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Whores and Pimps - Part III
By
Michele Nylons
To be continued.................
Michele pulled at her bonds, struggling and wriggling on the bed trying
to break free for a few minutes until she realised that she was securely
tied and had no way of escaping. Ellie sauntered over to the bed and
looked down at Michele,
"Well honey, looks like we have you just where we want you; I think we
are going to start to really have some fun now," she sneered.
Michele opened her mouth to scream and Ellie slapped her face hard.
Michele's face was jerked to one side with the force of the blow and her
eyes watered with the pain.
"Look bitch, you can try to scream all you like, but if you do I'm going
to invite my friends here to smack you around a bit as a prelude to
whatever else they're going to do to you. And once they've done that we
can gag you if you still insist on making a fracas, although I'm sure
they have better ways of stuffing your mouth, so shut the fuck up or wear
the consequences," Ellie threatened.
Realising that resistance was useless, Michele lay still and contemplated
the circumstances in which she now found herself. She had already seen
Ellie and the fat cop who she had encountered earlier in the evening; she
wondered who else comprised "we" Ellie had spoken of; she looked around
to see who else was in the room. There were three other men sitting at a
table drinking. Their chairs were turned towards the bed and they had
obviously been entertained by the performance provided by Ellie fellating
the cop while they waited for Michele to come around.
They were rough looking types, dressed in jeans and T-shirts; solidly
built and appeared to be in their middle forties. The men were talking
amongst themselves in gruff voices; their language vile and littered with
swearwords. Their eyes glistened as they looked hungrily at Michele tied
to the bed.
"I won't worry too much about formal introductions Michele if you don't
mind. You met my friend here from the local constabulary on your way to
the party earlier in the evening, and I suppose it's fair to say you've
known him only briefly but certainly intimately," Ellie smiled cruelly.
"These other three gentlemen are also aficionados of special ladies like
ourselves; that is to say they have a penchant for attractive
transvestites; and they particularly like a little bit of, shall we say,
extremism when it comes to sexual encounters."
"They are very close friends of mine, and over the years I've been able
to sacrifice quiet a few 'virgins' to the altar of their desires; if I
might wax poetic," Ellie went on.
"Most of the girls I have lured into their clutches have left having
eventually enjoyed the encounters; a few have not; but none have ever
been a position to complain. So I suggest you just relax and enjoy what I
am about to allow you to experience; if nothing else you will at least
leave this room enlightened as to what two transvestites and four hungry
mature men can accomplish in the way of sating their appetites." Ellie
finished.
Ellie turned to the three men who had been eagerly watching and listening
to her explain the situation to Michele, like a pride of lions watching
their wounded prey. Their eyes glittered in the darkened room as they
feasted with wanton lust on the bound transvestite. Michele's miniskirt
had ridden up when she had struggled at her bonds and her luscious nylon
sheathed legs were exposed right up to the tops of her thighs and her red
satin panties peeked from under the hem of her skirt.
"Gentlemen, meet Michele. Michele, meet the gentlemen," Ellie introduced
them sarcastically.
"As for you, my law enforcing accomplice; you can sit over there on the
lounge and I will keep you suitably amused whilst Michele and our three
comrades entertain us." Ellie sauntered over to an overstuffed lounge
which had been positioned beside the bed.
The three men rose as one and sauntered over to the bed and they looked
down and surveyed Michele tied to the bed. They stared at the middle aged
whore; her black leather miniskirt rucked up around her waist from her
struggles, her red lace garters clipped to her black stocking tops; legs
spread wide and her ankles tied to the bed just above her black high-
heeled sandals; her red painted toenails visible through the diaphanous
nylon. Michele's leopard-skin print nylon blouse was opened at the top
displaying her red satin brassiere.
Michele's face was framed by her brunette wig the lighter tints
highlighted in the lamplight, her heavily mascaraed eyes peeked from
under her fringe, emphasised by her blue and pink eyeshadow. Her rouged
cheeks and ruby red lipsticked lips were accentuated by her pale
foundation and face powder. Michele's earrings and necklace glittered in
the dim light.
One of the men noticed her anklet glittering and reached out and caressed
her ankle and then slowly ran his hand up her leg to her stocking top,
stopping briefly to play with her garter strap and then continued up her
thigh until his hand rested on the front of her panties.
"She's wearing pantyhose under her panties and stockings guys; looks like
this whore will need to buy a new pair tomorrow," he chuckled to the
others.
Michele wriggled as she felt the man's hands on her leg and panties.
"Hold still now honey; Michele is it? My friend is going to untie your
legs and if you give us any trouble; well Ellie has already explained
what we will do," he threatened.
Michele felt the bonds on her ankles loosen and then her ankles were
free; she tried to close her legs but the man who had untied her legs now
held them wide apart and pushed her ankles down on the bed.
