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Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

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“DAVE”

I got up at sunrise today. I had to find a way out of this fucking shit being done to me. I was so pissed at everything that was going on. Carlos was bad enough, but having Sue taking part, and acting so delighted at the horrific crap she was putting me through was just too much to accept. Last night she even told me that I was still every bit the man she first met. But if she believed that, she never would have called me a sissy and a fag. She knew better than anyone that I couldn’t say no to any of the crap being forced on me.

Sue was another story in herself. On the one hand, I had never seen her so excited with life, but it was at my expense. On the other hand, she obviously had been hiding a dominant side of her I never knew existed. I loved the girl so much, but how could she take so much pleasure in my humiliation and force me to do those disgusting things. And the big thing she didn’t know, was that if she had of approached some of these things in a more subdued fashion, I might have been willing to try some of them. Even giving a guy a blowjob had been a fantasy that I had often jerked myself off to, but certainly not with my boss, or anyone from the “organization”. Even though I could have lived my entire life without tasting a guy’s prick, she was the one girl that could have probably gotten me to do it at least once for her. Swallowing was an entirely different story though.

Now, I had the problem of her seeing, and even being the one, to make me lose all my dignity. I feared I could never really feel like a real man in her eyes again. I was finding it extremely hard to look into her eyes as it was now. The absolute worst part of my situation at the moment was that I wasn’t even allowed to talk to her about these things. She had always been my confidante and sounding board for all my problems. Now I was totally alone. I was more depressed than I’d ever been, and I could feel things closing in on me fast.

I heard a noise outside the door and found myself worrying if it was Carlos, coming to torment me some more. That reminded me about why I wasn’t able to sleep all night. I knew all too well that today was the day Sue had promised I’d be giving Carlos his ‘first’ all out blowjob. I dwelled on that and wondered what it was going to be like. I remembered what it had felt like two days earlier when I had his cock in my mouth those two times. I felt so humiliated and violated, especially in front of Sue. The thickness had forced my mouth open so wide the first time I thought I was going to choke on it. And then when I was forced to catch his cum I had to clamp my lips over the huge mushroom head of it to keep from losing any of it. I feared just what Sue would do if I missed any as she had warned against. As I waited for him to start, I remembered the smoothness and texture of the head of his cock. And stupid me, I had put my tongue to the end of it to keep it from going any deeper. When he started cumming, my tongue was right there tasting it immediately. I didn’t think I could take the ending again. After he had finished, he gave several deep thrusts and it gagged me trying to keep from swallowing any cum. And his cum was so thick, that even after Sue had made me swallow it, some had stuck to my teeth and around my gums.

Suddenly, I realized I had a major hardon and felt so weird. I had to wonder just what it had been that caused this involuntary reaction. I started questioning my own thoughts about this subject and how I was going to face it in the days to come.

Sue came trudging into the kitchen then and asked what I was thinking about. I told her she should be able to guess. She pushed her way onto my lap, put an arm around me and I thought I was going to finally get some serious sympathy. Instead she kissed me and said gleefully, “Oh, that’s right. Today’s the big day, isn’t it. You afraid you aren’t going to be able to get Carlos to cum? Don’t worry, I’ll be there to help you along.” She must have realized how pissed her lack of caring got me. She came back to reality and said, “I’m sorry! I know this is hard on you, but every time you do it, it’ll get easier. Just relax and try to enjoy it.” I asked her if she would enjoy it, and she countered with, “If I was in your position, I’d learn to fast.”

As she started to cook us some ham and eggs, she was musing aloud just how the ‘play date’ should be arranged today. She noticed the chair in the corner of the kitchen and asked me to go place it in front of the bed so it would be ready when Carlos got there. For some reason I couldn’t explain, I did it immediately. I felt like I was setting up my own torture chamber. When I got back to the kitchen she started asking me how I wanted things to proceed today. I told her I wanted to walk into the ocean and not look back. She told me not to sulk and asked, “Would you rather be in your chair, or free and on your knees so you can control how much of his cock goes into your mouth. Maybe you should just lie on your back on the bed and let him fuck your mouth. That would probably get him to cum the fastest. What do you think?”

