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The next morning, I woke up early, still in Joan�s arms.� As much as I wanted to stay there, I had to pee, and once I am up, there is no sense trying to go back to bed.� I also did not want to wake her.� I slowly extricated myself from her arms and rose out of bed.� I looked down at the beautiful, naked 14-year-old lying in the bed and just marveled at my New Life.� It was an adventure.

Once I finished my bathroom duties, I threw on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt and decided to check out the new �Play room�.� It was only 6:30, so I had plenty of time before anything, or anyone else would happen today.� I wanted to get some kind of idea what I was in for.� The only times we had been there so far, I did not have a chance to check out the equipment, or should I say toys?

�I entered the room and it was dark.� I think these types of rooms are meant to be dark.� There were no windows, and I had a hard time finding a light switch, but finally did.� The switch I found turned on a light in the ceiling that threw it�s beam onto a type of chair that was in the middle of the room.� This was no ordinary char, though.�

This chair was set so when you sat in it, your legs were extended above you and you were leaning back. It reminded me of a pilot in a space ship in a way, how they sit with their backs down and legs up.� It looked like it had the ability to be reclined different ways, and there was a big hole in the bottom of it, where your ass would be if you were sitting in it.� I�d never seen a chair like it before, but sure could picture what it might be used for.

I found another bank of light switches, and each one shone on a different part of the room.� There really was not a light that lit up the whole room, or at least I had not found it yet.� One light on the bench I had been on before, one light on what looked like a pull-up bar on the right side of the room, one light on a leather swing that hung from the ceiling, and a couple of lights that shone on the various toys that lined the wall.� I turned that one on for now.

The toy collection was pretty amazing, and intimidating.� Many different size strap-ons were there, from very small to �Man if they ever use that one I�ll split in half� size.� There were various whips, from the type that they had used earlier with the soft, leather fingers, to actual whips like you see in bullfights or westerns.� I hoped I would not have too much of that.�

There were various types of devices that could be used to tie one�s hands or feet, from hand cuffs to ropes.� There were a couple of leather hoods.� Then I noticed a door in the far side of that wall and opened it.� I found a light switch on the wall and turned it on, and immediately started to get turned on.� There were all kinds of clothes in there, from leather to real dressy to very slutty.� And a huge rack of shoes � almost all heels, many stilettos 6� or more.� WOW!� I started imagining the girls dressed in some of that stuff.

I started looking through the clothes and really getting turned on by the feel of them.� The girls had made me sensitive to the feel of women�s clothes on me, and it now turned me on.� So I decided, what the heck, no one�s here except Joan, and she was asleep.� Why not have some dress-up fun!� This was an assortment of clothes that really turned me on.

Upon looking further, I saw a bunch of drawers, so I looked in them.� Bras and panties and stockings were in abundance.� So many choices!� How could I ever choose which ones to put on, or would I try several?� This was going to be one of my favorite things to do when home alone (if that ever happened).� I just knew it.

I decided to go with black this time.� I pulled out a black push up bra, a pair of black lace panties, a garter and some black fishnet stockings.� I also chose a short, tight black miniskirt and a white button up blouse.� I couldn�t wait to see myself in the mirror.

I put the bra on by putting the clasp in front to do it, then swinging it around me and putting the shoulder straps on.� It fit pretty good, and with my slightly muscular chest, I even filled the small B cups a little.� I remember the trick Cathy had pulled with the socks, so I grabbed some panties and stuffed he bra, pulling my skin over so the panties wouldn�t show.� This created the effect of a little cleavage.� I then slid the panties in place, and decided to tuck my cock back under my legs.� I actually grabbed another pair of panties that were smaller so I could snuggle them up and hold my cock in place, which was growing harder by the minute.� The fit was tight, but it worked well.

I then put the garter on, and ran the straps for the nylons under my panties to better hold them in place.� Oh, my, I was feeling good.� I put the nylons on slowly, rolling them over my toes and up my legs one at a time.� It felt so hot getting dressed like this.� I fastened first the left nylon, then the right one, to the garter and went over to the mirror.� It was a full length mirror, and had a spotlight in front of it.� I was amazed how good this stuff looked on me!

I next put on the shirt, and watched myself in the mirror as I slowly buttoned up the white blouse.� The effect turned me on even more.� Next came that tight, short black skirt, which hugged my hips and was very tight around my waist.� It had a wide waist band which did not have too much elastic in it, so I really had to squeeze into it.� But it also gave me some sort of figure as it pulled in my sides.�

I then looked in a couple more drawers, but could not find what I wanted.� I scanned the room, and finally looked up higher, where I saw what I was looking for... wigs.� There were many of them on mannequin heads around the wall.� I chose a page boy type with blonde hair for this outfit.� I put the wig on and looked in the mirror one more time.

