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Adventures of Tami L Takes Control, Starring L & Tami by Tami, L's gurl These stories are based on actual events. Some dramatization has been added but otherwise this shit is real. First, I admit that I have cross-dressed for many years, since I was in High School, if I remember right. But, it has always been a very closely guarded secret. I'd have been mortified if anyone ever found out that I was not the tough, I-can-handle-anything man that I try to be. I never expected that I'd be sharing this fetish with anybody, let alone the woman I love. So, in the end, I guess I'm pretty lucky. Let me tell you how it happened. L, my girlfriend, moved in with me over the summer. We'd been dating for many months pretty seriously, and her lease ran out, so I suggested she just move in with me. Life was good, our sex was great, and in general, we were both very happy. Let me tell you a couple things about L. She is very pretty, 5' 3" blond with blue eyes and a great body. Her breasts are full and firm C cups and she keeps her luscious pussy neatly shaved in a racing stripe. She is a sexual dynamo, can't ever seem to get enough. She moans and screams and when we make love, there are times when I have, honest-to-God, seen her ejaculate. What a rush that is. Let me tell you, if a woman has never cum and squirted your crotch with it, you cannot know the how wonderful it makes you feel. She is also very bi-sexual and reminds me all the time that she wants to find a woman to make love too. One day, laying in bed in the after-glow of some serious pussy pleasing, L mentioned that she would like me to shave the hair from under my arms. She explained that it was long and in the way and a bit unattractive to her. What the hell, I thought, it's no big deal to me whether or not I have hair under my arms. So I did it the next morning. When I showed L, she was very appreciative and told me how cute and sexy it was. So I continued to keep my pits shaved for her. Anyway, I had been enjoying keeping my pits shaved for her, and every now and then, she would bring up how my hairy body was different from her smooth one, and how I should be using a moisturizer cause my skin was always so dry. She would say that I had nice legs, and wonder out loud what I would look like in stockings. She never came right out and said it, but I began to get the feeling that she wanted me to shave all the hair from my body. Well, Valentine's day was on the way, so I decided that one of her "presents" would be that I was going to shave all the hair off my body. Of course, I wouldn't be able to keep it a secret form her. Not when we sleep in the same bed. So, I figured that I would just start a bit early and we would have a long Valentine's weekend. Thursday night before Valentine's I came home with a bottle of Nair and some new razor blades. I said hello to L, told her I was beat from work and wanted to go up and take a bath. She was surprised because I usually don't take a bath, but shrugged it off. I went up to the bathroom, started the water, stripped out of my clothes and soaked for a while. I covered my legs with the hair remover and waited and waited. The stuff dried on my legs after 15 minutes, and I began the process of getting the hair off my legs. The remover didn't work worth a shit, so I had to drain the tub and start over using the razor. Now, I had been up in the tub for close to an hour, I still wasn't close to being smooth and L was calling from downstairs wondering what the hell I was up to. It wasn't long before she was poking her head in the bathroom and found me half covered with shaving cream and blood dripping off my leg from the scrape on my ankle. She asked me what I was doing, and I explained about my Valentine's intention of shaving bare for her. She took off her clothes, had me change the water again, then climbed into the tub and told me that she would finish the shaving and do it right. L used the razor from my ankles all the way up to my chin, taking every hair off until I was not quite totally bare. She carefully worked her way around my cock until I had a racing stripe of pubes that looked just like hers. Then she got me out of the tub, dried off and covered my whole body in vanilla body moisturizer. She told me how smooth my body felt and pulled me to the bed for another intense fucking. She kept running her hands over my bare chest, and legs telling me how sexy it was and how it turned her on. Needless to say, the sex was great. So, there I was thinking about my past and my secret desires to crossdress, having this beautiful, sexy woman exclaim that she loved my bare body, and I wondered if I could expose my secret to her. It caused quite a bit of turmoil in my mind, I tell you. Two days went by, and I began to itch from the shaving. One thing expecially was that my ass cheeks felt raw from the way my underwear rubbed on the freshly shaved area. I told L about it and she suggested that I wear a pair of her thong panties. That way the cheeks of