I knew any answer I gave would show willingness and I didn’t want her to see that; but on the other hand, I did want to make it go as easy and fast as possible. I finally decided to say, “Does it matter! It’s not like you aren’t going to find some way to enjoy yourself immensely. Why are you doing this to me? You say you love me, but then you make me do this shit.” Sue looked me dead in the eyes and said, “You know me better than I know myself. Instead of worrying about what’s happening to you today, watch what I’m going through. When I’m in the middle of cumming myself, or I’m watching you take his dick, or I’m rubbing your throat to help his cream go down; look at my eyes and you’ll know why I’m doing all this shit to you. It makes me so fucking hot, I can’t begin to explain it. Just go with it for a little while and I’ll make it easy for you, I promise.”

Sue went on to say, “And I decided last night that I would find ways of rewarding you for being a good boy. But you can’t let Carlos know I’m rewarding you at all. I’ll let you know a huge secret… Carlos told me that when you willingly suck him off four days in a row, he’s going to bring by a really hot girl for you to feast on. Won’t that be nice? You can get some of your manhood back.”

That brought me to the subject of the names she had called me. I asked her why and she said, “Its like when I guy refers to his girl as his bitch. He doesn’t mean it in a bad way, he’s trying to sexualize her. When I get you to take Carlos’ prick into your mouth or swallow his cum, I want you to know you’re my sissy. It makes me proud to know I got you to be my sissy. Would you rather me call you my fag?”

Just then we heard Carlos at the door and she scurried to answer it. As soon as the door was shut, Sue pulled off the sweater she had been wearing and rubbed herself up against his chest. When she turned around her nipples were already rock hard. She slid behind Carlos and peeked around him at me and started right in on me. She told him how she had just been asking how I wanted to give my first real blowjob. He wanted to know what she had come up with and she ran down her list.

Sue told him she offered me the choice of the chair, kneeling for him, or laying on the bed so he could fuck me like a mad man. He looked at me and wanted to know which one I had picked. She saw how distressed I was and spoke up for me. She told him I wanted him to pick for me. Carlos said he had his own ideas. He told us that since my fifth time would be my most willing act that I should start on the opposite end. She turned Carlos around to face her and they whispered between themselves for a minute.

Carlos walked over to me and said, “This time it’s going to be my way.” He pushed me back against the wall somewhat forcefully and held me there. He ordered Sue to strip me. She couldn’t move fast enough and explained for my benefit that I didn’t have to do a thing on my own, that Carlos would be taking whatever he wanted from me. With his forearm holding me to the wall by my neck, Sue took off his shirt, and then his pants, shorts and shoes. Sue still had on her micro skirt, but that was the only clothes left on any of us. Then Sue started to get in on the demands.

She ordered me to look down at his prick and then to grab it in one hand and start working it to get it really hard. She then ordered me to rub his balls in my other hand to prepare my “meal”. I was very intimidated by Carlos’ physical actions, as he normally used his voice to get what he wanted. Sue kept demanding that I rub him harder and more sensually to get him prepared for my mouth. And she made me look at our crotches to point out the differences between our hardware. Carlos caught me off guard and pushed hard on my shoulders to get me on my knees. But Sue got mad and told me to stand back up. She told Carlos that I had gone down too easily and wanted me to resist his advances more fervently. He kissed her to acknowledge her wisdom at this dominance game. Again he put his hands on my shoulders, and as I held onto his cock and balls still, I struggled to keep from going down too quickly. When he did get me to my knees, she was much more pleased and told me to put up a better fight for the rest of today’s playtime together.

As Carlos rubbed his cock against my face, he told her he had a partial answer to her problem from yesterday. I was left to wonder what he meant, and even Sue had to think about what he was talking about. She told him to tell her later, after I had been fed. Sue got on her knees beside me and I thought she was going to get him started for me. But instead, she wrapped both of her arms and hands around my head, grabbed my hair and tilted my head back while Carlos forced his cock through my lips. She told me to enjoy just the head of his cock for a moment, then to lick his slit for a while as I held it in my mouth. He wasn’t moving, so she made me move my head around as I was forced to suck the head of his cock.

With Sue holding my head in position, he started to move in and out of me, while she asked me if her sissy was doing okay. She told me it would help me a little if when he went nuts on my mouth, and he would, to let my head go limp to keep from getting a hole poked into the back of my head. My brain was racing with the embarrassment of having my own girlfriend forcing me to give another guy a blowjob; and to someone she was now referring to as her boyfriend as well. It was so humiliating the way she was holding my head for him to have easy access to my mouth as he grunted and groaned over the feel of fucking me. I wanted to get this over so bad that I started doing whatever I was told right off, just to hurry things along.

