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Phantasies -- Fulfilled? By Renee Part one I've always had this fetish, ever since I was a kid. I used to wear my sisters bathing suit or short shorts and since I had a small frame and very little hair, I looked pretty cute. I would fantasize about being forced to wear my sisters bathing suit and then being tied up to a pole outside the school for everyone to see. There were even some boys I used to look at in the locker room and think they would also look cute as girls. Although I fantasized about being forced to wear these things I never did anything about it until now. I am now 33, but I still look a lot younger. I've been told I look more like 25, since I still have that boyish look and I never got mush bigger. I am 5'7", 140 lbs with blonde hair and a smooth body. I work out religiously, but I don't get very muscular - just stay fit and trim. I am married, but I have never told anyone about my fetish, including my wife, Michelle. A few years ago, I started calling those phone sex lines. At first, it was very satisfying and then I got bored, I needed something more. So, I started having phone sex with other men and again, it was satisfying at first, but was too expensive and I wanted to do something real. I even tried one of those BBS lines before I started using AOL. Ever since I started on AOL, I created my "fetish" account, but I had never actually met anyone. I had gone to a few professional dominant females and although they were very good, they didn't satisfy me either. It seemed that no matter what I did, I just needed more. I had constant fantasies of being taken forcibly and I needed to feel what it's like to suck a real cock. My first time with a professional dominant was in Philadelphia. I couldn't take it anymore, so I saw one in a local paper and called her up. The ad said they did "dominant massages", so I figured that would be a good start. I was staying in a downtown apartment and walked over to her place. I was really nervous and almost turned back a few times, but I went through with it. When I got there, I realized it wasn't a real dungeon, but I didn't want to back out now. I went in and chose the mistress I wanted. She was ok looking and had a nice body. his was the first time I had taken my clothes off in front of anyone except my wife since we were married. It felt weird but comfortable. My "Mistress" made me dress in this cute little dress. She said I looked like a gymnast and she was right. I looked pretty cute. The session continued with her spanking me and forcing me to suck a dildo. Finally, I jerked off. She said she was surprised that this was my first time, because I was so into being dominated. Afterward I was satisfied, but felt I had done something wrong and vowed to myself I would never do it again. I thought that maybe my curiosity would change. But it didn't. I wanted to more domination, like bondage and I wanted to suck a real cock. So, the next time I was in Philadelphia, I found a shemale place and asked if they did dominant sessions. They did, so I went over. I didn't get to choose my shemale and that was my big mistake. She was big, ugly, black and smelled a little. She dressed me in a dress, wig, stockings and high heels, which I liked. She forced her big fat cock (with a condom) down my mouth. I almost gagged a few times. In the middle of the session, another one of the shemales came in with a boy. He must have been about 20 or so. He was kind of cute. He just said 'hi' to the dominant and they showed the sissy they had (me) to him and that was it. I was really hoping they would make me come on to him and rub his cock and more, but he just left. Another session and again I vowed that would be the end. I was able to keep that vow for about a year. When I was in Dallas, I met another Pro dominant. She wasn't that great looking, but she was a good dom. I loved how she dressed me in thigh highs and garter and then tied me up. That was the first time I was ever tied up. She did it expertly. I loved it. I felt so vulnerable all tied up and in my sexy outfit. When I finally jerked off and came, I shot above my head onto the headboard. But there was still something missing a real dominant (not a pro) and a real cock I felt I needed to meet a real male (and not pay for it). So, I decided to find someone on AOL and actually meet him. After quite a few tries and then changing my mind at the last minute, I finally went to see a dominant male. We had talked on the phone a few times and he assured me he would respect my limits. The only problem was that he wasn't into cross-dressers, but since it was one of fantasies is to be a boy slave to a male, I went along. I went to his apartment and was so nervous. He was tall and ok looking, but nothing great. He gave me a beer and asked me what I was looking for, which I explained to him. Then he told me to take off my clothes and get comfortable with being nude in front of him. He gave me some dominant male magazines to read. He said that he wanted to get to the point where I would come to his apartment, take off my clothes and bend over for him to fuck me. Basically, I would be his slave. When the phone rang, he pointed for me to get on my knees. Then he took his shorts off and motioned for me to suck him. He was still on the phone! When I told him that he needed to wear a condom, he obliged. I sucked him for a little while. When he got off the phone, he made me lay on top of him and lick his balls. I immediately told him I had to stop. This wasn't for me. I didn't want to do that. We talked for a while, but I went home really confused. Why do I have fantasies about sucking cock, but I couldn't do what he wanted? I decided that he needed to be better looking and more forceful with bondage. Again I decided that would be my last time. Until I met another guy on AOL. He also was not into cross- dressing, but I really liked what he liked to do with his boys. He was definitely into bondage. I was interested, but not sure about doing this again. It took him a while to convince me. One night I read my email and he told me that I had to come to him tonight. He was trying to be very demanding, because he knew if he didn't do that, I wouldn't come over. I was extremely nervous, but I called him up and said I would be over right away. I almost turned around a few times. Finally, when I arrived, he told me to take all of my clothes off except my boxers. He then handcuffed my hands behind my back. My heart was racing. And I got hard immediately He calmed me down a little and said he would wait a few minutes. I did calm down a little bit. Here I was with some guy and my hands cuffed behind my back and no way out. He pulled my rock hard cock out and stroked it. I was so horny. Later he had me bend over while he poked and prodded me with a dildo. And finally he made me suck him and then he jerked off on my chest. This was the first time I sucked a cock without a condom. It was weird, but felt ok. I liked being his little cock-sucker. He was pretty gentle with me. We later talked about taking it further and him bringing me to a gay bar as a slave with a collar, but it never panned out. Too bad - I really wanted to do that too, but I decided not to go through with it. I met one other Pro dom in Dallas at a place called The Rook, but she wasn't very satisfying. She was ok looking and very good in bondage, but I still wanted a more "real" session. Everything seemed too fake with the Pros, but I was too nervous to do something real! Too nervous about doing something dangerous with someone online, I saw two more Pro doms in Tampa. One was pretty good. She had a nice body and made me suck her big breasts. But didn't do too much bondage and the session was over before I knew it. The last one I saw was the best Mistress Hunter. It took me a while to get an appointment. She had the kind of body I just love. It was extremely muscular and rock hard. The