Andy's Training

by Cissykay

 

Chapter 9

 

It was hours later before I was released by Mistress Cissy. She moved me back to my cell and decided to spread eagle me to me bed. Of course I was made to service her for an eternity. It was as if she had never had a man give her oral satisfaction. "After this week, I won't be able to enjoy your gifted tongue any more, so I will get as much of you as I can for the next week." "But, Mistress Betty may come down and catch you. Don't you think it will upset her, since she doesn't know that you visit me quite often?" "She won't catch me tonight sweetie. She is already fast asleep. Now bring me to another orgasm, or I'll replace your gag, and sit on your face until you turn blue. I wonder if the person you are to marry will require nightly service from you? What a waste of a great tongue." I began to think about my future. I didn't want to face the fact that I was going to be used by a man, as his wife. Although I had fantasized about being forced to service a man in the past, I know in my heart that I would never do it willingly. This is now a moot point as now I have committed to marry to make Mistress Betty happy. She has sold me to some bastard who will probably beat me, and force me to be every man's woman. I am terribly scared, but I will not say a word to either Mistress. After all, I showed everyone that I am not worth training to serve a Mistress by acting like a man instead of a lady in front of all her friends. Hopefully after I marry him, I can find a way to escape from him before I have to perform as his woman. I just can't bring myself to think about having a prick forced in my mouth or ass.

Mistress Cissy came to orgasm four times and finally collapsed on top of me. She then replaced my double penis gag and told me to start learning how to massage a dick. "Play with your rubber penis honey. Lick it very softly, but don't ever bite it." She let me spread on the bed and locked the cage. As I laid there thinking about what she said, I began to dig my teeth into the rubber. If it had been a real prick, I would have bitten it clean off. When I am forced to take the real thing, I intend to do the same thing. I may have to take a man in my mouth once, but I made up my mind that he won't want to do it twice. I finally fell asleep.

I didn't see to much of Mistress Betty or Mistress Cissy for the next few days. They were quite busy getting everything ready for the ceremony. Mistress Betty had several workers to the house to complete everything she required. Caterers came by to discuss the menu, and how and where everything would be set up. I heard Mistress Betty discussing the maids for the affair. She told the caterers that she had servers in place, and all she would need from them was the delivery and set up of the food and drink. She ordered enough booze to float a cruise ship. The guest list was finalized, and it appeared as if everything was in place. It was obvious that Mistress Betty spent thousands of dollars on the wedding. I just didn't know if it was her money, or the money I gave to her last week. It would be very ironic if I had to pay for a marriage that I did not want to be involved in. I wasn't sure if Mistress Betty even knew that I had signed all my money over to her. I was hoping that she would see that I regretted what I had done, and still wanted her to train and photograph me for all time. If she did know, she didn't say a word. On Wednesday, Mistress Carol came by to take some final measurements, and to tell me that she had designed a very special wedding gown for me.

Friday finally came, and I was half excited and half terrified at what was about to take place. After I had promised to be on my best behavior, Mistress Cissy let me out of my room to help out with the preparations for the wedding and the prenuptual party tonight. Mostly all I did was set everything for the caterers. I also spent a great deal of the early day getting my final fitting for my wedding dress. I was a very busy young lady for most of the day. When Mistress Carol announced that my gown was now perfect, it was placed in it's bag, and set in my closet. I sat in my room for the remainder of the day, and thought about what was about to take place. At about 5:00 P.M. Mistress Betty and Mistress Cissy asked me to go up to the den for my instructions for the evening. We drank some wine, and I finally started to relax a little. "First of all Andrea, there will be no ment at the party this evening. I know you are very anxious to meet the person you are to marry, but it will just add to the festivities tomorrow." A tear started to form in my eye. I now knew that I was going to become the wife of some man that had paid Mistress Betty alot of money for me. All I wanted to do was to go to my room and cry.