Sue was taking such pleasure in informing me of my last duty; to swallow when I was told. She had worked her way around to squat on her knees beside me, so she could see my face. Carlos was slowly replacing her grip on my head with his own hands. While I was concentrating on trying to keep from gagging, Sue was doing her best to encourage me by telling me things like, “Come on hun, you want this day to count toward the five in a row, right?” And, “Show me how good of a sissy you can be, to make me proud of you.” Her words reminded me of what she had said earlier before Carlos had arrived; watch her face as she was in the midst of doing all this nasty shit to me. I suddenly saw what she meant; it was like she had left her body and given it over to a total stranger. Her eyes were almost glowing and wide with lust. Her mouth twisted as if his cock were banging away at hers instead of mine. And she kept biting her lower lip as she studied every minor detail of my torment. But she seemed most excited when she would find a new way to taunt me. She almost looked like she was having an orgasm as she said to me, “You’re going to have so much fun being Carlos’ bitch for me. You’ll soon be begging to be my sissy and get me to let him feed you every day. Hell, you’ll probably be asking me to bring home strangers for you to suck off, just to prove to me how much you love me.”

As she stared at the site just inches from her own eyes, she started rubbing my ass in one hand and my boner in her other. She informed Carlos of my hardness and told him to keep pleasuring me, and he started to pump away at my mouth faster and harder. He was still only feeding me half of his length, and I knew I couldn’t take much more. The more Sue’s hand worked my shaft, the more I concentrated on watching Carlos’ cock go in and out of me. It was so hard to believe I was the device he was using to get himself off with; and that I was soon going to have to deal with his sperm. I had no idea how I was going to deal with that, but only a moment later, Sue let me know how it was going to happen.

First she put her hand onto the back of my head and pushed forward as Carlos was already pushing into me. She seemed to like my gagging and gurgling sounds. Her hands knotted up in my hair in between Carlos’ hands, and she orchestrated the coming events. She demanded that I was to hold still with my mouth open as wide as possible as he dumped his load into my mouth. Then I was to show the both of them how much there was in my mouth. Sue stopped short of saying what would happen with his cream, but it wasn’t going to be long before I found out. Carlos was getting verbally abusive towards me himself. I was learning that the closer these two were to cumming, the worse things they would say to me.

Carlos was now ramming his cock into me, trying to get me to tighten my lips around him as he did it. I was trying to keep from getting impaled, but it was extremely hard with three hands holding my head. I was getting to the point where I was happy if I had time to stop choking between his deeper thrusts. It seemed like forever since I had last swallowed my own spit that his pumping was forcing my body to make. The slimy mess was starting to seep from the corners of my mouth as his shaft did its thing with me. Sue’s hand was still jerking away at my own prick, and I was getting worried. The more I watched myself getting used in this fashion, the closer her hand was coming to getting me to cum. I knew I couldn’t do that, but with everything happening to me, thinking about what was happening to my own cock was way down on the list of things to worry about. The taunts couldn’t get worse; I knew he was seconds from cumming.

Carlos said, “Come on sissy, you’re almost there. Make your girl proud. Show her how much you want my cum in your mouth.” Sue followed by her saying, “Come on you fucking fag, show my guy how fucking much you love sucking his big-ass prick. I want to hear you moan your delight to him as he fills your mouth with his cock juice.”

Carlos was thrusting so hard that I found my hands grasping at his legs to keep from being knocked over. And then I did the strangest thing; I grabbed his balls in one hand and rubbed them as he fucked away at me. Sue noticed and though she didn’t say anything to him, it excited her into tormenting me further. She said, “Okay sweety, open wide and jerk his shaft off into your mouth.”

Carlos stopped his ramming motion, and I wrapped my right hand around his shaft and started pulling away at his shaft as if to milk his cock into me. My other hand was fumbling with his balls and pulling them towards me like I had to hold him in position for this. And then Sue squealed in vast excitement as she saw his first shot spray onto my tongue. She encouraged me to milk him for all of his semen. I found myself moaning as he started to cum for me. But it wasn’t out of delight, more out of the disbelief that I was letting him do this to me. Suddenly I realized I was cumming myself. Sue had stopped pulling on me, but it happened anyway. And as I felt the intense pulsing running through my hand with every spurt, I held my mouth open for the two of them to see me catching his cum on my tongue. I was working at pulling on his cock tightly from the base of his shaft, squeezing it empty as I moved my hand closer to my own mouth, then quickly sliding my hand back to the base to repeat the motion. I was holding the tip of his cock right to the edge of my tongue to make sure I didn’t miss any. I certainly didn’t want to have to lick it off the floor as I had been told would happen if I ever missed any.

