Black Mamba - Pt 3 free porn video

Day Three.

I know it was a dream now. But at the time, the feelings I was experiencing
were so sensuous it felt like it was actually happening. I was astride my
ebony princess. My legs were spread to the maximum over her ample thighs and
her fat black snake was pressed against my quivering anus. Bearing steadily
downward, I started flexing my rosebud, sucking her hot meat ever deeper into
my hungry ass. I moaned hotly as I slid up and down her turgid cock and
sucked on her sweaty tits. She was milking my clit with her taloned fingers
when I felt the rush of cum spewing forth.
THWACK... "You worthless cunt. I told you not to come without my
permission," Jennifer hissed. THWACK...THWACK...THWACK. Jenn stood above me
with a malevolent look and beat me unmercifully with a minature cat-o-nine
tails. My stomach and thighs were soon covered in large red welts and I was
sobbing uncontrollably. Thankfully I had been able to tuck my cock when the
tirade had begun, sparring the agony of a lash to my glans. This was not a
good way to wake up.
Before I could recover, Mistress swooped down and clipped a leash to my
collar and began to drag me toward the door. I scrambled to my feet to
prevent being choked and tottered after her on my ungainly high heels.
Things were happening much to quickly for me to totally comprehend what was
taking place. The next I realized, to my complete horror, was that I was out
the back door and standing on the patio...... naked. Jennifer looped the
leash around an upright for the lattice cover and commanded ....."Sit"!
I did so immediately and watched as Mistress disappeared around
the corner of the house. I sat there burning with shame at my nakedness,
knowing full well that my neighbor could probably see me through an upper
window of her house.
What must she be thinking? Her neighbor "John" stark naked except for
platform heels, a gold chain and a slave collar with a leash. Not to mention
the femme hairdo and the makeup. On top of all that he's grown a set of tits.
Wait tell I tell his sister about this.
I was mortified at the thought, but was afraid to look, for fear that she
was actually spying on me. Embarrassed as I was, despite my situation and the
wet dream that I had, my stupid cock began to harden again. I was turned on
by the humiliation that I was being subjected to and prayed that it would
never end.
With that thought in mind, Mistress came back around the corner dragging
the hose and walked up behind me.
"On your hands and knees bitch" she said in a no nonsense voice. "Expel the
plug buried in your pussie. Don't use your hands."
On my knees, with my forehead pressed against the grass, I pushed and
grunted trying to eject the invader buried in my hole. It had been inside me
so long that I had become almost accustomed to it and had to push hard to
force the girth past my sphincter. With a wet pop, it was propelled on to the
lawn and I felt immediate relief. The relief was short lived because Mistress
had trained the hose nozzle at my gaping anus and let loose with a high
pressure stream of cold water. I could feel my cock shrivel and balls draw up
closer to my body as the shockingly cold water was played over my body.
Throwing a bar of soap down in front of me Jenn commanded, "Wash yourself
and your toy... bitch. I'll be back in a few minutes and I want you clean."
Dutifully I lathered my body with the perfumed soap and rinsed off with
cold hose water. As I stood shivering from the impromptu bath, Mistress
approached me carrying one of my newer shirts. At last I thought, something
to wear, even if it was just a shirt.
"Dry your worthless self with this rag" she said, thrusting the shirt into
my hands. "When your done throw it in the trash with the rest of your rags."
Drying my face, I caught the distinctive aroma of urine and remembered that
Jenn had pissed all over my clothes as well as me the previous evening. Then
it dawned on me what Mistress had said. She must have thrown all of my male
clothing into the trash. I would be a prisoner in my own home. I wouldn't
even be able to answer the door. My cock gave away my true feelings as it
became tumescent and visibly oozed precum. I imagined how nice it would be
to do the housework dressed as a woman. Probably as a slave woman, if
Mistress decides that's how she wanted me. Slave collar, corset/seamed nylons
and platform heels would be my ensemble. And of course my gold waist chain.
Oh! My cock was getting sooo hard just thinking about it. My mind drifted
back to my dream and I wondered when Mistress was going to bury her fat black
snake into my hole. I already missed my butt toy and hoped that she would
take me soon. I was brought back to reality by my Mistress.
"Get over here on your knees and service me," she said loudly. A little to
loudly, I thought and hoped the neighbor hadn't heard. I stepped between her
legs, dropped submissively to my knees and sought out her beautiful uncut
cock with my hungry lips. When my moistened lips brushed across her foreskin
they parted and my tongue slithered out and frenched into her sheath. The
taste was exquisite. Precum, urine. sweat, probably some dried cum and a wild
musky taste. With my lips sealed against her foreskin I sucked greedily until
the fat head of her cock slipped past the perfect O I had formed with my
mouth. I was hungrily frenching her piss slit with my tongue and trying
desperately to urge her on with my hand tugging her by the waist. Jennifer
slipped her fingers into the rings on my collar, holding my head immobile so
she could control the action. She fucked my face slowly, shoving her meat
deep into my throat about every forth stroke. Flexing my throat muscles when
she was buried deep within in me, I was rewarded with a coating of precum on
my tongue when she withdrew...........
Kneeling naked in front of my Mistress with her fat black sausage pumping
in and out of my hungry mouth, I knew that I was where I belonged. Tugging on
my collar, she continued to fuck my face with fierce abandon, all the time
whispering obscenities to me.
"Does my little girl like sucking her Mommas big black cock? You are such a
slut. I know you enjoyed rimming me and sucking my boyfriends spunk out of my
ass. Your pathetic little clit got all hard. Vanessa, baby you look sooo sexy
kneeling naked before your new Mistress and paying homage to her black mamba
with your mouth. I'm goin to have so much fun with my new fuck toy. You do
want to be my slave don't you?"
With my mouth and throat full of her hot thrusting meat, all I could do was
nod my head yes and moan my acceptance.
"Good girl," she said as she forced her love pole down into my throat until
