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The House on the Hill Chapter 1 Opening his eyes, Michael slowly took in his surroundings. He appeared to be in a bedroom although he had no memory of falling asleep in this room. It was impossible to guess the time of day because it was so dark. He felt like he was awakening from a dream; or waking up after an operation. Lots of hazy memories and fuzzy visuals and, what was worse, his body felt sore and uncomfortable. As he slowly shook away the cobwebs he realized that he remember getting an invitation to dinner with that new couple who just bought that house on the hill on the other side of town. His last memory was sitting down to dinner with his wife and 5 other couples and the hosts. He remembered that they introduced themselves as Ted and Rachel Davies. Pushing the covers away he immediately noticed that something was wrong; terribly wrong. Someone was playing a horrible joke on him because he immediately felt that he had longer finger nails which made it harder to even push the covers off. Needing to find a light so he could see what they had done he tried to lift his feet out of bed they got caught in the covers and he immediately tumbled to the floor beside the bed. Tossing the covers aside he saw that someone had put women's shoes on his feet. It was still pretty dark in the room but they looked like the stiletto type heels that his wife liked to wear when she wanted to look sexy. "I needed to find the lights...." But before he could get up the lights in the room began to slowly go on. Was someone in the room with him?--"Hello, Is there someone there?" he asked slowly. But before he could even finish the question he began to notice his body. Not only was he wearing stilettos but he was also wearing sheer black stockings and garters--and someone had put some type of cage-like device around his penis. Panic began to set in when he noticed that he had hair tumbling over his shoulders. Looking to his right he noticed a floor length mirror just three feet away and staring back at him was what appeared to be a woman. This woman had breasts being held up by corset with attached garters. Her wavy, long auburn hair cascaded around her shoulders and she appeared to be wearing make- up. He used to dream of getting blow-jobs from a vision like this; feeling her luscious hair around his stomach and balls while she slowly sucked on his shaft. But the illusion snapped quickly when he realized that he was looking at himself in the mirror. Although she had make-up on she was clearly a man. Slowly getting to his feet he realized immediately that he needed to get these shoes off and figure out what was going on. Seeing a chair on the other side of the room he slowly stepped across the room and sat down. "My God, there's something in my ass," he cried as he lifted himself from the chair. Looking at his waist he saw that the cage around his penis was connected to some sort of contraption that went around his waist. From his penis it went around his ass and then seemed to connect again around the back of his waist. There must be something that I can't see that they have fit in my ass. "This is sick. Someone put a butt plug in my ass." Sitting gingerly on the edge of the chair he looked at his feet and tried to see how he could get the heels off. First, he tried pulling them off but soon he realized he couldn't without undoing the ankle straps. Reaching down he tried to see how he could loosen the ankle strap. But for the first time since falling out of bed he noticed his fingernails. "What the fuck? How could they have done this?" he wondered. His fingernails were colored a rich shade of red and extended at least ?"past his fingertips. "How am I going to do anything with these nails?" he screamed. Realizing that his anger wasn't helping him he decided he needed a plan. First he needed to get out of the clothes he had on and find his own. Second, he needed to get out of wherever he was and find out who did this to him. "First things first," he mumbled reaching for the ankle strap on his right ankle. "Oh, my God, this can't be happening," he screamed as he felt and saw what appeared to be a lock on the ankle strap. Reaching across to his left ankle he felt the same metallic lock and screamed, "Someone is going to pay for this so help me God. I sure in hell hope my wife wasn't involved in this shit." Trying to calm down he closed his eyes and focused on slowing down his breathing. "Breathe through your nose," He told himself, "Breathe in for 5 seconds and then breathe out for 5 seconds." Slowly he relaxed and opened his eyes. Someone had gone to a great deal of trouble doing this to him he thought as he reached down and slowly felt the breasts on his chest. "Thank God, there not real," He said as he looked at the rest of his body. It appeared that all of his body hair was gone although there was a thin narrow patch of pubic hair just above the cage on his penis. "What did my wife call that when she got waxed? A Brazilian, I think. That's right. Someone thought it would be funny to give me a Brazilian." While continuing to focus on his breathing, he slowly looked around the room and noticed a desk with an envelope on top. Hoping the envelope contained some answers to his current situation, Michael minced slowly across the room in his heels mumbling, "How do women walk in these things?" Reaching the desk Michael saw that the letter envelope was addressed to "Michael/Evelyn." Forgetting about his newly lengthened nails Michael grabbed the letter and attempted to open it to no avail. "How to women do anything with nails this long?" He whispered. Looking over the desktop he saw a letter opener that allowed him to easily open the envelope. Inside he found the following letter, Evelyn, I am so glad that you finally decided to join us. In case you are wondering, you have been resting here for a little over 4 months. While you were resting we performed a little work on you--nothing that can't be undone (except the hair removal but you'll love not having to shave and who really needs all that body hair anyway?). The make-up on your face is semi-permanent and will wear off in another 2 months. You may have to have someone re-do your eye brows every once in a while since we permanently removed them with electrolysis. The breasts I am sure you discovered are just good breast forms that have been glued on but will only stay on for another month or so. And the hair is just professional hair extensions that can come out whenever you choose. Now as to why you are here. You and the 5 other men that joined us for dinner 4 months ago have been behaving badly for quite a while. You treat your wives like you own them. In general, you treat women poorly so we thought that you each could learn a little empathy for the weaker sex. Your job is to go and get each of your new friends and help them all get down stairs so we can all have dinner and a meeting to discuss what you will have learned throughout the day we have planned for you. You will proceed out your door and then go into each room one by one and help perform whatever task is necessary to help your friend join you in the next room. Before you go I think you should get dressed in your uniform that we have provided in the closet. Unless you want to walk around showing off your little caged penis I would suggest you comply with our uniform request. You will find a perfectly fitted French maid's uniform in the closet with the most delicious petticoats that will both tickle your nylon covered thighs and hide your little penis. Your uniform will have a name tag with your name on it and you will need it to stay on if you want to finish our game. By the way, our house is a fortress. All of the doors are automatically locked and can only be opened when we see that you are ready to perform your next task. In addition, we have hidden cameras everywhere so we will see everything that you are doing so please