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Change Of Plans - part 1
We met them on the beach at Alicante. A couple, about our age (late
thirties) enjoying the sun on the beach. We got talking and found they
were staying in a villa pretty close to ours. We got on well with them
and when we were ready to leave they invited us back to their place for
drinks. Their villa was on the way to oursm we accepted and were soon
following them to their villa. A few minutes after arriving we were
seated around their pool enjoying some ice cold drinks.
I woke up with a pounding headache and a stiff neck. Something was
tickling my lips and nose. I tried moving but found it very difficult as
my head appeared to be squashed between two firm, warm objects. I tried
moving my arms but they appeared to be stuck behind me. I painfully
opened my eyes and was confused with what I saw. Unfortunately it didn't
take long for me to work out what it was, and when I did I closed my eyes
again and reopened them hoping that is was a horrible dream. It wasn't. I
was laying on the floor, my face resting between the inner thighs of a
naked man. It was his cock that was tickling my nose and mouth. His feet
were tied to my arms which, as I've mentioned, were tied behind my back.
Tied as we were I had no choice but to stay where I was.
I could bend my neck back to look past his cock and I saw a man looking
down at me, his eyes staring out of either side of the gusset of a pair
of pink panties that had been draped over his head in such a way that the
gusset was by his mouth and nose. The gusset was pulled into his mouth
and sticking out from it, almost like a cigarette was a tampon, the
string hanging down, moving slightly as he did.
My mouth was dry and I managed to croak out a question asking him what
was going on. He did not reply, instead averting his gaze from mine. I
heard a door open behind me and footsteps walked towards us.
"I see you've met Mike. His holiday is coming to an end and so we needed
a new couple to host us for a few weeks. Mike and his lovely wife were
superb hosts and looked after us amazingly well didn't you Mike?"
The man noisily sucked at the tampon which bobbed up and down in his
mouth.
My captor laughed before turning his attention to me.
"I'm sure you have a splitting headache. Here's a painkiller. Take it and
you'll soon feel better."
A hand reached into my field of vision and, lifting the flacid cock in
front of me and placing the tablet under it before replacing the cock
over it, effectively trapping the tablet between the underside of Mikes
cock and his ball bag.
I made no move to take the tablet.
"I will count to five," the voice said.
I looked at Mike and thought I detected a look of panic and warning in
his eyes. The voice behind me counted slowly and reached five.
I heard a swishing sound just before I heard a sharp crack and my ass
exploded into a world of pain. This was repeated five times. I had almost
thrown up from the pain.
"Take the tablet."
I nuzzled my mouth against Mikes cock, pushing his cock out the way with
my nose before exploring for the tablet with my tongue. His pubic hairs
caught against my tongue and rubbed against my face as I exploted. I
smelt stale sweat and urine as I breated. I finally got the tablet and
sucked it off his skin at the base of his cock. I swallowed the tablet
trying desperately not to puke at the thought of the pubic hairs that I
could feel in my mouth.
"Very good. But, because you disobeyed me we will change the way you
receive your next tablet."
I felt tugging at my arms and rope being roughly pulled from under them.
Obviously my captor wasn't worried about giving me a few rope burns. Mike
followed instructions and unwrapped his legs from around my head. The
fresh air was cool and refreshing on my damp and sweaty skin where it had
been trapped against Mikes thighs. I saw him wince in pain as he
stretched his legs.
Still following instructions Mike lay before me, his legs spread on
either side of me. He reached behind him and pulled his ass cheeks apart.
The hand came into my vision and pressed a tablet into his asshole where
it stuck, a white spot surrounded by dark puckered flesh.
"You know what to do. Take your tablet and thank Mike when you've done
so," the voice said as the Mike removed his hands leaving his buttocks to
close, hiding the tablet from me.
I did know what I had to do but it was too revolting. I shook my head.
"Oh dear." the voice said. Again my world erupted into an explosion of
pain as I received ten strokes from whatever cane he was using.
When he stopped I wormed my way forward, tears rolling down my cheeks.
Taking a deep breath I pushed my face into Mikes ass, moving my face from
side to side I worked my face between his ass cheeks until my nose
touched his ass crack. Fighting back feelings of nausea ad deep disgust I
used my tongue to feel for his asshole and when I felt it I put my lips
round it and sucked the tablet out. I pulled back quickly as soon as the
tablet was in my mouth, my lungs almost bursting from holding my breath
for so long.
I took a deep breath, swalloed the pill and said, "Thanks Mike."
"Well done, but you disappointed me. First I had to punish you before you
dis as I asked. Second, do you really think that was a good way to thank
Mike for what he's done for you? Of course not. He's had to hold your
tablet in his ass while you took your time fetching it. You need to kiss
his ass and thank him."
This was way too much.
