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THE TRAINING OF SLUT HEATHER THE SEQUEL OR PREPARARING FOR MY LIFE AS A SUBMISSIVE T-Girl CHAPTER V My new life as a female office worker As I left the beauty parlor, I decided I might as well start living full time as a female, so I went shopping as instructed by Miss Barnes. I decided that Macy's was too expensive for a complete wardrobe, so I bought two outfits, then went out to the less expensive shops and discount malls to complete my "new look." I spent Sunday going through all of my purchases at the department stores. I took all day to try everything on, mix and match outfits and accessories, and decide on what looked best and what was appropriate for office wear. I still had the "slut" clothes that Mistress Ann had bought me for "clubbing" out west. I told Mistress Ann that evening on our nightly internet chat, and she agreed fully with me that I should start living full time as a female. Monday morning I signed in as Heather at the HR office,and reported to Miss Barnes' office for indoctrination as required. She greeted me as formal as possible, and made small talk for an appropriate length of time so the other employees would not get suspicious. Then told me to report to my old office until lunch time. We were going to have lunch together again. I began doing my job the same as last Friday. Miss Barnes called me back to her office about 20 minutes before lunch, she informed me that Mistress Ann had called her over the week end, and that she was put in charge of my next two periods while at work for my last eleven weeks of employment. She ushered me into her private bathroom where I noticed that she had all the necessary ingredients, tampons, equipment (enema bag and nozzle) set out on the vanity. She informed me that she would administer this first "at-work" feminine hygiene ministration. Then it world be my responsibility to do it myself if she was busy on the phone. Now, she she told me, "Evacuate the old tampon, and fluid, then I will return to complete the process." She immediately left the bathroom, closing the door behind her. I lifted my skirt, slithered out of my panties, and squatted onto the toilet. It to almost 5 minutes to relieve myself of the tampon and the fluids that I had injected deep in me that morning, before leaving for work. Then I poked my head out the door and informed Miss Barnes that I was ready. She returned to the bathroom and removed the Kotex Super Plus tampon from its wrapper. Then she coated it liberally with KY, and ordered me to bend over. I obeyed, with my legs spread slightly apart and presented my ass to her for the tampon insertion. She was able to slide it in deftly as deep as ever, then told me to remain in that exact position. She moved over to the sink and using a four cup measure pitcher, proceeded to mix the solution of very warm water (3 cups) and 1/2 cup of liquid glycerin soap, with red food dye and four ounces of vodka. She then poured all the liquid into an enema bag that she had purchased exactly for this purpose. She hung the bag from a hook inside of the toilet door, and evacuated the air from the tube and nozzle and inserted it all the way on my male "pussy hole." As she released to valve, she said, "I had maintenance install the hook this morning as far up the door as possible so we can get as much volume drained out as possible, in the shortest time! In the future when you have to do this in here by yourself, I expect you to follow the exact procedure and finish the routine in the shortest time possible. I don't want you to lollygag around in here any longer than necessary!" All I could say was, "Yes Ma'am, I will do my best to make it as short of time as possible." Within about 30 seconds I felt the fluid getting warmer inside of me and the pressure starting to build up. I let out an audible gasp as the bag drained out due to the speed at which it flowed into me. All Miss Barnes said was, "Good, you are experiencing what us girls have to endure each month!" Then she said, "Clean up the excess KY, and the equipment as fast as possible, so we can go eat lunch together." It took me another 3 minutes to clean up, pull up my panties (and tuck myself) and gain my composure before exiting the bathroom. As I was walking past Miss Barnes desk, she informed me that from now on, I was to ride Public Transportation to and from work, which meant the city bus. It seems like Mistress Anne (and Miss Barnes) thought that I needed to improve my feminine deportment. The best way to get more comfortable living as a female, was to practice walking to improve my deportment while being watched by men and women as often and long as possible. It felt like the longest walk I ever made returning to my desk, while thinking how I looked and was walking so