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This story contains explicit sexual reference and scenes. This story should not be read or viewed by anyone under the age of 18. If you are under that age, please stop reading and delete this story. This story is a work of fiction. No person living or deceased is portrayed in this story. The images are original creations and depict no person living or deceased. This story is used with permission of the author. All copyrights apply to this document, story and images. Lust, Desire and Intrigue Sometimes misleads? Part One By Heather Slut Graham I knocked on the door for the first time and a woman answered. She was dressed like any other person you might see shopping at the mall. Like she could be anyone's mother or aunt. She softly told me to undress and to fold my clothes, then turned to walk out of the room. I am uncomfortable and ponder if I am even at the right place. I did imagine a six-foot stiletto-heeled vixen with leather and whips hanging from her corset. "Now!" I heard and I was slapped back to reality. I stripped, folded my clothes and looked for a place to lay them. But awkwardly I just stood there not knowing what to do next. "There is a note on the table," she explained, "lay your clothes under it." The note read, "If you choose to walk through that door there will be no turning back. So if your thoughts are of just checking things out then you better go now. Otherwise close your eyes. When I tell you to open them do not look at me unless I tell you to. My feet are your only focus point once you come into the room. Not the wall not the ceiling". I turned to the door. My erection was non-existent from the nature of discomfort I felt. I hope that did not offend her. It was dark as I closed my eyes and walked. How far? I step one after the other slowly when I heard, "STOP!" My breath, I can hardly breathe. "So you dream of being a sissy slut collared by a mistress?" I replied, "yes." SLAP, then SLAP SLAP as she told me not to open my eyes. "The first", she explained, "was for speaking. A nod is all that I need from you. The second and third were for starting to open your eyes." She was quick, I thought. Then another two slaps came from nowhere. She asked why my thoughts were not with her. I started to explain. SLAP SLAP, shit this is getting old, SLAP. I fell to my knees. "Good!" she exclaimed. "Now I want you to remain in that position until I tell you otherwise." She lit incense and with my eyes closed the world started to spin. Then I felt her behind me and her body touched mine and a rag is placed over my face. I cannot escape quickly enough and my world stops spinning as I passed out. Cold and bewildered I awoke. My natural reaction was to open my eyes and I saw nothing but a small trace of light out one corner of my right eye. My face felt as though it was going to pop and my jaw was sore. I felt something inside my ass. Not really painful but a nice full feeling. I could tell I was sitting and tried to move my arms. I couldn't hear her but sensed something coming into the room. "Heather is your name from now on... the swim goggles are on your eyes so you cannot see what has happened or what will happen from this point on. You will earn the right to remove them. If I am happy then I will allow it. Now Heather I would like you to stand up." I thought my arms were tied to the chair behind me but they were not. Only my arms were tied together from the elbows out. I had a very hard time getting my balance, as I stood in some sort of heeled shoe and my legs were held apart by some bar. I started to fall forward and she placed her arms on mine in order to steady me. My jaw really hurt and I realized my mouth was being held open by some sort of gag. The drool started to flow from my mouth as I stood up. She dabbed it with a towel and expressed her feelings on trashy dirty whores that cannot control their bodily functions. She reminded me to swallow even though it was hard. Next I felt my entire body being bent forward as my arms were pulled higher and higher behind me. Clamps were attached to my nipples and I moaned out. My cock started to rise but it could not because it too was restrained by some form of evil chastity devise. I could feel her stroking my cheek and saying, "good girl" as the rope was lifted to it highest point. Unable to move, unable to see, unable to swallow, unable to talk, she whispered in my ear. "If I untie you, you are to kneel." I could feel weight pulling down on my testicles and I was starting to get quite uncomfortable. I could not figure out how she could talk and move in so many places at once. It was then that I realized that ear phones were on my head and nothing but silence was heard in between her words. Then she explained that she was going to ask me a series of questions. My answers would determine if a weight is to be added or removed. I couldn't move or think, I was helpless and needed to figure out a way to redeem my sanity while in her presence. "Are you a sissy?" "No," I replied with a shake of my head. Snap another weight is added. "Are you willing to do anything I ask of you?" "Yes", I answered and another weight is added. (I don't understand) "Are you a sissy?" "No," I replied and another weight is added. My balls feel as if they are ready to pop off of my body. "Are you a sub?" "Yes," a weight is removed. "Are you a sissy?" "No," I said and a weight is added. "Are you a sub?" "Yes," I said and a weight is removed. "Are you a sissy?" "Yes," I said this time and another weight is removed. Thank god, now I understood. "Are you willing to do anything I ask of you?" "Yes," I said and another weight was removed. The time between her questions was long and I was really starting to hurt from both this position and the weights. "Are you a sissy sub slut who belongs to me?" "Yes," I said and another weight was removed. "Are you willing to say those words out loud if given the opportunity?" "Yes," I replied and another weight is removed. I felt the soreness in my balls as the weight became less. "Are you willing to perform as a slut instantly without thought, for your mistress?" I was thinking about it and a weight was added. "IS HEATHER A SLUT?" "Yes," I said and a weight was removed. "Is Heather willing to perform as a slut for her mistress?" "Yes," I said and all the weight was now gone. But something else is quickly re-attached at the same time the clamps were yanked from my chest and I screamed. My mind was detoured from the feeling of the bag my balls were now inside. It was only later that I realized what just happened. For the moment I only know that my balls feel strange but comfortable. Then the plug is yanked and replaced with a larger one. The old one was starting to feel good. I was allowed to stand and the rope was removed from my arms. It quickly finds its way to a collar that had been placed around my neck. "I am going to remove your eye pads and you are to look forward only, do you understand?" I nodded and the room blinded me. I started to focus and saw her feet in front of my face. She was standing above me and told me to kiss her ankle. As my lips are pulled from her ankle I could see the smudge of lipstick left behind and I felt the uncomfortable swelling in my cock as it tried to grow. "Kiss my feet after I remove your gag." I nodded and the jaw pain diminished but my lips felt as though they were going to explode. "I have pumped your lips with collagen so your lips are more sluttish," she stated. "I have painted you and made you look like the slut that you are and will now take you and ask you to perform for me. Did you have something to tell me?" I replied, "Heather is ready to perform anything you ask of her Mistress." She bent to pat me on the head, "good girl." As she stepped down I could now see behind her. Two girls and two boys sat against the wall. They had been watching, and helping her with everything