comply with our little game and see it through until the end. We don't want to have any accidents. Finally, you will each find a cute little purse with your uniforms. Like all women you are required to keep this with you at all times. Each of you may also find some other tool in your room---like the feather duster by your purse---bring these with you to each room because you will need them to perform your chores. When you are dressed and ready to go you will find a remote beside the door. Just press the red button, open the door and go to the first room on the right. We will open the door automatically when you get there. BTW, we have a surprise for you when you press the button. Kisses and Hugs XOXOXOX Shaking with both rage and fear, Michael let the letter fall softly to the desk. Walking over to the closet he considered his options. He was locked in a room and a house that he knew nothing about. He was barely dressed in heels, stockings, corset and penis cage and he looked like a woman. As he opened the closet door and looked at the maid's uniform he couldn't think of any alternative other than putting it on and playing whatever game they putting him through. As he grabbed the dress he decided that he should probably put on the flouncy petticoats first. Leaving the dress on the hangar he grabbed the petticoats and slowly stepped into them and shimmied them up his legs before carefully settling them on his waist. He then took the dress and lifted his arms and pulled the uniform over his arms and chest until it fell perfectly over his hips. The white petticoats were perfectly accentuated by the white trim on the collar and sleeves and the large white bow in the back. The dress itself was a black satin and he didn't want to admit it but if fit perfectly and looked incredibly sexy with his sheer black stockings and 4" stiletto heels. Worse than his anger and fear was the unwelcome acknowledgement that he felt in his groin that he was excited by what he was wearing. Worse was the penis cage which painfully stopped any excitement from causing an erection. "That's what that is--a chastity cage," he thought as he looked into the mirror on the back of the closet door and saw a name tag on his right breast with "Evelyn" printed on it. After closing his eyes and calming himself down again, Michael looked back into the closet and grabbed both the purse and the feather duster. When he looked at the handle of the feather duster it nearly brought tears to his eyes. There in his hand was a perfectly shaped penis that was at least 6 inches long. "These people are sick," he thought as he lifted his eyes looking in the mirror. Taking his purse and the feather duster he slowly walked to the door and reached down and grabbed the remote control that was on the table right beside the door. "Let's get this game over with, "he whispered as he pressed the red button. Jumping with a start he was shocked as he felt the butt plug in his ass begin to vibrate at the same time the door slowly opened. His humiliation was even worse as he realized that the vibrating butt plug was going to keep him constantly aroused while the chastity cage was going to keep him unable to get an erection. Not wanting to cry or show any anger or emotion he lifted his eyes up and shoulders back and stepped out into the hall before turning to the right. Chapter 2 For the first time Michael was more frightened than angry. Here he was outside of the room that he had been held prisoner in for the past 4 months and he was dressed from head to toe as a French maid. He didn't even know that he had been held captive for that long as he had been obviously drugged. "What should I do?" he thought to himself, "Should I try to escape this insane asylum?" But where could he go dressed like he was? He looked like a woman. They had removed all of his body hair and glued breast forms on his chest. They put a chastity belt on him with a butt plug that was currently vibrating in his ass. They put semi-permanent make-up on his face including eye brows, eye-liner, lip- liner and a deep red lip color. Finally, they used hair extensions to give him a sultry head of wavy, shoulder-length auburn hair. "Where can I go looking like this?" Deciding that the safest thing for him to do was to follow the instructions that he had been given, Michael held on to his purse and feather duster and stumbled in his 4 inch heels toward the closest door down the hall. When he got to the door it automatically opened and as Michael watched the lights in the room came on slowly like the ones in his room earlier. Stepping into the room he could immediately see someone dressed almost exactly like him sitting tied in a chair with a blindfold on. "Who's that", the person in the chair squeaked. "What else are you going to do to me?" Michael looked at the person in the chair and realized that he was almost looking at a mirror image of himself. He, too, was dressed as a French maid with stockings, high heels, make-up and hair extensions. "I'm here to help," Michael whispered. "Let me untie you and take that blindfold off." When he was finished untying and removing the blindfold he asked, "What's your name?" "My name is Isabel," he whispered. "No, it's not, "Michael responded, "You're a man just like me and just because they did this to us doesn't mean we have to call ourselves female names." "We do," the person named Isabel responded. "I see that you have a name tag with Evelyn on it. I was told that I could only call you Evelyn or we would be punished." "That's crazy," Michael said. "How long have you been tied to that chair?" "I woke up 2 days ago and I've been in this chair ever since. I was told that I would have a visitor who would help me." "Oh my, you must be incredibly stiff. Can I help you up?" Michael asked as he walked closer to Isabel. "No, please no, not until you've read the letter that they left on the desk." "Why? Did they glue you to the chair?" Michael asked incredulously. "No, but you'll understand when you read the letter," Isabel replied in barely a whisper. Walking over to the desk, Michael wondered what other embarrassments he would have to go through to get out of this house. Grabbing the envelope he was immediately struck that it was addressed to Evelyn. Opening it he found the following note: Evelyn, You made it to your first rescue. Congratulations! As Isabel probably mentioned to you, we are insistent that you use your new name while you are dressed as maids in our little game here. So we only want to hear all of you using your pretty girlie names or there will be consequences. You don't want to test us because you already know what we are capable of. Now your next job is to get Isabel up and go to the next room. The problem with Isabel is that she has a butt plug up her ass and it is connected to the chair. Her butt plug is much bigger than your butt plug and it will only get smaller if it feels her prostate gland release some fluid. And that is where you come into play my dear, Evelyn. You have to give her a blow job to get her to release that fluid and, more importantly, you have to swallow all of her love juices. Now I'm sure that you are thinking about running out the door this very minute but as you'll notice now we have already locked it behind you. You only have one way out. Be a perfect cocksucker. Use your tongue, your lips, your beautiful hands with your long red fingernails and even swish your beautiful hair over Isabel's groin to get her excited. I know you'll be a wonderful cocksucker given your knowledge of how a man likes his cock sucked. Lastly, I like to plan every contingency and we were afraid that all of you might object to playing in our little game. So, we prepared for that by placing explosive, it's called C-4 in both of your butt plugs. Refuse to play our game and you won't be playing anything anymore. Hugs and Kisses, XOXOXOX Looking over at Isabel, Michael began to cry. "I don't think I can do this, Isabel. I'm