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The hunger gnawed at my belly, made my hands shake. That biting need to have something that was unobtainable, certainly in this situation, certainly in this body. It frustrated me, made me want to cry, made me want to scream and even at my lowest point made me want do shuffle off this mortal coil......yes the need was that great! I cursed my body because that of all things has hampered the fulfillment of my desperate need. I ached to have it, ached to feel it, ached to taste it. It had started as an ember but now it was a burning fire of desire......I had to have it! What is the hunger that could make me feel this way I hear you ask. Well it is the urgent need for something so alien to me that I sometime wonder why I have the desire at all, but I most certainly have it. It is the urgent burning desire for spunk! to taste it, to savor it......to revel in its texture. So what is the problem? Well I am a man and I am pretty sure a man should not crave spunk as I do. Especially a heterosexual man........especially a happily married man of thirty years! The craving started about six months ago and has driven me to distraction. It has seen my masturbation habits slowly change, unnoticed at first but now easily identifiable. First it was interracial porn, watching women give blow jobs and wishing I was the man. Then I wanted to be the women, giving the blow job and guzzling down that tasty spunk. Finally it was straight to cum shots and cocks, wishing I was drinking that tasty treat! I even started tasting my own spunk, just the pre-cum to start with. Next I would allow myself to cum slightly, not a full climax, I would catch the few drops and lick them from my fingers. The final act was to lick the cum from my palm when I had finally climaxed. This was the biggest surprise of all because once I had cum all the passion was gone, but no I lapped it up savoring the taste! The hunger was incredibly strong finally driving me onto the internet to acquire various items of female attire so that I could achieve my aim, in essence make myself attractive to men! It was all however done covertly without my wife Jenny knowing. Jenny and I are happy, we see eye to eye on most things except sex. I have a high sex drive and she is happy with missionary with the lights off. So although we really love each other we still sometime argue about sex. To be honest she has always been the quiet obedient domestic housewife, doing the washing and cleaning without complaint; that is until recently when she met Samantha. I do not really know Samantha and do not really know how Jenny knows her. All I know is she does not seem to think much of me and on the few occasions we have met she has all but ignored me! Not a lot has changed with Jenny, just that she seems a little more demanding when she returns from seeing Samantha. Now it seems she is planning to go out with Samantha for an evening with the girls. I would have been surprised because Jenny hardly ever went out, I may have even objected but my hunger made itself felt. Her going out for the evening meant I would be able to fulfill my hunger. I had a complete outfit but had not really had the time to wear it and certainly not the time to slake my hunger! When Jenny informed me she would be out Saturday afternoon until late evening my heart skipped a beat and I made my plans. As soon as she left that Saturday I skipped upstairs and began to get ready. My heart was beating like a hammer as I began to realise just what I was about to put myself through I stripped naked and thanks to the fact I have very little body hair was soon completely void of hair from the neck down. Since I had virtually none Jenny would not notice the shaving, which included my cock and balls. Carefully I slipped on the Pink Satin corset, gasping at its cool caress. I took the laces and began to pull drawing my waist in. I did this twice more drawing in my breath to get it tighter and tighter. I stood and admired the effect in the mirror. It had given me a perfect hour glass figure. Taking the first white opaque stocking I pulled it on reveling in the soft touch, once carefully in place I attached the suspender straps from the corset front and back and did the same on my other leg. I gathered the pink satin panties admiring the fact they were awash with frills, pulling them up and covering my throbbing cock I stepped to the mirror again. The panties were pale pink covered in row on row of white frills. I turned to admire my panty covered bottom resisting the temptation to stroke my throbbing cock. I sat at the dressing table and began to make up my face. Foundation first, bought by trial and error until I got one that matched my complexion, blusher was applied over this. Pale purple eye shadow was applied and then very delicately I applied mascara to amplify my male eyelashes. Finally my lips, first a