session was fantastic because I just loved serving her. But, like the previous Mistress, she didn't have any clothes for me to wear or a dildo to use on me. I finally came while sliding my cock between her booted legs. Recently in Atlanta, I went to another guy's house, but had him stop before we went too far. He was really nice and had a great dungeon, but I couldn't go through with it. It was for a few reasons. Although I want to service a cock, I really don't like men. He made me bite his nipples and that kind of disgusted me. He also wasn't forceful enough. I need someone to be very forceful. He was a real nice guy though and we still chat online sometimes. Now I was really confused. I like being a slave, I like cocks and I like cross-dressing but I don't think I like men. I was going crazy. I thought about being a slave everyday, but was afraid of going through with anything. What was weird was that being with a guy didn't turn me on, but being forced to be a slave did. So, I finally decided to give it another try, but this time as a sissy slut. Then I met this couple online and chatted quite a few times before we decided to meet. Meeting a couple was my ultimate fantasy. I figured I could do this, get it over with and then put all of this behind me. I met the couple in a diner first. They were very nice. They said their names were Master Jason and Mistress Jennifer. They were about my age and very good looking. She was petite blonde with nice size breasts and great legs. He was very muscular and looked even younger than she. We talked for a little bit. They asked about my prior experiences and I asked them about theirs. They said they did quite a bit of this kind of thing, but it was only between the two of them. They had a full dungeon down in their basement. After about an hour, we agreed to meet again in a week. They said they would call me with the details about where to meet them. I was hard the whole time I talked to them. At the end, they mentioned I would look cute as a girl. I couldn't forget that. I was so excited after that night, I couldn't wait for them to call me back. I waited over a week, but never heard anything. Just when I figured they changed their mind, I received a discreet phone call at work. They gave me an address to meet them (their home) and told me to come as is don't bother bringing your female clothes. I was disappointed, because I loved wearing my black thigh highs and panties underneath my clothes. I also had a ball splitter and some wrist restraints, which I never was able to use. Jason told me to arrive at 7:00pm sharp. He said if I was late I should turn around and go home. It was hard to make it on time, because I was coming from work and I didn't know where I was going. As I was driving, I started having second thoughts. I was thinking I was nuts to be putting myself in danger like this. What was wrong with me? I have a beautiful wife who loves me. Why would I want to do something like this? But I knew I had to get this behind me and get on with my life. The house was large and all by itself in the back woods. The next house had to be at least a mile away. When I got to the door, there was a note and a bag on the ground. The note read: Dear Renee, Take off your clothes and put them in the bag provided. Then, pull out the blindfold and handcuffs and cuff your hands behind your back. Ring the doorbell, kneel on the ground with your forehead down. DO IT NOW! Or leave immediately and never contact us again. This is your last chance out. Master Jason and Mistress Jennifer Although I was nervous about this, I figured I would play along with their game. Since no one else could see me it didn't bother me much. I undressed and put all of the clothes in the bag. Although the air was warm and comfortable, I was shaking, because I was so nervous. I pulled out the blindfold and put it on and then pulled out the cuffs. I rang the doorbell, cuffed myself, knelt down and waited and waited. Uh, oh, are they even home, I thought. Finally, the door opened. I was immediately grabbed and lifted in the air like a little child. A ball gag was stuck in my mouth. I couldn't talk and barely could see. Jason said that for now on I was their property and would only do as they say. He said he would make sure of it. What did he mean by that? "You will come here when we say and how we say. If you don't, you will suffer the consequences." I was starting to get very nervous. "Your name will now be 'Renee' and you will think of your self as a whore. You will only address us as Master and Mistress and all of our friends the same way." Friends? We didn't talk about any friends. "Now lift your head, whore Renee". When I did that, he took the ball gag out of my mouth. As I was stretching my mouth, he shoved his big cock in it. I could hardly breathe, I wasn't expecting this. I said I wanted to be forced, but this was ridiculous. It was so hard and so big, I could hardly take it. He had it going in and out all the way down my throat. I even gagged a few times. To make sure I took it all the way, he held the back of my head. Then he took the blindfold off and I was hit with a blinding light ... a flash. Then another. As he was pumping, I realized my picture was being taken. He started to yell, "Here it comes baby, get ready." Just then his cock burst and he started to cum. The load was so huge, it came right out my mouth. Just then two more pictures were taken. As he kept unloading, I kept swallowing as much as I could and then let the rest drip down my chin. Again, the flashes kept coming. I felt so used. It seemed as if I was only there for his enjoyment and I couldn't do anything about it. Was this really what I wanted? After he was done, he said, "Those pictures will make sure you will do exactly as we say. We also have a video which took everything and will show what a whore you are. I'm sure your wife, parents and boss would love to see this." Then they both started laughing. I sat there, cum all over my face, totally rejected but with a constant hard on. "I see the whore loves this so much, she's still excited." And they laughed again. They were using an instant camera and showed me the pictures right away. It showed me sucking this huge cock with cum all over my face. All you could see of Jason was his huge cock. I didn't know what to do. Finally, they uncuffed me and gave me a towel. They gave me some soap and told me to go take a shower. I went and did this and thought about what to do next. I guess I would go home and wait for their instructions. I took my shower and started drying myself off, when I started to itch like crazy. Looking down at my body, I immediately realized my hair was gone! I was itching like crazy, especially around my cock and balls. Jennifer came over. This was the first time I had seen her and she looked gorgeous. She had on a tight top and a very sort mini skirt. My hard on stuck up and she grabbed it. She was nice, but stern with me. "I know you sissies can't help yourself. Renee, don't worry you'll look so cute when we're all done. You already look fantastic". "But what about my wife?" I asked. "What should I tell her?" "Don't worry. We've already taken care of that. We have a letter from a doctor saying you had a skin problem and the only way to keep it from itching was to keep yourself shaved. I don't think she'll mind. She is quite beautiful and sexy, isn't she? Too bad you didn't tell her about your fetishes." I yelled, "how have you seen my wife? Don't you go near her!" She laughed and then she swatted me across the face. All of a sudden her facial expressions changed completely and she demanded, "don't you ever talk to me like that again. Or else this will be much worse than you ever imagined. I won't tell Master this time." I immediately got down on my knees and quietly said, "Yes, Mistress." "That's much better. Now take these panties and put them on. You can change them before your wife sees them. Use this