my ass would be bare and not be rubbed raw. I was embarrassed by her suggestion, but secretly, my heart began to beat. She offered me a pair of her old panties, Jockey for Her, blue cotton thongs. She pulled them up my legs and snugged them tight up to my waist. It felt strange to have the "butt floss" panties tight between my asscheeks, with my cock pulled up tight to my belly. L rubbed her hands across my ass, constantly telling me how cute I was and how sexy my ass was. She went down on her knees and pulled my cock out of the panties and sucked it off right then. I had an explosive orgasm, shooting my cum into her sucking mouth and down her throat. She licked her lips and told me I looked cute wearing her panties and should feel free to wear whatever fit out of her underwear drawer. I couldn't believe this was happening. It seemed to me that L really wanted me to wear her underwear. That it turned her on to see my hairless body with her thong panties riding up the crack of my ass. I began to think that maybe I could share my little secret. That she wouldn't think I was a sick and perverted sissy. A couple days after starting me wearing her panties, she dragged me up to the bathroom again and shaved my body. This became a bi-weekly ritual for us. We would talk and snuggle in the tub for a while and L would shave my legs and chest. She told me that I had to do the maintenance under my arms and around my cock. Within two weeks, she had me doing my whole body by myself and said that I should keep it up. I wondered to myself where this was leading. I asked her a number of times if she preferred my body shaved. She kept telling me she liked it, she thought it was sexy. So, even though I thought it was strange that she loved the hard manly way that I made love to her, she wanted my body bare. Now it had been about a month since Valentine's Day and the first time I had become smooth shaven. L said that I was wearing all her good panties and not leaving any for her. She said it was time that I got panties of my own. I honestly couldn't believe my ears! She wanted me to have my own panties?!!? I brushed her comment aside, saying that I would make do with what I had. The next morning, while I battled inside my head, trying to decide whether or not to tell L about my cross-dressing, she told me that she had had a dream that night about me. She said that in her dream I was dressed up in a black dress, with stockings and high heels. Again I played stupid, brushing the dream aside as though it didn't excite me the way it truly did. Well, that was just last week. In the middle of the week, I made up my mind to tell L all about my deep dark secret. We made mad love like we usually do, and while laying together, snuggling, I again asked her if she thought she liked me shaved and bare like a woman. Once again, she told me it was sexy. So I opened my heart and told her that I was a transvestite. I told her about all my experiences, buying underwear, sneaking them from my sister, all the guilt- covered, hidden things that turned me on about wearing women's clothes. She accepted it all, nodding and agreeing with me, all the while, stroking my body like I was her woman, playing with my nipples. She said it was okay. She loved me. The next day, I brought my stash of clothes home from it's hiding place. I also stopped by the local adult store and bought a strap-on dildo for her. I put the clothes away, and gave her the present. I got on my knees in front of L and I told her that I would be extremely happy if she would make me her woman for the weekend. She smiled knowingly, and caressed my cheek lovingly. "We'll go shopping," she said. I was a nervous wreck that whole night. I had no idea what to expect. My crossdressing fantasies had always involved being caught and forced to dress sexily and be used by a dominant woman. I had never imagined that my lover would agree to share my fetish. I didn't know what would happen, but I was determined to find out. L woke me up Saturday morning with coffee in bed. We sipped our coffee and she laid out the plan for the day. The basic outline was food shopping, clothes shopping then playtime and then dinner. When coffee was done, we got into the shower together. L used her body- wash puff on me first, then helped me shave my body. When I was done, I did the same for her. We got out, and dried off. I smoothed moisturizer all over her body, and she did the same for me. L went and got a pair of panties and pantyhose, gave them to me, then went back into the bath to finish her hair and make up. She told me just to put on some jeans and a shirt for now. She got dressed and we went to the grocery store. She stopped in the make- up aisle, at the lipsticks. After a bit, she held up a pink lipstick and said, "I think this will be a good color for you". I blushed. She said I looked so cute. We went home and put the groceries away. "Are you horny", L asked. "Yes!" I exclaimed. "Well, you'll just have to wait!" She rubbed my prick through my pants, caressing it against the