not gay." "But I don't want to die, Evelyn. Please! I know its awful even to think about but neither of us has a choice. I know that you will be doing it to save my life. Please, I beg you." Walking over to Isabel, Michael slowly got down on his knees. "Please promise me that you will never mention what happened here when we get out. No one can know. I'd die if anyone found out. Will you promise that, Isabel?" With tears flowing down both of his cheeks, Isabel replied, "I won't ever say a word. I promise, Evelyn. You are saving my life and I will always remember that." After catching his breath and stopping his tears, Michael lifted Isabel's skirt and stared at her cock. He had never looked at another cock in his life. He didn't know what to do. But he knew he wanted it over as fast as possible so he tried to remember what his wife used to do. Isabel's cock was completely soft and he remembered that his wife used to lick his entire shaft until it got a little harder. She also used her hands a lot rubbing her long fingernails around his thighs and balls and gently squeezing them. So he gently took his tongue and licked Isabel's shaft as sensually as he could. At the same time he began to run the fingernails of his left hand on Isabel's thighs and balls until she was nearly completely hard. His wife also knew that he liked it when she swished her hair over my entire groin area so he did the same thing for Isabel and within seconds she was rock hard. Another thing that used to turn him on was when she looked up at me and let me know that she was serving my needs so he turned his eyes upward and gazed at Isabel letting her know that he was doing this for her. He also knew that men never wanted to feel teeth during oral sex so he did his best to create suction with his lips and tongue. Knowing how sensitive the underside of his own penis was he began to lick his soft underside while moving his right hand to the base of his penis. Then it became just a matter of bobbing up and down taking him deeper and deeper into his mouth while moving his thumb and forefinger up and down Isabel's penis. Soon he felt his whole body tense and Isabel's penis got a little bigger in his mouth. Even though he knew what to expect he wasn't prepared for either the velocity or quantity of cum that Isabel expelled. He seem to only remember squirting 2 or 3 times when he came but Isabel squirted at least 6 times and although he did his best to swallow it all some of it came out of his mouth and landed on his hand and Isabel's thigh. He quickly forced himself to swallow everything in his mouth before continuing to lick up whatever he missed. He also never realized that men continued to drip as they got soft again. Worried that he was required to swallow everything he put his lips around Isabel's cock until it was completely soft and empty of any juice. When he was done, he looked up at Isabel and asked, "Can you feel the butt plug getting any smaller?" "Yes I can, Evelyn. Thank you so very much. I'll never forget you for what you've done," Isabel replied as she gently pried herself from the chair and helped Evelyn up off of her knees. "Look the door has reopened so I guess their satisfied. Let's go to the next room before it closes again." "Wait, I need my purse and the feather duster. You probably have a purse somewhere around here and see if there is anything else that is near the purse that was left purposely for us." "Here is a purse on this chair. I guess this is for me. What do you think these tampons are for?" Isabel asked softly. "I think we need to take them. I am sure that they were left purposely," Michael sighed. "I can't believe they have us wearing these heels. My feet are killing me, I can't seem to walk properly and we have to find 4 other guests." "I'm almost embarrassed to be telling you this but our hosts had me practice for 3 hours walking in heels before they sat me on the butt plug," Isabel winced. "Here are a few pointers: first, take small steps and walk heel to toe; so put your heel down first and then your toe. Then walk as if you are walking on a straight line like you are taking a sobriety test. Finally, try to sway your hips as you walk. This sort of brings it all together so it feels natural and you cause less stress on your feet." Leaving the room Michael was at a loss for what to say. Did he say "Thank you" to Isabel? What were these people doing to them and why? Despite his misgivings, he turned and smiled, "Thank you, Isabel, let's go to the next room. The faster we get this done the better." Despite his misgivings he found himself trying to take smaller steps, walking heel to toe in a straight line while swaying his hips. At least he seemed to walk easier. "Oh my God, here I am worrying about how to walk in high heels and I completely forgot about the vibrating butt plug in my ass. I can't believe I just spent 5 minutes on my knees giving someone a blowjob and I never even thought about the butt plug in my ass. What are these people doing to us and Why?" Chapter 3 Concentrating on taking small steps and walking a straight line, Michael slowly minced his way down the hall to the next door with Isabel right behind. When they reached the door, once again, it slowly opened automatically and both Michael and Isabel watched as the lights slowly came on in the room. Cautiously Michael and Isabel slowly entered the room which seemed to be an exact replica of both of their rooms. Scanning the room they immediately saw another person dressed exactly as they were in a French maid's uniform sitting tied up in the exact position in a chair that Isabel was 10 minutes earlier. Just like Isabel, she was firmly tied up and blindfolded. Michael scanned the room again and saw another envelope on the desk in the corner of the room. Looking over his shoulder at Isabel, Michael said, "Isabel, why don't you go over and untie her why I go over and get the new envelope with our instructions?" Hoping that their hosts had their fill of his humiliation Michael made his way over to the desk where there was another envelope addressed to "Evelyn". Learning that his fingernails made envelope opening a chore, Michael opened the desk drawer and found another letter opener. After opening the envelope Michael looked over to Isabel who after untying the binds was removing their new guest's blindfold. "Hi, Sophie," Isabel began looking at Sylvie's name tag. "I'm sure that you been told that we must all use the girl names on our uniforms. I'm Isabel and that's Evelyn over there. Are you able to get up from the chair?" "No," Sophie whimpered with tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't worry, dear," Isabel replied softly, "I was in the same position as you for a day and a half until Evelyn came and helped me. Evelyn has just opened our instructions so please don't worry. We will get you out of here." "I was hoping our humiliation was over," Michael began looking at both Isabel and Sylvie, "but it seems it is just beginning. Here are our new instructions--" Evelyn, Congratulations on a wonderful performance! Right now none of us believe you haven't sucked cock before. You performed so well we've decided to give you another opportunity to work on your skills. Like Isabel, Sophie has a large butt plug in her ass that will only go down when her prostate is relieved. That is where you will come in. You get to practice your fellatio talents once again. But before you start let's see if we can find a job for Isabel. Have any of you ever heard of a fluffer? Of course not, I'm sure, so let me tell you. A fluffer is a person who works in the pornography business whose job is to get the main characters "excited and ready to perform." This will be Isabel's job. But here's the catch--Evelyn, you need to open your purse where you will find a large tube of KY jelly. You need to take as much of it as you need and lubricate both the penis handle of the feather duster and Isabel's backside. When you