The Roommate Pt. 04

Babes

This is the Fourth Chapter in the slow MtF transformation story, The Roommate. This is my first story, so constructive criticism is welcome and encouraged. Thanks to all who helped edit this chapter, and all who have given feedback on my past chapters!

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I swiftly walk across the courtyard, the taste of cock still lingering on my tongue. I glance across the area and notice it’s mostly empty now that the morning lectures are over. I look for Jamal since he’s one of the only people I even know, but he’s gone too. I take my phone out to check the time and see that it’s 12:16. I guess I sucked cock for longer than I thought, 15 minutes felt like only 15 seconds. I have 45 minutes to kill before I can meet with Mr. Gibbs, and my adrenaline is pumping after what just happened in the bathroom. I keep getting satisfying shivers up my back when I think about it, but I can’t help feeling like I missed a great opportunity to feel a real cock in my ass.

Once I get past the courtyard I see a girl in a short skirt with a big round butt walking on the sidewalk across the street. My mind seems to go into shock mode. She’s incredibly hot, and so the remaining masculine side of my brain is thinking about fucking her, but the feminine side is remembering that my little clit couldn’t do a thing, and that I have a better butt than that girl anyway. Rather than have a mental fight, I just do what feels natural. I push my butt out, pull my skirt up a little to show my underbun, and start walking in a way that shows off my hot, tight, smooth body. I can feel men looking at me, thinking about what they would do to me given the opportunity. I walk down the street winking at guys and watching bulges grow in guy’s pants. All this attention makes me so horny, and suddenly I completely transcend the guilt I feel about flirting with men. Now all I can think about is finding a cute guy and getting him to plow my ass as soon as possible.

Walking down the street, I’m approaching a small park. I notice a few benches, and someone catches my eye. I see a young handsome guy; he has dark brown styled hair, a hot trimmed beard, and he’s reading a book while sitting on a bench. I look at him with more interest as I get closer, and see that he has a strong jaw, and through his shirt I can see his big biceps. My feminine urges take over, despite my inner objections.

I arrive at his bench and sit down. I pull my skirt up slightly when I sit so that it’s just my bare bubble butt contacting the bench. The sun has been heating the wood, and the warmth feels amazing on my skin. I can see the guy peek up from his book when I sit next to him, and I can see his eyes wander down. He gets a good look down my shirt, and his eyes trail down to get a view of my smooth legs and the side of my shapely ass. I take out my phone, pretending that I hardly notice this hunk right next to me.

I peek up at him, and he quickly moves his eyes back to his book. I giggle to myself, and use my phone as a mirror to make sure my makeup looks okay. I can still taste cum on my tongue.

“Do you wanna hook up?” I say, still looking down at my phone. I can see him in the corner of my eye. He looks up from his book, surprised, and then looks around to make sure I’m talking to him.

“What was that?” he asks, a bit shocked.

I look away from my phone, and at him. I give him a coy, sexy look, and say, “Do you wanna hook up? I’m ridiculously horny, and you’re ridiculously sexy.” I look back at my phone, pretending his answer doesn’t matter. I’m not exactly playing too hard to get, but I have to at least not appear so bold.

He puts his book down, looks at the cover for a second, looks back at me, and then says, “My apartment is just up there.” He points to a third floor window in a building across the street. I look back at him.

“Then what are we waiting for?” I can see a bulge in his pants. My clit is dripping wet, so wet that some of my juices are dripping down to my ass. I’m so horny that I can hardly see straight. He takes my hand and walks me across the street with him. Walking with him makes me realize how much bigger than me he is. He’s tall and well built, I’m sure his cock will be the same way.

“My name is Tom by the way.” He says, unlocking the door.

“I’m Nellie.” I say cutely, looking up at him.

“Nice to meet you, Nellie.” He says, winking at me as we go through the front door of the building. He waves me ahead of him, so I go up the stairs before him. I make sure he gets a good look up my skirt as he follows me up the stairs. I’m sure he can see my whole ass, and the wet spot around my clit and boy pussy. I get hornier and hornier as we go up the three flights of stairs. Once we get to the front door of his apartment he looks at me and slowly inserts the key into the lock.

The moment we’re inside his apartment, he’s on me. Before the door has even closed my tongue is in his mouth and his strong hands are groping my ass. I wonder if he can taste the cum on my tongue. He gives a small slap on my ass as we’re making out, and this puts my mind into overdrive. xslot Without even thinking about it, I start clumsily unzipping his pants. I’m moaning lightly as he keeps groping my bubble butt, and lightly spanking my eager ass. When he starts to realize how much I like it, he starts slapping my ass harder. Soon, he has one arm wrapped around my waist, his tongue in my mouth, and his hand reddening my butt with the hard smacks of his palms. I’m moaning hard, and finally I get his pants unzipped. I reach down and pull his cock out of his boxers. I pull my mouth away from his and give him an innocent, sexy look. He nods to me, and I look down. His cock is amazing. It’s long, thick, and has these hot throbbing veins that show how much he wants my perky butt.

Without hesitation, I get down on my knees, pausing for a moment to take in the beautiful sight of his big dick before I start sucking it. He grabs the back of my head, and slowly brings my eager mouth towards the head of his throbbing cock. I look up at him and make eye contact, I know how much guys love that, and let him guide his cock into my wet mouth. I know that I could take control and blow his mind with my cocksucking ability, but I want him to feel in control. I’m just his sissy fucktoy.

Once the tip of his dick has passed between my wet lips, I start to suck his cock and twirl my tongue around the head. He gives a satisfied groan and eases up the grip on the back of my head. Of course, I see this as an opportunity to take over and begin working my way down his cock inch by inch. I swirl my tongue around his thick dick the whole way down, getting it nice and wet. I love the feeling of his hot flesh and pulsing veins on my tongue and lips, and I eagerly suck his cock deeper so I can taste it better. His dick even smells good, it’s almost intoxicating, and I can feel myself getting drunk on his cock.

Soon his dick is poking the back of my warm throat, and he moans hard again realizing that I’m deep throating him. I’m not done yet though, and try something I’ve only practiced on dildos. With his big cock in the back of my throat, I stick my tongue out and start licking his balls. This makes him groan hard, and I can feel precum start to leak from the tip of his dick and drip right down my throat. I look up at him, keeping eye contact as I lick his balls and milk his cock with my mouth. His cock is throbbing hard in my mouth, and I know if I keep this up I’ll make him cum with ease. But that’s not what I want. I have a burning, aching sensation in my ass, I can feel my pussy pulsing and throbbing, just begging for a cock.

I slowly pull my head back, licking his cock and making sure it’s soaking wet with my spit. Once his dick is out of my mouth, I look up and ask, “So… do you want to fuck my ass now?” I say excitedly, flashing him an innocent smile.

He seems to have been enraptured off in bliss, just as I was with his cock in my mouth. My voice pulls him out of his trance, and he instantly responds with a deep, “Oh fuck yeah.”

He reaches down, and with his strong arms he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I’m giggling, he’s so much bigger than I am, and he gently tosses me onto my stomach on his bed. I lay on his bed with my legs spread, my skirt bunched at my waist, waiting excitedly for what he’s going to do to me. I push my ass up just off the bed, and without a moment to spare he grabs my thong with one hand and pulls it off. “Mmm, didn’t know you were trans” He says. He pauses, which makes me worried, but then he gives a light chuckle and says, “Although that little dick is so small it’s basically a clit.” I breath a sigh of relief. “I’m only interested in that hot ass anyway.” He says, which makes me quite literally melt.

Without warning, he pushed his face between the cheeks of my ample ass. I can’t help moaning at the unexpected blissful sensation. He tongues my tight pink ass, teasing me by twirling his tongue around the edge, pausing, and then burying his tongue deep inside me. I grab the sheets and squeal as he eats me out. He grabs my cheeks and spreads my ass wide so he can get his tongue deeper inside. He gets my pussy nice and soaking wet with spit, sometimes even spitting on my ass and then rubbing it around with his tongue. Having my ass licked is so new to me, and it makes me light headed. He seems to be enjoying it as much as me, he gives deep sexy groans into my puckering pink hole as he keeps assaulting me with pleasure.

Suddenly he stops, and I feel a sensation of loss when his tongue leaves my pussy. Quickly though, he reminds me of what I really want when he pushed the tip of his big dick right against my hole. I’m so horny, my boy pussy is so wet, his cock is so wet, and my practice with the dildo before causes him to slide right inside me with ease. I can feel the head of his amazing cock pop inside my ass, and then he starts slowly pushing further into me.

In complete bliss, I squeal, moan, grab the sheets, and my body starts quivering at the feeling of a real throbbing cock finally penetrating me. I can feel his cock stretch xslot Giriş me out as he goes deeper and deeper inside, and it doesn’t take long for him to bottom out inside of me. I’m filled with pride as I hear him moan as he fills me with the whole length of his girthy dick. Once he’s all the way in, I clench my ass repeatedly, milking his cock with my tight pussy.

“Ready?” He asks me. I’m rather confused.

“Ready for wha—” I’m cut off mid sentence as he starts pushing his dick in and out of me forcefully and rapidly. “Ho-o-o-ly shi-i-i-it” I say, my voice undulating each time he thrusts into me.

“Oh yeah, that’s what you want, isn’t it.” He says, not even asking as a question, because he knows it’s exactly what I want. He grabs my butt and spreads me wide so he can watch his thick cock penetrate me over and over again. I’m in heaven, I can feel my eyes rolling into the back of my head as he assaults my ass with his dick. I can hardly form words as I feel my first orgasm as a girl getting close. The pressure builds up from inside the pit of my stomach, and then spreads. It builds with every stroke until suddenly my whole body is shaking and my ass is clenching hard on his cock, as it forcefully thrusts in and out of me. I grab the sheets and scream into the bed as my whole body is rocked by this man’s gorgeous dick.

His cock repeatedly hits my g-spot, and my orgasm continues as I cum harder than I ever did as a man, and I don’t release any cum. Tom keeps fucking me hard without pause, and as my second sissy orgasm floods over me I’m thankful for his stamina. He keeps pounding me until I’ve cum four times, my ass pussy clenching on his dick harder every time, and my clit releasing more precum each time. The fourth time, I cum a lot harder, discharging a lot more precum than before. When I look down, I realize I actually did cum, real cum, just from the anal assault. I finally feel like I’ve finally cum like a real girl does. Eventually, he tires out but still hasn’t cum.

“Awww, you still haven’t cum yet!” I say as he pulls out. I sit up on my knees on the bed and pout at him.

“Well you kept cumming, so I tried not to cum so I could keep going.” He says, winking at me and falling onto his back. I eye his long cock, it’s covered in spit and is throbbing hard.

“Aww, you’re so sweet. Well now it’s time for me to return the favor, isn’t it?” I say, grabbing the shaft of his cock and teasing the head with my other hand. He throws his head back and groans. I try to think of what to do next. My ass is still pulsing, somehow still eager for more, but his dick does look delicious. “What do you want me to do? What would really blow your mind?” I ask, winking at him.

“Well, there is one thing most of my girlfriends have never wanted to do.” He says, sitting up and touching my leg, giving me a good view of his sexy biceps.

“Anything” I say, looking at him coyly. Without a word, he grabs my legs, and pulls me to the edge of the bed.

“Put your legs up by your head” He says, reaching into his nightstand. I dutifully obey, and can see him slathering lube all over his hand. I feel so exposed with my legs up like this, my ass is totally open for him. “Just relax, you’ll love this.” He says, as he pushes three fingers into my boy pussy and starts slowly moving them in circles. So far he’s right, it feels amazing as he fingers my ass.

Slowly, he adds another finger, and starts pushing his four fingers into me deeper and deeper. He fingers my pussy soo damn well, and soon I’m practically panting for more. He looks at my face, and sees how much I’m clearly enjoying it, so he pushes his lubed thumb into my ass as well. It feels a bit tight, but so sexy to get stretched out by his fingers like this. He pushes them in and out of me like he did with his cock, and I can feel him go deeper and deeper.

It doesn’t take long for him to be almost knuckle deep, when suddenly, without warning, he drives his five fingers deep inside me. I gasp at the intrusion, but my ass has already been stretched so much it easily handles his fist. He groans once he gets his fist into me and starts pumping his cock with his other hand. “Mmmh, I think fisting is so hot, you’re so damn sexy.” I look at him, my mouth open, and moan as he keeps lightly pushing his fist deeper into me, in and out.

“Mmm, yeah, you like that?” I ask, looking down at my stretched pussy and biting my lip.

“I-I’m gonna cum” he says, jacking off hard and staring at his fist going in and out of my boy pussy.

“Oh! Cum in my ass! Please?” I beg him, I want to feel real cum in my ass so bad.

“Oh yeah, oh fuck yeah” He says, pulling his fist out and replacing it with his big dick. He pushes in and out of me twice before releasing torrents of cum deep inside me. I grab his big arms, gasp, and moan as he pumps his thick cum into my desperate ass. He cums hard inside me, and soon pulls out and collapses onto the bed. I spread my bubble butt and watch my ass as I slowly push his cum out of me.

“Mmmm, oh that was so good, that was so damn good.” xslot Güncel Giriş I say, falling onto my back onto his bed.

“Oh yeah, that was really amazing.” He says, sitting up. I look him up and down, taking in the view of his chiseled abs and chest. “So, how much do you charge?”

“Huh?” I respond, confused about what he meant. After two silent seconds I realize what he’s asking. I am a bit low on cash lately, and consider telling him $200, but my little remaining masculinity gets the better of me. “Oh, heh, I’m not a prostitute. I just really wanted some dick” I say, winking at him.

“Heh, I see.” He says, before reaching over to his nightstand again. “Well then consider this a token of friendship.” He says, as he puts $300 between my perky tits. I can’t say no to that.

“Mmm, well if that’s the kind of money I get for cumming four times, maybe we should do this more often.” I wink at him. I keep looking at him a little longer, trying to take in the view of this hunk a little longer before I have to leave. I stand up, pull my thong over my cum and spit soaked clit and ass, and put my micro skirt back on. We get dressed together, he puts on some jeans as I put my shirt back on without a bra. He leads me to the door of his apartment and gives me a passionate kiss before opening the door.

“I’ll see you again sometime, you sexy thing” he says, giving my ass a little squeeze before I step out the door.

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll be back for a ride on that nice cock of yours real soon.” I tease, winking at him before he closes the door. I take my phone out of my pocket and check the time.

“Oh shit.” I murmur to myself. Every time I have sex, or suck cock, time seems to fly. It’s already 1:55, which means Mr. Gibbs lecture has been over for almost an hour already. I rush down the stairs, out the door, and back onto the street. I can feel cum still dripping from my ass as I walk down the road. Hopefully it’s not noticeable, but with my short skirt and small thong, I doubt it’s very inconspicuous.

Nevertheless, I make my way down the street towards the school. This is my opportunity to finally undo this body transformation. This makes me pause and slow down, do I want to change back? “Pshh, of course you do” I whisper to myself. “All that sex and flirting…it was just the formula!” I reassure myself. “Yup, just the formula.” I walk towards the school confident in my decision to change back. I can feel my resolve waver as my horniness builds up again. Feeling cum dripping out of my ass, tasting cum on my tongue, and seeing guys checking me out makes me reconsider over and over again. Should I change back? Each time I ask myself my masculine side responds, “Yeah, of course.” I say it to myself to make sure I remember, I want to change back… I think.

After a few minutes, I approach the science wing of the campus. I hope Mr. Gibbs is still there. I quickly and quietly make my way up to his room. Most of the lectures for the day are over, so I have little difficulty in not being seen. Once I get to the third floor, I quietly scamper through the halls towards the labs. Once I’m close, I realize I don’t actually know which lab is his.

