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My First Time Out - The Second Night: Part 3 It was Saturday morning at eight o'clock when Shayna was rudely awakened by the telephone in the room. "Hello," she said in a raspy voice. "Good morning, this is the Bell Desk downstairs," stated the Bell Captain. "Yes, responded Shayna?" "We have a package for you that was delivered by a Sir Dominque," he said. Shayna was trying to clear her mind and said, "You do?" "Yes, the tag says, to Miss Shayna (Executive Suite). Do I have the correct room?" he asked. "Uh huh," she said. The Bell Captain keenly said, "Well, I know it's early, so I can have someone deliver it to you and lean it against the door. Do I have your approval to do so?" "Sure, that would be fine," she obliged. Not more than five minutes later, Shayna heard one hard knock on the door. She moseyed to the door and looked through the peephole to find nobody there. When she opened the door, the package fell into the room. Shayna quickly grabbed the box, shut the door and paraded back to the bed. It was a medium sized white box with a lovely pink ribbon wrapped around it. When Shayna took the cover off the box, the first thing she saw was a note that read: Miss Shayna, I hope you enjoyed last night as much as I did. Enclosed is a free pass for the Blue Bayou Club for tonight only. However, there are a few conditions you must commit to that will permit access into the club. Number one, you will wear the outfit in this box. Number two, you will immediately call the Health Club/Spa & Salon downstairs in the Marriott and ask for the manager Angelo. Follow Angelo's instructions exactly. Finally, number three, if the bouncer at my club approves of you, he will send you to the office to meet me. Love, Sir Dom PS: It may not seem like it, but all the clothes in the box should fit perfectly! Shayna hastily ripped through the paper in the box and felt a rubbery material. She picked up a black latex halter-top and held it to her chest to approximate the size. It wasn't much wider than seven or eight inches! The next item was a black latex mini skirt that would expose about half of her thighs. There were no zippers or buttons on either of the items. When she picked up the shoes, she noticed on the bottom they were her size-women's size 9! The shoes were clear see-through plastic ankle boots. They were highlighted with faux gold eyelets and glittery gold laces and had a hidden zipper in the back for easy access. The six-inch stiletto spikes were a matching shiny gold. Shayna slipped on one boot and it fit perfectly. The boots were ultra-alluring and the top of the boot extended two inches past her ankles. They displayed a "cum-fuck-me" presence! Then Shayna unpacked a short crop type jacket that didn't have a collar. It was clear plastic with a gold zipper down the front. There were also gold zippers in the front of each side and zippers that extended down each arm to the end of the sleeve. When she tried it on, the fit was very tight and the bottom of the jacket did not even cover her navel! Next she found a cute black leather purse that would ride at her side because of the long gold chain. Last but not least was a black satin choker about one inch in width. There were 14-carat gold letters in the front. The letters spelled: S H A Y N A. Shayna's girl cock was stiffening by the second and obtruding through her satin teddy. Her fingernails began to dance along the satin material stroking her now enlarged little head. Shayna could perceive an upcoming orgasm, but somehow transposed her thoughts back to the directions. Carefully following Sir Dom's instructions, Shayna picked up the phone and dialed the spa. "Hello, is Angelo available?" she summoned. "This is he," the man said with an accent. "Hi, this is Shayna from the Executive Suite," she said. Angelo, alertly said, "Oh yes Miss Shayna, good morning to you sweetheart! Sir Dominique mentioned you might be calling this morning. Sir has set an appointment for you at six o'clock tonight. Would that be okay with you?" Shayna shockingly said, "Ummm, I guess that would be fine. But what does the appointment entail?" "Helping you dress for a GRAND evening at Sir Dominique's fine establishment," he said in a superlative Italian accent. Shayna was startled, but voiced her arousing approval, "Fantastic, thank you Angelo!" "One more thing Shayna, please present yourself 15 minutes early so you can shower before we get started," declared Angelo. "Okay, bye, bye," she said before hanging up the phone. It was now almost 9 AM and Shayna was exhausted from the previous nights' activities. She decided to take a nap. Before lying down, she brushed her teeth and applied a white substance on her mouth guard. The tooth whitener would guarantee a sparkling smile for the evening. As she was dosing off, she could only dream of dancing with her new lover! Shayna serenely stroked her girl cock and fell into a deep sleep. She finally awoke at mid-afternoon with a cum soaked teddy. After a brief shower, she applied some light foundation and pink lipstick to her face. Shayna didn't fuss with her eyes since sunglasses would conceal them. She put a reddish auburn colored wig on her head. The wig was straight and bluntly cut at shoulder length. It donned platinum blonde streaks throughout. Shayna put on the gaffe and a pair of short cutoff jeans. She looked in the mirror and the fit was extremely tight. The butt seam on the shorts disappeared into her ass crack. She also noticed her new tattoo was exhibited just above the waistline. Next she picked out a pink short sleeve button down shirt. Shayna purposely left the bottom three buttons undone and fashioned a tie knot just above her navel. She slipped into pink flip-flops and flourished out the door. Her bra-less breasts bounced and brushed against her blouse as she approached the pool. At poolside, Shayna sipped on a cup of coffee and fasted on a bagel. She re-applied a layer of pink lipstick and lit a cigarette. The dark lenses on her sunglasses afforded her to gawk at people. Shayna concentrated mostly on the boys and men in and around the pool. She watched the hard bodies flaunt their pecs at her, but pretended not to look. Her deep relaxation was interrupted with a man's voice that said, "Would you like some lotion rubbed on you sexy?" When Shayna peered up at him, she observed a blonde haired well-tanned boy. He must have been in his late teens and possessed an oversized bulge. As Shayna looked at her watch, she muttered, "No thank you, I have an appointment in 45 minutes." The blonde boy pleaded, "I would love to oil you up. I've been watching you for over an hour. You gave me a hard-on. It will only take five minutes." How could Shayna get away from this pervert? Her emotions ranged from flattered all the way to disgusted and furious. Shayna finally thought of Sir Dom, and proudly responded in a sassy manner, "I already HAVE a boy-friend." In a conceited voice the persistent blonde boy said, "HA, I would bet anything I could take him away from you. Just gimme a chance!" Shayna finally exploded in her bitchiest tone and remarked, "My boyfriend is very RICH. AnnnnnnnnnnD I AM A B-I-T-C-H!" Shayna swiftly got up and as she strutted out of the pool area, looked back and crudely stated, "You couldn't handle me anyway!" In the room, she neatly stuffed the new outfit and accessories in a backpack. She selected the wig box with the blonde wig she wore last night. Shayna was concerned about forgetting something important, so she checked and double-checked everything. At 5:40 PM, she departed her room - for the evening! Upon entering the health spa and salon, a tall thin dark haired man asked, "May I help you