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“SUE”

Dave was still asleep the next day when Carlos came over. Finally, he could just pull me to him and feel me up with those huge hands of his. He asked me if I was worried about Dave seeing it. I told him, “Not at all! He knows the score now.” I told him I wanted to even have fun today and force him to take his second load of cum.

Carlos said he would be happy to help out… unless I had another donor lined up. The thought of making Dave suck someone else’s cock and being forced to swallow his cum was rather intriguing to me, but I thought I should take it a little slowly. But I did say to Carlos, “Maybe your driver could use some relief someday.” He told me that John had even asked if he needed a volunteer to help train him. My mind flourished with ideas for the future. I told Carlos, “I want him properly trained first, so how about a little practice today to hone my skills. Besides, if I can get him mad enough at me, you might just like what I came up with in the shower this morning. He just grinned.

I went into the bedroom and jumped on the bed. I said, “Come on sleepy head. I have a special breakfast waiting for you.” I kissed him and told him to hurry to the kitchen. He went to the bathroom and came out a few minutes later. Dave was a little stunned and dismayed to see Carlos was already there. He asked, “Where’s the food?” I walked up behind Carlos and peaked under his arm as I grabbed his balls. I said, “It’s right in here honey, you just have to make it, and then Carlos will serve it up to you. Isn‘t that nice of him to be so willing to feed a starving man? You remember how I showed you to do it yesterday, don’t you?” He was not a happy camper at that, but I loved teasing him with what I was going to do to him today. Plus, I knew I was going to get to fuck Carlos for the first time. I was so fucking ready for it after nearly a week of doing everything but fucking him. I knew how wrong it all was, but god, did it get me so ever fucking hot just thinking about making my boyfriend swallow a mans cock and then his sperm… and for me yet. The power I felt rushing over me was so intoxicating.

Carlos suggested we go to our bedroom today, but I whispered in his ear that I needed the chair and ropes one more time. He loved my enthusiasm and told Dave to finish getting dressed. As we rode over to the safe house, Dave was in the back seat as I sat between the guys up front. I really sent a zinger Dave’s way when I asked John, a man I’ve never really talked to, if he might be interested in getting a blowjob from my boyfriend someday. As John looked through his mirror at Dave, he answered, “I’d like that a lot.” I didn’t look, but I fully knew Dave was shitting his pants over that one.

As soon as we got there, I sent Dave to wait in the bedroom. I told him I wanted to be alone with my other guy to have some private make-out time. I knew I was being so bad to him and treating him like shit, but damn, every little thing I did to him like that got me so fucking hot and horny. And I swear, just the thought of getting a cock into Dave’s mouth brought me so close to an orgasm each time. I told Carlos that in order to really take control of Dave’s last shred of dignity and make him my toy that I would have to fuck him today. He smiled and asked what I had in mind. I told him it was a surprise, and that it would only really work well if I got Dave pissed at me first… so I could have a reason to punish him. Strange, I thought! What will be punishment for him today would be considered a reward to him in a couple of weeks; if I get him trained properly. And was I ever going to work on training him.

I stripped Carlos and he helped me strip down as well. I told him I wanted him to carry me into the bedroom naked again to taunt Dave with thoughts of what we had been doing. He was really getting off on how much I was getting into all this. So off we went with me in Carlos’ arms and me kissing him on the way through the door. He laid me carefully on the bed and I splayed my legs for both guys to see me finger myself a little. After a couple of minutes of the guys’ mouths hanging open, I bounced off the bed and pulled Dave to the chair, almost playfully. I pulled his shirt off him and said, “This is your seat of honor. Only the best of boyfriends get to sit here. Carlos for instance, couldn’t sit here because he doesn’t like to give even a girl a blowjob. But since you like giving both girls and guys blowjobs so much, this will always be your seat.

