les histoires de chrislebo

I spent a tension filled week on edge. I was easily distracted from even the simplest of tasks as the memories of my adventures in the parking lot with Those People continued to haunt me. I fluctuated between arousal and disgust as visions of my performance played over in my dreams both waking and while a *****. I had become nerve rattled, jumping at every sharp noise, awakening suddenly between sweat soaked sheets with cum filled panties. I spent hours staring at the phone wondering if They would ever contact me again while continuously checking to make sure my answering machine was still working. It was. There was nothing.

As I waited, wanting Them to contact me yet terrified that They might, I continued with my sissy routines. Flushing out my sissy twat daily, ******* my sissy hole to hold against the pressure of the warm water as She had instructed. Waiting for that humiliating moment just before I would certainly soil myself before frantically pulling my panties down to void my girlie-boi cunt. Trembling with relief I would then ***** my punishment plug deep within my sissy hole before continuing to unwanted hair removal.

In the end I was a perfect prissy sissy as I clattered about my apartment in pink pumps, wearing my favourite denim skirt and sheer ruffled blouse set, with just a glimpse of ruffled lace and tulle pink panties peeking from beneath, as I longed to be the cock sucking cum slut that They had shown me I was. My painfully erect sissy clit straining against the crotch of my panties was telling me I would need to be again.

I was just about to leave my apartment one morning when the jarring noise of my ringing phone stopped me half way out the door. I was running late and tempted to let it go but with a sigh of exasperation I swung around retrieving the handset with a breathless "Hello!"

There was no immediate response and I was about to vent my annoyance of being interrupted with another HELLO!, when His cold voice nearly floored me with a simple, "Slut?" My body quivered as the thought of Him at the other end of the phone held me transfixed. A sternly hissed, "I said SLUT!" made my stomach churn, my knees buckled and I sank to the floor.

"Ye-ye-yes, Sir," I stuttered while silently screaming, "Noooooooooooo..." but I was caught and automatically began to recite my mantra for Him,

"I am a sub sissy slut,

I am a wanton cum whore,

I am a prissy pain bitch,

I am Your Sissibitch."

"Excellent," He chuckled snidely, I could hear His contempt for me in His voice, "very good slut. Now tell me, what is My sissy cock sucker doing?"

"Waiting for Your call Sir," I lied weakly.

"As you should be bitch," He gloated, "as you should be." His voice then filled with menace as He snarled, "So what are you wearing you gurly-boi?"

"Nothing Sir!" I squeaked unexpectedly while franticly trying to strip one handed. His silence unnerved me as I shed my clothes feeling he knew I was lying and terrified that He would find some unpleasant way to punish me for it.

Once I stopped struggling and knelt there submissively naked my ear glued to the phone my body trembling in anticipation His voice again filled my world. "Tell me bitch, is your sissy clit hard?"

Chewing on my lower lip for control I whimpered, "Yes Sir."

His breathing over the phone was strong, mesmerizing. He held me enthralled and was letting me dangle with uncertainty. "Stroke it for me bitch." he purred into the phone, chuckling at my gasped response.

"Yes Sir," I whispered, "thank you Sir." While tentatively grasping my amazingly erect sissy clit and gently stroking it. My breath came in trembling gasps as my finger tips sent electric shocks over my girlie-boi clit to pulse through my twitching body.

"Now listen closely you stupid cunt," His voice took on a menacing edge that accentuated the electric sensations emanating from my sissy clit, "in one hour bitch you will meet Mistress outside the coffee house." Ooohh, I gasped breathlessly into the receiver my finger tips dancing over my rigid little dickette. Ignoring me he continued, "You will be wearing very tight trousers slut. With. Visible. Panty. Lines."

A series of mewing whimpers escaped my lips at thought of the possible *********** She would inflict upon me. His voice had a wicked smile of satisfaction to it, He knew He had me, "She will take you shopping." He murmured, while I gasped for breath fighting my impending orgasm, knowing that shopping would only be an excuse to humiliate me as much as possible. And knowing to well that She was capable of such degrading will destroying ***********s.

Under the spell of His voice coming from the phone I sobbed as my cockette twitched. "She will prepare you for my visit this evening," His voice informed, while I squeezed my sissy-boi dickette painfully to stem the inevitable.

I missed the next bit as my girlie clit erupted and my world exploded. Cum sprayed from my cockette as I desperately pumped away howling into the phone with a mixture of pain and pleasure. My vision blurred as I gasped for breath with convulsions spasming through my trembling body as my fingers eked out the remnants of orgasmic pleasure from my still very rigid and now very sensitive sissy slit.

Spent I sank into the puddle of cum on the floor beneath me. So much cum I thought zombie like. So much cum as I stared at it attempting to regain my composure when, "Did you cum slut?" came to me matter-of-factly from the phone in my ear. Stunned by the power of my orgasm I was incapable of responding. I squawked incomprehensibly not understanding it myself.

His breathing, His steady power filled breathing over the phone finally calmed me enough that I could squeak out a, "Yes Sir." as my body flushed red with the shame of being made to orgasm so powerfully by His voice over the phone.

I was on the verge of sobbing when his voice announced, "Lick it up cunt," with a menacing note that sent me scrambling to obey, "I want to hear you suck it up pussy!" He snarled, before laughing at the sound of my dramatic slurping as I sucked pools of cooling cum from the floor. Tears of shame streaked down my cheeks at letting Him humiliate me in this way. Naked. Face to the floor. Sucking my own cum from the floor for the entertainment of the sadistic fucker on the other end of a phone line -- how could I stoop so low? I wailed silently.

"You have one hour slut," he announced still laughing as he hung up. Sniveling back tears I sat back from the floor. Tears and cum mixed on my cheeks. *********** wracked my being. I had one hour, I thought, and crawled away to get ready.

I chewed on my lower lip nervously turning this way, then that, watching my reflection. Could I do this, I wondered. Could I meet Her in public dressed this way? The slacks I wore were a size too small and the light showed visible panty lines when I turned a certain way but what was She going to do to me? My stomach churned as I fluctuated between wanton desire and trembling uncertainty.

Taking a deep trembling breath I rushed out the door letting my momentum carry me out onto the street. Shaking off my unease I hurried for my coffee shop rendezvous not daring to be late. A sense of purpose dispelled my disquiet though my stomach still churned as I contemplated the various disasters that could be the outcome of this meeting. Stopping dead in my tracks at the sight of the coffee shop I despaired at what could possibly be a very bad decision.

As I stood there attempting to gain control I noticed some one waving but was ********* to believe she was waving at me. But she was. It was Her. Sighing resided, I steeled myself and approached Her cautiously. If I appeared at all recalcitrant or uncertain She ignored it. She was startlingly nonchalant and at ease, enjoying the day. "Well, well, well, now don't you look yummy," She greeted me disarmingly.

