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I have been dating my girlfriend Michelle for around six months now, and as luck would have it, my lease was up on my apartment the day after our six month anniversary. She suggested that I move in with her, and I agreed, Our relationship had been going pretty well, with nothing really out of the ordinary. Our sex life was getting a little sparse, but not terrible. She was my first sexual partner, but she had been with a couple of guys before me, that I know of.
After moving in, however, things began to take a turn. My girlfriend was 5'2" and probably weighed about 100 lbs. I stood at just about 6' even, and weighed in at about 240. I worked out semi-regularly, so I was in somewhat decent shape, but not quite Adonis material. Michelle had become a little more domineering after I moved in. Insisting i do the majority of the chores to keep her apartment clean. If I was bent over, she'd make sure and give my butt a good slap. Occasionally, she was sit down next to me on the couch and give my crotch a smack with her open palm, asking how her "little guy" was doing. I would blush at the comment, and that would usually make her smile even larger. I paid half the rent and half the bills, even though, as a nurse, she made twice as much money as I did.
After a few months, cutbacks at work cost me my job, and right between pay periods and after I spent most of my savings on getting her car fixed. So, needless to say, I was a little short on cash when rent rolled around. She was furious that she had to cover my half of the bills. I tried to mention to her about the car repair costs, and she just slapped me across the face. Hard.
"Don't you fucking throw that in my face, little boy."
"Little boy?" I started to reply.
She reached down and grabbed my cock and balls through my pants and squeezed. Pain shot through my body and almost brought me to my knees.
"Yes! Little!" she yelled.
Not letting go, she continued, "If you want to continue this arrangement, then you are going to agree to a few terms. Got it?"
I just nodded.
"Good. Go sit on the fucking couch. I'll be right out," she said, releasing her death grip on my genitals.
I shuffled off to the living room and sat on the couch. From the other room, I could hear her printer firing up. A few minutes later, she came back in to the living room with a document several pages long, and a pen. She thrust the document into my hands and told me to sign it.
I began to read over the document, and she just slapped me across the face again, "Now!"
I scribbled my signature on the document and she snatched it from my grasp. "Good. Now let's go. We're going to get this notarized."
She grabbed her keys, and we exited the apartment to the parking garage and found her car. It was a pink Volkswagen Beetle. She got into the driver's seat, and as I opened the passenger door to get in, she pulled the passenger seat forward, indicating that I should ride in the back. I climbed into the back seat, where there was hardly any room.
"Lay down. I'm embarrassed to be seen with you right now."
I did as she asked, and curled up into a ball into the back seat. She started the car and pulled out of the parking garage. We drove for about 25-30 minutes before she finally stopped. She got out of the car. Looking back at me, she yelled "Come on! I don't have all damn day!"
I awkwardly opened the door and slipped out of the car. I looked around and saw that we were in an another apartment complex. The sun had gone down.
We walked up a flight of stairs to door with a sign next to it, it read "204. G. Lamont, Notary Public and Other Services"
She rang the doorbell and the door opened shortly. We were greeted at the door by whom I assuming was Mr. Lamont.
"Welcome, Michelle. Come in and make yourself at home."
I extended my arm in a handshake and began to greet Mr. Lamont, "Hello, I'm-"
Mr. Lamont ignored me completely and turned away, walking instead over to his desk that he had set up in the corner of the room. Michelle handed him the document and he sat down to read it. Michelle sat down in the only other chair, leaving me to stand.
After a few painstaking minutes, Mr. Lamont signed and stamped the document, notarizing it.
He looked up at Michelle and said, "Everything is in order, shall we begin?"
Begin? I thought.
"Absolutely!" Michelle replied, with a little more enthusiasm than I had expected.
"Excellent," replied Mr. Lamont. He turned to me and finally acknowledging my existence, "You, I need your wallet and cellphone. Now, please."
I looked at Michelle and she had already returned to her angry glare.