"You're fucking crazy! Stop this! Please!" I shouted out.
Hands pushed my legs apart and something was roughly tied around the base
of my ballbag and cock. When the hands left I could feel a tight band
around my man parts.
"Okay, I have put a little remote control toy around your itty bitty
parts. Mike of course knows what's coming and I'm sure that, like him,
you'll soon change your behaviour. When Mike refused to cooperate I
showed him what level one felt like. You however swore at me as well as
refusing an order, so I'll show you level two. Before I do though I need
you to put this between your teeth."
The hand revealed itself again this time holding a used panty pad. I
recognised it from when my wife used them, it was an overnite one judging
by its bulk. When I say that it was used I mean that it had a patch of
horrible black red blood in the center, there was also what appeared to
be a skid mark running off the end. I looked away, my mouth tightly
clenched, and was rewarded with fifteen strokes of the cane. By now it
felt like my ass was a solid area of throbbing pain and despite my
begging for him to stop after the first three he completed the fifteen
before roughly holding my nostrils closed. When I finally opened my mouth
to gasp in some much needed air he shoved the folded pad into my mouth.
"I would have folded it so the blood was away from your mouth you stupid
fuck, but as punishment you can taste it instead."
No sooner had he shoved the pad in my mouth than a sudden bolt of pain
surged through my body starting from around my cock. It caused every
muscle in my body to go rigid, my eyes bulged, my teeth clenched, biting
down on the pad between them. My body bucked and writhed in agony. After
what seemd like an eternity the pain went away and my muscles relaxed,
leaving me laying on the floor drenched in sweat.
"That was just two seconds at number two. The power settings go up to
five. It's an amazing unit, so small and yet it lasts for forty eight
hours without a need for recharging. The remote has a range of five
hundred meters in a built up area, double that in an open field. It's
small enough that it won't really be noticed by anyone. It may be a
little uncomfortable for you, Mike did seem to scratch and fidget around
it a lot. In fact I bet he's really happy that it's no longer on him and
that you have it instead. I should tell you that your wife has one up her
you know where and once you have finished in this room I will be
switching the channel on the remote so that when I press it you will both
be zapped. So any misbehaviour on your part will punish her as well. Hers
is also programmed to punish you. But thanks to the joy of computers
there's a slight refinement, the remote is programmed so that your wife
will get zapped for twice as long as you are. So Iif I was to zap you for
two seconds, your wife will get zapped for four. And of course she'll see
you getting half the punisment she does. I imagine that might make her a
little resentful. Now, do you want to show Mike how greatful you are?"
I was beaten. "Yes."
"Good. Get to it."
I wormed my way forward to Mikes ass and buried my face between his ass.
I kissed his asshole and thanked him.
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"That was much better. Now, I need to see that you have learnt your
lesson. Will you giveMy hands and mikes legs were untied.
Get up on your knees. I did an drubbed some feeling back into my wrists.
"Mike, you know what to do.
Mike nodded his head, sucking furiously on the tampon. He looked at me
and I thought I detected sadness in his eyes. He stood in front of me.
Ask mike if you can give him a blow job, if he says no you'll have to ask
again, make it sound more enthusistic, maybe tell him why you want to
give him a blow job. If he lets you then thank him profusely. If Mike
decide your taking too long, or just really bad at blow jobs then he will
take his dick out your mouth and jerk off in front of you. You will
encourage him, tell him how sexy his cock is, how much you'd love it up
your ass, tell him you want to taste his cum and ask him to cum in your
mouth. If he does then keep it all in your mouth. mouth open to show it
and then look to your left and when I click my fingers swallow and wipe
you r lips with a dreamy look on your face.
You thin you can do that? I dreaded the thought of doing it ad didn't
want to but the alternative was too painful. I nodded my head.
Do you want to do that? Inside I was screaming od course not you fucking
cunt but I nodded my head.
Good. Before we start we don't want your horrible ass on display, wow
that looks sore, here put these on. A pair of my wifes panties smacked my
face. I put them on, feeling shame and embarrassment, I kept my head
lowered not wanting to met anyones gaze.
And this. My wifes bra hit my chest. I struggled a bit but finally got it
on and then following instructions I again knelt in front of Mike.
On the drive to our villa it was explained to us how our captors targeted
expats like ourselves, especially those with secluded villas and used
them for thei amusement during the summer holidays. They explaned that
they had a thriving business in the porn industry selling footage of
captive couples being humiliated and degraded.
Once at the villa they took us to the pool where they pushed two sunbeds
together top to toe. Kate was made to lie down on her stomach on the
first and was tied to it. I was made to lie on the second and and then
inch my way forward until my chin was resting on her ass.