Flushing deep red I could only mumble a confused thank you. The sudden appearance of a young female server only accentuating my discomfort. "Coffee, sweetie," She inquired coyly of me, obviously relishing the moment and Her effect on me. The young server appraised me with a bemused air as I stuttered out some incomprehensible response. She laughed delighted at my discomfiture before beaming brightly, "Just bring the poor thing a coffee dear, and I'll have one too." Before adding archly, "Some males are just so incapable of doing anything on their own!" Much to my dismay I could only hang my head in shame giving full credence to her cutting observation.

Startled by the sound of Her clearing Her throat I looked up to realize that She was waiting for me to get her chair for Her. Mumbling apologies I clumsily rushed to pull out her chair so She could take it feeling like such an inadequate boob in the process. She thanked me ignoring my fumbling attempts to be of service while indicating that I should take the seat beside Her.

Gladly I sat, all but panting I was so nervous. She beamed happily stroking my thigh possessively perfectly comfortable with being in public. Leaning in close she whispered playfully, "So sweetie are you wearing anything special for me?" I flushed red again, chewing on my lip looking around to see if anyone was paying attention to us before shaking my head affirmatively.

"Ooooh," She cooed drawing back to appraise me knowingly while I squirmed uncomfortably suddenly all too aware that I was wearing panties beneath my pants. "I thought those were panty lines I saw when you sat down," She announced to loudly as our young server returned. Mortified I didn't dare even look to see if she had heard and kept my head down as coffee was placed on the table while my date informed her laughingly, "He's so shy. Aren't you sweetie?" giving my thigh a possessive squeeze.

I yelped in surprise as the two of them laughed at my discomfort. Her possessive squeeze tightened until I looked up swallowing hard at the glint of evil in Her eyes. She held me mesmerized as I trembled beneath Her grasp, "So sweetie," She purred, "What colour are they?"

Shocked, torn between anger at Her for exposing me and knowing I needed to be with Her, I paused as Her nails dug into my thigh hoping for a last second reprieve but could see that there was no mercy in Her cruel stare so in voice that squeaked pathetically I admitted, "They're purple Miss." Her nails dug in painfully as She arched Her eye brow indicating Her displeasure with my answer making me squirm as I flushed red with embarrassment adding, "A lovely lavender colour Miss." My head hanging in shame.

With a "Thank you dear," She dismissed the server before once more turning attention back to me patting my tingling thigh lightly, and announcing brightly as if nothing untoward had just happened, "***** your coffee sweetie. We're going shopping."

She pulled me from the cafe by the hand right past the amused young server, thanking her profusely for our coffee. "Bring him back anytime," the young woman called out brightly as I slunk along shame faced and beaten.

Dragging me down the street She pulled me into a nearby sex shop. Ooohing and aaahing She led me around the dimly lit shop waving merrily at the watchful clerk. He was an unfriendly and cold swarthy looking man. His stern appraisal made me shiver nervously as She played with various sex toys on display. She was oblivious to his lust filled ogling of Her as She held up a plastic life like cock of generous proportions while leaning into me to whisper naughtily, "Go ask the shop keeper if his is bigger?" Then having a giggling fit at my horrified reaction.

Handing me the cock She moved on to where a display of truly slutty lingerie had caught Her eye. "Oh sweetie," She cried out, "this will look delightful on you!" She was holding up a sheer green baby doll with ruffles and layered cream lace trim with a matching crotchless panty. I could only stand there dumbfounded as She held it to my chest smiling like a Cheshire cat and gushing, "Oh yes sweetie, this is so you!" While I wished the floor would open and swallow me whole.

His throat clearing and rumbling thickly accented, "Can I help you people?" brought me back to the unhappy reality of my situation.

As I shook my head nervously She beamed at the unsavory lout, "Why yes you may. In fact I have a list!" while proceeding to pull a piece of paper from her purse. Handing it to me She gave me a shove in his direction saying, "Tell the nice man what we want sweetie while I continue browsing for something special." Giving Her a look of utter despair only made the moment more pleasing for Her but Her smile told me I best get on with.

Under his contempt filled stare I shuffled to the counter nervously scanning Her list. Its contents made my heart sink despairingly. She couldn't be serious I wailed silently giving him a wild eyed agonized look. He smirked contemptuously enjoying my discomfort before drawling with a thick accent, "Well sweetie what is you want?"

My voice failed me. I appealed for his understanding meekly offering him the list to read but he just shook his head NO smiling evilly, enjoying my discomfort as much as She did. Finally I was able to croak out in a horse whisper, "I need an butt plug sir," reading resided from the list.

His disgusted laugh spooked me and I stood there like a statue as he leaned across the counter to snarl, "Don't waste my time bitch!" while I shuddered fully terrorized, "and tell me what you want. NOW!" He barked making me nearly wet my pants with fear.

"Please sir," I squeaked, "I need a butt plug sir."

"What size, you stupid cow?" he growled menacingly, seeing that he could treat me as rudely as he wished and like the submissive bitch that I was becoming I took it.

"Three sizes sir," I all but whimpered, "Please could you pick them for me?" I inquired meekly as the list instructed.

His eyes glittered as he informed me, "It would be my pleasure." in voice that made my stomach go cold. He was a short fat oily man who was truly enjoying his moment of being superior. I could smell the rancidness of him from across the counter and his appraising look made me feel dirty. "I think you will enjoy these," he smiled evilly holding up first a long narrow bright green one for me to view. Followed by a short fat black one that made me swallow at the thought of it invading my sissy hole. His final choice made my eyes bulge and he sneered approvingly, "What's the matter sweetie, don't think you can take it?"

I stared dumbly at a larger flesh coloured butt plug with a curly piggy tail attached to it that would protrude noticeably from the wears butt. I felt so thoroughly debased that I could allow myself to let this sneering fat man torment me so, yet there was my sissy clit tingling in anticipation of having these things invade my body. I drew a long shuddering breath to settle myself as he winked lewdly placing a large bottle of lube next to the plugs. Sighing shakily I tried to ignore him while deciding which the various items on Her list I would request next.

A brunette page boy and a blonde braided country girl wigs seemed harmless to ask for yet this smirking fat turd of a mans leer reminded me that nothing in this shop was really of a harmless nature as he handed them me to smiling coldly. As I reached for them he deftly grasped my wrist and with unexpected strength pulled me over the counter. Too terrified to react I clutched the wigs as he whispered with his foul breath in my ear, "Put one on bitch and I'll fuck you right here!"

I could only squeak my horror at the thought of this pig touching me when Her voice called merrily from across the store, "Making friends sweetie?"

"Fuck you hard cunt," he panted as my stomach sank. Through the glass counter I could see his trousers tenting ominously at the front. So many things said I should run, get out of there right now but I was frozen with fear to the spot. The click of Her heels on the floor echoed through out the store as She approached and what little hope I had that he would release me with Her arrival were soon dashed as his nails dug maliciously into my wrist.

