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(MM-bi, FM, d/s, bd, orgy, intr, tg, rom) *** -= The Beta Test =- When Sandy got us to the rally area around noon, she found a parking spot somewhat away from the thousands of other attendees. Spreading out the awning which was attached to the side of the trailer revealed a sign which read 'Front- 5, Back- 10.' I was open for business! Bill had arrived long before us and began spreading the word among his friends and acquaintances that services were available for anyone who was horny, and at very reasonable 'Grand Opening' prices. Sandy and Lydia set up folding lawn chairs near the side door to the trailer. EVERYBODY would have to submit to a quick blood test for STDs and HIV. That could immediately check a drop of blood much like a diabetic checks blood sugar levels. Anyone refusing the blood test was turned away. Free condoms were made available for any customer that wanted them. If they wanted to bareback, that was OK because we knew they were clean. While Lydia handled the admissions and testing Sandy was inside the trailer with me to chaperone and wipe me down between customers and occasionally give me a sip of cola between blowjobs. The women would trade-off jobs throughout the day. Our first customers were a man/woman couple, both about mid-forty's. After paying Sandy their 15 dollars they got their fingers pricked and passed the blood test. The woman was slim, about 5'6" and had her hand down the front of her shorts and was working herself into a juicy lather. When they entered the trailer door the woman dropped her shorts, headed for the barstool and sat down which put her pussy right onto my mouth. Just awakening from my drug induced nap, I stared at the moist pussy and asked, "Where am I?" The guy was about 6'3", had on a t-shirt, jeans and sandals. Unbuckling his jeans, he dropped them to the floor, stepped out of them and replied "Don't know about you, dude, but I think we're in heaven." His dick was quickly inflating to a hard 8 ½" and was close to 2" wide. On a small shelf on the side of the trailer was a bowl of lubricant conveniently provided by Sandy. The man dipped three fingers into the bowl and coated his dick. Not having anything better to do, I started moving my tongue into and over the woman's cunt. A moment later the guy started slowly, but firmly inserting his prick into my anus. By now the numbing cream was doing its job and I could feel all of the stretching as his love muscle invaded my colon without even a pinch of pain. As he began pounding into me I alternated between furiously sucking and licking the woman, and grunting from each of his forceful thrusts. The woman brought her legs up and over my shoulders as the man pressed down on my back and repeatedly rammed his cock into me. The woman started gasping and "ahhs" came rhythmically as she reached a massive orgasm. Then almost immediately the guy shot his load of hot cum into my belly. After 10-15 seconds of both of them grunting almost in unison, they both quieted down and started taking deep breaths. The whole action had taken less than five minutes. My colon was still swollen with his cock, but was begging for more. I continued to lick into the woman's pussy until she pulled away. As the guy withdrew his slowly deflating cock from my body, he gave my butt a slap and said, "If you're here tomorrow, we'll see you again, then!" And with that they put their pants back on and started back out the door. Two more guys passed them coming into the trailer and my first day working at my new job was off to a rousing start. For the next three hours I remained tied down to the bench servicing mostly men. Then Sandy called a temporary halt so I could wash up and wash out. By that time I was thoroughly fucked and needed a break. Sandy unhooked my cuffs from the eyebolts and helped me to the shower. "How're you doing there, Sweetie? Is it what you expected?" she asked. "It's wonderful," I replied. "I've never felt so full and so dominated; I love it." "Do you need to stop?" "No, please, I want to keep going. Are you really OK with me doing this?" Waving a wad of bills she'd collected, Sandy smiled and said "I'm REALLY OK with this if you are." I headed into the shower to wash off, wash out and get ready for round two. Within 20 minutes I was on my back on the bench with my legs up in the straps hanging from the ceiling of the trailer. My head was hanging over the end of the bench in perfect position for deep-throating. Sandy and Lydia then strapped my body down and within a couple of minutes I was getting my lights fucked out. After the second round of serial fucking, another break, and a third round where I was again bent over in doggie fashion, we finally closed up shop around 10 PM. Even though we standardized alternating the position, by then my legs were rubbery as I headed for the shower to clean up. "I feel like I must have been fucked about 80 times." I said as I came out of the shower and toweled off. "Not EVEN!" said Sandy, "...It was only... seventy- eight. But throw in sixty one blowjobs and that gives us almost eleven hundred dollars!" as she waved a wad of bills. Lydia had been closing down the trailer and then joined us for a bite to eat. "How'd we do?" she inquired. Sandy showed her the roll and Lydia said "Great! We should do even better tomorrow and Sunday when word gets around." I felt great pride that I could earn us that much money, and at bargain-basement prices to boot! Sandy stripped down and led me onto the bed in the trailer. She then replaced my wrist and ankle cuffs and had me lie on my back and spread my legs which she then fastened to tethers which were at the corners of the foot of the bed. She then told me to reach up toward the head of the bed where she fastened the wrist cuffs to a chain that she had wrapped around a brace on the wall. Once again that day I was bound and ready for sex. Only this time, Sandy bent over MY erect member and gave me a slow, lingering blowjob. I had been ready for hours and after torturing me with light and intermittent sucks and licks for half an hour she finally went at it with a passion and it only took me a minute for me to blow my wad. She then turned around and lay down in the 69 position with her pussy on my face and spread her legs. She told me to eat her pussy. I started sticking my tongue as deep as possible between her labia and she