stimulating gloss to make them swell. Then pink lipstick followed by a glossy coating that seemed to turn them to liquid. I admired my reflection in the vanity mirror and blew a kiss. I wondered how having not done this before I had managed to turn myself from a man to a passable female! The hunger made itself felt and I hurried to dress. The dress itself was pink PVC but before I put it on I slipped into a skirt of white frou-frou. As I put on the dress the hem was lifted to the horizontal by the froth of frou-frou and I realised my pink pantied ass was clearly on display. I tiptoed to the mirror again to admire myself. The sight this time had my pulse racing and I became secure in the knowledge that tonight I would fulfill my craving! The last things to put on were a pair on thigh high kinky boots in pink PVC. I slipped them on and got to my feet, I then minced back to the mirror. Yes minced, I swished my hips and placed one foot delicately in front of the other. I was determined to get what I desired by making myself as sexy as possible. What I saw in the mirror took my breath away and told me everything I needed to know. The fuck me outfit was completed with the boot that made my legs look shapely and long. Without pause I turned and headed to the car. I should have been petrified about stepping outside dressed as I was but I did not miss a beat. I swished to the car and jumped in. I noticed my hands were shaking as I started the car but it was more excitement that I was about to feed my hunger. I drove directly to the shady part of town and an adult book store there. I parked the car and minced to the entrance. As I did I heard cat calls and whistles from the local hookers, one even shouted "Here babe, a faggot like you is bound to make a mint......wanna be my slut?" I ignored them all and entered the building where the man behind the counter looked up and gave me a toothless grin. He nodded towards the back of the store but I knew where I was going as I had been in earlier to check the place out. As I passed a stand of porn magazines the man looking at them looked up at me and smiled, noticing where I was heading he dropped the mag and followed. I entered the booth, my mouth watered when I saw the two holes one either side of the booth. I fumbled for some change, as I did I heard the door of the next booth open and close. I selected the first film not caring what it was, as it started a semi erect cock was thrust through the hole to my right. This was it; I was finally going to slake the thirst that had been ruling my life of late. I got to my knees and took it in my hand, it was surprisingly hot but then it would be, fresh blood swelling it as I watched. Eager to taste it I thrust it into my mouth and marveled as it instantly sprang to full length thrusting itself against the top of my mouth. My ministrations had the man on the other side of the partition gasping in surprise. Now that it was in I savored the taste, reveled in it. It tasted musky, salty.....manly, bit most of all it would soon be shooting spunk, and that is what I most desired. A little bit of sanity returned when I started to gag so I eased the cock from my mouth. As I did I noticed the pink tide mark left by my lipstick, I noticed I had taken two thirds of his now fully erect eight inch cock. "Suck it fag!" he growled breaking me from my reverie. "I want.......need your spunk!" I begged "Oh I have plenty for you fag," he snickered. I took his cock back into my mouth and began to suck, using my saliva to massage the lower part of his cock and balls with my hand. Considering I had never sucked a cock before I did so with great gusto and judging by the man's reactions great skill. But then I had watched numerous blow jobs.....and imagined myself giving them all. Now it was real I was applying all the skills I imagined I had with great success. Then it happened, I felt the swelling, felt the man tense....heard him grunt. The first rope of spunk hit the top of my mouth and filled it so completely that I had to swallow quickly, then came a second, a third, a fourth.........a fifth! It really put me in my place, when I climaxed it was usually a couple of feeble spurts, now this was a real bull. The taste also made me feel feeble and unmanly, it was pungent and salty.....manly spunk unlike my watery spend! I sucked the last few drops from his cock and it disappeared through the hole. I heard movement behind me and there was another semi erect cock poking through the hole in the other wall, eagerly I got to work. In this way I made my way through ten blow jobs before the hunger was satiated. Some of the cocks thick, some thin, none over eight inches which I was glad of considering it was my first time. There was an expectant cock hanging though the hole so I kissed it gently, savoring the taste and stood and straightened my skirt exiting the booth. It seemed I had become an attraction