�I froze.� I was actually pretty good looking!� No makeup gave me away a little bit, but this looked good on me, and I was really turned on.� I just had to get some heels to complete the outfit.�� I did not want to try the real high ones, so found a pair of 3� black heels and put them on.� The outfit was complete, and I thought it looked hot!

�Deciding to have some fun, I grabbed one of the whips from the wall, went over to the bench and sat down.� I started to lightly run the fingered whip over my shoulder and onto my blouse covered back.�� I could feel the tentacles as the traced their way up my back.� I got lost in what I was doing, closing my eyes and continued stroking with the whip to my back.

Then I was quickly brought back to reality when I heard the door open.� There was no place to hide, so I just froze in place.� It was Jackie, my real estate agent.� She just stood in the doorway looking at me and smiling.� 'Oh, boy,' I thought, 'this is going to be interesting.'� I was so hard, with my cock tucked away between my legs.� I was ready for anything.

�Why, Tom, don�t you look interesting this morning?� Jackie said with a sadistic tone in her voice.� I could see the sly smile on her face as she stood there.

�Umm... I�m glad you like it?�� I said almost as a question, not knowing if I was in trouble, or if she really meant what she sad.

�Oh, it looks really nice to me.� What do you think, Johnny?� She looked around the side of the door.

Then he appeared.� I�m guessing he was about ten.� Short brown hair, big brown eyes and skinny.� He had on shorts and a T-shirt with some tennis shoes.� He looked at me and smiled.

�Who is that, Mom?�� he asked.� This was a twist a had not expected.�� I thought Megan was her only child, but then again, I had never asked.� I wondered what was up with this.

�Why, believe it or not, that�s Tom.� Remember what I told you about Tom?� Jackie said with a smile, looking at me.

�Oh, wow,�� said Johnny.� �Tom looks very pretty, Mom.� Not exactly what I expected!�

�Well, Johnny.� When Joan called me this morning and told me Tom had gone into the playroom, I had a funny feeling we might see something fun today.� Does this look like fun to you, Johnny?�

�Oh, yes, Mom.� It sure does.�� Johnny started to make his way into the room, coming over right beside me.� He was about up to my chest for height, and a very cute little boy.� He just stood in front of me, eyeing me with a big smile.� He was mesmerized, it seemed, by this guy who was dressed like a girl with a whip in my hand.

�Mom, can I play with him today?�� Johnny said with a sly grin and sparkle in his eye.

�Why, or course, Johnny.� That�s exactly why I brought you here this morning.� Now, Tom, I want you to do whatever Johnny asks you to do.� He is well trained and �m sure you two will have fun.� If I find out you did not listen, you will not be happy with the consequences.� Do you understand?�

�Yes, Ma�am.� I completely understand.�� I looked at Johnny and smiled, but feeling a little sick.

�Good.� I�m going to make some coffee and enjoy breakfast with Joan.� You two have fun and come upstairs when you�re done.�.� With that, she closed the door and II was left alone with the little guy.

�Bye, Mom.� Thank you!�� he turned to the door when he said this, but once the door was closed, he turned back to me.� He had a lust in his eyes like I had seen in the younger girls.� I was in for something had never experience before.� I had never, ever been with a guy at all, and now I was about to be taken, somehow by a very cute young boy.�

�Kneel in front of me, Tom,� he commanded.� His tone was demanding, almost authoritarian.� I wondered if Jackie had told him about my predicament.� I knelt down right in front of him.� My head was about chest high in this position.

�Take off my clothes, Tom.�� I reached up and took hold of the hem of his shirt and started to lift it over his head.� He raised his arms so I could easily slip if off.� His chest was a little muscular, but very flat.� His little boy nipples were barely protruding from his chest.� It looked like he didn�t work out very much, but then again, I had never been this close to a young boy before.

I got his shirt off and started to unbutton his pants.� He reached down and lifted my chin up as I worked on the button, and he kissed me full on the lips.� I must admit, it was not that much different than a girl�s kiss.� His lips were a little hard, but no more than a ten-year-old girl.� He kissed me while I worked on his zipper.� My cock was getting hard, tucked in like it was.

I got the zipper undone and pulled his pants and underwear down to the ground.� He stepped out of them and broke off the kiss.� Then he put his hands on the back of my head and forced my head down to his little cock. It was not hard yet, but I knew what he wanted, and I was in no position to resist.� I took his little pens in my mouth and started to stroke it up and down with my lips.� He had hold of my head, and pushed me onto his cock, forcing it all the way into my mouth.