"What's going on he-" I began to ask when Michelle slapped me again.
"Don't fucking say another word! You've pretty much signed away every right you have to me, and it's legal. You will do exactly what Mr. Lamont tells you to, or else."
I took out my wallet and my cellphone and hand them to Mr. Lamont.
"Good. Now go down the hall and enter the first door on your left."
I did as I was told. I didn't' know what the hell was going on, but I wasn't sure I wanted to find out what she meant by 'or else'."
I went into the first door on the left. It was pitch black. The door closed behind me and I heard a latch click. A single light came on above my head. I was in a VERY small room, There was nothing in the room apart from the door I entered in, a door to my right, and a speaker on the wall.
Suddenly the speaker fired up, and a woman's voice began to speak.
"Please remove your socks, shoes, and belt. Place the contents of your pockets into the drawer. Failure to do so will result in punishment."
A hidden panel slid open underneath the speaker and a drawer slid out.
The voice on the speaker repeated the command.
"Please remove your socks, shoes, and belt. Place the contents of your pockets into the drawer. Failure to do so will result in punishment. You have ten seconds to comply."
"Ten"
"Nine"
I looked around, bewildered, and yelled, "Hey, what's going on?"
"Eight"
I tried to go back through the door I came into in, but there was no handle. There was also no handle on the other door.
"Seven"
I attempted to squeeze my fingers into the crack surrounding the door, but to no avail.
"Six"
I yelled, "Help! I can't get out!" and began to bang on the door.
"Five"
i tried banging on the other door, yelling louder, "Someone let me out of here! I'm trapped!"
"Four"
I quickly started removing my shoes and socks.
"Three"
Both shoes were off, and now I was attempting to pull off my socks.
"Two"
The socks were off, and I put them into the drawer.
"One"
I quickly unbuckled my belt and pulled it from my belt loops.
"Time has expired. Countermeasures applied."
I was in the process of trying to figure out what that meant, when the lights went back out. A then heard a slight hissing sound, and began to feel dizzy. My mind started to panic, but my limbs felt numb. I tried to call out, but my words were slurred. I had a heard time supporting my weight. I collapsed on the floor. Light flooded in and I saw a figure reach down and began to pick me up before I blacked out.
....
When I awoke, I had no idea where I was at. My mouth was dry. I was sprawled out on a hard surface. I reached up to rub my eyes, and lift myself up, but my hands stopped. I managed to focus my eyesight on my wrist, and saw that there was a restraint on it. I turned my head and looked at my other wrist, and it too was restrained. I tried to move my legs, and I learned two things. I was bent forward at the waist, and my ankles were restrained as well. I looked around the room, and across from me, sitting in a lush padded chair was Michelle. She was holding a wineglass. Standing next to her was a large man, wearing a mask. He appeared to be almost completely naked, except for what I could only describe as black bikini bottoms with metal spikes decorating the front. He also wore a spiked collar around his neck. He was also sporting well chiseled abs, as well as massive arms. He was holding a tray with a bottle of wine on it. Michelle snapped her fingers and he leaned forward and filled her wine glass.
"What the fuck is going on, Michelle?" I tried to say, but my mouth was so dry, it came out as a garbled gibberish.
She laughed and said, "I'm assuming you want to know what's going on, right?"
I nodded.
"Well, that's what fucking happens to a loser like you when you don't read what you sign. Your ass is mine now. Literally, and I brought you here to be punished properly. I mean, I can swing a mean right hook, but look at me. I'm tiny compared to you. So, I've enlisted the services of Mr. Lamont to punish you for me, and the show is about to get started."
I gave her a puzzled look, but the lighting in the room suddenly changed. A spotlight shined above me, and the rest of the room dimmed, as if I was on stage in a theater.