because there seemed to be a lot more people in the shop, there were even a few it seemed waiting to use the booths. Carefully I minced out of the door catching the owner's eye as I did; he grinned and winked at me. Once home I removed my slutty attire and returned to normal, the hunger sated and no long a burning desire. Later Jenny returned home, she looked flushed and happy which I commented on "You look as though you've had a good time," I laughed. "Yes it was a fun night.......but I'm really horny," she growled. She grabbed my hand and pulled me off the couch dragging me towards the bedroom. I was surprised for two reasons. One she has never initiated sex before and two she had never looked so horny! I had to admit that after my night of cock sucking I was definitely in the mood for sex. Once in the bedroom she threw off her clothes urging me to do the same in her desperate need to be fucked! "I NEED A FUCK!" she growled. Since she was naked before me she crawled onto the bed laying on her back and opened her legs wide. I could see the gleam of pussy juice and I hurried to undress. "Lick my pussy!" she demanded. I needed no more asking and dived between her legs eagerly lapping at her swollen lips. She was molten hot and very wet. As I lapped I noticed immediately that she tasted ....different .....somehow ......salty ...musky. I wondered if this was how a woman really tasted when she was excited.....whatever it was, she tasted heavenly and so I greedily lapped down the juices bringing her to orgasm. She had me carry on licking her until she climaxed again and then she demanded that I fuck her. The fuck was fast and furious and very quickly I was bellowing my climax and filling her with spunk. I was however still excited so my cock stayed hard which meant we could have a long slow fantastic fuck finally climaxing again within seconds of each other and then collapsing into a satiated sleep. In the morning we both felt a little sheepish about the night before. On my part because of my night at the book store and no doubt on Jenny's part because she had never demanded sex like that before. So nothing was said and life returned to normal until mid-week when the hunger began to make itself felt again. Jenny had made no mention of seeing Samantha at the weekend so carefully I broached the subject. "No I don't think we are going out this week," she answered off hand. "Oh.....I thought you had a good time." I was desperate to get her out of the house an assuage my hunger, but I knew I had to be careful and not arouse suspicion. "You seem to be keen to get me out of the house....." she pouted. "I noticed how happy you were when I got home last week...like a cat that had had the cream..." I shivered inside at her use of words. "Do you have another woman," she giggled. Fortunately I realised she was kidding but I knew I could not push it any further. My stomach knotted at the thought of not being able to feed the gnawing hunger. "No dear you are the only love of my life," I quipped. So the week drew on and I fretted as to how I was going to get my fix of spunk. Yes fix, I was like a junky going cold turkey and it was really hard not to show it to Jenny. Finally Friday night Jenny informed me that Samantha had invited her out again for drinks with the girls. Despite the screaming need to dance for joy I feigned indifference and told her I hoped she had a good time. After she left Saturday night I rushed upstairs and prepared myself. The same sissy outfit however this time the makeup was a little sluttier. When I arrived at the book store I found there were more people in than last week and wondered it word had gotten round. This should have upset me but it just made me think of the fact there would be more cocks and therefore more spunk! Quickly I was in the booth noticing as I did that two hard cocks were waiting, I got to work! This time however ten cocks did not completely satisfy the hunger so I took five more cocks, after which I minced from the store. Once again when Jenny returned home she was positively glowing and horny, this time we did not make it to the bedroom and I fucked her like a bitch on the living room floor, exhausted we staggered to bed. This became the pattern of our lives for the next four weeks the only thing changing was the amount of cocks I sucked to satisfy the ever ravenous hunger. Then one week Jenny dropped the bombshell that she did not feel like going to Samantha's place that week. By now the hunger had become a ravenous beast so I almost begged her to go. Fortunately I recovered my senses enough to cover my need to have her out of the house. I had managed to assuage the hunger each week by the knowledge that I would get my fix on a Saturday night, well this week I would have to miss.....the hunger bit with a passion and I thought I was going to scream. I made it through the weekend and the next week but I hoped and prayed