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Unexpected Meeting - Visiting a Friend
by strangefun
WARNING: This story contains graphic depiction of depraved sexual acts,
sisification, sexual abuse, humiliation and torture. Read at your own
discretion!
Once again, I am in my car, driving into the scary and exciting unknown...
Once again my lace-covered fingers grip the steering wheel, as I moan,
biting down on a large white ball gag, strapped tightly around my head.
Once again, I am not sure what to expect when I get there.
My mind is still processing what just happened between my wife and me. I
felt both deliriously happy that she so enthusiastically accepted me as a
sissy, HER sissy, and scared about loosing all control over my sex life...
Possibly not just the sex life... I felt that from now on, my entire life
would turn into continuous sexual act with everyone getting off at my
expense...
I wanted that life!
The car hit a rough patch of the road and I squealed into my gag as large
strap-on, fully inserted in my ass by the weight of my body sitting
impaled on top of it, delivered every bump on the road directly to my
penetrated insights. The strap-on that my loving wife left fully inserted
into my ass and strapped tightly around my hips and crotch after fucking
me senseless with it just an hour ago.
Is this what my future is going to be from now on? Always dressed in
ridiculous sissy clothing, penetrated, gagged, humiliated, abused and
obediently performing any degrading act I am ordered to do?
God, I hoped so! The thought made my caged clit push painfully against the
hard plastic. Always made to be dressed up, always in heels, always
plugged, always teased, humiliated, used, only allowed to cum from anal
penetration... And now I am going to my best friend's apartment, dressed
in such embarrassingly sissy things, gagged, penetrated, with my own cum
drying on my face, the smell of it, mixed with the smell of my wife's
pussy filling my nose, driving me crazy...
I am doing it! And I am both scared and eager to do that! Moaning from the
almost unbearable penetration, discomfort and horniness, I reveled in
apprehension and anticipation of another upcoming humiliation. I am a
humiliation whore, and there is no better place for a humiliation whore
that driving from one degrading fucking to... another?
I did not know what to expect from my friend. We knew each other for many
years, traveled together, played together, he was my best man at my
wedding, and just yesterday, I, dressed as a sissy fuckdoll, licked his
cum out of my wife's well-fucked by him pussy, as he fucked me in the ass
with his enormous dick. Granted, at that moment, neither of them knew it
was me, but now...
I moaned in growing discomfort in my chastity cage and involuntarily
humped the large dildo in my ass, vividly recalling the moment of
recognition, as I stood, sissified, in front of them, his cum and her
juices dripping from my face and ass... The moment of ultimate
humiliation, the highlight of my horny sissy adventures...
It was a short trip to his house, and in twenty minutes, continuously
moaning and fucking myself on the dildo in my ass, I pulled to the large
apartment complex that he lived in. It was pretty late, the parking lot
and the streets were deserted, yet I sat in my parked car shaking, scared
to get out, dressed as I was, deathly afraid of exposing myself in such
humiliating way to the outside world...
Finally, mastering all my courage, I took a final look around to make sure
no one could see my shame and degradation, and, opening the car door swung
my snow-white, shimmering legs out of the car and stood up unsteadily on
my 5-inch stilettos, moaning from the large rubber cock painfully shifting
inside my ass with every move, feeling my heartbeat pounding in my head.
Oh my God, I am really doing it! I am really going to walk through the
parking lot, into an apartment building's lobby, up the elevator, down the
corridor, and knock on my best friend's apartment door dressed in a tight,
corseted, hot pink sissy dress that was so short that it showed my plugged
ass on the back and the pink chastity cage in front!
The definitive and final "thump" of the closing car door sent shivers all
over my body. Clutching a little pink purse with my ID, car keys, lipstick
and condoms, I took my first step in my wobbly heels, amazed how loud they
sounded, echoing through the parking lot. Bracing myself and biting down
on the gag, I started walking towards the foyer, the sound of my high
heels on the pavement echoing in my ears to the beat of my racing heart,
feeling the cool night air on my exposed ass and balls. What will I do if
I meet somebody? What will they do?
If anyone would look out of their window at this late hour, they would see
a ridiculous figure in a short, little girl's pink dress with tiny,
corseted waist and puffy little skirt, long, slender, glittering legs
shining like a beacon in the light of the street lamps, hot pink doll wig
framing a pale, scared face with large, made-up eyes and hot pink lips
wrapped around large, white ball gag, teetering unsteadily on very high,
hot pink fuck-me pumps, clearly a kinky slut heading in to be fucked -
looking at me, there could be no doubt about my purpose and goal.