immediately responded, but both of us were overcome by the day's events and we dozed off as fatigue enveloped us. We opened for business early Saturday morning and there was already a line of customers waiting for us. I went through four 3-hour sex sessions with breaks in between and repeated the process on Sunday. During each of my breaks, either Sandy or Lydia would choose to get fucked by one or two of the customers who were always propositioning them. As soon as I finished my shower I would be called upon to clean out their pussy before resuming my regular duties. Our total take for the weekend amounted to over four thousand dollars. Sunday night we packed up and drove home. Monday morning I was allowed to sleep late and I needed it as my ass was very sore from getting fucked so often. Sandy and Lydia discussed the activity and by the time I woke up had already decided to make me more 'appealing' and placed an order over the internet. Later that week a package arrived and Sandy introduced me to my newest accessories by breaking off my Bitch Tamer training. As I was locked into the stockade one afternoon getting one of my twice daily poundings from the fucking machine, Sandy and Lydia came into the room with a large square box. They stopped the machine and released me from the stockade. "We've decided that you should look more the part of a sex slave. We think you need these to help the guys get more excited and fuck you faster so we can increase the number of customers each hour." And with that they took the lid off the box and pulled out a pair of knee-high leather riding boots with 3" heels. My feet were 9 ½ in men's sizes, and that translated to a 12 in a ladies size. I was instructed to put them on and walk around the room. I did as I was told and spent the next few hours under their tutelage getting used to walking in heels. "Do you like your new boots? Do they make you feel like a slut?" asked Sandy. "Yes Ma'am. Thank you very much." The boots became an integral part of my attire from then on and I loved having them on. The Bike rally season had come to an end so for the next few months my only activity was to continue training. This consisted mostly of a routine that included once daily stockade fucking for about an hour and the laser and electrolysis hair removal. Approximately every two weeks or so, we would attend parties at JJ Western Swing where we were in demand as orgy partners. Sandy was also building up a list of local customers for private sessions. Two or three times a week I was loaned out to them at no charge. -= The tour =- The months passed until late February and Sandy announced that we would be traveling all the way to Florida for the Daytona rally in March. This would be our first long road trip. The Daytona motorcycle rally is one of the biggest with many thousands of attendees and lasting for 10 days. We allowed six days of easy travel to get there from Nevada. For the drive, Sandy dressed me in a long sleeve T-shirt, knee-length pleated skirt and my new, high-heeled boots. I had the cock ring & ball on and the attached chain hung out from the bottom of the skirt. By now, my hair was rather long and Sandy pulled it back and gathered it into a ponytail. I didn't look great as a woman but, at a distance, could pass. She wanted me to be in-character while on the trip but that also made comfort stops sort of delicate since I was now using the ladies rooms at roadside rest stops. At night we usually stayed in motels. We timed it well and arrived at Daytona the day before the rally of ficially began. We set up camp a couple of miles down the road from the main gathering area. Bill had ridden his bike and had arrived a couple of days before us. He set about getting the word out and there were some who stopped by as soon as we were parked. Sandy told them they'd have to wait for the Friday opening. That night, after giving her a massage, Sandy and I cuddled on the bed in the trailer. "Are you ready for a whole week and a half, sweetie?" she asked. "You're going to be reamed and creamed like you never thought possible!" "Yes, I think so." I answered. "I hope I don't disappoint you." "I'm sure you won't. Just remember, you can stop whenever you want if it gets too intense. I'm already proud of you!" "Sandy, you really are a goddess to me. I can't tell you how happy I am to be your slave; to be here with you." With that, she turned over on her side and I snuggled up behind her and pushed my erect cock between her luscious buns. I draped my arm over her body and laid it on her tummy. Then, I nibbled at the back of her neck and drifted off to sleep. Sandy and Lydia had decided that the market could bear a doubling of the Las Vegas prices of the previous October. After all, that had been a 'grand opening' sale! Their business sense proved correct as there was a constant stream of customers willing to pay twenty bucks for a fuck and ten for a blowjob. We set up a schedule of three hours on, half an hour off, starting at 7AM and going until 8:30PM each day. The first day I was fucked 116 times and gave 89 blowjobs making just over $3200. I was swimming in an ocean of cum and not even hungry that night. As the week wore on business picked up some, then tailed off at the end as some of the revelers left a day or two early. Lydia said that my final tally for the 10 day event was 1243 fucks and 936 blowjobs. By the end of the event we had cleared just over $27,000, allowing about $3,000 to pay the local constabulary to look the other way. I was so sore that I didn't wear the cock ring and ball for the ride back to Nevada, but I was very proud of the money I'd made for Sandy. Travel expenses amounted to about $4,000. Bill and Lydia each got 20%, over five thousand. Sandy took her and my shares, which amounted to just over sixteen thousand dollars, a nice sum for my first big score. For the next three weeks I rested and recovered from the pounding I'd taken. Toward the middle of April we started on the road again. But the first part of that excursion was just a hop, skip and a jump to Scottsdale, Arizona for five days at 'Arizona Bike Week', netting close to $13,000. Then we went back to southeastern Nevada for the five- day Laughlin 'River Run Rally'. For Laughlin, we parked on the Nevada side of the Colorado River, away from the town so as not to draw attention from the cops. Business was steady there and we cleared over