as not to attract any more attention to my discomfort, then the vodka began to effect me. I was starting to get light headed and a little dizzy which made it difficult to walk as lady like as possible. I also noticed that with my fresh tampon and the warm irritating soapy water building up pressure that I was starting to cramp a little, I did not eat nearly as much lunch as normal for me. lol I joined up with Miss Barnes in the lobby of our office building, and we again walked the block or so to the restaurant. No sooner had we been seated then she grinned and said, " Are you curious about what happened Saturday night?" I had almost completely forgot about her date due to my all day Sunday involvement with my new wardrobe. But perked up and responded, "Oh my God, what happened?" She just smiled and said, "I did exactly as you instructed me, and he couldn't get his pants off fast enough to get down on his knees." "He begged me to let him kiss my shoes, then to let him "make love" to me." "I told him that he would have to earn that privilege!" After an hour of worshiping my shoes and legs, I made him masturbate and shoot his wad onto the towel he was kneeling on." "Then I told him he was my slave and demanded that he do everything I order him to do." She then related what she did that night, putting on a CB9000 chastity devise that she had purchased at an adult fetish shop, locked it on him, and led him to her bedroom. Then she locked the chain to his dog collar to the foot of the bed and made him sleep on the floor all night. The next morning she had him put on a pair of women panties, and ordered him to start cleaning her apartment. She said that he begged her all day to allow him to cum again, but she denied him that privilege. He even begged her again before he left, and again she denied him and then told him he would have to wait until next Saturday. He looked so down heart- ed, then asked her to remove the CB9000 as he was about to leave. Again she denied him and told him he was not going to have another orgasm until next Saturday night! She said that after he put his clothes back on, he looked so dejected, as he mopped out of the apartment. She told be that she had made an appointment next Saturday at a specialty corset shop to have him fitted in a corset. Then she was going to take him to a shoe and boot shop for six inch pumps, and back seemed hose. She was even taking him to an adult fetish shop for more fancy slave collars and crotchless panties. She said, I am going to make him do house work with his caged cock dangling exposed and useless for me to humiliate all day long! We spent the remainder of the meal discussing what else she should do on her next date that Saturday. I must say, she knew how to completely control and humiliate him. I almost felt sorry for him! But then realized that she was temporarily in control of me as far as my job was concerned and my monthly periods while at work. That afternoon, was my first bus ride as a female on the way to my apartment, then, while walking the block and a half home from the bus stop, on 4 inch heels, my feet began to ache horribly. I decided from there on out, I would wear 2 inch heels until I got to work. Then change to my normal 4 inch heels during work only. I did get a few stares from men during my travels, but Miss Barnes told me that all women get stares from the "dirty old horny men." She said, "Just ignore them with an air of superiority!" Because, now as a female, you are superior to them. I new, that was not quite true since I still felt a strong sense of submissiveness. The only time I felt honored to be seen by a man was on my second week living as a female during my entrance to the building where I worked. A man dressed in a very expensive business suit, opened the door for me with a very gentlemanly smile, tipped his hat and said, "Good morning Ma'am." I was rather surprised by his action, but all I could think of was to give him a big smile, and said, "Thank you." This happened twice more that week with me giving him the same smile and thank him. That happened again several times over the next several weeks. Then one morning, a Florist delivery boy entered my office and presented me with a large bouquet of flowers. The card read,"Heather, thank you for making my mornings so delightful with your warm smile," it was signed "Charles." This really shook me up, and I was very confused since while he did act a perfect gentleman, I was afraid that he would be very angry if he ever found out I was not what he thought I was. I suspected that he had watched what floor I got off the elevator from the elevator floor display in the lobby. He must have known the name of the business located on that floor and knew someone to ask who I was. Several days later, there he was again opening