“Hey there Nellie.” I hear someone say from behind me. I turn to see that it’s Mr. Gibbs, he’s poking his head out from one of the doors.

“Oh, hey Mr. Gibbs!” I chirp, excited that I didn’t need to run around trying to find him.

“Please, call me Charlie. Come on in, I’m glad you decided to come here to see the lab.” He says cheerfully, opening the door wider for me.

“Yeah well I was afraid you had already left, since it’s an hour after your lecture.” I say, following him into an office. There are rows of black lab tables against one wall, and a line of cubicles with computers on the opposite side. Another wall is glass through which I can see the room where they seem to keep all the expensive equipment.

“Oh don’t worry about that, I’m usually here conducting research long after I finish my lectures” he says, chuckling a little bit. I giggle a little as well, which eases any tension I was feeling. “I have a few things to show you that you might be interested in here” he says, opening the door to the room with lots of equipment. I can feel him watch my ass as I walk through the door.

“Awesome, hey thanks for letting me come up here, I’ve never had an opportunity to see the third floor before.” I say, turning and smiling at him.

“Oh it’s my pleasure to show students who are interested, but we can both drop the act now can’t we Nellie?” He says, taking a slightly more serious tone. I freeze, but try not to let my face show my panic.

“What exactly do you mean sir?” I ask, trying to look legitimately confused.

“Well, I know that you and Claire are roommates.” He says, closing the door behind him. “She’s a very bright student you know. She has a real knack for genetics, and so I allowed her to help me on one of my most recent projects.” he says, pacing back and forth, almost like a mad scientist. I watch him quizzically, and notice that he’s changed clothes since I saw him in the subway. There he wore a brown suit, which made him look more like a professor, but now he’s wearing a muscle shirt and slacks, which make him look kinda hot. I zone out for a second and miss part of what he’s saying.

Face (Sex, Power, Love) Ch. 03

Blow

At Her Boot

Down on all fours like a dog at her boot I played Gina’s servile pet and indulged an overpowering craving to humiliate myself before my love. I eagerly struggled to obey her command to suck her boot. I selfishly wallowed in my need.

Gina sat with her legs crossed and cavalierly flicked her boot into my face. Gina snickered at my ineffectual efforts, but there was no cheer in that laugh. Her mood was irate and dark.

She caught my hopeful glance toward her face begging for approval, and her vicious grin transformed into a spiteful, focused frown dictating that I redouble my efforts. Gina flipped the boot at my lips, and I caught the tip in my teeth. With a twisting plunge, Gina drove her sole into my face. I sucked, I slavered and I swallowed dirt. I savored leather and I savored my miserable wretchedness. She laughed.

Suddenly, violently, Gina kicked me away. I rocked back to my knees; my lip was bleeding. The spell of submission wavered, “How can I let myself do this. She is destroying me.” Gina’s magnetism immediately drew me back, “I can’t stop; I need her; I yearn for her dominion. I must be possessed by her.”

Gina uncrossed her long leather clad legs. “Suck that blood off your lips; don’t get any of it on my boot or the floor. You’re not done yet; get down. Put your nose on the floor. You’ve only cleaned one boot.” Gina stretched her leg, pointed her toe, and placed her boot on the floor. “Clean it. Slip your tongue under it; clean off the street dirt. That’s good. Push that tongue under there. Show some enthusiasm. You can be so obedient, my boot broken, bitch boy. No, you’re not a boy, not even a dog. You’re my pet tongue. Eric the slippery tongue animal.

“It’s a shame. I can’t let my tongue pet grovel in my pussy, it doesn’t deserve that treat; it hasn’t earned that privilege. Pussy juice seems to bring out the worst in it; it makes it too horny. I don’t think honey tongue has even earned the honor of licking my boot, but I suppose I can be a bit permissive since it is at least trying to be obedient.

“Seeing you bent over like that makes my cunt wet, just the way you like it. All this nice pussy juice that you can’t have, all this sweet stuff you can’t dive into, can’t smear over your face, can’t slurp up. No, neither of us can get what we want because you can’t control yourself. Slut. I let you suck my pussy every day, let you beat off as much as you want, but I guess it wasn’t enough for you. It corrupted you, made you excessively horny, turned you into nothing more than a big penis, no a turgid tongue walking around in public in a suit and tie. You acted like beast, and got yourself fired. Bad, bad tongue animal.” She kicked me again, then jabbed her foot back into my face.

“But, I suppose your scandalous behavior was partly my fault. I have not managed you properly. I was too permissive, and I mistook you for a man rather than the tongue-beast you really are. Because I liked your tongue fucking so much, I became overly indulgent and let you have too much. Yes, I suppose it was my fault. You’re a cunt sucker gone mad. A pussy sucking slut-boy, a tongue-fucking whore whose lustful indecency became so offensive he was fired. Such a pity. Sexually harassing your own secretary, and such a lovely, young and innocent thing—you are disgusting. I am so ashamed that it was partly my fault. I fed you too much pussy. You’re an embarrassment. But enough, let’s move on, lets see if we can repair the damage, or least find a use for you.”

Throughout this xslot tirade, I concentrated on sucking Gina’s boot, rapt in a spell of submission. I sucked her boot as if it were her pussy. I cleaned the dirt off with my tongue, carefully licking each fold and crevice of her boot, while her recriminations struck me like a whip. “Yes I am an embarrassment. Yes, I am disgusting. Clean Gina’s boot. Use your mouth tongue-slave. Make amends; be her thing. You can’t let her leave; you can’t let her throw you away; you can’t live without her.”

My sick reverie broke when Gina pulled her boot back, placed the sole in the middle of my face, and shoved me back. I reared up to my knees to focus on Gina’s scolding lecture. She leaned in toward me with an elbow her knee, loathing in her eyes and a sneer in her voice.

“You’re detestable. I don’t know why I bother with you at all, except that it would be irresponsible to let a beast like you free in the world. But maybe you can be reformed. I think I can do it; I think I can get beyond what you’ve done, and perhaps not exactly forgive, but move on. However, you must change, and change isn’t easy, especially for a self-indulgent oral slut like you. But enough anger. See, I can control my emotions, my anger, and I will teach you the same self-control. Or maybe I should say I will force you submit to my control, the control I will impose upon your filthy obsessions. But you must agree. I want to reform you, to make you into a better thing, but you must make a commitment to change.”

“Yes mis…”

“SHUT—UP!” Gina struck with a roundhouse, openhanded slap across my cheek. I was stunned. I swallowed my instinct to protest her rebuke. The piercing crack was followed by screaming silence.

I lifted my hand to my burning cheek and looked to Gina’s beautiful face. Her soft brown eyes promised a kindness belied the satisfied smirk on her lips. Hope? Gina’s lovely, olive skin, the easy grace of her long limbs, her presence, I didn’t think they could live without these, but how could I let myself be subjected to this abuse. I knew I had screwed up. I was embarrassed, horrified by what I had done. Well, not what I did, but what I had been convicted of doing. My crime looked so much worse than what it actually was.

“Oh, that poor hurt look. That bad Gina is too mean. Is that what you’re thinking? You know Eric you will never find someone who will do for you what I do. Yes, you could easily get girls to spread their legs for you. You are such a pretty slut boy and there are so many dumb bitches out there. But that’s not the same thing is it? I give you something you didn’t even know you wanted; but you want it now, don’t you? Oh sure, part of you still complains, ‘Don’t treat me so bad. It’s too much. Give me just a little of the kinky stuff, but not so much.’ Sorry, but I will treat you so bad. It’s not about you Eric; it’s about me. I will treat as bad as I want, whenever I want, as long as I want, because hurting you is exactly the thing that I want. And when I have had enough, you may say thank you, and get out of my sight until I call you back for more. Do you know why? Because you need it, you crave it. You need the abuse, the control, and the humiliation. And only I can give it to you.

“You know perfectly well that I am your only hope. The things you really crave would have disgusted any of the many women you have known. Only I know your true nature. Only I could reveal to you the revolting, pitiful thing you need to be. Only I have the courage the put you to xslot Giriş your natural born use. Part of you says, ‘I must have my self-respect.’ Well, you can have your self-respect, or you can have me—me and all those perverted things you really need, those things you would not admit to needing until I showed you what you really are.

“So it is your self-respect, or the real you; empty, meaningless whoring, or me; Eric the lost slut-boy looking for pussy from every woman that he meets, or Eric, Gina’s cunt licking tongue slave. It will be one or the other; you must choose. I don’t want this half man, half slave, half big cock on campus, half pussy sucking tongue pet. Choose.”

I gazed into Gina’s eyes like snake charmed. She was right, she had found, or awoken, or maybe hatched something deep within me that I hadn’t known existed. Gina was right, I would never find someone else like her; certainly, I hadn’t known anyone like her before. And that thing she found in me, or infected me with, that gnawing need to surrender, to be used, to be leveled—I was addicted to it. She knew it. Gina was right, the thing I’d become was not compatible with the slightest self-respect. That thing was at once self-loving and self-loathing, a vortex of self-destruction, sucking me down to—what? To become her absolute slave certainly, but would anything be left of me, or the thing I had always thought was me? Could I exist as a simple slave, nothing else? Could I let Gina carve from me all self-respect, all autonomy, and still be a functioning person? But do I care? It would be like suicide to give in to her, but it would be a slow empty death to deny her.

“Cat got your tongue? I told you to choose, me, and all that I demand, or nothing. Speak.”

With that she slapped me again, full force across my other cheek. I gasped, “Gina please, of course I want you, but…” She slapped me hard again.

“No buts, all or nothing. And all would be a lot, more than you can imagine. I will be fair, or at least give fair warning; all means the whole thing. There would be nothing left for you.

“I do want you Eric; it is just that I want you my way, and I want all of you. I don’t have time for negotiations. Give yourself to me, give me everything, be my total cunt lapping slave and you will get more sex than you can imagine. But only in the ways I deem appropriate. You will have the life that I impose upon you. That’s what slave is. Maybe this will help.”

With that, Gina stood and slipped out of her boots, blue jeans, and panties. I was transfixed; I could not stop staring at the dark triangle of her crotch. Gina sat back, and slung a leg over the end of the sofa. She spread the lips of her pussy and casually stroked the bud of her clitoris.

“Come here. Put your face between my legs. Close, but don’t touch. That’s good. Don’t touch; smell. Breathe deep. It’s so wet. Don’t think that I don’t want you Eric; it’s just that I want you my way. You are an excellent cunt sucker and a very pretty thing. I love having you down there between my legs, licking, sucking, slurping, and serving me. Be quiet, watch.”

Gina began rubbing her clit vigorously; she intended to come. I was entranced, inches from her glistening pussy. And the smell, Gina’s smell, enveloped me. How I wanted to dive in, but I obeyed. I watched, careful not to touch, kneeling on the floor between her legs, my face inches from her cunt as she quickly drove herself to climax.

But that smell, that was more than Gina, what was that other earthy xslot Güncel Giriş smell? I suddenly realized that it was another man. As Gina clenched toward her impending orgasm his white ooze peeked out. His slime clarified as it mingled with Gina’s slit drool and seeped down to the trough of her ass. Gina had come home freshly fucked and rubbed her infidelity in my face, quite literally. She didn’t have to say anything, she made me smell it; she stuck my nose in it. I was nauseous. Gina forced me to face the ultimate humiliation.

A cold dry desolation blew through my heart. I should leave, but I can’t. This is too much. But no, it’s not enough. Please Gina let me eat you. Let me clean him out of you. And then, as I bent over her pussy as if in prayer, she came. She shivered, gasped and another dribble of his cream oozed from her hole.

“Oh yes, I do want you. Yes, you Eric. Oops, I guess I’m dripping. You know what that is, don’t you? Sorry, but this is how it must be. One man would never be enough for a woman like me; you should know that. But a man like you could always find his special place in my life. Aren’t you lucky; it could be you. You could be my cunt-licking slave, my dedicated cunt cleaner. You can have that place, but you must choose. Give me total obedience, total servitude; surrender all of you, exactly as I demand. Say yes, and you can clean his come out of me. I will let you suck me clean. Choose me now, and forever; there will be no going back.”

I was lost. “Yes. Yes, Gina. Please take me, use me, whatever you need, just take me.”

“Maybe, but you will have to be good; you must do exactly as you are told, all the time. Can you obey properly? I feel that other boy’s come dripping out, slithering down. Use your tongue and lap it up. Just lap it up what is leaking, clean it up but no tongue fucking.”

I had lost. I surrendered. I leaned forward and carefully licked the corruption seeping from her hole and dripping down through the furrow of her ass. I gently lapped the taint from the sensitive folds of Gina’s puckering anus and cleaned the slime from her slit. I was nauseous but thrilled to serve her. I was lovesick. I surrendered to the ecstasy of capitulation. The honor of cleaning the repellant pollution slacked the dry desolation ripping my heart.

“Stop. Look at it. Look at my pussy. It is full of his juice. Look at your new boss; look at your new ruler. Eric is that what you want, will you let that cruel pussy rule your life? Choose now and never look back.”

Directly addressing Gina’s cunt, I wept, “Yes, yes I belong to you, to it. I belong to your cunt completely; it is my supreme ruler. And you. Please, Gina please, let me be your thing.”

“Eat it.” Gina grabbed my head and slammed my face into her pussy. I dove into the gooey pool; her wet folds splayed over my cheeks and nose. I drove my tongue deep into her slimy hole. She gasped and arched her back. I sucked, swallowed, and nearly suffocated. She strained. Her cunt bulged. I sucked her urethra into my mouth, reaching my tongue deep into her. I wallowed in the slop of her unfaithfulness. I sucked his slime out of her, desperate to clean the intruder from my love, desperate to prove my love, desperate to surrender everything and to earn my place at her hole. I swallowed. Then Gina came again, hard and wet. A torrent streamed into my worshiping mouth, and I sucked it down to the last drop.

Chapter 4

And so the love affair of Gina and Eric took another twisted step. Yes, it was a love affair, not a sweet romance, but as close to love as either of them could manage. Although their relationship was as unequal as possible, in a warped way they were perfect compliments, like a fist in a tight leather glove… continued

The Price

Blowjob

This story includes cross dressing, feminization and sex between a male and female, including pegging.

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I had been dating Sherrie for a few months. It was summer vacation, so we had time to spend together. We had made out and she let me touch her but only over her clothes. I was 18, as she was and I was a virgin, almost desperate to lose my virginity — too desperate perhaps, as it turned out. I tried gently pushing Sherrie to go further and even to go all the way. She was sweet, but firm and wouldn’t let things go further, until that day.

“Tommy, I’m not sure I’m ready for what you want.”

“Sherrie, honey, I love you, and I’ll do anything if you let me make love to you, and show you how much I love you.”

“I don’t think you really mean that, Tommy.”

“But I really do, baby.”

“What if I tell you that I’ll let you make love to me and even spend the night, provided you spend the day with me exactly the way I want?”

It was about 9 in the morning on a Saturday, and Sherrie’s parents were out of town and wouldn’t be back until Monday. There was nothing to prevent us from doing whatever we wanted. I was so horny I could barely think. As it turned out, I should have thought more about it all and what Sherrie had in mind. I found out soon enough.

“Whatever you want, we’ll do it.”

“And whatever I want, you’ll do it?”

“Absolutely.”

“You swear? No changing your mind?”

“Baby, I’ll do anything for a chance to make love to you.”

“If you do, then you’ll get the big payoff tonight.”

“You’re worth it.”

“Then let’s get started.”

Sherrie took my hand and led me into the bathroom. I was puzzled by that, but was hardly going to question anything at that point. When we got in the bathroom, she shut the door, then turned and kissed me. I began to kiss her back and reached for her body, to touch and stroke her. She stopped kissing me, pulled away and slapped my hand.