her pubic hair was tickling my nose. "Mamma's giving her little girl one more
load of cum before she leaves. I notice that your neighbor is getting quite
an eye full from her upstairs window. The d****s have parted slightly and I
can see that she's frantically fingering her cunt. I'd love to be around to
hear my little girls explanation of why she was naked and gobbling a black
cock on the patio."
Cringing in horror, I redoubled my efforts on the hot man meat plunging in
my mouth. I wanted to end this humiliation and flee to the safety of the
house as quickly as possible. Jen stopped being so aggressive and allowed me
to proceed at my own pace. Gripping the base of her member and stroking while
I licked and sucked, I caressed her smooth nut sack with my other hand, and
slid a manicured finger back to her rosette running my long nail over it.
Mistress Jennifer moaned and shivered and I knew that I would soon be
rewarded with her hot cum. Sure enough, after burying my finger in her ass to
the third knuckle and several more sucks, I could feel her seed boiling up
through the veins in her cock. With my painted lips sealed around the bulbous
head I gladly accepted the viscous fluid that my Mistress was giving me.
Swallowing greedily, not wanting to loose a drop of her precious seed, I
realized that I was hooked on the taste of her hot cum.
Satiated, Jen pushed me away from her now quickly deflating member and
smileing said,
"Vanessa darlin you're a natural born cocksucker. And as my bitch I'm goin
to take full advantage of your talented mouth and hot little ass."
Still on my knees with a dribble of cum on my chin, I gazed up at her and
beamed at the compliment.
"Come along girl, you can finish cleaning me in our house" she said and
turned and went inside.
"OUR" house. When did it become "our" house? I suppose when I surrendered to
her and allowed myself to become her sex slave and a receptacle for her cum
she automatically assumed owenership of my property as well as my being.
Well.....I'll worry about that latter. Right now my Mistress was waiting and
I very much wanted to give her a tongue bath that she would never forget.
Walking toward our house, I heard loud clapping and turned to see what the
commotion was all about. Bravo John! Bravo. Jill, my neighbor (and my sisters
best friend) was leaning out her window, clapping and yelling at me. Stunned
at first but quickly regaining my composure I raised my arm, gave her the
bird and blew her a kiss. I did a pirouette and with my ass swaying and my
new teats bouncing walked provocatively into the house eager to bath my new
owner. Except for the strappy sandals with six inch heels, Jennifer was
completely naked when I entered the den. Standing at six foot six in her
heels she was an Amazon beauty. She was magnificent. Her silky black hair
cascading down her back, highly arched brows, a touch of blush on her ebony
cheeks and a slash of hot pink lipstick made her look like the dominatrix
she clamed to be. In her left hand she carried a whip with several knotted
leather strands protruding from a penis shaped handle. Smiling seductively,
she stroked her long painted finger nails through the leather cords,
pointed to her feet and commanded me to kneel.
Taking short mincing steps and jiggling in all the right places, I
clicked across the hardwood floor and dropped to my knees. My trapped cock
was straining to be free of my clenching thighs and I was deeply fearful
that I was going to have another involuntary orgasm.
"Please Mistress, Please! May I have your permission to cum," I begged?
"Not now," Jen replied. "We have other things to do. Maybe later if your
a good girl. Practice your cocksucking on this she ordered" and thrust the
dildo like handle of the whip in my face.
Obediently I took the proffered phallus like handle in both hands and
began wetting it with my tongue. This was a most sensual experience. The
thought of sucking on the whip that would be used to punish me if I
misbehaved sent a shiver through me. Jen said that she would be right back
and left the den. I began pumping the shaft in and out of my mouth keeping
suction on it at all times. l could feel the veins in this black molded
monster and it reminded me of my Queen. The insides of my expanding and
contracting thighs were soaked with precum, my straining cock sliding in
the goo. I couldn't believe it, I, Vanessa, was masturbating like a woman.
The feeling was soooooo sexual and I felt soooooo feminine. Only seconds
away from a good cum, I heard the staccato click of Madams heels as she
entered the den. My pee pee shriveled when I realized she was carrying my
camera gear (camcorder and digital camera).
"Comeon MS America, it's photo op time" she said. "Go put on your pretty
undies and Mama will take some nice pictures of her little slut. I think a
little insurance policy is in order. Don't you"?
Gazing up at her from the floor I nodded meekly. May I please wear a
condom," I asked? "I don't want to soil my panties with precum."
"Good girl. You're learnin. Of course you may wear a condom. But, when I
check it, if it has to much precum in it, I'll think that my sex kitten had
an orgasm without her owners permission. Then you'll get a different taste
of that toy your so ardently sucking." With that said, I reluctantly set
aside my new toy and went off to "dress" for the photo shoot.
After freshening my makeup and putting on a matching lavender panty and
bra set along with a condom I swished back into the den to await further
instructions from my new owner. I was getting quite good at getting around
in those impossibly high heels and thrilled at the weighty feel of my new
boobs bouncing and swaying as I moved about.
Mistress Jennifer had set up the camcorder on a tripod and directed me to
move in front of it. Shy and hesitant at first I walked over to where she
indicated and awaited further instructions.
The camcorder began rolling and J began snapping pictures and directing
me.
"Nice. Very nice" she said. "You are such a pretty girl. So sexy. Come
on give your mamma a pout over your shoulder and push out that cute ass of
yours. That's it. Now turn to me and squeeze your breast with one hand and
rub your pussy with the other. Very good. You are sooo hot.
The cheese cake photos went on for about a half hour. Mistress praised
and complemented me the whole time, telling me what a pretty and sexy girl
I was. I was ecstatic at all the loving comments that she was making and
could feel the precum leaking from my trapped cock.
"Before this session is over with, as a reward for being such an obedient
cunt, I'm going to allow you masturbate for the camera" Mistress
announced."
I beamed at her and struck another pose.

