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The spray of warm water from the shower hit my back and dribbled down to
my feet and then the floor. I was kneeling uncomfortably on hard shower
tiles, but I was no stranger to discomfort and at this point it was quite
frankly the least of my concerns. The greater of those would be the fat,
semi erect, uncircumcised cock that was currently being rubbed all over
my face by Daddy. I kept my eyes locked on his, as per instructions.
Remembering Melanie's advice I also gave him a forced dopey-looking grin,
though my fearful eyes told a very different story.
"Good girl," he said with that dreaded self-satisfied, soft voice. "Give
it a kiss"
As he swiped his cock across my face again he stopped right as the tip
came into contact with my lips. I leaned in and grabbed it in my hand,
not wanting to upset him. His massive girth meant my hand could barely
fit my hand around it. I trembled as I kissed its glistening tip, staring
directly into his eyes. A shiver went through my whole body. I could feel
him tensing and getting harder.
I felt his hands grasp the back of my skull firmly, and almost fainted
from the claustrophobic feeling of being totally encased in his bear-like
palms. As he began to slowly pull me towards him, my lips naturally
parted to embrace his girthy tip. His grip was iron, and I panicked as I
realized there was nothing I could do to stop this from happening.
"If I feel even a bit of your teeth slut...." He let the sentence linger
in the air, incomplete, allowing me to mentally fill inthe blank with a
grab bag of unpleasant and horrible situations. Terrified, I opened wide
as I could and let his monster slide between my softened and plumped
lips. I struggled not to heave as he filled my mouth with his meat,
sinking it just deep enough to tickle my gag reflex....
"Hyuckkk... hih.... hih."
I panted and choked as he grasped my skull and began pumping in and out,
coating my mouth once again in that sweaty and salty man taste. Briefly
looking down, I was startled to realize only half of him was inside of
me! With how stuffed my mouth was I had just assumed it was the whole
thing. My eyes were wide with fear, if he went deeper I would surely
choke. Trying to keep him satisfied, I flicked my tongue across his cock,
unintentionally giving myself a sickening taste of the area between his
tip and his foreskin. He moaned in approval and began pumping faster. I
began to feel dizzy and my vision blurred, as he spoke in a frantically
aroused tone.
"You have no idea how good it feels to -uh- be able to do this to you....
taking a weak and trapped little man and two hours later he's a dolled up
tart giving me a blowjob with collagen enhanced lips... it's just so
incredible how absolutely fucked you are Bella."
I stared duitifully up in his eyes as he spoke down to me, trying me best
to keep my gag reflex under control as his musky fragrant cock fucked my
mouth like it was a pussy.
"Cutie-cunts like you don't ever escape or run away... they just get
girlier.... and girlier..... and girlier....."
With each time he said it, he drove himself deeper and harder into me,
until I was loudly gagging and gasping as his juicy meat stick filled my
mouth and throat to the point I thought I might literally burst. As drool
poured out the sides of my mouth and dribbled down my chin a more
exestential horror began to occur me. His cock slid in out of my kissy-
lips with such ease.... they were... they were perfect for this. A cock
belonged inside of them. An empty pit formed in my stomach at the thought
that I was being turned into something that belonged as a cocksucker,
something that was made for it.
He stopped pumping rather suddenly, and I felt his cock begin to shudder
in my mouth. I dutifully maintained eye contact with him in fear as he
grabbed my hair painfully to hold me in place as his thick nut juice
filled my mouth. At first I felt it spraying down my throat, ironically
grateful that he was so deep inside me that I couldn't really taste his
batter. But he slowly began pulling me back as his cock slid out along my
smooth soft lips. He left another deposit in my mouth as he exited, and
my cheeks puffed out as I tried to avoid swallowing his load. A drop of
cum dribbled our from between my lips as his cock slid out from them, and
hung limply in front of me, glistening with the thick coat of saliva from
my mouth and throat. I marveled at the fact that this monsterous member
had just been inside of me.
I looked into his mocking eyes, with my cum filled mouth, frozen with
horror and humiliation.
"Bella," he said with a faint tone of disapproval. He seemed to have a
bit of a relaxed air to him post orgasm, but I could still hear the
implied threat behind his tone.
"Girls like you ALWAYS swallow their treats. It doesn't really matter if
you want to or not. It's what your going to do. then afterwards you can
give it a kiss goodbye and thank me."
I felt cornered, giving him what he wanted would be yet another small
surrender, one that would sting ever so much to give, but what could
resistance achieve but more pain and him getting what he wanted
eventually. My eyes watered up as I swallowed the thick salty mixture,
shuddering as I felt it travel down my throat.
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Five minutes later, the tight pink dress had been slipped back over my
shuddering figure and my platform sandals had been delicately placed on
my feet. He grasped my sweaty palm in his mammoth hands and lead me back
out onto the floor of the saloon.
I hung my head in shame, though my new chin-length bob barely covered my
tarted up face, as the ladies in the saloon suppresses giggles and
whispers as we passed them by. Daddy had not allowed me to shower again
after sucking him, and the stench of his cock and cum hung heavy around
my face.