fourteen thousand dollars. It was just a short trip home. We then had about two weeks before the next two rallies which were both in New Mexico, the five day Aspencash Rally in Ruidoso, and almost immediately after, the six day Red River Rally in the thriving metropolis of Red River, NM. Our trip from Nevada to New Mexico gave us the chance to meander through Arizona and see many of the sights like the Grand Canyon, Meteor Crater, Painted Desert and Petrified Forest National Parks. We even diverted up into the southwestern corner of Colorado to see the cliff dwellings in Mesa Verde, staying in the nearby town of Cortez. It was there that another special adventure occurred. We had arrived late at a small, inexpensive motel. Sandy and Lydia checked in as I stayed in the cab of the pickup. I was dressed, as usual in my skirt, boots and chained cock ring devise, but with a warm hoodie because it was still chilly in this area. After getting the room, the mistresses and I unloaded the overnight bags. It was almost 8 PM and Sandy and Lydia decided that we would go to the motel restaurant instead of getting carry out fast food. This would be the very first time I would be in a very public place trying to pass as a female slut. I was worried that I would be ridiculed, but Sandy was in charge. She took the chain and I followed her and Lydia across the parking lot and into the restaurant. There were no other customers there, just the waitress and the cook in the kitchen. When we walked in, Debbie, the waitress walked over to greet us and showed us to a table. As we walked across the room I kept my head turned mostly away from her, but I knew she was glancing curiously at me. We sat down and the waitress went off to get menus. Coming back to the table, I could sense that she was still checking me out. I was conscious of the thin chain coming out from under my skirt and that caused me to start getting an erection. The waitress gave us the menus and asked about drinks to which Sandy answered "Three beers, please." Debbie said she'd give us some time to look over the specials. She then returned to the counter to get the beers and tried to look nonchalant while continuing to glance at me. She brought over the brews and left us to peruse the menus. After another five minutes she returned. Debbie was around 60 years old, about 5'7" with an average body, an easy pleasant smile and a calm, beautiful face. "Can I take your orders or would you like some more time?" she asked. "We're ready. I'll have the cheeseburger special." said Lydia. "Me, too" Sandy quickly added. I was too embarrassed and self-conscious to say anything and just sat there petrified. Being nude, having extreme sex with complete strangers was so much easier than being dressed as a woman in these circumstances. After a long, pregnant pause of total silence the waitress leaned over to Sandy and softly asked, "Should I just bring him the same thing?" My face must have flushed a deep red and I turned it away toward the wall. Sandy's leg moved over to mine and started gently rubbing it, and she replied "I think that'll be just fine, thank you." Then the waitress leaned over and put a hand gently on my shoulder and said "It's all right, honey, you can be whoever you want to be. Just relax and enjoy your meal." I slowly turned my face to her and muttered "Thank you." After we'd finished the meal we got up and went over to the register to pay. Debbie totaled it up and showed it to Sandy, who immediately gave her a twenty. Then Debbie said "I hope everything was OK. Umm... look, I know I'm just a nosey old broad, but I couldn't help seeing that chain that goes under his skirt and his woody is really showing. Umm... I was just wondering...could I ask what that's all about?" Lydia was silent and trying to hide a smile but Sandy just replied in a calm low voice "He's our sex slave and this is his first time in public." Then she turned her head to me and said, with a hint of a smile "Show the lady what you've got." I hesitated and Sandy said gently but firmly "Go ahead, show her." I reached down and lifted the front of the skirt off of my erection. Debbie's eyes went wide and an abrupt "Ooohh!" issued from her mouth at the sight of my rock-hard erection. I was shivering with the thrill of my public exposure. "Ooow, that is so beautiful! You gals are so lucky!" Debbie said. "I was widowed a couple of years back and I sure do miss that! I know I'm being pushy again, but would you mind if I just feel it a little?" Sandy replied, "Please do! His whole job is to provide pleasures to others. If you'd like, you're welcome to use him any way you want. When you're off duty just come on over. We're in room 18, just over there." Debbie stared at my pulsing cock then leaned over and cupped my balls in one hand and gently ran her other hand over the pole. Her fingers lightly caressed the smooth head. A drop of pre-cum oozed out of the tip and she wiped it off with her finger and then touched that to her tongue. She was breathing rapidly and said, "Do you really mean that? I get off in about 20 minutes. Can I really have him tonight?" "Of course you can!" said Sandy, "We'll go over and get ready and you just start thinking about what you want him to do for you." Debbie clasped my cock and balls between her soft, warm hand for a moment then let go. "Thank you so much! I'll try to hurry." I dropped the skirt and we left to go to our room. We all undressed and Sandy disconnected the chain but left the cock ring on me. Lydia stretched out on one of the king size beds and started using a vibrator to pleasure herself. Sandy put on a diaphanous robe that just barely came down to mid-thigh and left the front open. I put shower gel, lubricant and condoms in the shower enclosure. Just over ten minutes later there was a gentle knock at the door. Sandy carefully opened it and Debbie was standing there, flushed and shivering with excitement. Sandy ushered her inside and locked the door. "Can I really do anything I want with him?" Debbie asked Sandy. "Of course you can. Can you stay all night?" "Oh yeah! I'm off tomorrow! God, I haven't had a good fuck for a couple of years. The local talent is pretty thin." "Good, now you just close your eyes and stand there. He'll take over, OK?" Sandy then turned to me. "Take off all her clothes, fold them neatly and put them on the dresser. Then give this lady a nice shower massage