Shawna Summers
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John's feminization Halloween is not over! It continues at the hands of Don and Chuck, they take him further into being their private slutty toy! However.... John seems to be enjoying some of the attention he is getting? An insurance "lock" is put in place!
(* This story is a work of fiction and a fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental. Safe sex practices should always be followed.)
“Some party, huh?” Jim came up to me at school on Monday morning.
I shook my head thinking back, “Yeah, though I don’t remember much after the costume contest, I think I passed out.”
“Were you okay getting home?” Jim asked casually.
I briefly wondered if he’d heard anything, but I realized if THAT story had gotten out, I’d have heard about it already! “I guess so, I got home okay,” wanting to dodge the subject, feeling a brief thrill and wave of shame as I remembered sucking Chuck and Don off after the party. Well, okay sucking Chuck, but being face fucked by Don.
I shuddered thinking about the damning pictures they had of me, too. And they wanted me to dress up and go with them again on Friday!
“How did you make out?” I asked wanting to think about something else.
“Oh, mom was pretty sick, and after I got home, El went back out. Still it was a pretty good night,” Jim explained.
“All right, I’ve gotta get going,” I headed off.
Jim waved, “See you later.”
As I headed down the hallway, the bathroom door opened up and Chuck leaned out. He looked around and nodded his head, indicating I should go in. Oh my God! Not here, not now. I was really nervous as I went in.
Don was there, leaning against the sinks, casually smoking a cigarette. “Oh good,” was all he said, and smiled evilly.
He dug into a bag that was next to him. I looked back, I guess Chuck was keeping an eye out.
“Don’t worry, nothing’s gonna happen now. Besides, I’m only interested in you when you’re dressed properly,” I relaxed a bit, glad that was off my mind. “I got some presents for you, make sure you practice with them and are good and ready for Friday.”
He came out of the bag holding several items, the first was a tube of lube. At least he was being considerate, I guess. There was also a butt plug and what was a pretty sizeable dildo. He handed them to me, and I looked at him confused, “But…”
“Yeah, that’s right. They’re for your butt. Get used to them, or you’re gonna wish you had,” he chuckled.
“But I can’t have these! What if someone sees them?”
“Then hide them. Keep them in your bag, or something. I don’t care, just practice with them.” He started to head for the door, “Oh, and I’m going to check later this week, you better have that plug in when I check, or I’m not gonna use any lube when I fuck you Friday.”
He headed out the door, and Chuck looked in briefly giving me a quick smile and a wink. Oddly, he didn’t seem as menacing. Almost like he was flirting with me. I quickly put the toys and lube away before someone else came in and saw them. That would be tough to explain.
I had trouble focusing the rest of that day, wondering about the toys and how things were going to go Friday. I practically ran to get home. I was both dreading and excited about trying out the new toys.
I knew I had plenty of time, so I felt I should get in the mood. So, I pulled out my skirt, panties, corset, bustier, stockings, wig and heels from Halloween night. If I was going to be fucking myself like a slut, I ought to look the part. As I pulled on the panties, I started getting excited, so I tucked my growing hard-on down into the panties. It was a bit uncomfortable, but it gave me a nice feminine look. The corset was going to be tough on my own, but I just tugged as best I could and figured it was fine for me now. If Don wanted it tighter for Friday, he could adjust it or maybe tell me how to do it. The stockings were probably my favorite part, they felt just delicious going on, and really got me into the mood. By the time I slid my skirt, top and heels on, I was pretty worked up and horny and quite ready to go.
As I looked in the mirror and adjusted the wig, I realized I didn’t quite look right. It took me a moment, but I realized I didn’t have any make-up. I went to my mom’s room and looked through her stuff. She had a bit of make-up, but she never wore a lot, so I just did some lipstick and mascara real quick, just enough to make it obvious. I wasn’t sure I could do much more, sure El had showed me how, but I’d never practiced much. It occurred to me, I could probably have Don get that, too. After all, this was his idea, if he wanted it to be good, well then he was going to have to figure it out.
I went back into the bathroom, but since I had never shoved anything up my ass, I wasn’t sure how to get started. I started slowly, rubbing my panty bulge which got me going pretty well, I slid my hand around and started rubbing my ass. I teased myself until I slid my finger along my crack, lightly fingering my hole. My cock was rock hard by this time, it felt like it was trying to rip through my panties. I probed further, slipping the tip of my finger in me. It was a little uncomfortable, but I was pretty worked up, so I barely noticed. Once I got the tip in, I started rubbing my bulge with my other hand. That really got me going, but I couldn’t get my finger in much further.