feel that both are adequately lubricated we need you to insert the feather duster into Isabel's ass. You will see that it is made in such a way that Isabel's ass will reflexively close around its neck and it will remain in place until you are told you can take it out. Isabel, before Evelyn gets to swallow Sophie's cock and all of her love juices, you need to prepare her by asking Evelyn to lift Sophie's skirt and then slowly teasing her groin with the feather duster. I know it is something you haven't done before but we think if you turn your back to Sophie and bend over you should be able to wiggle your ass and hips in such a way that it fluffs up Sophie for Evelyn's next performance. Well, that's all for now ladies but remember that we are watching you. Remember that you still have C4 in your ass, Evelyn, which will destroy everything and everyone in that room so please make sure that you swallow all of pretty Sophie's cum. Oh, and one more thing, it certainly isn't fair that you are the only one with a vibrating butt plug so after you insert the feather duster into Isabel you will see a switch that will turn Isabel's on so both of you can have your prostates massaged. As usual, when you are done you can proceed to the next room down the hall. You just need to help 3 more guest before dinner. Hugs and Kisses XOXOXOX "No, this can't be happening," cried Sophie. "I'm afraid it is," sighed Michael. "Look at each of us. They told me we've been here for over 4 months. They've removed most of the hair on our bodies. When you get a chance, feel your face and you'll find out you no longer have a beard. They have, also, removed our eyebrows and filled them in with some type of make-up. They also used some other type of semi-permanent make-up on our eyes and lips. They told me that nothing is permanent but our shoes have locks on them and I can't get mine off. They used extensions on our hair so it feels real but we can cut it when we get out of here. But everything tells me that this is real and it is happening to us." "Evelyn's right, Sophie," Isabel added, "The last thing I want is a feather buster up my ass but we have to do this. It's the only way we'll get out of here." "I guess we should get started," Michael began as he reached into his purse and found the tube of KY jelly. "If you're ready, Isabel, why don't you turn around and bend over and I will lubricate your backside to make it as easy as possible." Turning around and bending over, Isabel braced for the inevitable. She was hoping this was a dream but when Evelyn's left hand slowly spread her backside while the fingers of her right hand gently applied a soft jelly like substance to her anus she realized it was no dream. "Brace yourself, Isabel," Michael spoke, "I need to get my fingers and this jelly inside of you. Try to relax your sphincter while I push in. The more jelly I get inside of you the easier it will be. Let's try on a count of three, ok? Here we go--one,,,two,,,and three. There you go. That wasn't so bad was it? "Not if you like someone sticking a finger up your ass," Isabel whimpered. "Well I hate to say this but I have to do it again with 2 fingers or we'll never get this butt plug into you. Are you ready?" "Please be gentle," Isabel cried. Five minutes later Michael was finished pushing the feather duster into Isabel's backside. Despite the difficulty and discomfort Isabel felt as it went in, when it finally locked into place and her sphincter relaxed and grabbed the neck of the plug, she felt a huge wave of relief. To her dismay it wasn't really that uncomfortable as she stood up. Turning to Evelyn, Isabel began, "Evelyn, can you go over and hold up Sophie's skirt while I position myself in front of her. I don't think this will be too bad because it's not that uncomfortable now." "That's easy for you to say, Isabel. You don't have to suck someone's cock and swallow their cum," Michael replied. "You're right, Evelyn, I'm sorry." "Don't worry. I know you didn't mean anything by it but please do your best to get Sophie excited so I won't have to suck her for that long," Michael sighed. Five minutes of shaking her hips as the feather duster tickled Sophie's groin was all it took to get Sophie rock hard and leaking pre-cum. Sensing that Sophie was getting extremely close to erupting, Michael asked Isabel to stop and immediately dropped to his knees in front of Sophie as Isabel stepped away. Worried that even a few licks would set Sophie off, Michael immediately swallowed Sophie's entire member and began to bob up and down while softly cupping and massaging her scrotum. Less than a minute later, Michael was still sucking on Sophie's penis but it was already deflating and Michael was just making sure that he swallowed any late discharge. Licking his lips, Michael looked up at Sophie and asked, "Is your butt pug deflating?" "Oh, my God, yes it is. Thank you both so much. Just let me stand and stretch my legs," Sophie replied as she slowly stood up. "Here, let me help you up, Evelyn" Sophie said as she reached down and grabbed Michael's elbows. "Thank you so much for helping me. I can't believe that there are more of us in here." "There are three more of us here so we have more to do before we can end this nightmare," Michael replied as he helped himself up with Sophie's assistance. "We need to grab our purses and anything else these bastards left for us and get to the next room." "I guess this is my purse," Sophie said looking down at the table near the door. "Do I have to take these two things with me?" Sophie whispered looking at 2 objects that were obviously butt plugs. "Sorry, but yes Sophie," Isabel answered. "Stick them in your purse. Honestly, I'd rather have a simple butt plug in my ass than this feather duster. And this vibrator is driving me crazy. How can you stand it, Evelyn?" "I don't have a choice, Isabel," Michael replied, "But at least you don't have this chastity cage on as well. Being stimulated by the vibrator and at the same time encased so you can't get an erection is almost painful. If you're ready then let's get going." Chapter 4 Watching both Isabel and Sophie mince out of the room Michael couldn't decide whether he should be laughing or crying. Both were walking with their elbows held close to their sides and their hands held high with limp wrists holding their purses. Even more strange was that Isabel was walking with a feather duster butt plug up her ass like she it was perfectly natural. He couldn't believe that just 3 hours of practice could ingrain in them such an overtly feminine walk. Watching them place one foot in front of the other while swaying their hips made him think that there was more to this whole thing than they'd been led to believe. No one learns how to walk so femininely without days and weeks of practice he thought. What else had been done to them over the last 4 months? Before he could say anything, Isabel was standing in front of the next room and just like before the door automatically opened. "Hello," Isabel said softly as the lights slowly came on. "Don't be scared, honey, we're here to help you," she said as she saw another person dressed in the same French maid's uniform tied and blindfolded just like her and Sophie. "My name is Isabel," she said while she gently untied the frightened girl's bindings. Despite knowing that this person was a man just like them Isabel felt it nearly impossible not to think of each of them as girls while they had to go through this ordeal dressed as maids calling each other feminine names. When Isabel removed her blindfold she looked at the new maid's name tag and said, "Hi, Chantal, don't be afraid. We're here to help you. This is Sophie and that's Evelyn over there. We are all going to get through this nightmare if we help each other. If you are in the same position as we were then you are probably stuck on the chair. Are you?" "Yes," Chantal whimpered through a cascade of tears. "Why would anyone do this to me? To