up to this point. The boys were collared and the girls were each holding a leash. "I have placed electrodes on your balls, cock and nipples. If you disobey, you will feel my anger." She explained, "It is late and we will need a lot of strength for what you are about to endure. So I am going to lead you to the restroom before placing you on your pad for the night. Follow me and don't fall." Thankfully, she walked very slowly. My eyes were looking at the floor except as we passed by the others in the room. I couldn't help but take quick looks at them trying to figure out their roles in all of this. The girls sat in the boy's laps and the girls were kissing each other. I was brought back to reality by the chastity device on my swelling cock. We walked into the rest room and she told me to sit and pee. I did and then found myself on the floor. She sat and placed my head between her legs. She told me that she will allow me to watch the urine flow from her pussy since I was such a good slut following her to the rest room. She peed very sexually as she would go just a little and when I thought she was done she again would release a stream like she had been holding it forever. The smell reached me and my cock strained for release from its confines. She then started to laugh. "What's wrong Heather, darling? Are you feeling the need to touch my pussy lips with those huge soft lips of yours?" I nodded to confirm my need. "I would also bet that Heather would like to come? Is this true?" Again I nodded. "Well you are in luck because I hate toilet paper and find much amusement in seeing my sissy sluts clean me after a potty. Would you be a dear and lick me once with your sweet tongue?" I moved my head forward as she slid herself to the edge of the seat. I couldn't help myself as I licked for her nectar as a kitten licks its first meal in the morning. Suddenly I was knocked to the floor and she didn't stop there. She slapped me over and over while she screamed, "You bitch! Once I said! Just once! Don't you dare look up at me!" Her knee was placed on my side and all of her weight was holding me on the floor. "I warned you," she said, "my anger is quickly brought out when my girls do not obey me." I could see her hand reach for a black box and her painted thumbnail covered a button. Now I have felt pain or at least I thought I had. My ass and my balls started to do things I never imagined they would do. It felt as though they bounced, jerked and contracted so violently that I would have moved across the floor had her knee not been holding me in place. Fortunately it lasted only few seconds. "Girls!" she yelled loudly and within seconds they were at the door. "Time for you to potty and soak her down good as I do not want her to forget this quickly, but not on her face, only her body. We do not want to ruin our work." It was not long and I then felt one stream then two splashing me. "Look at the pussies that feed you, you stupid slut," she yelled. I looked up and saw two gorgeous bald pussies releasing my punishment. The warmth seemed to calm me and my lust grew. My stomach and legs feel the pressure that permeates from their luscious piss holes. They stopped and I was told to stand and look into my Mistresses eyes. "Heather," she explains, "you are a very bad girl. We all know this! Heather you have to be a little brighter if you hope to endure the time we spend together. Just because you are a slut does not mean you are so stupid that you cannot count. I said once and I meant once." As she spoke the hands of the girls had reached around me and began rubbing my genitals to cause them great discomfort. I could feel their breath on my neck and wanted to be with them or my mistress so badly. I wanted to make love to them and show them that I could please them by licking their pussies and fucking them. I could feel their nipples on my back and the energy went right from their hard tips through my entire body. What had I gotten my self into? My need to cum had grown to new heights. SLAP! OK that hurt that time. "Are you even listening to me slut?" "Yes." SLAP AGAIN! Damn it I nod. "Good girl. Now follow me." What choice did I have since she held the rope? We walked into a bedroom. So soft, pretty and pink, until the door closed. Behind it was a chair. Heavy and primitive looking really, unpainted old barn wood. Looked more like the bottom of an outhouse. The legs ran far out from the base before they went to meet the floor under them and the arms, well they did not exist. "Now I am going to remove your clothes and seat you properly." Once I was naked I was told to sit. My legs were lifted so that it appeared I was sitting directly on the floor as my heels found the ends of boards. Straps were then placed around my thighs and legs. Once they were tested secure a board is placed in front of my chest and my arms were folded over the other. Again straps were placed at my wrists and elbows. These were tested too. She stated that this was my new sleeping position and un-cages my cock. It filled fully and stood harder than ever. "You are so sweet," she said as she laughed at my cock's salute. "I love the attention you wish to give me with that tiny cock of yours. Let me show you how pleased I am with your performance Heather." She grabbed my genitals and stroked my cock too slowly. I feel as if I will explode and within seconds and I can feel her hand now sliding up and down due to all the precum which has begun to flow. "Now we can't waste that pretty liquid, Heather. Nor the cum you so desperately wish to shoot from your precious little cock." She stopped and kissed my cheeks. She lay on the floor and pulled out the plug in my ass. She has full easy access to my hole as I am restrained in the chair. I cannot move anything but my head. She then produced a huge syringe type tool with a baby nipple attached to it. She placed it at my piss slit and applied some pressure until it finally popped into the hole. The head of the nipple is larger round than the base of the nipple and there is a hole in the side of the tube so that air can escape. Clear precum begins to enter the tube. The head of the nipple holds the tool in place keeping it from falling back out of my piss slit. Next she filled my ass with a little plug again only to pump it up. It stretched my pussy to what I would think was its limit. Head phones were again placed on my head and a mike is placed in front of me. My hair is tied with a rope so that I have to keep my head upright. Two delicate hooks come down and grab my nostrils then are pulled back up and tied over my head. A gag is placed in my mouth and it was in the shape of a little dick and was tied to my head. Then a tube is inserted in the hole of the gag and left to dangle as air is pumped into the gag. It filled my mouth completely. "You look so pretty. Well, like a pretty piggy. Now you have two choices to make Heather. Sleep like this and you can watch me as I sleep on the bed or sleep with a blindfold on." My eyes are tearing up uncontrollably. "I will let you ponder the solution as I ride your leg to orgasm. I must say this predicament you are in has gotten me very horny." I feel her pussy lower to my foot and softly rub it back and forth. 'Oh please just let me go,' I screamed inside my own head. 