that Jenny would be going out the next Saturday. Once again she decided not to and inside I ranted and raved. I began to realise that I would have to get to the book store somehow so I made a plan. I decided that if Jenny did not go to Samantha's on the next Saturday I would take the following Monday off work sick and go to the book store. This seemed to calm the need, and indeed the thought of spending all day at the store guzzling down spunk seemed to calm me somewhat. Friday night Jenny informed me that she would be seeing Samantha's on Saturday. My heart started beating like a hammer and my mouth began to water at the thought of what I would be doing Saturday whilst she was out. This thought was smashed however when she informed me that Samantha would in fact be coming to our place with a couple of girlfriends to watch a chick flick. I could have howled my frustration, instead I tried to dissuade her, but she was having none of it "Samantha has been the host to me, so I should return the favor," was her final answer. To assuage the howling raging hunger I told myself that I would definitely be going to the book store on Monday.....to spend the whole day there! Saturday evening saw Samantha arriving not with a couple of girlfriends but a well-built man. "The girls couldn't come..." she drawled. "So I decided to bring Frank along" she looked me in the eyes daring me to complain. Samantha was a rather shapely woman and the figure hugging dress she wore accentuated her curves, so much so I could hardly take my eyes off her. Jenny noticed this and told me to get some drinks from the kitchen. Reluctantly I took my eyes off Samantha and headed for the kitchen. Jenny had laid out a tray with drinks and snacks on it so I grabbed it and headed back to the living room so I could ogle Samantha again; too late I noticed there was only one beer on the tray. When I got back to my consternation I found Frank was sat on the couch between Samantha and Jenny. Even worse he was groping Jenny's tit. I put the tray down about to say something to Frank when Samantha spoke. "Sissy Davina kneel." She pointed to the floor in front of the couch. Without a second thought I did as she said. I was confused, why was I obeying her, why was I kneeling before the three of them. I should have been protesting...in fact not doing as she said, yet I did. "Oh it is so sweet to see the confusion in their eyes," she sneered. "Their stupid pathetic brains not able to understand why they are doing what they are doing..." I looked at Jenny but she was watching me intently a slight smile on her face, Samantha continued. "Let me explain, I will make it simple so that feeble brain can follow. I met Jenny about a year ago, when she poured out her heart to me. Telling me all about her insipid husband, who never fucked her like a real man? Never threw her onto the bed and fucked her like a bitch. No the pathetic wimp waited for her to be in the mood...." she snickered. "I decided that this girl needed a good fucking, so I hooked her up with Frank and he showed her how a real man fucks....." she snickered at my gasp of shock "I also decided that I was going to make her pathetic husband a little more useful. I gave her some specially created mp3 hypnosis recordings that would turn him into a spunk loving whore...." Again I gasped trying to come to terms with what was happening to me. I should have kicked them all out of the house there and then but I did not....could not! In fact there was no anger I seemed to simply accept what Samantha was saying. "The first night was the hardest; Jenny had to fit the headphones in without waking you and then remove them when you woke in the morning. After that it was plain sailing because all the key words where laid down that first night. Since then you have slowly been programmed to hunger for the taste of spunk" they all laughed uproariously at my yelp of horror. Now I understood the burning hunger for spunk, I had been programmed by this woman....and my wife had been her accomplice! Samantha noticed the look I gave Jenny and snickered. "You are so pathetic you didn't even notice that you were licking Frank's spunk from you wife's pussy every Saturday night!" she laughed "Now Sissy Davina..." She had my full attention so I figured my name was a trigger word. "What do you crave?" "Spunk" "Well you know what you need to do to get it don't you" "Yes" I got to my feet and hurried upstairs, as I left the room they were all laughing and there was a clink of glasses. I dressed as quickly as possible and made the makeup extra slutty then I minced back downstairs, as an afterthought I removed my panties.......somehow I knew I was going to get my sissy pussy fucked tonight! I returned to find Frank standing completely naked in the center of the room. His cock stuck out lewdly in front of him, it must have been about ten inches long. My gaze was immediately drawn