"Come on sugar" Mistress cooed. "Let me see your new titties. Take off your
bra."
Click!
"That's it baby. Now squeeze those beautiful breasts together and pinch
your nipples. Don't you just love the feel of them?"
Click!
"Oh honey you are sooo hot. Now take off your panties, so Momma can see
your little dickie."
Click
"Oh look at you, all hard and you be drippin cum inta yo rubba. Looka how
it be bulgin on the end."

And she was right. My cock was sticking out and up at a forty degree angle.
The plum like head of my cock was clearly visible through the translucent
sheath tightly encasing my engorged member. Pre-cum coated my cum slit and filled
the tip of the rubber. I wanted so badly to touch myself......... To wrap my
hot pink talons around my meat and just milk myself dry........ The thought of
caressing the underside of my penis with my painted finger nails almost drove
me over the edge. My body was in overdrive. Stark ass naked, save for heels,
"Vanessa" chain and a bitch collar, I knew then, I wanted Jennifer to fuck me.
"Please Momma," I begged dropping to all fours and proffering my boy pussy
to her. "Bitch fuck me"!
"My oh my! You are becoming such a slut" she said. "You're not near
feminine enough yet sweetness. Perhaps in another week or two when your training is
complete. In the meantime I'll fill your cunt with the handle of this whip.
Just relax that tight little pussy of yours and Momma will scratch your itch."
Mistress Jennifer then spat on the bulbous head of the phallic like whip
handle, spread it around, and inserted it into my love hole, that was quivering
with anticipation.
"Oh yessssssss" I moaned. "Fuck me. I'm your white slut and I'll do
anything to please you."
I was now on all fours with the whip protruding from my ass like a tail. As
I crawled around, my tits were hanging heavy from my chest and swaying back
and forth, further enflaming me.
Click, click, click........ The photo session went on and on. The poses
were no longer risque or cheese cake but were down right raunchy. One of the last
pictures Madame took, was of me sucking her cock. Mistress Jen was sprawled
out on the divan with me between her legs gazing doe eyed up at her while I
sucked her black meat. Cum was leaking from around the "O" that encircled her
member. Anyone that knew me and saw that photo would recognize me immediately. I
shivered in fear, full knowing the hold that she had over me.
As if reading my mind Mistress said, "You be a good girl and do as your
told and no one that YOU know will ever see these pictures. But if you piss me
off or don't obey me completely and immediately I'll send them to every one in
your E-mail address book. For the most part I'm not into physical punishment
but I wont hesitate to punish you mentally. I've found that humiliation and
degradation go a long way keeping sissies like you in line. Am I making myself
perfectly clear?"
"Mmmmph" I mumbled while nodding my head yes. Jen's meat was still embedded
in my mouth and I was sucking for all I was worth to get the last of her hot
viscous cum. As her cock softened and retracted into her long foreskin, it was
followed by my flicking tongue. The restriction of her foreskin on my
invader felt almost like a pussy. Mistress shivered, groaned and pushed me away as
I laved her sensitive glans with my hot, wet tongue.
"Vanessa sweetie you are absolutely the best cock sucker that I've ever
owned" Mistress whispered to me. "You have my permission to masturbate now but
you must do it like the woman that you are becoming. Trap your little dickie
between your legs, push your nuts up inside you and rub your mound like its a
cunt."
I did as ordered and was soon rubbing my pussie frantically. Looking down
past my perky breasts at my manicured fingers stroking up and down on my mound
and the friction of my thighs on my trapped cock soon had the desired effect.
Just as I was about to have a monumental orgasm, My Mistress straddled my
chest and lowered her massive ass on to my face. Locking my lips onto her rose bud
I sucked hungrily and thrust my tongue into her warm wet core. I could tell
by her shaking that she was stroking her meat and when I felt her hot cum
spattering on my busy fingers and mound, I could hold back no longer. When I blew
my load it felt like the end of my cock was coming off. Spasm after spasm
racked my body as my pent up sexual needs were finally released. When the flood had
subsided I simply lay there on the floor and whimpered. Mistress pried my
prick from between my legs, stripped off the cum filled condom and emptied the
contents on my stomach and bush.

"Let that dry on you, cum queen, when you take your bubble bath in the
morning it will remind you of what a wanton slut you've become."

"Ooooh! What a waste," I thought, as the cum cooled and congealed on my
stomach and sparse bush. I wanted so badly to wipe up all the delicious jissim
and smear it all over my face and tongue. Maybe then Mistress would see fit to
fuck me. Mmmmm yummy........

"Play time is over bitch" Jen said. "Hurry and get dressed, I've got a
surprise for you. Oh, and you better get rid of your tail for now. It probably
wont fit under your cloths to well. Unless of course you want me to shove it in
all the way."
Heeding Madam's orders, I reluctantly pulled the whip from my ass,
embarrassed at the wet sounding pop it made, when it was withdrawn from my clutching
hole. I then strutted, ass and tits swaying, off to my boudoir to cloth myself
for what ever was to come. I knew I must be lady like, at all times, to show
Jennifer that I was feminine if I truly wanted her to mount me.
I donned the first things that I found in the box that my wife had left
behind. Which turned out to be short shorts and a halter top. It felt really
weird zipping and buttoning them in the back but I thought that it was probably
appropriate because I would be receiving most of my sexual gratification through
my back door. I had to sit to put on the shorts because of my heels (My
heels? I've certainly come along way in my thinking in a relatively short time). My
nipples showed clearly through the stretchy material of my halter top and I
couldn't resist vamping in front of the full length mirror ; )
When I returned to the den, Jen ordered me to unload some boxes that she
had in the back of her SUV. Naturally her truck was parked at the fucking curb.
This unloading of the boxes (I'm in short shorts, a tank top and my nipples
were clearly straining the material, A "BITCH" collar and incredibly high
heels.) would certainly give my nosy bitch neighbor Jill something to talk about.
She was best friends with my sister Andrea. They confided with each other
totally and I had no doubt that she would rat me out to my s*s. Humiliated
again.....and loving it. I was blushing and all tingly. I was especially tingly
between my legs. I couldn't believe myself. I had just had the cum of a life time
and I was hot to go again. I was almost wishing that she would see me.
With that thought in mind, I threw back my head and placing one high heeled
covered foot directly in from of the other minced my way down the driveway.

Remember the old adage, be careful what you wish for? I was returning to
the house with the first box when I saw Jill's d****s part and she stood
brazenly at the window and stared at me. SHIT! I ducked my head behind the carton and
scurried to the safety of the house. I was burning with shame but my cock
began to harden. Was I sexually addicted to the humiliation that I experienced
when I appeared in public? My stiffening cock said "yes"

On the return trip, I stopped, leaned forward to show her my cleavage and
mouthed her a kiss. Her jaw dropped and she took off like a stripped ass ape ;
) ; )....... Thats one for me but I knew it wasn't over.