Mistress Betty then handed me several boxes that she said contained my outfit for the evening. I was told to hurry downstairs and get dressed. It wouldn't be right for the bride to be late for her own prenuptual party. I went to my room and just sat on my bed. I don't ever remember feeling as bad as I do at this moment. I was not only losing my Mistress, I was being forced to become the woman of a gay man. I was crushed. I began to open the boxes. Everything was there from my undies to my jewelery. Mistress Betty had removed my chastity belt. I knew I could leave through the basement door, but I had promised my two Mistresses that I would go through with the wedding if that was what they wanted. I stripped naked, took a quick shower, and touched up my makeup. Then I put on the cherry red crotchless panties. Everything I am to wear tonight is the exact same color. Mistress Carol did a wonderful job. I then put on the corset. I tested my breastforms to make sure they were glued properly. I added some adhesive to the edges of each to be sure they were secure. Next I put on the red silk stockings, and attached them to the four garters on each side of the corset. A red leather mini skirt and a matching leather jacket completed the outfit. As I looked in the mirror, I looked just like the slut that Mistress Betty always wanted me to be. I locked a red leather dog collar around my neck. It had a D ring on the front. Three gold hoops in each ear, and a gold wristband, along with a pair of five inch red patent leather boots, and I was ready. I touched up my blonde wig, and sat waiting for the party to begin.

At 7:00 P.M. I heard voices upstais, and knew the guests had started to arrive. I could only guess that it was Mistress Cissy that was greeting everyone at the door. There was much laughter, and it sounded as if all were having a good time. Mistress Betty then came to my room to bring me upstairs after she made sure I was perfect. As I walked into the den, everyone gave me a round of applause, and kissed my cheeks. They all told me how perfectly slutty I looked, and that someone was going to be quite happy to have me. I was led to the chair at the head of an odd shaped table. It almost looked like a horseshoe with my chair placed in the recess. Directly in front of me at the other end of the table was the centerpiece. It was beautiful. Immediately after I took my seat, waitresses who were from the caterers, began serving the first course. Everything went like clockwork, and we finished dinner around 9:00 P.M.

After dinner, Mistress Cissy handed each of the guests a box. I guessed thet were small gifts for the wedding party and Mistress Betty's friends. "Now, before everyone opens their gifts, I have one small detail I must see to." Mistress Betty then told me to stand, and she placed an ankle cuff to each of my ankles. Then she and Mistress Cissy put me into my leather body harness. My arms were now securely pinned to my sides. I had no idea why they were doing this to me. Two of the waitresses then brought in a full length mirror, and hung it on the wall at the other end of the table from my chair. One girl then removed the centerpiece and the other took my chair, and they disappeared. Mistress Cissy then put my huge double penis gag in my mouth, and locked it in place. Each ankle wase then securely locked to a leg of the table, and I was standing facing the mirror. I could see everyone through the mirror, and I also noticed that there was an eyebolt secured to the table under where the centerpiece had been hiding it. As I was forced forward, I was bent over the table at the waiste, and my collar was then locked to the eyebolt. I was once again totally helpless, and bent over the table with my skirt all the way up around my waiste exposing my bare ass.

"O.K. ladies, you may now open your gifts while Mistress Cissy brings each one of you another surprise from the kitchen." As each box was opened, I could see through the mirror that everyone was holding a different type of strap on dildo, complete with a harness. Mistress Cissy then returned with a box full of the containers that I recognized as the vials that I had filled over the last six months with my sperm. "As you will notice, each one of these strap ons has a plunger device at the base. It can be removed, and after the penis is filled with Andreas own cum, it can be replaced. As the penis is pumped, the sperm will begin to flow from the head as soon as enough pressure is built up to release it. I think you are all beginning to get the idea here. We can't marry a virgin slut off tomorrow, and believe me, she is a virgin." Each dildo was shaped differently. Some had rubber veins, others had rubber knobs, others had soft rubber spikes. All looked very painful, and I knew that I was about to find out.

"As the night wears on, you may use Andrea's ass as often as you would like. Thee are many more vials of her cum, so as you run out, all you have to do is refill it. She will be at your service for the rest of the evening." I fought violently, trying to free myself, but it was no use. I was locked firmly to the table. All I could do was to close my eyes, and try not to scream into my gag as I was violated over and over. Mistress Cissy, put out several tubes of lubricant, and a rubber sheet was spread around my bottom to catch the leakage. "I never did really punish you for embarrassing me at my last party Andrea, so I'm sure that you will be happy to submit to a little ass fucking to show me how sorry you are. I once told you that we would find a use for all that lovely cum you've been wasting for all these months. Just one more thing ladies, and then she is all yours. The lucky Mistress that gets to take Andrea's cherry will be the one who bid's the highest for the priviledge. What am I bid?"

It was as if none of them had ever been laid. The bidding was furious.