I grabbed the lube and rubbed some on my finger, rubbing it around my hole. I then tried to slip my finger in again. This time it went much easier and I was able to slide most of my finger with no trouble. I moaned as I rubbed my bulge and slid the finger in and out me. As I did, I wondered what it was going to be like when Chuck and Don fucked me. Oh man, was I actually fantasizing about them? Well, at least I knew I’d be ready to be worked over on Friday night.
With that thought, I decided to try the plug itself. This was a bit bigger than my finger, so I guessed I’d need more lube. I greased up the toy, feeling a bit naughty as I stroked it like a cock. I figured I might as well practice everything and got the dildo out.
I lifted the dildo to my mouth, teasing the tip with my tongue. Thinking back to the last time I had a dick in my mouth, I also pushed the tip of the plug up to my hole, teasing my ass as I took the fake cock in my mouth. I pushed the plug in as I sucked on the cock, loving the feeling of being taken at both ends. The plug got most of the way and hit some resistance. It started to hurt a bit, so I backed off then tried again. I was only getting so far, so I tried again, pushing a little harder. This time it felt like something tore and it hurt quite a bit, but the plug slid all the way in. I was in a weird state for a moment, in a fair amount of pain, but also incredibly turned on. The horny part quickly won out as I sucked harder on the dildo and started rubbing my panty bulge again. I realized the plug was staying in by itself, so I didn’t worry about that and instead focused on sucking and rubbing.
With all this stimulation, it wasn’t long before I couldn’t take any more, and pulled my cock out of my panties. I felt a bit embarrassed thinking my little unit as a “cock” since it barely measured 4 inches. Thinking about the slabs of meat that Chuck and Don had, I compared mine to the dildo. For some bizarre reason, that got me even hornier. I sucked the fake cock deep and stroked myself until I shot my cum, having a huge orgasm.
After I cleaned up and got dressed back in my boy clothes, I left the plug in me. I figured if Don was going to be checking at school, then I’d better get used to having it in a lot. It really wasn’t too uncomfortable, though occasionally I’d sit down and forget I had it in, then I’d get a quick reminder as the plug was pushed hard into me!
I had hoped to try and sleep with it in, but after a few hours, I needed a break. So, took it out before I went to bed. I was surprised how sore my ass was, but then again, I guess that was part of the point of this. Plus, I knew Don would keep his promise of not using lube, so I had a bit of incentive!
The next morning I woke up early since I knew I’d need some extra time to prepare. My ass was still a little sore, so I hoped Don would check early so I didn’t have to have the plug in all day. I briefly wondered what to do about gym, but I figured I’d come up with something.
I made sure to grease up nice and well before I slipped the plug into me. I wasn’t quite as worked up, so it hurt a bit more, but it definitely slid in easier this time. That was just great, I could look forward to being a wide open anal slut in a few days, but I guess that was the idea.
The morning passed uneventfully, and thankfully I hardly noticed the plug except when first sitting down. I will say those molded plastic chairs are not real comfortable on a good day, less so with a plug up your ass.
During lunch, Chuck waved me into another bathroom. He kept lookout again while I went to see Don. He didn’t even say anything, he just motioned for me to spin around and drop my drawers with his hands. Apparently I wasn’t even worth talking to. So, I turned and dropped to show the plug firmly seated in my ass.
Don grunted, then added, “Good girl, nice to see you follow directions so well. Make sure you bring your slut-wear to school on Friday, we’re going right over to my place afterwards so I can bang that little hole of yours. Oh, and don’t worry about gym, you’ve got a medical excuse for the rest of the week. Maybe longer if needed.”
I briefly wondered what that meant, but was fumbling to pull my pants back up as he handed me my “medical excuse” for gym. I did manage to find some courage to speak up, “Uhh… I was thinking about one thing…”
Don snorted, “Sluts shouldn’t think, it gets in the way of them taking dick and cum.” He and Chuck laughed, then added, “What were you thinking?”
“Well, I uhm… don’t have any make-up for Friday. I know you said you wanted me dressed… appropriately.”
Don nodded, “I don’t really see where that’s my problem. Find something, I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”
Well, shit, so much for that idea. Chuck and Don headed out as I sorted myself out. I wondered if he’d check again, or if I was safe to remove the plug now. I decided to go ahead and take it out and just hope he would only checked once.
As it turned out, he only checked one more time that week, on Thursday. Then he didn’t have me drop trou. He just asked if I was full. I nodded and he just laughed, saying he trusted me, because I knew better than to lie to him. While that was true, I also hated to admit it, but I was getting to enjoy my new toys. My ritual had become set each night, I’d come home after school, get dressed then plug myself. I’d suck off the dildo until I was really worked up. Then I’d pull out the plug and drive the dildo home, fucking myself hard and fast until I stroked my little cock and came like mad. I think I was getting addicted; just the thought of having the plug or the dildo up my ass got me rock hard.
