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I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I stood outside the motel room door,
As per our chat a few days prior, we agreed on a few specific facts before I ever arrived at the motel room.
****
1) It was undeniable that I was a cock-addicted, cum-hungry sissy faggot that needed to be used and abused by men. It was a universal constant that I couldn't ignore,
2) Once I stepped into the motel room, I would be acknowledging the aforementioned facts, and the understanding that a sissy faggot cannot be relied on to understand it's true nature let alone embrace it... that all sissy faggots need guidance and direction because they often have no will of their own to pursue their true selves. They needed to submit not only to what they are, but to a man who would not only teach her to be all the faggot she could be, but take complete ownership and control over her existence. A sissy faggot needed to submit to complete and total ownership and allow herself to be enslaved and give up any illusion of rights they thought they had.
3) Once the door shut, there would be no going back. No second thoughts. No second guessing or changing of one's mind. I would be in his domain, and he would take complete control over my existence for the next 48 hours.
****
I hesitated as he stood there with the door open; it felt like my heart stopped for a moment as I looked into the darkened room. I could see others in there, but he had said there would be a few of his friends that might show up.
I glanced back over my shoulder and everyone's eyes were definitely on me.
My knee length shiny metallic gold trenchcoat with my stocking'd legs peeking out from it's hem and 6" stripper heels made me look like the quintessential prostitute. I knew underneath I looked like something totally different, something that would invite men to not give me the slightest bit of respect, as some may have considered me to be a pricey whore.
I wondered what they thought I was worth. And I knew they would consider me worthless if they saw the dress I wore underneath.
I looked back to him and nodded slightly and stepped into the dark room.
I stepped to the side and he slowly shut the door behind me, watching the expression on my face as he slowly pushed the door closed, accentuating the latching of the lock as he did.
"I'm so glad you came, sissy."
I quickly glanced around the room.
A man had been standing back toward the bathroom with a video camera.. it's red light slowly flashing, indicating that he was recording. Another man sat on the 2nd bed.
And down on the floor was another sissy..
Face down.... arms bound to her body with rope lashed over her shoulders... wrists wrapped together with more rope, binding her in a box-style shibari binding... from the knot above her wrists, another rope was drawn back to her ankles, also bound in rope.. with additional lengths of rope looping between the sole and the spike of her heels, essentially locking her shoes on her feet.. I saw even more rope bonds securing her knees together... and the faint telltale strap of a gag of some sort wrapped around her head, which was turned away from me. She wore a black wig.. and her outfit consisted of a short black vinyl maid uniform trimmed in white vinyl ruffles and black lace top stockings that were barely obscured by a fluffy petticoat.
The hogtie they had her in looked hellishly delightful. I couldn't take my eyes off her.
She looked so cheap in that outfit, as though it had been bought from a seedy porn shop, but I could tell it was custom made for her.
"Admiring my friend's little sissy faggot sex slave?"
His voice caught me off guard; he was behind me talking directly into my ear, his body pressed up against mine already."We wanted you to immediately see what we had in mind for you tonight. See your reaction.."
His arms wrapped around my body.. one scooping up my breasts into his forearm with a hand cupping one of them firmly... his other arm snaked down around my waist and hip and between my legs..
He was testing to see if I was hard.. and to see if I had locked myself in the chastity device he sent me in the package earlier in the week.
"mm. Hard, but helpless" he chuckled as he grasped my chastity-strained cock and squeezed the balls firmly.
I reflexively pulled away, which just pushed my hips into his crotch.
I could hear his grin. "Already wanting it in your ass?"
The other men laughed, catching my attention.
3 men. Another sissy.
He moved his hands to my upper arms and took firm hold of them, positioning me around the room toward a chair. "No going back, faggot. Welcome to the life you've always fantasized about. You're going to love this."
He stood me in front of the chair and then reached around, undoing the belt and 3 button closure on my coat.. he pulled it open, and I shuddered as I heard the reaction from the other men.
"Oh my god, she's perfect. Where did you find her?"
"You HAVE to keep this one."