A horny sissy fuckdoll.
Scared, excited, humiliated, horny sissy fuckdoll.
I opened the front door and walked into a brightly lit foyer, immediately
noticing the security camera. Blushing, I stepped to the keypad and dialed
my friend's apartment extension, noticing my covered in lace, girly
fingers on the keys.
The phone rang.
- Hello? - My friend's voice boomed from the speaker.
In stupor I suddenly realized that was still gagged.
- Hello? Who is there?
Yeah, like he doesn't know that I am coming...
- Mghhn mgh! - The large ball gag really did its job well turning my words
in unintelligible garbage.
- Who?
He was definitely having fun with this, while I stood, exposed, in a
brightly lit foyer, in front of the security camera.
- Mghhnm mgh... Mghlh... - I whimpered pathetically.
The door buzzed and I hurried to open it and step in.
The interior of the lobby was covered in mirrors. My shame and degradation
was reflected back to me from all around, as I walked to the elevators,
the sound of my heels amplified by the marble floor, watching in disbelief
at the ridiculous sissy, stammering on her high heels. Oh please, let
there be no one in the elevator...
The elevator doors opened and I almost fainted, seeing a figure in it,
before realizing that it was my own reflection in the mirror. Seeing
myself up close, I moaned into my gag, barely believing that this kinky,
horny, pathetic sissy is actually me! The sissy slut in the mirror
looked... Hot! My clit twitched in its cage, as I walked into the
elevator, admiring my long, slender, shiny legs, and pressed the button,
unable to look away from the sexy pink-and-white fuckdoll in the mirror. I
looked so... Fuckable! I hoped he liked me like this... I so wanted him to
like me like this!
The lift started its movement and I felt it with the large cock shifting
in my ass, as I moaned and ran my gloved hands all over my trapped,
sissified body. The doors dinged and opened. Poking my gagged head out and
seeing an empty corridor, I stepped out and minced past two rows of doors,
keenly aware that there are people behind them, who would only need to
open their door to find me, locked, gagged and plugged sissy fuck toy,
walking down their corridor.
I wandered how many of them would be disgusted with a man, dressed in such
demeaning way, and how many would not mind using this fuck toy to blow
their loads in and on it...
Finally, I was standing in front of the familiar door, and, with my heart
once again in my throat, gingerly knocked.
I waited for excruciating eternity, standing in the long corridor in front
of the familiar door with my twitching, locked penis and bare ass exposed,
biting on the gag and clenching my ass around the large dildo, looking
down in shame and seeing my tiny, corseted waist accentuated my the short
puffed-up skirt with shaking, slender, stocking-clad legs, unsteadily
ending at the insanely girly, almond-toed, hot pink pumps. I looked - and
felt - so embarrassingly... Sexy!
The lock clicked and the door swung open.
Blushing profusely, my heart banging against my chest, cinched by the
tight corset, I looked up and saw my best friend standing in the doorway,
dressed in a large, comfortable bathrobe, and I instantly knew that he was
completely naked underneath.
He was looking me up and down with amused expression on his face, as my
face was getting redder and redder. I felt so ridiculous standing in front
of my best friend in my pink high heels, little girl's dress, pink wig,
tiny pink cage with my locked weenie, my own cum drying up on my gagged
face... I lowered my eyes in shame and suddenly noticed movement in the
folds of his bathrobe. He was getting aroused! Aroused by this pathetic
little sissy standing in his doorway!
Smirking, he finally opened the door fully and stepped to the side,
allowing me to mince in, shutting the door behind me.
I walked to the middle of the living room, blushing under his hungry gaze,
not knowing where to put my hands - I was not used to having them free
while being on display. He noticed that, and getting up walked up to me,
looking down on my gagged, crusty face even with me wearing five-inch
pumps, slowly undid the long belt on his bathrobe, making my heart race
even more. He span me around, pulling my arms behind my back and I felt
the soft belt looped around my arms, just above my elbows. A moment later,
I was moaning into my gag as he cinched my elbows together and kept
looping the long, soft belt down my forearms to my shaking wrists, tying
them so familiarly uncomfortably tight.
I was now helpless again, completely out of control of what was about to
happen to me, again a choiceless fuck doll, bound, gagged and plugged,
ready to use - my most favorite sexual position - but this time, I was no
longer anonymous. This time, I am going to be used by a person, who I knew
well and who thought knew me well too.
