Auto Ride Made Me A Cross Dresser Whore 8211 Part 1
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Sitting there with only a towel that too late in the night I was feeling cold. All this as very overwhelming for me, but yet I felt numb. Maybe lack of sleep, the slaps, and all the tears have hardened me to face anything that night. “Here put this on.” Sheena woke me up from my thoughts and handed me a black cotton panty.
I stared at it for a moment and slowly pulled it up. My hard and bound cock made a huge bulge. It was followed by a matching bra. Sheena helped with the hooks and used some cushions to fill the cup. Then she made me stand up and put on a petticoat, again black in color.
This was followed by a black silk blouse with red sleeves. I sat through all this like a doll whose fate is sealed. Then she proceeded to work on my face, which was looking lifeless by now. She applied foundation, which was followed by black eyeliner, black mascara, bright red lipstick, and lip gloss.
Then she fitted me with clip-on earrings and large nose-ring. It was time for a wig now. I knew what to expect by then. She proceeded to fix the wig and clipped it with my hair. The hair was very long I could feel it reaching till my bottom. Next was a large red bindi and mang tika.
Why is she dressing me up like a bride, I wondered. I was lost in thoughts when Sheena asked me to stand up. She nudged me little on the shoulder when I didn’t. She meticulously draped a red silk saree around me. She draped it well below my navel and wore the pallu as a gunghat.
She then directed me towards the mirror. All I could see was a shy, nervous bride with a lowered head just about to step into unknown waters. She just left me there and went about dressing herself. I just stood there dumbfounded for a while and then slowly sat on the nearby bed awaiting my fate.
All this while the plug in my ass and the bound cock were making me extremely uncomfortable. I paid no attention to Sheena getting ready nearby. Ten minutes might have passed when suddenly I heard the husky, “Chal.” That’s when I noticed Sheena.
She had also donned a similar dress, saree, make-up jewelry – the only difference was that she had no gunghat. She held my hand and directed me to the drawing-room where the two lecherous men were seated. As we entered the room the driver whistled.
“Look at the slut, I knew she would make a good bride,” said the man whose name was still unknown to me. The driver came and circled around as if examining a piece of meat. “Accha maal nikli yeh,” and he slapped my butt making me jump.
The slap also made the butt plug move further inside me, making my bound cock also jump. “Please Sir, Please, no,” I tried to appeal to them one last time. Both of them chuckled at it, while the driver grabbed my ass hard. All this was making me horny as hell too.
I could feel my panty getting wet with precum adding to my humiliation. I was also sure that they are planning to do a mock wedding to further humiliate me. The only thing which was not clear was who was going to be my ‘husband’. “My husband! What are you thinking? You are a man. This will get over soon. Get a hold of yourself!” I told myself.
I was standing in the middle of the room now, with the three people surrounding me. Sheena was appearing very sexy in her outfit and she was standing very close to the man. How I would have I liked to fuck her. Then the lecherous smile on the auto driver’s face reminded me that I am also more or less dressed as her.
I was looking as fuckable as her, at least to the driver. From fucking a sexy woman to getting fucked like a woman, my thoughts were getting messed up. I was not feeling fear or anything. It was all numb and maybe I was also somewhat high because of the sexual torture I had been put through.
I had been hard for close to two hours now, with no possible respite in sight. “Move forward slut,” the man said. I moved instinctively. I was now standing face to face with Sheena. “Sheena, do it, make this bitch your wife,” by now Sheena’s hand had circled around my neck.
And next moment I see a ‘fake’ mangalsutra lying around my neck. What had just happened? Even though I had expected one of them to marry me, I didn’t expect it to be Sheena. I was going crazy in my head. Maybe it showed on my face too.
The man started speaking, “Look how confused this bitch is, maybe she wanted to be wife to one of us,” he laughed. “Maybe we can share her,” the auto driver took sindoor from Sheena’s hand, lifted my gunghat and mang tika and applied some on the part of my wig.
“Bitch, I am one of your pati now,” he said while slapping my butt once again. “Sheena you may kiss the bride now,” the man chuckled. Sheena held my face by her hand and kissed full on my lips. Her soft hands and supple lips made me go mad. I instinctively opened my mouth and let her tongue explore its insides.
I was getting lost in the sensation. I felt a strong rough hand grabbing my ass and another kneading the lower of my back. I was too engrossed in the kiss to turn around and check who it was. Slowly the hands moved towards my tummy under the pallu.
I started aggressively grabbing and pinching around my navel. The person had also gotten closer I could feel the breath on my neck while a hard cock was poking my butt. Suddenly he turned me around and kissed on my lips. It was the driver. He was very aggressive and rough, nothing like Sheena.
I instinctively responded to the kiss. Then realizing what I have done I tried to move away. But he was holding me tight and smooching me all over. “Don’t ruin her make-up. We need her clean and nice for now, you can do as you wish later,” the man said.