I pushed him into it and reached for the ropes. I stood over him waiting for him to put his forearms on the chair arms. He finally figured it out, but did it reluctantly. I made quite a thing out of tying him down to the chair. It was so hard to believe how far I had come from a mild and meek girl just a few days ago, to this. When all four limbs were tied securely, I started to taunt and tease him, trying to get him pissed off at me. I knew that would make me feel much better about what I had planned for him. But it was taking much more to get him going now, so I came right out and hit the nails on the head. I undid his pants and bared his jewels to the world. I know how fragile a guy’s ego is around men with bigger cocks than their own, so he had to be quite embarrassed at his difference in size from Carlos’ equipment.

I got behind him and rubbed my very hard nipples across his bare back, leaned to his ear and said he could have it his way today. I knew he wouldn’t give me an answer, and that was good. I didn’t really want him to have any choices today anyway. But I asked some very embarrassing questions to get him mad. Like, “So, how do you want your breakfast today… straight from the tap, or in a juice glass?” And, “You’re really anxious to suck off my other guy, aren’t you? It’s alright; he really does taste good doesn’t he. And you would know best after all, after your torrid love affair with him yesterday.” Carlos was smirking and laughing away while on one arm, lying across the bed. He was eating all this up himself; he was clearly proud of his student and toy. I asked if he liked my suggestion to John in the car, and when he wouldn’t answer, I thought out loud, “Maybe I’ll call him.”

Still no reaction! So I pulled out the big fears of any straight guy and asked, “Maybe you want to collect his load up your ass instead. Is that why you’ve been so quiet?” That did it! I could feel his heart beating faster as I said it. I was still hugging on him and rubbing my tits up against his back as he went on a fatal tirade.

Dave spewed away, “Why don’t you fuck him, you’ve done everything else, you fucking whore. You said it was the only thing you hadn’t done yet, so just fucking do it and leave me out of it.”

Before going on my own tirade, I pointed out in his ear that I said there were two things we hadn’t done, and that the other one would always be his job to do alone. Then I bit his ear slightly and said, “So, I’m still a fucking whore to you, huh? Well, I guess you didn’t see who the real fucking whore really was yesterday. Well, I was going to just let you suck off my other boyfriend today, but now you’ll have to be satisfied watching me get his cum instead and you can starve.” With that I went up on the bed, squatted over Carlos’ cock, and positioned his instrument for easy access. Then as I looked back at Dave, I rubbed his hard-ass cock back and forth over my lips, getting him nicely wet. But I figured it was too hard to watch Dave’s face this way, so I turned around to face him. As I positioned my pussy right over the head of Carlos’ cock, I stared into Dave’s eyes to taunt him. He was going to suffer the two most ultimate embarrassments now, back to back. First, he had a front row seat so he could watch his own girlfriend fuck another guy right in front of his eyes. And man, was I going to let him know how much I enjoyed it.

I sneered at Dave as I pushed myself down over the head of his cock and enjoyed the forced widening of my pussy lips. I had never had a cock this thick in me before, and it felt sooo damn good. I gyrated my hips as I sunk down over Carlos’ cock, taking about half of it into me. Then I accentuated the action of my hips as I slowly pulled away from him, and then pushed it back into me. Dave was so wide eyed and clearly pissed. But I was so glad I had taken his pants down. It was clear that no matter how disgusted he was with my fucking another guy right in front of him, there was also a side of him that couldn’t get past the same thing that turned me on. That was obvious as I saw his own prick getting rather hard as I slid down further on the one in me. I turned some to Carlos and said, “Awww, Dave is so happy for us. Look, he has such a cute, tiny little hardon for me. Isn’t that sweet that he’s so happy for us?”

Carlos repositioned himself so he could see Dave and said, “I see he is happy. How does that little pecker ever keep a hot little bitch like you happy?”