Suddenly, another large well built gentlemen stepped into my peripheral vision. I turned to look at him. He was wearing black briefs, that did nothing to hide his massive bulge and a black mask. He was pushing a cart into the room that was covered with a black cloth. He pulled back the back cloth to reveal a table full of belts, paddles, and other implements. He grabbed what appeared to be cutting shears from the table.
I began to panic as he approached me. I struggled against the restraints.
"Hey man, what the hell do you think you're doing!?"
He ignored me completely, and began to cut off my clothes. There wasn't anything I could to resist. It wasn't long before my jeans and my shirt were in tatters on the floor around me. I was wearing nothing by my boxers.
"You are gonna fucking pay for those, asshole!"
Again, he didn't respond. However, he did walk over to where Michelle was sitting, and held out his hand, "Mistress, may I?"
Michelle just smiled and stood up. She was wearing a slinky black cocktail dress, and her legs were covered with hose or stockings. The man knelled down next to her as she hiked up her dress. She turned around revealing a black thong, which he then slid effortlessly off of her hips. Jealousy washed over me as i watched this premium specimen of a man see the intimate parts of my girlfriend.
As I watched, she looked back over her shoulder, and put a hand on both of her butt cheeks, spreading them wide, exposing her butt hole to the man. She winked at me, and he leaned forward and planted a kiss directly onto her puckered hole.
She laughed, and he stood up, walked directly over to me, and asked me, "What did you think about that, loser?"
I opened my mouth to say something, and he quickly shoved Michelle's panties into my mouth. I was now effectively gagged.
"Yay!" Michelle cheered.
The man then back to the table and selected a paddle, he then walked behind me, and immediately began paddling my butt over my boxers.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
I struggled and tried to kick, but the restraints held me easily in place.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
I tried to protest through the panties, shoved in my mouth, but to no avail.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
Finally the swats ceased. He returned the paddle to the table.
He walked back around behind me and I felt thick fingers in the waistband of my boxers. He yanked them down with less effort than it took to remove my girlfriend's panties.
I was now completely naked, bent over and spread eagle in front of this guy. My dick and balls were hanging helplessly.
He walked back over to the table and picked up a few items. He returned to me and I felt him spread my cheeks apart. I then felt his fingers spread something cold onto my butt hole. The next thing I knew, something hard and smooth was being shoved into my rectum. My eyes widened as it entered me. Michelle cheered.
Suddenly, I started to feel an arousing sensation. The man walked back to the cart and picked up a belt. He then returned and began to spank my bare ass again. Even though it hurt like crazy, I couldn't help but start to get erect.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
I started moaning, as my dick got hard.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
Precum began to leak from my dick. I have no idea why this was happening.
The spankings stopped again. He then reached down and grab a hold of my cock and balls. Even erect, his massive hand covered them up completely.
Looking over at Michelle, she met his gaze and nodded.
The man released his grip on my cock and walked around to the front of the table. Standing close to me, his crotch was directly in front of my face, almost completely obscuring my field of view. Michelle suddenly appeared next to him, and pulled down his briefs slowly. His massive cock sprang free, and hit my in the face. The weight of it was incredible. It was like being punched. Michelle took his shaft in her hands and began to stroke it slowly.
Locking my gaze as she stroked his dick, she spoke, "I am going to take the gag out of your mouth now, loser, and you are going to open up and take his cock in your mouth. You're going to get it nice and wet, the wetter you get it, the better off you'll be. Trust me," she grinned.
She removed the wad of panties from my mouth, and I just looked up at this massive penis hovering in front of my face. I opened my mouth wide, and he slid his cock in. The thought of sucking another man's dick had never crossed my mind before, but I couldn't help myself.
"Wow. He's really liking it. I never knew he was a cocksucker. Let's see how he likes it from the other end."
The man withdrew his cock from my mouth and walked around behind me again, the object inside my rectum was removed, and quickly replaced with the man's massive cock. It met with some resistance, but the combination of the lube and the plug loosened me up nicely. It felt GOOD, and he quickly picked up his pace. I rocked my hips to match his pace, and began to moan in pleasure.