to it and I licked my lips seeing the heavy spunk filled balls. A gasp from Jenny diverted my attention and I looked at her to find her staring at me in wide eyed shock. I guess it was a shock for her to see me enfemme for the first time. Samantha on the other hand had a wide grin on her face. "Well don't let us stop you," quipped Samantha. Quickly knelt before Frank and took his hot hard cock in my hand. I then opened my mouth and took the whole length in one go burying my face in his hot sweaty crotch. This elicited an even louder gasp from Jenny, I guess seeing her husband take a ten inch cock without gagging was an even bigger shock than seeing me dressed as a woman. I should have stopped should have rebelled but there was no thought of this simply the need to taste this man's spunk. At this thought I began to work my tongue to add pleasure to the blow job. This time it was Franks turn to gasp and he grasped my head and started to fuck my mouth. "Quite a cock sucking slut of a husband you have," smirked Samantha. I glanced out of the corner of my eye to see how Jenny was reacting to my cock sucking skills. There was a complete look of shock on her face and I felt a slight pang of shame. Then I realised she had actually made me what I was! Frank began to fuck my face even harder and I realised he was about to cum. The telltale signs, balls twitching, cock head swelling and of course Franks grunting. Then my mouth was filled with hot salty spunk and I eagerly slurped it down, however there was so much that a trickle escaped and ran down my chin. I finished sucking the last few drops of delicious spunk from Franks softening cock and allowed it to pop from my mouth. "How do you feel now Sissy Davina......" snickered Samantha. "Wonderful," I answered with a beatific smile. "By the way you missed a bit," she pointed. I scooped the drip of spunk onto my finger and licked it off as if it were a delicious treat. As I did I locked eyes with Jenny and reddened at the look of disgust. "Yeah she is quite the spunk slut....." sneered Samantha. I blushed even redder at the female intimation. "But to really turn you into a cock whore you need that sissy pussy fucked!.." she laughed. "Since you have just taken Franks first load it looks like you are in for a long hard fuck." "No wait!" interrupted Jenny. Samantha's head snapped round and she growled at Jenny. "Is other a problem with that?" "Wait....I...I...I didn't...." stammered Jenny. "Didn't what.....want to change you pathetic husband into something more useful," sneered Samantha. "I didn't mean to go so far....make him.....please don't make him," she pleaded. I watched a wicked sneer spread across Samantha's lips and began to worry. "I have a confession to make..." Samantha sneered. "You see when I first met you I realised you were just as insipid as your husband. So I decide I was going to have you both..." I looked at Jenny and saw that the blood had drained from her face. "The head phones I gave you worked both ways so the first night you programmed your pathetic husband you also programmed yourself.......... Slave Jenny stand and remove all you clothes." I watched mesmerized as Jenny......now slave Jenny, without a quibbled stood and began to undress. "Slave Jenny kneel." She pointed at the floor beside me. Slave Jenny did as commanded and as she knelt she looked at me. I could see the beatific smile on her face but her eyes showed her true feelings, one of shock and fear, I wondered if she could see the same look on my face! "So when you have been coming to my place over the last few weeks you were not getting fucked by Frank. In fact you were going out whoring.....selling yourself to ten random men......" "No.....it can't be true," gasped slave Jenny. "Oh it's very true slut....I have several videos of you getting fucked in an alley just round the corner from the book store where your pathetic husband was guzzling spunk!" We both gasped in unison at this revelation. "That's right Sissy Davina I lied. It was not Frank's spunk you were licking from your wife's well fucked pussy but the spunk of the ten men that had fucked her that night," she laughed. "There are also plenty of videos of you sucking cock too," she winked. "I will leave a copy of the CD showing you both in action so you can watch it at your pleasure." "Now the one thing I did learn about you slave Jenny is that you are not so keen on pleasuring a woman. Well we are about to change that because I am going to make you my pussy slave." "No please!" begged slave Jenny. I looked at slave Jenny and could see the total look of horror in her eyes. "Slave Jenny crawl to me and lick my pussy," came the command. Despite her protest she immediately crawled between Samantha's legs and began lapping eagerly. I could hear slurping sounds and mewls from Jenny "Oh yes slave........get that tongue in nice and deep.......such an eager bitch!" crooned