us? I've been here stuck like this for nearly two days. How can you help?" "I think we are all in the same situation, dear," Isabel began gently touching Chantal's cheek, "Someone has gone to a lot of trouble to do this to us. I can tell by touching your cheek that you've had your beard and body hair removed. They have also removed our eyebrows and filled them in with some type of semi-permanent make-up. Our lips and eyes have also been worked on along with our hair and nails. Someone has gone to a lot of trouble to make us look ridiculous." "There is another envelope addressed to me," Michael said from across the room looking down at the envelope addressed to "Evelyn". "What is in the envelope?" Chantal inquired. "There have been instructions in every envelope, dear," Isabel replied. "They are all addressed to Evelyn but they are meant for us all." "Shall I read them?" Michael asked at the same time wondering why Isabel was speaking in such a feminine manner. Isabel's speech and mannerisms were much more feminine than you'd expect in a man and they seemed to be getting more feminine as time went on. "Please, Evelyn," Chantal begged, "let me know how I can get out of here." Opening the desk drawer Michael found another letter opener which he used to open the envelope. Evelyn, Once again congratulations on another successful rescue! You seem to really enjoy your job. We all love the way you keep sucking and swallowing until each cock is soft and tiny. But all good things must come to an end and by this I only mean your lovely cocksucking. As usual Chantal is sitting on a very large butt plug that will only deflate when her prostate releases her love juices. We think we need to involve everyone in her rescue so here is what we want you to do. First, while Sophie is holding up Chantal's skirt, our favorite fluffer, Isabel, needs to get Chantal just as excited as she did with Sophie. While this is going on you need to retrieve your KY jelly from your purse and prepare Sophie's backside for the next part of the mission. Please use as much jelly on Sophie's ass as you used on Isabel's because the next part will be the most difficult. When Chantal is sufficiently excited then our lovely Sophie will position herself with her back facing Chantal so that she can ease herself down gently onto Chantal's pole of excitement. But please be careful Sophie because we don't want to see either you or Chantal suffer any injury. Your job then Sophie is to relieve Chantal of her love juices by sliding gently up and down on her love pole. Now before you think how easy this will be remember that Chantal is plugged tightly to the seat and won't be able to thrust herself into your love hole. At the same time Sophie you need to ride Chantal's love pole with enough rhythm and suction to get her to orgasm. Too much rhythm and suction and you will hurt our dear Chantal. Too little and she won't have enough stimulation to ejaculate. We all know that you will be successful but we just wanted to let you know the difficulties ahead of time. Lastly, Evelyn your final job will be to have one of the tampons ready that Isabel has in her purse. When Chantal eventually spurts in Sophie's love canal we don't want to waste any of those juices so we want you to insert a tampon quickly in her hole so she, like you, can savor those juices all day long. Unfortunately for her she won't get to enjoy the taste like you were able to enjoy. Hugs and Kisses XOXOXOX "This can't really be happening," Chantal said with tears rolling down her cheeks. "This is sick. Can't we do anything else?" "Don't worry, honey," Sophie began, "It's my ass that you are going to fill. You just have to sit back and enjoy it so we can all get out of here. One thing the letter didn't mention is that there is C4 plastic explosive in that butt plug of yours and unless I ride you to a successful release then we are all through." "She's right, Chantal," Michael added again thinking about Sophie's feminine choice of words. It almost sounded like she was looking forward to getting fucked in the ass. "The sooner we get this over with then the sooner we will get out of here. Sophie, can you lift Chantal's skirt while Isabel begins to fluff her? I'll be right over after I grab the KY jelly from my purse." After grabbing the KY jelly, Michael made his way over to the chair where Isabel was holding up Chantal's skirt while Isabel was bent over shaking her hips and ass while teasing Chantal's groin with the feather duster. "Can you bend over while you're holding her skirt, Sophie?" Michael asked before continuing, "I am going to lubricate you first with one finger before getting more jelly and using two and then three fingers on you." "Sure, Evelyn, but please be gentle," Sophie whispered, "And please use a lot of that lubricant. I think it will be a lot easier to slide on Chantal if I am well lubricated." "I will," Michael answered wondering if Sophie had actually had anal sex before. Five minutes again was all it took for Isabel to perfectly fluff Chantal to the edge of ejaculation. Quickly, Sophie switched places with Isabel and with her back to Chantal gently touched Chantal's penis and guided it to her anus. Michael watched with fascination as Sophie slowly positioned her anus on Chantal's erect penis and slowly began relax her sphincter while swallowing Chantal's penis centimeter by centimeter. Slowly at first Sophie took in Chantal's member but eventually she had about an inch in when she asked breathlessly, "Chantal, are you ok? I don't want to hurt you." "I'm fine," Chantal whispered, "I was almost ready to come but it may take a little more." "Don't worry, Chantal, I have only taken you in about an inch. Once I take more of you inside of me I think I'll be able to get you excited again," Sophie replied as she relaxed her sphincter again and took in another inch of Chantal's penis. Slowly, inch by inch, Sophie was able to swallow every inch of Chantal's penis until she was almost sitting on her lap. Not wanting to put any weight on Chantal, Sophie then began to slide up and then down. Slowly at first but then with a stronger rhythm and pace Sophie moved up and down all the while Chantal's breathing and excitement grew. While Michael was watching with increased fascination, Sophie looked to him and asked, "Evelyn, do you have the tampon ready because Chantal is ready to explode? Two more glides down and up and I'm sure she'll cum. I don't want to lose any of her juices and create some reason for these people to punish us. Also, I have a feeling that I am going to cum as well. Will we be in trouble if I do?" Coming out of his stupor, Michael thought quickly and replied, "You're right, Sophie. Whoever is holding us here is extremely preoccupied with us keeping the cum in our bodies. Isabel, I am sorry that I have to ask but can you go over and kneel in front of Sophie with your mouth open. Sophie will only slide her penis into your mouth if she feels she has to cum." "It's the least I can do, honey," Isabel smiled as she positioned herself with her mouth open on her knees in front of Sophie. "Evelyn, you've already done so much for the rest of us. Sophie, dear, I think it will be best if I wrap my lips around your penis so we don't have any accidents." "Oh, that's perfect, Isabel," Sophie moaned as Isabel gently wrapped her lips around her target. Michael then glided quickly over to Isabel's purse and removed a tampon and opened it while quickly returning to Sophie's side. True to Sophie's word two more complete glides up and down was all it took as both Sophie and Chantal erupted in mutual orgasms. Sophie smiled and grunted as she quickly pulled Isabel's head and mouth over her penis just before she erupted. Realizing that it may take Isabel longer to swallow all of her ejaculate before Chantal's penis slid out of her ass, Sophie pulled Isabel's head to her penis and said, "Evelyn, Can you insert the tampon as soon as I slide off of Chantal. I