I jumped nervously when Her fingernails raked my butt possessively as She came up beside me smiling mischievously looking back and forth between us taking in the drama. "Ooh sweetie," She cried out dramatically, "are you about to try on these gorgeous wigs for the nice man?"

I froze like a deer in headlights as he snickered evilly and She beamed as if everything was just wonderfully day-to-day normal. I pulled my wrist tentatively away but his nails dug in painfully deeper. A bleated whimper escaped my throat as he leered and She gushed helpfully, "If you are going to try on a wig sweetie you simply must try on one of these precious outfits!" My knees wobbled as she held up a baby blue gingham dress from what I would soon find out was the Little Boo Peep range.

"Why yes Lady," he offered helpfully, "I insist that Your little sweetie tries on anything in the store that catches Your eye!" I looked from his ogling fish eyes to the ruffled lace concoction She held out so delightedly shaking my head pathetically no. She smiled wickedly Yes and I could only mew my consent hopelessly.

With that I was unceremoniously bundled off to a very unprivate change room where She hissed, "Strip!", all pretense of niceness gone, "NOW!". when I hesitated. I scrambled clumsily to comply as She stood guard at the curtained entrance wishing She would pull it closed. I could feel the fat clerk following my every movement and flushed with embarrassment once I was reduced to standing there in only the sheer lavender panties that I had worn for Her that morning. His whistle of approval made be blush red and try to cover myself making Her laugh cruelly, "You've got an admirer Sweetie! Now let's get you into this shall we!"

I struggled to get into the tight bodice of the costume dismayed at how constricting it was. She insisted that I turn so She could lace up the back for me while having me suck in my breath so She was able to pull the lacing tighter, and tighter. By the time She finished I was gasping for breath and feeling slightly dizzy. Once the bodice had been laced up I was unable to complete dressing in anymore of the costume alone and meekly complied with Her directions as She eagerly helped me into white knee socks with lace ruffles, jet black girly pumps and completing the ensemble with the auburn page boy wig.

Drawing breaths raggedly I took Her proffered hand allowing Her to drag me from the depths of the booth into store area to a sing-song "Ta-da!" The fat pig of a clerk ogled me wantoningly unabashed in his obvious desire. I trembled as I stood there shakily on the unfamiliar pumps, teetering precariously. The bodice dug painfully into my torso drawing in my waist and the skirt flared from my now pronounced hips with layers of white chiffon petticoats barely covering my bottom. "Spin for us sweetie," She giggled twisting my fingers over my head so that I must comply or fall.

The disgusting clerk grunted his lust and approval before offering his opinion that the costume was really meant to be worn with the ruffle lace panties hanging behind him. "Oooh, why yes indeed," She agreed with him and with a shove propelled me towards the counter. Teetering precariously I all but crashed into it panting for breath and smelling his foul odor. He smiled evilly offering me the panties barely acknowledging my whispered thank you with a nod of his head.

She however pounced on them, pulling them from my hand and announcing delightedly that they were perfect. I gasped and flinched as She reached beneath the skirt of my ruffled costume hooking Her finger nails under the waist of my lavender panties and pulling them down to my ankles. He watched me intently, holding my gaze as She had me step gingerly out of my lovely panties and into the ruffled new ones which She then drew deliberately up into place chuckling as I wobbled and flinched beneath Her grazing nails.

"May I have those?" he asked hoarsely indicating the lavender ones in Her hand.

She looked appraisingly between his leering ingratiating smile and my pleading need to be gone from his presence before giggling, "Of course you may you delightful man," before turning to me and prompting archly, "wouldn't you like the nice gentleman to have your panties sweetie?"

Swallowing hard while not daring to look Her in the eye I nodded forlornly with a whispered "Yes Mistress."

Thrusting them into my hand she chuckled throatily "There you go Sweetie, give the nice man your panties." Flushing deeper red I tentatively offered the leering lout my still warm panties.

With out warning he grasped my wrist, with a shriek of surprise I dropped the panties on the counter and tried to pull away but his grip tightened and his nails dug menacingly into my flesh. Terrified I went rigid as his grip drew me closer to the counter. "Pick those up bitch," he snarled pulsing his finger nails into my wrist for emphasis. A pleading look to Her made my heart sink as Her eyes were glittering with lust. With a whimper I moved to pick up my panties.

Another shriek escaped my lips as his nails once more dug viciously into my wrist. Trembling with fear I looked to him for the reason and holding my simpering look of despair he snarled, "With your teeth cunt!"

Mesmerized and shocked I meekly bent at the waist and to clasp the panties with my teeth. Uncertain what to do next I meekly raised my head to look tentatively for his next instructions. His grip on my wrist tightened and he pulled me off balance my body falling onto the counter my head bouncing off his fat gut. Not wanting to drop the panties I squealed through them my dismay and fear. His free hand clasped a handcuff about my wrist and before I could gain my senses and put up any resistance he deftly slapped the cuffs onto my other wrist.

I was stunned. The cuffs were attached to the counter which I now hung precariously over with my legs splayed out behind me. I struggled for balance as the toes of my pumps just barely touched the ground behind me. His fingers entwined in my wig yarding my head up and back roughly. He looked down at me with such utter contempt that made me feel worthless. With the fore finger on his free hand he started to slowly purposefully push the lavender panties into my mouth while informing mercilessly, "Time to teach this bitch some manners."

"Do not drop those panties bitch," snarled into my straining face and with my head held back I could only give him the faintest nods of understanding. Snorting with disgust he released his grip letting my head drop despairingly in resignation. He left me dangling there and though I couldn't see Her I could hear Her breathing as he sauntered over to the door to lock it and change the sign to "closed". A sob of despair escaped my throat as a tear slipped silently down my cheek.

I flinched as his rough hands explored my body. He was a nasty man. Pinching, twisting the delicate flesh between my thighs. Slapping me unexpectedly as I draped there over his counter unable to stop him or protect myself. My helplessness obviously appealing to him as I felt the rigidness of his manhood as he rubbed his pants against my bare upper thigh. "Try this on the silly slut," Her voice filled me with fear of the unknown.

Carefully he arranged my ruffled skirts so that I could feel the cool air of the shop wafting over my bare thighs. The swishing sound didn't make sense in time and I squealed with pain as the stinging flick of a cane bit into my naked thighs. Before I could recover a second stinging bite of the cane was raising welts on my flesh. My attempt to twist away from the third only allowed the cane to wrap further around my thigh. I was howling into my panty gag with pain as a series of quick nasty flicks of varying strengths lashed my thighs.

When it stopped I was still trashing about trying to evade the next blow. My body trembled as I cried unabashedly hanging over the counter exposed to the two of them. "Very nice work sir," She cooed sweetly giggling when Her finger nails grazing my welt covered thighs made me jump. "Very nice indeed. We'll take it," She announced firmly, "and I need to see this one in action too."

