggressive tone, "Ashley it seems you have a problem with me."

Ashley gave a dramatic over-the-stop sigh.

I stood up, walked over to her and said, "It is obvious it is because I am black."

Ashley, her face not even attempting to hide her distain for me, said, "Obviously."

"Why do you hate blacks?" I asked.

In a superior tone Ashley said, "Mommy and daddy taught me that the white race has always been superior and that the other minorities, you guys in particular, are trying to take away our power."

"And you believe it?" I asked in a questioning tone.

Ashley still with attitude galore said, "Well look at you. 20 years ago, you would not be my coach."

"Well that is true. It is called civil rights." Ashley sighed. I lingered before I said, "Well I think you are scared of me because you fear the truth."

"What truth?" she asked curious but annoyed.

"That we are the better race and that you will submit to us," I said so matter-of-factly that it just seemed like common sense. Ashley began to get up but I said **********, "Sit down." Ashley obeyed, slightly frightened by my tone. "Now it is time to retrain you. To put you in my place."

"Excuse me," she said offended.

"You have made many enemies here in a short time," I explained.

"How so?" she said in a prima donna tone.

I went to the door and opened it, letting Mike in. Mike was a 6 foot 2 black man who was also on the track team. "You know Mike?"

"Unfortunately," she responded her face full of disdain.

"Well Mike is going to fuck you with his big black cock while you eat my pussy," I explained.

"What?" she asked shocked by my words.

"Are you deaf and dumb? I said Mike is going to fuck you with his big, hard, thick black cock while your white face is inbetween my dark skinned legs."

Ashley stood up and said defiantly, "No fucking way."

"You got the fucking part right. You do as I say or your scholarship is gone," I said pushing her back down.

"You can not do that," she said.

"I can do anything I want. Did you know that Mike found cocaine in your locker today?"

" I don't do *****," she said proudly.

"I know that and you know that, but who is the Dean going to believe, some 20 something track rookie or a tenured state champion coach?" I asked setting up the plan.

Ashley, just beginning to realize the problem she was in, "Um, you are blackmailing me."

"You could call it that. I call it pro-active training. Not to mention fucking Mike is a great workout for a white bitch like you."

Ashley finally coming to grip with her situation pleaded, "I'm sorry. I will be better."

"Oh I know. When I am done with you, you will be a changed woman," I said, as my hand trailed through her hair.

"Please," she begged.

"Good, I like begging. Now beg Mike to let him see his cock," I toyed.

"No, please, I can't," she said, tears beginning to stream down her face.

" Mike let her see what you have to offer," I said.

Ashley's eyes went big as Mike dropped his pants and presented a stiff nine inch cock.

"Impressive hey? Did you know that most black men have cocks at least an inch bigger than a white guy. Not to mention most black men are in better shape and thus have much greater stamina in bed," I explained.

Ashley sat in complete silence, although her eyes never left the big black hard cock.

"Mike, go offer your cock to Ashley," I instructed. Mike moved towards the white bitch.

"Please, I can't. My daddy would **** me," she explained worried and nervous.

"Don't worry girl, your mommy will be taking the same cock after school," I explained announcing my entire plan.

"She would never," Ashley said confidently.

"Ashley have you not figured it out. All white women will submit to a black cock or pussy if given the chance. You have already decided you are going to fuck his stiff rod, you can't wait. Thus this lame protesting is silly," I said confidently as my hand felt her cunt through her jeans) "You're wet already Ashley? Why is that?"

"Please stop," she weakly protested.

I leaned in and kissed her; as expected she didn't break away. I broke the kiss and said, "Ashley you are now mine. I own your pussy. Do you understand?" My hand pushed onto her pussy through her jeans as Ashley gave a slight moan, but didn't respond, her face red with embarrassment. I demanded in a dominant tone, "Take off your jeans now."

Ashley looked at Mike and back to me then silently took of her jeans).

"Everything else as well ," I added. Ashley obeyed nervously.

"So you do understand," I said as my hand slowly moved to her breasts. "You are mine. Say it, say you are my slave."

Ashley, with a bit of her old attitude back, said, "Please lets just get this over with."

"Ok," I said, as I sat up on my desk and hike up my skirt showcasing my shaved pussy, "bend over." Ashley bent over and Mike positioned himself behind her. I repeated the question, "Ashley, are you ready to submit?"

Ashley answered stubbornly, "I am not submitting to you. I am just doing this so I won't lose my scholarship."

"I see," I said vaguely and then instructed, "Mike fuck her. Mike slid his cock into her pussy. After a couple minutes of pounding, Ashley began moaning. I then said, "Mike pull out." Ashley looked up at me annoyed and I asked, "What?"

Ashley babbled, "Ummm...I..."

