TV Whore                         by: Darlene LeQueen

 

Larry was confused and bewildered. The last thing he remembered was frolicking in a king size bed with three women, all of them whores, and having a great time. At least he was until he'd pissed the women off by calling them whores. He hadn't understood why they got so angry being called whores because that was exactly what they were.

He supposed they thought it crude and vulgar but that wasn't his concern, or hadn't been.

Prostitutes, hookers, call girls, whatever they called themselves they were still whores in his opinion. In fact all women were whores, selling themselves for what they wanted in life and they all could be bought one way or another. The trick was to avoid the marriage and wife routine and Larry had come to the conclusion that whores were the most practical means of satisfying his only use for women, sex. Larry had no use for all the games women played and as long as he got his cock sucked and he got laid he really had no other use for women in general. Their only purpose in life, in his mind, was to please men and very few, except whores, were willing to do that.

Larry liked his women to look extremely feminine and liked ultra girlie-girls. This meant he loved seeing a woman encased in a crushing, figure forming, severely boned corset, the laces cinched unbearably tight. It turned him on to see a woman's body displayed erotically regardless of the suffering it cost her. He enjoyed seeing the look of vulnerability a severely laced corset forced on women. He was aroused by the way certain corsets thrust a woman's tits up and out wantonly while also appreciating how such a corset made women jut their asses out provocatively and added an extra wiggle to their walk. Even more he liked the idea of how a corset restricted a woman's movements making her move slowly and sensually while also severely limited her intake of air causing her breasts to heave seductively!

Of course the outrageously high stiletto heels he liked his women to wear also added to their inability to walk in any way other than a very short sexy, very erotic, mincing swish and sway that made their hips swivel delightfully, their tits bounce suggestively and their asses wiggle invitingly. He liked seeing the agony, suffering and discomfort in their eyes after they'd worn six, seven and even ten inch stiletto platform heels having tiny, narrow heels ending in tips barely larger than pencil. Such heels naturally had to be at least partly metal ensuring that the delightful, tattletale, staccato clicking and clacking sound he loved to hear was always prominent when his women walked. Again, he cared nothing for how the woman felt, he merely wanted them making a distinctive and unique feminine sound that was sure to draw attention to them!

He liked them wearing long, gaudy, dangling earrings or huge chandelier earrings which made them look like tramps and he loved to see them trying desperately to look modest and demure in very short and tight skirts or dresses while their tits played hide and seek within see through or low bodice tops. He actually liked seeing women looking embarrassed as they struggled futilely in very revealing outfits that placed them on display like sex objects or trophies, showing naughty glimpses of their panties, garters and lacy stocking tops like unashamed tarts. Other times he preferred seeing them in horribly restricting and confining attire such as extremely black tight leather or satin hobble skirts or dresses or dresses with very tight underskirts that forced a woman to take small mincing, swishing, little steps. Along with this he enjoyed seeing a woman heavily made up and looking slutty regardless of how the woman felt about looking that way! It was fun to watch them being humiliated like the heavily made up little whores they were. His view of women was that they should be painted little dressed up toys for men’s erotic pleasures.

Overall, Larry was a sexist, male chauvinistic prick that believed a woman's primary functions in life were to look sexy (HIS definition of sexy) and sexually satisfy his wants without regard for how his desires caused a woman to feel. Larry also liked a little kink too such as using items of nipple and breast torment as well as watching women squirm from the sex toys he liked to place within their orifices sometimes while bound. He enjoyed seeing women writhe and wiggle in sexual torment and need as his toys made them unbearably horny while leaving them frustrated and he also was amused watching their humiliation as he made them cream their panties. Larry liked placing his women in bondage too their feminine charms helplessly vulnerable to his teasing while he worked them over with sex toys and forced them to suck his cock with their bright red lipsticked lips.

Naturally there were few women who would allow Larry to satisfy his desires using them as he wished once they learned of his quirks. He had found that whores would, for a price, consent to many of his games but even they drew the line at some of the more degrading and humiliating things he wanted them to do. They would play to his fantasies to a point but he had yet to get one to agree to his more depraved desires. Still, they at least would wear the cruel corsets and strut about in the painful high heels he liked, dressed and made up to his specifications and give him head on demand or let him fuck them like sex objects.