I was even looking forward to Friday night and finding out what a real slut I could be, but first I knew I had to get some make-up and probably some new stockings and panties. As luck would have it, Jim’s sister El, wound up coming to my rescue.
She grabbed me after class one day, “Hey I hope you had fun on Halloween. I know the rest of us sure did!”
I turned three shades of red, but tried my best to contain my embarrassment, “Yeah, I did have a good time. Probably too much to drink, but I guess that happens.”
“Yeah well, since you didn’t come home with us, we never got your costume back,” she said.
“Oh yeah, geez. Sorry about that. You know, I’m not even sure what happened to it.”
“Oh no biggie, most of it was stuff from the thrift shop any way, Hell, Jim trashed his stockings! The shoes and the corset would be the big things if you can find those. They were a bit expensive.”
“Oh I feel bad about that, where would I be able to find a store where I could get replacements?” I asked trying to sound casual.
I’m not sure if I succeeded because she gave me a sideways look, but then added, “Yeah, sure that would work. There are a couple places close by.” She gave me the names. Second Chance was a thrift shop, but the other was the Erotic Boutique. I didn’t recognize it, but it sounded interesting.
So, now I needed to buy some make-up, plus replacement clothes for El, and some new stockings and panties, since I was sure even with washing mine weren’t going to last long.
The make-up was actually pretty easy. It occurred to me that the supermarket had a cosmetics section. So, I just got what I needed there and went through the self-service check out. No one ever even gave me a second glance. I knew the other stuff wouldn’t be quite that easy, but I certainly hoped so.
I decided to give both of them a dry run, and the thrift store would probably be pretty easy. There were clothes all over the place in different styles and sizes, so no one even noticed me going in, and the clerk hardly paid any attention to the fairly neutral pair of shorts I bought. I’d need to come back when I could browse a bit easier, but I did see a surprising number of fetish wear in the women’s section, including corsets and heels. Maybe I would get lucky, but next time I decided.
I checked out the boutique and I wasn’t even sure how that would work. It was a fairly small store, with several clerks, and it looked like they gave everyone personal service. I just ducked in, checked it out and ducked back out. I was amazed by the selection and the stuff they had. I saw clothes in leather, rubber and types of clothes and things I didn’t recognize. Then again, it also occurred to me, this was a business and this was what they did. I doubt they’d care what I was buying. Hell, they might even help me! I just still wasn’t sure I had the guts. Maybe next time, I figured.
During this time, I also started to wonder about this arrangement and how long it would go on. After all, it occurred to me that I was being blackmailed for a few pics taken on a night when I was pretty trashed. I briefly wondered if I could just take the hit and deal with being called a cocksucker around school for a few years.
I mean, I knew none of the girls would come near me, but hell, while I was being Don’s bitch, that wasn’t going to happen anyway. I decided this weekend I should try and see if I could get some terms. Maybe I could get them to delete the photo after a certain time or something. I knew he wouldn’t like it, but I also figured he didn’t want to lose a sure piece of ass either.
Suffice it to say, I was both excited about, and dreading, Friday. It came quickly enough. Chuck tracked me down right after school, “You got everything?”
I nodded and held up a second book bag. This was an older book bag, but I doubted most people would notice I wasn’t leaving with my usual bag.
Chuck led me out to where Don was sitting waiting with his car. He was smoking as we climbed in and drove off. Like I said, I was both nervous and excited. Chuck had the music blaring pretty loud, so he and Don didn’t really talk for the drive over. So I just watched, thankfully it was a quick drive. Don lived about 10 minutes away, so it was over pretty quickly.
They hopped out and headed into the house, pretty much ignoring me. Once we got in, Don opened a door and headed down a set of stairs into the basement. It was a finished basement with a couple rooms. One was a TV room with a couch, a chair, table, an ottoman and a little fridge. There was another room with a workout bench and weights. There was a small bathroom off to the side with a small shower and everything.
Chuck flicked the light on for the bathroom, “This enough space for you?”
“Yeah, but I might still need help with the corset, afterwards,” I nodded.
Chuck smiled, “No problem, I’ll tighten you up. Obviously, Don don’t want to see you until your dressed and ready to go.”
“Okay, thanks,” I turned into the bathroom.
Chuck smiled and headed off.
I closed the door and opened my bag. I started pulling out my stuff. I laid everything out, to make sure I had it all. I’d only had a couple days to practice with the make-up, but I knew that would take the most time. So, I figured best to start there. Of course, once I started, my hands were shaking pretty bad because I was so nervous. So, I decided to wait and get dressed first instead.