panties that I was wearing. "You'll be hard and horny all afternoon, my little slut". She grabbed my hand and led me back out the door. We drove to the local Annie Sez store, all the while she was rubbing her hand up my pantyhose covered legs, her long nails scratching along the hard bulge in my panties. Generally keeping me very hard, to the point where I was moaning with the pleasure. I followed her around the store, trying to keep my hard-on covered. I had to pull my shirt tail out of my pants to do it. And that left me worried that someone might notice the fact that I was wearing women's panties or see the top edge of the pantyhose I was wearing. The scalloped edges of the Jockey for Her panties were pulled to just above the waistline of my jeans. I tried not to bend over at all. So L went through the store, looking at skirts and asking my opinion on different ones. She settled on two black skirts, both very short. Then it was over to the lingerie department! I was getting very anxious about being in this store. I was the only guy, naturally. L. slowly moved around the lingerie area, she was picking out new panties for me. I couldn't believe the things she picked out. Neon green and bright purple thongs. Two sexy black thongs, one with all lace in the front. Then she picked up a black padded push-up bra. Then stockings and a waist cinching garter belt. I started to feel flushed, like I was beet red. And my hard-on never dwindled. It twitched, it ached. I couldn't believe the feelings of excitement, of shame. As She picked the things out, she would come over and hand them to me to hold, whispering in my ear that "after all, they are yours, my little slut". After an eternity, she was done. We went to the cashiers, two 16 and a half year old girls, where I dropped our purchases down on the counter. "Cash or charge, Ma'am?" asked the blond. "I'll pay with a check," I replied. L went to a different counter and browsed at fake jewelry and watches, leaving me at the counter to handle paying for the stuff. The girls chatted between themselves, one remarking that she would really like to have the extra short black skirt that L had picked out for herself. The other preferred the purple thong. I kept my mouth shut, filling out the check, trying not to make eye contact so that the girls would not see my embarrassment. The check accepted, purchases bagged, I carried them behind L back to the car. Before I could get the keys in the ignition, her nails were once again raking their way up my thigh to scratch the length of my pantied penis. "Is my little slut horny? Isn't that so sweet. Look at you squirm, slut. Oh I bet you can't wait to get laid? Isn't that right?" said L. I just moaned and squirmed and begged her to stop so I could drive home. She slowed down her caressing, and I did manage to get us home safely. First Round L took my hand and practically dragged me up the steps to the bedroom. She threw the bag on our big four-poster 'rope bed'. She pushed me to a seat on the edge and took my head and kissed me. It wasn't like kisses before. This time she was the aggressor, I submitted to her tongue probing the insides of my mouth. I sucked hungrily after it if she took it out. L. unbuttoned my shirt and began to rub and tweak my nipples. It hurt at times and caused me to catch at my breath while kissing her. It was intoxicating. Slowly, ever so slowly, she made love to me. Kisses down my neck, on my earlobes, my mouth. Her fingers relentless on my nipples. My back started to arch and bend as she laid me back on the bed. Somewhere in there, my clothes began to come off, till I laid on the bed naked, squirming under her touch, arching my back to meet her hands or fingers anywhere they touched me. Her mouth, nibbling here, then sucking and probing at my mouth. I was thrusting my hips, and in my mind I could almost see myself, a yielding, wanton slut, ready to beg to fuck. L whispered at my ear, "You are so hot, look at you, you slut, you want it don't you, tell me you want it." "What," I breathed, "what ...what do I want...." "Tell me you want to be fucked. Look at your hips bucking and thrusting. You want it, you want me to fuck you." " Oh yes," I begged, panting out the words between ragged breaths, " oh fuck me please..." Suddenly, she stopped. She stood up and began stripping off her own clothes. Her top pulled over her head, exposing those luscious C-cups that I love so well. She slid her fingers into the tops of her panties and slid them down her legs taking the jeans along too. "On your knees, bitch" she barked, "don't look at me." I quickly complied, knowing, accepting that I was her slut, her bitch. I flipped over, got on my knees, and tried to get comfortable. I knew what was going to happen. She was going to fuck my ass. But I had no control over it. I was assuming the feminine part in this sexual encounter and I truly desired it. I wanted more. I wanted to be taken by her, I love L and I needed to have her possess me. I wanted to give myself over to her control. While my