When Sue was sure I had milked the last drops from him, she said, “Show us your reward now honey.” I turned my head towards her and opened wide for her to see. She murmured her delight, and told me to show Carlos. I turned back towards him, lifted my head and opened my mouth wide. He reveled in having made me his bitch. Sue got behind me and told me to keep looking at Carlos, and to shut my mouth. When I did, she wrapped one hand tightly over my mouth and leaned her hot tits against my back and just held me for a few seconds. I guess she was enjoying herself, knowing she had caused her boyfriend to have a mouthful of another man’s sperm, again. Then she told me, “Keep watching Carlos so he can see…” and she rubbed her other hand over my throat. It was impossible to keep from swallowing as she rubbed up and down over the length of my throat. His face was almost as delighted at seeing me swallowing his slime, as Sue’s. She had laid her head on my shoulder and was watching my throat going through the motions of swallowing. Her moans sounded almost like she was having a minor orgasm herself.

Sue, convinced I had finished swallowing all of it, backed away and said, “Ta da! You did it; you sucked off your first man. You did such a good fucking job.” As she looked up at Carlos, she said, “I have such a good fucking fag to share with you now. You can come by and play with the both of us anytime you want, right hun?” I wasn’t in much of a mood to go offering myself to anyone, and just stared at her. And then she looked down and saw the mess I had made on the floor. At first she thought it was cum that I had missed, but as she examined my own flaccid prick, she noticed I had gotten off in the middle of things. That changed everything!

Sue dropped her jaw and twisted it a little sideways. At last she said, “Oh my god, you really liked that, didn’t you? You got off on sucking off Carlos, you horny little fucker.” I told her she was all wrong as Carlos was laughing at me under his breath. I reminded her that she had been jerking me off and had been so into humiliating me that she hadn’t even noticed when she got me to cum. I could see she was wondering if I was telling the truth or not. She finally said, “I guess we’ll have to keep an eye on you and see what really did cause it. But I bet you really do like being your girlfriend’s sissy boy.”

Carlos asked about the cum on our floor and how it was going to get cleaned up. I knew he meant he wanted me to do it, orally. I begged Sue with my eyes not to make me do that, and she relented this time. She told Carlos that she had used a heavy duty cleaner on the floor that might poison her toy.

But she did make me wipe it up and then go sit in my chair at the foot of the bed. I was worried that she was going to continue using me in disgusting ways, but it appeared that she just wanted to fuck around with Carlos instead. About ten minutes later I heard him banging her against the wall between our bedroom and the kitchen. I figured he must have been taking her standing up. They were very vocal, for my embarrassment no doubt. After listening to her subdued screams of passion as she got off, there was silence for a minute until they came in. When they did come in, Sue had lost her skirt and was obviously very messed up in her crotch. I was worried about what she might have planned, especially when I saw she had a glass of water and a vial in her hand.

She gave me the glass, took two pills from the vial and handed them to me. I was ordered to take them. I wanted to know what they were first, but Carlos insisted under the threat of his fists that I just do as I was told. They could be poison for all I knew, but the one thing that made me feel safe about them was that I knew how much under Sue’s control I had become. She wouldn’t do anything to lose that appeal right now. I put them into my mouth and swallowed them down with a swig of water. As they were going down, I figured that they might be sleeping pills for some reason. I knew I didn’t want to be around Carlos asleep, and got very worried. I felt a whole lot better when Sue took one of the pills herself, but with a clean glass of water… after all, I had touched the glass with my lips and I had just taken Carlos’ load in my mouth.