I slipped on the garters and stockings. The stockings helped calm me a bit, such a delicious feeling. I started getting less nervous and more in the mood. I quickly pulled the panties up and tucked my rapidly growing hard-on away. I knew that wasn’t going to be wanted, at least not by them. I could feel the panties push against the plug that seemed like it was a part of my ass now.
I slipped the corset around my waist and tightened it as much as I could myself. I stopped and admired myself in the mirror. I wished I had bigger tits, but the corset sure helped make it look like I had some. I wondered briefly about inserts, I wasn’t sure how those worked, but I figured the boutique would probably have some. I felt a slight twinge of excitement on seeing myself. I couldn’t believe I was getting turned on looking at myself, but I had to admit, I looked pretty good.
I quickly moved to my make-up knowing that Don would be getting impatient. I know he probably didn’t care if my make-up looked good, but I did. It was weird, I knew I was just going to get fucked like a cheap hooker, but I still wanted to look good while I was used. That seemed kind of weird to me, but oh well.
I put on some foundation and powder. I was still trying to figure out how to get a nice look with this stuff, but thankfully, I didn’t have a lot of facial hair to worry about covering. Still I was able to get a nice even coverage and get everything blended in smoothly. I took a close look. I wasn’t sure if this was a good color for my skin tone, but I figured it would certainly do for now.
I did the eyes next with the mascara and eye shadow, trying to remember everything El did while putting this stuff on. I know she talked about getting a smoky look, but I just wanted to get a nice look without having raccoon eyes. The mascara was probably the hardest part. Whenever I practiced, I’d either smear some under my eyes or it would get stuck in big clumps. So, I took my time and got a nice easy coverage. I briefly wondered what fake eyelashes were like, but figured I wasn’t ready for that yet.
Next was the lipstick, which was thankfully kind of easy. Bright slut red was the only choice. I checked myself out and thought I looked pretty good. The make-up clearly wasn’t as good as on Halloween night, but it looked good enough. Certainly good enough for what they had in mind.
I flipped on my wig, trying to brush it out as much as I could. It didn’t look as nice as I liked, but it didn’t look like a rat’s nest either. I’d have to learn more about styling hair, I guessed. I quickly slipped on my skirt, top and shoes. Took one last look in the mirror, blew myself a kiss and headed out the door. I could hear the TV on and judging by the noise, it was some kind of porn film. Well, I guess didn’t need to worry if they would be in the mood.
Chuck came around the corner and looked me up and down. He smiled, “Looking good. Did you still want some help with the corset?”
I nodded, not really trusting myself to speak yet. Chuck stepped around behind me, took hold of the laces and pulled a bit. “Take a deep breath,” he said, his lips very close to my ear. I inhaled and he yanked the laces hard, surprising me and really getting that corset nice and tight. For some reason that just turned me on more as did his mouth by my ear. “Better?” he asked. Again, I just nodded, surprised how turned on I was by this guy who for all intents and purposes was getting ready to rape me. I guess I was in for it either way, might as well enjoy it.
“Much better,” I purred back, trying to sound as lustful as I could. “Thanks for tightening me up,” I smiled back at him.
He smiled too, “Any time, and I do mean that.”
I smiled bigger, then turned back and strode around the corner, shaking my ass for all it was worth, trying to give him a good show. I peeked back and could see was shaking his head as he watched my ass. That was kind of fun.
I came around the corner and Don saw me. He lowered the volume on the TV. “Damn, bitch. You look pretty good. Well, you look like a cheap fucking hooker, but I like that, so I guess that’s good,” he stated while his eyes explored every inch of me. I walked slowly, shaking my ass and hoping my tits were shaking too. “Come over here and sit down,” he patted his lap. I swished over to him, my heels making soft noises on the thin carpet. I sat down and he pulled me onto his lap. He turned the volume back up on the TV and pulled me into him.
My eyes were drawn to the screen as I watched one girl having sex with four guys. It was pretty mesmerizing. I felt Don’s hands on my thighs, my back and my ass. That was just adding to my arousal.
He laughed a bit, “Like that?” He said close to my ear. Dammit, why did that turn me on so much? I was getting so horny I couldn’t think straight.
I nodded and let out a soft moan as he ran his hand up my stockinged thigh and along my ass.
“It’s awesome isn’t it, seeing her taking all that cock and wanting more,” he said. “Just like a good slut, she always wants more cock.” He finished by putting my hand on his bulge. I ran my hand along the length, feeling the thickness through his jeans. I licked my lips as I unzipped his pants, wanting to feel that monster cock again. I really wanted it, I was worked up like a bitch in heat, and I knew just what it was going to take.