It was on the last trip (five boxes) when the shit started. I was entering
the house with the last box. I heard the message machine kick on and the
Jennifer's voice saying: " I'm sorry Vanessa nor John can come to the phone right
now, but if you leave a brief message, we'll get back to you soonest." I was
worried. Jen had reprogramed my answering machine and hadn't bothered to tell
me. What else had she changed?

My thoughts were interrupted by the strident voice of Andrea. All thoughts
of some kind of a bullshit excuse were dashed when I heard the following one
sided conversation (all of it shouted):

JOHN! JOHN, I KNOW YOUR THERE. PICK UP THE FUCKING PHONE! (I knew she was
upset because she would never, never say fuck, especially in capital letters :
) WHAT IS GOING ON OVER THERE? JILL SAID YOU WERE DRESSED AS A WOMAN AND
HAVING SEX WITH A BLACK WOMAN ON YOUR PATIO. ARE YOU INSANE? IS HER NAME
VANESSA? Ya da ya da ya da.,,,,,,,,,,,, I wanted to pick up and tell her that I was
Vanessa and Jennifer was my owner but better sense prevailed. If she kept
pushing, she'd find out soon enough. With a final threat of a visitation Andrea
hung up.

Jennifer grinning at me like a cheshire cat said "I hope I'm here when your
sister comes to visit. That should be a real interesting revelation for ol
s*s."

All of a sudden the full impact of what was happening hit me and I cringed
in abject terror. Wa.. what should I do Mistress? I cant let her see me like
this."

"Why not"? Was Jen's reply. "She's already found you out and your just
going to have to face up to it"

"But what will I tell her"? I whined.

"Why not tell her the truth you silly bitch. Tell her that you've fallen
under the spell of a black shemale that has started feminizing you and you want
nothing more than to accede to her wishes and suck her black cock. Your
ultimate goal is to have her shove her black sausage into your ass and take your
cherry. That is what you want, isn't it ?"

Yes. Yes. That's exactly what I want, but I can't tell my sister that. I
adore you and will do anything that you require of me, but Andrea seeing me in
this condition would be the ultimate humiliation. Please, Mistress isn't there
something that you can do that will shield me from her?

"Sorry, sweetcakes, you gotta work this one out yourself. If I'm here when
she visits, and I hope I am, I'll take care of s*s. In fact if she appeals to
me I might just add her to my stable. Mmmmm a matched set. sister and brother.
Or should I say sister and sister? I'd love to get some pictures of you
putting your little bone into Andrea's puss. Or sister sucking your pathetic little
cock. Tell me sweetums, if I ordered you to fuck your sister in the ass,
would you do it?"

"You know I would Mistress" was my reply.

"Look your cock is getting hard again" Jen exclaimed. I think the idea of
you fucking your sister is turning you on. Maybe we could do a twofer. You
could lick her pussy while I pump my black meat into her ass. You will of course
suck my cum out of her asshole when I'm done boinking her. The possibilities
are unlimited....

A new day.......

The bright sun was peeping between the blinds when I awoke the next
morning. I stretched languorously, reveling in the feel of my silk night shirt as it
brushed against my glans. It felt like tiny little fingers were caressing my
rapidly expanding member. I lay there squirming trying to enhance the feeling
while thoughts of the previous evenings events slowly came back to me.

After Andrea had called and threatened to come visit, "to get to the bottom
of what was going on," and Mistress had laughingly told me what I should do
or what she would do if she was present when sister arrived, I panicked and
began to bawl like a baby. Mistress Jennifer took pity on me, cuddled me to her
and whispered hotly in my ear all the obscenities we would heap on Andrea if
she had a hissy fit. Jen alternated murmuring huskily in my ear and kissing me
wetly on the neck while rubbing my silken covered mound as she had taught me
to do. Her diligent attentions soon had the desired effect. My tears and
trembling sobs were soon replaced by soft moaning and torrid panting. I was right
on the edge of a really good cum when Mistress stopped her petting and left me
hanging.... Once again unfulfilled! When I began humping her leg, like the
wanton whore that I had become, She pushed me forcefully away and announced that
I had cum enough times for one day. I was to refrain from having orgasms until
she specifically allowed them. The punishment for disobeying that order would
be to wear a chastity belt. She went on to explain that she wanted my cum to
be especially thick and ropey and the only way to achieve that was through
abstinence. The thought of my cock trapped in a chastity device sent a shudder
through me and I readily agreed to refrain from cumming unless I had her
permission.
My black goddess told me that I was a good girl and for sucking her cock
like a professional slut, she would give me a reward. I would be permitted to
open one of the boxes that I had hauled into the house. The choice of which box
would of course be hers'. At the time I remember, the unspoken thought that
ran through my mind was: "Open a box? Big fucking deal"!........Smiling now and
thinking of how wrong I was.

We were in the foyer and Mistress slid one of the boxes to my feet,
pointed at it and ordered sternly "OPEN IT"! Upon opening the rather large
container, I was pleasantly surprised to discover a potpourri of feminine items. Lacey
bras in various colors and styles with matching panties and garter belts,
some of the panties were crotchless. Jen informed me that I was to wear those
backwards to allow her easy access to my boy pussy when the time was appropriate.
There was a Victorian corset (corset training would be starting soon I was
told), that came to just below my breasts. It laced up the back was heavily
boned, and had four garters on each side. Mmmmmmm I couldn't wait to begin the
training. Thinking of my body firmly confined in the rigid garment, wearing it
twenty-four seven so that it would shape and mold my frame gave me goose bumps.
The added thought of the eight garters pulling snugly on my nylons (Yes, there
were nylons in there to), had my little pee pee stirring again.