All these thoughts flew through his mind as he struggled from semi consciousness to full consciousness. Once he was fully awake he discovered himself in a situation he definitely hated, loathing it while feeling totally degraded and demeaned at the same time. He was in bondage! But there was even worse!! There was more, much more.

In the many mirrors surrounding him, Larry saw he was attached to an X-frame , which held him helpless in a spread eagle position. What made it so horrid and degrading as well as painful was what he was wearing. There was a red patent leather corset squeezing his waist in cruelly while emphasizing his hips and buttocks. The corset was a severe back lace corset. On his chest, directly above the top of the corset, was a red patent leather bra of huge gigantic proportions from which projected two very pointed, unbelievably large cone shaped tits. These looked to be unbelievably huge, fantasy tits belonging to a bimbo having quite large and protruding nipples! Perhaps belonging to a topless dancer or something, who held the title of the girl with the biggest tits in the world. He guessed they were over 60MM cup size and coupled with his severely corseted waist they looked monstrous.

His now clean-shaven legs matched his entire clean-shaven body. There was no male hair to be seen anywhere including his eyebrows. The very sheer, black, seamed, lace top stockings tautly gartered to the corset accenting his now smooth white hairless legs now covered by black women’s nylons. His legs had the unmistakable contours of a woman's legs as well they should since he was balanced atop ten inch red patent leather platform pumps with a five inch platform and a 10" spike heel!

There was a huge teased and curled ladies platinum blonde wig on his head, that even Dolly Parton would have winched at. It was an enormous explosion of blonde girlish curls and severe teasing. Huge, very heavy 7" rhinestone chandelier earrings were attached to his ears along with another smaller pair above them, which caused them to clatter loudly in his ears as he tossed his head from side to side in a futile effort to rid himself of the blonde bimbo wig and huge earrings he wore, but they only bounced against his cheeks and shoulders in an O’ so girlish manner. On his hands held above his head and to the sides on the X-frame he could see the black ruffled lacey, gloves from which his fingers stuck out. Each finger ended in a blood red, oval shaped nail at least two inches in length! Long red talons glamorized by black lacey ruffled see-thru gloves.

In the mirrors surrounding him he saw that his male, bushy eyebrows were totally gone, shaved off completely and in their place were delicate and thin painted on eyebrows arched high far above his original brow line giving him a quizzical, dumb blonde bimbo look or ultra feminine homosexual sissy look. His eyes were made up like a whore, the multiple heavy eye shadow shades, tons of black eyeliner surrounding his eyes, huge showgirl style false eyelashes that must have been almost an inch a half long and very thick and curled. The blusher had been stroked on very heavily giving him two bright red streaks down his cheeks. His brightly painted lipsticked lips, which had been very, very overextended to twice their normal size were outlined with dark, almost black lipliner with was then filled in with a dark creamy crimson lipstick. His lips looked like they were constantly pursed into a big bright red O. Which was exactly how he looked now like a red lipsticked little whore getting ready to suck cock. And from the way his ass felt he presumed he had some kind of vibrating dildo or butt plug up his ass too.

But the most demeaning and degrading thing was his cock standing out straight and extremely hard protruding from below his corset from which he wore no panties leaving his cock to be displayed freely. But while his cock stood straight out his balls were covered by a little red lacy skirt affair that wrapped around them. The front of the tiny skirt spelled out the words "Sissy Slut" in brilliant rhinestones. The portion of his cock that protruded from the red skirt at the base had been completed covered with bright red lipstick.

Tearing his eyes from the disgusting and humiliating sight of himself gussied up like a bizarre female whore Larry looked around the rest of the room, his body trembling at what he saw. Many of the devices and tools of sexual torment he saw in the room were familiar to him but other things were bewildering. Whips, dildos, nipple clamps, butt plugs and various shaped vibrators he recognized. Implements of bondage such as wrist and ankle cuffs, bondage belts, handcuffs, etc were easily identified.