My cunt was so filled up that I had to concentrate some on keeping it from splitting me in two, so Carlos took over taunting Dave for a while. I noticed the more he teased him, the harder his prick got; both the guys got harder actually. I leered at Dave as he could clearly see I was about to have my first cum of the day. Carlos had no idea, but Dave knew how to read my sex faces extremely well. As I slowed to enjoy the quivering inside me, I swear Dave almost gave a look of satisfaction at being the one to truly cause it. Then to finish cumming, I thrust down hard onto Carlos several times. As I went back to sliding over his cock, I blew Dave a kiss. I realized why I had to keep a hold on Dave; he may not have the equipment or the ability to control me like Carlos, but he had everything else. Later I would have to remember to tell him that. Fuck, Carlos wasn’t even in tune with me sexually enough to know I just had a mind blowing fucking orgasm, but Dave’s face clearly showed it.

I was so enjoying my first ride on Carlos. I was savoring the feel of suck a thick rod in me, the slight humping he was doing to force me to take more of him. I noticed that he was so long that I couldn’t quite get all of his cock into me. As nasty as I was feeling, I still felt a little bad at teasing Dave so much; at least until I saw him staring at the union of our crotches. I saw that Dave could quickly get use to seeing me fuck other guys and even appreciate it if I went about it the right way. I knew it would probably be days before he would admit it, but when faced with the lesser of two evils, he would. So, I just had to show him that there were worse things in life to seeing your girlfriend getting her pussy blissfully fucked.

I was feeling that Carlos was getting ready to cum, his moaning and grunting had barely been audible through my nasty thoughts. I told Dave, “Oh honey, Carlos is about to give me your breakfast. You should have been nicer to me.” I could feel his warm cum spewing inside of me, and shuddered with another orgasm. I cried out, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” All the while I was trying to keep my eyes opened enough to watch Dave. I’d never seen anyone being so happy for someone while at the same time hating them, but he managed the look. I pushed once more down onto Carlos, and since he already was going soft in me, I bottomed out finally and felt his pubic hair against my own swollen lips. “I’m sorry Dave,” I said “for stealing your breakfast, but I’ve been waiting days for Carlos to finally fuck me. It was sooo good. Did you enjoy watching us?”

Carlos knew that wasn’t the extent of what I had planned, and he was right. Everything so far had just been preparations for the main event. Being forced to watch as your girlfriend fucks another guy right in front of you was the next to the worst thing a girl to do to a boy’s ego. The most emasculating thing a girl could do was coming right now. I turned around and smiled as largely as I could for Carlos and said to him, “Enjoy!”, and scrunched up my nose in sinful delight.

I pulled off Carlos’ softening prick and went to hug Dave from behind him again. I reached between his legs, took a hold of his hardon and chastised him for enjoying my getting fucked so much. I swirled around him enough to plant a kiss on him, but when he wouldn’t respond nicely I pulled back and said, “I want a fucking kiss!” He knew I was dead serious, and complied much better. When I was done with his lips, I pulled away and said, “After all, in a minute I wouldn’t kiss you for anything in the world.” His look turned to puzzlement instantly. Even Carlos was staring in wonder as I slowly tipped Dave’s chair back, making sure not to drop him.

As I let the chair rest on the floor, I flashed a quick smile to Carlos and told him he may want to come closer for this. Dave was quickly catching on. I backed my legs over the chair so I was looking straight down at Dave’s face and started squatting. As he looked at the mess Carlos had left me with, his eyes couldn’t believe what I was about to make him do. The ultimate emasculation was working wonders as his face churned with agony. I took a long, slow dissent squatting over his face. He started to protest, so I quickened my pace until I smothered his lips with my lips. I squirmed around a little to get a proper fit over his mouth and told him, “Do you really think I’m such a bitch as to steal your breakfast from you? Now get to work doing what you do best.”

I could feel he wasn’t doing much of anything, but I let him get away with it as I spoke to Carlos. I told him that this was the one thing that proved to me how much of a man he really was and that even he couldn’t do better than Dave. Carlos quipped that “sucking sloppy cunts was a toy job anyway”. Then I informed Dave that not only was he supposed to clean me up, suck down all his breakfast that Carlos made for him, but that I expected a major fucking cum like he always provided me with when he gave me head. I started rubbing my pussy all over his mouth and could see the juices from Carlos and myself smearing over his face. And when he refused to stick his tongue into me, I planted myself hard against his mouth and pinched his nose. He could barely struggle in this position and I instantly tingled at his attempts.