Michelle was laughing and cheering, "Woohoo! Look him go! Fuck his little ass! Hell yeah!"
She slapped my ass a couple of times, before reaching down and grabbing my dick. "Wow. He's harder than he's ever been! He was never this hard with me!"
She laughed again, and gave my balls a squeeze, before kneeling down in front of me, inches away from my face.
"You like this?" she asked.
I nodded, still being fucked by the man. Sweat was dripping off me, and I was biting my lower lip.
"Are you a slut for cock now? A cock-slut?"
I nodded.
"I can't hear you. Tell me you are a cock-slut."
"I'm....a....cock-slut," I whimpered.
"What's that? I still can't hear you..."
"I'm a...cock-slut," I said, louder.
"Hrmm...still can't hear you over all that dick you're taking..."
"I'M A COCK-SLUT!" I yelled.
Michelle laughed, "You are now."
The man's pace picked up and his breathing changed, and he pulled out, just as he shot a massive load of cum all over my back.
The man paused to catch his breath, then left the room.
Michelle emptied the wine glass onto the floor, and scooped up all the cum off my back into the cup. She then undid my restraints.
"Get on the floor, and jack off."
I did as she commanded. My hands furiously pumped my dick. Michelle stood over me, It didn't take long, and right with I was about to cum, Michelle moved my hands out of the way, and placed the cup in front of my dick, catching my load.
Spent, I collapsed to the floor.
Michelle knelled down next to my head, and said, "Open your mouth."
I did, and she poured the contents of the cup into my open mouth.
It filled up my mouth quickly.
"Swallow," she said.
I did.
Michelle laughed again, and stood up, looking down at me she said, " Today, you were given a d**g that made you crave cock. Before you know it, you won't need the d**g anymore, and you'll crave it naturally. By then the amped up hormones should be starting to take effect, and you'll start to grow boobs. By that time you'll be so used to wearing slutty sissy clothes, you won't even care about the life you had before. You'l just want more and more cock. And men will pay me for your services."
I smiled and said, "Thank you, Michelle."
"You're welcome, sissy. Welcome to your new life."
After moving in, however, things began to take a turn. My girlfriend was 5'2" and probably weighed about 100 lbs. I stood at just about 6' even, and weighed in at about 240. I worked out semi-regularly, so I was in somewhat decent shape, but not quite Adonis material. Michelle had become a little more domineering after I moved in. Insisting i do the majority of the chores to keep her apartment clean. If I was bent over, she'd make sure and give my butt a good slap. Occasionally, she was sit down next to me on the couch and give my crotch a smack with her open palm, asking how her "little guy" was doing. I would blush at the comment, and that would usually make her smile even larger. I paid half the rent and half the bills, even though, as a nurse, she made twice as much money as I did.
After a few months, cutbacks at work cost me my job, and right between pay periods and after I spent most of my savings on getting her car fixed. So, needless to say, I was a little short on cash when rent rolled around. She was furious that she had to cover my half of the bills. I tried to mention to her about the car repair costs, and she just slapped me across the face. Hard.
"Don't you fucking throw that in my face, little boy."
"Little boy?" I started to reply.
She reached down and grabbed my cock and balls through my pants and squeezed. Pain shot through my body and almost brought me to my knees.
"Yes! Little!" she yelled.
Not letting go, she continued, "If you want to continue this arrangement, then you are going to agree to a few terms. Got it?"
I just nodded.
"Good. Go sit on the fucking couch. I'll be right out," she said, releasing her death grip on my genitals.
I shuffled off to the living room and sat on the couch. From the other room, I could hear her printer firing up. A few minutes later, she came back in to the living room with a document several pages long, and a pen. She thrust the document into my hands and told me to sign it.
I began to read over the document, and she just slapped me across the face again, "Now!"
I scribbled my signature on the document and she snatched it from my grasp. "Good. Now let's go. We're going to get this notarized."