'Please let me go so I can touch you and make you feel good with my tongue. Please just let me go.' That's all I can think as I felt her pressure increase and her grip on my leg start to burn as she exploded gushing her cum over my foot. She stopped and then asked if I'd reached a conclusion to my sleep comfort. I cannot move, see, hardly breathe or speak. She explained that a good slut is a silent slut so I was just to raise one finger if it was the blindfold or two if it was the nostril thing. Tears were rolling uncontrollably down my face from the pressure of the hooks pulling up my nose. I raised one finger. Laughing she untied the nostrils. I knew I would not be able to see her but the discomfort was far worse at this point. Music started to fill my head and she spoke into my earpiece, "Good night, lover. You thought you were my sissy slut earlier but when you awaken it will be true. The hypnotic tape that plays in your ears will train you while I sleep. Be prepared to drink your nectar in the morning. I think by then the tube will be near full." She kissed me softly on the cheek and pumped the plugs in my holes twice for her amusement and once again for my further discomfort. The music was fine, soft and pretty but I didn't know where the hypnosis would come from. My eyes started to close as I am exhausted from my constant need for release in my balls. Then her sexy voice starts in. "Heather slut, you are my slut. You are getting very sleepy you are so soft and feeling so pretty. You can feel your soft underwear glide over your body as the wind rushes over you... When you awaken you will obey anything that I say to you. My voice is the only true collar that you need and whenever you hear the words Heather slut, you follow any instruction I have for you. You will follow this instruction always remembering you are truly a boy and this will further your need to overcome the humiliation you feel forcing you to perform as a girl slut performs. "You love to be feminine and feel feminine things. You will always follow my orders knowing that you would not normally act this way but you will not be able to stop yourself. You will perform any act I request as if it is second nature to you and if your next breath depends on it. You are truly great as a slut, and you will find each time you get my approval you long even more to become the woman of my dreams. I will mold you into every thought and action you carry out, I am your only mistress and to please me is please yourself. "You cannot resist me but if ever you do hesitate for longer than I feel is acceptable two words will help carry you into the act. The words are mistress puppet. Whenever you hear mistress puppet all that you think you are will become numb and if no task is as at hand then you will become limp and smile like the stupid bimbo slut you are. Forcing you to wait for your next order like the stupid mindless bimbo slut you wish to become for me. Heather slut will make you obey me and place you in my trance guiding you to whatever I desire of you. Guiding you to fulfill any slutty desire you have on your own or of my lead. Mistress puppet will take you even further beyond, leaving you no other choice but to abandon all resistance to my words. "The only act you will carry out after hearing the word mistress puppet is to breathe. Then your subconscious will carry you to fulfill any order I give to you. Awake will take you back to Heather slut. And abandon will bring you back to your full conscious state. No matter what level of trance you are in you always remember what you have done for me unless I tell you otherwise. Again this is important for you to understand. "Heatherslut will take you into a trance and you will do and act the slut I turn you into although you will still have the ability to think for yourself and wonder why you do things as you feel the humiliation of being a girl. Mistress puppet will bolt you further and you will lose all self thinking abilities and not hesitate to fulfill my orders turning you into the complete bimbo slut that I have made of you. Not able to even think to take a step unless asked by me. "If a task is before you, you will carry it out with no hesitation and then at the end of your performance find me and look into my eyes for my approval. You will never ever cum unless less I grant you that bliss. At no time will you be able to touch your own little dick or rub it against anything which will bring you satisfaction. You will never find yourself able to disobey me when you hear the word mistress puppet. "You will always try to improve your looks, your breast size, your waist, your legs, makeup and nails. Your nails and your lips will always be painted red like a whore. Your hair is important and you must keep it combed and pretty if there is nothing for you to do and then you will stand limp and comb your hair. You will act properly as a girl and the need to keep yourself neat for me will outweigh any other need you might think you have. "You are not to think about anything but pleasing me and pleasing me is being the bimbo Heather slut I turn you into. The slut that makes me happy will be made happy. Every time your nipples are touched your girl pussy will feel the tingle of needing attention. Every time your cheek is touched, your lips will automatically fall open needing to be filled. And every time you smell pussy your tongue will quiver in lustful abandon to quench its desire and make it orgasm." Now at this point I was resisting and starting to fall asleep and as the message goes on and on it finally starts over. I drifted off to sleep... It was a rather cruel awakening but not in the way you might think though. The sound was still playing in my ears and the scent of a strong obnoxious odor was being sent through my nose. Spinning me into the day. Things started becoming light. "Good morning Heather." Well I could not tell if I was dreaming but this feeling was made me feel very out of body. Everything seemed to move in slow motion, at least in my head. "And how is my bimbo sissy slut slave feeling this morning." I thought about talking but I was so confused. Was this some type of gas filling my body? My heart raced and I was still unable to move. But I did not want to move really, I was enjoying this mind trip far too much. I could feel my ass hole being expanded yet again, but I did not care, actually it felt good, hell everything felt very good. I wanted to laugh; I was hysterical and overwhelmed with feelings shooting all through my body. I felt like a newborn and nothing could take that away. "My! Your ass seems very willing today," the voice said. I could feel my arms being moved after they were untied. Oh how I wanted to play with my cock. I loved to play with it and at that moment it felt like a good time. But I couldn't move my arms. They were just released and they dropped to my thighs. What the hell was going on? My eyes were being introduced to light. Focusing was hard but as they clear I can see the soft kind face of my mistress and she appeared to be so delighted. "Heather, I have taken the time to make a few more changes to your body, hope you are pleased with them." I tried to nod but couldn't move. Two clips of some sort, held my eyes open, as if I would want to close them. Tears started to form. I wore some type of gas mask and the cup only covered my nose. The gag was still in place and I started to take inventory over my body to see if I can figure out just what she was talking about. "While you slept the night before last I had my girls come in and sit at your sides applying very lovely nails extensions. I would encourage you not to chip or break them. We were going to do this during your first sleep but you awoke much too early," she said. "We have also pierced your ears, three on one side, twice on the other. I must say they add nicely to your bimbo slut look. I have decided to save the best for last and I wanted you to enjoy it too dear." I saw some pliers being placed near to my chest. I didn't want to do anything to end this nice warm feeling so I just watched and enjoyed. A hoop was held up in front of me and I could feel pressure on my nipple. "Good job Heather, now for the other one." I smiled as if I was being praised for something I did. Again there was pressure and a new horny feeling sets into my being. Now I have felt lust before but this was far greater. The lust was intended for myself and I couldn't really understand the feelings I was having. My ass twitched involuntarily and everything was just lovely. "Heather, remember