the door for me. Again, I smiled, thanked him, then responded in as sweet a voice as possible, "I am so sorry, but I am in a committed relationship." Which was true since I was committed to being a submissive slut to Anne and Tom. All he said was, "That is all right, I just wanted to compliment you the best way I knew." We met this way several more times at the front door that week with the same exchange of smiles and formalities. Then I did not see him, and figured he had found someone else to greet at the building. But, our paths were destined to cross again. It was now time for me to start on month two of my period. That morning, I began the morning with the task of starting another female monthly period. Just before lunch, Miss Barnes called me in her office, and asked me if I had started my female monthly period as per my schedule that Mistress Ann had shared with her. I responded in the affirmative, little sheepishly with the lowering of my head being a little ashamed of my "condition" that I had to start that morning. She informed me that it was time for me to change my tampon. "Go into my office bathroom, and expel the old tampon, then come out here and present your ass over my desk!" She demanded. I jumped up immediately, and slipped into the bathroom, lowered my panties, squatted over the commode and evacuated the tampon, and the remaining fluid. I returned to her desk and stood there with my panties down as instructed. She then informed me that she had learned that I had been "flirting" with a gentleman outside the front door to our building. And that he had responded by sending me flowers. Now, she said in a very stern voice, "We do not tolerated our female assistants acting like sluts on the premisses, therefore, you need to be punished for your misdeeds!" "But..." as I started to explain, she pushed me down over the desk with my ass protruding out at a right angle, and picked up a leather strap from her chair. As she lifted the strap up above her head, she almost yelled, "This will teach you to act like a lady at all times." She proceeded to give a severe spanking of at least ten lashes. By the time she finished, I was dancing back and forth with tears running down my face bawling incessantly. She laid down the strap and demanded in a very stern voice that I return to the bathroom and complete my monthly administration. I did as ordered and wiped the tears from my eyes with one hand, while rubbing my red hot ass cheeks with the other. I then inserted the new tampon, added the required mixture, as fast as possible, then pulled up my panties and left her office, since she had already left for lunch. On my way out, I noticed that her receptionist had also left her desk, which I suspected before Miss Barnes had began strapping my ass. I eased into my cubicle and eased down into my chair as gentle as possible so as not to inflame my red raw ass any more than necessary. Sally from the next cubicle, slipped in and asked,"What happened to you in Miss Barnes office just now?" I told her in as short of time as possible about the incident out side the office building and being punished as slut by Miss Barnes. She was really sympathetic, and told me she had some lotion that would help soothe my sore bottom. Sally was about my age, single, about the same height and weight as me, with, I suspected, were nice pert little "B" cup titties. She returned to my cubicle in a second or two with a bottle of lotion and told me to bend over my desk. She squirted a little lotion all over my ass, and began to rub it on my ass cheeks. Her finger found its way into my ass crack a little, and she must have felt the string from my tampon because I felt her grasp the string and give it a little tug. I groaned a little, then she exclaimed, "What is this doing down here....it is attached to something!" I responded. "It is the string from my tampon," I blurted out without thinking. "But," she replied, "It is coming from your rectum!" "A tampon should be in your vagina, not your rectum!" All this time she was still rubbing my ass with the string still protruding from between my ass cheeks. Again with out thinking, I blurted out,"But I don't have a vagina!" "You don't have a vagina..... but you are on your period???" It must have been at that time she exhaled slowly and whispered, "I just felt the head of a male penis tucked back down there." "You are not a girl....your are a BOY!" I raised up very fast, and almost shouted, "Be quiet, don't tell everyone in the office!" "But, you are dressed as a female, working as a female assistant, and you have a female name." "Are you hiding from some one?" My response was,"No, I am transitioning to a female, you know, I am a transgendered person. She thought about that for a minute, then retorted' "I have heard about boys