“Not yet. The fun comes tonight, provided you trust me and do everything exactly as I say.”

“Sure thing, baby.”

“Take off your shirt.”

I pulled my shirt off. I knew she said the payoff was tonight, but I was hoping that if I was removing clothes that something more might happen before then. Sherrie sat me down on the toilet, then pulled out a razor and shaving cream. I was kind of a late bloomer and didn’t have a lot of facial hair. I kept a few wisps of what might eventually become a beard.

“I am shaving you — to my satisfaction. Sit tight.”

Sherrie got my face wet then put shaving cream on and shaved every last facial hair off me. I really didn’t care that much. After shaving me, she got a wash cloth and wiped the rest of the shaving cream off me. She had me lift my arms, which puzzled me somewhat, then she wet my underarms and put shaving cream there as well.

“Are you shaving my…?”

“Exactly.”

That seemed strange, but under the circumstances, I wasn’t going to argue with her. She proceeded to shave my underarms, then also shaved the pathetic amount of chest and back hair, which honestly was pretty sparse. She followed that by shaving the hair on my arms. She finished that, cleaned it all up, and had me stand.

“Drop your pants.”

“Are you -? Are we -?”

“Nothing intimate until tonight. I’m just getting you cleaned up.”

I took off my pants, along with my socks and shoes, and she sat me back down and shaved my legs. I was starting to feel a little antsy about it all, but I just tried thinking about tonight and the thought of being able to make love to her and touch her body all over, and to fuck her until she screamed with pleasure. I have a vivid imagination and I know my cock was hard in my jockey shorts.

She finished with that, then handed me some floral body wash and shampoo, and told me to shower and wash my hair. I kicked off my jockey shorts and my cock was about as hard as I’ve ever seen it. She shooed me into the shower and I washed as I was told. It felt kind of strange with no body hair, but it seemed like a pretty small price to pay.

I finished my shower and dried off with a towel. I wrapped the towel around my waist to hide the erection that I still had. Sherrie had taken my clothes out of the bathroom. I stood there for a minute, until she came back into the room. She sat me back down, then got a brush and blow drier and began to dry and style my hair. Along the way, she got scissors and trimmed some here and there.

My hair was not long, but neither was it especially short. Sherrie worked on it for a while, until she was satisfied, then began putting something on my face. At that point, I was kind of zoned out. I didn’t know what she was doing and didn’t really care. This was all just something to make her happy and let me get into her panties.

She had me close my eyes as she put something around them. When she had me open my mouth and put something on my lips, I finally sort of came to and realized that she was putting makeup and now lipstick on me. I xslot didn’t think I liked that, but I’d gone that far and was hoping this would all be over soon. She had me stand and look in the mirror.

With my towel wrapped around my waist, I looked very much like a flat-chested girl. My hair was now in a short feminine cut, and if I’d seen a girl who looked like I did, I’d have lusted after her. Now I was her, though that wasn’t what I had in any way intended. She led me out of the bathroom into her room and handed me a pair of panties.

“Okay, Tommi, put these on, and tuck your dick back between your legs.”

I wanted to get into her panties, but not by wearing them myself. I kind of stood there shocked for a moment. Sherrie looked rather impatient and gestured for me to do what she’d asked. When I hesitated, she spoke.

“You said you’d do whatever I asked in exchange for me letting you fuck me tonight.”

“I didn’t realize you were going to — “

“You said you’d do anything I asked.”

“Do I have to do this?”

“No, but then I don’t have to let you fuck me either.”

I could feel that I was trembling, as I bit my lip, then dropped the towel and stepped into the panties. I pulled them up and tucked my prick back between my legs, which wasn’t easy, since it was really hard. I wasn’t sure why having her do this was turning me on. Did I really like it even if I didn’t want to admit it? I got the panties on and got as comfortable as I could.

Sherrie had a pair of breast forms that she put something on the back of. She had me hold them tight to my chest while she got some other clothes. I realized that she was gluing the breast forms to me and got concerned. She had me step into a cute skirt as the glue dried on the breast forms. She then handed me a bra and helped me put it on, hooking it in back, since I wasn’t sure how.

She gave me a cute pink top to put on, which I did. She then took me to a mirror and the two of us looked almost like sisters — doubly so, since we were close to the same size. She sat me down and put bright red polish on my fingernails and toenails, and had me sit quietly while it dried. I was kind of humiliated by all this, but figured that after all, she was the only one who would see me like this.

She got me a pair of flats that were open in back, so they weren’t too uncomfortable, but they showed off my toenail polish pretty clearly. I was kind of hoping that now that she’d dressed me up, she’d let me change back to looking like a boy. I suppose if I’d been thinking clearly, I’d have realized that the fact that she’d glued on the breast forms, meant this wasn’t going to be over quickly. I don’t have a big Adam’s apple, but what I had she covered with a choker.

“Well, girlfriend, you and I are going to have some fun.”

“Girlfriend?”

“For now, you’re my girl, but if you do what I ask, then tonight you get to do boy things.”

“This wasn’t what I thought you had in mind.”

“C’est dommage.”

“What’s that?”

“That’s too bad. I think it’s time for us to go to the mall.”

“Okay, but I need to change.”

Tommi, baby, you’re already changed. You just need a purse.”

“You want me to go to the mall like this?”

“That was the idea, yeah.”

“I feel… weird.”

“But you look cute. Just don’t let some guy steal you away from me.”

“Oh God, no. I don’t want some guy to — “

Sherrie walked over and gave me a big kiss. I melted into the kiss and kissed her back. As far as I was concerned, we could stand there kissing forever. She had some very different ideas though. She pulled away from me, walked over to her closet and pulled out a purse and handed it to me. I took it from her, though it gave me funny feelings to think of carrying a purse.

She grabbed my wallet, phone, and keys out of my pants and put them into the purse. Sherrie took my arm and began walking me to the front door. I stopped at the door, and I know I had to have looked pained. I certainly felt pained. I was frankly scared as shit to go out in public dressed like a girl. We both knew so many people, it was hardly conceivable that we wouldn’t see someone who knew me.

“Do we really need to do this?”

“Do you really want to fuck me tonight?”

“I do.”

“Then we need to do this.”

We walked to her car and she opened the door for me. I felt strange, but sat down, not paying much attention to how I sat. I looked up and saw a guy across the street, looking at me with the biggest grin on his face. I realized that he had seen up my skirt and probably got a glimpse of my panties. I could feel my face turning red as I quickly put my knees together, and swung them into the car.

“Well, Tommi, nothing like giving the neighbors a little show.”

“It never occurred to me — “

“You need to be more lady-like or you’ll attract a lot of unwanted attention. Unless, of course you want the attention.”

“No, I don’t. I swear.”

Sherrie drove us to the mall, teasing me along the way. I tried xslot Giriş to take it all in good humor, mostly thinking about the payoff that she’d promised in exchange for this humiliation. She parked at the mall and I almost locked my knees together as I swung my legs out of the car. It felt awkward as hell, but I really didn’t want anyone else seeing my panties.

“Well, girl, you’re doing a little better, though you had your knees spread wide in the car.”

“I did?”

“Do that sitting down in public and you’ll be giving the boys quite a show.”

“Shit. This is harder than I realized.”

“You’ll get the hang of being a girl.”

“I don’t want to get the hang of being a girl.”

“You will if you want my pussy.”

“You’re not going to do this again, are you?”

“We’ll see.”

“Oh shit.”

“Let’s just enjoy the mall, girlfriend.”

“Do you really have to call me that?”

“Do you really want people to know you’re a boy in drag?”

“Hell, no.”

“Then you’re my girlfriend.”

Sherrie took my arm and we went onto the mall. It was near lunch time, so we headed to the food court. I’d normally just get a burger and fries, but Sherrie took me to a Chinese place in the food court. I ended up getting broccoli beef with fried rice, while she got Kung Pao chicken. It was good, but I really wanted to dig into a burger.

“A burger isn’t lady-like, and neither is the way you have your knees spread as you’re sitting.”

I snapped my knees shut, which made Sherrie chuckle. I looked around the food court and saw a couple of guys looking over my way and grinning. This was going to take some getting used to — not that I really wanted to get used to it. I tried to make sure to keep my knees tight together as I ate, which was surprisingly hard. As we were finishing, a guy came over to our table.

“Hey, Sherrie, how have you been?”

“Pretty good Rob, and you?”

“Not bad. So who’s your pretty lady friend here?”

“This is my friend Tommi. Tommi, this is Kyle.”

“I’m pleased to meet you, Tommi. And I’d certainly like to spend some time with you, and get to know you better.”

“Nice… to meet you, Rob. I’m really kind of tied up, and I’m seeing someone currently.”

“That’s a real shame, Tommi. Let me know if you’d like to trade up.”

Rob gave me his phone number and chatted with us for a while before he moved on. Sherrie seemed to find that all quite entertaining.

“Rob seemed quite taken with you.”

“Doesn’t matter, I like girls, not boys.”

“Rob is very much a man, not a boy.”

“Man — boy — doesn’t matter.”

“What about a threesome, you, me, and Rob?”

“Fuck, no. That wasn’t the deal.”

“The deal was that you do what I want and you get my pussy. I didn’t say anything about whether anyone else would be involved.”

“If that’s the deal, then take me back and let me change, and you and Rob can do whatever you want.”

“Chill, girl. I was pulling your chain.”

I was almost shaking, mostly in fear that she might actually try something like that, a little in anger that she would suggest that, and perhaps a little bit of a turn-on at the thought. The latter really scared me. Sherrie put her arm around me and kissed me on the cheek. I really wanted her to kiss me on the lips, but I guess she didn’t want to be seen smooching with what appeared to be a girl.

She took my arm and we left the food court, and I began to settle down, at least until I realized that I needed to pee. I knew there was no way I could go in the men’s restroom the way I was dressed, and this mall didn’t have any unisex restrooms. I was scared to go in the women’s restroom, even though the idea gave me a bit of a thrill. If someone realized I was a boy, I’d be in real trouble.

“I need to use the restroom.”

“You should do that then.”

“But what if someone finds out?”

“Were you planning on taking it out and waving it about in the restroom?”

“No, but — “

“Girls go to the restroom together all the time. We go in together, you go in a stall, pull up your skirt, pull down your panties, sit on the toilet and pee.”

“I’m kind of turned on by the idea, but — “

“You don’t touch anyone but yourself, and try not to stare, then wash your hands when you’re done.”

She walked me to the nearest restrooms, then held the door as I went in, following me in. There were three women in the restroom. One was in a stall, and the other two were at the sinks, chatting and touching up their makeup. Sherrie discreetly steered me into a stall, away from the other occupied stall. I latched the stall door, trembling as I did, then almost pulled out my dick to stand and pee, before I remembered her directions.

My cock was semi-erect as I finished, but I tucked it back between my legs as best I could, and readjusted my clothes — well the clothes that Sherrie made me wear — certainly not my clothes, or even my choice of clothes. Sherrie was touching up her makeup as I came xslot Güncel Giriş out. She made me wash my hands and we left. No one seemed the wiser.

“Most girls, after they pee, take some toilet tissue and wipe their pussy.”

“Shit. Did anyone -?”

“I don’t think anyone but me noticed that you didn’t.”

“I’m glad.”

“Just keep that in mind for next time.”

“Next time? How long am I going to have to do this?”

“That depends on how bad you want my pussy.”

“You’ll let me make love to you and spend the night?”

“That’s what I promised — provided you’re a good girl.”

“I’m not thrilled about being any kind of girl.”

“That’s part of the price, Tommi, baby.”

“Part of the price?”

Sherrie smiled, leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I kissed her back very eagerly, but she pulled away all too soon for my taste. She smiled as she wagged her finger at me.

“No lesbian make-out sessions in the middle of the mall.”

“But I’m not really — “

Sherrie pouted a bit as she looked at me. “I thought you were my girlfriend.”

I bit my lip and looked around. A couple of people seemed to have noticed us, though the bulk of the people seemed to have ignored us altogether. We stood there for a few seconds, before Sherrie took my arm and walked us to one clothing store. It was a small place with exclusively women’s clothes, oriented around stylish young women.

She took me from rack to rack, looking at all manner of things, including tops, skirts, dresses, and even bathing suits. At one point, she pulled out a sexy dress that was short and appeared form fitting. It was from the clearance rack and apparently marked down. She held it up against me, though I didn’t think anything of it. Then she took the dress and me and headed toward the dressing rooms.

“You would look so cute in this, Tommi. Please try it on for me.”

“I don’t think — “

“Don’t think. Just try it on and model it for me.”

She handed me the dress and gently pushed me toward the dressing rooms. I was scared as shit. I was going to have to go in a dressing room, take off my skirt and top, then put on this sexy dress. After that, I had to come out so Sherrie could see me in it. I was shaking as I went in and closed the curtain. I was a bundle of nerves as I took off my top and skirt, then struggled a bit to get into the dress.

I managed to get into it and straighten it out so it didn’t look too bad, then realized I could not zip it up all the way. I stuck my head out and told Sherrie I could not zip it up. She waved me out, then had me turn around and zipped it up. She adjusted it on me, then stepped back to look at me. She smiled, then gave a sexy little wiggle as she looked at me.

“You look so cute in that. Here, look in the mirror.”

She turned me toward the mirror and I saw myself. I’d never have recognized myself as the boy that I thought I was. I looked like one sexy, hot-to-trot young woman. I swear to God, I was lusting after myself as I looked in the mirror. Sherrie came up behind me and ran her hand down over my ass. I could feel her breath on the back of my neck.

“You look so hot. You need that dress.”

“But, I don’t — “

“I’ll buy it for you, baby. We’re going out tonight, and you’re wearing that dress.”

“Oh, fuck.”

“That comes after, provided you’re a good girl.”

“How long -?”

“As long as I say. And I’m enjoying having a sexy girlfriend to spend time with.”

She unzipped the dress, since I could not manage that. As she did, her hand strayed down over my ass again. She caressed my ass for a few seconds, before gently swatting my ass and telling me to get changed. I was shaking again as I went in the dressing room, took off the dress and put my skirt and top back on again.

As I finished dressing, I turned around and realized I hadn’t gotten the curtain closed all the way. There was a guy standing there, looking at me through the gap in the curtain, with a huge grin on his face. I could feel my face heating up as I know I turned very red. About that time, I heard some angry mumbled words and saw his face drop, as a woman took his arm dragging him away, giving him hell as they went.

I waited until they were out of sight before I came out. Sherrie was looking at some other clothing items, but took me up to the cashier and paid for the dress she’d just had me wear. They carefully folded and bagged the dress for us and we left that store. I was really hoping that was the end of trying on clothes, at least of me trying on clothes.

We mostly did window shopping for a while, though Sherrie tried on some clothes, and had me try on some more clothes. I had to hit the restroom once more before we were done. We ran into some more people that Sherrie knew, some of whom knew me, but they never recognized me the way I looked. I was really nervous the first time we met someone I knew however.

Carl and I had been in several classes together, and when I saw him, my blood ran cold. I wanted to head in the other direction as fast as I could, but Sherrie had a firm hold on my arm. I just knew that Carl would recognize me and realize I was a guy in drag. Instead, he walked up to Sherrie and I looked me over and smiled, then asked Sherrie who her cute friend was.

Escapades of Eva Ch. 27

College Student

Eva swept in the door and set her packages down on the table. Her Master would be home soon and she knew that she would need to hurry to have things ready for his arrival. She quickly took off her clothes and folded them by the door in case someone should knock. Then she ran across the floor completely nude to put the groceries up. She knew that Sir insisted that she be naked at all times when she was at home.

