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Holiday Hell - part 2
I woke up with the sun streaming into my bedroom but being tied as I was
I couldn't do much but lay there, waiting to be released. I thought back
to what had happened since we arrived at the villa. It really bothered me
that I had an erection throughout the humiliating, and in some cases
painful, things I'd been made to do. I looked down at my crotch and was
relieved to find that I did not have an erection. Well, at least that was
a small mercy.
The door opened and Don entered. He stood at the head of the bed looking
down at me, in one hand he carried a small video camera. because he was
naked and standing where he was his dick was hanging close to my face.
"Go on, say good morning to it." He grinned down at me.
I moved my head and kissed its tip. "Good morning Master Sir," I greeted.
"Very good. From now on though if you ever find your face anywhere near
my dick you will kiss it, or do your best to kiss it. Then you will say
"I love you.'. Of course if you don't do this then I'll just make pussy
do it instead. You'll be pleased to know she slept well, even with the
mask on her face. I do hope that you prove to me that you are a keen
pervert today because the more I think of her laying there, that pussy
just waiting to be filled, the more I'm tempted to stop using you as my
toy. Now, you must be thirsty. Ask me for a drink. If I say yes then take
my dick in your mouth. Do not spill anything."
I knew what was coming but there was nothing I could do to avoid it. And
I knew that my humiliation was going to be recorded for posterity as he
started filming.
"Master Sir, please may I have a drink. I'm really thirsty."
"What would you like to drink?"
"Master Sir, I'd love to drink your pee. Please, let me drink your pee."
"That's disgusting! Why would you want to do that?"
"Master Sir, I love the taste of pee, especially warm pee, fresh from a
mans dick. I love the feel of the warm stream hitting my tongue. Please
let me drink your pee. Knowing that it is your pee that I will be
drinking master sir would be a fantastic start to my day"
I was so desperate to have him out of our lives that I was making things
up to pamper to his ego. I did my best to ignore the fact that everything
I was doing was being recorded and could be played back over and over
again. as I lay there waiting for him that morning I realised that a few
times during the course of the previous day I had resented my wife. I
blamed it all on her. If I wasn't married to her I'd not be doing these
embarrassing things. These thoughts bothered me because I loved Bev and
it wasn't her fault that this beast had found his way into our lives.
"Does your wife know you like doing this?"
"She doesn't master sir."
"Why not, surely you'd like to drink her pee as well?"
"I would master sir. I've often wanted to drink her pee but I worry that
she'll be disgusted if I asked her."
"You are kinky. I tell you what, maybe I'll ask her for you. After all,
you're doing all this for her, the least she can do is to let you live
out your desires. Okay, I'll give you a drink."
"Thank you master sir," I replied before taking his dick into my mouth.
Fighting the revulsion I really felt I forced myself to look excited and
enthusiastic at about what was to happen. Maybe if I acted really well
he'd leave us earlier. And I desperately hoped that my acting was going
to save Bev from his attentions. It had worried me when he said how he
was getting bored with me.
My thoughts were interrupted by a warm stream of liquid hitting my tongue
and flowing down my throat. I couldn't help myself I coughed and
spluttered, spraying pee over my face and his balls. He continued peeing
and no matter how fast I swallowed some pee flowed out my mouth, soaking
into my pillow.
"You said you were thirsty, I hate to see you wasting your drink."
I did my best to swallow even faster if it was at all possible. I did my
best to ignore the taste, a wasted exercise if ever there was one, how do
you ignore a taste? I panicked as I felt a wave of nausea push up from
stomach. I fought it down as I swallowed yet more pee. Finally he stopped
peeing. I swallowed the last mouthful before letting his dick slip out my
mouth.
"Thank you master. sir I'm sorry I wasted some of your pee but I wasn't
expecting it. I will not waste any in future." And then I leant toward
his cock, kissed it and said, "I love you."
"You really do enjoy this don't you?" he asked pointing the camera at my
face.
Enjoy it?! Are you fucking crazy? I hate every minute of it! But I knew
what I had to say if I was to save Bev and hopefully get this bastard out
of our lives. It was not only frustrating, but incredibly humiliating
knowing that no one but me would know my true emotions as they watched
the video that showed me agreeing with him, and saying that I loved every
disgusting thing we'd done so far.
I was allowed to look in on my wife who was laying on the bed with that
horrible mask still on her head. Then I was told to shower, brush my
teeth etc. as I was going to be given a treat that day. I came out of the
bathroom naked and was told to pick myself some panties from my wifes
clothing. Wanting to please him I chose the sexiest pair I could find. He
then instructed me to make breakfast for all of us. I was allowed to make
a full beakfast, eggs and bacon. As I hadn't eaten properly for the past
day I was starving.
I dished up the three breakfasts. He handcuffed my ankles together and
then handcuffed the chain between my ankle cuffs to a handle in the
cupboard door forcing me to stand and eat my breakfast off the kitchen
counter, I didn't mind in the least, I was going to get a proper meal. He
disappeared with the two remaining plates telling me how he was going to
let the pussy eat and I better behave. I was almost drooling at the food
in front of me and as soon as he left the kitchen I started wolfing it
down. When I'd finished I looked around, he wasn't back yet and I quickly
licked the plate clean.