sweetheart?" "Yes, I am Shayna. I have a six o'clock appointment," she replied. The man said, "Welcome Miss Shayna, my name is Angelo." Angelo extended his hand out to her. Shayna thought he wanted to shake it, but much to her delight, he kissed her wrist instead. With her wrist still angled, Shayna smiled and pleasantly said, "Nice to meet you Angelo." Angelo took Shayna's hand and twirled her in a circle. In doing so, he briefly validated his project. Next Angelo rummaged through her backpack to survey the attire. He also pulled the blonde wig out of the box and turned it every which way but loose. "It appears to me that you are supposed to look like a little tramp this evening," Angelo wickedly said. Shayna shrugged her shoulders and giggled, "Whatever my Master wants." "We better hurry up and get started then," Angelo suggested. Angelo had two oriental assistants that spoke little or no English. In a foreign language he explained that Shayna was shemale. The man's name was Lee and the woman's name was Saki. Saki signaled Shayna into an oversized bathroom. Then she motioned for Shayna to strip and bend over. As Saki inserted a small lubricated hose into Shayna's bum she warned her with one word, "Hurt!" Shayna felt the long hose enter deep inside, but it didn't seem to hurt. Saki slowly turned on the warm water and again said, "Hurt!" The water was filling Shayna's insides little by little. Shayna started to cramp and convulse. She tried to stand up, but Saki violently pushed her head back down. Saki stopped the water flow and yelled, "Hold! Five minutes." Shayna grimaced in pain, as her bowels were bloated. After five minutes, Saki had Shayna drain it in the toilet. Then Saki ordered Shayna to bend over again and repeat the process. This time, Shayna had to hold it for 10 minutes! Saki untied her black kimono and let it drop to the floor. Her petite body was impeccable, as she stood there naked. As Saki started the shower she directed Shayna to strip. They got in the shower together and she lathered Shayna's body from head to toe. She deliberately shaved every hair and nub on Shayna's body. After a full rinse, Saki toweled patted Shayna's body completely. Shayna was ordered to lie down on a piece of furniture that resembled a masseuse bed. A small g-string was banded around Shayna's privates mainly to catch any leaking fluids. Lee smeared a special solution over Shayna's entire body and Angelo explained its purpose. The solution was skin darkener and would make her legs, arms, shoulders, back, chest, and stomach appear tan. Angelo reached down and pinched Shayna's nipples and asked, "Are you hooked up sweetheart?" "What?" replied Shayna. "Do you have feeling in your nipples?" he asked. "They're silicone enhancers," she claimed. "I know my dear, but the latest model, which you have, has an added characteristic. It requires some wiring, but gives your nipples sensitivity and feel," said Angelo. "Really?" asked Shayna. "That's correct my dear," he stated. "Will I have feeling right away?" inquired Shayna. "As a matter of fact, it will work as soon as I wire you," laughed Angelo. "AWESOME! What are we waiting for!" shrieked Shayna. Angelo cut Shayna's fake tits away from her skin. As he lifted up her breasts one small pliable wire was attached in each of her fake nipples. Next he inserted a small pin into her real nipple and attached the other end of the wire. Angelo then perfectly re-glued her fake breasts to her skin. "Feel for yourself Shayna." exclaimed Angelo. Shayna's hands slowly maneuvered from the bottom of her breasts up towards her nipples. As her fingers got closer, she felt stimulation in her real nipples. Also, her fake nipples responded by stiffening and jutting outwards. Her tits were almost real. Shayna could feel her girl cock dripping liquid in her panty pouch. She was in seventh heaven! "Oh my God, I'm soooooo fucking aroused," hissed Shayna, as she plucked and pinched her nipples! Shayna couldn't keep her hands from molesting them. As she cupped her breasts and flicked her hardened nipples with her thumbs she panted, "Ooooh, they're soooooo stiff and playful." "Make sure you don't make them too sore my dear," warned Angelo. Shayna's entire body had been painted with tanning solution. They put her in a tanning booth for 15 minutes to expedite the process. She came out completely tanned with glowing skin. Naturally the g-string formed tan lines. Her fake breasts were slightly pale in color compared to the rest of her bronzed body. Saki performed a manicure while Lee gave Shayna a pedicure. At the same time, Angelo was pruning and primping the blonde wig. Shayna was receiving the full meal deal and felt like a little princess. Her girl cock was peeking out the top of the g-string and pre-cum covered the entire head. When Saki finished the manicure, she noticed the oozing fluid. Saki reached down and dabbed her finger in the liquid. She held her wet finger up to Shayna's mouth and had her taste it. Shayna used her lips and tongue, and seductively engulfed Saki's finger. Shayna made sure she acquired all the cum. "You like?" asked Saki. "MMMMM yummy," moaned Shayna. "More?" urged Saki. "Yes please," she responded greedily. Saki continued to wipe all the pre-cum from Shayna's swollen button and gave it to her. Saki grabbed the head of Shayna's girl cock with her thumb and forefinger. She yanked on it incessantly until more liquid flowed, then fed it to Shayna's starving mouth. Saki even rubbed the pre-cum on Shayna's nipples. This act drove them both into bliss! "Cum Shayna," begged Saki, as she jerked at the girl cock. "I want to sooooooo bad," desired Shayna. "Cum," begged Saki. "I'm sooooooooooooo close," whispered Shayna as her eyes rolled back. "Cum now," demanded Saki! "HERE... HERRRRRRRRRRE IT IZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ... I'M CUMMMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG," screamed Shayna. Ropes of liquid jetted all over Shayna's flat stomach and tits. Saki mopped it up using her hands then let it drain into Shayna's mouth. Saki leaned forward and passionately kissed Shayna. Their tongues melted into one another allowing each of them a taste of the cum and saliva mixtures. Saki abruptly broke the kiss then tactfully toweled Shayna's front side, smiled, and walked away. Shayna's fingernails were clear with a white French tip at the end, except her pinky fingers were colored in a sparkling gold finish. All of them were square tipped and one inch in length. Shayna's toes were elegantly painted in a plum/red color. Angelo was still working on Shayna's blonde wig. He fussed with it, combed it, and teased it. Angelo knew a romantic style was very important to Sir Dominique. Shayna was escorted to a tremendous makeup table. Saki placed a headband on her that stretched her scalp and raised her non-existent eyebrows into a feminine position. Shayna could tell Saki was an expert makeup artist because of her efficiency and organization. In less than 30 minutes, Saki completed her assignment. Shayna's face was converted from a na?ve cute girl into a soliciting Las Vegas-type whore. Shayna's complexion was smooth and tan. Her lips were formed with deep purple lip liner and filled in with a wine-red creamy lipstick. Shayna's false eyelashes were given two extra coats of black mascara. The jet-black eyeliner had been artistically applied seductively shaping her eyes. Light lavender colored eye shadow on her lids and a thick dark purple shadow was painted into her upper eye sockets. At the outer corner of each eye there was a flare of eyeliner (brushed out and up) that would prompt anyone to stare. Shayna's eyebrows were penciled dark brown. They arched wonderfully over her