There were several dildo chairs and stools in which it was obvious the user was forced to sit, impaling themselves on the various cocks or plugs. They looked positively menacing. Chairs with cocks sticking up like soldiers standing at attention waiting for a pussy or ass to be impaled upon them. It was obvious the user was forced to sit in the chair and be impaled by the cock. A few looked like they had mechanized motors attached underneath the stool or chair to piston like rods that would pump the dildos in and out of a cunt or ass like a frenzied lover. Others looked more devious with large nodules and wire leads running out of them. There was even a large beauty salon type styling chair with a huge cock protruding from its padded seat with a lady’s hair dryer hood above it just like in a beauty salon. There were more items everywhere. A pillory and a set of stocks like those used in medieval times as well as a padded metal table looking much like those used to give women gynecological exams. The use of the pillory was obvious the girl’s head and arms were placed in the slots and the top portion was locked down then the user was free to punish the girl without her ability to move away. There was also one with holes that looked like the girl’s tits would protrude through the front. Several smaller portable versions of this lay in the corner. Presumably the girl’s head and arms were locked in the stock while she was kneeling or something and you could then force her to suck cock.

There were other padded metal racks too, one resembling the X-frame he was currently shackled to only this was horizontal, one resembling a gymnastic horse and another shorter table that would just support a person's chest, a FEMALE person Larry thought seeing the openings for a woman's breasts, with straps to secure thighs, legs, waist and arms to the table dangling. At one end was a chin rest and padded clamps that when fastened would hold a person's head prisoner! Presumably to keep her head from moving while a cock was forced into her waiting mouth.

Larry's thoughts were interrupted as a voice spoke. "I'm sure you are wondering where you, what's going on and why." the feminine voice chuckled evilly, "please let me go." "Hush darling, be quiet I'll attempt to answer most of your questions. The 'why' is easy, you have no respect or compassion for women much less any empathy with what it means to be one. Likewise you hold "whores" in extreme contempt though you do pay them to play your games. You've no conception or understanding of what it's like to be a 'working girl' but you soon will. No one would have minded complying with your demands if you had at least been thankful and respectful after the sessions, but you always treated the girls with complete contempt and disrespect.

As far as what's going on, everything you've ever wanted to subject a woman to, every degrading, demeaning, humiliating and embarrassing act, every type of sexual torment and frustration, every type of public exposure and display in sexually revealing costumes or horribly restrictive outfits is going to happen before your eyes to you. Every fantasy you’ve ever had about how a woman should perform for you, you will now perform. Every conceivable sex toy will be used on you as a whore for other’s pleasure, amusement and entertainment. No matter how vulgar or lewd you might have desired your whore to look or act, you will now act. Every sex act or sexual thing you’ve dreamed of having women do you will now do. Every outfit or makeup you’ve ever dreamed of them wearing, you will now wear.

Every depraved thing you wished a whore to experience through force you will now be forced to do. You will be forced to perform everything from modeling in your fetish attire, and you’d better do a good job of modeling too. You’ll be forced to perform every sex act you can imagine. You will become a pretty painted little girlish cum receptacle taking men's sperm in you mouth and ass as well as having it spewed all over your pretty painted face and huge tits many, many times. Your own cum will flow out of you at the most embarrassing and humiliating of times probably when your overly excited over all your new feminine things. Oh yes, and to make it really interesting you’ll be subjected to the most intense feminine maintenance we can give you. Leg waxing, nail care and of course you’ve by now noticed our dildo salon chair. That’s for when we tightly set your girlish blonde hairdo in pink ladies curlers and leave you dildoed and in curlers sitting in the chair under the hair dryer for several hours with nothing to look at but your pretty painted whore face and curlers in the mirror we’ll provide for you, while you get fucked just like a girl from the dildo. Won’t that be a wonderfully feminine experience darling?"

"Answer me right now, or I’ll whip the skin right off you immediately." He show no choice it was either answer her or be whipped, he was already suffering enough from the shoes and clothes so he decided the best course of action was to answer her. "Yes, that sounds like a wonderfully feminine experience." "Very good darling, you’re quickly learning that a submissive girl always does as she’s instructed."