You'll find Kate that in additrion to wearing your cloything hubby likes
tasting and smelling ass. master laughed as he wrapped some rope around
the bed and the back of my head. When he pulled it tight my face was
buried in the crack of her ass. He then tied my arms and legs to the bed
and they left us to go search the villa. Because of our different gags
neither of us ccould tak to each other. We lay in the sun. My face buried
in her ass started sweating.
We heard furniture being moved and the two of them made a few trips to
their van, carrying in boxes on each return. At one stage master returned
from the van and erected two large dogs cages near the pool.
"Please can I try on some of my wifes clothes?" I asked Master.
He smiled, you sure seem to be getting into this. Aren;t you worried
she'll dislke you?
"But I can say that you forced me to. She'll never know."
"You got a thing for womens clothing?"
"I have. I get quite jealous of her wearing all thseo sexy frilly clothes
and taking it for graned. Please can I?" I pleaeded.
I can't believe you're asking this. We've dominated about 40 couples,
you're the first one to actually get into the humiliation thing. It's
almost no fun. Okay, go find the filliest, girliest outfit you can and
bring it back here."
I went oin to our bedroom and searched through our cupboards. I knew that
if I was to please him and avoid Kate being pnished I had to choose the
most ridiculously feminine outfit I could find. Kate however wasn't a
frilly clothing type pf woman. I eventually found some delicate lace
panties and matching bra, a pink t-shirt that left most of my stomach
exposed and a feminine white cotton mini skirt. I returned to the lounge
and continued with the charade.
"Can I try these on please master?"
I held each item up inm turn and waxed lyrical about why I wanted to wear
such a femine item.
I put each item on slowly, pretending to savour the feel of the materia
as it brushed against my skin. Once each item was on I stroked and rubbed
it commenting on how it felt so lovely and feminine and I wished I could
wear it continuously. Once dressed Master had me stand in front of the
mirror and look at myself. I looked pathetic. My hairy stomach showing
between the hem of the t-shirt and the waistband of the skirt, my hairy
legs sticking out from the skjirt and most enbarrassingly of all my huge
erection bulging the front of the skirt.
Do you like it?
Oh thank you master. I dropped to my knees and kissed his feet. I look
lovely and the clothes feel so nice. Please can I wear them from the rest
of the day., If Kate and Mistress return could you please tell them you
made me wear them to humiliate myself.
He thought for a while, I could ....
Oh please master. please.
Well okay, but I think that someone dressed like a girl should act like
one. Whenever you are dressed as a girl you will mince around, your
wrists must be limp you must giggle, act like a bimbo.
I really wasn't happy with this devlopment, this was going further than
the scenario he had told me to act out. I paused but caugh th ewarbing
glance in his eyes.
I giggled, of course master I replied in a high pitched voice.
Would you like to suck me off.
I jumped up and down clapping my hands, can I, thank you master, please
let me suck on your lollypop.
there was genuine laughter in his response and in some stupid way I felt
proud that I'f made him happy. I was sure that Kate would not get
punished.
I knelt in front of him doing my best to hide the reviulsion I felt
looking at his semi erect dick just in front of me.
Tell me honestly slave, not in your girly role, do you enjoy sucking
cock.
Remembering his earlier warning I replied. I do master, At first I
thought it would be gross but it's actually very sexy sucking oin a mans
cock and tasting his cum. I do really like it. It also makes me feel all
girly. Whenever I am kneeling in front of a man with his cock in my mouth
I just want to be wearing womens clothing and be a girl.
What do you think Kate would think?
She wouldn't like it master, but please don't tell her.
Do you think Kate lookds sexy in her plastic bo-peep coctume?
definitely master, she looks fantastic.
You know it's very uncomfortable for het don't you.
I do master and I feel bad, but when you make me suck her sweatr out of
that little bag by her pussy and I get to smell her sweaty pussy it is
soooooo incredibly sexy. And then you made me lick her ass clean and that
was just fantastic. I wish that I could do that nore often. And also the
way that the sweat makes the plastic stick to her skin is very exciting
for me.
Woulkd you like her to wear it more often?
I was worried where this conversation was going but a slight tingling in
my ass warned me to carry on.
Yes sir. But I'd prefer it if she didn't know it was me that wanted it.
Of course. You've been really co-operative. I'll set up a frame so that
she is tied stradinlg a sunbed and you can lay with your face by her
pussy and ass, licking her sweat as it drips down. Would you like that?
oh thank you master. please can I go into girly mode and suck your cock
master.
He patted my head, go ahead.
The next morning Kate was put into her bo-peep costume and taken to a
framework that had been put over a sunbed. Her wrists were tied above her
head to the frame, her legs straddled the sunbed. She was left there for
about half an hour. I was made to sit in the shade on my training stool
and slowly fuck myself on the dildo. I had to do one rise and falll every
fifteen seconds. At some stage master came out and in a loud voice
congratulated me on being so good with my exercises. As a reward he said
I could lay nest to the pool.