when I put you to sleep? Well now I have a wonderful treat for you." She held the tube up and fastened it to the syringe so as to inject it somewhere. As she pressed it I couldn't figure out where it was going but suddenly a salty delicious taste entered my mouth. Oh no, my God I was drinking my precum. Why, I don't understand, but I savored it on my tongue and she was smiling at me. I'm sure she liked the expression on my face. "You will want more of this, slut, get to know the taste because it is what you crave. Goodness Heather, are you ready to fill it up again already? Your cock is already seeping again." I didn't know what she was saying but I started to recollect the way she bound my delicious cock before I went to sleep. My delicious cock? I thought to myself. Where are those thoughts coming from? "Well Miss Heather I can tell you are anxious to start living and performing for me. You have been a real treat this morning not really trying to protest anything I have done." She removed the face mask and untied my head. It fell and I saw there was cleavage under my chin and it wasn't small. It was quite large in fact. I would guess it to be a double DD cleavage as I couldn't even see my genitals under them. My nipples were so fucking long. They almost looked cartoonish but all I want is to touch them. I want them gone and I want to pull on them. My confusion made me feel hornier. Two rings were hanging from my nipples. "Heather I took the time to let a good friend give you a set of woman's breasts, I must say I am almost jealous." I on the other hand felt gorgeous and I loved the way they felt. They looked right. "Heather would you stand up for me?" I stood and was amazed that all of my body hair appeared to be gone. "Oh, she also took away your body hair and injected some more collagen in your lips and cheeks. Your lips were becoming accustomed to the last injection so she thought you could take a little more. A nice set of full lips are important for a good whore she said." As the numbness wore off I could start to feel a little pain appear throughout my body. She asked me to raise my arms high in the air. I just looked at her in amazement and didn't understand how all this could have taken place so quickly. "Heather slut, I want you to stand and place your hands high over your head in the air." As if a tidal wave had just consumed me I did as I was instructed and she began to place a corset around me. "I know these are a little sore so the corset will help support them right now and help with your terrible posture. If you wish so much to be my little lady, Heather, then you will have to learn to move more gracefully." I just smiled. What the hell else was I supposed to do? I felt it being drawn tighter and tighter, then a knee in my back and tighter still. "There you go dear, now arms down." My breath is confined to small bursts. My arms, dropped slowly like I was savoring the attention. "Now sit." I sat and she had a girl roll a pair of stockings up my legs. Nice, oh how nice that felt. And my toes, they were pretty, painted red like... Oh God, my finger nails. I felt like I am a child in a candy store. I couldn't take my eyes from them as they looked so hot and feminine. The girl was very pretty too and she just looked at me while she dressed me. "Now for the shoes. Let's keep them short and comfy for now." She handed a pair of low black pumps to the girl who gracefully placed them on my feet. Her nails were red but not as pretty as mine. "Now stand for me Heather. You are a dish!" Next she made up my face and it appeared that she was just touching it up. I looked up as she lined my eyes and then started to apply lipstick. "Adrian did a wonderful job on your eyebrows." Then the scent from the lipstick tube reached me and my cock felt like it would explode, pulsing and jumping. "HEATHER, you need to calm down, remember what I said about coming. It appears you like the lipstick, am I right?" I nodded not understanding this new fetish. I then felt the earrings in my ear dangle on my neck as I nodded to her. "What a pretty bimbo slut. Heather this is not going be easy but I want you to see yourself now." She walked me over to a mirror and I was looking to see me but where was I? My mistress just stood and was looking through my reflection in the mirror right into my eyes. I was truly overwhelmed as I panned over my entire body. My legs smooth were smooth as silk, with a cute shape in my dressed state and the shoes are gorgeous. My balls hung low as my cock stood directly out in front of me dripping clear liquid from its tip. The head was swollen and red needing attention from the slut in the mirror. My breasts were lovely and appeared to be full of sexual desire. My face is that of a model. Aside from my huge pouty lips, I could have been any girl in any porn movie. My mistress lifted her hand to my cheek and rubbed it softly. My mouth dropped open and I could see a tiny slit or faint opening between my engorged lips. Oh I would have loved a blow-job from me right now. "Heather," she said, "you are now my slut and you are gorgeous, darling." I smiled and thought yes I was hot. My lips though were a little out of proportion from the rest of me. I just thought I was smiling but I could hardly make them move. She could see I was trying to figure it out and she told me not to worry. They were a little extreme but they would naturally reduce back to their normal pretty size in a matter of days. I would later learn of the need for them to be so full. For now I should just enjoy them. I started to think...relax and enjoy? She motioned for her girl to stand in front of me. The girl stood on her toes and started to kiss around my neck. "Enjoy Heather, be the slut for us." Oh my, this was heaven and my cock started to run drool down my leg. She was touching me so softly with her lips and I placed my hands on her hips. She held my face between her hands and started to kiss around my face, circling closer to my mouth. I was lost in passion and finally she zeroed in on my mouth. Now I'd always prided myself on being a very good kisser but I could hardly react with my new puffy lips. She took me like she was raping my mouth, with her tongue. Driving through them and back out, she must have thought I was a loony and I began to wonder if she knew that I was trying as hard as I could to react to her kisses. I wished I could return her passion but my lips could hardly move. I pulled her tight and I loved the feel of her body. The electricity moved through me from my nipples as they rubbed against her. Stop! I didn't want to stop. I wanted more I wanted to eat her and taste her delicious juices. I held her to me begging for more. "MISTRESS PUPPET, stop and be still!!" I became a rag. Limp yet still panting with this new found emergence of lust that was taking over my soul. I felt sad and wanted to go on but I couldn't move as they both walked around me and smiled. "Kneel!" I fell to the floor onto my knees and I waited for my next instruction. I didn't understand this and they laughed at me. "You are a good bimbo slut Heather, don't misunderstand our laughter. You are now mine and you will understand more as we move forward with your training. Lay on your back dear." As I laid down I was careful not mess up any of the work that had been done to me, I was what I would call very graceful. She stood over me with her feet by my side. "Awaken! Heather slut, this is my cunt and when you see it you will need it. As long as it is covered you will need me and my words. Do you understand, slut?" I nodded. "Do not move off the floor, no matter how hard you try, how badly you wish to lift your head you will not be able." I lay and she started to stroke her soft and wet pussy. She played with it running her finger around and inside. I was filled with lust again and my eyes begged for it. I needed it; I needed to taste it and I needed to please it. 