"Keep her like that Joe; if she moves or makes a sound belt her one,"
said the man who had his hand on her thigh to the man holding her legs
down.
Then he and the other man started to undress; they dropped their clothes
where they stood and kicked them away into the centre of the room. One of
the naked men then relieved Joe of his task and Joe shucked out of his
clothes so that all three of them were now naked. Michele strained her
neck up off the bed and saw the three men standing around the bed with
their erections standing proud under their round bellies. She started to
cry and the man named Joe slapped her once across the face.
"Keep quiet bitch; last warning! Next time you will get a proper
belting," he growled.
"Fuck she looks good," said the man who had stroked her legs, "can I fuck
her first?"
"I think that's only fair Steve," Joe replied, "I fucked the last trannie
that Ellie got for us first. You ok with that Bill?"
"Sure," Bill answered, "I'd prefer a blow job before I fuck her anyway."
Michele's head was spinning; she knew that resistance was futile, maybe
she could reason with them?
"Look, Bill, Joe, Steve; what about if you untie my wrists and just let
me go? I won't tell anyone about this honest. You've had your fun now so
the joke's over; come on guys let me go," Michele Begged.
All three of the men standing over Michele, the fat cop, and Ellie
laughed in unison.
"You silly cunt; we ain't joking; and we ain't letting you go; and I'll
let you into a little secret Michele; you won't be telling anyone about
what happens here tonight."
"Are you really going to admit to being a transvestite? And anyway who
you going to tell; the police? Our friend Bob over there is the police
you dumb cunt!"
"And I gotta let you into a little secret; our real names aren't Bill,
Joe, Steve and Bob. Sure you know Ellie is Eddie but Ellie saved you when
you got drunk and passed out at the party. She was your saviour and
friend tonight in front of all those witnesses; do you really think
anyone is going to believe that she took you up to her hotel room and
gave you to four men to have their way with? It's just ludicrous!" Joe
lectured Michele.
"Now shut the fuck up and you take what we give you and you won't get
hurt; like Ellie said you might even enjoy it," he finished.
"I know how to shut her up," Bill said and bent down and began to kiss
Michele on her painted red lips.
Michele felt Bill's tongue invade her mouth and attempted to move her
head out of the way but it was useless, he continued to kiss her, the
taste of whisky and cigarettes on his breath. She felt one of the men;
Joe she figured as Steve had hold of her legs, untie her wrist and grip
it firmly. He moved her hand down and then she felt her hand come into
contact with his erect member and she tried to flinch it away.
"Don't you fucking well make me hurt you bitch; you take what I give you
and don't even think of hurting me down there," Joe growled.
Michele wrapped her fingers lightly around the rubbery fat cock and
placidly held it there. Joe held her wrist and began to slide his cock in
and out of her loosely clenched fingers. He looked down at his thickening
member wrapped in Michele's hand, her red painted fingernails
accentuating her delicate fingers, and groaned. He swayed back and forth
on his heels and fucked her hand.
"Oh yeah; wank that cock baby! Wank that cock!" he moaned.
Michele felt her other wrist being untied and when her right arm was
freed it was placed over Bill's shoulder and she left it there, limp, so
that she held him in a faux embrace. Bill sat on the bed as he continued
to kiss Michele and he felt her start to respond. Gently at first, she
tentatively slipped her tongue into his mouth and then when he pressed
his lips harder against her lipstick painted mouth, she kissed him back
passionately.
Michele was becoming aroused despite the fact that she was being forced
to participate in their debased game. Bill's kisses were deep and
exciting; she responded despite her feeling of abhorrence and used her
free arm to embrace him. Instinctively her right hand clasped onto Joe's
cock and started to slowly masturbate him. She felt her fingers slide
along the sleek hard shaft and then over the spongy bulbous head; she
manipulated the sensitive area at the bottom of glans and heard him sigh.
Bill lifted his face from hers and Michele reluctantly allowed him to
escape her embrace. He bent down and kissed her lightly on her lips and
then both eyelids.
"God you are one pretty whore," he whispered into her ear.
Michele became more excited and felt her own cock hardening inside her
satin panties. Bill shifted position so that he was kneeling on the bed,
his groin next to Michele's head. She offered scant resistance when he
turned her head towards his erect member and rubbed it on her lips.
Michele opened her lips and skimmed her tongue across the head of Bill's
penis. Bill pushed forward and his glans slid over her lips and into her
warm wet mouth; he rocked back and forward and pushed his cock in and out
of her mouth; fucking Michele's oral cavity as her lipsticked lips
clamped on his shaft and her tongue lashed at his cock-head.