Samantha. I watched in shock as my wife became Samantha's pussy slut. Samantha fixed me with a stare and said, "Well Sissy Davina time to become a complete cock whore." At this I placed my head on the floor flaunting my sissy pussy at Frank. He needed no invitation and I felt him move behind me. Cold lubricant was poured onto my sissy pussy and I felt a finger slip inside, a second followed then a third and fourth. He began to slowly fuck my sissy pussy with his fingers getting me wet and hot for fucking then they were removed. I felt his rock hard cock slap into my ass crack and felt it slipped down until the head was positioned against my pussy lips. Without pause he thrust the whole hot hard length in until his manly balls smacked against my sissy balls! I gasped in pain but at the same time felt the pleasure of being full of manly cock. He then began to fuck me slowly and after just a few strokes I realised I was going to cum. I was not sure if it was his hot hard cock raking over my prostate every time he thrust into me or the fact that I had not cum in three weeks. I realised this with a shock, slave Jenny and I had not had sex in three weeks and I had not masturbated to fill the gap, part of the programming I guessed. It did not matter I was quickly heading towards my first sissygasm and nothing was going to stop it. I began to thrust back onto his cock and beg, "Fuck meeeeee.....make me cum....pleeeese!" I felt the first stirring of my sissygasm and my hand went instinctively between my legs. At the same time Samantha pushed slave Jenny from between her legs. "I think you're going to want to watch this," she smirked. "Your manly husband having her first sissygasm.......how pathetic!" Slave Jenny sat up and turned towards me the same beatific smile on her face but not in her eyes. No her eyes showed disgust....but was it for me or what she was being made to do? Her face was lathered in Samantha's pussy juices and as she watched me, she licked her lips. This had the effect of taking me over the edge and I screamed my release. I felt the hot juice splash into my waiting hand ....one ...two ...three spurts and then a few drops. As Frank continued to fuck me I raised the hand to my mouth and made to lick up the juices. "Sissy Davina stop!" ordered Samantha. I looked up to see slave Jenny looking at me wide eyed with shock. "See what a pathetic creature you have for a husband.......Sissy Davina beg!" "Please may I lick up my spunk Samantha?" I begged. "First you will address me as Mistress Samantha!.....understand?" "Yes Mistress Samantha." "Second it is not spunk....only men shoot spunk. Sissy wimps like you shoot sissy cream....now try again." The sight of all that......spunk......sissy cream right in front of me had my mouth watering and my hunger clamoring for satisfaction so eagerly I debased myself before my wife and my new Mistress. "Please Mistress Samantha...Please may I lick up all this tasty sissy cream....please?" I begged. I could see the look of shame in slave Jenny's eyes but the smile stayed in place. "Of course you can sissy...since you are now a complete spunk whore...what are you?" "A complete spunk whore Mistress" I whimpered before lapping eagerly at the sissy cream, licking my palm and fingers completely clean. Mistress Samantha grabbed slave Jenny's head and mashed her face back into her pussy. "Controlling pathetic sissy wimps makes me so horny...make me cum bitch!" she demanded. A few seconds later she was convulsing and screaming her release mashing her pussy harder into slave Jenny's face. Frank managed to make me cum a second time...which I of course licked up before he filled my sissy pussy with spunk. I now realized that both my holes had been filled with spunk making me indeed a complete spunk whore. Frank's cock popped from my pussy and at the same time Mistress Samantha pushed slave Jenny from between her legs. "Having a slave lap eagerly at my pussy is fantastic, but nothing beats a good hard cock to pleasure me...." she drawled. "Sissy Davina, lick Master Frank clean and get him hard so we can fuck" she ordered. I turned and buried my face in his crotch licking his sex slimed cock and balls. This had the effect of showing my well fucked sissy pussy to my wife and Mistress. "Well look at that well fucked sissy pussy leaking manly spunk...." snickered Mistress Samantha. "Mmmm I think it looks good enough to eat.....don't you Slave Jenny?" I could hear the smirk in her voice. "No Mistress Samantha," murmured slave Jenny. I knew what was coming and so did slave Jenny but we both knew we could not stop it, however Mistress Samantha turned the screw. "Well I think it's only fair....Sissy Davina has been licking spunk from your pussy for the last few weeks. I think it's time you returned the favor." "God no......please," begged slave Jenny. "Slave Jenny........." There was a pregnant pause....you could hear a pin drop, and