bedroom eyes. Finally gold glitter had been sprinkled on and around her eyelids. Saki was a critic and would not allow Shayna to look in the mirror until the whole project was complete. Saki held a black gaffe in the air and motioned Shayna towards it. Shayna tried to explain to Saki that she already had a gaffe. "No," said Saki as she shook her head. "I have the latest model," said Shayna. "No you don't Shayna," interrupted Angelo. "What do you mean?" questioned Shayna. "Let us show you. I'm positive you will favor it over the old gaffe," said Angelo. While Saki helped Shayna into the gaffe, Angelo explained the latest features. Shayna's girl cock was still soft from her earlier orgasm and permitted Saki to angle it down in the pouch. Angelo explained the pouch was a new feature and how it worked. If Shayna got hard, the pouch would prevent her girl cock from sticking out or up. There was also a small hole that would allow the girl cock head to poke through. Angelo explained the gaffe would not have to be taken off to pee, but obviously she would have to sit like a girl. Shayna piped in and said, "Plus, it's like having my own CLIT!" "Exactly, and when you become aroused, the button will swell through the hole. It is also designed to get rubbed during sex," clarified Angelo. "Or, I can finger myself underneath a skirt," asserted Shayna. "The way you look Shayna, I think you will have plenty of help," admired Angelo. Angelo could only smile as he introduced another feature. The new gaffe also had a small slit situated under her ass crack. The slit would yield easy access to her paltry pussy! The slit could be sealed by the built in Velcro. The new gaffe also had silicone built into the hips and butt; plus, extra silicone substance could be added through a small valve in the back. Naturally, silicone could be removed in the same manner. They ordered Shayna to walk back and forth across the room. Saki and Angelo both agreed they should add a minor amount of silicone to Shayna's hips and butt cheeks. They knew her rubber skirt would fit even tighter, but believed Shayna should have a tiny jiggle in her ass. After all, this would make her slender waist appear even smaller. "Just right," complimented Angelo as he patted Shayna's ass cheeks. The halter was so petite it took Lee, Saki, and Angelo to stretch it over Shayna's chest. The rubber halter appeared to be suctioned onto her breasts and scarcely covered them. The rubber squished Shayna's boobs together and formed slight cleavage. Shayna could feel the tight rubber material trying to flatten her nipples; however, Shayna's stimulation compelled her nipples to stiffen. Soon the two dots were noticeable through the soft rubber material. The excitement percolated throughout her entire body. Shayna could feel her girl cock getting hard, but the gaffe obstructed it. Her little "clit" was swelling through the hole in the gaffe. Shayna reached down under her legs and found the magic button. "Ahhhhhhhh, there you are, you little devil," she gasped. "Enough playing Shayna. We are on limited time," commanded Angelo. They helped Shayna into her skirt, shoes, and jacket. Bracelets, rings, and a choker were added to refine her whore-like outfit. When Shayna stood up to walk to the wig station, Saki had to catch her. The thin 6" spikes were so high and the latex skirt was very tight and didn't expand very much. "Damn, I'll never be able to wear these ankle boots tonight. And this skirt is too fucK-ing tight," cried Shayna. Angelo and Saki forced her to practice walking. At first they each held an arm, then as Shayna improved, they lightly held her hands. "You must remember Miss Shayna. The higher the heel, the more sway in your ass. You must also take tiny steps and prance on your toes," instructed Angelo. Finally, Shayna surpassed cautiousness and started strutting like a little fuck-slut. She danced over to the wig station where Angelo was waiting. Angelo took the wig off the stand and Shayna sat there astonished. "WHAT did you DO to my WIG?" she said. "Don't worry sweetheart, I know Sir Dominique's likes and dislikes," stated Angelo. "I hope he likes it," pouted Shayna. "It will complete your reputation in becoming a punky little whore," chortled Angelo. Angelo applied some glue and placed the wig on Shayna's head. He fussed with it a bit and sprayed 'wig hold' into its permanent position. Now it was time for Shayna to view herself in the full-length mirror. As Shayna exquisitely approached the mirror, the first thing she noticed was her hair was still a dirty blonde color. Her ears and four-inch hoop earrings were still visible because the hair on each side was drawn up into the curly bun on the crown of her head. She turned her head sideways and recognized it was still pinned up in the back, but Angelo modified it slightly. He had combed and teased some thin strands in the back. The strands laid stunningly about two inches down the nap of her neck. Shayna's spiraling tendrils that used to be down the sides were gone. Instead, Angelo had tightly woven the tendrils into a very thin braid and left a small fray at the ends. He dyed each slender braid platinum blonde except for the scant frayed ends were highlighted in purple! The purple tipping accented her eye shadow equally. Shayna tossed her head back and forth and the two tempting braids swung from the side of her face then over to the top of her shoulders. Angelo toiled the hardest on the bangs of the wig. He teased the front, one strand at a time and highlighted every other one platinum blonde. Near the ends, he formed a soft flip down and under using a curling iron. Shayna turned sideways and realized her butt was now rounded and the shiny latex gleamed around the curvy figure. Her six-inch gold spikes were so tall they propelled her ass towards the sky! Her plum/red colored toenails were sensually visible through the clear plastic ankle boots. Shayna's jacket was partially zipped below the halter-top allowing her breasts openness. Shayna's open hands slowly fondled her ass, then her hips and stomach. Her hands ascended up to her breasts where she conceded a slight tweak of her sensitive nipples. Then Shayna winked at herself and slung one of the braids behind a shoulder using the back of her hand. In doing so, she felt and heard the three gold bracelets clang together. Saki broke the respectful silence and said, "Beaut-T-ful Shay!" Shayna cast her shoulders back and sucked in her tummy. She turned towards Saki and blew her a kiss. Finally Shayna said, "Thank you Madam Saki. Thank you for MAKING me beautiful." "Yeeeeeeeeeeessss, beautiful my dear. A beautiful, curvaceous, little blonde fuck-slut whore," added Angelo. "I'll take that as a compliment," smirked Shayna. "Here are some items for your purse my dear. They are the request of Sir Dominique," ordered Angelo. Angelo handed Shayna a gold cigarette case and matching lighter. Then he misted her with Tresor's perfume and tucked it the purse. He touched up her lips with a penis shaped red-wine colored lipstick and put it in a small makeup case. The case contained eye shadow, mascara, powder and a brush. The next two items overwhelmed Shayna; a tiny tube of K-Y Jelly and a small container filled with cocaine and a gold plated straw! Shayna became excited when she saw the K-Y and knew her virgin pussy was going to get poked! She began to feel pressure in her girl cock once again. She knew her "clit" was peeking out the gaffe hole. As she was sensing a dribble she thought about her panties! "What about my panties?" she yelled. "Ah, Sir Dominique does not want his ladies to wear panties," educated Angelo. "Angelo! It's going to get on my skirt," cried Shayna! "That's exactly why he put