My mind buzzed with fear and excitement as the skirt of my pink satin sissy dress poofed outward; the white lace of my petticoat fluffing my figure up.. my perfectly round tits framed and silky smooth in the fitted dress.. the white satin ribbon tied around my waist, divvying up the visual flow of my appearance.. poofy satin shoulders and everything trimmed in delicate white floral lace...
"heh, we need to put her in sissy heels, not slutty stripper heels.." one of the men said. "Save the prostitute look for when we take her out later."
"I agree." the man behind me said as he placed his hands atop my shoulders and pushed me down into the chair, sliding his grip down over my smoothly shaven arms, and pulling my wrists behind my back...
The sound of a ratcheting handcuff filled the room, and I felt the cold steel secure itself around my wrist.. and then the other.. he leaned over my shoulder and put his hands between my knees, spreading them wide open. I obeyed, and didn't resist. He disappeared for a moment as the man with the video camera moved around the room, recording my predicament step by step, as I was restrained even further with ankle cuffs locked around my ankles and a chain pulled taut between them and up to my handcuffs, securing me to the chair..
"I love watching a sissy faggot as she is being enslaved for the first time."
.. enslaved. I was being restrained.. I was already helpless and a panic began to swell from within me,
The men's expressions knew this look on a faggot's face, but they only smiled as they watched their friend maneuver around behind me.
"Better hurry up before she starts protesting." They all laughed.
"Too late for these sluts, either way."
He lowered a panel gag with a large dildo attachment over my face with one hand and took my face in his other, pulling my mouth open and positioning the tip of the cock between my lips.
"This will help you get ready for the real thing here in a few. And it'll keep you from saying anything that will embarass yourself. You don't have anything worth saying, faggot. Sissies talking is a waste of air..."
He forced the gag into my mouth and held his palm over my face securing it in place as he fastened the strap around my blonde hair. it caused the little ribbons to perk up in my pigtails as he tightened it even more, eliciting a groan from me.
"trust us.. the tighter it is now, the less discomfort you'll have later when we are emptying our cocks down your throat." the man on the bed said.
Finally, my man lowered a wide pink leather collar covered in gemstones in front of me and proceeded to lock it around my neck.
"You belong to me now, sissy. You are my faggot. I own you. Mine...."
I took a deep breath through my nose and adjusted my head... the collar was tight, but snug. I could feel the lock and the O ring dangling at the front and back of my collar...
I was completely helpless now, positioned in such a way that I could see the other sissy laying on the floor, softly struggling against her bonds.
The trio moved in front of me to admire their new sissy faggot sex slave.
"She's a beauty."
"Yeah, she's going to be popular at the glory holes later."
"She looks like she'll fit perfectly sideways, able to accomodate both holes at once.."
"Let's tend to sissy lisa. She's been down there on the floor for a solid hour now. She's probably ready.."
The men rubbed their crotches for a few moments while casting their gazes back and forth between the two of us helpless sissies; ultimately they went to Lisa and hefted her up and rolled her onto the bed in front of me. I was positioned at the foot of it; they were going to give -me- a show.
They positioned her on the motel bed and then proceeded to undo the bindings around her ankles and knees, while the camera guy pulled chains up from each corner of the bed... attached to the ends were black leather cuffs...
They were so fluid in manipulating her bondage; as they spread her knees apart and pulled her ankles down, it sparked a loud painful moan from her.. she must have been so stiff laying there on the motel room floor in such a tight hogtie for so long.. but this didn't slow the men down as they one by one took her ankles into their hands and locked the cuffs around her legs, spreading her wide open.
The 3rd man took her by her hips and lifted her upward as the 2nd one slid a large foam wedge underneath her hips..
She too was locked in chastity.. her's was steel, and there was a steel clamp that was fixed down around her ballsack.. it looked so uncomfortable as it was tilted back and held in place by a steel hook that attached to the underside of it and led up into her cunt...
They were going to do that to me...
My cock strained even harder against my own chastity.. Mine was pink silicone.. but it did the job well.. a connecting pole went from the base of my cock and up across my balls, separating my little podlings into two tight compartments. The harder I got, they more they strained.. the more it hurt.. the more it felt like torture that I couldn't control.