I had almost cum the day before when I was forcing him to swallow, today was set up entirely to make sure I got to finish this time. I rocked slowly over his mouth, telling him that he better start tonguing me, pinching his nose for a few seconds at a time. Finally, I felt him complying. I went into my own world. I wasn’t even sure what I was saying to taunt him anymore; I was working to please myself as much as if I were alone with a really fantastic vibrating dildo. But science could never create anything that felt as good as Dave’s tonguing when he wanted to do a good job. And depriving him of air was starting to make him want to care about how well he performed. I asked Carlos, “I’m having such a good time with my new fucking toy. Am I pleasing you as well?” He said I was doing a splendid job. The size of his boner was enough to prove that to me.

I had a couple of “near misses” as Dave knew them. They were really small orgasms, but he knew I wasn’t going to be finished with him until he made me have an all out fucking cum, and he was well aware of what my juices tasted like when I came. I wondered if he would be able to taste a difference between mine and Carlos’. And then I barely remembered what I had been saving for that final humiliation as he was finishing me off. As I approached the final hill, I rubbed myself forcefully over his tongue and mouth, pinched his nose with no intent of letting go until he got me over the edge. I stared through the slits in my eyes and said, “Come on, you fucking sissy, eat his fucking cum. Eat every fucking drop of my mans’ cum.” And as he worked to earn his air supply back, I shuddered uncontrollably as I bent over his head to hold him tightly to my cunt. I shook like never before, quivering over his face as I rubbed my clit to his face and said, “You’re such a fine sissy. You’re going to make such a great fag for us.”

I suddenly felt him going limp and realized I was smothering him. I sat back up on my knees and slapped his face a little to wake him from it. He was far more concerned at nearly being smothered from life than the names I had just called him. I knew I owed him an apology, so I told him what was in my heart. I said, “That was the best fucking cum I have ever had in my life, sweetheart. You should be so proud of your abilities, no man could ever do better than that.” I looked up at Carlos and told him, “I’m sorry big guy, but he really did just out do you. And that was one wild fucking you just gave me.”

I stared at Dave’s face as he started getting his color back, hoping he could see the honesty in what I was telling him. I really did want him to know that despite being my obvious little servant now, that I really and truly did still love him and wanted to stay with him forever. It was just too bad that he was going to have to put up with all my evil little desires to stick it out. I wondered if I could ever find an end to this now, knowing just how much I had falling in love with my control and power over him. Sure it was great turning him into a sissy, a fag if you will, but I really wanted him to be the man that I had fallen in love with as well. Was there even a possible balance that could be achieved to satisfy me? And Dave?

As I stood up from him and tried to get feeling back into my own legs, I had to say one last thing. I went to the drawers and brought back a mirror. As I held it in front of him I pointed out, “See Dave, this is what a cum sucking whore really looks like.” He wasn’t happy with my candor.

I looked at Carlos and said, “I think he knows all the rules and warnings. Let’s just let him go. I want to take him home and fuck the shit out of him now.” Carlos admitted that he was spent too and started untying him for me. When Dave stood up, his looks for me were anything but pleasant or gracious. I told him, “Honey, could you grab that chair and the ropes. I think it would be more convenient if they were at our house.” Carlos twisted his face to show his agreement. I went on to say to the both of them, “But you might still be coming over here. If Carlos wants you alone for a private little blowjob he might want to take you here.” I turned to Dave and asked him, “You wouldn’t be afraid to come here alone with Carlos would you… or John if I decide to let him have at you?” This time I demanded a verbal answer from him and he finally squeaked out, “No!” I smiled so broadly; that “no” meant I had broken my boyfriend. He was even acknowledging that he may be serving other men and settling into his fate.