Michele couldn't help herself; she was enjoying playing the role of a
whore; sucking Bill's cock whilst she stroked Joe's cock with long slow
strokes. She enjoyed the feeling and taste of the hard member in her
mouth, unlike the fat stubby cock of the cop, this cock was long, sleek
and the secretions that leaked from the eye of the penis were sweet. The
cock in her hand was also long, but thick and veiny; she loved the silky
feel of the skin of the shaft contrasting with the spongy feel of the
head.
Then she felt Steve's hand under her skirt start to stroke her own cock
through the layers of her satin panties and pantyhose. As the satin of
her panties rubbed against her nylon encased cock it sent small shocks of
pleasure shooting through her. Then she felt Steve move onto the bed
between her legs as he continued to stimulate her through her underwear.
She was startled when she felt Steve's other hand push aside the crotch
of her panties and a finger probe at her anus through the nylon gusset of
her pantyhose. She wriggled a little but she found the finger
stimulating.
Michele could not believe that she was becoming an active participant in
her own rape; she was enjoying it, she couldn't stop the raging desire
that coursed through her. She sucked on Bill's cock and used her free
hand to stroke the shaft as she slobbered over the head of his cock,
alternately kissing, licking and sucking at the fat cock-head. Her other
hand slid up and down Joe's member, varying between squeezing it and then
running her red painted fingernails gently up and down the shaft and
under his balls.
Steve was mesmerised by Michele's nylon sheathed legs; he manipulated and
caressed Michele's hardening cock through her knickers and with his other
hand he stroked her stockinged calves and thighs. Steve straddled
Michele's right leg and began to hump her thigh. Then he lifted her leg
and worked his cock into the silky furrow behind her knee; he groaned
revelling in the soft sensations in his cock as he slowly worked his
penis in the gossamer nyloned crevasse behind her knee and thigh.
Steve slid his cock further up Michele's thigh until he could force it
under her stocking top so that it was trapped in the silken diaphanous
tunnel between her stocking and her pantyhose encased thigh. He fucked
the gauzy chasm leaving a silver trail of pre-seminal fluid soaking into
her nylons as his cock throbbed and released sticky beads of pre-come.
Michele could feel Steve's hard penis sliding up and down her leg and was
surprised to find that the sensation was highly arousing. When he slid
his cock into the silken trap behind her bent knee she clenched her knee
so that his penis was clamped between the sensitive nylon sheathed skin
of her calf and thigh; she moved her leg from side to side and felt
Steve's hot cock secrete warm moist droplets of sticky pre-come which was
absorbed into her stockings and pantyhose.
When Steve moved his cock up her leg and started to fuck her thigh with
his cock between her stocking and pantyhose she pushed her leg up into
his groin so that her pantyhosed thigh rubbed against his scrotum,
sending delightful stabs of pleasure through his balls.
Michele wanked at Joe's cock; squeezing the shaft as she worked her
fingers up and down his manhood; when she came to the end of his shaft
she worked her fingers in circular motion around the glans and then
grasped at the shaft and slid her hand back down the length of the
engorged member. She sucked and slavered at Bill's cock, occasionally
allowing his member to come right out of her mouth and then she licked
the entire length of his phallus and gently nibbled at the head whilst
flicking her tongue under the sensitive skin where the glans joined the
shaft.
Joe was rocking back and forth on his heels, fucking Michele's hand as
she wanked him. He looked into her pretty made up face and her rouged
cheeks and mascaraed eyes, fringed by her silky hair aroused him; but
what stimulated him the most was the way she worked her ruby red
lipsticked lips up, down and over Bill's cock. For a girl who was
terrified of what was about to happen to her twenty minutes ago, she had
certainly changed her tune; she really was a whore.
Joe cast his eyes down Michele's body, he reached out and caressed her
belly through her nylon blouse and scanned down to her groin where her
miniskirt had been pulled up and was rucked up around her waist exposing
her garter belt and red satin panties. Steve was slowly massaging
Michele's cock through her panties and his other hand was pressing down
on her magnificent black stocked leg; his cock jammed between her
stocking top and her pantyhosed thigh as he rocked back and forth and
fucked the gossamer tunnel.
Steve was in ecstasy, but he forced himself to remove his cock from the
silken trap of Michele's thigh and moved back down the bed so that he was
between her spread legs. He moved up between them and pushed his cock
down onto her panties to replace his hand which had been stroking
Michele's cock through her satin knickers. He pressed down and began to
slide back and forth, fucking Michele's silken encased cock with his own.
The feeling was electrifying as his shaft felt hers start to throb
through her tight pantyhose gusset and the satin panel in front of her
panties.
Michele felt Steve's manhood rub against her own as he dry fucked her
through her knickers and hose; the taut nylon on her cock sending
sensations all through her member. She bucked and lifted her crotch to
meet Steve's thrusts and gyrated her hips to enhance the sensations
shooting through her groin. Then she was a little disappointed when she
felt Steve move on top of her and his cock slid down her shiny satin
panties and eased under the gusset; she felt the head of his cock nestle
in the crack of her arse and begin to push against her arse bud, forcing
the nylon of her pantyhose into the puckered hole.
