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Chatwhore - Pt. 3 free porn video
Chatwhore - Pt. 3
3 weeks later...I am just back from the hair salon standing in front of
my mirror. My hair is now cut in a bob style. It is beginning to grow
out and the girls won't allow me to cut it anymore. It was embarrassing
asking the woman at the hair salon for this haircut but it was already
in a pixie cut so it wasn't so bad. At least when I went to work I could
comb it differently and make it look a little bit like how a man's hair
usually looks.
I have an hour until I must report to Miss Rachel. Walking into my
bedroom I open my closet door. It is full of girl's and women's clothes
now. I feared that the girls would extort tons of money out of me but so
far, they haven't asked for much. Instead they constantly send me links
and pictures of things I need to buy for myself to be a better girl. I
don't have much choice really and I do get so very excited when I'm
dressed. And I get to cum whenever I want. I know lots of sissies seem
to really get off on the idea of chastity but not me! Who wants to be
denied the ability to jerk off? I do it all the time. Even though they
have been enslaving me I have still found myself jerking off to the cute
picture the girls sent of themselves and imaging them laughing at their
'frilled' sissy doing their bidding. I survey the contents of my closet.
So many dresses. Mostly white, black, and blue. And pink. The girls have
made sure that I have lots and lots of cute girly pink clothes. They
tell me it is a reminder of my new reality. The dresses are in all
different styles. They like to dress me lots of clothes for younger
girls but then they also like me in slutty looking outfits too. I spent
a lot of time shopping online at Forever21 now. One day they will make
me make purchases from the girl's section and the next in the women's.
So, I look at my dresses hanging in a row and try to decide what to wear
for my shift as chatwhore. I let my fingers run through them. The cute
baby blue slip dress, The silky white halter dress, the pretty black
prom dress, the flirty white a-line dress, the obligatory 'little black
dress', the pink tube dress, assorted cami dresses and all the others.
I can't make up my mind. I look at all of my skirts hanging in another
row. Jean skirts in every color of the rainbow. Ruffled skirts, pleated
skirts, miniskirts, micro-mini skirts, wrap skirts, paneled skirts,
pencil skirts. Skirts of denim and lace and silk and leather. I have
enough to open a store now. I look at my blouses and tops. A flirty pink
off the shoulder flounce top is first in the row. There are peasant tops
and halter tops and cami tops, babydoll tops, lace-up tops, tops with
flutter sleeves and cap sleeves, with scoop necks and sweetheart necks,
lace tops, open tops, off-the-shoulder tops. Folded nearby are a stack
of cute tanks. The one on top has little pictures of Minnie mouse all
over it. Another pile are all of my graphic tees. These say things like
'girls rules, boys drool' and 'princess' and 'mermaids forever' on them.
I'm just not sure what to wear. Lately I am just tired all the time. My
work is suffering and just last week I was dropped from my salaried
position and reduced to an hourly rate and passed over for a promotion.
My boss actually reprimanded me for my poor work. How could I explain to
him the cause of my lack of focus? I open my panty drawer and pick out a
pair of lacy boycut panties with a cute ribbon centered over the top. I
slide them up my newly shaven legs and search for the matching strapless
bra that goes with them. With so much practice lately it only takes me a
moment to attach my pretty bra. I opt for my white seamed stockings and
sit on the bed but in a moment I am back up and grabbing my white garter
belt. Once it is fastened around my waist above my panties I sit back
down and slow slide each white stocking up my legs. I hook the fronts
first and then comes the challenging part; trying to attach my stockings
in the back. On the first try the hook slips out of my fingers. I
wriggle my butt around and get a better angle and attach the straps on
the next try. Standing in front of the mirror I pose in my bra, panties,
stockings, and garter belt. My sissy penis is nicely tucked and the
front of my pretty panties is relatively flat. I fight a growing hard on
as I look my legs up and down in the stockings, my panties nicely framed
by my garter belt. Since I have put my panties on before my stockings
and garter I am effectively trapped for the coming few hours in front of
the computer. I turn and look at my butt in the mirror. It looks
inviting and girly covered in baby blue lace, the seams of my white
stockings running straight down each leg.
I walk to the closet and pull my newest dress off the hanger. It is pink
vinyl and when it is on me I can see that it is skin tight. Miss Rachel
is sure to approve. After all, she is the one who made me buy it.