He handed me a bikini which I put on and then led me to the sunbed over
which Kate was standing. He mafe me lay on my back with my face under
Kates spread legs. I could se that the bag ebwteen her legs was half full
with sweat. Revulsion almost made me throw up as I realised that I would
soon have to drink it. He replaced the water bag that Kate was dinking
out of as it the first one swas empty. With me tird to the bed he put the
straw in my mouth and opened the valve. Out of sight behind Kates back he
raised his fingers and thumb and flashed them 4 times.
"I wonder how many seconds it'll take you to finish your drink?
I started sucking and swallowed. In some ways it was actually better to
drink it so quickly, it meant that the awful tase was gone much sooner.
"Wow! 10 seconds! You are being a good slave. i was going to leave you
tied here but I think as a reward you can go back into the shade again.I
wasn't expecting that an dthat shoot went way to quickly. Okay, you need
to practice walking in high heels. When wifey has refilled the bag we'll
re-do the shoot but next time I need you to act more for the camera.
I spent the next hour walking round the pool with my arms out limp
wristed and an exaggerated hip swing.
Kate approached me, the strap on swaying as she walked. The thing was
huge and I was nervous as she approached.
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It was too late now, I was committed. There was a part of me that was
very nervous and wondering if I was doing the correct thing. The other
part of me though was excited, after all I had been planning this for
many years.
The beach at Alicante had a long pedestrian walkway along the top of the
beach and, at 9 in the morning, it wasn't too busy. The parking lot to
the left of the path as I ran away from the town center was starting to
fill up and occasionally I'd have to slow down for people crossing the
walkway as they made their way to the beach.
People looked at me as I approached them, most just continued with
whatever they were doing. A few gave me a second glance and fewer still
looked at me for a while, a puzzled or amused look on their faces. One or
two turned to whoever they were walking with and it was obvious from the
ensuing loks that I was the subject of discussion.
That wasn't surprising really. I'd have been stupid not to expect that.
My red one piece costume hugged my body as I ran. The pair of running
shorts I wore were not quite hot pants but not quite full shoirts either.
The legs were cut so that on each side the material curved up, meeting at
a point about two inches higher at the hip. They were black and had a
thin strip of netting running around the waistband. My ankle socks ,
white with a pale pink trim, peeked out the top of my trainers.
My legs and arms were waxed. My finger nails covered by a pale pink nail
polish.
I was wearing mascara which was something I was not used to. It felt a
little heavy on my eyelashes. I hoped that it wasn't running. Previous
experience had taught me that if you weren't careful every time you
batted your eyelids you ran the risk of leaving some mascara on your
cheek below the eye. The unusual feeling of the mascara, maybe I'd
applied it too thickly, meant that I was always fighting the urge to rub
my eyes. That, I knew for sure, would be a disaster, smearing mascara
over my cheeks.
As I got into my run I started sweating and the costume started looking
more like a wetlook material as my sweat was absorbed into it. I looked
at my GPS. 1 km down. I'd set myself a goal of 10 kilometers.
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She pulled the car over to the side of the road. Handing me a bottle of
water she told me to get out and run back to the villa. It was a ten
kilometer run back. She'd started measuring the distance as we pulled out
the driveway. I got out and pressed the buttons on my stopwatch. The
black progress bar started moving showing the slow progress the GPS was
making getting contact with a satellite.
As I waited she took a photo of me.
"You don't look too bad." she said. "Enjoy your run.'.
She pulled off leaving me at the side of the road. I waited for the GPS
to link up to a satellite. If I started running before it had done so the
distance recorded would be less and I knew that if I had less than ten
kilometers recorded when I got back to the house that I would be in even
more trouble than what I already was.
The watch beeped andn I knew it had established a link with a satellite,
I pressed the start button and started running back the way that our car
had gone. As I started running I heard the sound of a car approaching
from behind. I wanted to hide but there was nowhere to do so and so I
justr carried on running hoping that they'd pass quickly.
The reason for my nervousness was that I was wearing a womens one piece
costume. At the back the straps came over mu shoulders and joined halfway
down my shoulder blades and then between there and the waistband of the
shorts I was wearing was a circular hole exposing my lower back. The
shorts I wore were womes running shorts made from a black material. They
were little more than hotpants with the legs extending, at most, an inch
below the point where my buttocks joined my legs. About two inches below
the top of the waistband a thin skirt of lace like material ran around
them.
Socks were a pair of ankle socks with a thin, pale pink stripe around the
top.
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His cock hung down in front of me, just millimeters from my nose as I
knelt before him. I could smell the slight aroma of stale pee miced with
sweat and finally that smell of cock. It's a difficult smell to describe,
I would sometimes smell it from my own cock as I was jerking off.
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