am going to hold onto Isabel until I stop ejaculating. " "I'm ready as soon as you're off of her, Sophie, although I've never done this before." "I'm sure you'll do fine sweetie," Sophie smiled, "You did a wonderful job lubing me up." As soon as Sophie slid off Chantal's deflating penis, Michael quickly pushed the tampon up her anus. At the same time Sophie gently released her grip on Isabel's head and looked down with a smile, "Thank you very much, sweetheart." "That was quite a rush, Sophie," Isabel replied while licking her lips and fingers. "You came so hard I almost gagged." "I know, Isabel, dear," Sophie said, "When Chantal erupted inside of me it just increased the intensity of my own orgasm. It was wonderful and your sucking made it even better." "Stop this both of you," Chantal replied softly while still crying, "this is truly sick. We're not supposed to be enjoying this." "Well, look who is an ungrateful bitch," Sophie sneered as she hugged Isabel. "We didn't ask to do this. We only did it so we could get you released. I couldn't help that it felt good. By the way is that butt plug deflating in your ass?" "Yes, it's going down. I'm sorry," Chantal cried. "It's just that this is so bizarre and hateful. Who would want to do this to us?" Michael couldn't help but digest the events of the past few minutes. Chantal had a point. Isabel and Sophie seemed to be enjoying themselves. They even hugged each other after Sophie's orgasm. Never in his wildest dream could he imagine a man having an orgasm and ejaculating while sliding up and down with another man's penis in his ass. And then there was Isabel; she didn't have to be asked twice to help Sophie. She even asked if she could suck her before she even knew if Sophie was going to orgasm. Something just doesn't make sense but he didn't have time to think about it. He just wanted to get out. "Isabel, you and Sophie need to help Chantal to her feet. While I'm grabbing everyone's purses let's all look around the room and see if there is anything else we need to bring." "There are two more butt plugs on the desk, Evelyn" Isabel smiled walking over and picking them up. "I'm sure our hosts have some plan for them." "Here's your purse, Isabel." Michael replied. "Why don't you put them in there? Here are your purses as well, Sophie and Chantal. Let's get to the next room so that we can get out of this nightmare." Chapter 5 Following both Isabel and Sophie, Michael decided it was easier to walk in his heels if he followed their example with his elbows held close to his waist. Taking smaller steps, he swished his hips in a natural rhythm while walking a straight line with his heels clicking as his shoes touched heel first then toe. He held his purse on his right hand which swayed softly with his hips while he held his left hand limp at the wrist and slightly forward and higher than his elbow. "Why are you walking like that?" Chantal nearly screamed as she saw Isabel, Sophie and Evelyn walking to the next room. "You're walking like a bunch of drag queens. This is a sick joke but that doesn't mean we have to act like queens." "I've tried every which way to walk in these damn heels," Michael began slowly trying to hold his temper in check. He realized that Chantal was partially right. They weren't walking like queens. They were actually walking like women. "You can walk however you want but I found it much easier to walk by following Sophie and Isabel. Taking smaller steps and putting one foot in front of the other really helps. You need to have your heel touch first and then your toe and you'll find that swaying your hips help you keep your balance when you are trying to stay on a straight line." "I only care about being comfortable until I can get out of here and out of these heels," Sophie added. "If walking like a queen is what it takes to walk without pain then I'll walk like a queen." "Well, I may be forced to wear heels but there is no way I am walking like any of you," Chantal sneered. Once again when they arrived at the next door it opened automatically while the room lights slowly turned on. Sophie was the first one in the room and she immediately noticed it was set up identically to her own room as well as Chantal's room. Once again, sitting tied and blindfolded in a chair was another person dressed from head to toe in an identical French maid's uniform. Quickly walking over to the chair, Sophie said, "Let me help you, dear," as she untied her bindings and removed her blindfold. "I see your name is Christine. I'm Sophie and over there is Isabel, Chantal and Evelyn. If your situation is the same as ours then you have been tied in this chair for at least a day and you have something that is up your backside that is holding you to the chair. Is this about right?" "Yes, Sophie," Christine whispered with tears streaming down her cheeks. "I was told that someone would eventually come and that I should do whatever I was told. They also told me to tell you that there is a letter for Evelyn over on the desk." Walking to the desk, Michael looked over at Christine and said, "Don't worry, Christine, I'm Evelyn and I promise that we will get you out of here." Reaching into the desk drawer she immediately found the letter opener and then she reached down and opened the letter once again addressed to 'Evelyn'. She began reading, Evelyn, Congratulations once again! We are all very impressed at your success so far. It is difficult for people who don't know each other to work together to solve problems. Your next assignment will test this thesis. Once again our new maid, Christine, is being held very securely by a butt plug that is carefully secured to her chair. The butt plug will only deflate when Christine is able to release her love juices. Our lovely fluffer, Isabel, will start the team effort by swishing her feather duster over Christine's groin to get her sufficiently excited while Sophie holds Christine's skirt. Then our latest lovely, Chantal, will have the honor of sliding her lovely backside up and down Christine's love tool until she releases her load. Evelyn, you will have the most difficult job. You have to convince Chantal that she has to be a member of the team or you all lose. Remind her of the C4 that is still in your butt plug and also let her know that the door to this room is already closed and locked. When she is convinced you will need to lubricate her sufficiently and then help her impale herself gently on Christine's love pole. Be her friend and mentor, Evelyn. She needs you. Of all of you she is the most homophobic and she will probably resist unless you can convince her. If she succeeds you need to quickly plug her up with all of Christine's love juices buried deep inside of her. If you succeed here you have one more person to release before we can all get together. Hugs and Kisses XOXOXOX "There is no way I am letting someone fuck me in the ass," Chantal screamed. "No fucking way and no one here can force me'" "We don't want to force you, Chantal, we need you to do it because you want to help us all," Michael replied. "If you haven't been listening our choice is to follow the instructions or to die. The butt plug that is up my ass is made of C4 plastic and if we don't follow the instructions they will set it off. It will kill all of us in this room." "I don't care," Chantal whispered. "I'd rather be dead than let someone fuck me." "You are not letting someone fuck you," Isabel broke in. "You will just be sitting and sliding on Christine's penis until she comes. She can't thrust into you. You are just performing a task to help us all accomplish this task." "That's bullshit, Isabel. It's nothing but semantics," Chantal wept. "Sliding or thrusting, I still have someone's dick in my ass. Worse they want him to cum in my ass and keep it there. I don't want to do it. Can't someone else do it for me?" "We have to follow the instructions, Chantal," Michael added. "If we can get Christine completely aroused and dripping