mind was busy, enjoying these thoughts, L was strapping on her new, long thick dildo. She knelt behind my upraised ass. I could just see her in the mirror beside the bed, stroking that long dildo, getting it ready. She slapped my ass, "Are you ready bitch, ready to take my cock" "Oh yes, " I moaned, "please just fuck me". I wiggled my ass at her, hoping to entice her. "Oh you little slut, look at you moving that ass. This is gonna feel so good." To be honest with you, I don't remember all the details from then on out. I know that she had that dong stroking my ass for a long time. I know that she had two major orgasms while she was doing it. I remember the feeling of being split open. L was slow but firm as she worked her fake cock deep inside me. I felt her thighs pressed against my asscheeks, and knew the invader was completely inside, then she started to fuck me. I know that when she was done, I felt fucked, I felt like I had never felt before. I know I hadn't had an orgasm in the usual male way. But I tell you what, there was a time while she was fucking me, I had rolled over on my back and had my legs around her hips. L was stroking away, closing in on her second orgasm when I felt my stomach begin to tense, like I was trying to force out a big shit, but had no control over my sphincter. My muscles kept tensing, squeezing onto the thick invader in my ass. Then this wave of something just reverberated though my body, bouncing from head to toe then back to my ass. I felt my cock pulsing, though it wasn't hard, shooting a steady stream of cum onto both of us. If that is a female orgasm, well, I'd take one every day all day if I could. After that, we caught our breath and relaxed for a bit. I couldn't help but just lay there and look at her with total contentment. She got up and took off her wonderful cock, and I followed her to the bathroom. I cleaned up my no- longer-virgin ass, while she put away the dildo. When she was done with the dildo, she came back into the bathroom as I was finishing and handed me an anal plug. "Your ass is now mine, slut, and I want this in it!" My eyes pleaded with her, but I didn't say anything. On the one hand, I was afraid because I was not the controller in this situation. I had never been the submissive, do anything you want to me, kind of guy. But on the other hand, I wanted this fantasy to last as long as it could. I didn't know if there would come a time when L would decide that enough was enough and we should stop fooling around with me in panties. I eased the plug up into my stretched ass and felt it plop in as the fat plug ended in a thin stem at the base. I stood up with the plug in place and could not help but squirm my ass around trying to get comfortable. I was amazed that L had come up with this deviousness. Did she know & plan that the plug was going to keep me squirming all day, or was it just something she dreamed up spur of the moment. Regardless, it did keep me squirming all afternoon. But more on that later. Plug in place, I stepped lightly into the bedroom where L had the newly purchased lingerie spread out on the bed. "Get started with these while I find something for myself " she said pointing to the stockings, waist cincher, lace black panties and padded black bra. I started with the waist cincher. It was tight, black elastic, but I managed to get it up over my hips and tight around waist. It definitely trimmed up my figure, smoothing out a bit of a spare tire. I pulled the black thong panties into place next. The lacey front highlighting the hairless pale skin at my crotch and emphasizing the crack of my ass. Then I worked the bra into place and managed finally to get the clasp hooked. I adjusted it as best I could, and pulled at my chest to get the flesh into the cups better. Gingerly I sat on the bed to put the stockings on. I had to adjust the waist cincher, because when I bent to sit it bunched up around my stomach. I reset it just below my chest, causing a bit of extra skin to push up out the top, which had me readjusting the bra again.. I was attaching the garters to the hose after I had caressed them up my smooth legs, when L came back into the room. She was holding her black corset and seamed black stockings. "Assist me, slut-bitch," was all she said. I quickly went to her side and on my knees to help her dress. I snapped up the front of her corset, then went to work lacing it up. I love to see L in this corset. It's a "Delicious" corset, black, sturdy, well boned. It has excellent stays, appears to be very well stitched, and can easily shrink L's waist down three inches. It is my favorite thing for her to wear. Maybe because I long to wear it myself? Anyway, once laced in I rolled her stockings up her legs and fixed the garters to them. I looked up at her when I was finished. I love the way her breasts pour out over the top of the corset. I reached up and sucked a nipple hungrily into my mouth. "Mmmmm.." L murmered as she held my face to her breast. Then she just pushed me away and went back to her closet. I went