'Please mistress.' I thought to myself. She smiled down at me from above. "You want some Heather? Don't you wish you could run your lips around my hole? Don't you wish you could run your tongue in my slit so you could feel the juices drip into your slut mouth?" She moved above my head and squatted over my face. "Awaken!" I rose my head up and drove my tongue into the hole above me. "Stop!" I continued to lick as I needed it badly. "Heather slut, stop and lay down your head!" I returned to the floor. "Do not lift your head again!" I didn't realize my tongue was so long but I still am not able touch it. It tasted so delicious. Her fingers were doing my work and I found it very frustrating along with my need for release. My cock needed some attention and I could only pretend that my tongue was buried in that hole while I stroked my dick and made it come. She leaned back and touched my nipples as she lowered herself to let my tongue brush one of her pussy lips. I could hardly get my tongue past my lips but the length of it amazed me along with the ball stud that now protrudes from it. Damn! I loved all these little surprises. She twisted and tugged on my nipples. Cum started to spurt involuntarily from my cock. Nobody had even brushed my cock or breathed on it. Oh, God what had I done? I knew I was going to be in trouble and my face showed not happiness but a meek look like, shit please don't hurt me. She quickly adjusted kneeling to my side as cum continues to spray from my dick and placed her hand on my cheek. My mouth fell open. "Just this once, Heather, and I mean ONLY this once I want you to relax and not worry. It has been much too long since you have had release and nobody not even my best subs could have refrained from coming. It is OK slut let it out." Then she grabbed my cock milking it, as she told me to awake. What the hell? This was wonderful but I felt so embarrassed with her girl looking on. Mistress continued stroking me with her hand milking me to hardness again. She held her hand over my lips after she scooped up my cum and let it drip between my lips. I couldn't control myself and my thoughts. I held my lips tightly shut and my sissy juice was dripping onto my lips. Pooling into a puddle at the top of their closed mountain of lip flesh. She asked me if I was ready to taste it and I was reluctant to answer her. I wanted to but this was not right and I was not that kind of person. I needed to, I could feel the need but I should not. Her other hand touched my cheek and my lips parted. (Shit was I really doing this?) They tried hard to open as she fed me more cum. She could see the passion returning back into my face and scooped it up ramming her finger inside my mouth. "Good girl, good slut. Heather wants this cummy cum in her, drink it up baby." I lapped it and although it did taste disgusting I wanted more of it. I needed it in order to be a good bimbo slut and the way she smiled was driving me further for more. I know I was pleasing her and I needed to please her more. I started to like the taste as she traced my lips with her slick finger. She motioned for her girl to sit on me. She straddled my chest and kissed me as the cum is shared between us. She too wanted it and our tongues collided as if we were fighting for it. We are both lost in our own sexual abandon as our tongues danced with each other while finding more of it to bring into our mouths. Mistress fed us till it was gone. "Awaken!" She was still kissing me and I realized what we shared on our lips. How humiliating it felt but the girl was so sexy I couldn't stop. I needed to come again. I do not like the lust filled slutty desires that fill my head or the inability to control them. But I loved the feel of her body on mine. The humiliation of my actions fed my desire. And my desire grew overtaking the life that I was leaving behind. "Sit still girl," my mistress said to the girl on top of me. "This is Adrian and she is to become your best friend. You will obey her second to me. Anything she asks of you will be carried out as if I said it. She will show you around my house and teach you my rules. She will help you become a proper bimbo slut and will protect you from anything which might harm you. You will grow close to her and learn everything from her when I am unable to be with you. Do you understand me Heather?" I nodded. Adrian is a sexy young woman who I found to be very attractive. Her kisses brought on an instant attraction and I felt safe knowing that she would be my sister. Adrian smiled down at me while she was touching her nipples. She pulled on them while she bit her lips. "Heather," she said, "I am so glad to meet you. I have been present during all of your training thus far and I have felt a real connection to you. I can see myself in you, honey." Her voice was soft and eloquent. "While you have learned what desire is here and what your mistress asks of you I have watched your eyes and I can see in you the desire and need to be a proper slut in this house. In a few minutes Mistress will let you come with me and I will show you the ropes." My mistress touched my cheek and my mouth opened. "Heather dear, you are so soft and so full of energy. All of this will work out if you just give it some time and know that you will not understand everything right away but soon it will all become clear to you." I found that her words calmed me and made me feel more at ease. As she talked to me she ran her finger in and out of my lips. I tried to suck on it. Why? I do not understand, it is just what I do. Mistress smiled, "Heather, I want you to speak to us now. I will give you permission to use your voice but let me warn you I may take that away at any time. So use it properly. Only speak when spoken too. DO you understand me?" I nodded. "You may speak for now, Heather. Now in the beginning when we started writing our little e-mails back and forth did you truly want to experience what a slut feels, learn how a slut acts and perform for me as a slut?" "Yes," I gurgled out after not speaking for so long. My voice was hardly recognizable but my nod with it answered my mistress. "Good girl. Did you ever imagine that you would be where you are now?" "No," squeaks past my bloated lips and the turn of my head finalized my answer for me. Still she toys with my lips as we talked and my cock began to stir. My nipples are hard and Adrian continued to fondle her own cleavage while she sat on my chest. "Have I hurt you in anyway Heather?" I just shook my head while I cleared my throat. "Do you trust me Heather?" "I guess...I guess I do! I, my voice...I am confused." "Would you like to continue our time together, Heather?" Yes, I nodded again further clearing my throat. "There is no turning back now. This is your last chance to exit and I will return back all that I have done to you. I will place you back as the ignorant boy which walked through that door. Are you sure? Heather slut, are you sure you wish to follow me further in your little training?" I melted into my trance and my lips tingled from her finger nail. My cock began to swell and Adrian just kept toying with herself in front of me. "I do!" "What do you wish to do for me, Heather?" "I will make you happppppy," I said but my voice is soft, sexy and so female like. "I want to learn all that makes you happy and pamper you and work for you and be the best slut you have ever had, Mistress. I will perform for you and make all your desires become reality wherever and whenever it concerns me." I smiled at the sound of my voice and she could tell that I was taken with it. "While you were under and after we gave you those large boobs to carry around we also gave you a little voice alteration. I hope you find it an added benefit. All my girls just love their new voice and way of speaking." "Yes, I do and thank you Mistress." Damn this was wonderful to have the capability of being a slut in every way; I