A while later he returned and put the two plates down on the counter, I
noticed that neither of the breakfasts had been finished. The thought
raced across my mind as to why? Was he feeding Bev but not me? But then I
thought she was probably too distressed to eat. Before I could spend too
much time on it he loosened my cuffs. Reminding me that Bev was in her
hood he instructed me to get some shorts and a t-shirt from Bevs clothing
as I was going to be going outdoors. I was relieved because I knew that
Bev had a few pairs of shorts that were actually mens shorts. I rummaged
through the two suitcases but could not find them. In fact I couldn't see
many of her old clothes that I remembered her having. I recognised a few
of her t-shirts but they were the more feminine ones from her collection.
Damn, she must have bought herself a load of new clothing for the
holiday.
I pulled out all the shorts. There were four pairs. One I discarded
immediately as it was the knicker short style, went high up the waist but
looked like knickers at the bottom. The remaining three were definitely
womens shorts. One was essentially a plain pair of shorts in a red wine
coloured but in a shiny material that I'd only wver seen used on womens
clothing, the next was a pair of denim hot pants and the final pair was a
pair of womens shorts that were not too high cut, but not as low as males
shorts. They would have been perfect except that they were made from
black cotton with leather look side panels.
I heard Don approaching and quickly grabbed the black pair and pulled
them on. If I was lucky I should be able to find a t-shirt that covered
mot of the shorts anyway. Five minutes later I was almost in tears. None
of the t-shirts in her suitcase went much lower than just below the waist
of the shorts I wore. All the t-shirts were definitely womens. They were
either tight fit or had the short sleeves so typical of womens t-shirts.
Those that had normal sleeves had flowery designs on them. I eventually
settled for a pale blue t-shirt with short sleeves.
Don, who had been standing in the doorway, entered the room and removed a
video camera that I hadn't noticed on the mantle shelf before leading me
to one of the bedrooms where I could see myself in a mirror. I looked
ridiculous.
Smiling at me he loosened his pants and let them slip to his ankles, he
was naked underneath. It took me a second or two to remember what I was
supposed to do before I quickly dropped to my knees and kissed the tip of
his dick. "I love you.'. He laughed and then made me move so that, as he
was standing side on to the mirror, I was facing the mirror, his dick in
front of my face.
"Put your mouth against my dick and look at your self in the mirror."
I obeyed.
"I am sure that you agree you look ridiculous. I'm having a problem. You
see, in the room next door is a proper woman, a woman with a real cunt,
with real tits. You are a pathetic male wearing womens clothing. Granted,
I am sure that your little pussy is tighter than hers, but it's still not
a true pussy. And when I fuck you, or when you suck my dick, or drink my
pee, I still see a hairy male wearing womens clothing. So, I have decided
that I will give you one last chance to interest me. I have booked you in
to a local beauty salom. They do all over waxing on men, You will have an
all over wax. You will also have your finger and toe nails done and you
will have your eyebrows shaped. It is all booked for you, under your real
name. You will pay for it on your credit card and you will give the nice
lady a tip. Do you agree to do this or should I just tie you up and free
pussy next door. I'll even let you watch as I fuck her. Would you like
that?" he asked eyeing me with a smirk on his face.
"Please master sir, I'll do as you ask, please just leave my wife alone."
"Very well then sissy. I'll let you wear a bandana to hide the "sissy"
tanned into your forehead. You can explain away the bikini lines and the
words on your ass ... oh I forgot, you probably haven't seen them ... it
says "Sissy lover" on your ass. I suggest that you start thinking up some
story, and with the way you're dressed I'd go with something like having
a dirty weekend with your boyfriend."
I hadn't thought of that of course. I started worrying about that but he
interrupted me.
"Get a pair of your wifes shoes and meet me in the car."
I rummaged through her shoes and found a pair of flip flops that weren't
too feminine apart from the plastic flower on the strap where it
disappeared between my toes.
As I waited in the car I watched him lead my wife out the house. I saw
that she'd changed. She was wearing the pair of knicker shorts I'd chosen
not to wear with a pink blouse over it. As he led her by the elbow with
one hand his other carried a bag out of which I could see a towel
sticking out. He put her in the back of the car, making her lay down
before covering her with a blanket.
We drove in silence until we entered a little town where he pulled to the
side of the road. He handed me my credit card and a small black rectangle
on on a key ring with a number of keys. He pressed a button on the
rectangle.
"There's your card sissy. And that's a digital recorder. Look at the
display and you'll see how long it's deen recodring. I will expect the
time to reflect the actual time of your appointment. In other words do
not try get clever and switch it off. Put it with your card somewhere
where it will record everything you say."
He handed me a phone.
"When you've finished phone me, my number is under master on the contact
list. I will tell you what to do. I will be leaving pussy somewhere in
town, you will not know where, so if you try get rescued by telling the
beautician then pussy will have suffocated by the time you find her.
After your appointment you will phone me, I will tell you where to go, we
will listen to the recording and if I am happy you behaved yourself, you
and pussy will see each other again. Do not switch the recorder off
whatever you do. If it is switched off pussy will suffocate. Do you
understand what I'm telling you sissy?"
"I do master sir. I assure you I will not try enyhting funny. I will
behave."
"Very good. Your appointment is in ten minutes time at ThymeForYou salon.
It's somewhere down the road. Off you go sissy amd remember ... enjoy
yourself."
I got out the car with his mocking laughter ringing in my ears.
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