Her laughter filled the room as I tried to squirm free. I was pleading into the my panty gag for Her to have mercy as Her nails slipped beneath the waist of my knickers deftly hauling them down to expose my buttocks. "There you go, fresh flesh to work," Her voice sang as I clinched my cheeks waiting miserably for the first blow. Hearing the swish through the air and knowing that the blow would fall took nothing out of the solid whack of leather against my butt.

He was using a paddle now, using it very expertly. Every smack stung more than previous. I had stopped bucking and twisting in vain attempts to dodge the beating. I now hung over the counter letting him place blows where he may my head snapping back in agony after a particularly strong strike. My ass cheeks felt like they were glowing as I sobbed silently into my panty gag. Just when it had seemed they had had their fill another blow seared across my rosy red bottom making me squeal afresh.

"Oh my god, how excellent was that," She crowed behind me. "You really know how to use that thing mister. Just add it to the other things. We'll be taking it all." She sang gaily as She stood up to the counter and he came around behind it. They ignored me as I was now sniffled and cried silently beside them.

Her hand rested possessively on my well reddened ass as She pointed to things I couldn't see and telling him to add them to the growing pile of purchases. "And how will you be paying for this, Madame," he inquired ingratiatingly civil.

"Well let me see," She sighed and out of the corner of my eye I could see Her rifling through my wallet, "I'll let sweetie pay for it. How about Dinners club?" she cooed sweet as honey.

He accepted the card as Her finger nails played over my hot and very sensitive buttocks. "Is there anything my little sweetens can do for you sir before we go?" She inquired nonchalantly as he put through the transaction.

After thinking about it for a moment he gestured to the tenting front of his trousers telling Her hopefully, "Well as you can see I have this problem..."

"Well yes you do don't you," She laughed before digging Her nails into my vulnerable butt making me squeal some more before announcing with a laugh, "Well it seems sweetie here would be more than willing to help you out. Wouldn't you sweetie?" She inquired sweetly as her nails dug deeper until I was shaking my head up and down signifying my willingness.

My vision blurred with tears and distracted by the relief of her releasing Her grip I was taken unaware as my pretty lavender panties were yanked from between my lips and just as suddenly a cock replaced them. His hands had me by the wig firmly attached to my head pulling my face into the strong unwashed smell of his crotch. His rigid cock pressed into my mouth and against the back of my throat. Quickly I worked my lips and tongue over his manhood trying to coat it with spit as he commenced with fucking my face.

I noticed with despair Her nails finding a new place to torment squealing on his cock as She twisted them viciously into already tormented flesh. While She assaulted me he began grunting with every thrust into my mouth. His cock wasn't overly large but I gagged every time it hit the back of my throat. Soon his manhood was slathered with my spit and making a wet swishing sound with every thrust.

Just when I realized that She had stopped tormenting my buttocks I felt a cool wet sensation between my cheeks followed rapidly by a blunt hard object. He groaned his encouragement as She worked one of the butt plugs between my cheeks thrusting his groin into my face as the plug filled my sissy hole. I could hear him growl over me as he held himself deep in my mouth and shot his first spurt of hot rank cum. As I struggled to accommodate the load he pulled out before slamming his cock back into my cum filled mouth.

Cum exploded from between my lips spraying everywhere. He didn't seem to care as he repeatedly slammed his cock into chummy mess of my face. Finally he buried himself into my throat again my face pressed into the smelly mess of his rank groin. His cocked gently pulsed as it deflated a little releasing more cum into my mouth that I could only drool into crotch. Finally he pulled out and as I ****** he used his deflating member gooey with cum and spit to slap me across the face.

His hand entwined in my hair and he pulled my head back painfully so I was staring up at him. "You no good fucking slut," he snarled making me whimper fearfully, "you ruined my clothes you useless stupid cunt!" and slapped me across the face with his cock again. I tried to apologize while he continued to slap me with his now rehardening manhood. "Stupid fucking bitch!" He yanked hard on my hair until I was squealing with pain before pumping a fresh load of hot gooey cum onto my face with a loud groan.

The first jet of his cum splattered against my forehead. Unable to escape I stared wide eyed as the second jet of cum erupted from the tip of his cock and splash into my eyes blinding me. His sticky cum stung as I tried to blink it away. I felt more cum splat onto my face and dribble down my cheeks. Panting for breath I could only moan as his cock once more entered my mouth. Dutifully I sucked gently on his manhood as his goo dripped from my chin.

When he released the cuffs holding me I numbly stood having to grip the counter tightly for support feeling like I was going to swoon. "Oooh sweetie," She cooed in my ear, "what have you done? Making the nice man angry like that? What a naughty little thing you are." She taunted me. "Tell the nice man how sorry you are sweetie." Giggling with delight.

"I'm so very sorry sir," mumbled in a voice I didn't recognize, "please forgive me, sir." I continued when he only stared at me with disgust, "I'll pay for the cleaning," I all but wailed in trying to please him.

"Fucking right you will," he snarled adding an amount to my bill as a tip before dropping the pen on the counter, "Now sign it!" His voice oozing contempt.

Nervously with a trembling hand I did gasping at the amount but not daring to object. He snatched the pen then pointed towards the door with a, "Get out of here slut."

Looking about desperately I squeaked, "No no, please let me change!" I looked at Her forlornly but She just beamed pointing towards my tormentor. Fresh tears streaked my face as I turned to face the angry man pleading, "Please Sir," I cried, "Please let me change before leaving. Please, I can't be..."

"No!" he thundered cutting me off, "Get the fuck out of here you silly cunt. Fuck off!"

"Please," I whined, "I can't. Please I will do anything." I promised pathetically, "Anything!" I added despondently.

He stared at me contemptuously. Please sir I pleaded silently, please. "Give me your credit card," he finally announced. My shoulders slumped, I couldn't do that I thought but beaten I handed him my credit card. He snatched it from my hand smirking, "Come back for it tomorrow."

Dismissed I scrambled to change out of the costume and back into my street clothes. He watched the whole time making me feel cheap and used. My pants fit even tighter with the ruffled knickers beneath but I had no time to worry about it because with a casual, "Collect our packages and follow me." She was out the door. What about my face I wailed silently doing as best I could to wipe off the now drying cum as I scrambled to collect all the different bags and scurry after her. His cough as I reached the door made me look back and my heart sank as he stood behind the counter twirling my pretty lavender knickers on his finger.

Oh what was tomorrow going to cost me filled my head as I scampered down the street to catch up with Her, the butt plug in my sissy hole making my hips sashay like Hers were. I just prayed no one I knew would see me before I managed to get home. As I caught my reflection in a passing window I lurched top a halt - I hadn't remembered to take off the wig. Oh god I wailed ripping it from my head before stumbling after Her.

She was leading me unerringly to my place. How did She know where I lived, I wondered briefly before the effort of walking with such a large plug in sissy hole ****** my attention else where. Panting more from nerves than the walk I quickly opened the door to the building to get us in and off the street. Almost immediately my landlady was upon us. I nearly shrieked as she appeared suddenly from a darkened recess. She was furious about something but cut what ever attack she planned short upon realizing I was with some one.