She grabbed her keys, and we exited the apartment to the parking garage and found her car. It was a pink Volkswagen Beetle. She got into the driver's seat, and as I opened the passenger door to get in, she pulled the passenger seat forward, indicating that I should ride in the back. I climbed into the back seat, where there was hardly any room.
"Lay down. I'm embarrassed to be seen with you right now."
I did as she asked, and curled up into a ball into the back seat. She started the car and pulled out of the parking garage. We drove for about 25-30 minutes before she finally stopped. She got out of the car. Looking back at me, she yelled "Come on! I don't have all damn day!"
I awkwardly opened the door and slipped out of the car. I looked around and saw that we were in an another apartment complex. The sun had gone down.
We walked up a flight of stairs to door with a sign next to it, it read "204. G. Lamont, Notary Public and Other Services"
She rang the doorbell and the door opened shortly. We were greeted at the door by whom I assuming was Mr. Lamont.
"Welcome, Michelle. Come in and make yourself at home."
I extended my arm in a handshake and began to greet Mr. Lamont, "Hello, I'm-"
Mr. Lamont ignored me completely and turned away, walking instead over to his desk that he had set up in the corner of the room. Michelle handed him the document and he sat down to read it. Michelle sat down in the only other chair, leaving me to stand.
After a few painstaking minutes, Mr. Lamont signed and stamped the document, notarizing it.
He looked up at Michelle and said, "Everything is in order, shall we begin?"
Begin? I thought.
"Absolutely!" Michelle replied, with a little more enthusiasm than I had expected.
"Excellent," replied Mr. Lamont. He turned to me and finally acknowledging my existence, "You, I need your wallet and cellphone. Now, please."
I looked at Michelle and she had already returned to her angry glare.
"What's going on he-" I began to ask when Michelle slapped me again.
"Don't fucking say another word! You've pretty much signed away every right you have to me, and it's legal. You will do exactly what Mr. Lamont tells you to, or else."
I took out my wallet and my cellphone and hand them to Mr. Lamont.
"Good. Now go down the hall and enter the first door on your left."
I did as I was told. I didn't' know what the hell was going on, but I wasn't sure I wanted to find out what she meant by 'or else'."
I went into the first door on the left. It was pitch black. The door closed behind me and I heard a latch click. A single light came on above my head. I was in a VERY small room, There was nothing in the room apart from the door I entered in, a door to my right, and a speaker on the wall.
Suddenly the speaker fired up, and a woman's voice began to speak.
"Please remove your socks, shoes, and belt. Place the contents of your pockets into the drawer. Failure to do so will result in punishment."
A hidden panel slid open underneath the speaker and a drawer slid out.
The voice on the speaker repeated the command.
"Please remove your socks, shoes, and belt. Place the contents of your pockets into the drawer. Failure to do so will result in punishment. You have ten seconds to comply."
"Ten"
"Nine"
I looked around, bewildered, and yelled, "Hey, what's going on?"
"Eight"
I tried to go back through the door I came into in, but there was no handle. There was also no handle on the other door.
"Seven"
I attempted to squeeze my fingers into the crack surrounding the door, but to no avail.
"Six"
I yelled, "Help! I can't get out!" and began to bang on the door.
"Five"
i tried banging on the other door, yelling louder, "Someone let me out of here! I'm trapped!"
"Four"
I quickly started removing my shoes and socks.
"Three"
Both shoes were off, and now I was attempting to pull off my socks.
"Two"
The socks were off, and I put them into the drawer.
"One"
I quickly unbuckled my belt and pulled it from my belt loops.
"Time has expired. Countermeasures applied."
I was in the process of trying to figure out what that meant, when the lights went back out. A then heard a slight hissing sound, and began to feel dizzy. My mind started to panic, but my limbs felt numb. I tried to call out, but my words were slurred. I had a heard time supporting my weight. I collapsed on the floor. Light flooded in and I saw a figure reach down and began to pick me up before I blacked out.