like you, and thought that they would be very intriguing to know, you know, learn more about, and even get a little "familiar" with." I responded with a question, "You mean get intimate with?" She kind of hung her head, and whispered, "Well maybe if the person was just right." "I mean if we were compatible." She sat down in my visitors chair, and I assume was contemplating for a few minutes. Then she spoke up and said, "You were here up to a few weeks ago, but as Harry, then the next week you showed up as Heather...is that right?" I agreed with her. Then she spoke up and told me," You know, I kind of liked Harry, but I think I like Heather even more." "Please understand, I will keep your secret for ever." "I would like to learn more about your transitioning, and especially about how you approximate a female monthly period." I want to stop by and visit you tonight and learn more about what you do and why you are going down this path." My first reaction was to refuse her offer, but then I thought I have been so lonely this past month or so without Mistress Ann and Tom. And it would be nice to have some company, especially with someone that is obviously in tune with my transitioning. I gave her my address, and calculated when I would have to change my tampon (at 6 PM), and told her to come to my apartment at 6:30 PM. That would give us about three hours to get better acquainted, then have time to change my tampon before going to bed for the night...all this, I planned, after she had left! My, how things so well planned can go so wrong! I finished the afternoon of work and left my cubicle at 4:30 to go home. The trip by bus and the three block walk home from the bus stop went without incident. I entered my apartment, got a coke out of the fridge, and turned on my computer to check if I had any email. Ann had sent me a note telling me to activate my web cam at 5:55 and be ready to replace my tampon with everything ready for her to supervise my tampon replacement! Obviously I was not expecting this when I allowed Sally to stop by and chat with me. But, I set the date with Sally for 6:30 giving me plenty of time to complete the minstrel cycle, and have Ann satisfied that my period was continuing on schedule. So, I stripped naked, took a quick shower, and "freshened up with some deodorant, light spritz of perfume in a few intimate places, and dressed. I put on a mini skirt that barely covered my ass checks so that Ann could have a clear view of my anus. Then put on a demi-bra, earrings and choker that had "SLUT" stenciled on it, and thigh high white stockings with 4 inch white high heels. I also attached a gold ankle bracelet on my right ankle. Then checked out my appearance in a full length mirror, and did a full twirly to see if my skirt would flare out and show my ass fully as I spun around. Being satisfied with my appearance, I retired to my bathroom to expel my old tampon and be ready for a fresh one. Then I gathered the IV stand, tampon, prescribed enema ingrediants per Mistress Ann,'s formula. Now, I thought that everything was done and I could sit and relax for a few minutes before Ann logged on to her web cam. My, how plans can change so drastically, I had just sat down to relax when my apartment doorbell rang. Someone was down in the lobby paging me. I jumped up to answered the intercom only to hear Sally's voice telling me she was ready to come up. I almost panicked, but responded telling her that I was not quite ready and could she come back in and hour. "No," she said, "I am not going to "hang out here in the lobby all night!" So, I buzzed her up, and in a flash, I decided to let her observe my web cam with Mistress Ann, no matter how humiliating it would be. In a few moments, she knocked at my door and I let her in. I immediately told her that my Mistress was going to be watching me on my web cam, as I changed my tampon, and did not want her to know that I had company. She said '"Oh, that is just wonderful, I really want to watch." "I will be quiet as a church mouse!" I had my apprehensions, but what else could I do? She looked around the room, noticed the IV stand, the pitcher with the solution in it, and looked for the tampon. "Where is the tampon?" she asked. I motioned to my purse that was sitting next to the pitcher on a snack stand. She moved over to the stand, opened my purse, pulled out a tampon, read the label, and stated, "Oh, a Super plus, must be in for a heavy flow tonight"! Yes, I replied, "But later tonight, just before bedtime, Mistress Ann has required a little more flow to make sleeping a little more uncomfortable." "Then I will also need a maxi pad...just in case of an accident!" Sally just smiled with a smirk and said. "She really knows how to make you feel feminine during your time of the month doesn't she?" I dropped