you in rubber sweetheart," explained Angelo. "And CUM will be running down my legs alllllll NIGHT," pleaded Shayna. "Sir Dominique wants you to feel like a real girl," reasoned Angelo. At the same time she slung the gold chain (purse strap) over her shoulder she said, "I am going to feel like SUCH a fucking hose-bag!" "And you look like one too. You even have a name tag on the choker," reminded Angelo. "Oh my God, everyone is going to know my name," cried Shayna! "Not only that, but very few people will be dressed as extravagant as you. You will stick out like a hooker in church," informed Angelo. She tilted her left wrist to check the time and said, "I still have 30 minutes before I turn into a cum-slut whore!" "Would you like a glass of wine my dear?" asked Angelo. "I suppose so," she pouted. As Shayna sipped on her wine, she bent slightly from the waist and held a cigarette to her mouth. Angelo immediately sparked a flame for her. "Thank you," she said curtly. "You should have a snort of cocaine. It will numb your mind plus divert your attitude a bit. If you show up as a bitch, Sir Dominique will toss you out on the street like a two- bid hooker," commanded Angelo. Shayna took the container out of her purse and uncapped it. The combination of her long nails and nerves almost made her fumble the substance. She cautiously dipped into the powder using a fingernail as the scoop. She held a heaping load of coke to her nostril. "Whiff, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she exhaled. "Oooooh, that burns soooooo bad. Especially after last night," she sniveled. Then she took one more pile in her fingernail and snorted it into the other nostril. The coke made Shayna's "clit" shrivel back into its hole. Her nose and throat were numb and her mind was carefree. "Shayna my dear, your limousine has arrived," declared Angelo. Shayna hugged Angelo, Saki, and Lee then said, "Wish me luck gang." The white stretch limousine was parked in the valet circle in front of the Marriott. Shayna would have to walk through the lobby and past the main counter. She took one deep breath through her runny nose, and exhaled out her mouth. Shayna' s gold spikes echoed clamorous clicks on the polished marble floor. Everyone in the lobby, including the workers at the counter, stopped and stared at her. Shayna's ass looked as if it was waving at the entire crowd. Her miniature steps could not get her out of the lobby area fast enough! Men in $1000 business suits licked their chops as if they wanted to consume her. As she walked by the counter, a man stepped in front of her and asked, "Hi Shayna, are you staying here?" Appalled, she asked, "How did you know my name?" "It's on your necklace," he said. Shayna blushed and replied, "Oh, oooooooh yes. I forgot about that! Just a dumb blonde I guess." "No, I believe I just startled you. I was trying to say hello to you, but didn't know how to break the ice," said the man. Shayna batted her eyes and in a sassy tone said, "Well, hello then. And yes I AM staying at the hotel, but right now I have a limo waiting outside." "Maybe I'll see you around Shayna," wished the man. "MayyyyyyBeee. You never know," giggled Shayna. Shayna flipped one of her braids back and pranced toward the front doors. As the doorman played gentleman, he nodded his approval to this stunning blonde. When Shayna got outside, she had to weave through the valet crowd. Women were pointing at her and whispering to their husbands. Shayna heard one man say, "Probably just the hotel hooker." Shayna snapped her head around and loudly sneered, "Probably NOT!!!" Jimmy, the limo driver was waiting with the door open. Using his strong hand, he grabbed Shayna's delicate wrist and helped her be seated. In one motion, she swung her legs into the fancy car. On the way to the Blue Bayou Club, Shayna shuffled through her purse trying to find the cigarette case. When she felt the cocaine container she thought about the man that called her the hotel hooker. After some thought, Shayna realized that she actually WAS a hooker in a certain way. Sir Dom had bought her an outfit, a makeover, and supplied her with cocaine. "Oh my God! I'm a COKE-WHORE," she said aloud to herself. While she held the cocaine container in her hand she thought about throwing it out the window. Instead, she parked the container deep in her purse and decided not to "use" it the rest of the night. Shayna pressed the button allowing the driver/passenger window divider to roll down and said, "Jimmy?" "Yes Miss Shayna, he responded?" "Could you please let me know when we are about two minutes away?" she asked. Jimmy immediately said, "It's too late for that. The club is right around the corner." Shayna hastily hunted through her purse for her the cock- shaped lipstick tube. She dabbed it on then sucked her lips inward and smacked them. She sprayed more of the tempting perfume on her wrists and chest. "How's my face and hair Jimmy?" she asked nervously as she primped the back of her hair. "No worries Shayna. With your body and looks, you could have your pick of anyone," praised Jimmy. "Thank you sweets," she said graciously. Shayna got out of the limo and walked towards the line at the front door of the Club. People were watching her like she was the Queen of England, but her outfit and makeup made her more like the Hooker of Amsterdam. She finally approached the door checker and bouncer after waiting in line for 10 minutes. It was 8:58 PM when she handed the free pass to the checker. "Aaaaaaah, Miss Shayna! You're even more pristine than Sir Dominique described you," approved the checker. "Thank you sir," she said. Shayna knew she had met the approval of the bouncer when he offered his arm to her. "Right this way," the bouncer said gruffly. "K," she said. When the bouncer and Shayna were on the elevator, she was getting ready to light a cigarette. "Sir Dominique doesn't allow anyone to smoke on the elevator," warned the bouncer. "Too bad, I am not just ANYONE," claimed Shayna. The bouncer then muttered something to himself. "What did you say, she asked?" In a loud tone the bouncer repeated, "I saaaaaaaaid, if you don't shape up your attitude, you'll be on your skinny ass in the street!" Shayna took a long drag from her thin cigarette as the elevator door opened. She was only seconds away from presenting herself to him. The bouncer opened the heavy wooden door to Sir Dominique's office. She stepped into the office and noticed it was an exact replica of the club downstairs, only one-tenth the size. Sir Dom, wearing tight black leather pants and an open leather vest without a shirt walked up to her slowly. Sir Dom had fire in his eyes and said, "I saw you on the cameras disobeying House Rules. Smoking on the elevator." Shayna took a deep drag off the cigarette then blew out the smoke directly into his face and said, "You created me." "Listen you little bitch, without me you would be stuck in your hotel," argued Sir Dom. "AnnnnnD, you are trying to fabricate me into a COKE- WHORE," she said in a bitchy tone. "How funny, you think I am trying to buy you?" he asked. "It seems that way," she said. "Shayna, let me spell it out for you. I have so much money I can buy anything I want. And you... well you are so impeccably beautiful, you can HAVE anyone you want. The way I see it, it's a perfect match. My money and your appearance," explained Sir Dom. "Then why do you want me to use drugs?" she asked. "Cocaine prohibits your girl cock from swelling. It also prevents you from having an orgasm too quickly. I want you to feel like a real lady! Plus using cocaine will freeze your brain and put it in a hypnotic state," he said. "Hypnotic state of mind?" she asked. "Yes, I like control over my ladies," he