I teased, "Were you enjoying a black cock in your white pussy?"

Frustrated, Ashley admitted, "Yes dammit. Fine, does that make you happy?"

I sarcastically said, "Thrilled. Now beg for Mike to fuck you?"

Ashley sighed and said, "Fine, Mike please fuck me with your massive fucking cock."

"Better, but if I recall you were not going to submit," I toyed.

"Fine what do you want from me? I love his cock in me. I don't care if he is black, white or fucking Asian, I just want it back in me," she said incredibly frustrated.

"So, you want his black cock back in you?" I asked looking foe confirmation.

"Yes dammit, I want his black thick cock in me. Now just let him fuck me," Ashley said way past frustrated.

"Do you submit?" I asked again.

Defeated and way past horny she said, "Yes, I submit."

"To my every command?" I went further.

"Yes, to your every command," Ashley said exhausted by the game.

"You understand that means crawling over here and eating my pussy until I cum.," I informed her, now sitting on my desk.

"Um..." Ashley began unsure.

"That means becoming my personal sex toy," I continued.

"I just..." Ashley tried to say.

"Mike, plug her cunt for a few more strokes," I instructed.

"No, I , oh yes, Mike, fuck me, fuck, you fill me up completely," Ashley moaned now focused on pleasure again.

"Pull out."

"Fuck, no, Mike, no coach, fine, I am yours, now let him fuck me," Ashley pleaded.

"I need convincing. Now crawl over here and eat my pussy," taking off my track pants.

Ashley sighed, but got on her knees and crawled over, " I have never done this before."

"Don't worry, practice makes perfect. By the time I am done with you, your will be a great pussy pleaser," I said politely.

"Done with me?" Ashley said scared.

"Yes. You will be eating pussy every day. Mine, my friends," I explained.

"I..." Ashley began.

"Don't you understand, there is no middle ground. Either you walk out of this office right now and lose your scholarship, or you submit to being my personal slave. The choice is kind of yours," I explained. Ashley Looked at me confused and bewildered.

"Now, beg to eat my pussy," I said getting tired of the game.

"Coach, can I eat your pussy," Ashley said dryly.

"Really that is all you got? Convince me you really want to."

"Coach, please let me lick your shaved pussy, let me be your white bitch," Ashley said attempting to please.

I grabbed her head into my wet pussy. "Good girl." She licked my pussy and although she lacked any sort of technique she was getting me horny. I grabbed her hair and rubbed her face all over my black honey. This rough play had me hot and I came on the white track slave's face. As I recovered from a small, but decent orgasm, I said, "Slave, that was decent for a first time, but we have lots of work to do on that. Now do you want Mike's cock?"

"Yes," Ashley said excitedly.

"Yes what?"

"Yes please?" she said confused.

"No, try again," I said looking for a certain phrase.

"Um, I got nothing coach?"

"You are my slave, my fuck toy, my whore, and I am your..." I led.

"Master?" she said catching on.

"Master, mistress, either or," I said.

"Please master, let Mike fuck my white wet pussy," she begged,

"Oh, no, no. Beg him to fuck your white tight ass," I said catching her completely of guard.

"Oh no, I have never..." she protested.

I slapped her face as I said angrily, "I did not ask for a fucking commentary. Mike fuck her pussy, till she is close." Mike hammered her with powerful strokes and Ashley was getting incredibly animated.

"Oh fuck, don't stop. It feels so fucking good," she moaned.

"Pull out Mike."

Ashley, dejected, begged, "No Mike, put it back in. I will do anything."

"Suck his cock," I demanded.

Ashley quickly pounced on his cock and started sucking like the white trash whore I knew she was.

"You like sucking cock do you?" I said teasingly. Ashley gave a muffled response with Mike's black cock in her mouth. "You have had Mike's cock in two of your three holes now haven't you?"

Ashley, finally submitting completely, smiled for the first time as she said, "Fine mistress. I get it. I am your whore. Mike, please shove your black cock in my virgin ass."

"Good girl. You do understand don't you?"

"Yes mistress. I didn't know sex could feel so good," Ashley said as horny as she had ever been.

"No white cock ever made you feel this good?" I asked coyly.

"God no? No even close. If all black men have cocks like Mike and fuck like Mike that is all I ever want in me," Ashley declared now a new woman.

I pulled a strap-on from my dufflebag and put it on; I then laid on the floor. "Straddle my cock my white whore."

Ashley did not even hesitate and soon had taken all 7 inches of my plastic toy in her cunt.

"Mike now plug her ass," I demanded. Mike obeyed and Ashley gave a loud grunt as she took her first cock in her ass.

"It's ok slave. It will hurt for a while, but when the pleasure starts to surge through you, you will quake like you have never quaked before. Now kiss your mistress."