When she had the groceries taken care of she turned on some favorite music and headed to the shower. She wanted to be clean and smelling good when he came in because she also knew that he would want to inspect her right away. As she stood under the warm shower she soaped herself with the soft plastic mesh poof that she loved. It made lots of lather and she had chosen to use the Fresh Spring scented soap that smelled so good and clean. As she rubbed the soft lathered rag over her body she delighted in the feeling of it sliding smoothly over her body. When she got to her breasts she rubbed the nipples a little longer than usual because she liked the feeling of her nipples when they got hard. Then she lifted one leg and put her foot on the side of the tub. She slid her hand down and soaped between her legs savoring the feeling of the lather as she soaped her hairless pussy. It felt so good she couldn’t help sliding her finger up and down on her clit. She sighed and thought about her handsome Master and how she loved it when he touched her there. Then she began to feel the first twinges of an orgasm coming on and she started to rinse off.

Just then her Sir silently slipped behind her in the shower. He grabbed her tightly by the arms and shoved her hard up against the shower tile. She cried out in fright. But then she realized it was him. How had he gotten in without her hearing him? He had all his clothes on but he pressed his body up against her and pinned her there between him and the shower stall as the warm water ran over both of them. She felt one of his hands reach down the front of her and grab her cunt lips, squeezing them hard and pinning her hand in that position as well. Then with his other hand he grabbed her hair and pulled it back hard until it hurt her neck. He growled in her ear, “Are you masturbating bitch?”

“No Sir,” she gasped.

“That’s a good thing because you know I would have to beat you if you climax without my permission don’t you slut?”

“Yes Sir, I know that Sir,” she muttered. She was breathless with the lust that seized her as he slid his fingers roughly in between her pussy lips and pushed her hand away from her clit. Then he shoved his fingers up into her cunt and she knew he could feel the slick wetness that had happened when she was rubbing her clit.

“You know that I own you don’t you? And, I own that cunt. And, I did not give you permission to play with it,” he growled again as he bit her shoulder hard. He shook her skin between his teeth giving her a soaring pain and a maddening lust to be fucked by this man she adored. He fucked her cunt a few times and paused. “You liar. I can feel it. You have been playing with my cunt haven’t you?”

She only managed to mumble, “Yes Sir,” as he shoved his fingers up into her cunt. “But I didn’t cum Sir.”

“You are not to play with it without my permission period,” he snarled. He bit her ear then, and then again sank his teeth into the soft part of her neck where it joined the shoulder.

“Ayyiieeee!” she howled. She couldn’t help reacting to the pain, but she loved it as well. Her Sir knew that when he bit her it drove all sensibility from her mind. All she could do at that point with his body pinning her and his teeth tearing at her skin was gasp and shudder as the lust began to make her pussy tremble.

Feeling her begin to react and hearing the passion in her breathing he immediately withdrew his hand from her cunt, but not before he pinched her pussy lips again. “Don’t you dare cum my little fuck whore? Do you hear me?” Not waiting for an answer he smacked her ass hard and spun her around to face him. As she opened her mouth to answer he slammed her back against the shower and kissed her hard, driving his tongue into her mouth. He kissed her long and hard and then backed up from her for a moment while he slapped her on her breasts several times. As he slapped her he grunted, “YOU ARE MINE! AND THIS IS MINE!” he snapped as he pinched her pussy again, “And you better not forget it. Do you understand you nasty little cunt?”

“Yes Sir,” she moaned. She needed so badly to be fucked.

He slapped her breasts again and grabbed her cunt. At the same time he drove his knee between her legs hard, pinning her against the shower wall again as he lifted one breast and bit her just above her nipple. She cried out with pain and with pleasure. She loved it when her Sir took her under his control physically and mentally. She got a thrill every time he made her submit and held her in his power. She loved the feeling of his strong hot body pinning her, and the feeling of his jeans as he drove his leg into her. He bit her again on her other breast. She could smell the sweat of his working porno indir day on his clothes as he kept her pinned. She was weak with her desire for him. Still holding her between his body and the shower wall she felt the water soaking him as he held her tight. All she could do was whimper as he took her submission the way he wanted to.

While he kissed her hard again he pinned her head between his hands as he kissed her and licked the water that was running down her face. He ran his hot tongue all over her face tasting her. Then he began to nibble at her chin as he moaned, “Were you trying to cum bitch?” And, he bit her on the side of her neck.

“No Sir, I was just bathing. I rubbed my clit a few times but stopped. I did not cum Sir.” She moaned hard in the heat that overcame her as he began to rub her clit while he continued to bite her neck.

“You were rubbing your clit like this?” he whispered.

“Yes, Sir but only a couple of times.” She gasped out loud as he began to rub harder. He rubbed in silence while he held her hair tight in his other hand.

“Whose cunt is this bitch?”

“It’s your cunt Sir.”

“Do you have permission to play with it?”

“No Sir,” she squealed. Oh god she wanted him to fuck her so much. She was trembling. She wanted to cum with each stroke of his finger on her clit. “Sir may I cum please?”

He shook her cunt and pinched it hard. “Hell no you selfish little slut. I did not give you permission and I wont either. You are going to learn that you do not have permission cum with this cunt unless I say so. It is not yours to touch except to clean it only. Got that?” he snapped as the rubbing on her clit turned into a vice-like grip on her entire pussy. He pulled away from her and she felt suddenly alone without the pressure of his body against hers. “Now finish up and go fix dinner,” he grumbled as he gave her that piercing look of his. He began to pull his wet clothes off so he could shower and she realized with a lonely ache inside of her that she was dismissed.

Eva quickly toweled off and ran a brush through her hair. Before she left the bathroom she reached inside the shower curtain to leave a washcloth for Sir Dan. When she did she saw that he had his pants off and his hard cock was standing straight out from between his legs. With a little shudder of lust she looked from his cock to his face and she saw a steely stare as he captured her eye. He grabbed his hard cock with his fist and began to stroke it. He gave her an evil little grin and said, “Get out of here bitch. I’m hungry.” As she backed away she saw that he was sliding his fist up and down on his cock. She couldn’t help poking her bottom lip out a bit as she realized that he was going to cum without her. He saw the look on her face and he laughed out loud as he grabbed the shower curtain and slammed it shut, closing her out. With a sigh she put a clean towel and clean shorts on the edge of the sink. She went to the bedroom and got his slippers and put them by the tub and went to the kitchen.

She was glad that she had started a roast and vegetables in the crock-pot earlier that day. It would not take long to have dinner ready. She knew he wasn’t really angry with her, but he was very strict about how she was to handle her body and he had caught her lingering with her hand between her legs. She knew he was not pleased and she wanted to make it up to him. She quickly made a salad, and opened a can of pears and fixed them in a nice desert dish with grated cheese on top the way he loved it. Then she put biscuits in the oven to cook while she set the table for Sir and herself. She knew he wanted to eat right away so she made him a drink and set it by his plate with the mail next to it for him to look at.

Soon she heard him come out of the bathroom and as she heard his feet pattering she quickly dropped to her knees. She bent forward with her hands and arms flat on the floor over her head and her forehead on the floor, with her bottom in the air and legs spread for Sir’s inspection. She stayed in her position silently as she waited for his acknowledgement.

She heard him stop and saw his slippers on the carpet near her face as he walked around her. She knew he was looking her over. He stopped when he got behind her and then she felt his hand rubbing her ass. She did so love it when he greeted her this way. There was something so intimate and reassuring in his touch as he inspected his submissive. It made her proud and pleased to be His. He did not speak to her yet and she felt his hand slide down between her ass cheeks and into her pussy that was wet still from his touch in the shower. He slid a couple of fingers into her cunt and began to fuck her hard and steady. She began to moan and breath hard. She began to move back to meet each thrust of his fingers. She was glad to know that he was going to let her cum after all. But to her disappointment he stopped and smacked her on the ass. “No climax for you my little cum slut,” he laughed. “Besides, I have had mine anyway.” She felt her face turn red in frustration realizing that he had masturbated rokettube himself knowing that she had wanted him to fuck her so badly. He was punishing her for rubbing herself in the shower. She moaned and swallowed hard trying to turn off the growing hunger between her legs.

“You know you have been a bad girl don’t you little slut?” he said when he got back to the front of her.

“Yes Sir,” she gulped, feeling the sting of hot tears in her eyes knowing she had disappointed him.

“And what did you do that was bad Pet?”

With her arms still stretched out in front of her and her face on the floor she quietly said, “I rubbed my clit instead of just finishing up my shower Sir.” Again she felt the tears slide down her face. She really hated to do anything to disappoint her Sir. The shame she felt was worse than if she had deliberately disobeyed him. Then she realized that even though she had not planned it she had done what he had told her not to and she felt another twinge of shame that she had not been more diligent. Why was she so weak when it came to resisting sexual thoughts of him? Then it occurred to her that she could not resist it without turning herself off to him completely, and she didn’t want to do that. She felt like she was caught between a rock and a hard place now. How could she ever resist sexual feelings about him, and how could he ever want her to? She knew this question would haunt her.

“That’s right Pet. And haven’t I told you that you are not to play with my cunt without my permission?”

“Yes Sir you have.”

“Well I think you should be punished don’t you?”

Eva froze. She hated it when he wanted her to agree with punishment, especially when she had not done it on purpose. But she knew that she had committed the transgression and she reluctantly, and timidly mumbled, “Yes Sir.” She wondered what he had in mind. It always scared her not knowing.

“Well first of all, I think a little foot and cock worship is in order don’t you?” he said.

“Yes Sir,” she said.

Then he stuck the toe of his slippered foot up against her head. “You may begin,” he said.

Eva raised herself up on her knees and elbows and saw that he was sliding his foot up further under her. She placed her hands on each side of his foot. Holding it gently she rubbed her face around his foot on both sides, letting her hair fall on him. She kissed his foot and his ankles and spent some time going back and forth between rubbing her face against him and kissing his foot. She enjoyed foot worship. She enjoyed every way that she could show her adoration for him. She knew she was his completely and she knew she would do anything for him. To worship him was only a lovely acknowledgement of her submission to him. He did control her world after all, and not just sexually. It was a way for her to show her Master how much she felt for him and how much she loved submitting to his Dominance. It was actually quite a turn on for her. She had never told Sir that it was but she was sure he knew, and he seemed to enjoy it as well. Then he pulled his foot back and stuck the other one in front of her face, and she rubbed and kissed that foot until he pulled it back.

“Now up on your knees,” he demanded.

She sat up and leaned back on her ankles as she looked at his cock. She loved it that his cock was just about eye level when she was on her knees. He had not put on the shorts that he held in his hand, and his cock was semi hard. She smiled just a little to herself knowing that her touch was exciting him into an erection. She unconsciously licked her lips as she thought how much she loved worshiping his cock. This was her Master after all, and she was only too happy to adore his cock. It was hers to enjoy worshiping. She loved it that she could give him pleasure in exchange for as much pleasure as he gave her every time he touched her.

He grabbed the top of her hair and bent her head back. He looked into her eyes with that same steely glare that he had in the shower. His cock was much harder now and as he moved forward toward her lips he demanded loudly, “Suck my cock bitch?” And he shoved the tender tip of his thick meat between her lips. She opened her mouth automatically still looking up into his eyes. She wet the tip a little with her warm tongue and slid her mouth a little further onto this cock that she loved so much. She wanted to eat him all up.

He began to rhythmically thrust his cock between her lips as he stared into her adoring eyes. She slid her mouth in and out taking more of him in with each stroke. She began to suck ever so slightly. She loved how it felt when he slid his cock all the way into her mouth. This was her Sir. This was her Master. This cock was His and she wanted to take every bit of it into her hot mouth. She even liked it when he gagged her a little. He did it just enough and never went to far. She sucked a little harder and he kept a tight hold of the handful of hair on top of her head pulling her back and forth on his stiff rod. He began to pump her a little faster and she heard a tiny sigh escape from seks filmi him. She sucked and sucked. Then she felt his beautiful cock get hard as a rock and she prepared to taste his cum as it flowed down her throat. But just then he pulled his cock out of her mouth and, with her mouth still open to receive him, she protested, “Arghhh!” She looked at him in disbelief and her bottom lip began to poke itself out again as a tear of frustration, and fear that she had done something wrong pulled at her thoughts.

He laughed wickedly then and smacked her face a little on one cheek then the other. “No more for you whore,” he snapped giving her a look that said don’t move any further, and he stepped back out of her reach. She hated how he was able to stay in control of his sexual urges more than she could. She was not able to resist his touch, or his voice, or a sexy look from him. He always turned her on instantly, and yet he could stay in control of his own body and passions as long as he wanted to. There were times that he pleasured her for hours and still would not cum for her. It infuriated her that he could do that and she could not, but she also had to admit that she didn’t want to resist him either. She chuckled silently to herself as she closed her mouth leaving her lower lip still sticking out, and she feigned a look of anger and indifference as she sniffed the air and took on an attitude. He smacked her on the side of her head with the shorts that he was holding.

While he put his shorts on he continued to look her straight in the eye. Suddenly he frowned and said, “Lower your eyes bitch. You are not allowed to look at this cock any longer. Now tell me Pet,” he said as she lowered her eyes, “whose bitch are you?”

“I am your bitch Sir,” she whined, still pouting.

“And, who do you belong to?”

“I belong to you Sir.”

“That’s right and since I own you I think tonight I will treat you like the naughty little pet you are.”

Eva was careful not to look into his eyes, but she wondered what he had in mind. Then with her still on her knees he went to the dining table and took her placemat and plate and utensils and put them in the kitchen. He moved her chair from where she usually sat. She wondered what on earth he was doing. He brought an empty bowl and sat it on the floor where her chair had been. He went back to the table and sat down. He took a drink and he absentmindedly thumbed through the mail. Not even looking at her he said, “You will put dinner on the table for me now Pet. But tonight you are not allowed to use any furniture, or any of my possessions and you will not eat anything that I do not give you to eat. You will not look at me unless I give you permission to. You will sit on the floor at my feet like a good pet. And when you do eat, just like other pets, you will not have any utensils. You will eat out of the bowl, and out of my hand, the way I tell you to and you will think about whom you belong to. You will do as I tell you and you will not move without my permission. And, you will think about just how much I am in control of who I own, do you understand?”

“Yes Sir,” she said again in disbelief.

“Go now,” he said, “I want my dinner.”

As she rose from her knees she couldn’t help hanging her head at his rejection. But she knew all too well that he was indeed her Master and she must do as he wished in all things. She finished preparing dinner and took his food to the table. She freshened his drink and stood back and a little to the side of him, with her eyes lowered, waiting for his directions. He let her stand there as he began to eat his meal. Then as if it was an afterthought he ordered her to kneel on the floor at his feet.

She knelt as she was told and she couldn’t help feeling dejected again because he was behaving as if it were nothing that she was being treated like his pet. Then it dawned on her. She was his pet. And, she could be ‘a pet’, or His Pet. It all depended on how she behaved for him. It occurred to her that he had never been more in control of her. The rough treatment in the shower earlier had only turned her on more. She had loved it. But now, as if he knew, she did not love this treatment and she never wanted to be treated like ‘a pet’ again. She wanted to be ‘His Pet’ always. She felt the heat of her tears welling up in her eyes again. And the thought that she was not even allowed to look at him made it all the worse.

Sir Dan began to eat his dinner and after a while he got up and went into the kitchen. When he returned he had more food on his plate. When he sat down he cut some of the meat and took it a piece at a time and put it to Eva’s mouth under the table. Obediently she opened her mouth and took each piece of meat gently from his fingers and ate it. But he did not feed her consistently. He would read his mail and eat a little himself. Then he would take another piece of food and reach under the table and put it into her mouth. Then he bent down and took the empty bowl and poured some of the ice tea from his glass into it. “Drink,” he ordered, and placed the bowl on the floor in front of her. She started to take the bowl and he stopped her. “That is my bowl and I did not give you permission to hold it. If you are thirsty put your face in the bowl and lap it up like a good pet.” As her tears stung her again she put her face down into the bowl and lapped the tea up the best she could.