like you do us. But you can do anything you want with her...anything at ALL! Just make sure she enjoys it." I crossed over to get behind Debbie. I began to slowly take off all of her clothes and lightly kiss her body. I gently rubbed my hands up and down her body, lingering on her breasts, her pussy and settling on her butt cheeks which I massaged for a couple of minutes. Debbie kept her eyes closed and I then guided her into the shower. I turned off all of the lights in the bathroom and Sandy did the same in the bedroom. The only illumination was a faint glow from a nightlight in the bathroom. Then I carefully got in the shower and turned on the warm water. Using shower gel and the hand-held shower head, I gently began to wash Debbie's body from behind, like I do with Sandy and Lydia. I started at the shoulders and worked my way all the way down to her feet, then started back up. When I got back up to her butt again I reached around with one hand and caressed her pussy while I ran the fingers of my other hand down between her ass cheeks. I used three fingers to rub her asshole and pushed into it with the tip of my index finger. I was pleasantly surprised when she actually began to push back with her ass and started to impale herself on my fingers. "Do you want me to do this?" I said as I pushed my fingers deeper into her ass. "Oh God, YES! It's been so long. Please fuck me in the ass! PLEASE!" "Do you want me to use a condom?" "Only if there's a reason you need to. I haven't been filled with cum for a long time and I really want to be." So I got the bottle of lubricant and covered my engorged cock then massaged some as deep into Debbie's ass as I could. I took her arms and guided them to the handicap support bars at the end of the shower and had her bend over. She bent her knees slightly and went up on the balls of her feet. She had a beautiful ass; one any twenty-something would be proud of. I then guided my aching cock to her puckered hole and gently, but firmly pushed the head into her. She gave a little gasp, and then her sphincter relaxed and my whole dick slid slowly into her ass. I was balls deep into her and I just held it there as her colon adjusted to the invading pole of flesh. I savored the moment for a while then began to slowly rock forward and back, feeling her heat and massaging her grasping colon. Having been on the receiving end so long, I'd nearly forgotten how good it feels to be the penetrator. I reached around Debbie's hips and began to rub her pussy lips and lightly touch her clitoris. Occasionally I'd move one or both hands up to her nipples and rub them before returning to her now very wet pussy. Debbie was alternately purring and squealing and after what seemed like ten minutes, had a massive and vocal orgasm. Her spasming colon squeezed at my cock and I followed her in a paroxysm of pleasure, sending a jet of hot cum deep into her gut. Debbie loosened her grip on the bar and I held her tightly to my body, my dick still stiff inside her, my fingers still strumming her nipples and her clitoris. My erection then softened and I slowly withdrew my cock from her luscious ass. With the warm water still raining down we sunk slowly to the floor of the shower. After a few minutes I helped her up and washed off her and myself and turned off the water. I then used a towel to dry Debbie and wrapped it around her. After drying myself I led her into the bedroom to the second bed. Lydia was curled up asleep on top of the covers with the now-silent vibrator still jammed in her cunt. Sandy was sitting up in bed looking at a magazine by the light of a desk lamp. She gave us a big smile and said "Are you finally done? I thought you'd wake all the neighbors with that performance." She folded up her magazine and turned off her light. "See you two tomorrow." And with that Sandy rolled over and went to sleep. I guided Debbie onto the other bed and had her lie down and close her eyes. I then gave her a gentle massage from her feet to her shoulders. The feel of her body also got me erect again and I settled gently between her legs and pushed my cock slowly into her moist pussy. The slow, sensuous coupling lasted for about twenty minutes and her orgasm triggered me almost immediately and I sent another load of cum into her willing body. When I pulled out, Debbie brought both of her legs up to her chest and held them there curled up. I then dropped down to her exposed pussy and used my tongue to clean her out. She mewled in pleasure. When I was done I moved to her side. She stretched out her legs and rolled to her side facing away from me. I moved to spoon her, draping my arm around her waist and we drifted off to sleep. The next morning, Debbie and Sandy were up before me. By the time I awoke Debbie had taken her leave but not before leaving her address and phone number with Sandy. From then on we always had a place to stay in Cortez, and I always had a nights' work to do. Our stops in Ruidoso and Red River went well netting us just over $24,000 for the eleven days total. We then took a two week vacation break before continued on to Sparks, Oklahoma for the eleven day long 'Bikeweek OK Rally' in June. Again, I worked my ass off, but it was worth it as we cleared almost fifty thousand dollars. For the bigger events Sandy had decided to raise the rates in order to actually slow down business. She was worried than I might get worn down if I was overwhelmed with business. But even at $15 for a blowjob and $25 for an ass fucking, I still averaged over a hundred fucks and over ninety blowjobs a day. There was such demand at Sparks that we expanded the workday by two hours. It was a dizzying schedule with men firing loads into my ass about every 6-8 minutes and into my throat every ten minutes. I was awash in cum and even with my ass and jaws tired, I didn't want to stop. But by the end of those eleven days I was beat. All of the net profits are split with twenty percent each going to Bill, for his 'advertising' efforts, and Lydia for her bookkeeping and general support, and thirty percent each to Sandy and me, with Sandy taking care of my share. This job was turning out to be the best I'd ever had. I loved being able to belong to Sandy and to be close to her. She really was a goddess to me. Following the close of the Oklahoma rally, we swung east to take in the 4-day 'Wingding 35' in South Carolina and the 3-day Carlisle, Pennsylvania