Sue and Carlos embraced for a long hug, kiss, and groping goodbye. When we heard the door shut, Sue sat at the foot of the bed directly in front of me. I glanced at her crotch, trying to see if she was indeed covered in his mess, but trying not to let her see me. She did catch me glimpsing at her, but instead said, “So, my little sissy got his own rocks off as he blew his first cock.” She smiled wickedly and went on, “I think we’re going to have to step things up a notch.” I asked her what she meant, and what the pills I took had been. She said the pills were tranquilizers to help me relax. I was going to have to start taking them until I was more comfortable in my new role. Then, “And I guess since you like this more than I thought you might at this point, I told Carlos that I can’t go on playing with you just once a day. I’m going to start enjoying you when and where I want. But at least when it’s just you and I, you won’t be so embarrassed to do what I tell you. I didn’t know quite how to respond.

Then Sue looked down at her pussy and smiled. Her thighs were wet and slimy, her pubes mashed with cum, and a glob of Carlos’ cum was caught right between her lips. She spread her legs and told me to lick her clit, and nothing else. This was something she would often ask me to do to her, that I had even liked in the past, but usually there wasn’t a bunch of a guy’s sperm all around it. I enjoyed watching her go nuts as I would attach myself to that little nub of flesh and torture it with gentle biting as I licked the protruding part to make her jump in uncontrolled spasms. When I had hesitated too long, she got mad and asked if she needed to call Carlos back. I asked if her clit was all I had to do, but she got madder and told me to “just fucking do it”.

I got between her legs and pushed them slightly further apart. I started tonguing her clit and felt how swollen it had gotten from her adventures earlier. It was flushed with blood like a little cock head. She was very turned on and I could see that despite the fucking she had just received, she hadn’t had an orgasm. I felt so pleased by that. In all the time we had been together, I had never fucked her once without making sure she had cum at least once before I would allow myself to get off. Now she had finally seen that her new “boyfriend” wasn’t such a great fuck after all. I guess size doesn’t always matter. I couldn’t help myself, even knowing how mad I might get her, I had to rub it in. It would be my first pleasure in days. I looked up at her with a smirk on my face and asked, “So, the big man has a problem satisfying a girl himself, huh? I see you haven’t cum yet.” She indeed did get pissed.

Sue grabbed my hair and pulled me to her clit. I chewed at her just a little harder than I knew she liked. But when I looked up, I could see she wasn’t in the thralls I would normally expect to see. As much as I was pissed at her for all she had been putting me through, I felt like such a fucking loser. I knew what she needed to feel better, but she hadn’t asked for it and was trying to stay satisfied with me working on her clit. I leaned back and she got pissed and tried to pull me back to her. I said, “Wait a minute. If I get you off this way, will you still make me… you know… clean you?” She saw I was trying to bargain for a lesser degree of humility. She said, “Yeah, you get me off, you’ll be finished.” So, I went back to chewing lightly on her fleshy little hot spot. But it wasn’t in me to see her this way; I had always desired and aimed to do better than just what was needed. I wanted to make sure she understood just what I was doing for her, despite her treatment of me. I stopped again and looked solemnly into her eyes and asked, “This isn’t working very well, is it?” She looked ashamed as she shook her head “no’”. I just stared into her softening eyes that had lost her need for control of me, bent done and started sucking on her clit again.

After a few seconds, I swallowed my pride and put my tongue to the bottom of her slit, and licked my way back to her clit. I caught that glob of sperm left between her lips, and pretended it wasn’t there and swallowed. I repeated the action several times, and when she saw I was doing my normal routine to tongue her into cumming, she smiled and put her hands on the back of my head to help guide me to where it felt best. She understood my sacrifice for her; I was licking through the disgusting cum that Carlos had left in and on her just so she could finally get off herself. I could see the girl once again that I had fled to Florida with a week ago. Her breathing grew heavy and slow, and her hands twisted in my hair, but easy this time. She leaned back a little and pushed her hips forward and moved them up and down to grasp with her cunt the feelings she wished to gain from my tongue. I got my hands involved and she had to see that I was truly going to do my best to get her off now.

The perplexed look on her face suggested that she couldn’t understand why I would do such a good job for her after all she had done to me. But when I slid two fingers into her extremely wet and sloppy hole, crooked them up to the underside of her clit, her head fell backwards. She knew she only had seconds to go before I would make her cum like crazy. She had to brace herself with her hands against the bed, and spread her legs wider for me. I wiggled my fingers over her G spot just inside her canal, and fought my own fingers with my tongue for entry to her hole. As she started to buck in anticipation, I used my thumb to frig her clit wildly. It was always hard for me at this point to stay attached to her, but I always managed to keep her from bucking away from me by putting my free arm around her ass to hold her to me. She grunted her sweet high pitched screams of ecstasy and jabbed her pussy into my face as she squealed her way through cumming. Half way through her orgasm, she would always double over my head as if to hold my tongue and fingers in place. This was the time I felt superior to most other guys, as she would spasm a few last times at my mouth and fingers to shoot her final drops of cum; and then the final deep sigh that told me she was finished cumming.