The Magic Doll – Ricky

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This story includes gender change, along with sex with both male and female partners.

This is another variation of my Magic Doll story. You don’t need to read the others to enjoy this. Under this premise, the doll swaps genders with the person who kisses it. If the doll is female and the person is male, then the doll becomes male and the person female, and vice versa. If the doll and person are both the same gender, nothing happens. The doll will only work its magic one time a week.

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College can be a big adjustment for anyone, but it was especially hard on me. I was Ricky and left home to go to college at 17, living in a dorm for my first semester. For a very slight nerdy guy who isn’t especially macho, dorm life can be sheer hell, and mine was. I got a lot of crap from the other guys in the dorm. Frankly, I stayed in the library and away from my dorm room as much as possible.

I turned 18 at the end of the first semester and given my situation and that dorm space was at a premium, went looking for a place off campus. I found that Mark had a two bedroom, two bath flat and was looking for a roommate. In some ways, he seemed a lot like the guys in the dorm, but he didn’t give me any grief, and the price was reasonable so I took it.

Mark was everything I was not. He was tall, muscular, handsome, and charming. He didn’t seem to have a steady girlfriend, but brought girls back once or twice a week. Some of the same ones, and some different ones. It wasn’t like he had a different girl each night, and he seemed to get along with them fine after. He was kind of wild and free and so were most of the girls he hooked up with.

Mark was decent to me, and so were most of the girls. I was attracted to many of them, but they saw me as nothing more than a little brother type. Very clearly none of them had any physical or romantic interest in me. Mark occasionally had male friends over, but they were never loud or rowdy and unlike the guys in the dorm, treated me decently.

Once in a while I’d look at Mark or one of his male friends and I’d get a little twinge. I’m not quite sure how to describe it, but I had a funny feeling in my stomach and I found myself squirming. It bothered me a little bit though, and I worried. Because I was quiet, shy, and virginal, I got harassed in the dorms with guys saying I must be gay. Sometimes I worried that they might be right, and that frightened me.

Look, I know that gays are more accepted than they were in the past, but they still seemed to get grief. And I knew I liked girls, so I was really afraid of being attracted to boys. I tried to put all that aside and just focus on being attracted to girls, even if they had zero interest in me. So we drifted along, moderately pleasant through much of the semester.

I heard Mark on his phone one day talking to a friend. I could only hear bits and pieces of the conversation, a few words here and there. What I picked up was that he had a doll of some sort, that it did something related to sex with a kiss and that it was really wild and crazy. I knew what doll he had to be talking about. Guys aren’t given to having much in the way of dolls and he had one in his room.

It was a girl doll in gypsy clothes, basically a rag doll, but elaborately made up. I didn’t go in Mark’s room a lot, but when I did, I saw it sitting on a shelf. I seemed to be drawn to the doll, but knew I shouldn’t mess with any of Mark’s stuff. I wondered how any doll had anything to do with sex. Okay, I knew nothing about sex, except what I read, but it made no sense to me.

One evening I was at the apartment with Mark and he had a few beers and seemed to be pretty loose. I was curious, so I asked him about the doll.

“What are you talking about?”

“You were talking with a friend of yours about the doll — the one in your room.”

“What did you think you heard?”

“Something about wild and crazy sex.”

“Forget anything you heard or think you heard.”

“There was something about a kiss.”

“Don’t mess with that doll — at all — understood?”

“I was just curious about how a doll could lead to wild and crazy sex.”

“Believe me, you don’t want to know any more about that doll and you don’t want to mess with it.”

“Okay, okay. I was just being nosy.”

“They say curiosity killed the cat.”

“For me, any kind of sex would be wild and crazy.”

“You can’t handle that level of crazy.”

“Okay, no problem. I understand.”

I let it all drop, but was now more fascinated by that doll than before. I’d love to find any kind of sex, or so I thought. I knew that Mark would be really pissed if I messed with it though. A few days went by and I was more fascinated with the doll than ever. One Friday evening, I knew Mark was going out with some friends and would be gone for a while.

I figured that if I was ever going to mess with that, this was the time to do it. I went into Mark’s room and the doll was sitting on its usual shelf. I knew tecavüz porno if I did anything with it, I’d have to put it back exactly where I found it. If I moved it at all, he’d know I messed with it. Still, I had to know what the doll did and how it brought wild and crazy sex.

I tried to remember what little I heard of the conversation and I recalled he said something about kissing. Without moving the doll, I leaned forward and kissed it. All of a sudden, I felt weird. I knew the doll had done something, I just couldn’t tell quite what. I was almost dizzy as I stumbled out of Mark’s room into the living room and collapsed on the couch.

My body felt strange. It felt like parts were being squeezed and other parts being stretched. I felt chills running up and down through my body. It didn’t feel bad, but didn’t feel good either. I sat back against the couch panting and gasping and think I passed out. I awoke later when Mark walked in the front door, saw me, and spoke.

“What the fuck.”

“Mark. Hi. You’re back already.”

My voice sounded strange, but everything seemed strange and I think I was still half in a daze.

“You just had to do it, didn’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You stupid cunt. Look at yourself and you tell me.”

I tried to shake off my dazed feeling and looked down at myself. As I looked down, I saw boobs. I put my hands on them and they felt like boobs. I say that though I’d never had my hands on any boobs before. I reached down between my legs and felt no dick. It felt weird as I touched myself there and it kind of scared me.

“What happened?”

“You kissed the fucking doll.”

“I wouldn’t…”

“But you did. You kissed it and it changed you into a woman.”

“How could that happen?”

“I told you not to mess with it, but you just had to.”

“It changed me to a woman? Permanently?”

“For a minimum of a week. Maybe even permanently.”

“How can I change back?”

“You messed with my stuff even after I told you not to. Now I may just leave you this way.”

“Please. I have to change back. I’ll do anything.”

“Anything?”

“Absolutely. I can’t stay like this.”

“Why not?”

“I’m a boy, not a girl.”

“Not anymore.”

“Please. I’ll do whatever you want. Just tell me.”

“Yeah, right.”

“I don’t have a lot of money, but just tell me what you want.”

“I don’t need your stinking money. My folks have tons of it.”

“Please. Just tell me what you want.”

“There’s a price, but you can’t handle it.”

“I swear, I’ll do anything.”

Mark had a very grim expression as he looked at me. “Fine. Then stand up.”

I stood up. My knees were a bit weak over what had happened and the changes in my body had thrown off my center of gravity and my balance.

“Take off your tee shirt.”

“You mean…?”

“That’s exactly what I mean.”

I had been around Mark without a tee shirt before, but I didn’t have boobs them. Now I did, and I had not even seen them, much less let anyone else see them. I was trembling and bit my lip. Then I pulled my shirt out of my jeans. I closed my eyes as I pulled my tee shirt off over my head. I stood there with my eyes closed for a few seconds before I opened them.

Mark stood there looking at me, and specifically he was looking at my boobs. He had a smile on his face and it made me feel queasy, but at the same time made me feel excited. I looked down at my boobs and the nipples were stiff and very pronounced. That scared me, because I knew just enough to know that meant I was turned on.

“That’s a nice start. Now take off your jeans.”

“I don’t know if I like that.”

“Of course you do. Your body makes it clear that you like that. So do it.”

I was wearing some running shoes and I kicked them off. That was only a momentary stall. I slowly unbuckled my belt. I looked at Mark and he gestured for me to keep going. I undid the button, then very slowly unzipped my jeans. I was holding onto them, because otherwise, they’d have dropped to the floor. Mark looked impatient, so I let go and my jeans puddled around my ankles.

“All the way out of them.”

I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them to one side and stood there in my jockey shorts. I looked down, and where I’d normally have a dick, there was only a wet spot on my shorts. I didn’t understand why my shorts were wet, at least not at that time. I wondered if he was going to make me continue. I was both scared and thrilled at the possibility of that.

“Now lose the underwear — all the way off.”

I put my fingers under the elastic and slowly eased the underwear down to where it only just covered my nether regions.

“Finish it off, girl.”

I pushed it a little further then let them drop to the floor and stepped out of them. I stood there in my all together showing Mark parts of me that I wasn’t even familiar with. He had a broad smile as he looked at me. I was hoping in one way that üvey anne porno he was done with me, and yet in another way, I very much hoped he wasn’t done.

“So is that it?”

“That’s a start — assuming you’re up to it.”

“What do you mean?”

“There’s a whole lot more to go, if you want me to help you change back.”

“What else did you want?”

“The next step is for you to go in my room and lie down on my bed.”

“What were you going to do?”

“You can’t be that innocent, can you?”

“I’m sorry.”

“No need to feel sorry. I’m going to make you feel good, and me feel better.”

“How are you going to…?”

“Never mind. If you want my help, just do what I say.”

“Do I really have to do this?”

“Nope. You don’t have to do a damned thing, but then I don’t have to help you change back either.”

“You wouldn’t leave me like this, would you?”

“There’s absolutely nothing wrong with the way you are. Believe me.”

“But it’s not me.”

“That’s for you to decide, but if you do what I want, I’ll help you, and I’ll make you feel good in the meantime.”

“You wouldn’t really…?”

“Enough talking. In the bedroom now.”

I felt really weird being a girl, being stark naked, and walking into Mark’s bedroom. I got in there then stopped and turned around. Mark was right behind me and was grinning. He gestured toward the bed. I pointed at myself, as in ‘who, me’, and he nodded. I walked over and sat very gingerly on the edge of the bed. I looked up at the doll and was surprised to see that the female doll was now a male. Was it a different doll, or did the doll change when I did?

Mark walked over, pushed firmly but gently on my shoulder and I fell backwards onto the bed. He grabbed my legs and swung them around and on the bed, turning me so I was fully on the bed now. For a few seconds, he stood looking at me, before he pulled off his shirt and threw it to one side. I think my eyes must have been the size of saucers, and I bit my lip.

Mark kicked off his shoes and dropped his slacks, kicking them to one side. He stood there in his boxer briefs and I could see his cock straining at the front of his underwear. He lay down on the bed beside me and I was more than a little scared. I’d never had sex as a boy, and obviously never had it as a girl either. Sure, I’d wanted to lose my virginity, but not this way — not as a girl.

I was afraid he was going to kiss me — afraid because I didn’t think I wanted a guy to kiss me, but also afraid because I was scared I might like it. Instead, he bent down and took one of my nipples in his mouth. I gasped and grabbed his head. It felt so wonderful that I was really frightened. Then he snuck his hand down between my legs.

I hadn’t really even seen myself there as a girl, much less touched myself. He ran his fingers down my pussy as he kept sucking on my breast. I could feel one of his fingers tracing my pussy lips then parting them very slightly. I moaned and thrust my hips forward unconsciously. It felt marvelous, even if I wasn’t sure I wanted a guy touching me as a woman.

I could feel him ease a finger inside me as his thumb stroked what I learned was my clit. I was pretty innocent at that point, both as a male and as a female. I’d never even stroked myself as a guy. I’d certainly never touched a woman sexually. What Mark was doing to me was wholly outside the realm of my experience at that point.

Mark fucked me with one finger as he stroked my clit and switched back and forth between my breasts, sucking on them, kissing them, and nibbling on my nipples. All I could do was lie there and moan and be carried away by the sheer physical pleasure of it all. I felt a wave rising through my body and it was washing over me like a tsunami carrying me to heights of physical pleasure that I’d never imagined.

All of a sudden the tidal wave broke and I could feel my whole body react. My pussy tightened around his finger. What had once been pleasurable was now transcendent. My whole body felt like it was being swept away in ecstasy. I could not even imagine anything in life even feeling half so good. The world stopped and my universe was reduced to my boobs, my pussy, and the pleasure coursing through me.

When I returned to this world, I lay there panting with Mark, now naked ranging over me. My legs were spread wide and the head of his dick was touching my pussy lips. I was still scared. I felt like I was a guy, even after what had just happened and I knew that Mark was about to introduce me to real womanhood. His cock ran up and down along my slit as he looked me in the eyes.

“Well, Ricki, I said I’d make you feel good, and I think I did. Now it’s my turn to feel good.”

With that, I felt his prick slip a little ways into my snatch. I was afraid, but another part of me wanted this — wanted it desperately. I couldn’t help myself, but just pushed my hips forward, breaking my hymen and burying his cock inside me. It did hurt, üvey erkek kardeş porno though not as much as I’d feared, and Mark buried his dick in my cunt all the way to the hilt.

I could feel him filling me up, and as strange as it seemed, it felt right. It felt like his rod belonged in my pussy. It was in its proper place and my cunt was serving its proper role by welcoming it. He began to slowly move his hips back and forth, getting nearly out of me before plunging deep into me again. I threw my arms around him, and fucked him back eagerly.

I don’t know how long he lasted. My world collapsed and was reduced to the feel of his cock in my pussy. I hooked my legs around him holding him as he picked up speed until he was furiously pounding my little twat. After a while, he stiffened and stuck his cock as far in me as it would go, then I felt his prick twitching as he unloaded his cum deep in my cunt.

It was almost like I was someone else. I found myself kissing Mark frantically with my mouth almost glued to his. He responded, kissing me back and slipping his tongue between my lips. There was a small part of me that was saying that I was a guy and I shouldn’t be kissing a guy like that, but it didn’t matter, my body and the rest of my mind were completely on board with this.

Finally, I just collapsed onto the bed, panting and awash in sexual pleasure and hormones. I felt his cock slip out of my pussy, which made me sad, as he rolled to one side to lie beside me on the bed. He reached over with one hand and began to stroke my boobs as we lay there in the afterglow of it all. I know that people were wild about sex, but never understood until that instant.

“You obviously hated that, Ricki.”

“We’re going to do that again, aren’t we?”

Mark laughed and leaned over and kissed me. I kissed him back, and whatever male part of me there was that had reservations about this, it had been submerged by the most fantastic thing I’d ever experienced. We kissed for quite a while, with Mark stroking my breasts and occasionally my pussy. Eventually, another part of me surfaced and I pulled back.

“But down deep, aren’t I really a guy? I shouldn’t like this — not at all.”

“Right now, you’re a woman, and you’re my woman for now.”

“I want this so much it scares me. Am I going to lose myself?”

“Who are you really? Are you Ricky, the guy, or Ricki the woman? Who do you want to be?”

“I’m not sure who I am or who I want to be. I used to think I knew, but this just blew that all away.”

“You’re stuck this way for a week. I want you to be my woman for that week. Some time after that week, you can decide who you really are.”

Mark kissed me again, and we tenderly made love before I fell asleep in his arms and in his bed.

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I woke up in the morning with Mark spooning me and holding my breast. I remembered everything from last night and choked back a sob. As I was grappling with it all, Mark woke up, turned me onto my back and kissed me. He began to fondle a breast as he kissed me. I can’t say I returned his kisses, but that didn’t seem to stop him.

He kissed his way down my neck to one boob as he caressed the other one. I couldn’t help but moan and I know my nipples got hard. As he kissed one breast, his hand snuck down from my other boob to my pussy. He began to stroke my pussy as he kissed my boobs. My body reacted to all that and I couldn’t avoid being turned on.

He brought me to a quick orgasm then ranged over me and slipped his dick in my pussy. I know I was wet, since I could feel my juices running down my leg and he smoothly entered me. Mark looked at me and smiled before starting to slowly fuck me. It all brought back the best of last night and before long I was fucking him back. He filled me with his cum, before leaning down to kiss me.

“That’s my idea of a wonderful wake up.”

“Is this what the whole week is going to be like?”