rallies. By now, we were acquiring a reputation within the biker culture for providing a quality service so Sandy decided to keep the prices at $15 and $25 for all the remaining events except the October season-ending rally in Las Vegas. After all, that was 'home' territory and she wanted to give the locals a break. After Carlisle, we had two weeks to meander westward toward the granddaddy event for all motorcycle enthusiasts, the week-long event in Sturgis, South Dakota that draws over 35,000 participants. I got to know over 1300 of them personally, according to Lydia's figures. By this time I knew how to work my ass and my mouth to coax the customers into quick, but satisfying climaxes. For the guys fucking me, Lydia said it took less than 6 minutes on average; for blowjobs, just over 7 minutes to get them to shoot a load. Ladies occasionally accompanied their men and I sucked their pussies until they had an orgasm. That usually took ten minutes or more, but I was glad to oblige. This had to be the best job in the whole world! After things closed down at Sturgis we hurried south to Cripple Creek, Colorado for three days at the 'Salute 2 Am Vets' rally, then back north to Loveland, Colorado for 'Thunder in the Rockies'. By then, I'd been reamed so much I could hardly walk for a couple of days. But that gave us a three week break before the 'Street Vibrations' event in Reno, Nevada, so we headed home to rest and refit. On the return trip to Nevada, we stopped again in Cortez, Colorado to pleasure Debbie. She put us up at her house for two nights and comped us our meals at the restaurant. While Street Vibrations is only a five day event, it is spread out over Reno, Sparks and down to Virginia City and there are 25,000 attendees. Business was good there and we netted over 20 grand. We then had less than a week before Las Vegas in early October, but it was only one days' drive to home, so that worked out OK. We closed out the season there with another 10 grand profit and settled in for the winter. According to Lydia's figures for the year I'd worked 71 days and had been fucked over 7500 times and given almost 6500 blowjobs. We'd also made a profit of over $227,000. Ninety thousand of that was split by Bill and Lydia, and Sandy took the rest. I was incredibly proud of what I could provide for her. After arriving back at my house Sandy took me aside early one morning to talk about the future. "Sweetie, come sit down over here. We should talk." "Yes Ma'am. Thank you very much." "You don't have the ring on, so just answer me honestly." "Yes Ma'am. Thank you..." "You are doing this much better than I could ever imagine. But I want to talk with you about how you look." "Do I not look as nice as you'd like?" "You'll always look lovely to me, sweetie. I'm wondering how you'd feel if you more resembled... a woman. You once told me how you are attracted to the image of a shemale. So tell me honestly... would you like to become a shemale?" I hung my head a little as her question sunk in, "I don't know... do you think I'd look better that way?" "Sweetie, you still have a man's kinda-flat ass. I think if it were bigger and more... plush... that you'd excite the guys much quicker and it would even give you some more padding. I think in any case you'd be much hotter with butt implants. But that brings us to the other part, breast implants. I know you like titties on women. How would you like to have a rack of your own... a set of boobs that any woman would be proud of?" I was speechless, thinking about the implications. I'd be committing to not only act like a woman, but to actually look like a woman. Sandy continues, "You did tell me about your fantasies about being a shemale. You like having female sex with the men. If you're comfortable with your inner feelings, would it make you feel good to have most of the body of a woman? If you're worried that I might change my feelings toward you, don't be. You are going to be my consort and my slave forever. And besides, even I sometimes get a little hot when I see nice boobies on a woman, too. Well, you take some time to think about it... we don't need to decide it immediately." "Yes, I want them!" I blurted out. "I want to turn on the men so they'll use me for the slut I am. That's what I am. That's who I am!" "Are you absolutely sure, sweetie? There'll be no going back if we do this." "As long as I'm your whore, I want to be the best whore I can be!" I replied. "Well then...OK... we'll do it! I've been researching online and there are some doctors in Los Angeles who are good at these things. Tomorrow we'll head down there and get you fixed up." My face started to flush thinking about the whole idea. I'd have breasts! Nice, big ones that a man could fuck! I thought about being able to take three cocks at once. I got a big erection just thinking about it. Sandy just sat there enjoying my reaction. After a few minutes she got up and went to make some phone calls. The next day we drove down to L.A. for some consultations with the doctors. Sandy gave them a much edited version of my experiences as a working 'girl'. They'd seen and heard it all before, so they didn't bat an eye about me acting as a female whore. I took some psychological tests and passed. Then Sandy examined the available options and chose some for me. In addition to the butt implants she picked out some hip implants to round my ass. For the breasts, she chose some double-D implants. The doctors explained that there was a schedule opening just a few days hence, so we decided to just stay in L.A. On TG-day Sandy took me to the hospital early in the morning. I can't say anything about the actual operation because once they administered the general anesthesia I was out like a light. I groggily woke up in the early afternoon. I was in a hospital bed, lying on my side with pillows stuffed on either side of my body to keep me from rolling onto my back or onto my stomach. I had compression wraps around my hips and my chest. My butt ached and my chest felt like someone had ripped off the entire front of my body, but I could tell that I had two luscious boobs, each the size of a large whole grapefruit. I was so mesmerized by the way they looked that I forgot about the pain momentarily and got the first twinges of an erection. Behind me, Sandy was sitting in a bedside chair, reading a magazine. "How're you doing, sweetie?" she softly asked. "Other