It was not hard to take him all in.� I had my lips tight around his member, and I could feel it hardening as he bounced his hips against my mouth, actually fucking me in the face.� This was a new experience for me, and I found myself really turned on by it.� This young ten-year-old had me right where he wanted me and was ramming his growing cock into my mouth like it was a cunt.

Meanwhile, I was getting hard as a rock, and my cock was begging to get out.� It was straining against the fabric, and being bent like that, it really hurt.� But, I had no choice here, and concentrated on the task at hand.� I kept sucking that now hard cock, and I felt Johnny take a deep breath, and felt the warm cum flow into my mouth.� It was not the explosion that I expected.� It was salty and a little bitter, but okay.� Now I know what the girls tasted in my cum.

He thrust himself into my mouth one more time and then let out a sigh.� I licked around the head and he pulled me off, demanding I clean him up.� I licked his cock, balls and lower abdomen until all the cum was cleaned up.� When I was done, I looked up at him, and he looked down and smiled at me.�

He picked up the whip I had dropped and smacked me on the back with it.� I was glad I had my blouse on.� That was short lived, though, as he told me to take off the blouse.� Of course, I did as I was asked, slowly unbuttoning the blouse as I knelt before him, and taking t off.� The whip came down again on my back and I grimaced a little.� That probably left a mark.

�Okay, Tom.� You did good giving me a blowjob.� Was that your first blowjob?�

My face burned with shame as I looked up at him nodding.

�Did you like it?� he asked slyly.

I nodded again.

�I want to hear you say it, Tom.� Not just nod.� Say you liked giving me a blowjob�

�I liked giving you a blowjob, Johnny,�� I said, and in a way I meant it.� Here I was, dressed like a girl.� I might as well act like one too.

�Tell me you like being my bitch,� he said very sternly and bringing the whip against my back again.

�I like being your bitch, Johnny,�� I said with a whimper, then grimacing as I felt the blow to my back..� He had enough strength to make me really feel the whip when he brought it down.

�What would you like me to do to you now, bitch?�� He brought the whip down again, this time not as hard.� I was thankful for that.� I wasn�t sure what he was looking for, so I had to guess, hoping I had the right answer.

�Would you please fuck me, Johnny?� Fuck me in my boy cunt?�� I asked, looking up to him, pretending to beg to him, hoping that wasn't what he wanted.

�What do you want me to do?� Tell me again!� He brought the whip down once more.

�Johnny, please fuck me in the ass.� Take me as your bitch.� Please, Johnny?� I had my big eyes looking right into his eyes.� He was just a skinny kid, but he looked so powerful as I knelt before Him.� He was naked, I had on sissy clothes, and I was begging him to fuck me.

�Okay, bitch.� Get your butt over to the bench and lean over it now.��� One more crack of the whip and I was moving.� I went over to the bench and knelt down in front of it.� I put my chest up on it and held it with my arms.� My butt was up in the air just waiting for him to take me.

He came over and ripped my skirt down.� Then he took down my panties, leaving my bare ass sticking there, naked except for the garter straps holding up my nylons.� I felt the whip come down twice on my bare ass, stinging like all hell.� But my cock was now released, andi t felt so relieved as it dangled below me.

Johnny had picked up some kind of lubricant somewhere, and he applied it to my ass and anus.� I felt his fingers, first one, then two, slip into my asshole, lubricating it good.�� He worked the fingers in and out of my hole, making sure my sphincter muscles were relaxed enough. �I just held on for dear life. Then I felt Johnny take hold of my hips, and then felt his hard again cock slip into my ass.

He went slow at first.� I felt his hands warp around and grab my cock as he started to pump his rod into my boy pussy.� He tried to rub my cock at the same pace as he was jamming his rod into me, but that didn�t work too well.� He finally just concentrated on fucking me.� He got harder and harder with his pushes into me.

He wasn't very big, but I felt so full of him. I was breathing heavy and with every thrust, I felt like I was even going to spurt out cum.� His breathing got heavier and his grip tighter on me as he rammed that ten-year-old prick into my ass.� I could feel him tense up and he shot another load into my butthole as I came, throwing my load on the floor.� He gave one more plunge and breathed sigh of relief.� I just lay there, my seed� dripping out of my cock as the fuck came to an end.� Johnny pulled out of me and I heard hand clapping.

I turned my head and saw Jackie clapping and Joan walking toward me with a video camera.� They had me again, this time dressed like a whore and being fucked by a young stud in the ass.� If my life wasn�t over before, it certainly was now.