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Greg's Girl
By Teri Franken
Chapter 1
"I know you are in there Terry, now open the door," yelled my roommate
Greg. He had come home early from work and I had barely made it into the
bathroom before he saw how I was dressed. "Terry or should I say T-e-r-i,
I know all about your hobby and have a good idea why you are hiding in
there. Now come out here and face the music or I will have to let
everyone on campus know what a little fag you really are. Did you think I
was not aware of the fact that you have a closet full of women's clothing
and that you like to take it in the ass? Now come out here before I go
and get that photo album from your room, you know the one where you have
all the photos of you dressed like a bitch and getting fucked and giving
blow jobs."
I was truly screwed, I did not think that I needed to keep my room
locked, but Greg had invaded my privacy and knew all about me. I was out
of options, if I opened the door, he would see me in lingerie and makeup,
there was no way I could hide the things I was wearing. Even if I took
them off and wrapped a towel around my waist, he would find the evidence
and use it against me, and ruin my reputation. Maybe I could reason with
him, work out some kind of a deal? I reached for the knob, turned the
lock and slowly opened the door.
"Well, don't you look awfully pretty in your panties, bra, stockings and
makeup? You really are a little faggot bitch aren't you?" he said as he
looked me up and down.
"Greg, I can explain..." I started but he put his hand up to stop me in
mid sentence.
"There is nothing for you to say, I know all about you and the rules
around here have changed starting right fucking now," he said with a
smile. "I will keep your secret because I don't want anyone to know that
I live with a fag, it would be bad for my reputation. Starting right now
you are responsible for keeping this place clean at all times, cooking
the meals, doing my homework, doing my laundry and taking care of me
since I am between girlfriends. You will address me as "Sir" when you
talk to me and you are responsible for making sure I am sexually
satisfied at all times. You will never talk back to me or question
anything I tell you to do, do you understand my conditions?" he said with
a sneer.
I looked at him and knew he meant every word that he said. It was true; I
was secretly a gay cross dresser and did have a photo album that
documented some of my private adventures. I secretly fantasized about
being dominated by an aggressive man and it seemed to be coming true. I
could feel my cock beginning to stir in my panties and tried to will it
back down, but it was no use. "Yes Sir," I responded and lowered my head
in shame.
"This is turning you on, you actually like this! You make me sick. Get
your ass into your room and put on some clothes, then come out, get me a
beer and then make me dinner. I expect you to be as girly as possible
from now on when you are here and you had better not let me catch you
pleasuring yourself either. Now get moving before I change my mind and
decide to beat the shit out of you."
I turned on my heels and quickly moved into my room, opened my closet and
took out the maid outfit and grabbed my black wig from the top shelf. I
quickly put on the uniform, fixed the wig on my head and put on the black
pumps that match the outfit. I added the petticoat and apron, checked my
makeup in the mirror, and then headed out to get Greg his beer and fix
his dinner.
He was sitting down on the coach watching TV as I walked past him towards
the kitchen. "Well don't you look precious," he said with a laugh.
I could feel myself turning red but continued into the kitchen, opened
the fridge and got him his beer. I brought it to him and asked, "Sir,
what would you like for dinner tonight? I could make you a pizza or heat
up the left over Chinese food from yesterday. Which would you prefer?"
He told me that he wanted pizza and that after I put it in the oven, he
wanted to report back to him for further instructions. I gave a little
curtsy and turned to head to the kitchen. I heard him, "My god, you are
such a fag," as I walked away with my skirt swirling over the petticoat.
I turned on the oven and let it warm up, put the pizza in and set the
timer for 18 minutes, then headed back for further instructions.
When I reported back to him, he was still on the coach, but he had
removed his pants and underwear. He looked at me and said I should
"assume the position" as he spread his legs.
"Yes Sir," I said as I dropped to my knees in front of him. I knew what
he wanted and I knew what I had to do, so I leaned forward and took his
cock into my mouth.
"That's it you little sissy, get to know my cock because you will be
having it in your mouth and ass a lot from now on," he said as I licked
and sucked him to orgasm. When he shot his load, he pushed me away and
said he was hungry, so I jumped up and went to the kitchen. My own cock
was throbbing and needed attention, but I was afraid that he would hurt
me if I even thought about touching it. I took the pizza out of the oven,
cut it and brought some to Greg along with another beer. Greg took the
food and looked at me with an evil grin, told me to turn around and to
pull my panties down in the back. I turned around and was trying to
figure out what he wanted, but soon felt him inserting the empty beer
bottle into my ass. He put the neck of the bottle into my ass and then
laughed and told me that was how I was to bring it to the recycle bin and
I had better not drop it or he would shove something less pleasant up
there! I took small steps and concentrated on making sure the bottle did
not slip out on my way back to the kitchen.