“If you’re lucky. You certainly seem to have enjoyed it all so far.”

“I still feel like a guy.”

“Believe me, Ricki, you’re no guy. I don’t fuck guys, not that there’s anything wrong with that.”

I began to think about what we’d done and started to worry. “Does that mean I could get pregnant?”

Mark paused, thought about it, and looked very serious. “Very possibly. So you need to go to the university health center and get an IUD and a morning after pill.”

“Don’t they put the IUD in my pussy? What happens when I change back?”

“My guess is the magic will take care of it.”

“I hope so.”

“In the meantime, you need to shower and shave — those legs, those armpits, and some of what’s around your pussy.”

“If I’m going to change back…”

“For this week, at least, you’re my girlfriend and you need to shave that shit.”

Mark’s dick was slowly softening in my pussy. He kissed me again, and I could feel it starting to get hard again. As it did, he started to do some micro moves and it quickly got hard in me and he began to fuck me once more. He came in me a second time and seemed quite pleased. He gave me another kiss and then spent a few minutes kissing me, with me kissing him back.

“Damn, girl. I don’t know if I really want to give this up after a week.”

Exploring New Things Pt. 02

Anal

(This is a continuation of Exploring New Things Pt. 01 which explains the backstory)

***

We’ve been together a few times now and I still get nervous and embarrassed around you. I don’t know if these feelings will ever go away. We’ve been taking our time, getting to know each other’s bodies and signals before going to the next level. Tonight will be our first time fulfilling our fantasy of light domination and submission You have a friend who’s allowing us to use his playroom for the night. I’m excited to explore a new fantasy and I’ve worn something special for you.

I walk in and lock the door behind me to ensure we won’t be disturbed. You’re looking sexy in simple jeans and a t-shirt. I’m wearing an oversized shapeless dress today which is not my normal attire. You look at me like I’m nuts… until I toss off the dress. I can’t help but blush in embarrassment and have a hard time looking at you to see your response. You stand there quietly until I gather the courage to look up at you over the top of my glasses. You’re staring at me in surprise.

I’m wearing a sexy red and black bra you can see through a partially unbuttoned white shirt with a small red and black plaid skirt that fails to fully cover my ass with a bright red thong. You slowly peruse up and down my body appreciating the package. “Fuck yes!” you say, which makes me grin. “Don’t move,” you command. I’m nervous, excited, and anxious, but I stand as still as possible. You circle me, taking in every aspect.

My breath hitches as you lightly graze your fingers over my exposed skin from behind. You continue to circle around me leaving little touches here and there until your standing in front of me again. You remove my white shirt and toss it aside leaving me in my bra, thong, and skirt. You kiss me and tell me how sexy I am while grabbing my breasts and kneading them. You yank off my bra quickly, watching the bounce and movement of my boobs. You lean in and start kissing my neck and shoulders, moving down to my breasts leaving kisses and nibbles on the way. You roll one of my nipples between your fingers causing goosebumps to run through my body.

Then, you teasingly flick my nipple with your tongue before drawing it in and sucking hard. I gasp from the pleasure and hang on to your neck and shoulders. I think that if you continue, I porno could probably come just from that stimulation. You continue to alternate between sucking and feeling my breasts until I’m panting. You stop abruptly and step back from me. You remove your shirt and pants leaving the boxers on. I can definitely see how turned on you are by the tented boxers. Man, you’re sexy.

I can’t help myself and I lean towards you, running my hands all over you. You let me explore for a few minutes until I reach down for your boxers. You grab my hands, not ready for those to be removed yet. I really want to yank those boxers off to fully see what you’ve got. I restrain myself, waiting to see what you want from me. You tell me to lay on my back on the bed with my head hanging off the edge. I get into position and you stand right in front of my face. “Go ahead,” you say.

Yes! I know what you want. I grab your boxers and pull them down to your ankles. I finally get to look at you and damn, I like what I see. I tilt my head further back over the edge of the bed and lick the tip to get a small taste of you. You’re delicious. I lick all around your cock getting it good and wet before taking it into my mouth. I hollow out my cheeks to make sure my teeth don’t touch you and suck.

It’s not long before you’re thrusting into my mouth. I grab your hips, take you as deep as I can, and hold it for a few seconds before letting up. Your groans tell me how much you’re enjoying this. I continue in the same way over and over. Holding you in my throat while swallowing and letting up. You let me control your movements for a few minutes before you take the control back. “Oh God!” you exclaim. Your obvious enjoyment is a turn on, making me groan. My noises send vibrations through your dick setting off your orgasm. You shoot come into my mouth and I swallow the first jet. Then you yank out of my mouth with a pop, causing the remaining jets to spurt all over my face and chest. You have no words. You just stare at me, breathing heavily as I smile at you.

Once your body has calmed, you walk over and grab me a towel to clean up. After I’m wiped off, you grab my hand and lead me over to a chest. You push down gently on the back of my shoulders, causing me to bend over the chest face down. You tie my hands on the opposite side my legs are on. japon porno This causes my skirt to rise up showing off my lifted ass. I can’t see anything you’re doing and feel very vulnerable and nervous in this position. However, it’s extremely erotic as well.

You run your hands all over my back, ass, and thighs. You walk away for a few minutes. I don’t know if you’re just trying to raise the anticipation or if you’re getting something. You come back and again graze your hands over my body helping me to relax int your touch. After you’ve done that for a bit, you quickly spank me. I jolt and yank against the restraints from the unexpected action. It doesn’t really hurt, just caught me off guard and smarts a little. “God, that’s beautiful!” you saw in awe while admiring your pink handprint. My skin is pale, so the contrast really shows. You gently massage the area before you do it again on the other ass cheek. You continue to alternate the stinging smacks and gentle massage a few more times at irregular intervals, catching me by surprise and leaving me in anticipation of the next one.

You slowly run your fingers down between my ass cheeks to my lower lips finding me soaked with arousal. You’re pleased that I’m enjoying this. You move away again. This time when you return, you grab my thong at my waist and slowly slide it off my legs. You position your cock at my entrance and gently enter me from behind while reaching between my legs to place a vibrator at full power against my clit. I scream in ecstasy, coming immediately from the combination of you and the vibrations.

You order, “Another.” You want me to come again. You lower the settings in the vibrator and continue to tease me while thrusting softly. Every time your thighs push against my reddened skin, which is extremely sensitive, it sends pleasure through me. The arousal slowly builds until I explode again. “Ahhh!” I yell. You put the vibrator away and untie me. You help me up until I’m standing…kind of. My legs feel like jelly. You half carry, half help me to the bed. You lay me on my back as you finish removing the rest of my clothes.

You grab soft leather restraints and tie my wrists at the top of the bed. Then you use a thin rope to tie my ankles to my thighs and place my heels up against my ass, baring me completely lezbiyen porno open to you. I’m utterly at your mercy. It’s exciting but nerve wrecking as well. I’m used to control and this is an entirely new feeling. I’m nervous, anticipating what you will do to me. You start to play with my breasts again. You tease my body every way you can, finding every spot that makes me clench or gasp until I’m begging for you. I’m trembling with desire. I want to touch you, but I can’t. I need you in me. NOW!

You take your time and continue your assault. Sometimes with gentle grazes and kisses to rough grabs, sucks, and bites. You’re keeping me in a constant state of arousal without letting me come. I love it, but the building desire is becoming painful. It hurts so good. You finally spread my knees as wide as possible and thrust into me, making me take all of you at once. I yell out from the abrupt intrusion and you don’t slow. You keep going. You take me every way you want, changing the pace when it fits your mood and changing how deep you go and the angle. Right when I get to the edge, you change something. Over and over until I’m desperate for release. “Oh god it’s so good! Please let me come! Just a little more! Oh God!!” I beg. I’m pulling against the rope trying to move with you and get more stimulation, but I can’t.

I start to think you’ll never let me come. But then you grab hold of me and move as deep and fast as you can. Your cock rubs directly against my g-spot with every stroke. Over and over you thrust into me until I’m flung over the edge into my orgasm. It comes crashing over me, wringing out noises I didn’t know I could make. My body milks your cock uncontrollably until you join me in ecstasy. You yell out your release as I feel you pulsing deep within me. Damn! That was fantastic!

We’re both exhausted, sweaty, and utterly sated. Once we’ve calmed down from our exertions, you untie me and help me get the feeling back in my limbs. I feel like a wet noodle. I don’t think I could come again if I tried. You wrap your arms around me and we lie together for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow.

“I just have to say, that was amazing!” you exclaim.

“I completely concur,” I respond.

You grin at me and kiss me sweetly. We lapse into a comfortable silence. After a while, you get up and grab a warm washcloth. You take your time cleaning me up and then clean yourself as well. We both move to get dressed and get ready to go. Once we’re both presentable again, we kiss and part ways. I can’t wait to see which fantasy we’ll live out next. Till next time…

Evolving Sex Life Pt. 05

Amateur

I woke up the next morning extremely horny and tried to initiate sex. Julia laughed at me and started stroking me as she made me beg for an orgasm that she had no intention of giving. It did not take long before I was begging to cum. Her reply was “Nope. Your next orgasm will be with my strap-on fucking you and that is not happening now.” With that she got up for the day and I was left extremely frustrated.

The next few days were busy, but Julia was teasing me quite a bit. She would come up behind me in the kitchen and grab my hips and pull them into her and whisper in my ear “Are you ready for me to fuck you?”

She would grab my hips like this in many places like the store or in a parking lot. Finally, we had a free night and she told me she wanted to tie me up. I was instantly aroused. We set up in the bedroom with me bent over a stool. My knees were tied to the legs at the floor with my legs spread. The big footstool was pressed up against an overstuffed chair. The stool supported all of my body but my head was just over the edge of the chair so Julia could climb in and have my face at her pussy. My arms were tied with ropes to the back chair legs so there was no way I could escape.

I was extremely horny and erect as Julia sat on the floor behind me and started teasing me with her long nails. I could only feel the nails and she start scratching my balls or stroking my cock. I was on the edge of cumming almost immediately and begged to cum.

“Not a chance,” she said, “I have a lot planned for you tonight.”

She kept teasing me and had brought me to the edge multiple times, when I felt her put something cold and slippery on my cock. For the next few minutes, she used her hand to slowly stroke me and bring to more edges. I noticed with a lot of frustration as I started to grow numb that she was using the lidocaine again. When she stopped touching me and stood up to put on the strap-on, I was xhamster porno going completely numb. When she was finished, I could feel her between my legs playing with my cock, but I could not tell what she was doing. I would find out later she was taping a condom onto my rapidly shrinking cock so it would not fall off.

When she finished, I did feel her put the lubricated strap-on against my exposed ass. “Are you ready to get fucked?” she said.

“Yes please.”

“Beg me!”

“Please fuck me,” I begged, “please?”

She slowly pushed into me and ordered me to, “keep begging. Beg me to fuck your ass until I cum.”

I did not know if she could cum, but I could hear and feel the vibrator in her dldo, so I knew she was getting some pleasure from the Feeldoe. As she pushed in and out, I was begging. Any time I slowed or pause she would slap my ass and tell me to keep begging. It felt really good and I could feel involuntary contractions every few thrusts.

I felt her reach around and grab my limp numb penis. She asked, “do you like me playing with your limp cock while I fuck your ass?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Can you feel it?” she asked in a surprised voice.

“No mistress.”

“What about this?” she asked as she slapped my cock and balls.

“Ow. Yes, on the balls” I yelped. “I don’t feel anything on my cock.”

“Oh, my poor baby. You can’t feel your little limp cock. Well, something is exciting you, because you are filling this condom up with cum.”

I could not see it because of the way I was tied across the stool. And I definitely could not feel it. I had to take her word for it. I was definitely enjoying the contractions, I kept feeling in my ass and prostate area.

“You like getting fucked like this don’t you? Are you gay?”

“No mistress.”

She was getting closer to her own orgasm as the vibrator and back yaşlı porno of Feeldoe inserted in her did its magic. She was thrusting harder and faster

While thrusting, she grunted, “Tell me the truth. I want the truth. Do you wish this was a live warm huge cock inside you right now?”

This hit a little too close to home. I didn’t know. Or at least I did not want to admit. Yes, I was loving this but to admit I wanted a cock inside of me was admitting I was gay. Years later I would realize the truth, but at this point I did not want to. I was so turned on and loving the cock sliding in and out of me that I said “yes” anyway.

“Ahh so now I am married to a gay limp dick man who cannot please me. What did I do to deserve this? Tell me that you love getting fucked in the ass. You love getting humiliated by me and you want to suck cock and eat cum. Don’t vary a word. You love getting humiliated by me and you want to suck cock and eat cum.” She was moaning and getting very close to an orgasm as she yelled. “Say it”

“I love getting humiliated by you and I want to suck cock and eat cum,” I said.

“Louder,” she yelled as she slapped my ass, “yell it and prove you love me.”

She was really fucking my ass hard at this point. I was really loving the feeling and I yelled, “I love getting humiliated by you and I want to suck cock and eat cum. Please, I will do anything for you. I love you.”

A few minutes later she came while pounding into me with the full length. She lay silently for a minute and then I felt her reach around and begin tugging on my still limp penis. I could feel it in my balls and the skin of my crotch, but I still felt nothing on the shaft of my penis.

“Wow you came a lot,” she said.

“What? No, I didn’t,” I was confused and told her so.

“Well, the condom is full of cum,” she stated as she continued to tug on me. “How did it get aldatma porno full of cum if you did not have an orgasm.”

I had no idea. We did not realize how milking the prostate worked at the time. I knew that I had loved being fucked in the ass and that I was having a lot of involuntary contractions that felt wonderful, but I had not had anything close to an orgasm and I was still very horny.

Julia got up and was gone for a few moments. When she returned, I felt her playing with my cock as she removed the condom. Then she sat down in the chair with my head at her crotch. My lips were inches from her moist swollen lips. She was sitting on a towel and she started dripping the cum out of the condom onto her pussy and clitoris.

“Lick it up my gay little limp dick cum lover. You said you want to suck cock and eat cum.”

This was new and a huge step. I had never eaten cum before. The thought was both thrilling and disgusting. I was still really turned on because the milking of my prostate had not provided the same relief from as an orgasm. This made it easier to accept as I reached out my tongue and began licking up the cum.

She put her head back on the chair and moaned, “that’s it. Lick that cum up.”

She proceeded to tease and humiliate me as she dripped more and more of the cum on her lips and on my lips. When I thought I had gotten all of it, more would drip down. This didn’t last long because she was still very turned on and she reached an orgasm quickly squeezing my head between her thighs. She came as usual in a loud profane way enjoying every minute of it. When she was done, she got up and untied me and we cleaned up.

Cuddling after she was inquiring if I was ok. I assured her I was and thanked her repeatedly for the scene. My cock was still numb, but I was extremely horny. I was assuming that the feeling would come back overnight, and I asked Julia if we could make love in the morning

“You’re still horny after all that,” she asked quizzically?

I told her, “Yes. I am very horny. I was having contractions through all the anal play, but I never had a full orgasm and I never lost my desire to make love to you like I normally do after an orgasm.”

The Big Mature Shemale Next Door

Babes

“Please can I just wear my old swimming trunks?” Warren begged.

“No!” his mom yelled back from the other room. “Barbara purchased that for you. It was expensive so you better remember to thank her.”

Warren looked at himself in the full length mirror. At eighteen, he had hoped to be taller. His body looked puny. Why hadn’t his shoulders broadened like the other boys? Warren’s body should have been covered in hair like the rest of them. It wasn’t. He had a wiry, sleek physique. The doctor told him he didn’t have the kind of body that would put on much muscle.