to my old stash of clothes, and dug out a burgundy stretch skirt and got a black silk shirt out of my own closet. When I was dressed I waited for L. She bounced out of the closet, took a look at me and said, "get that off, this is what I want you to wear." She held up a slinky black clingy evening dress. It had long sleeves, a rather high neck but quite a low back. It shimmered and sparkled as she waved it for me. I quickly took off the skirt and shirt I had on and took the dress from her. "Look at your bra, you are such a silly slut, let me adjust that for you," said L. She picked at the straps loosening and moving. The bra did fit better, and I got the cups to a point where I seemed to have a trace of cleavage. "Now, let's get this on," L remarked as she helped get the dress over my head and down my body. I tugged at the bottom, hoping to pull it down further. It was quite short on me, just covering the top of my stockings. I smoothed it's clingy fit, luxuriating in the feelings of being in such a feminine garment. L told me to stand right there in front of the mirror while she finished getting dressed. Once again, she returned from her closet. This time wearing the very short new black skirt she bought. It did not even try to cover the top of her stockings, but went so high up her leg as to show most of her creamy thighs above the stockings. She also had on a white lacey bolero type blouse. It had fluffy sleeves and a wide ring of lace around the very low neckline. It was practically see through and while it did cover her breasts, the blouse certainly did more to emphasize them than to cover them. I whistled my approval as she went in the bathroom to do her makeup. "Come, bitch," she said. I followed her to the bathroom where she told me to kneel and watch her. "You'll watch me, then we' ll do you." L doesn't wear a lot a make-up. She put on a bit of eyeliner, then lipstick. She turned to me. "This is how I will want you to look, so remember how to do it." She pulled at my eyelids and lined them top & bottom with a slate blue pencil. Then she used a bit of pink highlights above my eyes. Satisfied, she held my chin in her hand and uncapped the tube of very pink lipstick. Carefully, she smeared it over my lips, instructing me to pucker and rub my lips together to even out the color. When I saw myself in the mirror, I looked like a guy wearing make-up. L didn't care though, as she held my face in both hands, she said "I can't believe how cute you are". She called me her slut and her bitch and covered my mouth with her hungry kisses, messing up both of our lips. After repairing the damage, she led me downstairs. For the rest of the afternoon we lounged around the house, talking, we watched a movie, just girl stuff. All the while, the plug in my ass had me shifting and squirming, trying to get comfortable. After dinner had been cleaned up, a lovely light supper in which we shared a nice bottle of wine, L took me back into bedroom. "More playtime, slut. Ready for some fun?" I nodded my assent, curious and not just a little bit hesitant as to what she had in mind. Well I quickly found out! L had me strip out of the dress, standing in only my lingerie, she began to attach cuffs to my wrists and ankles. She turned me to face the foot of the bed, then pushed my face down onto the mattress. She attached my wrists to ropes tied to the posts at the foot, then did the same with my ankles, spreading them wide, so I was forced onto my tiptoes, my weight leaning onto the ropes that held my arms secure. Once satisfied that I wasn't going anywhere, L moved to the side of the bed where I could watch her as she slowly stripped off the blouse and skirt, leaving her in her corset and stockings. She moved onto the bed and positioned herself so that her glistening pussy was right in front of my face. L laid her legs up on my shoulders and squirmed under my face, then used her legs to hold my face in her sweet pussy. " I think you know what to do, don't you slut?" she questioned. And well I did. I'm no stranger to eating L's pussy. It has always been a favorite foreplay for me. Being forced to suck and eat her pussy was a new thrill for me. I relished my submission to her desires, and used my mouth on her like I had never before. I licked and nibbled and teased her clit. I lost consciousness of everything else, concentrating all my efforts on her tasty cunt. I felt as though I opened my whole being and swallowed her puss inside of me. L climaxed a couple times, soaking me in her juice, which I hungrily sucked up as quickly as I could. When she released her grip on my face, she smiled, "Your turn," was all she said. Tied as I was, I couldn't see what L did next, however my suspicions were proved to be true when I felt her hands caressing my ass. She pulled the thong aside and eased the plug out of my ass. " Oohhh, so nice and loose," she remarked, probing her fingers in and around my asshole. "I don't think I can take that dildo again " I pleaded to L. "Excuse me? Are you talking to me? I don't want