my eyes down with an embarrassing look and agreed. Then, I begged for her to keep out of sight of my web cam and stay quiet during the coming procedure. She agreed, and pulled a chair off to one side of the computer monitor where my web cam was positioned. so she was not in the line of sight of my web cam. We chatted about her trip from work to my place for a few minutes, then I got the page from Mistress Ann that she was ready. I opened her web cam and saw her beautiful face, and the lovely outfit she was wearing... so dominant, and sexy. I thought I heard a sigh from Sally, but Ann must not of heard it. Mistress Ann immediately instructed me to fill the bag and open the tampon. To my relief, she explained that she needed to pick up some specimens and tests from the laboratory and take them to Dr. Tom that afternoon (they were three hours behind out there on the west coast). So, she did not have a lot of time to deal with me. That was such a relief, but I faked a disappointment, and begged her to spend more time with me on the cam. Her reply was very curt. "You are not going to keep me here any longer than it takes you to complete your regime of experiencing your female monthly period. So, start your flow now! Remove the tampon from its wrapper, filled the bag with the solution, then cleared the air out of the tube." I did as instructed, then inserted the tube into my rectum, Raised the IV strand to just above my head, and opened the valve. Mistress Ann admonition me, "Raise the bag higher, I don't have all day to watch the bag empty!" I was both relieved, and saddened having to increase the flow that fast since it would cause more cramping, especially with the mixture of vodka and glycerin in the mixture, and the volume, since I was now starting a "Heavy Flow Day." As soon as the bag gurgled empty, Ann demanded that I remove the enema tube, wipe the excess moisture off of my ass crack, and put a maxi pad in my panties and put them on. I did as instructed as quickly as possible, but started to moan with the onset of cramping. Ann did not pity me, she just remarked, "Good, you should be cramping until your time to replace it." "Unfortunately, Tom and I are going out for dinner tonight, so you will have to do the replacement without my assistance" I was both relieved, and sadden to lose the assistance of Ann for the night. Ann's web cam went black immediately, so I closed down my web cam, and went over to my couch and eased down in a slumped position. My cramps were getting worse, and I started to massage my tummy trying to relieve the cramps. Sally came over and sat down next to me and cried, "Poor baby, are the cramps getting bad?" "Yes," I said, "but they should ease up in a few minutes." Sally told me, "I was so intrigued watching you inflict that terrible solution up your rectum, past that tampon, and doing it all standing up! "GOD, that was so erotic and stimulating knowing that you were so humiliated and degraded doing that in front of Mistress Ann....and me!" "I got so turned on, hot, and horny!" "Please tell me more about your visit with Mistress Ann and Dr. Tom. I felt so relieved that Sally was not disgusted over the past episode of my tampon replacement that I felt obliged to reveal all the episodes that I experienced that past week end on the west coast. I did leave out some of the gory details of my sexual experiences except to admit that I did experience some oral and anal sex at the demands of my Mistress. All Sally asked was, "did they ejaculate during the sex?" I admitted that I did experience their cumming in my various orifices. Her reaction was, "Did they cum in your mouth?" Did I swallow it?" Did they cum in my rectum?" "Did I feel it enter me?" Did I feel it ooze out of my "pussy." That question surprised me since it was the first time that she referred to my "rectum" as a "pussy!" I admitted to all of her questions. Then she asked me if I enjoyed the experience, did I enjoy swallowing, and how did it feel to have a man's sperm ooze out of my "pussy." I did explain to her that all of that action did make me feel very feminine, but also was quite humiliating. Again she asked me if I enjoyed swallowing their cum, and how much was it. I admitted that I did swallow it, since a true slut must complete the oral action to completion. Some of the men only had a small amount, but others must not have had sexual release for several months since they did eject copious amounts that required me to swallow several times least it leaked out of my mouth. I also admitted that even though it was very humiliating, I felt a sense of feminine accomplishment being able to satisfy them so completely. We chatted well past 10 PM, which at that time we both were famished, so I ordered pizza to be delivered. We both consumed all of the pizza in a