The high bidder at $6,000.00 was finally none other than Mistress Cissy. As she walked in front of my face and began to strap on her smooth dildo, she whispered in my ear. "None of these bitches was about to outbid me for this experience. I want to be the first woman to make you cry. After all, I have to repay you for all the times you satisfied me. But don't worry sweetheart, I promise not to be gentle with you. I'm very sure that it will also thrill you to know that I am paying for this piece of ass with the share of the money Aunt Betty gave me when you signed all your money over to her. Isn't it nice to know that you are actually paying yourself to be a fucking pig." As Mistress Cissy walked behind me, I began to shake uncontrollably. I knew that she was going to rip me apart. Again, I tried to free myself from my bondage, but it was no use. I couldn't move a muscle. I felt the cold lubricant being forced into my ass, and then Mistress Cissy spread it around the outside. As she stepped up to my behind, I could see a wide grin on her face through the mirror. She just winked at me, and pressed the dildo into my butt. As I felt the head enter my ass, my muscles began to tighten, and they wrapped around the head. Just then. Mistress Cissy pressed on the plunger and I felt an ice cold squirt of cum enter me. Mistress Cissy then pulled the dildo out, much to my surprise.

I looked into the mirror again and saw that several of the other ladies were standing behind her waiting to take a turn. One after the other penetrated my ass and filled me, but none of them went in more than an inch or two. I could feel the cold liquid running down the cheeks of my ass and onto the rubber below me. Not one of them went deep enough in me to cause any pain. After each one was through, they wiped off the head of the dildo, and went back to their seats. Some removed the strap from their body, and some just kept it on. I couldn't figure out why none of them penetrated fully inside my ass, but I wasn't complaining. As the next hour or two passed, some took another turn, and it wasn't long before there was a puddle under me from all of my cum. The booze was flowing freely, but even with some of the women being a little tipsy, nobody took advantage of my helpless state.

It was shortly thereafter that the front doorbell rang again. "Oh good, this must be the special guest we've all been waiting for ladies. I did want you all to meet this gentleman before the ceremony tomorrow." As the man walked into the room, I had a very bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Ladies, I would like you to meet Juan Machado. Mr. Machado is the publisher of the magazine that has been running Andrea's photos for the last few months." The "gentleman" as Mistress Betty put it bowed for the women, and greeted each one. "I do hope we'll all become great friends in the near future." His accent was quite thick. Mr. Machado stood about 5'8" tall, and weighed about 140 lbs. Hardly what I would call a hulk of a man. His long blonde hair was about the same shade as Mistress Betty's. "Senor Machado, I'm sure you will understand why my little pet Andrea cannot greet you properly , but she is a little indisposed at the moment." He walked over to me and inspected me up and down. "I can see madam, that she is a bit tied up at the moment, but I am sure we will get to know each other very well tomorrow." I wanted to die on the spot. This was going to be the man I was to marry. He ran his hand up the inside of my silk encased leg, and just smiled a wicked smile in the mirror. The prenuptual party went on as I remained chained to the dinner table. I knew I was there to be used as a toy by whomever wanted to abuse me further on the night before my ultimate humiliation.

When the last of the guests left, and Mistress Cissy had long since gone to bed, Mistress Betty unlocked my ankles and collar from the table, and She led me back to the basement, still gagged. She released me from the body harness and instructed me to remove my skirt and jacket. After I was down to my red underwear, she shackled my wrists and ankles to the posts of the bed. "Well Andrea, this will be your last night in here. I can't let you move out of your bedroom without giving you a little present." As she said this, she stripped out of her evening gown and stood over me in her lacy undies and stockings. "I can't have you getting married knowing that you are still a virgin. We took your cherry earlier, and now I'm going to show you the pleasure of a woman." She then removed the key from around her neck, and unlocked my chastity belt. She slid it down my legs until me penis was free again. I felt a huge erection overpower me immediately. Mistress Betty just looked as it grew and laughed. She then straddled my hips, and slid down on top of me. As she began to move up and down, I grew harder and harder. As she brought me to the verge of exploding, she just put her full weight down on me, preventing me from erupting into her. She kept this up for the longest time, and I felt her wetness as she climaxed several times. Finally, the moment overcame her and I was allowed to give her everything I had in my groin. I wanted to scream to her how hot I was, but it was no use. The gag kept me silent, and she didn't say a word. When she was through, she just got off me, picked up her dress, and left me chained as I was. "Goodnight my sweet Andrea, tomorrow will be your special day." She turned out the light, and I heard the familiar click of her heels on the stairs, as I finally realized what it meant to make love.

 

 

 

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