to hear you talk!" L smacked my ass hard, and the next thing I knew she was forcing a ball gag into my mouth, buckling it tightly around my head. My complaints were now muffled into unintelligible grunts. "Much better, now back to business " and L returned to her spot behind my ass. I could just catch a glimpse of her in the mirror beside the bed, stroking lube along the length of that thick dildo she wore. The other hand fingering my ass like it was a pussy, two fingers sliding in and out and around, loosening me up even more. When L slipped the cock back into my ass again, it eased right in until L had her hips pressed firmly against my ass, forcing me to lean harder onto the ropes holding my arms. I grunted into the gag, causing saliva to begin to drool down my chin. L slowly began to fuck me then. Dragging the cock out of my clenching ass slowly then plunging it back in. L had a grip on my hips, pulling me onto her cock. I was at her mercy, and she fucked me the same way I remember fucking her. She jammed me onto her cock, stuffing it into me hard, then easing it out till the head just pops out, then stuffing it in again. Over and over, I felt her impale me. I felt her come time after time, her thrusts rising to a fevered pitch as an orgasm rolled through her body, only to begin the process over, bringing herself to another orgasm. When I could no longer squeeze the muscle of my sphincter shut, I began to just open myself up to her onslaught, trying to open my ass up for her, giving myself up to her control. Then I started to have an orgasm of my own. I couldn't control it like when I was the one doing the fucking. I could squeeze it off and wait, then keep fucking. Well, I couldn't control this! It rippled through my body like a tidal wave. My asshole tried to clench, only to be split open again. I shuddered and squealed as my cock erupted in a stream of cum, seeming to gush like a fountain, this wasn't the pumping, squirting orgasm that I have "as a man". It came out in a steady stream, soaking my panties which still held my soft cock snug against my belly. I felt totally drained after that first orgasm, but L wasn't even close to done. She continued on for an hour, until I was just a limp ragdoll hanging in my bonds, drool covered and cum covered. Finally exhausted, L unstrapped herself from the dildo which briefly stuck out of my ass, then it dropped to the floor because my body had no strength left to clench onto it like I wanted to. I wanted it not to be over, even though I was so exhausted I could barely move. L untied me and helped me up onto the bed where we snuggled for a long time. L told me I was a wonderful little slut and that we would be doing this much more often now. I could only smile and hug her. I started to realize that what had long been just a fantasy life for me was soon to become quite a lot more real! Second Round That first night was over six months ago now. I have remained completely shaved, save my own pubic racing stripe. I can't remember the last time I wore a pair of men's underwear. I only wear panties now. A lot of the time, L has me wearing a bra, too. She constantly is squeezing and tugging on my nipples and is always telling me how she thinks my chest is beginning to turn into breasts. I'm not sure I want that to happen, but I know that L would love to have my chest become a pair of C-cup breasts for her play. I don't know if they are growing or not, but there are times when it sure does look like I have cleavage! Not too long ago, L was talking to me about sex and how our lives had changed, sexually. We were talking about bondage and dominance and submission and I said something about how she could take a lot more advantage of me if she was so inclined. ASIDE: L is only about 23 years old. I know that her experiences with me are the only exposure she has had to bondage, submission and any other kinky sex. Now she is not inexperienced sexually, mind you, just no experience with the kinkier side of sex. Me, well, I have a really vivid imagination and have been reading bondage and TV stuff for quite a few years. I can't imagine where L gets some of her ideas. I think that I have enabled her to open up a new part inside of her that brings out the dominant side of her. Whatever it is, I enjoy it. Anyway... back to the whatever... Well, her eyes just lit up when I said that. I quickly realized that I had given her an opening which she quickly put to use. She ordered me up to the room and to strip. We were gonna play. L tossed me a black bustier type thing with garters that tied in the front. I pulled it over my head and L tied it tightly around my torso. I attached black fish net stockings to the garters and went to the bathroom to perform my "cleansing duties". "When you are finished with your make-up, hurry downstairs," L ordered. I did as I was told and arrived downstairs to see L standing in front of the Chair with a bundle of toys and rope. (The Chair is this throne-looking thing. It has a high back, with arms and is covered in red