Slide on high heel pumps with a three inch lift, open toes and covered with
faux fur were also included. The discovery of silken night wear, all kinds of
makeup, and costume jewelry had me beaming with delight. On a drunken whim
one time, I had gone to get a stud put in my ear and not knowing which was the
appropriate ear, had both ears pierced. I was dripping to wear the three inch
hoop earrings or the long rhinestone shoulder sweepers with the wide rhinestone
choker. I figured that the choker would go over my "bitch collar" when
Mistress took me out in public. That is if she allowed me to cover the collar. I
discovered a wig, auburn in color, shoulder length and a mass of unruly curls. I
shook it out, pulled it on, adjusted it and plucked at the curls so that they
framed my face nicely. Madame told me that the hair piece looked cute on me
and I didn't look so butch ............. Progress ; )

I was vaguely disturbed to uncover the affore mentioned chastity device. It
consists of a rather thick curved tubular piece, made from hard molded
rubber, designed to fit tightly over the penis, completely sheathing it. The inside
had a pebbly texture, sure to cause discomfort for the wearer in the event of
an erection. The thickness insured that there would be no motion or friction
sensations transferred to the captured member. Tapering towards the glans end
it has a small opening allowing for the wearer to tinkle when need be. There is
an eyelet at the tapered end where a plastic covered steel cable goes to a
tension devise located on the flesh colored belt in the back by the locking
mechanism. Two more cables run from the flared end at the base in a V and are
attached to the belt in front with rivets. With the device in place the penis is
pulled between the legs and secured in back and locked. The flare at the base
forces the gonads up towards the body cavity and creates a mons not unlike a
woman's pubis. I vowed then and there that I would do nothing to require the
wearing of this torture implement.

"Wana try it on "? she asked with a devilish smile and a wink. "You wont be
able to take my meat up your sweet ass but you'll still be able to suck me
off. It'll be definitely messy when you take a dump. But if you squat to piss,
as you should, that function shouldn't be a problem.

Shaking my head no, I dropped to my knees at her feet and began to kissing
and sucking on her toes. I let Mistress Jennifer know that I was totally
devoted to her and would do absolutely nothing to disobey or break her rules. I
begged her not to make me wear that terrible belt.

The exploration of the container kinda lost its' luster after the
discovery of the chastity belt. I did find an other set of breast forms much larger
than the set I was wearing. They appeared to be a full D cup and probably would
look unnaturally large on my slender frame. I also noted that there were no
bras with large enough cups to support those beauties. Mmmm interesting. An
other interesting find were five video cassettes. Three of them were "A GUIDE FOR
THE EMERGING TRANSVESTITE" in three chapters, the other two were untitled.
Mistress Jennifer told me I was forbidden to view the untitled tapes unless she
was present.

Having gone through the contents Jen told me that this was just a sample of
the feminine delights that awaited me in the other boxes. All this had
belonged to the previous Vanessa but now belonged to me. She went on to say that my
predecessor and I not only looked alike but were the same size as well, "you
could be twin sisters."

Madame then announced that I had had enough excitement and was ordered off
to bed. Before going to bed Mistress removed the locks from the platform
heels and bitch collar saying that I could now wear any shoes that I liked as long
as they had at least a three inch heel. The bitch collar however was to be
worn at all times except when I was sleeping or bathing. She said that she had
some work to do in our office (our office?), and would be gone when I awoke,
but would return sometime tomorrow afternoon. Damn I thought, I was hoping she'd
bed me. : (

Taking off the platforms and slipping into the fur covered pumps, I
donned the silk nightshirt, gave Mistress a hug and a chaste kiss and scampered
happily off to bed.
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I stretched once more, again reviling in the silky feel of the night
shirt as it caressed my body. No more time to lay there getting all worked up. The
consequences of an unauthorized cum were to sever. Today was going to be a
glorious day, spent enfemme doing "girl" things. The first order of business was
a nice soak in the tub with plenty of perfumed bubbles. I needed to get rid
of all the dried cum on my stomach and pubis. Padding to the bathroom I was
again reminded of the silky feel of my nighty as it brushed against my sensitive
glans. Not wanting to get all worked up and distracted, I paused to put on the
thong panties I had removed prior to bedie bye. As I pulled up the panties
the feel of the thong as it was pulled past my rose bud came close to defeating
the purpose. After preparing my bath I rolled a joint poured myself a glass of
wine and climbed into the hot bubbly water.

As I lay there letting the wine and the weed take its affect, I thought
back over the last three days, marveling at all that had transpired and how I
came to be a slut to a black shemale enchantress. Even now I flushed with
embarrassment as I remembered how Jennifer paraded me through the bar wearing makeup
and carrying her purse. Having to go back to the saloon the next day and
Melanie catching me jerking off in the rest room. Her forcing me (all right, she
really didn't use force) to suck her cock and her wiping the cum that I hadn't
swallowed on my face. My neighbor seeing me dressed, (and at least in one
instance undressed) as a tart sucking Mistresses black tube steak. Mmmm my mouth
began to water thinking of that fat black cock and how good it tasted when it
erupted in my mouth. I think the ultimate humiliation was when Mistress pissed
on me to wash away the accumulated jissim. I smiled hoping she would do it
again soon.

Getting back to Jill, I remember that one day while up on the roof,
adjusting the TV antenna I spied my brother-in-law James and Jill frolicking naked in
her pool. Getting out of the pool Jill laid on her tummy on the diving board,
legs spread and hanging over on each side. James soon had his face buried in
her ass and she was bucking up and down on the board while he tongue fucked
her ass. I wondered if Andrea knew what her hubby and her dearest friend were up
to? Not wanting to be seen spying, I ducked down and filed there actions away
for possible use at another time. I think that time has cum (there's that
word again). I realized I had leverage over both of them. YESSSSSSSSS! Power!

All of a sudden I was having conflicting desires. On the one hand I wanted
to be the submissive slut for my ebony queen and on the other I wanted to
dominate somebody. Well, this conundrum should fuck up my head even more then it
already is. Perhaps Mistress Jen would allow me to have a maid. After all if
I'm to start corset training I'll need someone to lace up my stays. Fasten my
nylons to my garters. Kiss my ass and suck my dick. Mmmm which one should it be?
Jill or James? I giggled at the thought of James dressed in a frilly maids
costume. I always thought he acted kind of wimpy in a feminine sort of way. I
wondered how big his cock is and if he's circumcised. Sense sucking Jens uncut
cock, I just loooove my meat uncircumcised. Andrea had dominated and brow beat
him for years. He must like it or why would he put up with her bullshit all
this time. Yes, I decided James would make a lovely maid, Andrea already had
him partially trained. I was pretty sure Jen would allow it and she might even
help me snag her. I mean him (giggle).