Sue leaned back to catch her breath, and I was realizing I was only beginning to taste the nastiness of the cum I had been running my tongue through for the last several minutes. As I looked at the satisfaction on her face and the smile of realizing what I had just done for her, I grabbed one of her hands and placed it on the back of my head. She looked puzzled! I started to lap away at her in places I hadn’t needed to touch earlier. She got the hint and added her other hand to my head and started pushing her pussy over my lips for me to clean her up. Another big step had been lost on my part. First I had shot off my load while giving my first blowjob, now I was committing my first nasty act, willingly. I would find out sometime later that Sue considered this the most important part of my training. It was my first truly vulgar act of willing servitude.

As I stood up, I fell sideways onto the bed. I figured the tranquilizers the two of them had started me on had started working. Actually, I was glad they had come up with that idea; it would make it easier to endure what they were going to do to me.

“SUE”

When I went into the kitchen, I was surprised to find Dave just sitting at the table. It was plain to see he was fretting about having to give Carlos a blowjob today. Since I was getting use to getting all sexed up in the morning lately, I got right into my role and teased him about his impending servitude. I could see I hadn’t helped matters, but then teasing him was more for my heightened pleasures, not his. I told him not to worry, that I would be there to help him through it. Maybe that was his problem; he saw how excited I had become at helping him humiliate himself. I had hoped the degradation he felt would be a temporary thing, although, it was a big part of my pleasure.

I really wished I had a switch so I could just turn it on to the sissy mode when I wanted to play and the boyfriend mode when I wanted my old masculine, hot-shot guy back. I really was becoming a greedy little skank for wanting it both ways just for my pleasure.

I started cooking us something to eat while thinking of ways to get him prepped for Carlos, who would be here in less than an hour. I noticed “Dave’s chair” in the corner and couldn’t help but order him to place it where it belonged at the foot of our bed. I made should to refer to it as his chair. When he came back I teased him a little about what position he wanted to be in to give his first real cock sucking. He got mad over my teasing and blew off some steam. I tried to explain to him that he should check out my face and body language while I was really getting into playing with him to understand why I was so into it. He could read me like a book when he wanted to, but I was keeping him so worked up that he wasn’t noticing me. Then I even told him how I decided to start rewarding him behind Carlos’ back for playing along, and to make him feel better about his new position. I tried to explain how proud of myself I had become when I finally got him to a position where I felt I had made him my sissy boy. It was like having the worlds’ best sex toy.

We got interrupted by Carlos coming a bit earlier than usual. I felt bad that he didn’t get to eat, but then got so fucking hot thinking what he was going to get to eat in just a few minutes. I could almost make myself cream just thinking about Carlos shooting his cum in Dave’s mouth. It was so fucking nasty and raw. I never really thought about how bad it tasted to him, just how nasty it was for a guy to eat another guys’ cum.

Carlos wanted to get right to it and told us that he decided to take Dave his first time. He went right up to him and pinned him to the kitchen wall. He had me take off Dave’s clothes and then his. And I tore off my top; I needed my little girls out to play properly. I started barking orders for Dave to obey, and after Carlos finally put him onto his knees, I got down beside him. It was so wild getting him to take Carlos’ cock for me. I held his head in my arms and tilted it back to expose his sweet little guy mouth to Carlos’ prick for his first insertion. I made him tongue his cock head for a while to get the real taste of man meat. I got so frigging horny taunting him with what to do and what was ‘cumming’, that I had to grab Dave’s prick and started giving him a hand job. I was amazed to see just how hard he was as he was sucking off his first man.

Just before Carlos really started fucking away at his mouth, Dave grabbed his balls and started pulling them forward, like he was trying to help him cum even more intensely. I could tell Carlos was ready by his groaning and the things he was saying to my sissy; so I told Dave to open his mouth to catch his first load, and then gave him instructions on how to finish Carlos by hand. My sissy was doing such a great job. It was like he had had a lot of experience in front of a mans’ crotch, but I knew he hadn’t. When I saw the first shot of cum hit his tongue, I dropped his cock and stroked his face as he waited for the whole load to be delivered. His face was so wrinkled in embarrassment. He was moaning like crazy as he caught all of the cum, sort of like he was getting his teeth cleaned.