Steve was gasping with pleasure as his cock rubbed against Michele's
nylon sheathed, engorged member. He could easily come this way and enjoy
every second; but he wanted to fuck the lovely transvestite who lay
beneath him sucking the cock of his friend and masturbating the other. He
pulled back and shuddered as the glans of his penis rubbed feather
lightly along Michele's panties; he pushed forward as the knob of his
cock nestled against the elasticised crotch of her panties and then
forced his hard cock under her panty crotch and against her pantyhosed
arse. He manipulated his crotch and wriggled his cock in the silken
pantyhosed valley of Michele's arse crack until he felt the head of his
penis nestle in the bud of her back passage.
Steve pushed forward and felt the nylon pantyhose gusset begin to give;
he pushed harder and his cock broke through the gossamer prison and
wedged into Michele's anal bud. His cock was wet and lubricated from his
pre-seminal secretions and he continued to push forward and felt his cock
stretch Michele's sphincter and finally the head of his penis penetrated
Michele's virgin passage.
Michele felt Steve's cock begin to slide inside her; at first it was
uncomfortable but she forced herself to relax and then the sensation of
being slowly filled with hard cock began to excite her. To Michele's own
amazement she actually started to push her groin against Steve to force
his cock further and deeper inside her. She felt her passage open as his
manhood filled her and then she felt Steve's groin hard against hers; he
was all the way in. Michele heard Steve groan and she lifted her
stockinged legs up and wrapped her high heels around his waist and began
to buck underneath him. Steve held on and Michele began to fuck him,
raising her buttocks off the bed in time with his thrusts in a slow
steady rhythm.
Michele had now actually become the whore that she had only pretended to
be at the start of the evening. She was not only dressed as a whore; she
was behaving like a whore. She had already sucked her first cock before
she got to the party, she had had lesbian sex with Jill on the balcony;
now she was having forced sex with three middle aged men; and she was
loving it! 'Yes', Michele thought to herself, 'I am a whore and I adore
being a whore; what have I missed out on all these years?'
The three men and Michele began to concentrate on inducing their orgasms.
Steve was now slamming his cock in and out of Michele's back passage and
she was bucking under him; raising her buttocks off the bed to meet his
thrusts. She could feel his pulsating cock stretching her back passage
and pushing against her prostate, sending waves of sexual sensations
through her body; she wiggled her arse and clenched and unclenched her
sphincter to increase Steve's pleasure and enhance her own gratification.
Bill's cock was pulsing in her mouth and she felt his orgasm approach as
he pushed his cock in and out of her lipsticked mouth, holding her head
as he fucked her face. He groaned as Michele slavered at his erect
manhood, running her tongue over the head and shaft as she felt the
vibrating piece of flesh begin to convulse.
Joe was rocking on his heels fucking her hand in time to Michele's hard
strokes as she masturbated him. He looked at her ruby red fingernails and
the glittering jewellery on her fingers and wrists and felt his own
climax build. Michele could feel Joe's cock start to shudder in her
fingers and she gripped it hard and wanked at the erect piece of manhood;
increasing the pace as she felt the cock quiver and shake in her hand.
Steve's cock erupted deep inside her and Michele felt the splash of his
seed flood her passage; Steve's cock was buried deep inside her, in her
right up to the hilt, and she pushed up to meet Steve's groin and felt
his erection quiver against her prostate gland as she filled her panties
with her own hot wet emission.
Bob's cock exploded in her mouth at the same time and her mouth was
inundated with salty hot come; she gulped it down as fast as she could
but still some of the viscous white fluid escaped her mouth and ran down
her chin. Joe saw this and groaned as own penis spewed forth jet after
jet of hot semen all over Michele's hand, and arm. Jets of his spend shot
through the air and splashed on her blouse; the gobs of white ejaculate
contrasting against the leopard-skin nylon.
Michele was writhing in ecstasy as the three cocks filled her and covered
her with hot come. Her arse was convulsing as Steve plunged his last few
thrusts deep inside her, draining the last of his issue. Her mouth was
filled with Bob's semen and he pulled his cock out of her mouth and let
the last few jets of his release splash over her pretty, heavily made up
face; a string of semen flew out of his cock and glistened in her hair.
Joe's penis had shot stream after stream of semen over Michele and the
globs of glistening semen on her blouse was joined by a thick viscous
stream of come which had splashed over her rucked up skirt.
Michele lay there quivering in orgasmic bliss as her own climax subsided;
her hot fluid filled her panties as she tasted Bob's come in her mouth
and felt his hot seed on her face. She was covered in semen inside and
out; she felt sated; satisfied like she had never been before. Michele
had become a Transvestite whore and she loved it!
...To be continued.
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