"Mr. Smith," she nodded curtly.

"Mrs. Lehrer," I responded warily, while She watched bemused by the exchange.

As my landlady shuffled off to some building chore or to berate her deadbeat ***, I let the woman intent on making my life hellish into my apartment following Her nervously chewing on my lip with apprehension about what Her intentions just might be. She spun on the toe of Her heels in the middle of the room taking it in before fixing Her disapproving glare on me. I felt thoroughly distraught that She appeared not to like my place, then dismayed that I cared what this woman who took such delight in tormenting might like.

"Why are you still dressed?" Her voice cut through me like a knife. Bewildered at first I hurried to clumsily comply with Her observation shedding my outer clothes. She watched dispassionately for a moment before dropping Her coat contemptuously on the floor and headed down the short hallway to my bedroom. Standing there in the middle of my front room wearing nothing but frilly white knickers I hummed and hawed over whether to follow not knowing what would please Her. At the sound of Her t'sck, t'sck, I scurried to retrieve Her coat and headed after Her.

She was picking up and dropping things randomly about my bedroom. In mere moments She had turned the room in a scene from a tornado movie. Inspecting things that might interest Her before disgarding them offhandedly shaking Her head in obvious disgust. Eventually Her gaze rested upon me standing there looking dismayed and uncertain. Her pointed look between me and the floor made my knees weak and slowly I slipped to floor before Her. "Bitch needs training," She muttered to Herself as She continued to wreck havoc on my bedroom while I watched surreptitiously in the many mirrors I had acquired during my years of sissy play. The reflections accentuated the mayhem She was creating so blithely.

The closet was dismantled. Drawers contents flew across the room. "Aaah!" She growled with disgust,"you were told to get rid of these!!" She screamed at me as pair after pair of mens underwear struck my body. As She emptied my underwear draw on me, I didn't dare look up. Panting from Her exertion She finally squealed with delight when She eventually discovered my secret draw containing all my sissy girlie things. "Ahh," She mewed, "this is better sweetie. My yes ever so much better." I dared to look up to see Her holding out a pair my lovely pale pink nylon briefs cascading with ruffles and lace. Her smile filled me foreboding.

She waded through the piles of discarded clothing to drape the frilly sensations over my head while leaning in close to whisper, "These are going to be your life from now on sissy!" She hissed dramatically. Still torn over whether letting this mean fat thighed bitch into my life was a good thing my nod yes lacked the necessary enthusiasm. If She noticed She choose to ignore it letting me contemplate my future as Their sissy slut idly stroking my pantied head while surveying the wrath She had inflicted on my room.

With a chest heaving sigh She stepped into me. Her legs straddled my body as Her weight ****** me to lean away. With a stifled cry I fell backwards onto a pile of my clothes. Standing dominantly over me I could see up Her short tight skirt. Somewhere along the line She had shed Her panties. In the shadows I could just make out the puffy outline of Her naked pussy. Slowly She lowered Herself down, Her knees coming to rest on my arms pinning me to the floor. Her fatty white thighs enclosed my head Her scent filling my senses with a coyly sweet odour. Pined beneath Her I could only watch as Her glistening puffy lips settled down over my face.

Immediately She began to hump my face spreading Her wetness from my chin over my mouth to cover my nose. I attempted to flick my tongue at Her sex as it passed my lips but She wasn't interested instead grinding Her pussy lips onto my nose. Her heavy thighs squeezed my head muting Her grunts of pleasure. Settling Herself lower She enclosed my face with Her womanhood ********** me. Automatically I began to struggle for air. My eyes watered as I struggled vainly unable to shift Her weight. Just as I grew desperate enough to bite Her pussy rose just enough to allow me to grasp for Her scent filled breaths. Her cunt hovered just over my face, its lips puffy and red. As I gasped for breath I could hear Her above me laughing wickedly as Her sex swollen pussy enveloped my face once more.

Slowly purposefully She ground Her pussy onto and over my face. Her wetness slick, Her scent overwhelming. I lay there limp weakly struggling to cast off Her suffocating cunt. Blackness began to edge in on my senses as Her thrusts became more purposeful, more intense. Wishing She would hurry up and orgasm was the last thought I recalled before a flood of wetness spread over my face as I fought not to pass out. She continued to hump my limp body howling out the massive orgasm that wracked Her body unaware, uncaring of my condition. Euphoric She slid sideways off Her sissy sluts face taking deep breaths enjoying the shudders of orgasmic pleasure still tingling from Her puffy wet sex. I gasped great wet scented breaths trying to recover.

"You can clean this up later slut," She announced struggling to Her feet. "Now we have to get our little sissy ready for Mr Lennie." She added with a wicked smile. Mr Lennie I gaped, stunned that I now knew a name. "Quickly bitch," She poked me with Her heels toe, "Get your slut ass into that bathroom and start getting that girlie-boi body ready for my Man!" A sharper poke from Her heel sending me scurrying to comply.

"Full make over girlie," She announced loudly within the echoing confines of my bathroom as She produced Her phone to make a call. While I slipped out of my ruffle white panties and delicately removed the butt plug that left my girlie puss humming She talked to Him on the phone. Mr Lennie. As I performed my sissy boi duties She held a loud conversation with Mr Lennie laughingly regaling Him with all the grim details of Her fun with Their subby sissy slut. Too loud I thought. I knew anyone passing in the hallway outside my front door would hear Her voice. I silently prayed that no one would as She roared into the phone, "Oh yeah, the cumslut sucked that fat pricks cock like a natural!"

Totally humiliated having my *********** visit to the porn shop related loudly to Him over the phone I presented my freshly shaved and washed body for inspection. Kneeling before Her I allowed Her to run Her hands over my nakedness checking for stubble making certain I was girlie smooth. Her finger nails trailed across my chest circling a nipple. She smiled to Herself when I shuddered slightly. Without warning She gripped my nipple, hard, to get my attention then twisting cruelly. As my mouth opened in a silent scream She popped a pill into it. Surprised I swallowed before I could think then sputtered horrified at what it might be. She beamed at Her success while I knelt there gasping, uncertain, building my courage to demand to know what I had just swallowed. Unconcernedly She produced perfume and began scenting my body parts with a proper girlie smell as if nothing else has happened. Lifting my chin with a finger She dispassionately commenced with applying girlie touches to my face all business now as She readied me for Mr Lennies imminent arrival. Blush for my cheeks, false lashes for my eyes, gloss for my lips, clips for my hair, a tight ****** about my throat.

Once satisfied with Her efforts Her hand entwined in my hair allowing Her to unceremoniously drag me back to my front room on my hands knees. From my recent purchases at the porn shop She produced a satin dress costume. I stared nervously mesmerized at the satiny lace concoction until She cleared Her throat flouncing out the dress for me to step into. Hesitantly I rose and gingerly stepped first one leg then the other into the opening. A stinging slap to my thigh made me yelp and look imploringly into Her merciless eyes, "Hurry it up bitch. You do not want to be late for Mr Lennie!" She hissed wetly into my ear making me tremble with rising fear.