required. "I couldn't tell," she replied sarcastically. "By the way, you look magnificent. Even better than I imagined," he cheered. "Thank you, but there's one thing that's bothering me. I've had cum running down my legs since I left the hotel," she moaned. Sir Dom grabbed Shayna's petite hand and led her over to the miniature bar. He pulled out a large paper bindle and dumped out a heaping pile of powder. "That's half of a gram Shayna. I want to watch you snort the whole thing. Then tell me if your "clit" is still dripping," he instructed. Shayna picked up the gold plated snort tube and bent over the white pile. After she took of sniff in each nostril there was a scorching sensation in her nose membranes. "This gives me a neurotic sense. I can't do this without having a cigarette," she appealed. Sir Dom helped light her long thin cigarette. Shayna had the cigarette in one hand and the snorting tube in the other. When she had finished half the pile, her brain became numb and her attitude apathetic. Sir Dom leaned into her from the backside. As she whiffed, he kissed her neck and fondled with her breasts. His hands were now all over her. Using one hand he reached under her tight skirt and found the half hard "clit." Shayna squirmed as Sir Dom stroked her little button. In her mind she wanted the "clit" to swell, but the coke prevented it from happening. "That's it my little slutty mistress," he whispered. "Please don't stop, it feels so fucking good," she begged. As he massaged her softened "clit" he watched Shayna take every last granule of cocaine. "MMMM Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I don't know what feels better, the sex or the drugs," murmured Shayna. Sir Dom spun her around to face him and said, "I think it's a combination of the two." She tucked her hands into the top of his tight leather pants and smiled. "Not now Shayna, I have a challenge for you," he said. "Challenge?" she asked. "Look," he said. Sir Dom pushed a button and the mirrors behind Shayna turned into glass. She could view the whole dance floor and lounge area from his upper level office! And from the dance floor the windows looked like mirrors. Shayna was amazed and shouted, "Two-way mirrors!" "Correct. I've been watching this couple for over an hour," he said pointing at them. The lady had shoulder length blonde hair and was wearing a dark mini skirt and matching halter-top. The man had tight dark pants and a dark shirt. "Shayna, I want you to go downstairs and "pick" them up," said Sir Dom. "Huh?" she said dumbfounded. "Pick them up and bring them both up here," he demanded. "Ummm... Are you coming?" asked Shayna. "No Shayna, you will handle this alone," he said. "This is only my second night out dressed as a lady! I am not confident enough to pull this off! Plus I'm higher than high," she summoned. Sir Dom stated, "You must accomplish the feat Shayna. Matter of fact, I am giving you only have 90 minutes orrrrr..." Shayna interrupted and questioned, "Or what?" "Or I have you escorted to the street and no more free passes to my other establishments. You will be stuck in your hotel room all week," he said. Without delay Shayna slung the purse over her shoulder and somberly said, "I'll try my best." Shayna was so high on coke she entered the lounge area with one strategy, don't fall down. She walked over to the crowded bar hoping to order a drink. Every bar stool was occupied and other people were standing waiting to be served. A good looking guy with salt and pepper colored hair noticed Shayna and said, "I would like to offer you my chair." "That's very sweet of you, but I only want a drink then I'm off to the dance floor," She said. "What would you like?" he asked. "Margarita on the rocks, no salt please," she said. He waived a $20 bill at the bartender and ordered a drink without delay. He handed the drink through the crowd to Shayna. Shayna smiled and said, "Thank you. You must be a local, getting served like that." The gray haired man said, "Yes I'm a local, but it's wisdom." Shayna stared at him with a frozen face and asked, "Wisdom?" "Yeah, if you tip the bartender a little extra, they don't forget you," explained the gray haired man. Shayna thought this guy was intelligent and had a good sense of humor. He wasn't even bad looking and acted as if he had money! She figured he could act as her temporary security blanket. The man asked, "Would you like to sit down Shayna?" Shayna immediately held her hand to her throat and traced the gold letters on the choker, then blushed and said, "Thank you anyway, but I'm on the way to the dance floor. Maybe if it gets boring over there, I'll be back." Shayna turned and capered towards the railing that divided the sunken dance floor and the bar area. She lit a cigarette and sipped on the margarita through a thick straw while leaning against the railing. The floor was translucent and the lights were magnificent. She was standing right next to the small set of stairs that was the entrance and exit to the dance floor. As Shayna scrutinized the dancing crowd, her hips subconsciously swayed back and forth to the beat of the music. She took a long drag off the cigarette, looked up at the two-way mirrors where Sir Dom should be, and blew the smoke at him. All at once she felt warmth on the back of her neck and heard a voice, "I thought you'd be dancing by now," said the gray haired man. She turned her chin over her shoulder and responded, "No one has invited me." "Well Shayna, would you care to dance?" he said. "Not without knowing your name. It's not very fair that you know MY name and I don't know YOURS," she said. "Jack," he quickly responded. "As long as your last name isn't Me-off," she giggled. "Me-off?" Jack questioned. "You know, then your whole name would be Jack-Me-Off," cackled Shayna. Jack laughed and invitingly replied, "It's not Me-Off at the present, but my name could change later in the evening." "I going to finish my cigarette first Jack, then I'll dance," demanded Shayna acting like a stuck up bitch playing hard to get. Shayna sucked down the margarita swiftly and held her glass to Jack and asked, "May I have another gentleman Jack?" Jack flagged down the cocktail waitress and ordered another drink for her. He initiated body touching by moving his crotch closer to her swinging ass. Shayna knew she had to "play" Jack to keep his attention and her refuge. She responded to his contact by bending over the railing slightly and pushing her convincing ass into him without missing a beat in the music. The cocktail waitress finally delivered the margarita. Shayna grazed over her shoulder, tilted her head back, kissed him on the cheek and said, "Thank you Mr. Jack... Meoff!" Jack pressed into Shayna's ass crack even more. She characterized a flashy cock teaser by dancing with both arms in the air while her taut ass brushed against his half-hard cock. Shayna was lost in lust and loved every minute of it. All at once Jack pointed to the dance floor and said, "Look!! That girl has the same outfit as you! A rubber skirt and halter, and even the clear ankle boots are identical. And... and, your hair color is exact!" "Interesting. She probably shopped at the same place I did," replied Shayna as she tried to shrug off the attention. "Is that your twin sister?" inquired Jack. "Nooooooo. But she IS pretty," Shayna said in a sexy voice. "By the way, how do girls dance or even walk in those 6" spikes?" asked Jack. "Verrrrrrrrrrrry carefully," commented Shayna. Shayna finished her cigarette and grabbed Jack's hand leading him down the steps onto the dance floor. She continued to lead him through the crowd of dancers until they were right next to the couple she was supposed to pick up. Shayna put on