soap to keep your body shaved. Here's your diet and exercise plan. Follow it very carefully." "Diet?" I asked. "Yes, although you are very slim, we would like to see you down to about 130 in about a month and your waist down from 30" to a slimmer 26". I don't think you'll have a problem as long as you follow it carefully." I glanced at the diet. It was almost all vegetables and fruit. Now I didn't eat a lot anyway, but this is ridiculous. The exercise plan consisted of all aerobic type activities ... Jogging, biking, aerobics classes, stair climbing, etc. every day. Absolutely no weightlifting! "If you don't get to where we want you to be in a month, we'll make sure you do and it won't be nearly as easy as that plan." She said. Now I was really nervous. They were about to control my life. The problem was that I was hard the whole time. What was going on! Right after I walked out the door, she said, "Oh and by the way, don't get any haircuts." Before I could ask why, she slammed the door in my face. I already needed a haircut. Damn! Well, I put on the red thong panties. With my hairless body, I actually looked kind of cute. This is what I had come here for in the first place. I was really nervous about going home. I didn't know what to say to my wife. I changed my underwear in the car. When I walked in my wife was already asleep. I slipped into bed and fell fast asleep. I hadn't heard anything for a week and went about my daily activities as normal. I showed my wife the letter and she didn't seem to care. She just said, "As long as it makes you feel better, I don't care." I thought that was a little strange, but relieved about the situation. About two weeks later, I received a package in the mail at work. I opened it up and inside were some items from Victorias Secret. There were some black thong panties, a garter belt and black thigh high stockings. Also included was a note. The panties were smaller than the ones they originally gave me. I knew that because I wore those a couple of times and they were already too big on me due to my dieting. The note said: Dear Renee, Take these items and wear them tomorrow under your regular work clothes. We will be checking you! Don't take the chance that we won't find out, because we will and that will make it worse! Master Jason and Mistress Jennifer In the morning, I told my wife I didn't have to go into work until 9:00. She went to her morning exercise class and said she wouldn't be back until later. This gave me a chance to put on my new clothes. I was excited, but nervous too. How would they find out? I can't do everything they say. I'm already getting too thin. I'm down to 135. Someone's going to notice and think I'm sick. Well, I put on my panties, garter and stockings. I looked and felt so sexy. I fantasized about guys hitting on me and using me. I immediately got a hard on. I put on my regular clothes and went to work. It was hard to concentrate, but I was able to get through the hard on when needed. At around noon, I received a phone call. "This is Master Jason. Meet me at the Blue Star diner on State Street in 20 minutes." Since it was lunchtime anyway, it wasn't a big deal to go. I saw him sitting in a booth. He looked great in a jeans jacket and tight jeans pants. I've never looked much at men, but he was looking even better. As I felt my panties against my cock, I immediately got hard again. There must have been a cum stain in my panties by now. He told me to sit next to him. Before I could even say hello, he said, "Unzip your pants and show me your panties." I did as I was told. Luckily, no one was sitting near us. He laughed when he saw my hard on and started to rub it. "Does that feel good?" "Yessss," I replied. Then I felt this excruciating pain in my balls. "Yes, what?" He yelled. "Yes, I do", I replied again. He squeezed even harder this time and I let out a little yelp. "You always address me as Master." "Yes, Sir" I said meekly. After that he told me to zip up my pants and told me to go to the bathroom with him. In the bathroom we both got into a stall. He told me to take my pants off, which I did immediately. He seemed so mad. I though he was going to hit me. "Now, get on your knees, slut!" As I did, he unzipped his pants and took out his huge cock. "Lick it, up and down the shaft." I was so worried someone was going to walk in, I did as he said. As I did it, his cock grew big and hard. "Now, suck it, bitch!" I took it all in my mouth and again he grabbed the back of my head and started pumping. "Now you look like the sissy slut you are. On you knees, with your sexy clothes on. Get used to this position. You'll be doing it a lot." He started moaning and came hard in my mouth. Again, I couldn't take it all and is dripped down my chin. Then he pulled out and squirted it all over my face. Now I not only looked like a slut, I felt like one. He immediately pulled out his camera took a picture. As he zipped up his pants, he laughed and walked out. Luckily, no one else had walked in. I cleaned myself up and left. On my way back to the office, I tried to think of a way out of this. Maybe I should tell my wife about it and then I won't be blackmailed. But she might leave me if she heard. I hadn't heard from them in a week and thought maybe it was all over. I started concentrating on my work and only got hard again when I thought about wearing those clothes. But I still kept myself shaven. My wife was acting a little funny toward me. We hadn't had sex since this whole thing happened. I figured it was because I was shaved and she found it disgusting. The next day I received another small package. When I opened the package I wasn't sure what I saw. One thing was some type of leather item and the other was some sort of dildo. There was a letter attached again. Dear Renee, Inside the box are a ball splitter and a butt plug. I expect you to put these on immediately and only take them off when "the need" arises. Do it NOW! Master Jason I immediately went to the bathroom with my two new items. First I put on the ball splitter. It took me awhile to figure out how to do it, but I finally did. It actually felt nice having my balls wrapped up like a package. Luckily Master also included some lube with the butt plug. This took me about 15 minutes before I even got it halfway in. I finally had to lean against the stall door to push it the rest of the way in. It was pretty painful at first, but then the pain subsided. It felt so weird having both these things on. And since Master did what he did to me, I was not going to take them off. I just had to make sure Michelle didn't find out. A week went by without any word. I was now pretty used to the plug and splitter and actually liked them. Michelle and I didn't have sex anymore, so she never saw what I had on. The next day I received a rather large package at work. I was nervous and excited. I closed the door and opened the package. Right on top was the picture of my face with cum all over it. The words 'What would your Mother think?' written on top. In the package were some white frilly panties, white thigh highs, garter belt and lace bra. Of coarse there was a note. Dear Renee, You're coming along beautifully. Here are some nice things to complement your wardrobe. Wear them under your clothes tomorrow. The bra snaps in front to make it easy for you. We will be watching! Master Jason said you're getting to be a nice little cock-sucker. Good girl! I hope your diet is coming along well. He said you looked great! See you soon. Mistress Jennifer I was terrified. How was I supposed to wear this bra without anyone knowing? I could tell these clothes were again much smaller. I hope I'd fit in them. It was now a month since I started this diet and I was expected to be down to 130 lbs and a 26" waist. Funny, how my wife hadn't even noticed. Again the next day, my wife went out and said she wasn't coming back for a while. I noticed she was wearing a very short mini skirt. I know she