I had just finished shaving my legs and the small patch of curls on my
pubis when my thoughts were interrupted by the harsh ringing of the phone. I
settled back to let the machine pick up, admiring my perky nipples and painted toes
peeking out of the waning suds.

"John it's Andrea." This was in a much calmer tone then last night.
"I got your E-mail inviting James and I over for cocktails tonight. Just
letting you know that we'll be over around sixish. Bye"........

HOLY SHIT! What has Mistress Jennifer done now? I scrambled from the tub,
and heeding J's orders put on my bitch collar and slid my feet into a pair of
spiked heeled sandals before clicking my way to the office. Pulling out the
hard backed chair, I was startled to discover that there was a black seven inch
dildo firmly bonded to the seat. Business end up. Trying to type standing in
front of the computer was awkward but I wasn't sittin on that black dong
without some lube....... Although, I was tempted. I saw right away that Jen had
added her screen name to my AOL account and when I tried to log into my screen
name, discovered that she had changed my password.
Damn and double damn! If I changed it back she'd catch me, and then there
would be real hell to pay. Well, nothing to do but carry on my day as I had
planned. Maybe Mistress would call later and give me the password, then I'd be able
to find out what she said in the E-mail to Andrea.

Wearing only my wig, Vanessa chain, bitch collar and high heeled slides
(this was becoming my normal attire) I began emptying the rest of the boxes of
all the goodies that I had inherited from the other Vanessa. This little project
took the better part of three hours because I kept holding different articles
up to my bod to see how they might look on me. My stupid prick looked
ridiculous when I held up the various outfits, but I decided not to put on panties
because I was enjoying the relative freedom.

Please forgive me, dear reader by boring you with all these details of my
day doing girl things, but it was so wonderful and sensuous that I just had to
share it with someone.

Still naked, I was curled up on the couch in the den watching the
transvestite guide tapes. I had plucked and shaped my eyebrows earlier (I never
realized how much pain was involved in being pretty) and painted my toe and finger
nails and was just killing time when I remembered the alteration that Mistress
had made to the office chair. As if in a dream I got up and went into the
office, stopping on the way to get the tube of KY out of my purse. Once in the
office I knelt in front of the altered chair and began to lick and suck the veined
prick, working myself into a heated frenzy imagining it was my Queens cock.
When I could wait no longer I squeezed some KY on to the plum like head and
smeared it on lovingly.

My legs trembled as I lowered myself to the glistening cock head and I
shuddered as the black phallus kissed my boy cunt. Lowering myself more, my
pussie lips parted and when the rubber prick entered my love tunnel I squealed in
rapturous delight. Throwing caution to the wind, I sank down until my balls
were resting on the chair. With the dildo buried deep in my bowels, a hairs
breadth from my prostate, I began to wiggle and grind trying for the ultimate
orgasm. Oh how I wished that it was Jennifer's ebony sausage fucking me. I wanted
her to ride me bareback so that I could experience her hot seed exploding
within me and feel the cum running down my legs as it leaked from my cunt. Rising
and plunging rhythmically, taking the full seven inches in my burning cunt, I
was on the verge of my first cum of the day when the phone rang................


The ringing phone startled me. I went from full fast strokes on the
black rubber phallus to one last downward plunge and remained there. I
was hyperventilating, drenched in sweat, my nuts ached from being denied
yet another cum and Mistress's name was on the caller ID.
I let it ring several times while I tried to calm my ragged breathing
and gather my senses. "Hello" I said in a low breathy voice "This is
Vanessa speaking." Silence on the other end for what seemed an eternity
and then:

"Very good Vanessa" my Nubian goddess cooed. That's how you are to
answer the phone at all times. You seem to be out of breath. Have you
been riding Mister Cock" she asked. "If you lie to me and I find out and
you know I'll find out, you'll have a butt plug in your pussy 24/7. The
only time it wont be stuffing your cunt is when I say it's time for you
to shit."

"Ye.. Ye.... Yes Mistress" I stuttered. The butt plug didn't worry me
at this moment because she had me scared shitless. What really
frightened me was the fact that I had almost cum. In my minds eye I could
see the chastity device sitting in the center of my bed as a reminder of
the consequence of an unauthorized ejaculation.

"Yes Mistress what?" Jen snarled.

"Yes Mistress, I was ridding Mister Cock" I sobbed. "But I
promise I didn't cum."

"Mmmmmm I'll know for sure tonight " she said and then giggled. "Tell
me is Monsieur Cock still in your pussy"?

"Yes ma'am he's still inside me."

"Does he feel good" Jen asked "and what do you like best
about him?"

"Ohhh Mistress" I sighed "Mister Cock makes me feel so full and
tingly. He's touching against my prostate and I'm leaking
precum all down my clitty." [I couldn't believe I was referring to
the dildo as if it were an actual person rather than inanimate object.]
"He's big and black and beautiful," I simpered in my best femme voice, "I
just wish it was your cock that I was humping up and down on. I'm so
horny for your thick hot meat Mistress, please please use me as your fuck
slut when you come home. Shove that big black snake up my sissy ass and
make me squeal like a pig. I want to feel your cock pulsating and filling
my love tunnel with your jizzim."

What was I saying? This was absolutely insane. I was actually begging
Jennifer to have intercourse with me. No, not intercourse, I was begging
her to fuck me like the sissy bitch I had become. A vision came to mind
of me down on all fours and Jennifer ramming me from behind. Her deep
thrusting prick, powered by her fat ass, her meaty thighs slapping
against the back of mine had my boobies swaying to and fro, tugging
painfully on my chest. I suddenly realized that the pain in my chest was
caused by me pulling on my tits and the exquisite feeling in my ass was
me trying to milk Monsieur Cock with my sphincter. With a groan I stood
disengaging myself from the rubber dick.

"What's goin on there" J demanded.

"I..I..I had to leave Mister Cock so I wouldn't cum" I stammered.