Through all my sissy clothes, I could feel his body heat behind me as he
placed his hands on my corseted waist and drew my trembling body closer to
him. My gloved fingers suddenly felt his rock-hard dick in the folds of
the now unbelted bathrobe, and I felt the blood rush to my face in
embarrassment, shame and excitement. Here I am, dressed as kinky sissy
doll, wrapping my fingers around my best friend's hard cock pressed
against my bound hands, as he manhandled my sissified, bound body. I felt
his searing breath on my neck, and my knees got week, as I melted in his
hands, feeling wanted, sexy, owned... I've always immensely enjoyed being
used as a mindless sissy fuck toy, but this was so much different, so
sexy, so safe, so very sensual... He had to help me stand on my heels as I
swooned from his touch, my head spinning, unable to control myself. I was
never attracted to guys, only to their abuse, but now I suddenly and
overwhelmingly understood how it is to be a woman, completely and
inescapably smitten by a man, shaking with horniness, desire and
anticipation, wanting, craving to be touched, used, penetrated... Moaning
into my gag, I riled in his hands, squeezing his huge, rock-hard cock in
my lace-covered fingers, wanting him to take me any way he wants, craving
to satisfy him, loving this new feeling of willing sexual servitude, my
own caged penis screaming inside it's tight shell, my sore ass pulsating,
stretched over the large strap-on, mind turned into a horny jelly, unable
to think about anything, and I just drank in that incredible feeling as
his hands roamed all over my sissified body.
Reaching intimately and sensually between my shaking legs, his probing
fingers found my twitching chastity cage and he flicked it around,
eliciting more horny moans from me, while he laughed an commented:
- I have no idea how do you stuff your cockette into this tiny thing! Must
dive you crazy not be able to get a hard-on or play with yourself! Wait,
what is this?
His fingers traced the straps of the strap-on that's been so wonderfully
and torturously filling up my ass. He crouched down lifting my tiny
petticoats and I felt his hot hands on my naked butt cheeks:
- Oh my god, really? She left this huge thing in you? And you drove here
like this? That is so cruel and kinky!
I blushed in embarrassment, as he mercilessly pushed on the base of the
large dildo, making me twitch and cry into my gag, as he continued,
laughing:
- You know, I helped her pick this for you! We stopped at the sex shop on
our way back from... Well, you remember! Imagine how embarrassed I was,
they probably though she was buying it to use on me! But that's probably
nothing compared to you having it crammed all the way in and strapped so
tightly!
He pushed it in a few more times, obviously enjoying my horny, tortured
moans and stepped back, sitting down on the couch, leaving me shaking in
horny haze, barely standing in the middle of the room on my wobbly high
heels and weak, shaking knees, breathing heavily, moaning into my gag and
humping the empty air in the sudden absence of his touch.
- Wow, this really gets you riled up, doesn't it? - I heard from the couch
through the pink, horny fog - Damn, girl, you really look sexy! Never
though I would say that about my best friend! Come here, you sexy slut, we
need to talk!
I minced toward him and he patted his thigh for me to sit on. Blushing, I
gingerly lowered my bum on his lap, moaning like a whore as the weight of
my body drove the rubber cock even deeper into my ass, until I was filly
sitting on his knees, with my locked hot pink pumps dangling in the air.
He put his hot hand on my thigh and suddenly, bounced me on his knee like
a little girl, making me cry and moan as the large, unyielding shaft
transferred the movement directly to my stretched insights. He started
talking, continuing to gently bounce me on his knee, holding me by my
narrow, corseted waist with one hand and rubbing my stocking-clad thighs
with another:
- Listen, we've been friends for a long time, but this is definitely goes
way beyond any friendship. Plus, I would not be able to treat anyone like
this, unless I knew hey were enjoying it, and it certainly looks like you
do. Do you?
I moaned loudly as he punctuated his question with a stronger bounce and,
in shame, nodded my gagged head.
- And you want me to keep doing it, do you?
Again, a bounce, a moan and a shameful nod.
- Well, in that case, when I see you dressed like this, I will treat you
like a sissy whore you want to be. Even worse! There are so many cruel and
kinky things I want to do to you! And when I see you dressed normally, we
will try to be the pals we always were. Though, from the looks of things,
I doubt that you'll be spending much time in your "normal" clothes from
now on!
His hot, heavy hand, rubbing my legs through the thin, sensual nylon drove
me nuts with desire and lust. I tried to concentrate on his words, but
failed miserable, just reveling in his attention. Suddenly, I felt his
dick pushing against my leg through the soft plushy fabric of his robe,
and I blushed in embarrassment, as he continued:
- As to your wife and me... Seems like all three of us are pretty happy
with the arrangement, so I'll take over your "husbandly duties", and you
will be our jizz rag and sex toy. Would you like that, little slut?