As I turned to look at him he was holding a camera and was filming everything. My first reaction was to cover my face. “Bitch, we have enough video of enjoying everything done to you, it is enough to show everyone that you are not a man but horny whore,” he said.
Sheena took my hands and lowered them and leaned closer to my ears. She half-whispered half licked into my ears. “You try to relax and do as you are told. I will make sure that you are not hurt and will help you enjoy this.”
“Come, girl,” she said out loud and led me to the couch nearby. She made me sit on her lap and started kissing me harder on lips. Her hand was playing with my tummy. With her other hand, she unwrapped my pallu and dropped it on the floor.
Slowly she moved downwards, kissing and licking my neck and down to my navel. She played with one of my breasts (breasts?) while groping my bound cock over all the clothes. I was in heaven and yearned for a release. I was putty in her hands now. I would do anything she asked.
She gave one more quick peck on my lips and got up. She sat on top of me, on top of my hard dick. On another day it would have been a dream come true. A hot lady about to ride you, but now I was also dressed as a girl. I didn’t know what to feel.
It was then I noticed the driver standing nearby, grabbing his cock over his pants. It did make a huge tent on his pants. Sheena grabbed him by hand and brought him closer. She then started slowing rubbing her hands over her crotch. He went to knead her breast over the blouse making her pallu fall over me, exposing her navel.
All this made her soft plump ass grind against me, making matters worse if possible. She in the meanwhile picked up my right hand slowly and placed it on the drivers’ crotch. I tried to pull it back. But she grabbed it tight and gave me a stern look while pressing down on my dick.
I felt weak and let her do as she wanted. She slowly rubbed my hand over his cock, I could feel his hard throbbing member. It was definitely much bigger than mine. ‘How will it look in nude?’ I tried to push that thought away from my head.
I didn’t realize that Sheena had moved her hand away and continued to feel and rub his cock. When I realized this I felt very embarrassed. But before I could withdraw my hand Sheena caught hold of it again and directed to the zipper. She had already unbuckled his pants.
It feels down as we pulled the zipper down. She made my hands hold his underwear and pull it down freeing his hard, erect monster which was glistening with precum. For a moment my eyes were fixed on that. But I tried to look away. The next moment my hand was being run over his erect member.
I could feel his warmth and veins, which made my groin tingle. I felt a bit sick when my hands came in contact with his well moist head. but Sheena kept moving my hand up and down his length. Before I realized I was jerking him off on my own and Sheena was grinding slowly on my member.
I was feeling very submissive and blank at this point. Then suddenly Sheena decided it is enough. She took him in her mouth and gave it a few strokes. I felt jealous. But wasn’t sure if I was feeling jealous for Sheena that she got to suck that cock or towards the driver that Sheena was pleasuring him.
Maybe he got close to coming, he suddenly withdrew himself. Without wasting a moment Sheena came down and kissed straight on my mouth. I could taste him in her mouth and also smell his mush, surprisingly I didn’t feel repulsed.
“Sheena, she is ready. It is time to make a real bitch out of her.” Sheena pulled me up and whispered, “Relax and enjoy this dear else they will hurt you,” with that she made me stand on the couch on all fours. Before I could even think clearly she pulled the saree and petticoat around my waist in a bunch.
She lowered my panty. Then with a loud pop removed the butt plug. “Help her, Raghav,” the man ordered. Oh! the auto drivers’ name is Raghav. He also moved behind me and probably was holding the saree now. And in no time a hard cock was poking my gaping hole.
It had no difficulty in going in – Sheena had prepared me well. Who was fucking me? The hands holding me by my waist were soft so were the thighs which were rubbing close to mine. It cannot be Sheena with a strapon, the cock was real. The cock slowly eased into my hole.
It started moving in and out while Sheenas one hand started teasing my now exposed bound dick. Precum was oozing from my dick with no stopping. The fucking picked up pace – the cock started to move in and out in a rhythmic fashion. My dick wanted to explode so badly.
Then as she had tied it up, Sheena untied my dick in a jiffy. The cock inside me picked up more pace and started banging me hard and rough. And without warning, with nobody touching my dick, it erupted and made a mess on the couch. All this was too much for me. I collapsed.
“I knew she was a slut the moment I saw, look at her coming like some cheap whore. No man will come like this,” I could hear Raghav chuckling. Before I came out of the daze, I was flipped and made to lie on my back. Then I saw my first fuck in a haze, was it Sheena? Does she have a cock?
She came close to my face and pushed her cock against my lips. I was still recovering from my sensations. My mouth opened a little, the cock through that gap and came suddenly – maybe fucking me and everything was too much for her. Some of her cum went inside my mouth some spilled over my lips.
But she had also pulled back in time so that a lot of it fell on my face. I also felt a stream of jizz hitting my face in spurts, was Raghav jerking off to all this? Before I could register more details I dozed off due to exhaustion and perhaps the best ejaculation of my life.
The next part will see how the character is being turned in to CD Whore.
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