I slid to my knees as I took his already hardening cock in my hand. I began to lightly stroke it as I flicked my tongue along the tip, tasting the pre-cum. I quickly licked up and down, sliding under to briefly tongue his balls. He was making lots of little moans and groans, so I guessed this was pretty good.
I licked back up and took the head in my mouth, sliding my lips down, trying to get it nice and wet, using lots of spit. I slid back and forth a few times like that, getting my mouth used to the feeling. I guess practicing with that dildo was paying off.
Don looked at me, “Yeah, suck my cock, you little slut. Get me nice and hard and wet so I can fuck your tight little ass.”
His dirty talk was getting my cock throbbing. And every time my cock throbbed, I felt my ass contract around the plug. Which was just working me up even more. I started bobbing on his cock with a nice steady rhythm, feeling the thickness sliding along my lips, the tip sliding deep in my mouth and after a few minutes, into my throat.
“Oh yeah, take it deep you little sissy whore,” Don snarled at me. I was getting so worked up, I couldn’t stand it. I was going to need to stroke myself, and soon.
A few more minutes of me bobbing on his cock and Don pushed me back. I gasped, wiping some of the spit off my mouth as I panted, I was ready for anything now.
Don just grabbed me and spun me around. He smacked my ass and I yelped, but pushed my ass back for more. He hiked up my skirt and pulled my panties aside. He grabbed the plug and pulled it out. It popped out and I gasped slightly, feeling strangely empty.
For a moment nothing happened, and I looked back. I saw him with a tube of lube, greasing up his cock. I was glad, but I was also in a state of cock-lust and I wanted him to fuck me.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you all taken care of, besides you got other things to focus on,” Don stated as he kneeled behind me.
I looked up and saw Chuck kneel in front of me, presenting his cock to me. I attacked it like it was my last meal. Slobbering up on it and sucking hard and deep pretty quickly. I was really worked up now. As I got bobbing on Chuck’s cock, Don slid his greased up pole to my ass and slid it against my rosebud. He pushed gently and slid in quite deep.
I gasped around Chuck’s cock with the feeling of being so filled, and he wasn’t even all the way in yet. “I think she likes it,” I heard Don say. Chuck grunted in agreement as I started in again on his cock, sucking it like it my life depended on it.
Don slid back a bit, then pushed in deep going most of the way in. I moaned around Chuck’s cock, amazed that it both hurt and felt good at the same time. Don then pulled all the way out to just the tip and pushed hard, slamming all the way home.
I had to stop and gasp and moan as he started fucking me. He got a nice rhythm going and I started sucking Chuck’s cock with about the same rhythm. I realized the noises we were making with lots of sucking, fucking, moans and groans, sounded a lot like the noises from the TV.
Chuck gasped at one point, “My god, your ass is tight, good thing you used that plug, or I’d be tearing you open right now.”
It still felt like I was impaled on something, but the nice rhythm was more than making up for any discomfort. I also focused in on Chuck’s cock in my mouth that let me not think about any discomfort. Once I was really worked up, I started sneaking my hand down to fondle my bulge. I wasn’t quite full staff since the panties were holding me, but I was as hard as I could get otherwise.
Don started picking up speed and I again had to take a break from Chuck’s cock to gasp for air. As he sped up, he also started smacking my ass. This had me pulling away on the smack, then pushing back as he drove in, so that soon he was literally slamming into my ass. I could feel his thighs hitting mine, his balls slapping against me. He was grunting a lot and I figured it wouldn’t be long now.
Sure enough a minute later, he grabbed my hips, pulled me tight and grunted. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me. It was such a dirty feeling taking his load deep inside me. I really did feel like a slut. Of course, that both thrilled and embarrassed me.
I wasn’t real sure what to do now, so I went back to work on Chuck’s cock. After just a short time to catch his breath, Don pulled out of me. Again there was a slight pop, a little wetter this time. “Chuck, you want some of this?”
“Oh hell yeah,” Chuck said as he pulled his cock out of my mouth. Don smacked me on the ass again, and I turned my ass to Chuck. He quickly lined up with my hole and slid his cock up my ass. It felt nice to be full again, and I gasped with the penetration.
“Like that cunt?” Don asked me as he leaned into my face. I just nodded, biting my lip as Chuck found a nice pace. “Well, while you’re enjoying that, clean me off.”
Don shoved his cock into my mouth. At first, I was a bit revolted, after all this had just been up my ass, but I realized that was what he wanted and he’d get it one way or another. So, I sucked the cum and lube off his softening cock. Thankfully he didn’t keep it there long.
“That’s a good little cum dump, why don’t you go ahead and start playing with yourself, show us how much you like being fucked like a cheap hooker,” Don laughed.