pre-cum then I am sure that it will take only a few slides. It will be over before you even know it and we all promise that whatever happens in this house will never be repeated outside of here, ever!" "Do you promise that it will be over quickly and that no one will ever tell anyone about this?" "I promise no one will ever know and we'll make it as quick as we can," Michael replied. "Isabel, can you and Sophie get started with the fluffing? Sophie, it doesn't say anything about not providing any assistance. Maybe you can suck on Christine's penis when it is sufficiently excited to make it even easier for Chantal--just don't go too far. We need her to come in Chantal's ass." "What should I do?" Chantal whispered watching Evelyn approach her with her KY tube. "Just bend over and hold your skirt up," Michael replied. "I am going to lube you up with one finger and then two and finally three. I want to make sure I get enough lubricant inside of you and I want to prepare you to be able to open your sphincter to take in Christine's penis. Don't worry, once you learn to open your sphincter it gets real easy.' "Easy for you to say, Ughhhhh!" Chantal moaned as Michael entered her with one finger. "Just concentrate on opening your sphincter, dear," Michael whispered. "Pretend that you are constipated and you are trying to push out to go to the bathroom." "Perfect, Chantal," Michael soothed, "I probably got three more inches in. One more push and I'll try to get my second finger in. Awesome, dear, I have them both in as deep as they can go. Now I am going to take them out and lube three fingers and try one more time. Are you ok?" "Yes, just do it quickly. I want this over with. Is Christine ready?" Looking over at Christine, Michael saw that Sophie was on her knees sucking on Christine's penis, "yes, it looks like Sophie almost has Christine ready. She is moaning and looks ready to explode. Are you ready to push hard one more time and I'll really lube you up with three fingers." "Yes, go," Chantal replied while moaning deeply. "Perfect," Michael replied," let me help you back up and I'll guide Christine's penis into your hole. Sophie can you get a butt plug for me so I am able to plug Chantal when Christine cums? Ok, Chantal, I have Christine's penis touching your hole. I need you to gently push back and release you sphincter like you did with my fingers. Perfect, you have about an inch in. So really bear down and push gently again. Oh, my God that was great. You took in about 4 inches that time. 2 more and you can begin to slide up and down." "Ughhhhhh, that's all I can do," Chantal moaned with a final push. "Perfect, honey," Michael said. "Christine's completely inside of you. Are you ready to begin to slide?" "Sure, I hope Christine cums quickly," Chantal whispered as she slid up Christine's penis before sliding back down again. "I don't even know if I can wait for two slides," Christine moaned as she felt herself explode in a wonderful orgasm. "I knew it would be quick. Thank you so much, Chantal. I can already feel my butt plug deflating." "Oh, my God, that wasn't as bad as I expected," Chantal moaned breathing deeply. "Ok, Chantal, I have the butt plug ready," Michael smiled, "You were wonderful and as soon as Christine slides out I am going to push this in." A few minutes later they were ready to go. Looking in the mirror in the corner of the room, Michael couldn't help but admire his silk-covered legs perched on his 4 inch heels. He couldn't compete with an 18 year old fashion model but certainly his legs looked better that most women his age. Immediately after this thought came to his mind he wondered if he was getting as bad as Isabel and Sophie. Well, if you had to dress as a woman you may as well want to look as good as you can. Frankly, women in their early thirties like him always looked best to him. They were still young enough to still dress extremely sexy but mature enough to appear sophisticated. "Everyone has their purse, right?" Michael asked. "One final look around for any toys they want us to bring and let's free our final prisoner," he said as he led everyone mincing out of the room. Chapter 6 When everyone had grabbed their purses the bedroom door opened as if someone was watching their every move; but that shouldn't have come as a surprise because they had been told they were being watched. Once again Michael followed behind Isabel and Sophie walking like they were strutting down a fashion runway. "Isabel, can you stop before you get to the door?" Michael asked. "Something is wrong with me. I think I'm leaking," he said reaching his hand under the front of his skirt and petticoats and touching his chastity cage. "I am leaking. What's causing this?" Before he even got the words out he knew the cause. "I can't believe I've gotten used to this darn vibrating butt plug. It's causing me to leak because it's keeping me in a constant state of arousal." "At least you have a cage that keeps you from having an erection," Isabel sighed. "This darn vibrating feather duster keeps me erect and dripping. I've spent the last hour trying to keep my erection hidden under my petticoats. I'm embarrassed to admit this but I just wish I could get some relief from this constant arousal." "I guess the sooner we finish this the sooner we will get out of here," Sophie added as she stepped in front of the last door. Right on schedule the door open while inside the lights turned gradually on. Stepping through the door first, Sophie noticed that this room was identical to all of the others up to and including another captive bound and blindfolded and dressed as a maid in a chair to the left of the entrance. "Oh, you poor dear," Sophie said as she walked quickly over and began untying her binds. "My name is Sophie and I'll introduce you to everyone shortly. Evelyn, why don't you get the instructions on the desk so we can get started on this?" As she walked over to the desk Michael noticed immediately that there wasn't an envelope on the desk but before she could say anything a female voice announced a formal greeting-- Good Evening, Ladies! It's so nice to have you all here together finally. As everyone looked around for the source of the voice they all realized that was coming from a speaker system that was expertly hidden in the d?cor of the room. Yes, we are nearing the end of this ordeal but we still have quite a way to go. First things first, we need a volunteer to help our lovely Melanie release her love juices. Like Sophie and Chantal did previously, we need some to sit on Melanie's love pole and ride her to victory. But before we ask for a volunteer I wanted to ask the entire group if they notice anything different about Melanie and her outfit and your own outfits? Look closely at her because she is wearing something that really completes her look. "That's easy," grinned Sophie as she finally finished removing Melanie's blindfold. "She has 2 earrings in each ear; a diamond stud earring and gold and silver multi-circle drop earring." That's exactly right, Sophie. How clever of you to notice the details. We have decided to give each of you the option of either using your nice backsides to help Melanie find relief or getting your own ears pierced just like Melanie. Our ear piercing specialist should be entering the room right now. There she is. She is going to set up her equipment and earrings over by the desk. Her name is Andrea and I'd like each of you to introduce yourself individually and then tell her whether you want to have your ears pierced or your butt filled with Melanie's love pole. Let's start with our first girl, Evelyn, and then work forward as you were found. Go ahead, Evelyn, what would you prefer? Not believing this was happening but knowing earring holes weren't permanent and would close quickly when he stopped wearing them, Michael began, "Hello, Andrea. My name is Evelyn and I would prefer to have my ears pierced." "That's a very pretty name, Evelyn. Why