relative short time. By this time, 11 Pm was approaching fast, and I told her that I needed to expel and replace my tampon. She said '"Fine." As I emerged from expelling my tampon and excess fluids, Sally said, "I need to go potty, so start without me!" She moved off to my bathroom, as I started to mix the solution. After mixing the solution, I retrieved a tampon from my purse, lubed it, inserted it, and prepared the enema tube for insertion. Just then Sally returned from the bathroom, and took the nozzle from my hand, and said, "Allow me the privilege, please!" I just shrugged my shoulders, and handed her the enema nozzle. She asked me if it wold be less cramping if I took it laying on my back. All I could say was, "probably." Sally grabbed my cock (since I was panty-less by this time), with one hand and pulled me into my bedroom with the other hand pulling the IV stand behind her. Then she instructed me to lay on my back and lift my ass up off of the bed. I was surprised at how deft she was at inserting the tube in my "pussy," releasing the valve to dampen the tampon, then insert the nozzle completely to the hilt before opening the valve less than half way to create a slow draining of the bag. At that point of her administration of my fluids, to create the sensation of a female period, she pulled off her skirt, panties, top, and bra then climbed onto the bed, straddled my face and eased her bottom right over my face and squatted down until her pussy was directly over my mouth. All she said was, "Now, you know what to do, make me cum till I scream!" Fortunately, Mistress Ann had trained me in the proper techniques of satisfying a woman with my tongue. Sally did not press her pussy against my mouth, but kept it elevated just enough for me to give her the proper movements of my tongue on her pussy lips, vagina canal, and anus. I continued to massage her breasts, tweak her nipples until she screamed with delight. Poor Sally must have experienced at least 3 orgasm within 5 minutes. So intense was her orgasms, she collapsed next to me, pulled me over onto her, and then demanded that I get on top and eat her again. After several more body shaking orgasm, she moaned, "Honey, please fuck my brains out till I scream again!" I don't think I will ever experience sex with a girl again that was so orgasmic as Sally. By this time, my cramps were returning due to my position kneeling over her, and I was having a difficult time keeping a hard-on, but I did manage to penetrate her. Once inside, I was able to keep my erection and slowly pump in and out of her. Within a minute she screamed, "Faster, deeper, more, more do me till I scream!" God, she was a tiger humping my cock, meeting my thrusts with her upward humping which drove me deeper in her hot pulsating pussy. This lasted for only about 5 minutes, but during that time Sally must have experienced 3 more orgasms. She reached up and unfastened my bra, and threw it to the floor. Then to my surprise she returned the favor, and started to pinch and twist my nipples. This caused intense sexual pleasure on my part, so I slowed down a little so as not to ejaculate too soon, but within 30 seconds she began thrusting her hips up harder to meet my downward plunges, pinched my nipples so hard that I lost all control and "blew" my load deep up in her at the same time she screamed, "I cumming too!." I rolled off of her and lay next to her completely exhausted as was Sally. We must have laid there for ten minutes before she snuggled up to me, and said, "You are fantastic, honey. I never have had a "slut" like you." Notice, I did not call you a stud...you are much better than a stud, therefore, a wild slut for giving pleasure to men and women! We both cuddled up and fell asleep for the night. We both were able to get dressed and get to work the next morning albeit a little late and not well dressed or made up. Unfortunately, my stay in the area was to be much too short to really enjoy the pleasures between us as often as we both would have desired. But Sally became a regular visitor to my apartment for at least a weekly visit, and sometimes more often. About a week later, on a Thursday night, as I was checking my computer for any messages from Mistress Ann, I heard a"BEEP" and a message box popped up. It was a message that I had left on my computer as a reminder that my next appointment with Doctor Black was the next evening. My appointment was for 5:30 as before. Again I wanted to arrive early so as not to waste Dr "B's" time. So, I took a change of clothes to work with me folded up in a shopping bag, complete with accessories and shoes. I left my desk a little early so as to change clothes, freshen my make up and get a taxi to Dr. Blacks office. In the ladies room I slipped into a stall, removed my office attire, then