quite a show for the 'identical twin' and her man. Shayna purposely bumped into the man as she danced erotically. She used her hands and facial expressions like a real whore. She turned to face the couple, slightly squatted with her hands on her knees, and ground her inviting ass into Jacks' manhood. Jack wrapped his arms around Shayna as they moved to the rapid beat. Shayna used her most ravishing stare at the couple and positioned the tip of her tongue onto her upper lip. Then she slowly batted her eyes and parted her wine colored lips. When the song ended, the couple and her man started to depart the dance floor. Shayna stepped into the path of the blonde and caught a glimpse of her indistinguishable choker that spelled "LEXI", then declared, "Excuse me Lexi, I'm going to borrow your man for a dance." "Is that SOoooooo?" Lexi said arrogantly. "Uh Hmmm, and he probably won't even miss you because we look virtually alike," reasoned Shayna. Lexi glanced at Shayna's choker and replied, "Permission granted Shayna. You GO girl!" Lexi's man overheard the dialogue and clutched Shayna's hand. The music was lively and Shayna moved every part of her body imaginable. Shayna's arms stretched out toward the ceiling while her tits jiggled and her ass motioned for attention. Suddenly the beat of the music slowed and Shayna found herself in his strong arms. In the mean time, Jack was trying to pimp Lexi at the railing. Every time Jack would try to say something, Lexi would turn her cheek to the side. She treated him as nonexistent and looked like a snotty little whore. At last Jack departed and left Lexi at the railing alone. Back at the dance floor Shayna asked wickedly, "Should we make Lexi jealous?" "I think we already have. Look at her leaning against the railing pretending not to be watching us," said the man. "What's your name?" asked Shayna. "PJ," he said. "And what does PJ stand for?" asked Shayna. "It's a nickname I was given in high school. PJ stands for pretty jock," he said insolently. "I know the pretty part is fitting, but I don't know about the jock part," snickered Shayna. Shayna was becoming aroused as she stared at PJ. The top of his dark brown hair was moussed into a messy wet look and shaved tightly around the sides and back. PJ's clean-shaven facial features were flawless, but it was the little dimple in his chin that would make any model envious. PJ was about 6'4" and his brawny body probably weighed 230 pounds. There wasn't an ounce of fat on him and his cute tush filled the leather pants like they were painted on. PJ's dark short-sleeved knit shirt unfurled his solid upper frame and his biceps puffed out of his tight sleeves. PJ's chest nestled into Shayna's hardened nipples and she could feel her "clit" stir. He ground his pelvis into her making the "clit" sprout through the hole in her gaffe. Shayna tilted her head back and up as PJ pecked baby kisses all over her perfumed chest. Pre-cum fluid started running down her inner thighs, but she was unworried because PJ made her feel sheltered. Shayna rubbed his broad shoulders and ran her long fingernails on the back of his neck then through his hair. She delicately placed her open palms on his chest and lightly scratched his nipples. Unexpectedly the exhilaration was interrupted by a voice, "Hey you, break it up," Lexi said as she glared at PJ. As Shayna's pre-cummy state was broken, she rudely stated, "But we were just getting to know one another!" "I noticed that. Now I want my man back!" desired Lexi. "Can't we share?" asked Shayna PJ broke into the discussion by saying, "Come with me girls, I'm buying drinks." Lexi and Shayna sat at a table that overlooked the sunken dance floor while PJ shuffled to the bar. They both looked like bitchy sluts sitting there without conversation. Shayna noticed Lexi's jacket that was draped over her chair. It was a clear, see-through plastic jacket with gold zippers exactly like hers! Shayna recognized Lexi's dirty blonde shoulder length hair had thin platinum blonde braids tinted in purple at the frayed ends. Next Shayna noticed Lexi's makeup colors were a duplicate of hers, even the gold sparkling glitter on her eyelids! "Why are you staring?" Lexi sharply asked. "Is this a joke?" questioned Shayna. "Whatdoyou mean?" asked Lexi. With a disrespectful attitude, Shayna sassed, "Your clothes, makeup, hair... even your jewelry is exactly like mine!" "I kinda noticed that," said Lexi. "Where did you get them?" queried Shayna. "A gift. Everything I have on was a gift," Lexi said. "From PJ?" guessed Shayna. "No, from a mutual friend of his and mine. And our mutual friend is the person that set up our blind date," explained Lexi. "Blind... date?" stammered Shayna. "That's right. PJ and I met here about two hours ago. Our mutual friend sent me a gift box today with a note in it. The note told me to wear the clothes in the box. He also sent me a coupon for a complimentary makeover. I was directed to look like a unique fuck-slut whore. Carefully following the instructions would assure me a definite "score" with this dude," explained Lexi. "Oh my God Lexi," squealed Shayna. "What?" asked Lexi. "You have to hear MY story. Shit, here comes PJ with the cocktails. Let's go to the ladies room and powder up," pleaded Shayna. "Here you are girls, two margaritas and an extra shot of tequila on the side," lauded PJ. The three of them toasted with their shot glasses and gulped the tequila in one breath. "Shayna and I are going to the powder room," declared Lexi. "Do you want me to referee?" laughed PJ. "No, the cat-fight is over," replied Shayna. When Lexi and Shayna arrived in the deluxe ladies room they noticed oversized stalls each one complete with a toilet, sink vanity and mirror. They entered a stall together and Lexi sat down to pee as Shayna powdered her face and applied extra thick lipstick. "Before I start my story you're going to need some of this," said Shayna as she uncapped the cocaine container. "Is that cocaine?" inquired Lexi. "Uh huh. It will relieve your anxiety by numbing your brain," instructed Shayna. Shayna lightly dabbed her gold pinky nail into the fluff and cautiously scooped out a small pile. Lexi precariously sniffed the white powder into her system. Shayna could tell Lexi had very little experience with coke. "Now the other nostril. This time YOU try," tutored Shayna. Lexi dabbed her gold painted pinky nail into the container and held up a small amount that barely covered the tip of her nail. "Lexi, you need more than that. I want to see you cover that one-inch long sexy nail with all white! Now hold one nostril and sniff as hard as you can sweetie," coaxed Shayna. Shayna remembered what Sir Dom told her regarding the effects of cocaine. She didn't want to get overly excited when she enlightened Lexi with facts; therefore, she whiffed up four hits of coke (two in each nostril). Then Shayna started HER story. When Shayna got to the part of the story about Lexi and PJ, she said, "Then Sir Dom demanded I "hit" on you and PJ." Lexi looked stupefied and asked, "SIR DOM?" "Ummmmm yes, Dominique, but he calls himself Sir Dom. He owns this place as well as a strip joint, a sex club, and a tattoo parlor," said Shayna. "OH MY GAAAAWD," screamed Lexi. "What?" asked Shayna. "It's the same guy that... that sent me the outfit and set me up with PJ," blared Lexi. Simultaneously they looked at each other's ankle boots and up their legs and all the way up to each other's eyes then started to giggle. "Your going to make me pee my pants," howled Shayna. "There's the toilet girl. GO," instructed Lexi as she laughed hysterically! Shayna didn't tell Lexi that she was shemale, so before she sat to pee, Shayna shyly asked, "Would you mind turning