has them from our younger days, but I haven't seen her wear them in quite a while. I told her she looked nice. She looked a little scared, said thanks and quickly left. I put on my white thigh highs, panties and garter belt. Since I was so thin, I looked great. I checked my weight and I was actually a little lower than 130 lbs. I hadn't been eating very well lately. I then put on my bra. It was small, but still showed a little. Luckily, we are business casual at work, so I wore a rather large shirt. So it wasn't too noticeable. Again, I was hard as soon as I put it on. I went to work and stayed hard most of the time. Around 11:30, I received a phone call from my wife, saying she wanted to meet me for lunch to talk. She had never done this before and I was a little nervous. I said ok. We decided to meet at a nice restaurant around the corner. I got there first and waited. When she walked in, I couldn't believe my eyes. She not only had the mini skirt on, but she also had white thigh highs and a garter belt all very noticeable. She also had a very low cut blouse on. Although she doesn't have very large breasts, she looked very sexy. What was going on? She was a little wild in college, but had become much more conservative in recent years. When she sat down, she looked very nervous. She sat down right next to me. I said, "You look fantastic". "Thanks, I did it for you. I was really horny and wanted to come see you right away." I was shocked to hear a statement like that coming from my wife. She took my hand and placed it on her thigh. I immediately got hard. The waiter came over and took our drink order, all the while staring at her tits. While giving her order, she started rubbing my cock. It felt so good. After he left, she said, "I want you so bad." And she started rubbing faster. She took my hand and placed it up her skirt. I could tell she was wearing crotch-less panties. I started rubbing her clit and she started moaning and moving her hips slowly. This was something that a guy only dreams about, but there was one problem. I had all of the girly clothes on and I couldn't let her know. "I can't stay long. I have a meeting in 20 minutes," I said. "Cancel it!" "I can't. It's real important." She replied, "I don't care. I need it now". I didn't know what to do, so I started rubbing her clit until she was in a quiet frenzy and she started rubbing me. So much that we both came. She immediately got up, said goodbye and walked out. I just sat there in amazement. I never saw anything like that and I had a mess in my panties. So I went into the bathroom, cleaned myself up and went back to work. Here I was with my white thigh highs, garter, cum stained panties, bra, butt plug and ball splitter sitting in my office wondering what to do. Michelle was acting really strange and my work was suffering. Just when I decided to go home and tell my wife everything, the phone rang. "Hello" "Hello slut. Listen to me and write down everything I say. Do you hear me bitch!" "Yes" I replied meekly. "Go the Victoria's Secret in the mall and buy new panties like the ones you have on. You shouldn't be cumming in those without my permission!" How did he know about that? He must be watching my every move! "I'm sorry Master" "Go in the changing room and put them on. Then come to our house at 8:00 sharp. Don't be late!" How do I get out of this? I should call Michelle now and get this over with. When I dialed, the phone rang without an answer. Where could she be? So, I left to go to the mall. I told the salesperson what kind of panties I needed. Since I was very specific, I think she knew they were for me. She said something about them looking very cute for what I needed. After I changed, all of the sales girls were giggling at me. One even caressed my ass as I walked by. How humiliating! I couldn't wait to get out. So, reluctantly I drove to Master and Mistresses house. Outside were some cars. Maybe they have company and they won't want to meet today. Again, there was a note and a bag at the doorstep. The note read: Dear Renee, Enclosed are some things you should put on. Go to the back porch and change into them. Then ring the bell in the back. Master and Mistress Inside the bag were a black French maid uniform, a blonde wig, high heel shoes, a ball gag, a blindfold and handcuffs. I went to the back porch, undressed and put on the clothes and items. Of course, I already had my thigh highs, garter and crotch-less panties. Before I put on the handcuffs, I rang the bell. Without even thinking, I got on my hands and knees and bowed my head. Mistress came to the door and told me to crawl in. I crawled straight ahead hoping not to hit into anything. Mistress guided me over to a chair and told me to sit down. She took off my ball gag. "Take a sip of this drink, honey. It will calm you down a bit. Your heart is racing a mile a minute. We have some very special activities planned for you tonight." What did she mean by that! The drink was some kind of alcohol, but I couldn't figure out what it was. Then she tied my legs and arms to the chair so I couldn't move at all. At this point, I wasn't feeling any better from the drink. I was tired but very alert. Next she started applying makeup. First the red ruby lipstick. "Make sure you keep puckering." She said. "Mistress, I want to stop. You have gone way too far. This is not my fantasy anymore." WACK, she hit me across the face and before I get yell, the shoved the ball gag back in my mouth. "I told you never to talk back to me. I was going to be a little lenient with you tonight, but now I'm going to show everyone the slut you really are." She started plucking my eyebrows and then applied the rest of the makeup. She finally finished up with red nail polish. When she was finished, she untied me and made me stand up. She then immediately tied my hands behind my back. I was so tired at this point, I couldn't resist. I guess the drink was getting to me after all. "Here" she said, "take a look at yourself in the mirror, slut. Don't you look sexy." I couldn't believe I was actually looking at me. I looked like a sexy French Maid. There I was, very thin, blonde shoulder length hair, thin sexy legs, small waist, exposed shoulders, pouty lips with a ball gag, high heeled shoes, white thigh-highs with a garter belt. The dress was cut so short you could actually see a hint of my crotch-less panties. In short, I looked like a slut. My eyes even looked a little sultry, probably due to the drink, which I was now figuring had some sort of drug in it. I looked and felt so sexy. Mistress spoke again, "Now we have someone to show you." Master left and brought in someone that looked and was dressed exactly like me. She also looked sexy. Then I realized who it was. It was Michelle. She looked drugged also. She also had her arms tied behind her back and a ball gag in her mouth. "She is completely under our control now. That drug we gave you will effect you the same way in about 15 minutes. You will be very conscious of what is happening but will not be able to stop us from doing anything. Oh, we have been told it is quite an aphrodisiac. Makes people very horny. Let me show you something." She brought a picture of Michelle licking a cunt. "She's licking me." Mistress said. "She hated it at first, but then she started enjoying it." Then she showed me two other pictures, one of her sucking a big cock and the other with cum all over her face. I recognized the large cock immediately. It was Master's. "She liked that as much as you did. She said you never satisfied her." Master Jason laughed. "We actually found her before we met you. She was a complete submissive right from the beginning. We told her if she was going to be allowed to be our slave, she would have to get us a sissy slave for us to play with. She knew of your tendencies. I guess she saw some magazines you bought and we worked a way for us to contact you online. So, this has all been set up for a long time and