redressed again. Since it was mid summertime, and the temperature was quite hot outside, I wore a a rather flimsy knit white dress that barely covered my ass cheeks, and clung to my body. The red 'push-up" bra (filed with small A+ silicone pads, and red thong panties, that not only showed an outline of my panties and bra, but also showed a hint, no a definite glow of their red color. I touched up my make up making it much more dramatic than my regular office look. I slipped out the back hall to the service elevator so as not to be seen dressed this way by my co-workers. Then out the back service door and into the alley. I went down the alley and exited the alley onto the street a block over from the front entrance to my office building. I kinda felt like I was a prostitute, leaving the building after "turning a trick." I hailed a taxi to take me to DR. Blacks office, and arrived there at 5:20. As before, the receptionist left five minutes later, then the other staff personal left at 5 PM on the dot! A few minutes later Dr. Black emerged from the examining rooms and ushered me back to the room with the GYN table. His first remark was, "take off your dress and underwear, but leave your shoes on!" I guessed he was a leg man and thought that the shoes were like a sex symbol. As soon as I was naked, he inspected my breasts or what little there was as to growth, than tweaked my nipples which caused me to react with a moan and an "ouch." He said, "not much improvement as to size yet, but that is expected, but with the extremely sensitive nipples." "That is what I expected after 2 months on female hormones." He then ordered my to get up on the GYN table, I obeyed, and started to climb up on the table in a "Doggie" position. He stopped me and told me to lay on my back, and put my feet into the stirrups. I complied and then he put straps around my ankles, which affixed my ankles to the the stirrup bars then began to raise my legs higher until my ass was lifted off of the table. He tilted the table until my body was tilted back at a steep angle, with my head lower than my ass. I felt some strain on the ankle straps which kept me from sliding backwards off of the table. When he was satisfied that I was secure in this position, he proceeded to give me the hormone injection in my ass cheek. As he was disposing of the syringe. Gigi entered the room with another female nurse. I was introduced to nurse Diane, and told that she was curious as to how Slut Heather performed. Gigi took a position and my feet in between my legs, then Dr. G walked around to the other end of the GYN table. Both of them proceeded to drop their pants/panties, reveal their cocks, and began to properly position themselves for insertion into my orifices. This required that they adjust the table at a less angle with my head raised a little so that both cocks were positioned for ease and comfort, at least for them, entry into my waiting openings. I heard a gasp from Nurse Diane, and turned my head slightly to see her. She was standing alongside the table with her hand up her skirt and obviously rubbing her pussy and had a "shitting eating grin" on her face. I was unable to see what she did next, since Dr. Black grabbed my head and ordered, " Open your mouth bitch!" I did as instructed, and at the same time I felt something cool and slippery enter my rectum. It was obvious to me Gigi did not forget to use some K-Y before entry into my tight "pussy." It seemed strange to me that Gigi had a much larger cock than Dr. Black as I felt stuffed to the splitting point as soon a Gigi had thrust her cock balls deep in my ass. By this time I realized that the horny Doctor had inserted his cock in my mouth, and it was slowly expanding and elongating into my mouth without me giving any stimulation with my tongue or sucking. But as soon as I woke up to the fact that he was deep in my mouth, I began to give that cock stimulation from my trained tongue, sucking, and bobbing my head up and down as his cock finally reached full expansion. It must have been a week or more since he had engaged in sexual stimulation since I did not have to work too hard with my tongue and mouth to get him off. Now, during my administration of Dr. Blacks pleasure, I noticed that Gigi was slowly working up to her pleasure with long slow strokes of her cock going deep in and slowly withdrawing almost totally out then hesitating before slowly plunging back deep in my stretched pussy. This girl really knew how to fuck a tight yet yearning boy "pussy." The pleasure I felt was almost as satisfying as the night I spent with Sally having hot sex as most male/females do. Dr. Black quickly shot his load in my mouth, then backed off from my face, wiped his cock with a tissue, pulled up his pants, then said to Sally, "She's all yours!" I