even I had stopped licking Master Frank. "Clean Sissy Davina's pussy." I heard shuffling then felt her hot breath on my sissy pussy. There was a pause and I wondered if she was fighting and had managed to disobey the programming. Then I felt her hot wet tongue slide across my pussy. Not a tentative stroke, no one full of gusto, then I heard the gulp and the gasp as she swallowed the juices she had collected. To my shame I sighed at that hot wet touch and my cock sprang to life. "You know they say that even under hypnosis you can't make someone do something they don't want to do......." snickered Mistress Samantha. I blushed bright red understanding fully what she meant; there was a pause in Slave Jenny's licking so I assumed she was feeling the same shame......humiliation! "So what does that make you two sluts!" She laughed. I heard slave Jenny whimper but she continued licking my spunk filled pussy. Much like me she seemed to then abandon herself to her submission and soon her tongue was darting into my pussy as I finished getting Master Frank hard for Mistress Samantha. Mistress Samantha noticed this and grabbing him by the cock pulled him towards the bedroom. "Slave Jenny, Sissy Davina crawl to the bedroom and see how a real man fucks a real woman" she quipped over her shoulder. Obediently we followed slave Jenny in front. I must admit as I ogled her swaying ass I lamented on the fact I would probably never get to fuck her again. In the bedroom we were instructed to kneel at the bottom of the bed and watch. Mistress Samantha then enjoyed several climaxes as he fucked her pussy before finally shooting another load. They then enjoyed a long slow fuck whilst Master Frank fucked her ass. Exhausted they fell into a satiated sleep. I glanced at slave Jenny wanting to chastise her for her stupidity but there was no anger, in the end all I could do was smile. I am sure slave Jenny wanted to say something to me......perhaps apologies but she seemed unable to do so. Finally Mistress Samantha woke and stretched, she stepped off the bed and stepped between us. "Now let me see....how do you sluts like it?" A wicked grin creased her face. "I know Sissy Davina loves licking spunk from a well fucked pussy and Slave Jenny loves licking it from a well fucked ass." I heard slave Jenny sigh as she realised she was going to be licking spunk from another ass. "Oh and it is so much sweeter when they are reluctant to do so," she snickered. "Sissy Davina lick my pussy, Slave Jenny lick my ass," she commanded. She turned but instead of me facing her pussy I as facing her ass. Reluctantly we both began to shuffle round, but as we did so Mistress Samantha turned giggling. "What's the matter bitches don't you want to lick me" she mock pouted Finally she relented and I lapped avidly at her pussy tasting the sweet nectar of spunk mixed with her pussy juices. "Ahhhh that feels soooooo good, having two piggy tongues lapping at my holes.......bliss," she cooed. We even managed to bring her to a shuddering climax before she headed for the shower. Master Frank joined her and we were made to wash them clean before toweling them dry and then helping them dress. I had to dress Master Frank whilst he derided me as to what a pathetic excuse for a man I was. Slave Jenny dressed Mistress Samantha who told her about all the sapphic pleasures she was going to have to give. Before she left we were ordered to kneel by the door. "Okay bitches; from now on you are my whores. Every Saturday night you Sissy Davina will hit the adult book store. Now the punters have two holes to fuck you will make more money. The owner will take the money and a handsome cut so make sure you work hard. You Slave Jenny will be back on the street, this time you won't be turning down female punters....no matter what they want!" I looked at Slave Jenny and could see she was pale as a ghost with a complete look of shock in her eyes, I guess I must have looked the same. "I have plenty of pathetic wretches just like you dotted around the city.....how else do you think I could afford to live the high life," she snickered. "Now I will be sending over two more mp3 recordings. I have always wanted a sissy french maid so that is you next programming Sissy Davina. As for you Slave Jenny I am sure that ass of your is virginal and tight.....so an anal whore will be your next programming." We both gasped in unison. "Are we happy...bitches?" "Yes Mistress" we chorused together beatific smiles on our faces. She turned and headed for the door. "Oh and don't forget to watch the videos they are most education." The door closed on her cruel laugh. We turned to each other and watched as a tear trickled down our cheeks. ************************************************************* Note to readers: This story was inspired by a real hunger that has been frustrating me for over a year now. That is the need to dress, sissy maid preferably!