both of you have no way out. Do you want to see the pictures of her getting gang banged?" I shook my head no. "She really loved black men. But I think I'm going to use her as my lesbian slave though and keep her away from men other than Master. She likes it too much. You know you two really look like sisters now." Mistress laughed. "By the way, this afternoon was the last time you had sexual contact with your wife ever. As a matter of fact, that was the last time you had sexual contact with a woman ever, since you are a woman. We thought we would be nice and give you one last time. It was fun to watch." Master then demanded, "Both of you on your knees and face each other." We both did as he said. We looked so pathetic and slutty on our knees. He pulled out his cock, put it in front of our faces and started stroking. It immediately got hard. Mistress then took our ball gags out. "Now each of you start licking it." I had this weird feeling. Even though it disgusted me to do this with my wife, I wanted that cock so badly. So did she. We were almost fighting to get that big thing in our mouths. She got the head of the cock in her mouth and then I immediately sucked his balls. "That's it sluts. Don't stop. You two want it bad don't you?" He yelled. We were both in a frenzy, falling over each other trying to suck that cock. It just felt so good when it was in my mouth. But at the same time I felt so used. I was his as he demanded. That's when he came. He took his cock and quickly shoved it in Michelle's mouth. She swallowed every bit. Afterward, he commented, "sorry Renee, I knew you still can't swallow everything like slut Michelle and I didn't want you to ruin all of that great makeup work." Michelle sat there so satisfied. Mistress seemed a little annoyed when she said, "Well Michelle, aren't you a little slut. I think I'll make up for that." Just then I noticed there was a crowd of people around us, both male and female. "As you may have noticed, we're having a little party tonight and you two will be 'serving' us." They all laughed. We still had our arms tied behind our back, so they attached trays around our necks that were able to hold food and drinks. Mistress told us, "I want you to go around and serve our guests. We have other slaves who will put the food and drinks on your trays and you two just go around serve. Do whatever they want you to do." She smiled. So there we were made up like French maids, ball gag, arms tied behind our backs, with a tray of food and drinks leaning against our chests. While we were serving, the men would constantly caress my ass and the women would caress Michelle's. Some even would kiss her. At one point, an older good looking man, asked me to sit on his lap. He took the tray off and put it on the floor. "Hi Renee. My name is Jim. You looked so cute, I just wanted to get a feel for myself. You just sit back and enjoy," he whispered. While he continued to hold a conversation with some others, he reached under my skirt and pulled out my cock through the hole in my panties and started stroking it. It felt so good I started moaning through my gag. Then he reached over my shoulders and started pinching my nipples. I never thought this would feel good to me, but it felt so good. Jim just kept talking like nothing was happening. I felt so cheap, but soooo good. I started to feel his cock get hard, since I was sitting on his lap. He pushed me off his lap, unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Then he pulled me back on his lap. Since I had thong panties on, I could feel his cock between my cheeks. It was so big and hard. He continued to stroke and pinch. I was moaning like crazy and started grinding my hips. He whispered, "That's it baby, you keep it going." He stopped stroking, but kept his hand around my cock. As I moved my hips, I could feel his cock moving back and forth between my cheeks. I was going crazy. I never felt something like this before. When I turned my head, I saw Michelle sitting on an older woman's lap (probably Jim's wife). She was fingering her and pinching her tits. Michelle was also moaning and grinding. We must have looked like two bitches in heat. I know I felt like such a slut. All I wanted to do was please Jim at this point. I would have done anything he asked. That's when he pushed me off and bent me over. He then ripped the butt plug out of my ass. It was a weird feeling. I felt so empty. I was so horny though I didn't care. I tried to turn around to suck his cock, but I couldn't with the ball gag in my mouth. I noticed that Master was standing over me and he said, "Renee, as our slave, we have decided to rent you and slut Michelle to Jim and his wife for the night. He paid a hefty price, because he wanted a virgin. Don't disappoint us!" There is no way I wanted to get fucked. The look in my eye probably told him that. I tried to move, but Master just pushed me down. I wouldn't be able to get anywhere anyway. I felt so vulnerable. I was his to do what he wanted and there was nothing I could do about it. At the same time I found this very exciting. I was so horny, I didn't know what to do. I would have done anything at that moment to get off, but I didn't think anyone was going to let me. I just kept thinking it would probably be over after that night. When I looked over at Michelle, she looked so sexy and vulnerable like me. She wanted so bad to get off. I couldn't figure out what these people did to make us this way or could it be that we also wanted it deep down inside. "Renee, are you listening to me?" Jim asked. I nodded my head, yes. "You will now refer to me as Master or Master Jim. You are mine for the night and I have a lot of plans for you. I can't wait to pop your cherry. In the meantime, I want you to suck me off in front of everyone here." He then took the ball gag out. Oh what a relief it was. As soon as it was out, Jim squeezed my mouth to make it open and he shoved his cock in. He immediately moaned. I was on my knees at that point and Jim was standing. He grabbed the back of my head and started moving his cock in and out of my mouth. I think the drink started wearing off at this point, because I no longer wanted to suck this guy's cock. It was so big and so hard and I couldn't move any part of my body. I tried to turn my head, but Jim just held it in place while he came in my mouth. I felt so used. "Master Jason was right You are a good little cock- sucker." Everyone in the room just laughed. He helped clean me and Mistress Jennifer made me start serving drinks again. Michelle had just finished servicing Jim's wife, Annette. She looked completely drained. The rest of the night was quite normal. Many of the guys liked touching me. Jim kept me hard all night by stroking my cock. He said he wanted to keep me hard and horny for later. It was real frustrating not to be able to get off. After a while I would keep going over to Jim so he would stroke me some more. When he stopped I tried to rub against him, but he wouldn't let me. My hard on pushed my skirt up in the air. I felt so whorish. I couldn't help it. I just needed to get off so bad. Finally when the party was over, they untied our arms from behind our backs and cuffed them to the sides of our legs. Although we were able to talk, neither of us dared to say a word. While Jim drove home, Annette continued to play with Michelle's tits. She said, "They're a little too small for me, but they are very perky." When we got to their house, we went our separate ways. "Take off your dress slut." Jim commanded. "Yes, sir." I answered. I took off my dress, but kept everything else on. He brought me to this room that was dark, but looked like a home made dungeon. In the middle of the room was this weird looking device. It was a slanted bench with two handles up front. He made me lay on the bench face down. Then he tied my ankles down on the sides. This exposed my ass. My head and hands were tied down toward the front. It felt really