His mom made him do chores for Barbara because she helped with the bills. They were lucky to live in a one-bedroom apartment with Warren sleeping on the floor. Barbara had a pool in her backyard. She always insisted that Warren swim with her. And when he did weeding for her or worked in the garden, she had him undress to his underwear and then she’d put sun tan lotion on him. Warren always wanted to do it himself, but Barbara wouldn’t let him. She said he’d cut corners and end up burning his soft, delicate skin.

Barbara was about a head taller than him. She was a couple years into her forties. Barbara was a good looking woman. Warren didn’t understand why she’d taken such a interest in him. Barbara had a full figure which made him feel weird when she was in her bathing suit. As he put his clothes on, he thought about secretly switching out the speedo his mom was making him wear for his swimming trunks.

He walked through his apartment complex to the house next door where Barbara lived. Sometimes he’d find her out front gardening but not today. Warren knocked on the door. He felt the speedo ride up his crack while he waited.

“Oh. Hello, Warren. How are you today, dear?” she opened the door and smiled at him.

“I’m ok. My mom said you, uh… had some work for me to do?” he told her, looking anywhere but but her body.

“Come in, dear. Are you wearing the new swimsuit I got you. Your mom got it to you, right?” she ushered him into the house and closed the door behind him.

“Yeah… I am,” he answered self-consciously.

“Why don’t we go swimming then? Go ahead and get started. I’ll put my bathing suit on and meet you out there in a couple of minutes.”

Warren went out the back door and flipped his sandals off. He could feel the mid-July sun on his face. Warren dipped his feet warily in the pool. He turned his head when he heard Barbara was at the back door. She came out when she saw him looking.

Barbara was wearing a blue two-piece bikini. He’d never seen it before. This was the skimpiest bathing suit he’d ever seen her in. Her impossibly large bosom was on full display. Barbara’s nipples poked out of the bikini top at least a half inch. His eyes fell lower. To the big package wrapped up in her small bikini bottom. Warren recalled the first time he became aware of it. A couple months ago she had him move some boxes in the basement. She told him to strip down to his boxers. Barbara told him she didn’t want his clothes to get sweaty. She supervised him like she always did, telling him occasionally not to drop this thing or that.

There were some boxes in the corner which required Warren to bend over and pick up. He wanted to pile them all up at once, but Barbara made him take just one at a time. The phone rang unexpectedly. Barbara got up from the table to answer it and that’s when Warren saw the giant tent in her pants. It freaked him out so badly that he ran home. He told his mom what he’d seen and she told him that a lot of women had penises. His mom made him go back and apologize. Barbara made him uncomfortable by asking him how often he got erections. She said that since her penis was so much larger, she got erections even more often. Soon after that they started going swimming. She always got erections then.

“Don’t you look just like a dream in that? Mmm… it’s so hot out here. Get in the pool, darling.”

“It’s a little tight, ma’am.” Warren said, pulling the material out of his crack.

“I didn’t have you there to try it on, dear. When I get you something else you’ll come and model it for me. I think it’s fine.” Barbara walked over, her breasts jiggling and touched a toe in the water. “Even the water is warm.”

Warren jumped in the pool and Barbara did the same. He tried to keep a little distance between himself and her, but Barbara swam over to him and said, “Let’s see if you’ve gotten any better at the backstroke. Go on and try.” Barbara reached around him and helped put him on his back in the water. “Here I’ve got you,” one hand held the top of the his back and the other went all the way down to his speedo-covered butt.

“I can do it,” he told her, trying to push her hands away.

“Ok,” she removed her hand before he’d been ready. Warren’s head fell below water and she laughed. “You’re silly. See, you need me. There’s nothing wrong with getting a little help. Especially from me.” Barbara pulled him up by the tiny speedo.

“My mom told me üvey kız kardeş porno to tell you, umm, thanks for the new swimming thing. It’s a little small, but, uhhh…” He realized he was looking at her breasts. How did they get so big? How was she so much bigger than him? Warren got embarrassed when he realized what he was thinking and looked away.

“Awww, you don’t have to mention it. I like doing things for you. And swimming, oh darling, this old girl has a lot of fun with you.” Barbara grinned, partly aware that the young man had been ogling her tits. She covered his head with her hands and dunked him under the water, laughing. Warren flailed desperately underwater until she finally let him up. He choked out water and then tried to dunk Barbara. She wouldn’t have budged if she didn’t want to. They splashed at and dunked one another. Warren could feel her boobs mashing into his head as she pushed him down, and then he could feel something else.

Warren opened his eyes while underwater and saw her erection! It looked like her bikini would snap open at any second. He couldn’t believe how long and thick her cock was. Warren popped up from the water as fast as he could and started to swim away from her. Barbara caught his ankle before he could put any distance between them.

She pulled Warren back to her and told him, “You’re not getting away! What’s wrong, dear?” Barbara squeezed his little body in her big arms and held him there. He could feel her hard-on against his butt. It was splitting his cheeks open in the tiny speedo like a hotdog into a bun.

“Your, your erection! It’s pressing into me!” he gasped.

“We talked about erections. They’re a natural part of life. Don’t worry. I wouldn’t hurt you.” Barbara gently started to grind her hips against him, which caused her thick pipe to rub up and down his crack.

“Please don’t. It scares me,” he whimpered.

Barbara reluctantly let him go. “Alright, dear. Tell you what, let’s sit in the sun a while. You lay back in one of the pool lounge chairs and I’ll go get the lotion for us.” Warren nodded. Happy to be free, he hopped out of the pool. “I guess erections aren’t so scary now, huh darling?” she laughed loudly. Warren looked down and realized he was hard. He slumped into the chair, his face red. As Barbara walked past him, her boobs and erection bouncing together, she touched his shoulder and told him, “Natural part of life. The best part if you ask me.” Warren’s eyes continued to follow her as she walked back into her house. Barbara’s bikini bottom had just one little piece of cloth in the back and it was wedged between the two colossal cheeks of her ass. Warren’s face got even redder.

She returned a minute later with the sun tan lotion and some towels. “I can’t get over how good you look in that present I got you. I sure can pick them.” Barbara’s eyes scoped out his body. She pulled the other chair over and dried him off in a towel. Next she squirted some of the lotion out into her hand.

“Can I do it myself, ma’am?” he asked.

“You know my policy, darling. I handle the sun tan lotion. It would be a shame if something happened to your skin. It’s so soft and nice. It needs to be taken care of and I’m just the woman to do it.” Barbara spread the glob out over his chest. Her strong hands rubbed the cool lotion in everywhere. She took special care with everything she did; covering his body usually took ten or fifteen minutes as Barbara went over it again and again. She was thorough like that when it came to Warren.

“There you go. All finished.” She gave him a smirk and then looked up at the sky. “Boy would you look up at that sun. They said on the news we’ll be breaking a heat record this week. Hey…” Barbara looked down at him, “let’s try something new today. You want to put the sun tan lotion on yourself. So apply it on me and I’ll see how good a job you do.” She dropped the bottle on his stomach and sat back in the chair.

Warren’s hands were shaking when they touched Barbara’s skin. She was so warm. Warren’s cock was straining against his speedo. He gently spread the lotion over Barbara’s strong shoulders and the top of her chest. He started to rub it in with long circular strokes.

“Mmm… not half bad.” Barbara lifted her arms up and let him get her sides. His fingers pressed into her flesh. Barbara let out a soft moan. “Think your mom would mind if we tanned nude?”

“Oh no. I can’t!” Warren croaked. It felt like cotton had just been stuck in his throat.

Barbara wrapped one of of her arms around his neck and cackled. “It was just a joke, darling. Settle back in your chair and let’s let the sun do its work.” Warren swallowed hard. He self-consciously rearranged his speedo and got back in his chair. They sat in silence for a couple minutes. Barbara would make a little noise–maybe a moan from time to time–as they basked in the sun. “I know I ask this a lot, but you got any girls chasing you at that school yet?”

“Huh? No… no I don’t,” xnxx porno he replied. Looking over, he saw her erection again. It pressed up in the air. The bulge was positively obscene. The thin material of her bikini bottom did nothing to hide it. Warren could see just how long and thick it was. He could see the big head of her cock; it was even thicker than the rest of her big thing. Warren realized he was staring too long and shut his eyes.

“I’ll tell you, that doesn’t make any sense to me. Back in my day–“

“I know. You tell me all the time. Back in your day girls appreciated puny little nerds with skinny bodies who can’t play sports.” Warren turned away and shut his eyes even tighter.

Barbara looked over at him, getting momentarily distracted by the view of him from behind. She said, “I never said that. Stop feeling sorry for yourself long enough to enjoy your youth. Enjoy the summer.” Barbara reached over and wrapped her arm around his side. He was reminded once again of how big she was… and how small he was.

“Enjoy the summer how? Go to the beach? Where all the guys with better bodies than mine take their shirts off and make the girls like them. I just have to face it. Girls don’t like me.”

Barbara left her hand on his arm, rubbing him comfortingly. Her eyes inevitably fell to his little speedo-covered ass. “I can think of plenty who would.”

***

Barbara apologized the next time he was over there for her behavior in the pool. They continued to swim and catch some sun together through the week. Nothing changed until the following week when Warren went over there one day. It was the hottest day yet. He knocked on the door to Barbara’s house and she shouted, “Come on in!”

Warren opened the door and stepped inside. If possible, it seemed even warmer inside than out. Warren was used to entering Barbara’s house and immediately being met by cool air. He called out to her, “Is something wrong with the air?”

“Yep,” she said from a distant room. “Someone won’t be over to fix it until tomorrow.”

“Can we go in the pool?” Warren wiped the sweat from his brow.

“It needs to be cleaned.”

“Want to go back to my house? My mom lets me run the air conditioner when it gets this hot.”

“No, I’m fine here. Dear, get some ice from the freezer and bring it into the bedroom.”

Warren grabbed a bowl from one of the cabinets and filled it with ice like she said. He walked through the hallway to her bedroom and found the door ajar. Warren poked it open and then promptly shut it. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to, ma’am!”

“It’s ok, darling. Come on in.”

“I can’t! You–you’re not dressed!”

“Don’t be silly. I have panties on,” she told him in a naughty voice. Warren couldn’t believe her breasts were out in the open. Barbara was on the bed naked from the waist up. “Get in here this instant.”

Warren turned the knob on the door. He walked into her bedroom, obviously flustered. Warren stood by the door trying not to look at her uncovered body. “That ice is liable to melt if you don’t stop playing around and get over here,” she told him in a matter-of-fact way. The second Warren got close enough, Barbara grabbed him and pulled him down on the bed. Warren sat there nervously. He kept his eyes facing away from her.

Barbara didn’t seem any put off by his manner. She gathered a couple ice cubes in her hand and touched them to Warren’s shoulder. He shot up from the bed immediately, just to have her grab him again and sit him back down. Barbara rubbed her fingers, cold from the ice, over his back. She touched a cube to his neck and he didn’t run away this time.

“You should be wearing clothes,” he whispered.

“It’s too hot for clothes,” she murmured, following the jut of his jaw with the ice cube and leaving a trail of water as it melted on his warm skin. “I think you’re wearing too much.”

“I said we could go back to my house,” he told her. Warren still had his eyes facing toward the door. In his peripheral vision he could see her panties… and the bulge growing in it as she continued to use the ice on him.

“I don’t want your mom walking in on us, darling.” Barbara let the ice cube fall back into the bowl with the rest of them and placed her hands around his waist. She started to pull up his shirt, “This is our private time. Lift your arms.” Warren raised his arms and let her take his shirt off. “Much better,” she said. Barbara scooped some of the water from the melting ice into her hand and touched his chest with it. “Warren… rub the ice on my body now.”

“What?” he chirped.

“I said rub some ice on me before it’s all melted.” Barbara covered his hand with hers and put it in the bowl. Warren closed his hand around a few cubes which had melted into one piece. She pulled his hand out, pulling it over her body. Water dripped from his fingers onto her stomach. Warren let his hand fall and rolled the cube over her stomach. “You can’t even see what you’re doing, dear.” Barbara zenci porno put her hand under his chin and gently turned it toward her body.

Warren took in her body. The heat had left the upper half of her body that he could see in a thin layer of sweat. His eyes nearly bugged out as they zeroed in on her huge, mature breasts. They heaved softly on her chest with her breathing. Warren tried to look away yet he couldn’t. He could feel his heart thump as he ran the cube of ice along her stomach and then switched to her arms. Barbara’s eyes were closed. Her full, womanly lips opened to moan. When the hunk of ice in his hand had melted, he took another and continued.

“I think you’re avoiding a part of my body,” she opened her eyes suddenly.

“Nu…no…” he told her bashfully.

“My chest, darling. It needs to be cooled down too.” She clasped her hand in his and placed it right on her breast. Warren folded one leg over the other. His cock was so hard. Then again, so was hers. Warren tried not to look. He ran the half-melted cube between his fingers over the swell of her breasts. He traced over each breast while carefully avoiding her nipples. One time around, his nail accidentally scratched right against one of the nubs. “Mmm… get there. Get all over,” she moaned.

Warren’s hand couldn’t stop shaking as it hovered just above her nipple. A drop of water slid off his fingers and landed on her; the nipple got even bigger and more prominent. He touched them with the ice, gingerly at first. The more he went, the less careful he got. Minutes passed and neither of them said anything. Warren realized Barbara was rubbing her thighs together. He looked down and saw her erection again. He glanced at her face. Her eyes were still closed. All the ice had melted. Warren was about to finish when Barbara cooed, “Rub some of the water on my thighs, dear.”

He dipped his fingers into the cold water and reached down to her thick, warm thighs. Warren stroked them, careful to steer clear of her erection. Her legs had stopped moving altogether and Barbara let out a moan so loud that it scared Warren. His hands, still on her thighs, stopped moving. “I think, um… we should probably stop,” he told her in a voice so quiet she could barely hear him. Barbara smiled to herself and lifted the bowl as quietly as she could. In one fast motion, she pulled the waistband of his shorts out and spilled the cold water down his back.

“Aaaaaaaaaack!” he cried. Warren darted out of the room with cold water dripping down his legs. He could still hear her laughing by the time he got to the living room. Warren took a towel from the closet and dried himself off. He put the towel out on the couch and sat down. His mom wouldn’t want him coming home yet. Warren’s dick was painfully erect. He thought about stroking it, but couldn’t bring himself to do it. Barbara could walk in on him at any time and it would be wrong.

He could hear her heading toward him from the hall. She was in clothes this time. A tank top and a pair of shorts that looked stitched to her curves. She had her hands behind her back and an even bigger smile on her face than Warren could remember.

“I’ve got something for you.”

“What?” he grumbled, still bitter that she’d drenched him in the cold water.

“Remember when we talked about your body… you know how you want it be bigger and stronger?”

Warren’s face started to redden. He wondered why she needed to bring this stuff up and embarrass him all over again. “Yes, ma’am,” he answered sheepishly. Barbara revealed a glass from behind her back. It was filled with a cream-colored liquid. Warren looked at it and his previously red face went white. “Is that… is that–“

“Semen,” she finished his sentence. “Haven’t you ever heard about all the things cum can do? In small doses it’s useless. But as you can see,” Barbara proudly waved the glass in her hand, causing the creamy ejaculate to roll around the glass. “I make big doses.” She handed Warren the glass, but he didn’t take it. “What’s wrong, darling? Don’t you want to improve your body?”

“I don’t think I should–I mean I can’t drink that!” he blurted out.

“Oh dear,” she told him somberly. Barbara sat down next to him on the couch and looked into the full glass. “It’s so fresh. It won’t be for long. A woman’s seed is most potent the more fresh it is. Are you sure you don’t want to give it a try? I’ve had a lot of compliments on my semen quality over the years. Just look at it.” She tipped the glass closer to him. Her cum slid against the rim inches from his lips.