I reached back and started playing with my bulge, moaning more and more. I quickly put my face on the floor as I reached back with both hands, pulling my panties down and freeing my trapped cock. It sprang to rock hardness quickly and I started stroking it.
“Let me hear you, slut,” Don said. “Do you like it?”
“Oh god, yes, I love it,” I moaned as I rubbed myself.
“You like that big dick?” he prompted.
“I love it, I love having a big cock up my ass and in my mouth, feeling it, uhg, pounding away,” I grunted and groaned like a whore.
“What do you want, slut? You want more cock?”
“I want him to cum up ass, and I want more cock, more cum. I want to be taken and used, oh my!”
Chuck started picking up the pace, I guess the dirty talk got him going. Soon he was pounding into my ass for all he worth. I was rubbing and stroking myself, I hoped he was going to cum soon, because I couldn’t last much longer.
Soon, I felt him push deep and grunt as he shot his load, I quickly came all over myself, too. I immediately slumped onto the floor, so tired and exhausted I couldn’t keep my head up. I vaguely felt Chuck pull out and I collapsed all the way to the floor. I heard Don say, “I’m gonna plug you up so you don’t leak all over the floor.” He pushed the butt plug back into me and pulled my panties up.
I lay there on the floor panting and a little dizzy, feeling pretty well spent. My ass was probably going to be kind of sore, but for the moment I was just enjoying the feeling of being well "used". I must have dozed off because when I woke they were both plopped on the couch, watching a game. I got up straightened my stockings and smoothed down my skirt. My goodness, I had just been fucked up the ass twice, and I was worried about how I looked. At some point, one of my heels had come off, so I slipped the other one off and went to the bathroom.
I cleaned up as well as I could, and redid my make-up. I checked myself out in the mirror and thought I did a pretty good job. It wasn’t the best, but I didn’t think they’d really care too much. I turned and checked myself out in the mirror realizing I looked pretty hot, it was no wonder they were all over me. I looked like a slut who was ready to be used, and I couldn’t believe I was getting horny again already. I guess if you’re going to look like a slut, you might as well act like one too.
I grabbed my one shoe and walked back out to look for the other. As I walked out, I realized I wasn’t going to be as ready as I thought. I could definitely feel the plug in my ass, but my ass was pretty sore overall. I had enjoyed being taken, but I wasn’t sure if my ass would be able to take another round. At least not yet anyway.
I found the other heel and slipped it on. As I came back around into the main room, Don spotted me, “There’s our little slut. Go grab us some beers, bitch.”
I nodded and headed back up the stairs, my heels clicking the whole way up. I could also feel some of their cum leaking out of me and getting my panties all wet and sticky. So help me, that was getting me even hornier. Apparently, I was a born slut.
I clicked my way into the kitchen and went over to the fridge. As I opened it and looked for the drinks, I heard someone behind me say, “Goddamn!”
I about jumped out of my skin, but managed to keep from yelling out loud. An older man was standing there, holding a beer and was looking me up and down. I assumed it was Don’s dad, but I’d never met him.
“Are you Don’s new girl?” he asked nonchalantly, like he found girls dressed like hookers in his kitchen all the time.
I just nodded, I was a little afraid to speak since I wasn’t sure how much he knew about me, or Don's bitches.
“You’re a hot little number, was you the one making all the racket down there?” I blushed about six shades of red as I realized he must have heard at least some of my "Deflowering." And the thought that someone heard it was getting me even hornier. I was starting to get worried about myself…
I nodded and looked around nervously. He smiled, “Well, help yourself to whatever’s in the fridge.” He turned and headed back down the hallway, but called back, “And feel free to stop up if you want to see where Don learned everything.”
I opened the fridge grabbed two beers and got a glass of water for myself. I gulped down a lot of the water right away. I didn’t realize how thirsty I’d gotten. I tucked the beers in my arm and carefully made my way down the steps. Man! Walking down steps in heels was a bitch! If my hands weren’t full, I would have stopped and taken the heels off, but I was afraid if I tried that, I’d slip. So, I just wobbled as best I could.
I finally got back down, and Don looked over, “What took so damn long?”
“I ran into a guy, your dad, I guess?” I handed him one of the beers and set my water down.
Chuck and Don laughed, “Ran into the old man, huh? What did he say?” Don didn’t seem real worried.
“He just said I was hot, and that if I wanted to know where you learned everything to stop up,” I handed the other beer to Chuck.
Don laughed some more, “Well, the good news is he’s probably so sauced he won’t even remember you were here.”
“Well, I was afraid to talk, I wasn’t sure if he’d be able to tell,” I shrugged.