....
When I awoke, I had no idea where I was at. My mouth was dry. I was sprawled out on a hard surface. I reached up to rub my eyes, and lift myself up, but my hands stopped. I managed to focus my eyesight on my wrist, and saw that there was a restraint on it. I turned my head and looked at my other wrist, and it too was restrained. I tried to move my legs, and I learned two things. I was bent forward at the waist, and my ankles were restrained as well. I looked around the room, and across from me, sitting in a lush padded chair was Michelle. She was holding a wineglass. Standing next to her was a large man, wearing a mask. He appeared to be almost completely naked, except for what I could only describe as black bikini bottoms with metal spikes decorating the front. He also wore a spiked collar around his neck. He was also sporting well chiseled abs, as well as massive arms. He was holding a tray with a bottle of wine on it. Michelle snapped her fingers and he leaned forward and filled her wine glass.
"What the fuck is going on, Michelle?" I tried to say, but my mouth was so dry, it came out as a garbled gibberish.
She laughed and said, "I'm assuming you want to know what's going on, right?"
I nodded.
"Well, that's what fucking happens to a loser like you when you don't read what you sign. Your ass is mine now. Literally, and I brought you here to be punished properly. I mean, I can swing a mean right hook, but look at me. I'm tiny compared to you. So, I've enlisted the services of Mr. Lamont to punish you for me, and the show is about to get started."
I gave her a puzzled look, but the lighting in the room suddenly changed. A spotlight shined above me, and the rest of the room dimmed, as if I was on stage in a theater.
Suddenly, another large well built gentlemen stepped into my peripheral vision. I turned to look at him. He was wearing black briefs, that did nothing to hide his massive bulge and a black mask. He was pushing a cart into the room that was covered with a black cloth. He pulled back the back cloth to reveal a table full of belts, paddles, and other implements. He grabbed what appeared to be cutting shears from the table.
I began to panic as he approached me. I struggled against the restraints.
"Hey man, what the hell do you think you're doing!?"
He ignored me completely, and began to cut off my clothes. There wasn't anything I could to resist. It wasn't long before my jeans and my shirt were in tatters on the floor around me. I was wearing nothing by my boxers.
"You are gonna fucking pay for those, asshole!"
Again, he didn't respond. However, he did walk over to where Michelle was sitting, and held out his hand, "Mistress, may I?"
Michelle just smiled and stood up. She was wearing a slinky black cocktail dress, and her legs were covered with hose or stockings. The man knelled down next to her as she hiked up her dress. She turned around revealing a black thong, which he then slid effortlessly off of her hips. Jealousy washed over me as i watched this premium specimen of a man see the intimate parts of my girlfriend.
As I watched, she looked back over her shoulder, and put a hand on both of her butt cheeks, spreading them wide, exposing her butt hole to the man. She winked at me, and he leaned forward and planted a kiss directly onto her puckered hole.
She laughed, and he stood up, walked directly over to me, and asked me, "What did you think about that, loser?"
I opened my mouth to say something, and he quickly shoved Michelle's panties into my mouth. I was now effectively gagged.
"Yay!" Michelle cheered.
The man then back to the table and selected a paddle, he then walked behind me, and immediately began paddling my butt over my boxers.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
I struggled and tried to kick, but the restraints held me easily in place.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
I tried to protest through the panties, shoved in my mouth, but to no avail.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
Finally the swats ceased. He returned the paddle to the table.
He walked back around behind me and I felt thick fingers in the waistband of my boxers. He yanked them down with less effort than it took to remove my girlfriend's panties.
I was now completely naked, bent over and spread eagle in front of this guy. My dick and balls were hanging helplessly.
He walked back over to the table and picked up a few items. He returned to me and I felt him spread my cheeks apart. I then felt his fingers spread something cold onto my butt hole. The next thing I knew, something hard and smooth was being shoved into my rectum. My eyes widened as it entered me. Michelle cheered.