Melanie stood at the end in the elevated bondage chair, arms crossed,
with a smirk on her face. I couldn't bring myself to make prolonged eye
contact with her.
"Enjoy your shower, Bella?" she asked with a knowing smile. "Anything
exciting happen in there?"
As Daddy wrapped his hands around my waist and hoisted my onto the chair,
she fanned the air in front of her nose in an exaggerated fashion as I
grew close to her, and did a fake fainting motion.
"Whoa there Dickbreath!" she exclaimed mockingly, loud enough for the
whole saloon to here. "Next time you blow some man you just met in the
shower like a stupid slut, try brushing your teeth afterwards!"
"Yes Miss Serrano. My apologies," I said in a helpless tone.
The nail technician in the next chair over let out a hearty laugh at
Melanie's comment. How could these girls be so callously cruel, I
thought. What had I ever done to them?
I was strapped back into the chair and a flurry of activity happened all
at once. The world around me blurred as the shameful and unavoidable fact
that I had just sucked his cock and swallowed his load settled into my
chest. I may have known better logically, but I couldn't escape the
feeling this was my fault: why hadn't I resisted more? Why had I sucked
so easily? Had I "let" this happen to me? The thick and salty taste of
his cum smothered every one of my taste buds. Feelings of guilt and shame
layered themselves into the cauldron of humiliation swilling around in my
mind. Melanie hummed pleasantly while she strapped me tightly back into
the chair, but truth be told all the will to fight or escape had been
drained from my body.
Melanie was fast and effective, jerking my body around in quick singular
motions to achieve the finishing touches on her transformation of me. Two
inch acrylic nails were snapped on my finger, in a hot pink hue that
matched the tips of my hair. My toes nails were decorated similarly.
Finally, that same sickening pink was applied to my lips, and then coated
in a glittery lip gloss.
Out the corner of me eye, I noticed Daddy slowly approaching my chair. I
snapped back into focus just in time for him to reach his muscular arm
down under my dress and give my nuts a tight and unforgiving squeeze. My
vision went white with pain, and I opened my mouth to scream. Before I
could get out my exclamation I felt his other hand grab my tongue and
pull it as far out as it would go. I heard a soft click and my tongue
exploded into pain, faster than I could process what happened. As Daddy
swabbed my tongue with rubbing alcohol, I saw Melanie holding a piercing
gun and put two and two together. How did they ever expect me to live a
normal life with all of these changes? Before I could truly contemplate
the consequences, Melanie went to work rapid fire with the piercing gun,
catching me in my lower lip, septum, and both ears, while Daddy kept his
hands cradled around my balls in an unspoken warning about what would
happen if I made too much noise.
I lay fuming in the chair as Melanie finished up the job, clipping in a
series of earrings and rings to my new piercings, and finishing up with a
pearl-like stud on my tongue. I swished my tongue around my mouth
akwardly, getting used to the new sensation of the stud and the ring on
the left side of my upper lip. I hated to say it but Melanie and Mister
Samson had defintely achieved their goal, I felt like an entirely new
person than the akward diminutive man in a dress that had been dragged
into the salon just a few hours ago.
"Just one more thing Dickbreath," Melanie said, unstrapping my restraints
and leading me towards the backrooms again. I was legitimately unsure
what more they could do to me at this point, but nevertheless I began to
mentally prepare myself for the worst. To my relief Mr Samson did not
follow, which felt like a good thing, though Melanie has certainly done a
good job of demonstrating how cruel she could be on her own.
We turned down the hallway, but entered a different door, into some sort
of photo shoot room. A few boxes of props sat off to one side next to
bulletin board with a series of photos tacked to it. In the center of the
room lay a white backdrop facing an expensive looking camera on a tripod.
"Given as you just got a whole make-over for free Bella you're going to
do a photos for my professional portfolio, got it Dickbreath?" she said
with a snap of her fingers.
"Yes Miss Serrano!" I couldn't pretend her ordering me around wasn't
creating a bit of a stirring in my locked up manhood, she was so fucking
hot! I strolled in front of the camera, drooling over her curves. Over
the next twenty minutes I was bossed into a series of humiliatingly
feminine poses and positions, as Melanie licked her lips and snapped away
with the camera. She had me get down on my knees and hold my arms up in a
dog-like begging position as I stuck my tongue out. She had me pose
licking the tip of a veiny black dildo with a look of pure excasty on my
face. I had to pout my puffy pink lips as I hugged a pink teddy bear with
a white bow on its head. Bend over and look back at the camera,
displaying my ass for the world to see.
I mostly took this as it was, given my predilections for humiliation and
domination, being bossed around be the hottest girl I'd ever met didn't
seem like the end of the world. The pain of my cock being violently
contained as it tried to engorge was nauseating at first, but after
several hours of this feelings I was starting to just tune it out. After
she finished, she held the camera in her hands and began cycling through
the pictures with an approving smile. I stood there dumbly till she
motioned me over and gave me a shocking peak at my new look.
"You're such a good little slut Bella."
With the lipstick on my lips, they looked even more cartoonishly pouting
and lewd, a sight you wouldn't see outside of porn or a strip club.