She hauled the tight costume up my legs laughing when it caught on my rapidly engorging sissy clit. Looking into my wonder struck eyes She taunted, "Is My lil'sissy excited over her beautiful sissy dress or has the magic pill taken effect!" I stared at her bewildered until the realization that it was a Viagra pill She had popped in my mouth. My erect sissy clit took on new meaning as I flushed red while She giggled pulling the dress into place. Holding my arms out as commanded I allowed Her to manipulate me like a rag doll as She busied Herself tightening the laces of the bodice and arranging the stiff lace petticoats that made the dress flare from my hips like a tutu. As She tightened the lacing I was ****** to breath out to allow Her to tighten the bodice more. My breathing became shallow all but panting by the time She was finished. The dresses bodice was low cut resting just beneath my peck's the tightness ******* excess flesh to hang over the lacy edging causing Her to exclaim, "Oooh look sweeties got little tittes! Aren't they precious," She smirked grabbing my nipples and pulling until I whimpered.

Using my nipples She led me to a high wooden stool pulling me up onto my knees on it before releasing my now redden, tender and swelling titties. She flicked then a few times declaring, "Oh yes Mr Lennie is going to love these!" As I fought to remain balanced. I uncontrollable shudder surged through my body as She used a finger nail to outline the entire length of my erect sissy clit humming, "Hmmm lil'sweetie sure is excited about showing Mr Lennie what good little girlie she can be, aren't you sweetie?" Swallowing hard trying vainly for control I nodded my head mutely trembling with excitement. Chuckling Her hand gripped my sissy clit tugging making me more unstable on the stool. Laughing at Her control She produced a satin ribbon to wrap intricately around my sissy clit and dangling balls. While I attempted to imagine what She had just done beneath the stiffly flaring petticoats She held a tiny bell before my face giggling while I looked uncertain. I gasped shocked as She slipped it over the head of my sissy clit bobbing stiffly beneath my skirts. With Her finger tip She flicked at the bell giggling meanly as it tinkled whether She struck it or clit.

Beaming She gripped nipple once more hauling me from the stool, "Prance for me sweetie!" Her nails pulled up ******* me onto my tip toes before a swat to my still cane welted bottom propelled me about the room. With every step the bell dangling from my stiff sissy clit tinkled. Her laughter making the tinkling bell all that more humiliating. "Tinkle Bell!" She sang out, Her laughter ringing in my ears.

When She tired of Her amusement She put white socks with bows on me that covered my knees before having me step into a pair of dauntingly high heels. While She did up the straps I tottered above Her my sissy bell tinkling beneath my skirts. Stepping back She took in creation with a air while I trembled with apprehension and rising unease. Sucking on my lower lip I nipped it painfully to distract myself when voice purring in my ear made me flush with girlie-boi pride, "Ooooh sweetie," She cooed, "you look good enough to fuck, you do." A trembling weakness shuddered through me leaving me dizzy and unsteadier on my heels.

Glancing at Her watch She announced almost compassionately, "Time for just a few finishing touches sweeite before Mr Lennie arrives." The mention of His name causing instant goose bumps and fresh trembling to seize me, to Her delight setting my tinkle bell tinkled my apprehension. Merrily and obviously excited She proceeded to rouge my nipples after arranging the lacy under hang of my costume to Her liking. Taking my elbow She helped me surprisingly gently back onto my hands and knees on the high stool. I felt like a circus ****** as I fought for balance while She busied Herself anointing my sissy-girl clit before attempting to insert one my new plugs. ****** to push back or fall forward off the stool a long moan escaped my lips as the plug slipped wetly into place. With a tug and giggle I knew it was the piggie tail plug that was filling me to distraction.

Still surprisingly gentle She helped me from the stool and led me about the room to allow me to get used to my new state of being. "Very good sweetie," She assured me as I became more used to the height and well stuffed pussy. My bell tinkling dutifully as I stepped with more confidence sissy clit lips clinging tightly to hold my piggie tail in place. Once She determined I was stable enough she had me fetch mirrors from my bedroom and then place about the living while She sat on the sofa directing. Finally things appeared to be enough to Her liking that I was allowed to pause in the middle of the room. "Twirl for me sweetie," She requested critically viewing the different reflections from where She sat. "Very good sweetie," finally announced as I teetered dizzy my reflections adding to my sense of disorientation. It was almost possible to believe that this was actually only happening to the reflection in the tutu like costume with the tiny bell dangling from its bobbing sissy clit so neatly wrapped in the satiny blue bow.

"Stop ogling yourself sweetie and get me a nice cool glass of wine." Her voice had its edge back snapping out of my reverie and with a pathetic curtsey I scampered to obey. Heels clicking across the floor. Bell tinkling. Stomach churning.

Teetering desperate not to spill any wine the large life like dildo standing up from the floor in the middle of the room caused me to pause in disbelief. Uncertain I dared to look to Her for understanding perplexed by Her **** eating grin. "Mr Lennie's running late sweetie," She informed me mischievously, "You're going to have to amuse Us while We wait for Him." Her eyes twinkled as I gave the impressive member a wide berth eyeing it warily. Oh god I thought hopelessly She can't be serious, I could never take that thing. Ever.

She accepted Her glass of wine graciously while giving my stiff sissy clit a flick, "Why thank you Tinkle Bell." Giggling at my stifled shocked gasp. Using the glass to hide amused grin She offered me a large bottle of lube. As I accepted it resignedly She sneered, "Don't make too much of a mess bitch." pointing at the imposing dick suction cupped to the floor before Her.

"No Miss," I whispered meekly. Without requiring further instruction I knelt awkwardly beside the veiny phallus contemplating its size, the girth awing me. The length making my sissy clit clinch tightly with fear. Before I could drizzle lube on Her voice stopped me, "Oh no sweetie that's not right," She smiled maliciously at uncomprehending look of despair. "You have to kiss and beg for cock before you get any."

Chewing on my lower lip forlornly I bowed my head squeaking, "Yes Mistress. Of course Mistress." Staring fixedly at the large synthetic cock I lowered my lips towards kissing it firmly on the mushroom like head. "Please Sir," I asked It despondently, "Please may I have Your beautiful cock in my sissy gurl pussy! Please Sir, please fuck me with Your massive manhood!" I continued bestowing a long wet slathering kiss over the entire girth of the head, "Oh yes, Sir please fuck me. Fuck me hard!" I implored while She snickered and urged me beg like I meant it.

"Oh pleeeaasse!!" I cried out passionately, "Fuck me with Your massive cock Sir. Fuck me like the sissy gurl that I am!" Her snort of derision made me feel dirty and pathetic as I licked the impressive member from base to tip and then back down the other side moaning, "please fuck me, please use your beautiful cock to fuck your sissy bitch!"