weird. It felt good on my cock because it rubbed against the board. I tried to hump, but I could barely move. I wanted to cum so bad. "Wow, you really are a horny bitch aren't you?" Jim cried. He reached under the bench and I felt something move and then a door opened under my cock and my cock was now exposed underneath. Jim started stroking me again. I starting moving my hips and moaning like crazy. "Tell me how bad you want it" "I want it bad" "What do you want bitch?" As he slapped my face. "I want your big, hard cock." He slapped me again. I want to hear you beg "please give me your cock I need it so badly, please." All the while he would stroke and then stop. He was driving me crazy. Then he walked to the front and shoved his cock in my mouth. Although my mind said no, I had to have that thing, now. I sucked for a while. "You want me to fuck you, don't you slut?" "NO", I cried. He wacked my face again. That one really stung. "What did you say?" "Please fuck me." I yelled "I want it and I need it Please, Please." Suddenly, I felt him putting something up my ass with his finger. It felt pretty good. Instinctively, I moaned a little. "Yea, that's it." He said. "You do want my cock in you. You're not going to be a virgin anymore. You'll be my little fuck bitch." Then, I felt it. He started putting his hard cock in my ass. Slowly at first and faster. Little by little, he put it all the way in. It hurt so bad, but there was nothing I could do. Then he started pumping. While he pumped, he stroked my cock underneath. What a mix of feelings! It hurt, but it felt so good! Suddenly he came and then I came. I could feel his cum in me. After he pulled out, I could feel his cum drip down my ass and legs. What a slut I had become. But finally it was over. I got dressed and saw Michelle waiting for me. They had a driver waiting to take us back to Master and Mistress's house to get our cars. When we got to the cars, there were notes in each one. Mine read: Dear Renee, I hope you had a good time. Master Jim called and was very pleased. I guess you are a good little slut, like you said in your original email to us. Well, as you found out, we are not into fun and games. We are in this for the long term. Although we will allow you to keep your job and life (for now), there will be some changes. 1. You will always wear crotch-less panties, thigh high stockings and a garter belt. So tomorrow, throw out your underwear and go out and buy some of these things. 2. Continue on your diet. We want you to get down to 125 pounds and about a 24" waist. That will be good enough. Be sure you maintain this! 3. Although you will continue to live with slut Michelle, you will no longer have sex with her or with any female for that matter. She will be having some changes of her own. 4. Be available to serve when and how we desire. Renee, do not cross us! We can make your feminine illusion more permanent than you think. You will be ours and do as we say until we discard you. Master and Mistress I ran over to Michelle and she was already crying. I think hers was worse than mine. I grabbed it out of her hand. It read: Dear slut Michelle, You performed very well for us tonight. You asked to be a slave and now you and your husband will become ours. We gave you a chance to change your decision, but you wanted to be treated like a slut. And that is what you now are. But there will be some changes in your life. 1. Attached is an appointment to see a Doctor. Annette was very disappointed in your breast size and we agreed. The Doctor will increase your breast to 42DD. They may be a little large for your body size, so you'll have to adjust. He will also increase the size of your lips. We would like them much more pouty. Finally, a little liposuction will get rid of that little extra fat you have been trying to get rid of. 2. You will be on a strict diet and exercise plan to get down and stay at your high school weight of 100 pounds. 3. Your wardrobe is much too conservative. For now on, you wardrobe will only consist of short shorts and mini skirts. You will never wear pants again. As a rule of thumb, everything will be above your thigh. And when you get your big tits, you will only wear tight, low cut shirts and blouses. You'll want everyone to see your nice big tits, won't you? You always wanted everyone to stare at you, now they will! Thigh highs and garters should be worn quite often, especially with the mini skirts. You will only wear panties every other day. And only crotch-less thongs when you do. You will also always wear at least 3" high heels. Don't you think you'll look just great? 4. You can continue to live with slut Renee, but cannot have sex with him. We may keep you away from all men, but have not made that decision yet. We may want to use you in certain situations. 5. Be available to serve when and how we desire. 6. And finally, you will quit your low paying secretary job and start working for Annette. She will explain what you'll be doing when you start on Monday. Have a good weekend. Master and Mistress I was right. Hers was much worse. We just stood there holding each other and crying. Our lives were over as we knew it and we would be used for sex. When we got home, we didn't even speak to each other. We both went right to bed. Of course, we both wore our lingerie. The next morning we discussed our predicament. She apologized for getting me into this, but we both agreed it was our own faults for having such weird fantasies. We discussed not doing what they said, but were worried what they would do to us. They seemed to have such control over us. So, we decided to see how it goes. Michelle decided that she would go to her consultation appointment, but may not go back for the actual surgery. We would basically play it by ear. On Tuesday morning, Michelle went to go see the doctor. She was very depressed. I told her not to worry. It should only be a consultation. Of course, I was wearing my panties, thigh highs and garters every day. I immediately went out and bought all different colors. I wore red today. When I got home, Michelle wasn't there. In fact, she didn't come home for a couple of days. But when she did, I couldn't believe my eyes. She looked amazing. Her breasts looked much bigger than 42 DD and because she was wearing a very tight shirt and no bra, I could see her nipples. Her lips were so big and pouty. She also had a heart tattoo on one of her breasts. She looked so thin. She said it wasn't so bad. They had immediately drugged her and she woke up three days later like this. She said they were listening to our conversation (I guess they bugged our house) and made the changes to her immediately. I didn't notice it at first, but they had also pierced each nipple and put a chain from one to the other. If you looked close (which everyone will), you could see it through her blouse. "They put this on to ensure I wouldn't wear a bra ever. It's too uncomfortable." Michelle said. Again, she was so tired she went right to bed. The next day, I got dressed in my usual clothes and was getting ready for work. She got dressed in her tight blouse, tight mini skirt, garter and stockings. She said she was going to her new job and was told to use mass transportation. She looked so sexy, that I went over to touch her and she said that she wasn't interested. Too bad, she looked so good. The next few months went on with me being a whore on many different occasions. Many times for master, but also I became his hooker so he could have some money. I was really starting to get used to it, but I could tell Master was becoming disenchanted with me and bored. Michelle and I rarely talked. I know she was still going to that job everyday, but I have no idea what was going on there. She continued to wear her sexy clothes. She always came back so tired at the end of the day. She would workout and then go to bed. Of course I continued my exercise and diet plan. Although Michelle and I bought some exercise