Jen snickered and said "your learnin honey. I'm proud of you and as a
treat I think I'll bust your cherry tonight after the company leaves. Or
better yet perhaps I'll let your sister and brother in-law watch me bitch
fuck you."

I giggled and said "Oh Mistress Jen, your just teasing me." At least I
hoped she was teasing me. The thought of her mounting me in front of
Andrea and James had me burning with shame and embarrassment. My little
chubby wasn't embarrassed though, he was coming to full attention.
Traitorous prick ; ) I told Jen that Andrea called and said that she and
James would be over about six for cocktails. "May I ask what that's all
about? I no longer have any of my male clothes and I simply can't greet
them in my femme clothes. I'd be absolutely mortified."

"Well, we can't have my little honey bunny mortified" J responded
laughingly. "What are you wearing now?"

"My stiletto heels, Vanessa chain and my bitch collar. Oh yes also a wig
and my new boobs" I responded primly.

"I wish I was there to see you, my cock is gettin all hard just picturing
you naked and waiting for me. You've become a brazen hussy in such a
short time. I have to think that you were just waiting for me to come
along and show you the way. As to what you should wear for our guests, I
think that what you have on will be just fine. Except for those beautiful
tits of yours and the wig, the heels are really minimal. I would suggest
that you swap out your collar for the rhinestone choker and the matching
chandelier earrings, but I'll leave that up to you."

I was completely devastated and started crying uncontrollably.

"Hush, hush please don't cry little darlin," Jennifer pleaded. "You know
that you have to do this for momma."

"Yes," I sobbed, tears streaming down my face. In spite of the upcoming
humiliation that I was going to go through, I was ecstatic. My Queen was
actually concerned about me and I positively glowed. "Of course I'll
dress as you say my queen. I wish only to please you and make you
happy."
Christ on a crutch, am I fucked up! I'm kissin her fat ass thankful
that she has spoken a few endearments. AFTER she told me to appear before
my sister and hubby practically naked. The problem was that the glow I
felt was centered in my groin. Looking down I saw my pee pee staring up
at me with one weepy eye ; ) This is crazy! In a couple hours I'll be
parading in front of my sister absolutely starker and I'm sprouting a
woody thinkin about it.

"I'm so happy that you see things my way honey. It wont be so bad. In
fact I'll bet your looking forward to being outed. There's an E-mail
waiting for you that will make you feel so much better. I'll give you
your new password before I hang up. One other thing. I'm going fishin and
I..........."

"Fishing Mistress" Now, when I'm to be outed?

"You silly twit! exclaimed Jen. Be quite and let me finish. I'm goin
fishin and your goin to be the bait. Before you start bawling again, I'm
fishing for a Jill fish. You know what a Jill fish is dontcha? It's that
nosey cunt next door to us. After we hang up I want you to go out to the
patio and do a little sun bathing. I think that the way your dressed now
should do the trick. I also think that it might be nice to add her to our
circle of friends. Every time you go outside she's on you like a
bloodhound. So strut your stuff baby, catch us a Jill fish.

I told Jen how I had observed James rimming Jill on her diving board and
wondered aloud if that knowledge might be used to coerce him into being
my maid. I explained that after all I was to start corset training soon
and couldn't possibly tighten the stays properly by myself.

Mistress didn't seem surprised about the little sexcapade next door and
said she'd give it some thought. "I'll be home in about an hour and a
half "J declared. "Right know I'm having an album made up of the pictures
from your photo shoot also some others that I came across. The album will
make a wonderful coffee table book."

Jen then gave me my new pass word, we traded "I love you's" and hung up.

I immediately positioned my pussy over Monsieur Cock and slid down him
until my balls were resting on the chair. I had seven inches of pure
delight buried in my cunt and I arched my back and ground down trying to
reach my G spot. I quickly fired up the computer eager to read the E-mail
that Jen had sent to Andrea and blind copied to me. Squirming on Mister
cock I opened the mail...........

Dear Andrea:
my name is Jennifer, your brother johns new roommate.
john asked me to drop you this note so that perhaps you
would better understand what you probably think is
bizarre behavior. john has decided that he wants to make
a lifestyle change and in fact wants to explore his feminine
self. he's asked me to guide him and as you can see by the
photo he or i should say she is progressing quite nicely.

Embedded in the E-mail was a photo that J had taken of me the other
night during the photo shoot. It was a three quarter shot of me perched
on my platform heels wearing my lavender panties and bra, I was looking
over my shoulder, eyes as big as saucers with my painted lips pursed as
if I was about to kiss someone. The tops of my tits were bulging out of
my half cup bra and looked quite real. My bitch collar was visible as was
my waist chain. Despite the wig and makeup you could recognize me if you
looked closely. All and all I think I looked quite cute but was
humiliated nonetheless to know that my sister saw me dressed [or
undressed] like this. Well, at least it wasn't the picture of me going
down on Jen.
The E-mail continued:

as you can see your brother john is now your sister and i've
named her vanessa.
on to other matters. your familiar with a road house just over
the city line called lesbos. the reason i know is because the
owner is a friend of mine and when i mentioned your sisters
boi name the friend told me that she was aquatinted with you.
well one thing led to another and before i knew it i was in
possession of several photos of you and two other girls. my
my you ladies were being awfully naughty. you and your
insignificant other are invited over for cocktails tonight so that
we can discuss your unseemly behavior as evidenced in the
photos. call your sister and set up a time. if for some reason
you fail to do so i just don't know what i'll do with all these
compromising pictures. looking forward to meating you
tonight..........Jennifer

WOW! I was dying to see those pictures. The lesbos Inn was a combination
cocktail lounge and motel that is just outside the city limits and has a
strictly lesbian clientele. I'd heard rumors of some of the wild things
that went on there and now thought that I'd like to go there in drag and
see for myself. Suddenly my situation didn't seem so bleak. I reluctantly
released the black pole from my puss, gathered a women's magazine, sun
tan oil, my makeup bag and put on a pair of very feminine sun glasses.
Thus prepared I headed to the patio to do a little Jill fishing, my
hardened cock leading the way.