never imagined that the opportunities would be so limitless. My voice was so soft and seductive I couldn't imagine even being able to raise it to a loud volume if I tried. "Mistress," I said, "all Heather wants to do is please you in the all ways you desire." "Good. Now Heather I want you to do something for me, I know you would not normally do this, it is essential to your training and I know you are going to hesitate but if you just allow yourself to follow through you will see how much happier you are with yourself. Are you ready Heather?" I answered, "yes, how could I resist anything you ask of me after making all this happen?" She looked to Adrian and Adrian pulled out a pair of scissors. This scared me a little and she brought them up to my face. Fear I am sure showed in my expression as she smiled and moved them to her panties. "You will learn to lick her ass, Heather, you will learn to service all of us in anyway possible which we desire. But for right now we just want to teach you how to suck cock. Adrian here will give you the cock which you need and I will show you what to do." A large gorgeous full real cock fell out from under her panties. My eyes opened and my mouth closed. No, I indicated shaking my head. "Now Heather, this is not a bad thing it is part of your womanhood. Adrian went through it when she came here and I promised her she one day would have a toy of her own. That toy will be you and you will give her pleasure." I was still turning my head. This is not what I had in mind. She fucking knew this. Adrian was trying to stuff her little dick in my lips while she held me down with her body on my chest. I managed to twist and started to get up. "Mistress puppet." I froze. I was unable to move and went as limp as a jelly fish. Adrian walked to a chair which was behind the restroom door. It was also made of wood but appeared to take the shape of a recliner. She pulled it out and I was asked to sit down in it. I walked over and lay back into it. My waist, ankles and chest were all belted to the chair. My arms were next and the pump was once again growing in my ass. Next two slender boards were locked into place on either side of my head so I couldn't turn it. My hair was pulled back through an opening and fastened securely in the back. A thick collar was wrapped around my neck and I was told this was a posture collar. "Awaken!" "What the hell is going on? Why are you doing this to me? "Because you are here to be a slut for me Heather and you will learn to perform. I have been giving you all the subliminal training cues you will need. They will turn on your desire for servicing anyone orally. Once you have tasted your first load of cum from a cock you will crave it from that point on. With every cock that unloads its sperm in your mouth also your hesitation to suck it will diminish. Thus turning your hesitation to desire. You are becoming my little precious girl, Heather, this is what you told me YOU wanted. Did you not tell me that?" "Yes, but I also..." She placed a hand over my mouth to silence me. "Heather doll, just be a dear and accept your desires." She raised her hand to my nose and made me breath through my mouth. She squeezed hard and I groaned which only allowed her access to insert a ring and she tied it behind my head. Now Adrian walked closer to me. Oh my I had been kissing this thing. I had lusted for her while holding her to me. I'm ridden with humiliation but as programmed my humiliation turns to lust and desire. She approached and started to kiss me around my face and chest. She sucked on my nipple and my ass clinched while the tingle of excitement ran though it. "Little Heather, would you please suck my cock?" Adrian asked. I couldn't speak or move my head. She then stroked it in front of my face wiping her precum around my lips which I can hardly manage to hold closed with the ring in my mouth. "Heather you slut, I want you to learn to suck it and learn to make it explode and learn to please me." "Heather slut," my mistress expelled from her lips and I felt the power she had acquired. I looked to her and she smiled at me softly. "Heather, I want you to suck on Adrian, I want you to please her and this will please me. Do you understand?" A tear dropped from my eye and traveled down my cheek. As my mistress touched it Adrian stuffed her cock into my open mouth. She started moving her cock slowly and it grew quickly while feeling my tight lips wrapped around it. The cock had swelled to fill my mouth and was running down the back of my throat. It could still hardly pass through my inflated lips. I felt so helpless and violated. My lips were so large that I'm not even sucking although I know it felt to her like I'm trying to hold it captive inside. My tongue was hidden low but the ball on it couldn't keep out of the way as her mushroom cock now rubbed itself in and out. She withdrew it all the way and rammed it back in after hearing the plop as it escaped from my lips. She turned to my mistress and thanked her saying, "It is perfect mistress. Her cunt mouth and lips are so soft and tight just like you said they would be. I am sure her ass is in need of the same attention after all the stretching we have induced." My nipples were pulled and as commanded my ass tingled again as the plug is pumped yet bigger. Adrian continued to rape my mouth. In and out she continued to slide the shaft then slowly popped the head out of my mouth only to return it. Her precum started to flow down my throat and my humiliation grew. My desire took over as I tasted her cock drool and I now started to accept the cock and in fact almost invite it to re-enter every time the plop is heard. The bitch pulled it out and ran it around my lips. "Heather this feels amazing I wish you could just relax and enjoy it. Make me feel good, Heather. Suck my cock for our Mistress." I started to smile and looked her in the eyes. "You are such a bimbo sissy slut, Heather, suck it for our Mistress." My eyes began to fall back in my head as pure passion took over. My mistress saw this and untied my hair. She removed the posture collar. "Heather I want you to suck it without restraint, I want you to be free to move and make love to her cock. You have already felt the warm felling of its shaft as it grew in your cunt mouth. You made it grow, Heather. The slut inside you made her cock harden and now you are nursing it to orgasm. Nurse on it, baby girl, and make it even bigger for both of us." She untied the rest of me while Adrian continued to violate my mouth. In and out she ran her cock. "Heather slut, I do not want it to escape your lips again until I order you to stop, do you understand?" I nodded. The ring was taken out and the cock entered quickly, Adrian stood still. "Now get on your knees, Heather." I turned to rise while thinking about just how to perform this without the cock falling free. With Adrian's help I somehow managed. Adrian stayed close as I moved. I found comfort in her efforts to help me out. Adrian stood motionless. My Mistress instructed me to move my head back and forth. "Learn the length of it and when to change direction. Heather you are about to enter a whole new world. Look into Adrian's eyes. You are becoming a bimbo cock sucking slut for us." "Yes, baby girl," she hissed. "Suck it baby and nurse on it." I was amazed at the horny slut I was becoming. "Don't worry, girlfriend, I will return the favor in time," Adrian said with a wink. "Stop, Heather, don't move." Adrian frowned as Mistress told her to remove her clit from my mouth. "Oh don't be a baby," she said, "I have an idea. Now Adrian lay down in the chair and place your legs on the floor." She placed the tube of red lipstick to my mouth. I inhaled the scent and my lust turned to wicked desire. She painted my lips and I fell to my knees grabbing up the dick which now sat in front of me without the use of my hands. I sucked it in greedily. I kissed it and