turned my head to see that Diane was pulling off her uniform, which exposed her lovely petite body. She was only about 5'-2" 110 pounds soaking wet, with pert "C" size breasts. Her auburn hair contrasted against her alabaster skin with a few freckles scattered about the face and shoulders. As soon as she had hung up her nurses uniform, slipped off her shoes, she removed her bra and panties. She placed her hands on her hips and gave me a little twist of her body to entice me, then she proceeded to climb up on the table and straddle my face. She looked down into my eyes, and whispered, "Now lets see if you are as good at pleasing a woman as you are a man." Mistress Ann claims that you are the best pussy lapping T- Girl she has ever trained." "Now, show me what you can do, and don't embarrass Ann with a pitiful performance." Then she settled down to within an inch of my mouth and wiggled her ass back and forth with a demand, "Now do me until I scream with wild pleasure!" Gigi was still stroking slowly in and out of my ass as Sally was moaning with pleasure. I expertly kept my tongue moving between Diane's pussy and ass plunging my tongue alternately deep in her pussy and asshole, then stopping to tease her clit with the ball atop my tongue piercing. In less then 2 minutes, she screamed with pleasure as her body shook with spasms. I stopped and tried to move my head away, but she grabbed my head, pulled me closer to her pussy, and said "Again, slut, don't stop until I say so. Again I started my tongue movements as before, then Diane reached down to grab my hands and pulled them up to her breasts. I massaged both of those lovely pert breasts while I continued my tonguing, then I heard her tell me to hurt them. I took it she meant her nipples. I slowly started to tweak them, pull on them a little, until she started to moan little and whispered, "More, harder,...make me scream again!" By this time, Gigi had worked up to a much faster stroking in and out of my ass, and then to my surprise, I felt her take hold of my penis, and slowly stroke it until it got even harder than before. I pinched and twisted Diane's nipple with earnest abandon, and in just a few seconds she screamed again and her body shuddered with another earth shaking orgasm. This time, I thought her screams would be heard outside the office building. But I did not have time to enjoy her moaning and pleasure panting as I sensed that Gigi had reached her limits and I felt her cock start throbbing deep inside my ass, then felt a warm wet sensation deep in my pussy as her cock erupted pulsing jets of gism deep in my bowels. Within 3 seconds of Gigi's seamen filling my pussy, she stroked my cock swiftly, and I had my own mind boggling orgasm. We all just held our position with Gigi's cock still embedded in my ass, Diane still smothering me with her labia. Diane finally lifted up off of my mouth and face to allow her juices to drip down into my open mouth, I felt I had died and gone to heaven as I felt Gigi's cum warming my ass, my sperm running off of my stomach, and the salty, pungent pussy juices dripping on my tongue and mouth. At that time, Dr. Black poked his head into the examining room and announced, "The fun is over, lets get out of here!" I noticed that after Gigi pulled out of me she was too weak to walk and had to sit on a small stool to recover from her efforts to screw me as no one had ever done so expertly before. Rather than a brutal raping that I had experienced before, it was the most loving, tender, and exhilarating fuck I had ever experienced. Diane was also exhausted, and was barely able to dismount from the GYN table and wobble herself to a nearby chair. Of course, I was far worse than any of the other three having engaged and satisfying two cocks and one hot pussy. I just laid on the table for over 5 minutes before Dr. Black stuck his head back into the room and admonished us to get a move on. Fortunately, I and come prepared for the worst (or best) by bringing an extra sanitary napkin which I put into my thong panties before slipping them on. I hurried the best I could on wobbly legs as did Diane, I noticed. She slipped her bra on, then turned around facing away from me and motioned for me to snap up her bra. I did so, then she picked up my bra and motioned me to spin around while she did the same for me. Then she surprised me by picking up my silicone pads and positioned them in the proper location to fill out my bra naturally. She taunted me a little by saying, "Another 8 months you won't need those heavy things, will you?" I responded, "I hope not," with a wide grin, and a kiss to her forehead. She just grabbed my head and gave me a big wet kiss, and said, "Those were the best orgasms I have ever experienced, thanks to Mistress Ann's expert training." TO BE CONTINUED