After I had him show his mouthful of success to Carlos and myself, I made him stare at Carlos as I forced him to swallow it all. I loved clamping my hand over his mouth and rubbing his throat to force him to swallow. It was so intoxicating and made my body rush with excitement. I heard Carlos tell him he was his bitch now, so I let him go. Just as I was about to get up, I saw cum all over the floor. I had just watched Dave swallow the whole load Carlos had fed him, and then it hit me as I saw a little cum still dripping from Dave’s cock. I found it so hard to believe that he had gotten off from sucking on his first cock. I was shocked and knew I had to think about this one. Dave tried to convince me that I had successfully jerked him off but I would have felt that. I thought I would have anyway. Carlos wanted to make him lick his own cum off the floor, but I spared him and came to his rescue.

Now it was my turn. I told Dave to go sit in his chair at the foot of the bed. I wanted Carlos to fuck me right where he had just fucked my toy, and started to jerk him back to hardness. I took off my skirt and let him have at me. He loved groping at my pussy and my girls. I loved the way he rubbed his hands all over my body so roughly and assertively. When he would squeeze one of my tits in his hand, I felt like a cow getting milked. He would squeeze the base of my conical shaped little boob, and pull his hand tighter the closer he got to my nipple. Then he would finish the grab by twisting and tweaking my nipple in his hand. It felt so frigging good that I would find myself pushing my chest out to encourage this milking process.

Carlos was ready to take his toy, and pushed me against the same wall he had just pushed his first conquest against. He told me to make it loud to fuck with my boyfriend’s mind. He lifted one of my legs to access my pussy hole, and it felt so wonderfully filling as he slid his cock slowly into me. It was one long steady push until he was bottomed out. Then he lifted me slightly to position me against the wall, and started fucking away at me. I couldn’t close my mouth; he felt so big next to Dave’s cock. My feet couldn’t reach the floor, so I was at the mercy of the length of his cock, and just how much he cared to push into me. Carlos grabbed my legs and spread them as wide as they would go. I was feeling more pain than pleasure now, but the look of satisfaction at the fucking he was taking from me turned me on. I knew now how Dave felt being used just for another person’s pleasure.

I had dreamed the night before about getting a good fucking from Carlos today, and I was, just not quite like I wanted it. As Carlos banged my ass, and head, into the wall; I moaned loudly to get into Dave’s head. I hadn’t even really gotten into a good feeling yet, and I saw Carlos’ face. He slapped me against the wall like crazy as I felt him dumping his load into my pussy. He finally let my legs hit the floor again and I pulled away from his cock. I felt a little left out. I hadn’t cum yet and he was all done with me. ‘Oh well’, I thought, ‘I was his toy and this was my job now. If I didn’t get satisfied, too bad’. I realized I had been used just like Dave. But unlike Dave, the feeling of being used as his cum receptacle was quite erotic to me.

After he got dressed, Carlos gave me a vial and told me to give my toy two pills to start, and one every six hours after that. I asked what they were and he said morphine. I was told to tell Dave they were tranquilizers instead. Carlos told me this was the first step in keeping Dave in control after we left Florida. The plan would be to hook him just enough so that he would perform as I wanted him to, to get his next pill. But I had to keep them well hidden. He told me he was still working on the rest of the plan for me.

I got a glass of water and we went in to give Dave his first dose. At first he didn’t want to take them, but did after some demanding language from Carlos. I caught Dave looking at the mess in my crotch and was hoping Carlos would take off soon. I wanted to make Dave finish getting me off. Carlos gave me one of those goodbyes that drove other guys nuts. He groped away at my tits as he kissed me, and then took one of those stares at me that girls just love to get to know that we are needed by our men.

As soon as the door closed, I sat in front of Dave and gave him a bit of a hard time over shooting his load earlier while sucking off Carlos. He continued to try to say I had jerked him off, but I had my doubts still. I gave him my good news, bad for him I guess, that I was going to be using him for my playtime more often. He peeked at the cum covered pussy sitting right in front of him again, and had to know what was coming. I told him I wanted him to do his thing on my clit. Before all this weird shit started, Dave had this really neat way of attacking my clit. He would do it one of two ways; he would either nibble and chew on it unmercifully, or he would do that and go nuts on the rest of my pussy at the same time. Considering that we looked upon this particular exercise as a unique form of getting me off, I felt a little embarrassed at asking him to do it. I was sure he would realize that if Carlos had just gotten me off, that my clit would be way too sensitive to be able to put up with this treatment.