licked it. Every time it accidentally fell from my cunt mouth I chased it until it again filled my hole. I started to make love to it and focus on it. I slid my hands up her legs to her nice sized chest. Lust consumed my mind and fired my desire as my tongue slithered to her piss slit licking up all that wonderful drool which flowed from its depths. I placed the head against my lips and slurped up the precum. I loved the throbbing response to my efforts and my Mistress pushed my head deep down its shaft. Slowly it entered my throat and returned back to my lips. Over and over again my head was shoved down its length and pops as it was pulled to the front of my lips by my Mistress. Then she started to gag me with the cock, I gasped for air as she controlled the movement of my head. I cooed for its re-entry. "Awaken. That's it, baby girl, beg for it let us know you need to nurse on it." Always the humiliation along with not understanding this new found desire stayed in the back of my mind. My desire had overtaken me and I needed it. I needed to feel it inside my mouth I needed to feel my tongue glide over it at my direction. I needed to obey and be the best Heather slut I could be. I needed to please my Mistress. My eyes were on my mistress who was now sitting across from us. She was happy and I could see her excitement in my slutty actions. Adrian was holding my head and guiding me to all the right places. Slowly I continued to suck as I saw my Mistress lower her hand to her skirt and raise it. Confused I crawled directly to her and started to lick the pussy which she exposed to me. "Heather, I know you want to suck that cock but I need some attention." I danced my tongue around her clit and teased her as I know how to do. I lapped up all the juices I could find and ran my tongue from her ass to her clit. "Well, Heather, you have passed all my little tests and I realize that you are now ready to move on." Adrian was whining and asked Mistress to please to let me return to her. "Adrian, you must never forget your place here." Adrian ran out of the room as Mistress stood while my tongue continued to try and find that damp place. "Mistress puppet". I fell limp and motionless except for my mind which was racing to get back to her pussy. "Heather, stay standing right here." She handed me a comb and exited the room. At least I was standing in front of a mirror and started to comb my hair. It was so long and soft and I loved the way my nails looked as I held the comb. I loved the way my entire body looked standing dressed in front of the mirror. My cock was red and hard, I needed to touch it but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I continue to comb and minutes turned to hours. I heard the word, "Awaken" and mistress is laughing as she left the room. Adrian walked in, stood behind me and wrapped her arms around me while pulling me into her body. She laid her head softly against my back and stated, "Heather you are so gorgeous. Mistress has given me some time to play with you before I take you to your room. Now where did we leave off?" I turned to her and we embraced. Our lips rubbed and our tongues danced. She ran her hands over my breasts and my nipples react with tingles to my tortured ass. She grabbed the hoops and leant back from me while she looked at me and asked me to return my cunt mouth to her sissy cock. I fell to my knees and sucked her in. "Heather, do not use your hands and please keep me inside your mouth." She started to back up to the chair where she was sitting earlier. I followed like a calf nursing its mother I craved her long cock. As she sat she placed her foot under my balls and I start to hump her leg as I continued my efforts on that large cock of hers. We both start to laugh and found ourselves relaxing as I brought her close to orgasm. I could feel her pulse in my mouth and she grabbed her own nipples as she exploded. I found myself swallowing her juice and not wanting to release her from my mouth. I liked her taste and continued to suck as wave after wave of hot slick cum entered my mouth. She was bucking wildly under my tongue and screamed out. "You are fucking incredible Heather slut." She sat up and held my face in her lap while I kept her in my mouth. Slurping and sucking I didn't want this to end. She was breathing deeply and asked if I needed to cum too. I nodded as I looked into her eyes. Her cock was growing soft on my tongue. It was getting so cute and small. I smiled inside and started to run the ball around its shaft and it began to swell instantly. She squeezed my head between her knees and pulled her cock from me as she lay back in the chair. "Heather are you sure you want to suck it again?" I replied, "Please Adrian I need to do it again now, I need to feel it in my mouth, my cunt mouth." "Good girl," she smiled. "Okay, Heather." Just as my lips neared she pulled it away again while she giggled. "Girlfriend you are awesome and hopefully mistress will allow me another cum but for now we are done." "What about me Adrian, you said you would return the favor, Please Adrian let me cum. I cannot do it on my own." For some reason I cannot bear to bring my hands to my cock no matter how hard I try. Anger starts to take over as the denial and frustration of my own condition sits in. "Silly girl, you will get your cum when Mistress says it is time. Trust me, I would if I could but I cannot. I was told to cum once then take you to your room." Then she kissed me again deeply. I melted in her embrace as I realized I was her girlfriend so this felt so crazy and nice. She stood and offered me her hand. As we walked she said that Mistress had instructed her to get me ready for dinner and we were to meet her in the dinning room at seven. This gave us 90 minutes to prepare so we had to get busy. The halls were long and I had no idea that the house was so big from the outside. We came to a door and she told me to enter first. There were pink ruffles everywhere and The lights were dim. It was all perfectly kept as if a fine hotel maid had turned the bed for me. There was a dresser and closet full of clothes. "Mistress has placed your wardrobe in here. But you will not sleep here. She has you sleeping in her room for now as she still has more training to do." I stood at the end of the bed and Adrian retrieved what my dinner attire would be for the evening. She had me sit at the table and touched up my makeup while instructing me. She told me before long I would have to do this on my own. "You are pretty, Heather." I paid attention like we were two teenagers learning to grow up. "Now, Mistress will have a couple of guests at dinner. Remember do not speak unless you are spoken to." She coated my face with glitter and placed long lashes on my eyes. My dress was brown and turquoise and she placed a pair of high heeled boots on me. Oh, then she took out the plug in my ass and I fought to keep from cumming. She led me to the restroom and placed a tube in my ass. She told me that I had to clean myself daily for our mistress. My stomach started to hurt and the water stopped. "Sit on the toilet quickly, Heather. Have you never had an enema before?" She asked. I just laughed and replied, "now I realize that I have not had much to eat after the time I have spent here. Adrian." Water flowed quickly out of my ass which I had little control over after the stretching that it had just endured. She told me to stay seated and two more times she filled me up. I was hungry. She wiped me clean and had me stand. "Bend over Heather." As my hands reached for my feet she inserted a tampon into my ass. It swelled up to close in any gap I may have had. "You are now a lady, Heather." We returned to the bedroom and she removed my corset. My breasts fell heavy and a pure feeling of being completely feminine raced through my body. She placed the dress over my head and adjusted my garter. "You won't need panties, sweetheart." The