Suddenly, I started to feel an arousing sensation. The man walked back to the cart and picked up a belt. He then returned and began to spank my bare ass again. Even though it hurt like crazy, I couldn't help but start to get erect.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
I started moaning, as my dick got hard.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
Precum began to leak from my dick. I have no idea why this was happening.
The spankings stopped again. He then reached down and grab a hold of my cock and balls. Even erect, his massive hand covered them up completely.
Looking over at Michelle, she met his gaze and nodded.
The man released his grip on my cock and walked around to the front of the table. Standing close to me, his crotch was directly in front of my face, almost completely obscuring my field of view. Michelle suddenly appeared next to him, and pulled down his briefs slowly. His massive cock sprang free, and hit my in the face. The weight of it was incredible. It was like being punched. Michelle took his shaft in her hands and began to stroke it slowly.
Locking my gaze as she stroked his dick, she spoke, "I am going to take the gag out of your mouth now, loser, and you are going to open up and take his cock in your mouth. You're going to get it nice and wet, the wetter you get it, the better off you'll be. Trust me," she grinned.
She removed the wad of panties from my mouth, and I just looked up at this massive penis hovering in front of my face. I opened my mouth wide, and he slid his cock in. The thought of sucking another man's dick had never crossed my mind before, but I couldn't help myself.
"Wow. He's really liking it. I never knew he was a cocksucker. Let's see how he likes it from the other end."
The man withdrew his cock from my mouth and walked around behind me again, the object inside my rectum was removed, and quickly replaced with the man's massive cock. It met with some resistance, but the combination of the lube and the plug loosened me up nicely. It felt GOOD, and he quickly picked up his pace. I rocked my hips to match his pace, and began to moan in pleasure.
Michelle was laughing and cheering, "Woohoo! Look him go! Fuck his little ass! Hell yeah!"
She slapped my ass a couple of times, before reaching down and grabbing my dick. "Wow. He's harder than he's ever been! He was never this hard with me!"
She laughed again, and gave my balls a squeeze, before kneeling down in front of me, inches away from my face.
"You like this?" she asked.
I nodded, still being fucked by the man. Sweat was dripping off me, and I was biting my lower lip.
"Are you a slut for cock now? A cock-slut?"
I nodded.
"I can't hear you. Tell me you are a cock-slut."
"I'm....a....cock-slut," I whimpered.
"What's that? I still can't hear you..."
"I'm a...cock-slut," I said, louder.
"Hrmm...still can't hear you over all that dick you're taking..."
"I'M A COCK-SLUT!" I yelled.
Michelle laughed, "You are now."
The man's pace picked up and his breathing changed, and he pulled out, just as he shot a massive load of cum all over my back.
The man paused to catch his breath, then left the room.
Michelle emptied the wine glass onto the floor, and scooped up all the cum off my back into the cup. She then undid my restraints.
"Get on the floor, and jack off."
I did as she commanded. My hands furiously pumped my dick. Michelle stood over me, It didn't take long, and right with I was about to cum, Michelle moved my hands out of the way, and placed the cup in front of my dick, catching my load.
Spent, I collapsed to the floor.
Michelle knelled down next to my head, and said, "Open your mouth."
I did, and she poured the contents of the cup into my open mouth.
It filled up my mouth quickly.
"Swallow," she said.
I did.
Michelle laughed again, and stood up, looking down at me she said, " Today, you were given a d**g that made you crave cock. Before you know it, you won't need the d**g anymore, and you'll crave it naturally. By then the amped up hormones should be starting to take effect, and you'll start to grow boobs. By that time you'll be so used to wearing slutty sissy clothes, you won't even care about the life you had before. You'l just want more and more cock. And men will pay me for your services."
I smiled and said, "Thank you, Michelle."
"You're welcome, sissy. Welcome to your new life."
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