What came next surprised me..
One took a pink pill from a container and unceremoniously pulled the hook out of Lisa's ass and quickly pushed it deep up into her.
My eyes went wide, but I knew that was something my man enjoyed doing.. and something I consented to days prior.
He said he wanted me to be "enchanted", and he had just the right pills for the job that would work perfectly on a sissy faggot.
I was looking forward to it even though I didn't know what they would do to me, but I was expecting to get a glass of water and an ungagged mouth to take it with.
"It takes effect faster like this.." he said to me with a wink. "In just a few minutes, she'll be in heaven and we will keep pulling her back down to hell while we **** her over and over again."
Her wimpers were weak, but I could hear excitement as well.
She must have been just like me in her consent to such treatment.
"And then.. it'll be your turn.."
The three of them pulled their cocks out and began stroking. Camera guy had set his unit up on a tripod next to me, recording the bed from over my shoulder.
The next hour I watched them breed Lisa over and over again, just as they said they would. A dark wet stain spread out between her legs onto the bed sheet as their cum leaked from her well used hole like a fountain. They just took turn after turn with her. Never face-fucking her, but simply just breeding her like the sissy faggot she was. I almost felt like a cuckold, but I knew my turn would be coming soon. Her wimpers and struggles shifted to moans and motions of lifting her hips up into them to receive their cocks..
Was I going to be that receptive? Was I going to be that pathetic? Was it the pill they shoved up into her that reduced her into such a wanton slut?
Once they finally finished with her, they pulled a large inflatable plug from one of their duffel bags and once again, unceremoniously shoved it into her cum-soaked cunt and immediately began pumping it. She never whined in pain, just moaned in undeniable pleasure.
The 3 men then proceeded to get dressed...
"we are going to go get a bite to eat, but we'll be back, and then it's your turn to be bred, faggot."
They left the room, leaving us two sissies alone in the dark room to revel in our predicaments.
No amount of struggle would free either of us.. I could only wait with my sissy sister until they returned.
.... to be continued.
As per our chat a few days prior, we agreed on a few specific facts before I ever arrived at the motel room.
****
1) It was undeniable that I was a cock-addicted, cum-hungry sissy faggot that needed to be used and abused by men. It was a universal constant that I couldn't ignore,
2) Once I stepped into the motel room, I would be acknowledging the aforementioned facts, and the understanding that a sissy faggot cannot be relied on to understand it's true nature let alone embrace it... that all sissy faggots need guidance and direction because they often have no will of their own to pursue their true selves. They needed to submit not only to what they are, but to a man who would not only teach her to be all the faggot she could be, but take complete ownership and control over her existence. A sissy faggot needed to submit to complete and total ownership and allow herself to be enslaved and give up any illusion of rights they thought they had.
3) Once the door shut, there would be no going back. No second thoughts. No second guessing or changing of one's mind. I would be in his domain, and he would take complete control over my existence for the next 48 hours.
****
I hesitated as he stood there with the door open; it felt like my heart stopped for a moment as I looked into the darkened room. I could see others in there, but he had said there would be a few of his friends that might show up.
I glanced back over my shoulder and everyone's eyes were definitely on me.
My knee length shiny metallic gold trenchcoat with my stocking'd legs peeking out from it's hem and 6" stripper heels made me look like the quintessential prostitute. I knew underneath I looked like something totally different, something that would invite men to not give me the slightest bit of respect, as some may have considered me to be a pricey whore.
I wondered what they thought I was worth. And I knew they would consider me worthless if they saw the dress I wore underneath.
I looked back to him and nodded slightly and stepped into the dark room.
I stepped to the side and he slowly shut the door behind me, watching the expression on my face as he slowly pushed the door closed, accentuating the latching of the lock as he did.
"I'm so glad you came, sissy."
I quickly glanced around the room.
A man had been standing back toward the bathroom with a video camera.. it's red light slowly flashing, indicating that he was recording. Another man sat on the 2nd bed.
And down on the floor was another sissy..