don't you join me over here on this desk chair and I will quickly pierce your ears so you can wear these beautiful earrings." As Michael made his way to the desk and sat down in the chair, Andrea turned back to the group and said, "Now, ladies, I don't know how many of you will choose to get your ears pierced but it will be easier if I told all of you about taking care of pierced ears. You'll definitely want to prevent infections so always wash your hands before touching your newly pierced ears. You also need to apply rubbing alcohol with a cotton ball to both sides of hole before twirling the earring around several times to make sure the alcohol gets all over the earring post." Turning back to Michael, she whispered, "This will be over before you know it. Now I'm going to do both piercings on the lower lobe with the diamond stud higher up on the lobe and the drop earring at the bottom of the lobe. This piercing gun makes it very easy. I'm just going to put a little rubbing alcohol on both ears and then the gun will allow me to put 2 gold studs in each ear. Then, as quickly as I can, I will substitute your diamond studs and drop earrings for these simple studs. There, that was pretty easy, wasn't it, Evelyn?" Not knowing what to say or how to act, Michael replied, "No, Andrea, I barely even felt it," As he stood and made his way to the middle of the room he couldn't help but feel the new weight on his ears. It wasn't uncomfortable and for some reason he wanted to go over to the mirror and see how they looked but at the same time he wondered when it would all end and if he would ever be able to look at himself in the same way again. Before he could even explore this thought the voice from the speakers started again, Isabel, it's your turn. "Hello, Andrea. My name is Isabel and, like Evelyn, I would like my ears pierced." "Well, hello, Isabel. I have a feeling everyone wants to get their ears pierced. Am I right girls?" Andrea asked turning to the rest of them. As if on cue, Sophie, Chantal and Christine nodded their heads in agreement and replied in the affirmative. "Then why don't you just tell me your names and you can all come over here and watch while I do everyone. Girls just love to get their ears pierced together with their friends." Twenty minutes later they all had their ears double-pierced and to Chantal's disbelief Evelyn, Isabel and Sophie had made their way over to the mirror and were each admiring each other's earrings as if they were thrilled that they had them. "I need to get out of this place quickly," Chantal thought to herself. "I don't want to even think that I might start acting like those girls. I'm even calling them girls in my mind. At least Christine seems to be normal and just going along because we have to. The sooner I get out of here the better," Chantal pondered before the speaker came on again. Ladies, just as I anticipated. No one wants to volunteer to help poor Melanie and I completely understand. Every woman remembers the first time she allows herself to be penetrated and rides a love pole; and it's not just because of the sensual and exquisite feelings that course through her entire body. There is also a little pain and tenderness that eventually goes away with continued practice. I am sure that Sophie and Chantal are feeling a little bit of that tenderness right now. Do you feel a little tenderness ladies? Sophie and Chantal, I am waiting for a response... "Yes," Sophie and Chantal responded in unison. I am only going to say this once so everyone listen up. You are dressed as maids for a reason, ladies. We are going to teach you respect. So anytime you address a superior, and a superior is anyone that is not a maid like you, you are to address them as either Mistress or Master depending on their gender. Now I am going to ask this question as a group so I expect a group response. Do I make myself clear ladies? "Yes, mistress," they replied in unison. Now let's get back to helping Melanie. She has already sat here so patiently while you have had your ears pierced. We've been thinking that since Melanie is our final guest that those of you who are still virgins should have your opportunity to ride a love pole. So here is what we want you to do---Chantal, you need to lubricate our virgins. In case you haven't looked, each of you has KY jelly in your purse. You should lubricate Evelyn first and then Isabel and finally Christine. Before Evelyn objects because of her chastity cage and butt plug you will find that you can easily remove it with a switch on the back of the device. Just slide the switch and the bar releases which will allow you to pull out her plug and collapse the cage and remove the entire device. In addition, you will have to gently remove Isabel's feather duster which I'm sure has prepared her perfectly for this next task. While Chantal is lubricating our ladies, Sophie, we need you to prepare Melanie for this task; a little oral sex should suffice. Now don't get carried away. We definitely want her to be able to shoot her load in Evelyn's tushie. Now when everyone's ready the fun part begins. Evelyn goes first and she needs to slowly impale herself on Melanie's member. Don't you just love alliterations, ladies? Once Evelyn has swallowed as much as she can then we need her to stop and let Isabel impale herself on Evelyn's member. Now I expect that Evelyn won't need any help here, Sophie, but if she does you will have to get her hard so that Isabel can swallow a hard pole. Finally, once Isabel is firmly on then we need Christine to slide her tushie down on Isabel's pole. Once again you may need to service Isabel, Sophie, but if I were betting I would bet that she'll be getting harder and harder as she slides down Evelyn's pole. Once everyone is on tight then we need you all to take small slides up and down until everyone reaches orgasm. Taking small slides will make it slightly more difficult to reach orgasm so ladies you may have to squeeze your sphincter muscles to create some suction while you're sliding. If you do you should be able bring your partner to orgasm very quickly. Lastly, since this is our last task we thought it would be unfair if Melanie missed out on all the fun. So here is the plan. Once Melanie is free and on her feet we want Chantal to lubricate Melanie for her de- flowering. Once she is prepared we need her to bend over so that Chantal can get behind her and get ready to enter her. Additionally, since Christine was only a rider and was not ridden, she'll probably be bursting at the seams. We'd like Christine to position herself in front of Melanie and let Melanie suck her love pole. Now this will be the tough part, once Chantal has fully entered Melanie we want her to stop and let Melanie wrap her lips as far down Christine's cock as she can. Then we want you all to work together like a slow piston driving a freight train home. Chantal you need to pull slowly out but not completely and then thrust back in. Next, Christine, you need to gently hold Melanie's head while you slide your member out first and then thrust it back in. We want you to alternate turns until you both reach orgasm. And don't worry about Melanie, ladies. We knew this was going to be difficult for her especially with all of you getting your ears pierced so we drugged her just a little so she should be completely compliant. Oh, ladies, before you start I need to say one more thing, don't worry about your plugging up your love juices. Just let them flow freely and we will discuss your next step when you are finished. Hugs and Kisses, Ladies! "This isn't so bad," Chantal thought to herself as she reached into her purse for her KY jelly. "I've fucked girls in the ass before so fucking someone who looks like a girl won't be that big a deal. Maybe I'll just use a tiny amount of lube so she knows I was there. She won't even feel it if she's drugged like that bitch said." "Evelyn, why don't you come over here and I will take that chastity