than feeling like my butt and chest were ripped off, not too bad, LOL." I replied. "Believe it or not, these are just outpatient procedures so as soon as you can, we'll be moving out. It's gonna be painful for a couple of weeks, but I'm gonna take good care of you. Do you feel like you can move anything?" I took a deep breath, which caused a sharp pain to shoot across my chest. "AAhhh, Oh God!" I gasped. "Are you OK?" Sandy asked again. "Oh man! I just gotta take small breaths till I get used to having these boobs, I guess." Then I slowly tried to move my legs. There was a grinding pain in my butt when I did this, but I could move them. Slowly I started scrunching toward the edge of the bed. Sandy got up and came around to be in front of me. "Do you want me to help you?" She asked. "Let me try it on my own. I think I'm getting the hang of it." I moved the pillows in front of me and gingerly edged off of the bed and onto my feet. "Whew! Women really do this stuff all the time?" "Yeah, sweetie, all the time! But I'm still not sure whether they do it for the men or for themselves. Who did you do it for?" That made me think. "I guess mostly for myself." I answered. "Good! That's the answer I wanted to hear. Now if you're feeling well enough to move, let's get you out of here." When we signed out of the hospital the nurses didn't bat an eye. They obviously knew that I was male, but when they helped me into the truck one of them said "Remember, take it very easy for the next full month, then, veeerrry slowly get up to speed. You ladies have a good day!" I was a shemale! Back in Nevada I spent the next four months recovering and getting used to my new body. But I still had my job to do and so had to get used to having my new, bigger ass plowed by cocks. My first session on the fucking machine was awkward, but I quickly adapted and was soon a pro again. Bill would still come by occasionally and now added a new exercise where he'd straddle me and fuck my tits. I enjoyed this because he'd shoot a load of cum onto my face. In March we started the new season with another trip to Daytona. Now that I was a full-fledged shemale we developed a new method of drumming up business. With Bill strategically placed in the crowd, Sandy, Lydia and I would start at one end of the encampment and stroll to the other, where our trailer would be set up. We all wore flouncy short schoolgirl-plaid skirts, very brief halter tops, large sunhats and shades. I had on my high-heeled knee-high boots. Sandy and Lydia usually wore sandals. While Sandy and Lydia wore thong underwear, all I had on underneath was the simple cock ring with the thin chain which Sandy used to lead me around. Over the previous year my hair had grown long and Sandy had pulled it back and braided it into a single long ponytail which stretched a foot and a half down my back. As we went through the crowd I was groped and caressed many times by both men and women, which caused my dick to harden. Bill passed out business cards and by the time we'd reached our trailer we had a sizable crowd of customers in tow. All I had to do was take off the hat and halter top and bend over the bench. The men were all too happy to shove their dicks into both my ass and my mouth. The skirt and boobs seemed to inflame their passion and they fucked into me faster. Most climaxed within two or three minutes. Their faster and harder pounding also provided more pleasure for me, too. I had become a cum and cock slut and I was happy. Our net for the ten day event was almost forty-eight thousand dollars, almost double the previous year. Our life was now ordered, but was to have one additional event added to our calendar. On our way back from Daytona to Scottsdale for Arizona Bike Week again, we would pass through Dallas/Ft. Worth. As we were heading toward the Dallas area on I-20, we were passed by a large group of fifty to sixty bikers. About a half-hour later we pulled into a truck stop to refuel. The biker gang was also pulled in there for lunch. They all wore leather jackets with 'Black Shadows' emblazoned across the back. All of the riders appeared to be black, too. While I operated the gas pump Sandy and Lydia wandered over to talk with them and look at their bikes. I watched from a distance as Sandy and the apparent leader got into a long conversation that included some written notes by Lydia and ended with high-fives. Sandy and Lydia then returned to the truck and wanted to get back on the road immediately. West of Ft. Worth, Sandy took an exit that seemed to lead to nowhere. Lydia started giving direction from the notes she'd written at the truck stop and a few miles later we turned onto a gravel road that led to a farm house about a mile from the road. My steel-trap mind kept telling me that this was not part of our original plan. We pulled into a big yard between the house and a large workshop building. About a half- dozen Black Shadows bikes were there, all parked in a neat row. It was around noon when we all got out of the pickup and Sandy then informed me of my impending impromptu performance. "Sweetie, this is the clubhouse for the Black Shadows Motorcycle Club. They're a group of professionals, lots of doctors, dentists, things like that. Many of them ride Vincent Black Shadow bikes. Back in the 50's the Black Shadow was the fastest road bike in the world. These guys aren't hoodlums or outlaws, some are even policemen. They're just nice guys that enjoy riding vintage bikes together. They were at Daytona when we were there but they didn't want to use our...well, your...services there. But they recognized us on the road and they'd like to have a private party now, so I want you to go in there and show them what you can do. They're going to chip in two hundred dollars apiece for an all-nighter with you, so hurry into the trailer and let's get you ready as fast as we can. Oh, I guess I should tell you that later on, there will be a very special thing you're going to do for them, so don't act too surprised." "Yes Ma'am. Thank you very much." I was already starting to get an erection as I thought about all those big black cocks that would be ravishing me. Sandy had me take off the cock ring with the anal ball. I usually wore that one on the road. I quickly showered and douched. Then Sandy and Lydia spritzed me with perfume and put the silicone cock ring over my cock and balls. They also put padded cuffs on my