He shook his head. “Last chance, dear. I made this load for you. It would be a shame to let it go to waste. You’re sure you won’t give it a try? I think you’re fine the way you are, but I really thought you were serious about upgrading to a man’s body.”

Warren reached out and clutched the glass in his hands. Even in the heat of her house, it felt markedly warmer. He gave her essence a sniff. Warren couldn’t smell anything. “Go ahead. Taste it,” she told him eagerly. He lifted it to his lips, watching the thick liquid slide down the glass. Warren took a small, tentative sip. It was so thick that he had to let it roll off his tongue and down his throat. Barbara couldn’t keep still as she awaited the verdict from his taste buds.

E-Mail Submission

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Mistress V clicked on the send button and sat back in her chair as the e-mail disappeared from the screen. She imagined sue sitting at the computer and the nervous excitement she would feel when she opened the mail and read the instructions she had just sent to her.

It thrilled her to know she could cause such strong emotions in her slave girl, the power she held over sue was intoxicating. She had carefully trained sue and manipulated her submissive desires to the point where she would do anything she was told. No matter how embarrassing or humiliating, sue would do it just to please her.

The dominant power and control she felt was becoming addictive and so exciting. She felt like a supreme queen ruling over sue, her slave. It was such a sexual rush. She closed her eyes and sighed softly as her hand reached down between her legs.

In the Internet café sue opened the e-mail that had dropped in to the inbox of the computer she sitting at.

She opened the e-mail and felt a lump rise in her throat and a flutter of delicious excitement in her stomach and with a dry throat and her heart thumping she read her Mistresses orders.

“Slave

On arriving home tonight after work you are to remove all your clothes and stay naked until tomorrow morning when you may dress for work. You will put your collar on, the one with the tag saying property of MV.

At precisely 8 P.M. you are to lie on your bed and using your vib play with yourself for exactly 30 minutes. Bringing yourself to the edge of cumming at least three times but you will not cum

Remember slave you belong to me. I own and control your body. Your pleasure is mine to give or deny.

You are not permitted to cum.

At precisely 9 P.M. using just your fingers play with yourself for exactly 30 minutes and bring yourself to the edge at least three times.

You are not permitted to cum.

At precisely 10 P.M. insert your butt plug and leave it in all night until you go to work tomorrow.

Using your fingers and vib play with yourself for exactly one hour, bringing yourself to the very edge at least five times.

You are not permitted to cum.

At 11P.M. insert the vib and leave it in until the morning then go to sleep. First thing in the morning you will e-mail me and describe everything. What you did and how you felt, your Mistress wants to know everything.

Remember slave you belong to me.”

As she read her instructions a warm deep submissive buzz washed over sue and she felt her cheeks glow hot and her face get redder.

Nervously she glanced around the Internet café, she felt so hot and slutty she was sure people must be watching her. But they were all hunched over their P.C.s and no one looked at her as self-consciously she left the café.

The afternoon back at work seemed to last for an eternity, sue repeatedly glanced up at the office clock on the wall but the hands moved infuriatingly slowly.

She tried to focus on her work but her thoughts would keep drifting to her Mistresses mail and the things she was ordered to do. A hollow nervous sensation filled her stomach and she squeezed her thighs together in excited anticipation. She could feel the wetness between her legs.

At last! Five P.M. and she could go home. Her coat was on in a flash and with a few hurried goodbyes to her co-workers she was out the door and in to the night.

Once in her house she could breath easily, no longer did she have to stifle her thoughts. She was alone, she could play now. She could let her Mistress in to her heart and soul, she belonged only to her.

She went straight to her bedroom and removed her clothes, and as she shed her clothes so she shed her freedom. Naked she became a slave, her nakedness a sign of her status. She felt humble, weak and submissive.

She picked up her Mistresses collar and kissed the tag and fastened it tightly around her neck. Her cheeks began to glow and burn.

“I’m yours now Mistress. I’m yours.” She whispered.

Now it was time to be obedient. To wait until eight P.M. the time when she had permission to began her task.

She looked at the clock, 6.00 p.m. two hours to go. She made herself a light meal but gave up after a few mouthfuls, she was to excited and aroused to eat.

She lay on her bed and listened to music and did nothing but fidget and toss and turn, her stomach churning with nervous excitement while her pussy twitched and pulsed.

At 7.30, she had a shower so she would be clean and fresh for her Mistress. She was so aroused now. The waiting made her nervous and edgy. As she soaped her body she couldn’t resist massaging her breasts and pulling on her nipples. Her olgun porno hands lingered between her thighs, her fingers brushed her sex. The tingling sensations made her shiver under the hot water.

She stopped quickly as guilty feelings swept over her and she remembered her training.

“My body belongs to you Mistress. I have no right to touch your property. My pleasure is a privilege that only you can give.” She said aloud as the hot water splashed on her head and face and ran down her body.

She lay back down on her bed, arms at her sides. She felt clean and fresh and lay still and calmed herself by breathing deeply as she waited for the hands on her clock to reach eight.

At 8 p.m. Mistress V put down the book she was trying to read and poured herself a glass of wine. Her thoughts focused on her little slave girl now about to begin the task she had set for her.

She smiled as she thought of how sue would be feeling right now, the waiting would have made her so aroused; she would be so hot and excited. But she wouldn’t dare touch herself, not until she had permission. Permission that only she, her Mistress could give sue.

The power she felt was intoxicating and it thrilled her to know how sue was desperate to please and serve her. sue was her little toy to play with and to do exactly as she pleased with.

She felt deliciously wicked at the way she controlled sue, ordering her to stimulate herself to the edge of her climax and then deny her permission to cum.

She leaned back in her chair and thought of how sue was enduring such sexual frustration, suffering just to please her Mistress. Her hand slipped down between her thighs, she was damp and hot with arousal. She sighed with pleasure as her fingers leisurely stroked and played.

“Poor sue.” She chuckled.

At the exact moment the minute hand touched the hour sues fingers flew to her pussy and she rubbed herself vigorously with a flurry of released frustration. Her breathing was heavy and ragged and she moaned as the familiar warm sensation spread through her groin.

She knew she had to control herself and reluctantly she slowed her eager rubbing and picked up the vib. With the tip she started to lightly stroke her labia, the tingling sensations made her shiver.

So long as she took things slowly she was sure she could control herself and not orgasm.

She was already wet and she eased the vib slowly inside herself, it slipped in easily between her soaked folds and she sighed with pleasure as it stretched and filled her. The delicious sensation of being so full made her moan softly, she could feel the lovely solid hardness inside her.

She drew the vib slowly back and then thrust it in again, building up a rhythm that made her gasp.

She was almost caught out as the hot rush of an orgasm nearly surprised her. For a moment she teetered on the edge as she fought back the hot waves of pleasure that threatened to engulf her. Being so close to cumming scared sue, she was horrified at her lack of control and how she nearly betrayed her Mistress.

She took her time now and went carefully, using the tip of the vib to work gently around her clit. It felt so nice, so exquisite. She let the sensation build until she felt herself close to cumming then stopped quickly and lay still. Clenching her fists and squeezing her thighs together, fighting back the delicious sensations.

Then she began all over again. She felt how easy and lovely it would be to just let go, to let her orgasm wash over her. But her desire to please her Mistress was stronger, so she brought herself to the very edge of climaxing again and again.

At 8.30 as ordered by her Mistress she reluctantly stopped playing and lay still on her bed, forcing her arms to stay rigidly by her side. Her clit was swollen and ached madly and her breathing was heavy and ragged. She felt hot and edgy with a nervous empty hollow sensation knawing away in her stomach. She felt edgy and agitated and so aroused. She had to fight back an almost irresistible urge to touch herself, to rub and stroke herself to a powerful orgasm that she so badly wanted.

She clenched her fists tightly and squeezed her thighs together and whimpered. It would so easy to give in, just the slightest touch would send her over the edge. But her compelling need to submit and obey was strong. She didn’t understand why she felt this way, why she felt such an over powering intense need to please and serve. Why submitting to some one with a forceful and dominating nature made her feel so good. Being controlled and dominated turned her on so much, she just couldn’t resists her need to submit. It was her porno place, where she belonged and felt happy.

She had no right to touch her Mistresses property without her permission. She would show her devotion and make her Mistress proud of her.

She closed her eyes and breathed deeply and kept her arms rigidly by her side.

At 9.p.m. Mistress V closed her eyes and imagined sue lying naked on her bed, hot and flushed. She thought how frustrated sue would be feeling after being ordered to stimulate herself to the very edge of climaxing and then being prevented from cumming. She would be in such a state now, agitated and restless and desperate to cum.

The power Mistress V felt was exhilarating, she loved to control her slave girl like this. She wished she was with her now, kneeling at her feet, her cute face looking up at her. Her eyes beseeching, pleading and her soft small urgent voice begging.

“Please Mistress…please may I cum.”

She picked up sue’s last e-mail and smiled as she read how her slave girl had expressed her devotion and how eager she was to please and serve her Mistress.

Mistress V was pleased at sues obedience and at how submissive she was becoming to her.

Keeping her slave girl constantly aroused and sexually frustrated was an excellent way to control her. It kept her focused and so eager to please.

If sue was with her now she would have her beg and plead and kiss her feet, then make her use her slutty tongue to pleasure her.

Her pussy quivered at the delicious thought and her fingers began to play, bringing her to another sweet orgasm.

At exactly 9.p.m. sue started stroking her fingertips along her thighs, sliding them over the soft warm flesh. Then she slipped a finger inside her moist hot folds and held it there, feeling its hard stiffness inside her.

Slowly she moved the finger in and out while at the same time rolling her thumb over her clit. The sensation made her shudder and gasp. She tried to move slowly but couldn’t, she was too aroused and went faster as she became more excited. Her fingers making soft squelching noises.

She felt the hot rush flow and she stopped quickly. She still panting and gasping. It felt so good she didn’t want to stop.

She lay still for a few minutes until she was calm and then started again sinking her fingers deep into her pussy. They slipped easily between her soft wet vulva and she slid them deeper until she gasped with pleasure. She twisted her fingers and stroked her clit.

It felt delicious, she felt so sluttish and dirty and she spread her legs wide and rubbed and stroked. She was her Mistresses pet slut and she was performing for her.

She felt the hot wave flow through her and she stopped quickly.

Breathing hard she lay still until she was calm and then raising her knees and spreading her legs she slipped her fingers inside again.

Rubbing and stroking, she felt so slutty. She squeezed and rubbed her clit. The sensations ebbed and flowed and every time she reached her peak she would stop, wait, and then start again. Over and over, such exquisite torture.

At precisely 9.30 as her Mistress had ordered, sue stopped playing. Panting and gasping she lay still and forced her arms to stay by her side, the temptation to carry on until she climaxed was intense, the slightest touch would send her over the edge.

She groaned in despair, her forced stopping and starting was driving her insane.

MistressV looked at the clock, 10p.m. By now her little slave girl would be extremely frustrated, driven almost beyond the limits of her endurance. She had made her slave stimulate herself to edge of cumming and then made her stop, over and over all night long. It must have driven her to distraction. She had been suffering all night, getting progressively more and more worked up and now it was going to get a great deal worse.

It gave Mistress V such a buzz to control sue like this, to control her orgasms. It made her feel so powerful. She was discovering the more she toyed and teased sue the more it turned her on. Sue’s submissiveness and obedience towards her was so exciting.

She could tell sue was following her orders perfectly because of the detailed e-mails she insisted sue send back to her at the end of each session in which she was to describe everything, how she felt and what she did.

It gave Mistress V such a powerful sexual rush to know the power she had over her slave.

She thought of sue lying naked on her bed, so frustrated and desperate to cum. Her fingers stroked and slid deeply into her pussy as she worked her way to another powerful orgasm.

At exactly 10 Porno izle p.m. as her Mistress had ordered sue knelt on her bed, her face pressed into the pillow and her naked bottom raised in the air.

She poured the lubricant between the cheeks of her bottom and used her thumb to press the thick smears of gel into her anus. The gel was cold and slippery and it dribbled down the cheeks of her bottom. She slowly inserted her thumb and carefully twisted it back and forth to soften the tight muscle until her thumb could enter with relative ease.

She was breathing deeply and quickly now and she screwed up her eyes as she prepared herself for what was to come. She placed the tip of the plug against the muscle and pushed. The tip of the plug entered, its broad softness beginning to stretch her. She pushed slowly and felt it slide inside her making her gasp.

Panting, her body quivering, she nudged it further in and a groan of pleasure escaped her lips. The feeling of having her rear filled grew more and more intense; the sensation of being forcibly stretched made her pussy ache and twitch.

She pushed again and felt it slide deeper inside her, hard and solid filling her, it felt unbelievably exquisite. She squirmed and arched her back, she felt stuffed and stretched and full.

Her body felt as though it had been invaded and abused. She felt so subservient, so submissive and humiliated. Her face burned with the shameful pleasure she felt.

With the plug deeply embedded sue rolled over on to her back, she could feel its hard solidness stretching her, forcing her cheeks wide apart. She moaned and reached for the vib, her breasts rising and falling with each ragged breath. Spreading her legs wide she slid the vib between the hot slick folds of her vulva and deep in to her pussy. She lay still for a moment drinking in the delicious sensation of being filled and stretched both front and rear. The vibrations in her pussy made her whimper and moan and she thrust the vib in and out feeling its hardness send shivers right through her. Warmth rippled through her pussy and her clit hardened and ached, she moaned feverishly and tossed her head from side to side. With a cry of frustration she forced herself to stop, her body jerking and writhing, her legs slithering across the bed as she frantically fought back another orgasm.

She lay still, her pussy throbbed with the urgent to cum, the sensation was almost too much to control and she shuddered with pleasure.

Again she slid the vib past her soaking folds pushing it deep in side her and at the same time her fingers teased and stroked her clit. Panting fast and shallowly she was agonisingly close to climaxing. She threw her head back and groaned, biting down on her lip and writhing on the bed.

Her whole body was washed with frustrated pleasure, her pussy throbbed from the relentless attention and her clit was swollen and ached like mad.

She wished she could let go and let her orgasm wash over her but she was a slave, she was the property of her Mistress and she must prove her devotion through her obedience.

She moaned feverishly and felt between her thighs to find the soft wet lips of her sex. Her fingers slid through the fleshy folds deep inside her where they stroked and rubbed. She ground her hips against her hand, squirming twisting. She twisted her fingers and slowly withdrew them bringing a shuddering gasp of ecstatic pleasure.

Her hips began to buck and she arched her back as she almost drove herself to fevered climax.

At precisely 11 p.m. as ordered, sue stopped. Exhausted and breathing hard she lay still, her body slick with perspiration, her thighs spread wide and her knees raised.

She whimpered, her sex was so sensitive it ached and throbbed from the relentless assault she had inflicted on it.

She was agonisingly aroused and the empty hollow unsatisfied sensation made her groan despairingly.

She pleaded and begged to everything that was holy that her Mistress would give her permission to cum tomorrow.

It would be a long sleepless night. Sue left the plug and vib inside her as her Mistress had instructed her to do and she tossed and turned all night. Full of sexual longing and frustration, no matter in what position she lay, the plug and vib kept her agonisingly aroused.

Tomorrow she would beg and plead with her Mistress to show mercy and let her cum. Surely she had deserved it through her devotion and obedience. Her Mistress must let her cum, surely.

Relaxed and pleasantly satisfied from several intense orgasms Mistress V closed her eyes. Her last thoughts before she drifted of to a deep peaceful sleep were of her slave girl. Poor sue, kept constantly aroused and yet kept so frustrated all night. Denying herself any pleasure because her Mistress would not allow it. She suffered all night just to please me.

“Perhaps I’ll let her cum tomorrow. …then again, maybe not.” Mistress V smiled.