Bending down I scan my growing row of high heels and finally grab a pair
of pink six inch spike heels and go back to the bed to put them on. I
strap them on and take tiny steps to my new makeup table and sit down. I
begin to apply each item slowly and when I am finished I make my way
over to the computer and turn on my cam and log onto the chat where
Mistress Rachel is waiting.
"Hello princess! Are you excited about your shift tonight? You are
getting so good at this sissy. And yes, I approve of your uniform for
tonight. You look adorable. Too bad the men can't see you. Yet. Lol. Is
your mouth ready to suck lots of dicks? Is your pretty made up face
ready to be painted with load after load of manly cum? I thought so!
Good girl. You don't want to disappoint me do you Megan? Okay do a good
job whore. Oh yeah! You will get a package from me tomorrow. Hope you
like it!! Bye! Ttyl slut."
I turned off my cam and started fielding messages from horny men. I was
getting better and sorting out the ones who would just waste my time.
The men who just wanted pics to jerk off to or wanted me to go on cam.
Or wanted to know if I had a dog. Gross! Or wanted to worship me. Haha!
Or just had no game. I needed aggressive men who knew what they wanted.
Men who would force me to pleasure them. Of course, there was no way of
predicting which men would simply just log off once they came. I would
just suddenly get a message saying the user was no longer connected.
Then I would know I just got used like the cheapest of sluts. At one
point I tried to figure out how many men I had now helped to cum but it
was impossible. There were too many. At least 10 men a night for many
weeks now. I noticed something disconcerting too. I was getting more and
more excited sometimes. I mean from the very first I would find that I
was wet in my panties from leaking precum after my job was done. I
chalked it up to my pretty clothes. I mean I'm not gay or anything
right? But lately...I noticed that when the men would talk about
stroking my pretty hair or sitting me on their laps I would get
especially aroused in my panties. I tried to ignore it. I tried to
ignore that it was starting to give me a feeling of satisfaction when
they would pat me on the head and tell me I was a good little cumwhore.
My final chat of the evening was like that:
Mrsir: hi pretty girl
Megan: hai
Mrsir: sits you on his lap
Mrsir: plays with your hair. Stroking it. Whispers in your ear 'have
you been a good girl today?'
Megan: No sir
Mrsir: strokes your little legs with his big hands.
Mrsir: Oh you have been naughty! Were you flirting with boys again
Megan?
Megan: Yes sir. I was showing them my panties.
Mrsir: Get over my knee Megan. Lifts your skirt. Pulls down your
panties.
Mrsir : Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Now are you going to be a good girl
Megan?
Megan: Ow yes sir. I will obey.
Mrsir: Good girl. Slide down off my lap now. Put your hands around my
cock.
Mrsir: Take it in your mouth. All the way. In and out now Megan. Use
yout tongue
Megan: Yes sir. If I do a good job will you buy new bras and panties?
Mrsir: I'll think about it. Be a good whore you naughty girl. Suck it
Megan: Sucks and swirls her tongue on your cock
Mrsir: Yes. MMM. Just like that honey. Make a mess. Drool.
Megan: Sucks and drools
Mrsir: Mm Yes. So good at sucking dick aren't you slut?
Mrsir: Gonna cum now slut. Where do you want it?
Megan: Oh plz plz make it cum on my face plz?
Mrsir: Pulls his cock out of your mouth. Paints your face with his hot
cum. Rubs it in with his cock.
Mrsir: Such a good little girl. You look so pretty with my cum all over
your face and in your hair. Let it dry there. Get in the car so we can
pick out your pretty new bra and panty set princess
After I logged off I went straight to my bed and laid down and began
stroking. I imagined the man from the chat was there with me. Touching
me all over. Whispering in my ear. My mouth making him so excited. The
cum heavy on my face. Him holding my hand as I shopped for bras and
panties. I came so hard at the thought. The cum showered my new pink
vinyl dress which was hitched up over my hips. My legs shivered and my
pointy heels shook as I held them spread in the air feeling the last
spurts erupt.
I slept in my white baby doll nightie until the doorbell woke me just
after nine a.m. As promised, there was a package for me. I opened it
up. There was a note from Mistress Rachel on top. Underneath I could
some weird pink contraption and a bottle. Oh shit! A chastity device
with key inserted. A bottle of pills marked Estrogen.
To be continued.....
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