The question was largely rhetorical, for I wasn't given much if any choice
in the matter, and I nodded in shame and horny excitement.
- Well, that it's settled! Why don't you dance for me a little, you sexy
slut!
His words made me moan in horniness overload and blush in embarrassment at
the same time. He bounced me off his knee, and, moaning and blushing, I
stood in front of him, gyrating my hips, humping the dildo in my ass,
reveling in the tightness of my bonds, slobbering around the gag, rubbing
my knees together, not as much dancing as masturbating, delirious in my
over-stimulated, horny, yet denied and frustrated state.
I lost myself in this bound syssy 's horny dance, when, suddenly, I
noticed him slowly rubbed his giant dick sticking out between the folds of
his robe, and I blushed even more - my best friend is jerking off watching
me, dressed as a sissy slut, performing my pathetic, horny dance for him!
I felt embarrassment and shame for being a male, dressed in such
inappropriately female things that no real female would wear, chastised,
impaled on a large strap-on that I was fucked senseless with just an hour
or so ago by my wife, gagged and bound, made to perform for another
male... At the same time I felt a strange, horny feeling of pride for
being able to cause such arousal in someone I care so much about, second
time in just one incredible day... Yes, I am a pathetic sissy slut, a
voiceless sex toy for anyone to use, but I am sexy and I am wanted! Yes,
wanted purely for sexual reasons, but that's exactly what makes my tiny
pink locked cage under my tiny pink skirt twitch in tortured excitement!
He watched me intently, slowly stroking his cock, and it made me very
self-conscious, embarrassed, and so very, very horny, remembering the
overwhelming feeling of being penetrated by that cock just the other day,
that now seemed so long time ago with all the wonderfully sexy, scary and
humiliating things that have happened since... Back then, he did not know
it was me, I was just some pathetic sissy him and my wife rented for the
night from my temporary master to have some fun with while I was away on
"business trip". This time the mask was off, he knew that this pathetic,
pink, bound sissy humping the air in horny frustration is his best friend,
and I knew that he is stroking his rock-hard, huge cock aroused by me,
performing for him in such humiliating, slutty, kinky way...
Now, I could not take my eyes off his cock. I wanted it in me badly. Only
now I fully understood the phrase "cock-hungry whore" - I've never craved
cock before, only the abuse and humiliation that came with the various
dicks forcibly and torturously inserted in my holes... He noticed my
stare, and fully opening his unbelted robe, motioned me in:
- You want this, sissy? Get on your knees and come here!
Blushing furiously, I gingerly lowered myself down, moaning from the
pressure of the strap-on shifting in my distended ass, and crawled on my
knees towards him, between his spread legs, until the huge, glistening,
mushroom head of his penis was almost touching my gagged lips.
He smelled clean, which was another change from my usually musky and
revolting users. He washed up for me! I felt touched, than I felt ashamed
for feeling touched by this.
He reached towards me, pulled the ball gag out of my sore mouth, letting
it hang around my neck and leaned back.
- Go ahead, sissy, get your fill!
I was looking at the large head, bobbing just inches in front of my face.
I was never given a choice in the matter before, nor did I want it, but
this time, having to make such unnatural for a male act on my own seemed
even more degrading and humiliating, making it even sexier for me.
Trembling and blushing fiercely, I wrapped my lips around the tip of the
large head.
The touch of his cock on my lips felt electric. Smooth and firm, silky,
salty with pre-cum, and so big! I started kissing and licking his large
head like the girls I saw in porno flicks, and he moaned in obvious
pleasure, his huge dick twitching against my lips and tongue. My whole
body shaking from uncontrollable horniness, I greedily tried to fit his
head into my mouth, opening my jaws as wide as I could, and, after a few
slobbering tries, finally getting his head past my lips, being careful not
to touch the sensitive skin with my teeth, locking my lips behind and
sucking on it with all my might, and he groaned again, bucking his hips,
pushing it deeper in my mouth.
The head of his cock completely filled my mouth. With a hot wave of shame,
I suddenly realized that now I am truly a cocksucker, willingly putting
other man's penis in my mouth. Granted, that I was cross-dressed, locked
and bound, but this time a dick was not forced into my gag-opened mouth -
I, myself have put it in there!
That thought overwhelmed me, pushing my horniness over the edge. My whole
body shuddered uncontrollably, ass gripping the large rubber cock, as I
felt my compressed dick spasm, and, penetrated on both ends, shaking,
gagging, sobbing and moaning, I started to climax, feeling my cum just
running out of my twitching, useless, locked penis.