equipment to be able to work out at home, Mistress only allowed Michelle to work out in the gym, with the most revealing clothes. I started wearing a jog bra and tight short shorts when I did my aerobics. One morning, I did my usual routine. I decided to wear my white panties, thigh highs and garter today. I was really getting to like doing this. I sat down to eat breakfast when the phone rang. It was master, "Hello slut." "Hello, Master." I replied. Suddenly my heart started racing. What next? "Go to 21 Main Street at 1:00 today. Take a half a day. It will take much of the afternoon. When you get there, ask for June." He said. "But Sir..." I said. He had hung up the phone. I did as he said and went to that address. It was a woman's clothing store. I walked in and asked for June. She came over. She was nothing great looking, just an average woman with a nice smile. She said, "Please don't move, I just want to get a good look at you. I'll think we'll have no problem." "What is this all about?" I asked. "Just come over here. I can't give you the details right now." We walked over to a mirror and a dressing room. There were other women milling through the clothes on the racks. The store wasn't big, but it had a wide variety. June walked over with some clothes in her hand. "Here, go try these on. I think they'll fit quite nice." "But, why " Before I could ask, she cut me off. "Master said you wouldn't give me any trouble." With that, I shut up, took the clothes and went into a dressing room. The clothes were what looked like a school girls mini skirt, blouse and white stockings. I took off all of my clothes and put them on. Although my face was of a man, my body looked like a cute schoolgirl's. I called June, "I'm ready." "Then come out honey." She replied. Then very sternly she said, "WOW!" I came out. Some of the other woman saw me immediately and started giggling. "Oh, you look so cute, Renee. All we have to do is give you a pony tail and you'll be ready." What did she mean by that? Ready for what? "Ok, hon. Go take that off. I'll get the next clothes." I tried to ask, "What other clothes?", but she just walked away. Next she came over with a red leather skirt and a halter-top. When I put the skirt on, I couldn't believe how short and tight it was. When I told her it was too small, she just laughed and said it fits just perfect. But I felt so sexy in it. I just couldn't imagine what this was all about. The last piece of clothing was a white bride's gown. I couldn't believe my eyes. I had to put this on in front of all of these women. The gown was not a long flowing gown. In fact it was quite short, with a very low cut back all the way to my ass. I looked so good in it. When it was all over and I was ready to go home, she gave me a piece of paper with an address and told me to go there right away. So, I went to the next address only to find out it was a hypnotist. I almost laughed when I saw this. Are they actually going to try and hypnotize me! Yea right! But I guess I have to go. When I went in, I met this woman. She said her name was Mistress Norma. "Please sit down, Renee. Would you like a drink?" "Sure." "Renee, this will only take a few minutes and you won't even notice a thing." "Mistress Norma, there is no way you can hypnotize me. I know this stuff doesn't work, especially if you don't want it to." She said, "Honey, just sit back and relax." After a few minutes, she asked, "Do you feel rested?" "Yes, but I told it wouldn't work." I was only in there a few minutes and then came out. At least that's what I thought. When I got in the car, I found out I was really in there an hour. Did she actually hypnotize me? If so, what about? Nothing happened for a couple of days and then I received a phone a call from master one morning at home. "I want you to come to my house right now!" I tried to ask why, but he hung up. When I got to his house, there was no note and no bag with clothes in it. Although I wore some of my sexiest lingerie underneath my clothes (I wanted to please my Master), it didn't matter. Master said, "I decided to sell you to Jim." "What!" I screamed, "You can't sell me." "I already did. I needed the money and Jim will use you as an investment that he thinks will bring back quite a return. He is quite a business man. But I'll let him explain." I had no idea what he was talking about. Jim said, " I own a company that provides special fantasies to discreet men and women. These people expect only the very best and pay a very handsome price for these services. But, they expect the people providing the services to act exactly as if it were completely real. So, I have purchased you from your Master to become one of my employees. I think you can bring in a lot of money. There is a lot of demand for a woman like you. Your wife has been working for me for a few months and she has been quite a catch. Her specialty is being dominated by women. She will typically get tied up and forced to submit to a woman and she is extremely good at it. And with her body looking the way it is, she will be doing it for quite a while. To get you ready, we will have to make some changes to you." Stunned, I said, "What kinds of changes." Jim replied, "Well, we have already hypnotized you to help you to provide these fantasies to my clients, but your life as you know it will change dramatically. When you were hypnotized, you signed papers to divorce your wife and also some to change your name legally to Renee. I want you to actually be Renee now. Your assets will be kept in a trust account for you. You have an appointment to make some changes to your body." My mind was spinning. I screamed, "Changes, what changes are you talking about." "You'll see when it's done. It won't be too painful, just a little uncomfortable for a few days. You shouldn't worry your pretty little head about it." I yelled, "I won't go through with it." And started running toward the door. Jim said, "Renee, please get back here and get on your knees." Even though I didn't want to do this, my body stopped, turned around, walked back and then I got on my knees with my head down. And then the most peculiar thing happened my cock grew rock hard and I said, "Yes, Sir." Then Jim said, "See how the hypnotism works Renee? And you will become better at it. For example, what is your name?" I answered, "Submissive Renee." "And what is your occupation?" "I am a Fantasy She-Male Slut." I replied. What was happening? I'm not a she-male. Why did I say these things? How can I stop this? "Renee, now please come with me to the Doctor. This will be very exciting for you." I don't remember much more after that, except I seeing a doctor and then Jim and the Doctor were looking at pictures and discussing things. I received a shot and then woke up many hours later recovering from my surgery. I was still a little woozy when Jim walked in. "Renee, in a few days you will feel much better and look fantastic." I tried to ask, "What has been done to me?" but my voice was not normal. I figured it was a little dry from the surgery. "Well" Jim said, "That's the first thing. Your voice box has been altered to give you a much higher pitch. It's even better than I expected. It's very girlish and squeaky. Men like that in their sluts." I immediately checked to see if my cock was still there. "Don't worry Renee, that's still there. That's the main fantasy people are looking for. You probably already noticed you new tits. Aren't they fantastic. They are the same size as your wife's 42DD. And you'll notice that your nipples were also pierced and a chain runs from one to the other." Of course I immediately checked to see if it was true. I felt these very large round breasts attached to me. It felt very weird. I just laid there in amazement. Jim said, "I checked before. The Doctor does excellent work, doesn't he? We also changed your lips to look more pouty, again, similar to slut Michele's. You also had some changes done to your face to look