Face down.... arms bound to her body with rope lashed over her shoulders... wrists wrapped together with more rope, binding her in a box-style shibari binding... from the knot above her wrists, another rope was drawn back to her ankles, also bound in rope.. with additional lengths of rope looping between the sole and the spike of her heels, essentially locking her shoes on her feet.. I saw even more rope bonds securing her knees together... and the faint telltale strap of a gag of some sort wrapped around her head, which was turned away from me. She wore a black wig.. and her outfit consisted of a short black vinyl maid uniform trimmed in white vinyl ruffles and black lace top stockings that were barely obscured by a fluffy petticoat.
The hogtie they had her in looked hellishly delightful. I couldn't take my eyes off her.
She looked so cheap in that outfit, as though it had been bought from a seedy porn shop, but I could tell it was custom made for her.
"Admiring my friend's little sissy faggot sex slave?"
His voice caught me off guard; he was behind me talking directly into my ear, his body pressed up against mine already."We wanted you to immediately see what we had in mind for you tonight. See your reaction.."
His arms wrapped around my body.. one scooping up my breasts into his forearm with a hand cupping one of them firmly... his other arm snaked down around my waist and hip and between my legs..
He was testing to see if I was hard.. and to see if I had locked myself in the chastity device he sent me in the package earlier in the week.
"mm. Hard, but helpless" he chuckled as he grasped my chastity-strained cock and squeezed the balls firmly.
I reflexively pulled away, which just pushed my hips into his crotch.
I could hear his grin. "Already wanting it in your ass?"
The other men laughed, catching my attention.
3 men. Another sissy.
He moved his hands to my upper arms and took firm hold of them, positioning me around the room toward a chair. "No going back, faggot. Welcome to the life you've always fantasized about. You're going to love this."
He stood me in front of the chair and then reached around, undoing the belt and 3 button closure on my coat.. he pulled it open, and I shuddered as I heard the reaction from the other men.
"Oh my god, she's perfect. Where did you find her?"
"You HAVE to keep this one."
My mind buzzed with fear and excitement as the skirt of my pink satin sissy dress poofed outward; the white lace of my petticoat fluffing my figure up.. my perfectly round tits framed and silky smooth in the fitted dress.. the white satin ribbon tied around my waist, divvying up the visual flow of my appearance.. poofy satin shoulders and everything trimmed in delicate white floral lace...
"heh, we need to put her in sissy heels, not slutty stripper heels.." one of the men said. "Save the prostitute look for when we take her out later."
"I agree." the man behind me said as he placed his hands atop my shoulders and pushed me down into the chair, sliding his grip down over my smoothly shaven arms, and pulling my wrists behind my back...
The sound of a ratcheting handcuff filled the room, and I felt the cold steel secure itself around my wrist.. and then the other.. he leaned over my shoulder and put his hands between my knees, spreading them wide open. I obeyed, and didn't resist. He disappeared for a moment as the man with the video camera moved around the room, recording my predicament step by step, as I was restrained even further with ankle cuffs locked around my ankles and a chain pulled taut between them and up to my handcuffs, securing me to the chair..
"I love watching a sissy faggot as she is being enslaved for the first time."
.. enslaved. I was being restrained.. I was already helpless and a panic began to swell from within me,
The men's expressions knew this look on a faggot's face, but they only smiled as they watched their friend maneuver around behind me.
"Better hurry up before she starts protesting." They all laughed.
"Too late for these sluts, either way."
He lowered a panel gag with a large dildo attachment over my face with one hand and took my face in his other, pulling my mouth open and positioning the tip of the cock between my lips.
"This will help you get ready for the real thing here in a few. And it'll keep you from saying anything that will embarass yourself. You don't have anything worth saying, faggot. Sissies talking is a waste of air..."
He forced the gag into my mouth and held his palm over my face securing it in place as he fastened the strap around my blonde hair. it caused the little ribbons to perk up in my pigtails as he tightened it even more, eliciting a groan from me.
"trust us.. the tighter it is now, the less discomfort you'll have later when we are emptying our cocks down your throat." the man on the bed said.