When we got home, Carlos sat at the table with us and we very openly talking about what we were going to be putting Dave through in the next couple of weeks. He rarely said a word and listened at all the torments we were planning for him. I informed him that if he wanted a break from eating Carlos’ cream, that he would have to take it five days in a row, willingly. His eyes looked so frightened. I added that on the fourth blowjob, he would have to ask for it himself. And the fifth, well that one was to prove he was fully broken in. He would have to suck on a strange piece of meat for that cum. Carlos suggested John, but I told him he was free to find his own cum supplier if he wished. The one stickler to this was that he had to ask the guy himself. Dave started shaking his head and saying he couldn’t do all that. We cheered him on and told him we would be there all the way to help and “encourage” him. He clearly understood what we meant by “encourage”.

I walked Carlos out to his car so I could ask him for some special help. I stopped him before we got there and told him how much fun I was having making Dave my toy, but I was worried about the future. He told me that after he had had his fill, that he would put Dave back in the saddle for me so he could feel manly again. I said, “No, you don’t understand. I can probably do that part myself. But I don’t want to lose my control over him. I have a sex life now that other girls would kill for, and I want to be sure I get to keep it. Right now you have him sort of blackmailed into complying with our wishes. But I don’t have anything to hold over him. I need some ideas on how to keep him under control. You have any ideas?” He thought for a moment and realized that it would take some heavy thinking. He told me he would come up with something for his sweet little toy to use, but promised not to let go of him until he did.

When Carlos left, I went back inside and pulled Dave close to me. He thought I was going to kiss him, but I said instead, “I’m going to enjoy you like never before. You like knowing you’re going to be my toy, Carlos’ sissy, and even turned over to the occasional stranger now and then; don’t you?” He looked so pissed. I leaned in to kiss him, but pulled back just as he went for me. I teased him one last time for the day, “You don’t think I’m going to kiss that mouth do you. You still have cum all over you.” I sent him to take a shower and brush his teeth really well.

When he came back to the bedroom, I had put on some really sexy lingerie and expected him to help me fuck away the day, but, for some reason he wasn’t very interested. He remarked that I was obviously still very ‘messy’ myself. I replied, “That’s your fault then. You were supposed to have cleaned me up. What the hell were you doing down there?” He started to get dressed and I tried cooing him into wanting to take me, but he was still really pissed off at me for what I had put him through. So I figured I’d let it go for a while. I thought that since he was so mad at me for being so mean during our playtime, I would be super sweet during the rest of the time to make up for it. I was becoming such a pig. I wanted it all; I wanted my little sissy to continue doing nasty things for my pleasure, but I also wanted the macho guy the rest of the time to be able to take care of all my other needs.

After supper, I was so frigging horny that I needed my guy bad. I was trying everything I could think of to entice him into sexing me up, but he was still livid towards me. Finally, just before I decided to finger myself for some bit of relief, it came to me. I bluffed him into it. I said, “Damn, I guess you really did like Carlos cream. I didn’t think I would turn you into a fag that fast. Well, I know what you need then.” With that I went to the phone and started to call Carlos’ private phone. Dave stopped me and asked what I was doing. I told him that he had been so sweet to me in the morning, that the least I could do was get Carlos to either come by or find a guy to come by to take care of his needs. He was so mad at me, I had found a way to get my own way again. Carlos had taught me to be such a spoiled brat.

So I finally got my pussy plowed a second time. Dave’s cock may not have been as large as Carlos’, but he certainly knew how to use it. And because he was so disgusted with me, he did a really good job trying to get himself off so he could get away from me. I knew my guy Dave though; he would mellow out in a few days of intense training. He was going to be just fine. I even worked on lifting his ego for the rest of the night. I told him how no one knew what he was going through except the three of us, and John to a small extent. I had seen that he had gotten at least some measure of satisfaction from his playtime because of his telltale boner. I pointed out that he was still the most magnificent beast when it came to giving me a blowjob. Then he said, “And Carlos?” I told him he really hadn’t even given him a real blowjob; he had barely even sucked on his cock. But my mouth went off on its own, and said, “At least until tomorrow.”

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