Everything else about me had a girlish and sparkly quality to it, almost
in contrast to my voluptuous and extremely sexualized lips. The rings in
my septum and lip, combined with the overwhelming pink palette my face
was adorned with gave me the vibe of a misbehaving 16 year old doing the
very most for male attention. Two pink plastic hoops hung from each of my
earlobes, with a cursive word in the center of each one. The one in my
left ear said, "Flirty," and the one in my right said, "Dirty." My head
hurt taking in the full extent of my transformation. Except for my
faintly visible Adam's apple, my face was almost entirely feminine, all
of my male features hidden behind several layers of contouring make up.
Taking it all at once was too much to bare and finally I let myself break
into a full and loud round of sobs.
"Wuh-why are you duh-duh-doing this Miss?" I choked out as tears poured
from my eyes. "I duh don't wuh wuh want to b-be a g-girl, puh puh please
show some mer-- mercy."
I expected nothing less than a swift kick in the balls, or some other
kind of tormenting punishment for my outburst, but to my surprise Melanie
instead wrapped her arm around my shoulder comfortingly and cooed in my
ear softly. "There there now Dickbreath... it's ok... let me show you
something." Her arm still wrapped around my shoulder, Melanie lead me
over to the photo wall.
Gesturing to the board with a faint sense of wonder in her voice, Melanie
explained, "These are all the special little bois that Daddy has brought
here before you for sissification. Your sissy-sisters, Bella."
I gasped audibly, there had to be at least twenty photos on the wall, if
not more. Row after row of girls with long pigtails, giant lip-fillers,
messy top-buns, and every other slutty acountrement you could think of.
They had clearly been posed in a farmilar series of slutty poses, with
there sissy "names" scrolled in sharpie at the bottom. In some pictures,
faint male features were detecable, but in most I could barely even
believe they used to be men. I realize with a start that I was no
different, as Melanie procured a thumb tack and posted my photo up next
to tarted up sissy named "Juliana" with cotton candy blue hair,
seductively licking an ice cream cone and staring at the camera.
"I-I'm not sure w-why you are showing me this... Miss Serrano."
She ran her fingers thoughtfully across the row of photographs, and began
to slowly explain.
"All of these sissies were just like you Bella.. when Mr Samson first
found them they thought they were straight men...." Her finger stopped at
a brunette in a school girl outfit with high pigtails and large
(presumably fake) breasts. "Sissy Kylie here was actually my boyfriend
till I got a bit bored of her. She begged Mr Samson not to enslave her,
and I mean BEGGED and he made her a deal: if she got 20,000 dollars
together in two weeks he would release her.... the stupid bimbo got the
money somehow and brought it to him thinking she was going to be
released. Instead, that money paid for those sexy implants she's sporting
on her chest."
I gulped as I looked at the photo, Sissy Kylie had a finger half in her
mouth in a sexy and demure pose, but the expression in her eyes screamed
horror and humiliation.
"I'm not sure what you're trying to tell me, Ms Serrano," I volunteered
pathetically, feeling like a total wimp for allowing myself to exist so
at her whim.
"Then shut up and listen Bimbo!" she snapped back, giving me a sudden
slap right at my ballsack and causing me to double over and gasp for
breath. While I recovered she continued: "just like you, they were all
his special little sissy girls, for a time at least... but none of them
really took to the roll, they just could not convince Mr Samson they
would be his good slutty girly girls. What do you think happened to them
Bella?"
"I... uhh don't... uhhh know.... miss... Serrano," I replied fearing
whatever the answer might be. She turned me with an almost genuine look
of pity in her eyes as she lifted my chin with a long acrylic fingernail
to meet her gaze.
"There's a brothel he's connected to down in Brazil Bella, the kind that
specializes in ladyboys and BDSM. The customers it attracts are the kind
who are looking to do the sorts of things that, quite frankly, would not
be legal in a normal situation."
She paused for a second, giving my imagination time to conjure images of
all sorts of erotic torture and worse.
"I'm told most of Mr Samson's old sissies end up down there... maybe just
a rumor, but I don't think it is."
My eyes were popping out of my head in fear as I looked into hers,
nodding dumbly as my balls throbbed.
"Bella, trust me when I say you would much rather be a little sissy
princess belonging to Mr Samson, than a 24/7 sex slave to some of the
richest and sickest perverts in the world. And trust me when I say if you
want that to be the case, you are going to have try ALOT harder then I've
seen so far to keep him satsfied. You have a SERIOUS additude proDo you
understand me princess?"
I felt nauseous for more reasons then one as I replied softly, "Yes Miss
Serrano."
She shook her head in disappointment, at what I'm not sure, but I got the
sense she doubted I'd be able to meet Daddy's high standards, something I
very much wanted to do. I marveled at how effectively she had fucked with
my priorities, in just a five minute conversation my brain had gone from
desperately trying to think up escape plans to desperately trying to
think of ways to please the twisted man holding me prisoner. If she was a
liar, she was quite a good one.
"I hope so Bella," she replied sadly, as she ran her finger across my
puffy bright pink lips. "I'd hate to see my hard work go to waste......."
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