Once out on the patio I clattered about in my spikes prissily making a
major production of placing the chaise lounge so that Miss Nosey could
get a good view of me as I lay naked in the sun. I still had a woody and
it nodded up and down as I weeved my web. It wasn't long until Jill was
at her window wearing nothing but a bra and panties, staring at me
blatantly. I swear that woman either has radar or sensors planted around
my property. She made absolutely no attempt to conceal herself so I
continued with my little charade pretending that I hadn't seen her.

Reclining on the lounge I tucked my peter between my legs and crossed
them. This was no easy task considering my hardon. I made a little show
of touching up my makeup and then poured a little oil on my tummy and
slowly rubbed it in. My hand gradually drifted down to my now hairless
pubis and began to rub oh so seductively. Meanwhile I was massaging my
boobies with my other hand and milking my cock by flexing my legs. I felt
sooooooo sensuous. This continued for about fifteen minutes and then I
faked an orgasm ; ) I'm really gettin good at this girly stuff. I sneaked
a peek at Jill while playing with myself and she had her hand stuffed
down her panties frigging her cunt to beat hell. She must have cum
shortly after I faked my orgasm because she withdrew her hand from her
panties, licked her fingers and left the window. I settled back to read
my magazine and promptly dozed off.

I was awakened by the sound of Jennifer's' high heels clicking on the
concrete. She loomed over me and I gazed up at her and smiled. God she
was beautiful. J was wearing a gray women's business suite and was the
sexiest person I've ever seen. Her skirt came to just above her knees and
beneath her jacket she had on a white blouse with a ruffled collar. A few
of the top buttons were undone allowing just a peek of her red lacey bra
and her ample cleavage. The blouse contrasted nicely with her ebony skin
and her luscious ruby lips. With her hair done up in a bun she could have
been the twin of Queen Latifah of Chicago fame.

"Scoot" Jen said, looking down at me with a warm smile.

I uncrossed my legs and put a sandal covered foot on each side of the
lounge, allowing Jen to sit crosswise between my legs.

"How did the fishing trip go" J inquired. "I notice she's spying again.
She certainly is dressed comfortably."

I sneaked a peek and sure enough Jill was back still in her bra and
panties. I related what had transpired earlier and concluded with "Jill
hasn't bit yet but she's sure checking out the bait."

Jen laughed and said "baby doll you just get sexier and sexier each
time I see you." She leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips,
then said in a husky voice, "I could just eat you up right here and now
and then take you to bed and make slow gentle love to you."

"Oh Mistress" I gushed. "That would make me sooo happy. I'm going to be
the best girl you ever had. You can take me however you want and I'll be
your obedient slut. I'd like to fall asleep tonight cradled in your arms
and suckling on your beautiful nipples."

"Mmmmm that sounds really nice" J responded "But right now I have a
surprise for you."

With that said Jen handed me a large envelope that I opened and within
found three eight by ten glossy photos. When I looked at them I was
shocked. The first was of Andrea, fully clothed, kissing a naked Jill
passionately on the lips. Her fingers were pinching and stretching both
Jills' nipples cruelly away from her perky breasts. Now my sister is a
big girl, possessing what I guess is called a matronly figure. She
usually wears bulky clothing to hide her gigantic tits, seldom wears
makeup and has her hair cut in a mannish style. In short she looks like a
bull dyke. She is definitely the alpha female in this twosome.

Jill on the other hand is slim and petite, with perky B cup breasts and
an attractive pixy hair style. She has a cute little button nose and
sensuous lips. All in all a very nice looking woman. Kind of the girl
next door look ; ) Jill is definitely Andreas' bottom.

The second picture was of Andrea, again fully clothed, with a naked
Jill over her knee receiving a spanking. Standing in a corner in the
background with hands atop his head stood a semi naked James. He was
wearing a darling panty and bra set. Well, surprise, surprise now it's a
threesome. This explains the "three" women in the E-mail. He must have
been dressed enfemme to get into the lesbian hangout.

The final picture showed a naked Jill grinning over her shoulder. She was
bent slightly and spreading her reddened ass cheeks so a glassy eyed and
pantied James could tongue fuck her nether hole. This just keeps gettin
better and better.

Sighing with relief, I leaned back on the chaise, the photos making my
impending outing more bearable. It would appear that my s*s was just as
perverse as I am. What a fucked up family. Andrea is into pussy, my
brother [?] in-law is a sissy ass worshiper and I crave cock. The photos
had another effect on me, my pee pee was standing at attention again.

"Oh how cute" Jennifer exclaimed. "Your little chubby is all hard and
my girl has shaved the rest of her pubes making it all smooth for mama.
Let me put some lotion on it so you don't get sun burned."

Mistress then poured lotion on her hand and proceeded to rub it onto my
shaved pubis and then up and down my stiffy. All to soon she moved on to
my balls and then back towards my anus. It felt like an electric shock
when her long red finger nail brushed across the opening to my pussy and
then began to invade me.

"Honey, why don't you pull on your cockette while mama finger fucks
you. I want to watch you cum. Use two fingers only though."

I didn't have to be told twice. Gripping my penis daintily with my
manicured fore finger and thumb I began to masturbate. MY darling
Jennifer looked on with hooded eyes and slowly finger fucked me. I was
milking her finger and stroking my meat furiously and all to soon I could
feel the cum getting ready to erupt.

"EEEYIIII" I shrieked as the cum exploded from my turgid cock hitting
me on my upper lip, chin, between my tits and down my belly onto my
pubis. My darling leaned forward and licked the jizzim from my lip and
chin.

"Girl friend you are absolutely delicious. Your turn now" she said
scooping some of the snot like fluid onto a finger and coating my lips
with it. Licking my lips I repaid the favor only I inserted my talon cum
covered finger into her mouth and felt her suck it off. This was so sexy
and sensuous, a shiver went through me and an other spasm of cum oozed
from my deflated member.

"Oh my" Jen exclaimed. "My girl is capable of multiple orgasms. You are
definitely a keeper."

We continued feeding each other my cum until it was all gone : (
Then it was up and into our house. As we click clacked back, arms around
each others waists I couldn't help but wonder where our relationship was
headed.

The END