"Well well aren't we a little slut for big cock sweetie." She teased me.

"Yes Mistress," I replied meekly, "Yes I am so a sissy slut for such a big cock."

"Well don't just sit there bitch," She snarled making me cringe, "Get on with it!"

Delicately I dribbled oil over the tip of the cock watching it trickle down the length of the thing like pre-cum. With a shaking hand I wrapped my fingers about its seemly impossible girth, how was going to get this thing in me I shuddered with despair before swinging my leg over to straddle it my bell tinkling to remind me of the hopelessness of my situation. Oh fuck I despaired why couldn't I make myself stop as I watched in a mirror as my hand directed the tip of this huge cock towards my sissy hole and my ass cheeks lowered to meet it. I groaned as the thing slipped between my cheeks spreading them before making contact with sissy twat. Pushing down the tip refused to enter my tight sissy cunt. "What's the matter sweetie?" She inquired in a sing-song voice that made me feel so filthy, "your training cock too big for you?"

"No Mistress," I moaned sinking down onto the cock again suppressing a howl of self-loathing as the tip pushed past my sissy lips impaling me. Oh god I groaned silently as I slowly settled down further onto the huge member. Shuddering uncontrollably as my sissy twat spasmed around the cock invading it.

"Oh yeah sweetie, getting some good man meat aren't you?" She giggled merrily, as I slowly raised myself back up on my haunches gurgling throatily with relief as the cock slipped from my sissy cunt. Careful not to let the mushroom tip slip from between my gurlie-boi lips I paused and dared to look at Her. Oh fuck, She had Her phone out and was videoing my debasement. Stunned at the depth to which I had allowed myself to sink for Her amusement I wailed silently with repugnance for the pathetic gurl-boi sissy in the mirror.

"Show Me some real action bitch!" She demanded laughing. The sissy gurlie-boi reflection in the mirror flushed red sniffling back a tear of self-loathing as the massive training cock disappeared between her sissy cheeks filling her sissy-boi cunt full of manly cock. A shivering moan of loathing and pleasure wracked the sissy's body to the tinkle of her sissy bell. "Yeah baby!! That's it!! Show Me how much you like your cock sissy!!" She cackled encouragement while my slut reflection began to bounce up and down on the life like cock. Slowly at first but building until it was pistoning in and out of my sissy pussy with wild abandon.

Panting heavily from exertion my pace started to slow until a none to gentle caress with Her toe heels to my dangling balls inspired me to resume at a frenetic pace. She was now chatting gaily on the phone with a girl friend while I knelt before Her bouncing up and down on the generously sized dildo impaling my sissy hole. Training I reminded myself as I sank once more onto the cock like dildo suction stuck to the floor between my ankles. My groaning made Her smile evilly as it filled my sissy cunt. How much longer I wondered. How long I could keep it up before cumming.

She had my measure. She knew that inevitably I would cum. My sissy clit strained beneath the ruffles and lace of my new outfit making me gasp every time it brushed with the stiff ruffled material of the outfit I wore. My straining sissy clit was slick with pre-cum as my bell tinkled in time. Every movement releasing more of clear liquid as my impending orgasm built in strength. The toe of Her heel rested menacingly between my naked thighs as She continued to chat nonchalantly on the phone informing Her faceless friend gaily, "I'll put you on speaker phone!"

My pleadingly look not to make me humiliate myself with some anonymous female on the phone only adding to Her pleasure, "Go ahead," She giggled, "ask this stupid cunt whatever you want."

A false little girl voice squealed, "I can't believe you're doing this!" As I flushed beet red with impotent anger. "O'kay, o'kay, sweeeetiieee!!" She cooed until I responded.

"Yes Miss," I squeaked, not even recognizing the whimpering grovelling tone of my voice.

"What ever is She making you do over there?" the voice inquired ending in another girlie squeal of, "I can't fucking believe you Shawna!!"

Our eyes met. Shawna! She smiled evilly as I sank shuddering onto my training cock again. She sat before me fat dimpled thighs spread to show me Her glistening bare cunt. She was still swollen and red from Her earlier use of my face for Her grinding need. Listening to Her I kept my eyes glued to the moisture slick lips of her pussy licking my lips to remember the nasty taste of the dated sex that had filled my senses.

I gasped as the toe of Her high heel made contact with my rigid sissy clitette. Electric like shocks pulsed through my body as She slowly drew the soft leather up one side of my straining clit only to erupt a powerful jet of cum as She reached the tip. My body convulsed as I watched in dismay as my sissy clit sprayed jet after jet of hot cum over Her heel, Her foot and the floor.

Spent I could only groan as I sank down onto my training cock as She screamed into the phone in mock horror, "Oh my god the little bitch has just shot a load of sissy juice all over my nice new shoes!" as my cum dribbled down over Her foot. I knelt there trembling, impaled on the large training cock buried deeply in my sissy cunt. "Oh you can bet the fucking slut is going to fucking pay," She informed the phone sternly before hanging up. I shuddered at the look of malevolent hatred in Her eyes reflexively trying to stand to flee before realizing I had no strength to and no where to go.

She let me squirm before Her until raising Her shoe to my mouth. With out needing instruction I dutifully began to lick away my sticky offending cum. I slurped the copious amount of my ejaculation from Her foot and shoe before licking the remnants away. I didn't dare stop until She was satisfied enough to withdraw Her shoe from my mouth. The entire time I had been impaled on the large cock but before I could rise to relieve my sissy hole from its stretching fullness She swung Her feet onto my shoulders to hold me down and casually picked up the phone to make another call. Taking a deep breath I settled trembling as my training cock slipped deeper into my fuck hole.

"Oh Lennie," She cooed into the phone, "You're going to love this one."

By the time Mr. Lennie had arrived I was once more primped and preened. She laughed meanly as She put me through my paces while awaiting His arrival. Harping at me mercilessly that Mr. Lennie would make me suffer painfully for my inadequacies. The sudden sharp knock at the door made my heart flutter and my knees tremble with anticipation. My dickette bell tinkled as I tottered to the door on the wretched high heels praying it was Him and not anyone else. Thankfully when I opened the door Mr. Lennie in all His short fatness stood there. I towered over Him in my heels as I stood there momentarily suffused with a ridiculous amount of gratitude. My ruffled skirts flounced and my bell tinkled as I remembered myself and curtsied clumsily holding the door for Him. He stood there unmoving as I stared nervously at His shoes desperately grateful it was Him. In a barely whispered voice I squeaked, "Please Sir, please come in."

When Mr. Lennie didn't move my nerves became impossible to contain. Trembling noticeably my voice a pleading whine, "Please Mr. Lennie Sir," I groveled, "please come in." Terrified that at any moment another tenant or god forbid my landlady would appear in the hallway. I was trembling so that my bell tinkled gently from beneath the billowing ruffles of my skirts on my **** stiff clitty. "Pleeeasseeee Sir," I whined desperately only barely aware that He was clearing His throat noisily.