your back while I pee?" "Why, we're both girls. And if you were going to pick me up, I'm sure I would have seen more," exclaimed Lexi! "Oh shush Lexi, just turn around," appealed Shayna. After Shayna peed and daintily wiped her "clit," Lexi asked, "Could I have some more coke little sister?" "Of course. That's why they call it the 'more' drug," informed Shayna. "What's the gold plated straw for?" asked Lexi. "It's a snorting tube, but I don't use it because I have claws," said Shayna as she scratched at Lexi's breasts with her long fingernails then giggled. "Should I try it?" asked Lexi. "Sure! It will give you a bigger 'hit' than the tiny pile you're used to getting. I just think it looks sexier to scoop with a fingernail," said Shayna. Lexi grabbed the snorting tube and whiffed at the middle of a big pile. After Lexi inhaled the substance, Shayna had to hold her from falling. "Oh shit!!!!!! That burns sooooo bad," cried Lexi as she held her fingers to her nose. "Speaking of burn, there are hotter things in this room sweetie," said Shayna as she twirled in a circle advertising her body. "I know, you're a doll and I love your outfit Shayna. I think we would make a great team and should play along with Sir Dom," giggled Lexi. "Let's do. Sexxxxxxxy Lexi," said Shayna as she hugged Lexi forming a devious pact. "We better get back to the table before PJ comes looking for us," said Lexi. The identical blonde sluts strutted back to the table looking like two insatiable hookers. They both pulled up a chair on each side of PJ. Lexi and Shayna sipped their margaritas through their straws. They tried to out-do each other as if they were sucking a cock. PJ had one arm around each of them and they laid their heads on his firm chest. All at once, Shayna announced, "Hey, you two danced together, and I danced with PJ, but I didn't get to dance with Lexi yet." "You're right," said Lexi. "You mean you two are going to dance together? Two girls, the way you look on THAT dance floor?" asked PJ. Lexi instantly bounced to her feet and grabbed Shayna by the wrist and eagerly said, "I'll take that as an invitation!" When they reached the dance floor, Lexi said, "I'm sooooo high Shayna." "MMMMMMM...Me too sexy Lexi," said Shayna as she sniffed some draining coke liquid. "Why do you keep CALLING me that?" questioned Lexi. "Calling you WHAT?" asked Shayna. "You know! SEXY LEXI," said Lexi. Shayna shrugged and said, "Because you... you know. I think you're SEXY!" Lexi got closer to Shayna and whispered in her ear, "Thank you. I think you're sexy too. I don't have many true friends, but I have no doubt that I've found one." Lexi and Shayna embraced during a fast beat song. Their bodies moved like one as they stared into each other's eyes. Lexi positioned her chin outward and puckered her lips inviting a soft kiss. Shayna responded by flicking Lexi's lips using her tongue. Only seconds later, the two blonde sluts were kissing passionately. Their tongues swirled savagely together as their hands caressed each other. When the music changed to a different song, they concluded the lengthy kiss. On the way back to the table Lexi asked, "How are we going to get PJ to go to Sir Dom's office?" "I have a plan, just play along," said Shayna with a wicked evil grin. Lexi and Shayna got back to the table and before sitting, Shayna said, "PJ, we met the owner of this place. He requested that we join him for a drink in his office." "The owner?" asked PJ. That's right! We are so excited, would you like to join us?" asked Shayna. "I'm not really sure," said PJ. Lexi piped in and said, "We asked him if we could bring a friend. He said it would be fine." "Since you and Lexi are an item, I need a date! Besides, I kind of have a crush on him. Also, you can protect us and make sure nothing happens to your sweet blonde girls," tempted Shayna. "I suppose so," PJ said in an unconvincing tone. After they finished their drinks, Shayna led the way to the elevator. As they arrived at the open door of Sir Dom's office, Lexi and Shayna walked in together. PJ was behind, prodding them along as if the girls were slaves. They heard a voice from the far corner that said, "Welcome to my office. Please come in." In unison, Lexi and Shayna refreshingly said, "Hi there, Sir Dom!" "Hello ladies. And good evening PJ," said Sir Dom. After Lexi and Shayna heard Sir Dom say 'PJ,' they both turned around and looked at PJ as if they had question marks on their foreheads. "Sir Dom and I are old friends," explained PJ. Sir Dom said, "Actually PJ is a silent partner in all four companies. It began with his money and my brains." "So what do you want with us?" inquired Shayna as she pointed to Lexi and herself. "I thought you KNEW that I'm a control freak," heralded Sir Dom. The two blonde sluts nodded their heads yes. "Let me explain. Both of you are in need of a sugar daddy. Lexi, you were out on the streets without a home until I sheltered you with comfort and a job as a stripper. And you Shayna... Your abstract personality is all fucked up. You're a male that has the mind of a female; consequently, aspiring to become 100% female," said Sir Dom. "SHAYNA!!!!!!!!!! You revoked that part of the story! You BITCH," yelled Lexi. Shayna leaned towards Lexi's ear and whispered, "I'm sorry Lexi, but you didn't inform me that you are a stripper either. Plus, I didn't want to scare you off. I saw you as an honest friend, and I guess I wasn't very true to you. Again, I'm sorry." While Lexi had a tear streaking down her cheek she sniffled, "That's the story of my life. I was beginning to like you Shayna." Shayna gently wiped the tear from Lexi's face and whispered, "Lexi, I will do ANYTHING for you ANYTIME. First we have to get through this predicament. Remember, we're a team - we even have team outfits." "K," Lexi said dismally. Sir Dom interrupted their chat by asking, "Did you sluts get high enough in the powder room?" "What?" questioned Lexi. "And, you two were quite a spectacle on the dance floor too," added Sir Dom as he pointed directly at the girls. "What?" questioned Shayna. "Watch the screen," he demanded. Sir Dom pointed to the oversized television screen and clicked on a channel. It was a picture of the powder room stall where Lexi and Shayna had been. He fiddled with buttons on the remote and focused in 'close-up' mode on some coke the girls spilled on the vanity. Sir Dom changed the channel and a picture of the dance floor appeared. As Sir Dom flashed through the channels he explained, "There are over 50 hidden cameras at the Blue Bayou Club. I can also switch to the other three establishments. In all, we have over 200 hidden cameras at the four places. I can scrutinize employees and observe customers... All at my fingertips." "How deceiving," said Shayna. Sir Dom went on to say, "Since you two vixens tried to devise a plan to "play" me, I have arranged specific sexual punishment. I'm going to film the whole scene and keep it on record in the safety deposit box... just in case I need to use it against you!" Sir Dom directed PJ to sit on the bar and told Lexi and Shayna to stand next to him. Sir Dom adjusted the lens on the camcorder before setting it on the tripod. "I want you sluts to give PJ the best BJ ever. It's a requirement that you devour his cock like expensive hired hookers," requested Sir Dom. "I've been waiting for this all night," howled PJ! Without delay, PJ unzipped his fly and the girls yanked his leather pants down to his ankles. They petted his half-hard member until it elongated into a full thick eight inches. Lexi formed a fist underneath the cockhead as Shayna flicked at precum from the tip. Lexi's tongue stretched outward and in harmony they painted saliva on the purple head. The