Dave waited until I ordered him to do it. I noticed what was keeping him from diving in; there were some pretty big spots of cum still hanging around down there. But finally he asked if he could just do the clit thing and I said as long as he got me off, he didn’t have to touch the rest of the mess. I could see in his face that he had caught on, and soon he even told me. It was nice though, because it made him smile. I hadn’t seen his smile much lately. But then his face almost turned to pity as he set off at nibbling on me again. And as well as he knew what to do, I was still not getting the Dave I loved. Finally he pulled away from my cunt and asked me if his tonguing was going to work. I was about to let him give up, being overcome with so many mixed emotions, I figured I would have to wait until later in the day to get my orgasm.

I could tell his demeanor had changed as he took one final stab at me, but I sensed that something was different. His tongue had become much more sensual at its job. I saw him look up at me from between my legs, and then he went much lower. He took one of those long swipes with his tongue from just above my ass all the way back to the top of my clit, finishing with a nibble on my little man. And then he repeated it. He was so sweet, despite the hatred of the mess I had on me down there, he was doing the all-over licking that he knew I loved so much. Dave was really going to try his hardest to get me to cum, and having to put up with all of Carlos’ left over cum to do it told me so much about his love for me. He turned me into a quivering mess in just seconds, giving me hope that I might achieve my goal yet this morning. The guy I loved so much was back, if for only a brief moment, and I could see he was a man on a mission.

It became very clear that he wasn’t going to be satisfied with just making me cum a little as he started his final assault on my cunt with his fingers. I could never really tell all the things he would do at once down there, but god, he had such a way of rubbing my clit from the inside and outside at the same time. His tongue was doing whatever it could to set me on fire. I spread my legs as far as they could go, and humped into his face. I eventually had to lean back and as I let my head fall back almost to the bed, I undulated my hips over his face and hand to help finish myself off. He had me bucking to the point where I would try to get just a little ways away from him, but he had this really cool way of holding his free arm around my ass to keep me from getting away from him.

I’ll tell you girls, that when he gets me to cum this way, I’m forced to bend in half at the mind blowing spasms deep in my pussy. I always worry that I’m crushing his head between my legs, but somehow he manages to keep going at me anyway. No guy in the world understands a female orgasm the way he does. He just about forces you to endure that he’s going to make you cum like never before, like you never imagined possible. Dave was the only guy that ever made me cum; hell, I didn’t even know girls could cum until Dave made me that first time.

I was exhausted, finally. I slumped back on the bed and expected Dave to get up and leave, but his tongue was still working at me. I couldn’t believe what I was feeling him doing. He even put one of my hands on the back of his head. I was feeling success… he was cleaning me up without being told. I guess he figured he already spent the last several minutes working his way through Carlos’ deposit, so what the hell. I put my other hand on his head and watched his face as I moved him around to clean me well. He was finally mine, I thought. Dave was officially recognizing himself as my toy, my property. I had to wonder, did he have that same feeling of being used that I had just felt when I realized Carlos had finished with me.

When I let him know I was clean enough, I went right back into skank mode. I pretended I was going to kiss him, but said, “Oh, you have cum all over you. I’m certainly not going to kiss that face, am I?” I told him to clean up so I could, and as he stood, the morphine kicked in. He lost his balance and fell to the bed. But as he went to get his shower, I reveled in the thought of how the morphine might make his total transition into my sissy, totally complete. I knew what I wanted from him in the back of my head; I wanted to see a man I liked, and show him my power by having my sissy suck him dry to prepare him to fuck me. That way the fucking of me would take longer, being the guys’ second shot. I would stand a better chance of cumming myself that way.

I twisted my jaw to the side as I thought just how cool it was to have control over a man like Dave, and just how much fun I was going to have with him. As I thought of all the guys in our future that I might just serve my boyfriend up to, I knew ‘yeah, the morphine hook would probably be needed indeed’. But he had served me so well just now, that I knew I had to find him a hot little chicky to thank him with… she was going to have to be so frigging hot, he would think about leaving me. As if…

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