Greg yelled out to me that he wanted me to get changed into some sexy
lingerie and to make sure I looked as girly as possible. I yelled out
"yes sir" as I removed the bottle from my ass, put it in the recycle bin
and headed to my room to decide on my new outfit. Once I was in my room,
I quickly removed my maid outfit and hung it back in the closet, and
removed the rest of the lingerie I was wearing. I sat down, reapplied my
makeup and fixed my wig. Then I went and opened my lingerie drawer and
took out the sexiest corset that I had. It was a black satin corset with
garters and it was strapless. I put on the corset and inserted the gel
breast forms to give myself a modest bust line. I always loved the
feeling of this corset and it really gave my figure some feminine
definition. I attached some black seamed stockings to the garter tabs and
pulled on a tight fitting pair of black g string panties, the panties
were tight enough to keep my cock in place with a nice flat pubic mound,
almost a camel toe! I went back to the closet and took out my favorite
pair of "fuck me" pumps; they had 4 inch heels and were black patent
leather in color. I looked in the mirror and liked what I saw, took a
deep breath and headed back out to the living room to see if this met
with Greg's desires.
Chapter 2
The lights in the living room were turned down; I could see that Greg was
still on the couch watching TV, but he looked over as I came out of the
room.
"Come over here sissy, I want to see how you are dressed," he said as he
turned on the lights. When the light came on I was shocked to see that
Greg was not alone! "I think you know my buddy Roy, he was sitting home
feeling lonely and horny and I told him I knew a way for him to get some
ass. You don't mind do you?" he asked with a laugh.
I moved over towards him and answered, "No sir, I don't mind."
Greg still had his pants off and he motioned for me to come over so he
could get a better look at my outfit.
"Holy shit Greg, you have your own little fag bitch to take care of you!
What does she do for you?" asked Roy.
Greg told him that he had already received a nice blow job, that I had
made a nice dinner for him and I was very good at carrying bottles! As I
approached him, he told me to turn around, pull my panties down and to
sit on his lap. I backed up to him and sat down on his cock, which I
guided into my ass. I was now getting fucked in the ass while being made
to stare at Roy who was sitting across from the couch in an easy chair.
"Fuck yourself bitch" Greg said and I began to move myself up and down on
his cock. Roy watched intently and I noticed that he was rubbing at his
crotch while I was working on getting Greg off.
"Roy, maybe you want to feed my sissy? I know she likes protein and would
be happy to suck your cock. Feel free to use her, she loves cock."
Roy did not hesitate; he quickly jumped up, came towards me, dropped his
pants and pulled out his cock. I leaned forward and took his cock into my
mouth while still managing to keep Greg's cock in my ass. I had
fantasized about being with two men at once, this was not quite what I
had imagined, but with a cock in my mouth and another in my ass, I was
giving pleasure to two dominant men at once. Greg reached up and grabbed
my hips, stopping me from moving up and down.
"You concentrate on getting Roy off and then I will finish up and shoot
my load up your ass. You had better do a good job on Roy or he may beat
your ass too."
I focused on Roy's cock, making slurpy sounds and letting out slight
moans. "Man this fag really loves cock," said Roy as he bucked his hips
faster, before suddenly pulling away. He kept one hand on the back of my
head and beat his cock and I knew he was going to shoot his load on my
face, hair and chest. The first rope of cum almost went over my head, but
landed in my wig, the next hit my chin and then he rubbed his cock
against my cheeks as his orgasm subsided. I stuck my tongue out to catch
some of the cum that was dripping on my face, then took his cock into my
mouth to clean it up. As soon as he was finished, Greg put pressure on my
hips and told me to get back to fucking him. It was not long before he
shot his load deep into my ass and then he abruptly pushed me to the
floor.
"Well, how do you like my sissy bitch?" he asked Roy as he stood up from
the couch. Roy smiled and told him that he was lucky to have one around
and that he was going to have to get him one too! Roy said he was going
to use the bathroom, but Greg told him there was no need to leave, we
have a sissy who we can use for that. Roy did not quite get it, so Greg
stood over me and told me to open my mouth and he took his cock in his
hands. The first jet of piss hit my cheek and I tried to get directly in
the line of urine so it would hit my mouth, but it was no use. Greg
laughed and sprayed his piss all over my face, hair and lingerie. Roy
came over and stood behind me and then pissed all over my back and ass. I
had never felt more humiliated in my life......My tears began to flow and
my body became wracked with sobs. My feelings were of no consequence to
these guys; I was a worthless sissy and soaked in piss and cum.
"Quit your crying and go get us a beer and then get your ass cleaned up,"
Greg yelled at me. I stood up dripping, turned and walked to the kitchen,
wanting to get the beers quickly so I could get myself dried off and
cleaned. I brought them their drinks and then went to my room with my
head down in embarrassment. I stripped off my lingerie and wig, grabbed a
towel and walked to the shower. I would have to send my wig out to be
cleaned, I was not sure how to remove piss and cum from it! I showered,
douched and brushed my teeth. When I came out of the shower, Greg told me
that he was done with me for the night and that I was to stay in my room
until morning. He wanted to be woken up at 7 and that I had better be
dressed in something slutty, bring him some coffee and be I was to wake
him by sucking on his cock.
"Yes sir," I said as I headed back into my room for the night. I heard
Roy comment on how lucky Greg was to have his own personal sissy sex
slave.
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