girls sucked each other's tongues as they passed PJ's precum back and forth. Being careful not to get in the recording, Sir Dom stood at the side and applauded the sluts by saying, "Oh my goodness girls. You're gonna make ME cum!" Shayna was the first to engulf PJ's head. She relaxed her numbed throat and inched down on his throbbing tool and on her way up the vein-popping shaft, she clamped her lips tight and applied suction with her tongue. Next it was Lexi's turn, and she executed a duplicate copy of Shayna's method. They continued this act while Sir Dom became fascinated. During one of Shayna's sucking turns, Lexi sexily said, "Shayna's sexy lips stay sooooo tight on that monster cock. Her lustful eyes look as though they are begging for hot cum to be ejected in her pretty mouth." During one of Lexi's sucking turns, Shayna softly said, "Sexy Lexi sure does look good with cock in her mouth. I bet she looks better with cum on her face." "Good point Shayna. Thanks for the idea," Sir Dom said. "Lexi get down on your knees under the bar. Shayna can handle PJ's cock on her own. Lexi, I want you to massage your girlfriend's "clit" with your mouth." Sir Dom knew that Shayna's "clit" didn't stick out of her gaffe very far. Only half of Shayna's head was sticking out, not quite enough for Lexi to grab or wrap her mouth around. While Shayna used her tongue and licked up and down PJ's stiffened shaft, Lexi started kissing Shayna's inner thighs. Lexi kissed and licked back and forth going up farther each time. At last Lexi's head was under Shayna's skirt. With her hands, Lexi hiked Shayna's skirt up over her hips and ass. Lexi used her elbows to force Shayna's legs apart. Shayna could feel herself start to drip. Sir Dom reminded the sluts of something and shouted, "This is your sexual punishment. I will not permit EITHER of you WHORES to orgasm!" As Shayna was on the down stroke of a deep throat, Sir Dom constrained her to that position by pushing on the back of her head. Then he held a heaping pile of coke under Shayna's nostril and forced her to snort it. "Good little bitch Shayna. I've never seen anyone use coke and cock at the same time," laughed Sir Dom. Next he grabbed the back of Lexi's blonde hair and twisted it around his wrist until he could grab onto it. Sir Dom jerked her head back held a spoonful of coke in each hand and demanded Lexi whiff both piles at the same time (one in each nostril). "There! That should prevent any orgasms until we're finished. Bitches," he mumbled. Lexi was back at it. She flicked her tongue at Shayna's "clit." Only half the head was poking through the gaffe, but Lexi was working at it non-stop. Shayna's head bobbed up and down PJ's cock at a swifter pace. She made muffled squeals every time Lexi's hot tongue touched her button. All at once, Shayna felt Sir Dom tearing away the Velcro that sealed her "pussy". A chilling gel was being rubbed on and around her slit. Shayna couldn't talk with her mouth full of cock, but thought, "Oh my GOD. I'm going to get fucked. He's going to break my cherry." Shayna's thoughts were broken when Sir Dom clarified, "Since I took Lexi's virginity, I might as well be the one that takes yours Shayna!" Shayna felt a warm blunt cockhead circling the rim of her slit. Her "clit" grew slightly to meet Lexi's warm lips. Her hands were jacking at PJ's cock as her tongue danced around his pee hole. Sir Dom grabbed Shayna's hips and impelled his cockhead into her tight slit. He pushed little by little. Every inch felt like her guts were being shoved into her stomach. Shayna couldn't hold back anymore and screamed, "OH MYYYYYYY GAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWD. MY (gasp) MY (gasp) MY CHERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY. IT HURTS SOOOOOOO BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD! OOOOOOH FUCK!!!!!!!" Shayna hardly feel Lexi's lips on her "clit" because of the pressure she had in her "pussy." She continued to whack PJ's swollen cock. She frantically worked his head with her hot pink tongue and wine colored lips. Shayna was trying to relax as Sir Dom was filling her with his manhood. One last thrust and he jam-packed her expanded pussy. Sir Dom pulled his tool out slowly, then plunged it deep. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," Shayna shrieked. Out slowly, and then hard and fast inside. Sir Dom was cramming her full! Shayna's eyes were half closed and her jaw was hanging loose. She could feel his balls slamming against her "clit." "IT'S BURN...ING!! OH...MY...GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWD," yelped Shayna!!! Shayna felt Sir Dom's cock exit her stretched pussy. When Shayna looked down between her legs, she noticed that Sir Dom was feeding his cock to Lexi's plush mouth. Shayna almost became jealous and was profound that her "pussy" lost its' toy. Then Shayna felt Sir Dom's hot cockhead protruding her spicy "pussy" again. "In soooooooooooooooo DEEEEEEEEEEEP," she yelled with satisfaction! Once again Sir Dom withdrew his cock and rammed it deep into Lexi's throat. Now back into Shayna's trained "pussy." Back and forth he went from mouth to pussy! Sir Dom's precum and Lexi's saliva provided extra lubrication for Shayna's barren love tunnel. "OOOOOOOOH YOU'RE SOOOOOO BIG!!!! Both of my Masters are SOOOOOOOO BIG," cried Shayna!! Sir Dom exited Shayna and rammed it in Lexi's mouth. "MMMMMMMMMMM HMMMMMMM," Lexi hummed loudly. Sir Dom' cock slowly abandoned Lexi's mouth. Without warning he shoved his enlarged tool back into her mouth. It was either too deep or just surprised her because Lexi gagged slightly. Lexi was overloaded with cock and her poor lips appeared swollen. Not to mention the taste of Shayna's "pussy" juice mixed with Sir Dom's precum. PJ slapped Shayna on the face and said, "Hey bitch, don't look at her, start sucking. I wanna cum the same time my partner..." Sir Dom interrupted PJ and said, "Yeah, we're going to squirt it all over your faces at the same time!" Shayna put on her best cock-sucking act. Every other stroke she felt Sir Dom cram her "pussy" and his balls smack her "clit". Every time Sir Dom thrusted inside Shayna she made an untamed noise. Shayna heard both men becoming more stimulated as they grunted and groaned. Both men started to buck faster. Shayna was getting sore and her mouth was tired. She was sure her friend Lexi was in the same mode. Shayna wanted to urge the men to cum as soon as possible. As both men were building to climax, Shayna pleaded, "Watch me PJ! Concentrate on my eyes. Watch the hot cum splatter on my pretty face. Let it explode on my hot red lips. Shoot globs of it in my hair. OOOOOh baby I want to taste your thick liquid. Do it for Shaaaaaaaaaaaayna!" Simultaneously both men exploded ropes of cum onto the blonde slut's faces. It seemed like a never-ending orgasm for both of them. Sir Dom coated Lexi and PJ glazed Shayna. As Sir Dom and PJ were buckling their pants, Sir Dom said, "Now clean each other off girls." Shayna and Lexi's tongues extended toward each other. They chased each other's tongues then broke into a fervent kiss. They kissed, licked and cleaned every drop of cum available. As Shayna was cleaning the last dripping from Lexi she sympathetically said, "Are you okay baby?" "Uh huh, responded Lexi. Are you okay Shayna baby?" Shayna nodded her head yes as it was difficult to move her jaw to talk. "Enough, Sir Dom said strictly! I have a limo waiting outside for you two whores. Lexi, tonight I want you to stay with Shayna, but no sex!" Lexi and Shayna arrived at the hotel suite at 2 AM. They were too exhausted to change clothes or remove any makeup. They lay under the covers and nuzzled into one another for the night.