I felt his dick twitch in my mouth, and, raising my tearing eyes, I saw
his red face looking down at me with the expression of pure horniness and
lust. Our eyes locked, and he groaned, grabbing my head with both hands
and, roughly pushing my face on his dick, exploded inside my mouth with
such force that his cum squirted out of the corners of my stretched lips.
Almost passing out from the sensory overload, I felt his hot cum
completely fill my already full mouth and run in a torrent down my throat,
and I gagged and coughed, shooting thick wads of his cum out of my nose,
and he just kept cumming, and so did I, coughing, crying, almost passing
out from the lack of oxygen and overstimulation, feeling so ashamed for
shooting my load just from taking a dick in my mouth, so pitiful, so
pathetic, so sexy...
Suddenly I felt my head being pulled off his penis - it exited my mouth
with a slobbering "pop" - and I felt the last couple of squirts hit me in
the face with considerable force, flooding my eyes, and I heard his groans
of satisfaction and my own coughing moans as the last drips of cum
squirted out of my compressed, bent down and locked penis.
We both stayed like that for a moment breathing heavily, him spent,
leaning back on the couch and me, hands bound, kneeling between his legs,
cum dripping down my soaked face and out of my aching, trapped penis,
feeling it pooling in my still open mouth, pathetically blowing cum
bubbles out of my nose, running down my throat and neck, sobbing, not able
to see much through the slime, filling my eyes.
Perfectly humiliated, cum-soaked, cock-sucking sissy.
I felt him lean forward.
- Damn, sissy, you made me shoot my load before I even got to your throat!
What a sexy little slut you are, I would have never guessed! Wow, you
drained me completely! Here, let's put this back in...
He stuffed the large white ball gag, hanging around my neck, back into my
cum-filled mouth. I did not even had a chance to swallow, and my now
gagged mouth remained filled with his cum, making me feel so perfectly
humiliated.
- Get up, sissy!
I struggled to get back on my shaking legs, helped by his strong grip,
moaning from the large rubber cock uncomfortably shifting inside my abused
ass with every move, struggling to catch my breath against the tight,
unyielding grip of the corset. He undid the bathrobe belt synching my
elbows and wrists together, and my numb hands hung freely and uselessly as
I stood on my wobbly heels, covered in his and my own cum, sobbing into
the gag, spent, ashamed, humiliated, and yet content and happy in my
degradation. I felt in place. This is what I wanted - to be used and
humiliated, degraded to the point of a used jizz rag... I just never
thought that it would be my best friend's cum running down my throat and
sissified face...
Through the fog of my horny humiliation, I heard his voice:
- Next time we'll go deep, I want to see you eyes bulge as I skewer your
throat! No girl was able to deep throat me, I am too big for that, but I
have high hopes for you! It's late, go home, sissy, say "hi" to your wife
from me, tell her that I will see her tomorrow after work - may be three
of us will grab a bite to eat and go out to some kinky club. And, since
you seem to like my cum so much, later you could have another helping
straight out of her tight pussy!
I sobbed into my gag in humiliation as he, laughing merrily, grabbed my
shoulders and ushered me out of his apartment, getting me out of the door
with a strong slap on my bare ass that echoed though the corridor, and I
heard the door closing behind me.
With my fingers still numb from the bondage, I cleared his cum out of my
eyes, so I could see where I was going. A brightly-lit, empty corridor
stretched in front of me, and I started to walk towards the elevators,
feeling his cum dripping down my face on now completely soaked front of
the dress and my own cum slithering down my stocking-clad legs, not really
caring any more if anyone would open their door at this very late hour and
see a pathetic, used, cum-covered sissy on her walk of shame.
Disheveled, pathetic, gagged, cum-soaked figure in the elevator mirror
made me blush in shame as my insatiable clit twitched in its cage. I
looked so sexy! My kind of sexy, anyway...
As I walked through the parking lot, feeling the coolness of the outside
air on my cum-soaked face and thighs, I noticed the involuntary, sexy
swing of my hips, shifting the large rubber cock inside my ass with every
step and smiled into my gag, fully enjoying the exposure, humiliation,
constant penetration, feeling hot, venerable, and incredibly sexy.
If I am a sissy, than I'll be the best sissy out there.
From the author: I hope you enjoyed the story. Write a review; let me know
what you think! Or talk to me directly at [email protected] (yahoo
chat: strangefun2). Stay strange!
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