“Nah, that old bastard’s probably so drunk he’d never be able to tell, or care probably,” Don laughed. “Come here, slut.”
I walked over to him, and he grabbed my arm, “He’s right about one thing, you are fucking hot.” He pulled me onto his lap and draped his arm over me. It was actually kind of nice. He did grab a hold of my ass with his free hand, but it was kind of nice, so I snuggled in and watched the game, too.
At some point around halftime, the hand on my ass started rubbing me. Then squeezing my cheeks, and finally Don slid his hand under my skirt and started playing with my ass cheeks.
“Damn girl, you’re leaking,” he said seeing my cum soaked panties. “I guess your friend doesn’t hold all of that in there.” Before I could respond he started playing with my butt plug.
“Ohhh…” was all I could manage to reply, as my clit started poking up again. I could feel Don’s cock stirring in his pants, and it was pushing up against my leg. I started stroking his semi-hard cock through his jeans while he toyed with my plug more.
“Oh yeah, you like that nice big cock, huh slut?” Don said close to my ear, his lips touching my neck. He nibbled softly on my ear and I groaned as he pushed the plug up into me. I was getting pretty worked up and started humping back as he pushed the plug in me. My ass was a little sore, but it still felt really good.
I was rubbing Don’s cock harder, and he was fully aroused now. He nibbled my ear more, “You want that cock again?”
I nodded as I bit my lip, trying to keep some semblance of control.
Don smiled and stopped playing with my plug. I groaned, but he just pushed me off his lap, “Get on your knees, bitch.” He started unbuckling his pants. I kneeled before him and helped undo the buckle and unzipped his fly. I slid his underwear off his cock and it sprang to attention in front of me. I wasted no time, wrapping my lips around his cock and working it like a bitch in heat. Don pushed me back a little, “Take your time, worship my cock, treat it like it’s your favorite thing in the world. We’ve got all kinds of time, no need to rush.”
So, I slowed down, working my lips and mouth slowly up and down the shaft. Setting a nice slow pace, taking my time, and basically making love to his cock. He would moan and make little grunts of approval.
After several minutes of this, he pushed me back, “Let’s make things more interesting, shall we?”
I shrugged, not really sure what he had in mind. “Chuck, come over and let her work on you, while I get her ready.”
I felt like something ominous was coming, but that thought went out of my head when Chuck’s cock was presented to me. I took my time working slowly on him, too. I worked every inch of his dick, slowly and passionately. After a few minutes, I heard Don moving behind me and thought I was about to get taken anally again. So, I was surprised when he grabbed my arms and pulled them behind my back. I felt soft rope wrapping around my wrists and realized I was now going to be a bondage slut. The idea turned me on even more and I began really working on Chuck’s cock.
“I think she likes it, Don,” he laughed, wrapping his fingers in my hair and started controlling my head, since my arms were now useless to defend myself, I let him use my mouth.
I then felt more rope wrap around my ankles, cinching them together, then even more around my knees. Don pulled over a large ottoman and not so gently tossed me onto it so my head was over one side and my ass was hanging over the other side. Not only had I been trussed up like a turkey, but I was apparently going to get roasted like one.
With my arms and legs trapped, I was basically a play toy for them, and they took full advantage of it. Chuck was already at my head, so he stood in front of me and presented his cock to me again. I started licking and sucking as best I could, while I felt Don hike up my skirt, pull down my panties and remove my plug again.
I felt that emptiness, but it was replaced by his cock just a few moments later. I groaned as he entered me, slightly sore, but loving the feeling of being so full. Don laughed, “I think she likes that, too, Chucky.”
“Yeah, she’s a real cock-loving sissy slut,” he replied as he started thrusting into me getting a nice pace going. “And I think she likes being treated like a sissy bitch, too.”
He made his point by smacking my ass hard as he thrust into me. I moaned around Chuck’s cock as best I could, but he was getting into it and was starting to thrust harder and faster into my mouth and down my throat.
I started making all sorts of gagging and throat noises. That seemed to spur them both on even more. “Oh yeah, choke on my cock you piece of fuck meat,” Chuck grunted as he grabbed my head started face fucking me.
Don started slamming into my ass, pounding away at my asshole and punctuating it by smacking my ass every couple strokes. All this spanking and fucking and bondage had my clitty trying to poke through my panties, but they were just pulled down in the back, so I couldn’t get enough sensation, but I was super horny and I was trying to see if I could get enough friction to get me off. However, that was just frustrating me more.
I couldn’t groan, I couldn’t rub myself off, I was truly helpless and they were taking advantage of it. Chuck was clearly getting off on sliding his cock all the way down my throat and hearing me make all the noises. He had his hands on the back of my head and was just shoving his cock into me and pushing me deeper onto it at the same time. And for whatever reason being his little cock toy was getting me even more worked up. However since it was also hard to breathe most of the time I did hope he was going to finish quickly… but not too soon!