wrists. They had me dress in just my boots and skirt, put some makeup on me and led me out of the trailer and over to the large metal workshop. More bikes were arriving and the riders were entering the building. The cool March air felt good on my breasts as they gently bobbed up and down. My nipples got hard and stood out. The inside of the building was dark as the few windows there were painted black. The sunshine outside had left me blinded when I first walked in. Immediately, my wrists were grabbed and wrapped behind my back by two muscular men and the cuffs were latched together with the attached clips. My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness inside and I was able to discern a small crowd of men, all of whom were black, totally nude and most sported large erections. Sandy followed as I was led to the center of the large building by the two men who'd cuffed me. An adjustable height, padded fucking bench had been set up there and I was bent over one end. It was high enough that my toes just barely touched the ground. My legs were splayed out and secured to the bench legs with Velcroed straps. Then my cuffs were unhooked from each other and re-secured to eyebolts on the front legs. Dozens of folding chairs were arranged in rows of semi-circles across one side of the building. Dozens of mattresses were laid out on the floor across the other side of the building with my bench between them. More and more people were entering the building and proceeding into a room on one end of the building, only to emerge later totally nude. Only a dozen or so were women. In short order the crowd numbered what must have been over a hundred. A tall, muscled man walked over to my bench with a cordless microphone, "Good afternoon guys (and ladies). This weekend's party features a new guest who will entertain us! You all know the drill, you've drawn your ball; now serving Number One!" And with that the first black stud came up behind me and immediately began to insert his pole into my ass. I accepted gladly and was not disappointed as his thick nine inches pummeled me. As the afternoon progressed, man after man came up and worked me over. Most were nicely endowed and I was thoroughly enjoying the pounding. Only occasionally did I get to suck a dick, however, as the Shadows definitely preferred to fuck. More people were coming in all the time. Some of the men formed groups that would take one of the ladies over to the mattresses and began to gang fuck them. As I was getting continuously pounded, I glanced over once and watched as Lydia joined the orgy. One of the Shadows laid down on a mattress. Lydia then sat down and impaled her ass on his dick and reclined to lie back on his torso. The Shadow on the bottom then grabbed Lydia's wrists and stretched them out to the side as two other Shadows grabbed her ankles and spread them wide. Then, for the next couple of hours man after man fucked her pussy and filled her with cum giving her orgasm after orgasm. The man on the bottom didn't fuck up into Lydia, but just kept her ass impaled. Lydia was also turning out to be quite a cock slut. Even Sandy got caught up in the sights and smells of lust and began to fuck man after man. Occasionally Sandy would bring a pussy load of cum over to me. A box was placed at the front of the bench so she could stand on it and bring her cunt up to my mouth. I then did my best to suck her dry. Since Sandy and Lydia were now getting ridden hard, I did not get my usual break every three hours. In fact, it seemed like five or six hours before I got off the bench the first time. By then I was so full of cum that it had been pouring out of me and covered my legs and ball sack. Finally, Sandy, Lydia and I were all taken into the changing room. Inside, we saw that it spanned the whole side of the building with a twelve-head, walk- through shower and dozens of lockers. It was also then that Sandy informed us that the terms of our visit had just been unilaterally changed by the Shadows. "I just asked about the money and they said that wouldn't be necessary. They liked our performance so well that they've decided to keep us! From now on, all three of us'll be their permanent sex slaves!" "Can't we get out of here somehow?" asked Lydia. "I don't see how. There are about two hundred of them and only the three of us." replied Sandy. "I think we're screwed!" "What are they gonna do to us?" I asked. "Just what they've been doing to us since we got here. Boy, did I ever fuck up! I should have called Bill to let him know what we were going to do, but I didn't, and nobody knows we're here!" said Sandy. "We are totally and royally screwed and will be forever." "What about the truck and trailer and the rental house?" Lydia asked. "They've got all that covered, too. These guys have all sorts of businesses. Some have car lots. They can strip the vehicles and sell then for parts. They have movers that can get to the house, move everything out and pay off the rent and give notice. Nobody in Nevada really knows us. The money is mostly in cash, which they took. Some of them are police so they can watch out if anyone ever comes looking, but Bill is the only person that really knows anything about us. It looks like we're all going to spend the rest of our lives being their whores." Sandy said, as the truth of her words slowly sank in. Then she turned to face me. "Sweetie, I got you into this and now I've let you down. I'm sorry, I really am." "I don't really care about that. You're still the best thing that's ever come into my life and I've still got you to be my mistress, even if it's here. I still love you and I always will." I replied. Sandy then stood there for a minute thinking, "Well, there is one thing I can do. I want you to be the first one to fuck me in the ass. I know they're going to be doing it a lot, but at least you can have me first. At least I can give you that." "You don't have to do that!" I exclaimed. "It has to be done and I'd rather have you bust my cherry than any of them. I know you've wanted to do it for a long time. I was even planning on you doing it for your birthday, but plans change. Fuck me in the ass!" She demanded. At that point about a half-dozen Shadows came into the room. "Time to shower and clean up!" one said. "It's about time for the main show! You there! T-girl, You'd best get cleaned up for your special performance!" With no real alternative, we