more like a woman's, such as raising your cheekbones. Your abdomen might be a little sore, because we had to take a couple of ribs out, so we could decrease the size of your waist. I'm sorry we did so much at once, but it will only take you a couple of days to recover. It will take you a little while to adjust, especially to your large breasts. You may have to strengthen your back a little to compensate. That's what slut Michelle had to do. She handles it much better now. It's funny, you two could pass as sisters. Oh, also you've had a very strong dose of female hormones and you will continue to take these pills. You should start to see your hips, ass and legs fill out more." I didn't know what to say or do. I was still a little groggy. As I felt my body, I realized that I was now a she-male, just like I saw in those porno magazines and I was going to be a high priced hooker. I didn't say a word. A few days later after I had recovered, they let me leave the hospital. Jim gave me some clothes to wear. He said I couldn't wear my old clothes. They wouldn't fit. He gave me a very low cut blouse, white thigh stockings, thong panties and a short mini skirt. I couldn't believe what I looked like after I put them on. Jim was right. I looked a lot like Michele, but I needed to lose some more weight. What was I saying? I was so confused. When I left the hospital, everyone was looking at me men and woman. Jim dropped me off at my house. As usual, I found my wife there looking incredibly sexy in her halter-top and mini skirt. When she looked at me, she just looked in amazement. "You look fantastic, honey. So sexy." She walked over to me and immediately started kissing me and feeling my breasts. My breasts were very sensitive and I liked when they were touched, but for some reason I found myself repulsed by a woman touching and kissing me. "Get away from me. That's disgusting." I said. "But Renee, you look sooo good." Then she started feeling herself and reaching under her skirt. Michelle started moaning and saying, "Please tie me up and make me lick you. I want you so bad." I couldn't believe it. She really did turn into a lesbian slut. After I watched her cum, I went into my room and put on my powder blue teddy to decide how to handle my future or if I even had a choice in the matter. A few days after I had some more time to recuperate and get used to my new body, I figured it was time to do something about the situation. But I wasn't sure yet what to do. I went to get changed and of course my whole wardrobe changed very similar to Michelle's. All tight fitting, low cut blouses and shirts and very short tight skirts. All different kinds of panties, stockings, garters and high heeled shoes, but no bras. I also had quite an assortment of earrings and other jewelry. I decided to wear a dress. It was red, probably a size too small and very short. I put on black fish net stockings and 3-inch high heels. These were the lowest heels I had and I wore them because I still couldn't walk to good in them. I'm not sure why I picked out this outfit. I had some outfits that were a little more conservative, but I felt I had to look slutty today. Michelle taught me how to wear makeup and handle my hair. It was quite long by now. Michelle had a real tough time keeping her hands off me at first, but when she saw I still had a cock she wasn't too interested anymore. Later when we got dressed and started eating breakfast, Jim came to our house. "Renee, how are you doing. You look fantastic. I love the dress you picked today. By the way, I have your business cards for you." He said as he handed us each a box. Michelle and I just looked at each other with a quizzical look. I opened mine and looked. The name of the company was "Fantasy World". It had my name as 'Submissive Renee' and my title as 'Fantasy She-Male Slut". It even had an email address for me! Michelle's name was 'Submissive Michelle' and her title was 'Fantasy Lesbian Slut'. Jim smiled and said, "Renee I have your first job tonight. Here is the paperwork." He handed me a computer printed sheet with the name and address of this job, the time and other codes, which I didn't understand. I said, "I can't do this. What will I do once I get there? What if he is dangerous?" Jim responded, "he is not dangerous. We would never put our employees in danger. The fee has already been collected, so you don't have to worry about that. You'll know what to do once you get there. Just relax and enjoy it. Hey, I see those hormones are really taking effect. Your legs and ass look great!" He just laughed and walked out the door. "Michelle, what should I do?" "Don't worry," she replied, it's not so bad once you get used to it. They will love your body. You're a knockout!" I was so worried all day. Finally I got all ready to go and drove to this address. It was a pretty big house. I knocked on the door and asked for Mr. Faust. When he walked over, he just looked at me and said, "WOW! I can't believe this! That Jim really outdid himself this time. Well, the game starts in a few minutes and the guys are having a few beers and waiting for it to start. Your stuff is in that bedroom. You can get ready in there." I handed him a business card and he said he loved my name. I still didn't know what I was supposed to do, so I walked into the bedroom he pointed at. In the room on the bed was the cheerleading outfit I tried on a couple of weeks ago. There were also panties, white socks, saddle shoes and two big red pom-poms. I immediately knew to get dressed. I noticed that the skirt was much shorter than when I tried it on last time. You could actually see my panties a little. The sweater was the same size and thus my breasts protruded out. I put on the shoes and grabbed the pom-poms and went out to see Mr. Faust. He came out and said, "fantastic! I don't want you to let go of those pom-poms, so hold up your hands." He taped my hands to the pom-poms. There is no way I could let go. He said, "Now John and I are Dallas fans. John is the big black guy. And the other two are Pittsburgh fans. So you know what to do, right?" I said yes, but I wasn't really sure. When I walked in Joe (Mr. Faust) introduced me and the game had already started. When Dallas received the ball, I started jumping up and down and cheering. My tits were jumping around like crazy. I guess when I was hypnotized I was told to do this. My squeaky voice was going and I just kept doing cheers. I did cheers I never heard of before. Sometimes one of the guys would get behind me, grab my tits and tell me to keep jumping. I just laughed and kept going. The whole time my cock was rock hard, which caused my skirt to raise. Sometimes the guys would grab and stroke it. I would always thank them when they did that. It felt so good. It was really weird. My mind was saying no, but my body, voice and facial expressions said yes. In the second quarter, Dallas was driving down the field. Joe said to me, "Get ready Renee." I had no idea what he was talking about, but I started feeling very excited, very sexy and really horny. This didn't make any sense. Why did they hypnotize me to get horny when Dallas was doing well? Well, the drive got stopped and they were forced to kick a field goal. I was cheering wildly. As soon as the Referee signaled good, I got down on my knees in front of Joe and started to try and unzip his pants. I was having such a hard time because the pom-poms were taped to my hands. I was getting frantic. I just had to get this done. Finally, Joe unzipped them and pulled out his cock for me. It was quite large, which made me lick my pouty lips. I could tell he liked that. I immediately put it in my mouth and started sucking. I put my pom-pom hands on his lap and sometimes tried to hold his cock with them. I wanted so badly to hold his cock too. After only a minute or so, he came. Gobs of cum came spewing out. I kept almost every drop in my mouth and swallowed. As soon as I was done, John grabbed