Don was like a machine, hands gripping my ass as he pounded away at me, making little animal grunting noises. All this punctuated with a meaty smack of my ass every few strokes.
Chuck started muttering something over and over, then he suddenly pulled his cock out and started stroking it in front of my face. He grabbed my chin and tilted my face up as far I could in this position and then grunted, “Oh yeah, here it comes, bitch.” He came all over my face, giving me my first facial and making me feel even cheaper than when they came in my mouth last time. His cum covering most of my face, Chuck then put his cock back to my lips and milked out a few last drops of his seed, “Lick it clean, my little cum slut.”
So, I dutifully licked his member until it was nice and clean. I could feel the jizz dripping down my face, so I tried to keep my head tilted back, but it was hard to hold like that especially with Don pounding away at my ass.
Don leaned down close to my ear, “How’s my little slut doing? Got a nice load on your face, huh? Looks good. Well, you look like a fucking porn star, but I like that.” He reached his hand to my panties and lightly stroked my clitty, that got a surge out of me and I tried desperately to keep that contact.
“Oh, worked up are we cunt?” he laughed evilly as he slowed his pace working my hole deeply and steadily.
I nodded, “Yes, oh god yes.”
He smacked my ass hard, making me jump a bit in my bonds, “Yes, what?”
“Yes, Sir,” I figured was where he was going.
“Good, slut. Now, how bad do you want to get off?” I could almost hear the ear to ear smile.
“Oh Sir, so bad, please? Please can I cum? I want to cum so bad?” I felt like I was on the verge of tears I was begging so much.
Don laughed more, “What’s it worth to you?”
“Oh Sir, anything, please! Please? I need to cum!”
“Anything bitch? That’s a lot to offer up?” he stated.
“Yes Sir, anything, please?” I stupidly replied.
“Remember you said that, because you are mine now. You’re my little sissy slut until I get bored and kick your ass to curb,” he stated triumphantly. “Now say it slut, say your mine.”
Something in my brain tried to warn me to protest, but I was so cock-crazed and horny that I ignored it. “Sir, I’m your little sissy slut. Please use me as your little fuck toy until you get bored with me!”
With that he slid my panties off and my clitty sprang to life. I was being stroked off at the same time as his pounding on my ass. I heard Chuck’s voice then, right by my ear too, “You enjoying that?”
Don picked up his pace, and I realized Chuck was stroking me. “Answer him slut, he’s your Master, too.”
“Yes Sir, thank you for playing with me. It feels so amazing while… uh… oh! I’m being… pounded!” Don really picked up his pace and so did Chuck. I hoped he was going to cum, because I sure was.
Don slid his hand inside my top and started playing with nipples, pinching and pulling while he stroked me. I was beyond words, just grunting and groaning as I got close, “Oh Sir! I’m gonna… I’m gonna… oh!” I started cumming like mad, bucking and thrashing as I did. While I was having my ultra intense orgasm, that must have set Don off, because he grabbed me and came deep in me.
I flopped on the ottoman as best I could, bound like I was. I was trying to catch my breath and not pass out since that was really intense.
Chuck said, “Stick out your tongue, I got a present for you slut.” I obediently put out my tongue and tasted the salty sweetness of cum. “Lick up all that sissy cum,” he laughed, clearly enjoying feeding me my own spending. I licked it up, realizing that mine tasted a bit different than theirs. Great, now I was becoming a cum connoisseur. I licked his hand clean. While this was going on, I was pulled back a bit off the ottoman I was on. So, that just my chest was resting there. I still couldn’t see since Chuck’s load was mostly coating my eyes.
I felt something being done with my now soft cock and balls. There was a fair amount of pushing and pulling, some of which wasn’t real comfortable. I wasn’t sure what was going on until I felt something like a ring around myself. What where they doing? It felt like something was pushed against my soft clitty, and then I heard a very ominous click.
“Oh yeah, that looks nice. Clean her up a bit Chucky, I want her to see her new present,” Don laughed.
Chuck wiped my face off with something and my hands and legs were untied. I immediately looked down, very surprised to see something like a pink plastic cage around my cock with a ring encircling my cock and balls. I could see a small black lock on the top of it. With the pink, it was actually kind of pretty, I had a feeling what it was, but had to ask, “What is it?”
I looked up at Don as he answered, “That’s my insurance, and your chastity cage.” He held the key up, “If your ass wants to cum, it’s going to be when, where and how I want.”
Continued in Dressed for a Trick, or a Treat 3
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