Swallowing hard for control I dared to look up from His shoes squeaking horrified to see the purple helmet of His manhood protruding rigidly stiff from the open fly of His trousers. Shocked into a stunned silence I could only gape stupidly at His glistening erection. His throat clearing noise snapped my head up to face Him. His eyes beheld me coldly, challenging, the tiny smile on His lips driving home His contempt for me. Terrified beyond belief I could only plead silently with Him to please, please come inside and I would gratefully apply myself to His pressing issue.

He didn't move a muscle. From the apartment behind me I could hear Her pensive intakes of breath as She too waited to see how this would happen. My gaze flicked back and forth from His cruel glare to the glistening tip of His shiny hard cock. Despair washed over me as my knees gave out and I slipped to the floor before Him. His hard cock with its glistening tip bobbed before my eyes looking larger than life. Licking my lips to moisten them I looked up supllicatingly whispering, "Please Sir, please may I worship Your manhood." He held my pathetic wimp gaze until I feared that there was to be even worse to this *********** before giving me His permission with an ever so slight though very self satisfied nod.

Sighing. Relieved. Grateful. My mouth pounced wetly on His protruding cock. I showered His member with kisses, grateful kisses. Please let this end quickly was my only goal as I enveloped the head of Mr. Lennie's penis with my wet lips. Holding Him with my lips I swirled my tongue over His cock tip spreading clear pre-cum, then gently probing before sliding the underside of my tongue down the length of His straining pole. I felt His groan of approval as my hot mouth once more enveloped the head of His cock my tongue tracing its outline. My fingers wrapped possessively about His manhood and as my mouth lowered onto Him my hand gently but firmly began to pump His rigid cock into the back of my throat. Lost now in worshipping this hard wet cock, my mouth, my tongue, my lips worked in unison with my fingers dancing over His pole desperate to have Mr. Lennie cum.

The pull of His hand gripping my hair gave me encouragement that He must be close to ejaculating and with renewed purpose I drove my face onto His throbbing member. With a grunt and a reflexive thrust of His hips I felt Mr. Lennie's cock twitch between my fingers, a pulse surged up His cock to spray His hot gooey spunk into my waiting mouth. Instinctively I gripped Him tightly to control the flow while I swallowed desperately knowing not to spill even a drop. Easing my grip allowed cum to surge up His cock blasting into my mouth. I squealed a desperate cumy squeal over His manhood my eyes bulging as I fought to control my gag reflex, my lips sealed about his cock to deal with the flow of cum. Struggling I only just managed to swallow before more cum spilled into my mouth as He held my head firmly in place. Cum coated my tongue, my throat, I swallowed hard.

I held Mr. Lennie's cock gently between my lips sucking delicately to drain the remnants of His orgasm from Him. When He had had enough His clammy palm pressed against my forehead ******* my face from His groin. Breathing raggedly I knelt there before Him as He swung His hips back and forth letting His still oozing cum slick cock to trail over my face. The clear after cum fluid drooled from His deflating member to leave trails of wetness across my lips, my nose and over my cheeks marking me as His. I closed my eyes to pray silently that He would tire quickly of this amusement and we could retreat into my apartment. I could hear Him giggling to Himself when Ms. Shawna's voice shrieked out, "Oh for gods sake Lennie get in here already," sending a tremor of loathing through my body.

His laughter was deep and cruel, "Put Me away slut," He snickered gripping my hair purposefully holding tighter than necessary as I fumbled with trembling fingers to slip His flaccid meat back within the confines of His pants. A heaving sigh shuddered through me as I slipped the zipper gently back up. Without a word Mr. Lennie moved to push past me. Out of the corner of my eye, that shadow down the hallway. Not even really a glimpse just an impression that some one was there. Some one had witnessed my performance. Who? I panicked as His grip on my hair ****** me to twist and crawl after Him. Who could it have been, I wailed to myself as the door swung closed behind us and I crawled into my apartment at the feet of the fat bastard who would humiliate me so.

She rose from the sofa arranging Her short dress as we entered coming to press Her body into His. Her arms went about His neck as She cooed, "Don't I just love a Man with a sissy in tow," and they giggled together His free arm wrapping about Her waist pulling Her hard against His hip.

"Yeah, Baby," He growled pulling my head up by the hair, "nothing like a cum scented sissy to make a man look good." Making Her laugh throatily.

"Let the bitch go get us a ***** so I can tell You all about what Our little slut has been up to," She said giggling like a girl while stroking His dumpy chest seductively with a fore finger. "Go on sissy," She sneered down at me, "Go get Mr. Lennie and me a nice *****." Pushing me away with the toe of Her heel. His fingers released my hair and meekly I crawled away towards the kitchen to the tinkle of my swinging bell still fretting over who had been in the hallway.

While I fixed martini's for the two of them I watched surreptitiously as they mauled each other passionately in my front room. God they were a disgusting pair. He had pulled up the back of Her skirt and His fingers were squeezing Her fat ass. She was moaning like a ****** as She ground Her crotch against His thigh as they kissed sloppily. The cum in my stomach churned as I watched these two, they made me feel so desperately cheap and dirty. Fantasies of how I could extricate myself from this situation flittered seductively across my minds eye as I struggled to stay focussed. Eventually Her sharp shrill, "Where the fuck's my ***** bitch!" Snapped me back to the moment and trying not to fall or spill any ***** I tottered back into the front room with their *****s my tinkling bell reminding of the hopelessness of situation.

"What kept you so long you hopeless twat," She snarled as I cowered before them offering them each a sweating martini. "Kneel in Mr. Lennie's presence you fucking cunt," She threatened as yelping with fear and uncertainty I struggled to kneel while keeping their *****s intact. It was impossible but I hoped that they wouldn't notice the slight amounts dribbling down the sides of the glasses. Disdainfully She accepted one of the offered *****s carelessly spilling even more while passing it along to Mr. Lennie before taking the other for Herself.

Cheering each other they sampled their *****s smacking their lips dramatically for each others amusement ignoring me completely. I knelt head bowed, fretting over who it may have been while absentmindedly licking dried cum from my lips. "Ooh sissy," Her giggling voice made my body go rigid with apprehension. Tentatively I looked up and they were both looking down on me smiling cruelly deeply amused about something. Confused it took me a moment to realise it was a tablet She was holding out for me to see. Viagra. Oh god but my sissy clit was still straining painfully from the first one, not again please I whimpered resided opening my mouth for Her to pop it in.

Her laugh confused me more and I flushed red with frustration as She pulled the pill away from my reaching mouth. "Now now greedy guts," She snickered, "this one isn't for you sissy!" Making a show of popping it into Mr. Lennie's mouth. He was smiling like a Cheshire cat showing me the tablet between His teeth as I stared dumbly up at Him before tossing it off with a swig of martini.

"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