vlevet.) Wearing only the bustier and stockings, my cock waved out in front of me, betraying my excitement. L pointed me to the chair. "Before you sit down tho.." L placed the wedge-shaped butt plug on the seat. "This ought to help get you in the mood." She had me sit squarely on the plug, my own weight driving it all the way, deep into my ass. Then she proceeded to bind me to the chair. First my arms were tied to the arms. Stuffing the ballgag into my mouth, She crossed my "tits" with ropes, squeezing them into the cups of the bustier. Then she wrapped lengths of rope around my legs just above my knees. She pulled a rope through the wrap on one leg and tied it off around the back of the chair. This left my leg suspended just in front of the seat with my cock and balls hanging over the edge. She did the same with my other leg. "Now I have a few things I need to do, slut, so this should keep you entertained." L placed a video in the VCR. "Enjoy" and she left. There I was practically hanging in this chair, all my weight centered on the buttplug and she had left me watching a lesbian bondage video. I watched as women licked and sucked and fucked each other. I watched as one luscious young blond had this huge red dildo stuffed into her ass while she was tied up. Finally, L came back to see me squirming on the chair, my hard cock pointing directly at the tv screen where this bound girl was taking a dildo in her ass while being face fucked by another woman. I was bucking my hips by that time, trying to jam the buttplug deeper into my ass where I just knew if I could get it where I wanted it I could buck myself to orgasm. It just wasn't long enough to reach! I moaned into the gag, causing more drool to dribble off my chin, landing between my bound breasts, enlarging the already wet spot. "Now aren't you just the prettiest sight?" L asked. "Is there something I can do for you?" L knelt in front of the Chair, grabbing my ball sac and playing with them. "Something you would like," she asked again. All I could do was nod and grunt into the gag. But L knew. Holding my balls firmly, she lowered her lips to my raging hard-on. Ever so slowly, she swallowed my cock till she bumped her nose into my stripe of pubes. I moaned in ecstacy as L sucked my cock. I gotta tell ya, she really knows how to suck my cock. She brought me to the edge of orgasm time after time, until I was pleading through the gag for her to make me cum. At last, she went down and swallowed my cock into the back of her throat and I found release. My ass bucking and squirming on the plug, my cock deep in the back of her throat I erupted in orgasm, spurting my jiz in her hungry mouth where L swallowed it all. Licking her lips, L looked up from between my legs with this evil smirk in her eyes, " and now for me" she said. Still tied in the Chair, I watched as L strapped on her dildo, something I had become very familiar with over the past few months. She knelt between my legs again, and pushed me back in the Chair so my ass was presented at the edge of the seat. She took out the plug and felt me with her fingers. "Loose and spread. Just the way I like it," she commented. Quickly her fingers were replaced by the dildo which these days slips into my ass pretty easily. L fucked me like that until she reached her first orgasm, using me like the slut I had become, an object, a plaything for her satisfaction. When she had come, she untied me, but wasn't finished just yet. She ordered me back onto the Chair, this time on my knees facing the back. This left my ass once again presented for her use. Wasting no time, she had that thick dildo slipping in and out of my ass, her hips slapping against my ass cheeks. I began to meet her thrusts, and as she neared her second orgasm, I was bucking furiously while my own orgasm reverberated through my body. Suddenly, the dildo was out of my ass. I took a welcome breath, knowing that this was awful quick for L, as she usually took twenty minutes to an hour reaming my ass. Well, as I guessed, it wasn't over yet. I felt L stick her finger in my ass, moving it in and out. Then there was another and another. I felt like she was splitting my ass apart. I groaned and moaned as she worked at my ass, pushing in and pulling out, in & out. Then I felt this huge push past my opening and thought that she had stuffed a freaking watermelon up into my ass. "I knew there was room in there," she said. "Do you know that I have my whole hand in your ass?" I felt her fingers clenched into a ball. "I saw the one little girl in the video take this woman's hand in her cunt, so I thought I would try it on you. " She unclenched her fist and eased it out a bit. "I knew you could take it, don't you love it" she pushed back in again and I thought I would burst open. L found my prostate (she calls it my C-spot, cause it makes me cum) and used her hand to massage it from the inside. My whole body shuddered as I let loose a stream of come from my now soft cock. I collapsed in the Chair, spent, with L's hand still stufed in my ass.