took off our clothes and went into the shower to wash up. I washed Sandy then turned her around and had her spread her legs a little and bend over. Her luscious butt was just stunning. I wish I could have taken an hour to do this, but the Shadows were waiting outside, so I put a lot of lube in my hand and started slowly, but firmly penetrating Sandy's ass with first one finger, then another and then a third. Lydia was holding Sandy to keep her steady and reminding her to push backward. There was only one brief moment when Sandy reacted and felt a little pinch of pain, but quickly applied more pushing to open her sphincter and was quickly rewarded as all four of my fingers began to easily slide in and out. "Ooo! That really does feel good! I should have tried this years ago. Sweetie, you'd better get this done before they come get us. Fuck me!" So I coated my dick with the lube and guided it into her waiting ass. My cock is average sized, and that was the best thing for Sandy for her first time. Her ass was so hot and tight! I quickly started fucking into her and she started gasping as the new sensations flooded her ass. In a few moments she had totally relaxed and started wiggling her butt. It was pure heaven for me and I sent a gusher of cum into her, but stayed hard and kept on pounding her. Then I felt Sandy have a tremendous orgasm. Her ass squeezed again and again on my cock! After spasms of pleasure had racked her body for a full thirty seconds, Sandy slumped to the floor and my cock slipped out of her. "Holy shit! I never suspected it could feel that good! Maybe being a slave won't so bad if I can get more of that! Why didn't you tell me how good it felt?" she said. "I did, but... well, better late than never." I replied. About twenty minutes later I was led back out and put back on the fucking bench. By now all of the Shadows had suspended their orgy and were now seated. Ominously, a single Shadow emerged from another room dressed in nothing more than leather chaps and a leather harness criss-crossing his chest. He seemed to be about six foot eight and all muscle. But what caught my eye was his cock. The man had the biggest cock I'd ever seen! It was at least a foot long and appeared to be three inches in diameter! It was thickest near the head and tapered down just a little toward the base. I was both apprehensive and excited about being split in half by this magnificent cock. The crowd started chanting "Hoss! Hoss! Hoss!" They obviously knew him! So this was to be the main event. I was going to get a log rammed up my ass as far as my stomach! I could only wait and anticipate as Hoss rubbed a thick layer of lubricant on his monster dick and positioned himself behind me. The room grew quiet as every eye was fixated on the coming rape of my ass. Even I held my breath as I tried to prepare for the coming assault. I'd been loosened up considerably by the pounding of the previous hours, but that only barely helped when, without ceremony, Hoss rammed half of his engorged cock into me. "Aaaaaaw!" I gasped, as the giant log invaded my colon. Hoss then rocked forward a couple of times then another big shove and Hoss' cock went in another three inches. "AAAGGHH!" I screamed again! Then with one final push Hoss buried the full length of his massive man-flesh balls-deep into me. I could only shut my eyes and gasp as the pleasure/pain rolled over me in waves. My colon struggled to stretch and hold what seemed to be a tree trunk. My body tried to eject the pole of flesh but couldn't because of the taper of his cock. After what seemed like minutes, my butt relaxed and adjusted to the massive invasion. Hoss began to rock forward and back allowing the slight movements to massage both his cock and my body. I felt like I was about to give birth! Faster and faster came the rocking. I was frantically gasping for breath as wave after wave of pleasure swept over me. Then, grabbing my shoulders and pulling himself as tight to me as possible, Hoss released a flood of cum into my bowels. It felt like my belly was swelling to contain an ocean of sperm. I froze in time as I was filled up. At that moment I wished that he'd gotten me pregnant. The crowd started cheering again and chanting "Hoss! Hoss! Hoss!" Then, with not a little effort Hoss began to pull his still engorged cock slowly out of me. I didn't want it to leave so I tried to squeeze down and keep it in. It finally came out leaving me panting and dripping pre-cum from my now-limp dick. Hoss' cum also dripped out of my still gaping ass. I was released from the bench and Sandy and Lydia helped take me back to the changing room where I collapsed in the shower from fatigue. Well, that was probably 8 months ago; it's hard to tell because we're kept totally inside the clubhouse. Time has little meaning anymore. We can tell that it's getting cooler outside, so it must be around November or December. The Shadows treat us decently enough. They feed us and let us sleep on a big mat in a back room and we provide continuous sexual services to them. We found out that there are over two hundred full-time members, plus spouses, girlfriends and local guests. Every weekend there's a two or three day orgy and there are often special events during the week like birthdays or hosting visiting bike clubs. And the clubhouse is open to all the members all the time. As it turns out, Hoss is not only well-endowed, he also very horny and now get regularly serviced by both Sandy and me. Lydia disappeared one day and we later heard that she'd been sold to a Mexican brothel in either Nuevo Laredo or Juarez, not sure which. But Sandy and I are still together. Sandy has taken to doing double penetrations but is still playfully jealous that the Shadows still seem to prefer the shemale in the high-heeled boots. If it wasn't for Sandy, I wouldn't be here. And I thank the gods every day that I found her! END ------------------------------------------------------ CAUTION: While this story is fictitious, HIV and STDs are not! There currently are NO instant tests available for detection for HIV or STDs. Unprotected sex with strangers is almost guaranteed to result in infection. The author wants you to just read, not emulate, this story. The author welcomes any comments about this story and can be contacted at hammerhead8950@hotmail.com. ------------------------------------------------------ Kristen collection - Directory 77