boots I found easy to walk on. She started to apply lipstick and I couldn't stand all this overwhelming girl stuff. I was so happy and when the scent hit me that I started to kiss her passionately. I blushed and couldn't look at her but I did manage to thank her for helping me. "Aw you are blushing, sweet Heather." She applied the red paint to my lips, grabbed my hand and led me down the hall. We stopped at a door and she took me in to tell me that this was her room. She went to a drawer and pulled out some jewelry. "I want to share this with you tonight so your beauty touches everyone in the dining room." While I blushed she wrapped the necklace around my neck and attached two small chains to the rings on my nipples. Next she replaced two of my earrings to match the necklaces and wrapped a bracelet around my wrist. She checked my face again, added some more rouge while wiping down my finely arched brows. She grabbed my hand and pulled me quickly behind her. I was in such a state of confusion and bliss I had not thought about eating. The smell of the food as we approached the dining room brought hunger pangs to my stomach. I was so hungry. "Now remember, Heather, to be on your best behavior. Do not disappoint our Mistress in front of her guests. Use your manners and whatever you do, do not speak unless spoken to. Even then be sure to think before you speak. Every word and how you intend it is being watched closely." I just giggled like a school girl thinking only of my food. How hard can that be? I was amazed as we rounded the corner and it looked like it was Thanksgiving. The maids all look so pretty as three people sat at the table. I recognized one of the maids as one of the girls who kissed the other night. Everyone stood as we approached the table except for our Mistress. "Ah, Heather you look delicious. It appears Adrian has done a fine job dressing you for our little dinner. Let me introduce you to our guests. This is Mistress Nicole and her slave Bob." He walked up to me and grabbed my hand. I started to give a handshake but he pulled my hand to his lips and kissed it once softly. "A pleasure to meet you," he exclaimed. Then Nicole held out her hand and I took it to my lips and applied the proper pressure while I curtsied. "Heather is the bimbo slut I was just telling you both about" said my Mistress. A maid walked in and filled our glasses with water as we all sat down. The dark brown table was in the shape of a rectangle but not too long. We were able to sit closely together and I found this refreshing as I was a little nervous. I reached for my water and took a sip. It was more like a gulp but I was in need of refreshment. They all just stared and my cheeks turned red. Smiling Nicole said, "looks as if you have been depriving this child of her proper nourishment. You should be ashamed, Isis dear." She then started to giggle. "Oh Lady Nicole," she replied, "you understand what hard work it is to turn these boys into something good." They both tipped what appeared to be wine glasses. Next a maid walked in with shrimp and dip bowls for each of us. Well I thought for each of us. Six crackers were laid out in front of me. I was a little disappointed but quickly snatched one up as Adrian softly laid her hand on mine to slow me down a little. Normally I would have taken the entire thing into my mouth but this time I nibbled on it as if it were my entire meal. My lips were not helping the situation either. I was listening to the small talk, but it was nothing really that meaningful as Adrian laid her hand on my lap. I looked down and she was sneaking me a shrimp. I stuffed it into my mouth while nobody was watching. My water was refilled and I drank with the rest of them. Next a maid entered and a plate with roast chicken and sirloin steak was placed in front of each of us. Oh but a small salad with only carrots and dressing was placed in front of me. I looked to my Mistress and she smiled while tilting her head to my plate. I understood and started to eat the carrots. The others were sure enjoying their feast. What would I have to do to eat like that, I thought to myself. I'd only taken a few small bites of salad when the maid, walked up and placed a bowl of soup in front of me. She started to take my salad but my hand quickly stopped her. She turned and walked off. The spoon was large and wouldn't go past my lips so I slowly nursed it down. There was more small talk which meant nothing to me and they finished but I had a hard time with my meal and these way too puffy lips. They then started on dessert and you guessed there was none for me. I kept eating my soup and tried to be happy with what I had. Coffee, ooh what would I do for some caffeine. There was none for me and my anger started to get the better of me. I reached for my glass and it spilled across the table. Adrian sighed out loud and my Mistress looked at me with an evil grin. I just sat there not knowing what movement to make. "Well, slut, are you going to just sit there or are you going to clean up that mess?" I started to stand but a maid reached over me with a towel and her hand brushed my cheek. My mouth hung open, and my mistress started to laugh. "Oh dear, are you really ready for your desert?" I nodded and she clapped and four maids walked in and removed everything from the table. One returned and even took away the center piece. "Nicole, I have a lot to show you. This slut is outrageously eager in her willingness to learn proper servitude. Her adaptation to her new life is progressing wonderfully." I looked down and blushed. "Heather, would you stand up for us." Nicole turned to her slave and pointed to a chair in the corner which he hurriedly moved toward. I was still just concerned as to where the food went. I pushed myself from the table and stood impatiently for them to gawk. "Heather, turn around dear." I turned and while my back was toward them, my mistress snapped her finger and Adrian removed my dress. "You are very attractive Heather," Nicole said as I started to feel very cold. "My slave already has a hard on. Even I don't do that for him." Now I was wishing Adrian would just take me by the hand and walk me back to my room. "Turn back towards us, Heather." I slowly turned around and Mistress said, " Heather, is that any way to present yourself to us? Can your little cock not even get hard for us?" I was frozen with embarrassment. "Heather, hold that thing out for us." I was still frozen, I blushed and I just wanted to run and hide. "Heather slut, hold your cock out for us now." I didn't understand what possessed me but I was now holding out my soft cock for all of them to see. I could even see the maids secretly watching me from the kitchen. How humiliating. "Stroke it, Heather, and make it hard for us. Let's see just how big you can get it." Embarrassed I started to move my hand. Adrian was seated right before me, smiling. Everyone just stared like they were waiting for me to say something. My cock started to grow as the maids in the kitchen started to play with themselves through their clothes for my benefit. I was getting horny and I was feeling more lustful desire with each stroke of my hand. I'd been waiting a long time to masturbate and I started to lose any inhibition. I lost sight that even one other person was in the room. I started to think about the restroom, the two girls and licking my Mistress. I began to pant and my cock was straining under my hand. Bob was sitting there smirking at me as I glided it back and forth. I was almost ready to come. My Mistress had other plans and asked me to stop. My hands returned to my sides. "May I speak, Mistress?" She rose from her chair and walked over toward me. I was frightened by her presence although my cock continued to jump up and down. "I only wish to cum." A slap appeared from nowhere. "No you may not, Heather slut. You may not speak, you may not come, but you may lick my boots clean."