Finally, my man lowered a wide pink leather collar covered in gemstones in front of me and proceeded to lock it around my neck.
"You belong to me now, sissy. You are my faggot. I own you. Mine...."
I took a deep breath through my nose and adjusted my head... the collar was tight, but snug. I could feel the lock and the O ring dangling at the front and back of my collar...
I was completely helpless now, positioned in such a way that I could see the other sissy laying on the floor, softly struggling against her bonds.
The trio moved in front of me to admire their new sissy faggot sex slave.
"She's a beauty."
"Yeah, she's going to be popular at the glory holes later."
"She looks like she'll fit perfectly sideways, able to accomodate both holes at once.."
"Let's tend to sissy lisa. She's been down there on the floor for a solid hour now. She's probably ready.."
The men rubbed their crotches for a few moments while casting their gazes back and forth between the two of us helpless sissies; ultimately they went to Lisa and hefted her up and rolled her onto the bed in front of me. I was positioned at the foot of it; they were going to give -me- a show.
They positioned her on the motel bed and then proceeded to undo the bindings around her ankles and knees, while the camera guy pulled chains up from each corner of the bed... attached to the ends were black leather cuffs...
They were so fluid in manipulating her bondage; as they spread her knees apart and pulled her ankles down, it sparked a loud painful moan from her.. she must have been so stiff laying there on the motel room floor in such a tight hogtie for so long.. but this didn't slow the men down as they one by one took her ankles into their hands and locked the cuffs around her legs, spreading her wide open.
The 3rd man took her by her hips and lifted her upward as the 2nd one slid a large foam wedge underneath her hips..
She too was locked in chastity.. her's was steel, and there was a steel clamp that was fixed down around her ballsack.. it looked so uncomfortable as it was tilted back and held in place by a steel hook that attached to the underside of it and led up into her cunt...
They were going to do that to me...
My cock strained even harder against my own chastity.. Mine was pink silicone.. but it did the job well.. a connecting pole went from the base of my cock and up across my balls, separating my little podlings into two tight compartments. The harder I got, they more they strained.. the more it hurt.. the more it felt like torture that I couldn't control.
What came next surprised me..
One took a pink pill from a container and unceremoniously pulled the hook out of Lisa's ass and quickly pushed it deep up into her.
My eyes went wide, but I knew that was something my man enjoyed doing.. and something I consented to days prior.
He said he wanted me to be "enchanted", and he had just the right pills for the job that would work perfectly on a sissy faggot.
I was looking forward to it even though I didn't know what they would do to me, but I was expecting to get a glass of water and an ungagged mouth to take it with.
"It takes effect faster like this.." he said to me with a wink. "In just a few minutes, she'll be in heaven and we will keep pulling her back down to hell while we **** her over and over again."
Her wimpers were weak, but I could hear excitement as well.
She must have been just like me in her consent to such treatment.
"And then.. it'll be your turn.."
The three of them pulled their cocks out and began stroking. Camera guy had set his unit up on a tripod next to me, recording the bed from over my shoulder.
The next hour I watched them breed Lisa over and over again, just as they said they would. A dark wet stain spread out between her legs onto the bed sheet as their cum leaked from her well used hole like a fountain. They just took turn after turn with her. Never face-fucking her, but simply just breeding her like the sissy faggot she was. I almost felt like a cuckold, but I knew my turn would be coming soon. Her wimpers and struggles shifted to moans and motions of lifting her hips up into them to receive their cocks..
Was I going to be that receptive? Was I going to be that pathetic? Was it the pill they shoved up into her that reduced her into such a wanton slut?
Once they finally finished with her, they pulled a large inflatable plug from one of their duffel bags and once again, unceremoniously shoved it into her cum-soaked cunt and immediately began pumping it. She never whined in pain, just moaned in undeniable pleasure.
The 3 men then proceeded to get dressed...
"we are going to go get a bite to eat, but we'll be back, and then it's your turn to be bred, faggot."
They left the room, leaving us two sissies alone in the dark room to revel in our predicaments.
No amount of struggle would free either of us.. I could only wait with my sissy sister until they returned.
.... to be continued.
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