When we finish with you every one of your degrading and humiliating desires will be fulfilled by the woman of your dreams, a whore, a slut, a cunt, a big breasted bimbo…YOU. You will have a much better understanding of women and what it takes to deliver the services you’ve been getting all along. After this I promise you you're going to have an incredible empathy with whores that have to satisfy their client’s needs every day!" The voice paused, the hint of mockery and sarcasm of the woman's speech not lost on Larry who shivered in dread, fearing what he'd hear next and praying he was wrong. But he wasn’t, she’d already talked of all the pictures and videos of him being dressed and made up and feminized. She gave him the name and address of every relative he had and his employer too. His mother and father would be devastated if they saw those pictures and videos. She even gave him the address of his landlord saying that she’s sure he wouldn’t any transvestite whore living in his building. She’d covered everything, friends, relatives, job, and home. If those pictures and videos went out there’d be no place for him to turn to. So the answer was simple, make the best of it and try to minimize any damage.

"Oh my," her voice chirped, fake surprise. "Look what we have here. Someone's already supplied us with a little whore and placed her in bondage too! Doesn't she look ever so slutty, Larry? See her severe corset? Doesn't it look terribly exciting the way it's forcing her body into such a sexy posture? She must be horribly embarrassed the way it's forcing her to thrust those huge monster tits of hers out so brazenly! But I’ll bet she loves her big bouncing titties, doesn’t she? And look at how it pushes her hips out so femininely. And check out her luscious ass with it’s own little dildo inserted, Larry! See how the corset forces her to thrust her cute butt out so invitingly and wiggle on that dildo? I'll bet SHE swivels and wiggles really sexy like a true whore in those 10" platform heels, she probably loves it too! I guess we’ll just have to use you as that whore!! When he didn’t respond right away, she slashed his exposed thighs and ass several times with a riding crop, it hurt like hell. "I don’t hear you answering me sweetie, shall I continue to punish you? You other things he could stand but the pain was too much so he replied, "Yes mistress I’d love to wiggle and swivel in my 10" platform pumps for you." "That’s better darling, I’m sure you’ll wiggle walk very nicely went we turn you loose.

And look at those heels! Talk about 'fuck me' or 'wiggle-walk' heels, darling! I’ll bet you can’t take more than a couple inch steps in those babies. I'll bet you’re calves and thighs are killing you already from the strain of standing in those spiked high heel platforms but you looks so adorable in them. Just like a real cum slut whore, don't you think, darling?

I think we’re going to get you a better name though. We obviously can’t call you Larry anymore, so pick a new sweet feminine name, sweetie. When he said he didn’t know, 15 more blows from her riding crop rained down on various parts of his body. Now he was on the verge of tears and the pain was intense. He said, "Lisa". I’m afraid that’s not good enough darling, I want you to said please Mistress I want to be called Lisa the whore. "Please Mistress I want to be called Lisa the whore", he said. Oh, come on darling you can do better than that, let’s hear you say it in a nice high pitched girlish voice, come on again." She started to raise her riding crop again and Larry squeaked out. "Please Mistress, I want to be called Lisa the whore." Again! He was made to repeat it several times until she was satisfied that it sounded right.

Now let’s look are some more of your stunning outfit, Lisa. Those lacey gloves are just so precious and feminine as are your beautiful long red nails. They look so cute and feminine in their black see-thru lacey ruffled covering, do you like wearing thing like this Lisa? He knew he was required to answer yes, or her riding crop would begin again. "Yes Madam, I love wearing girlish thing like these gloves." I wonder if those long nails are difficult to cope with? Well, no matter, you’re only a whore and we like our whores to be just so girlie-girl and feminine don't we? Besides all you need those long red nails for are to wrap around a man’s cock to excite him anyway, so what’s the difference if they’re difficult for anything else. You know I'll bet you’d like to be sucking on a cock right now, wouldn’t you Lisa.? "Yes Mame, I’d like to be sucking on a cock right now. Oh yes, look at how your brightly painted crimson lips just waiting for a nice cock right now and look at that makeup! What a tramp and a slut this cunt is! Boy I guess you really like looking like a painted whore, don’t you. "Yes, Mistress I like looking like a painted slut." We’ll that’s good, because that’s what girls are supposed to look like isn’t it Lisa?

But look Lisa, there's something not quite right with your sissy cock! Oh my, somebody’s gone and painted the whole thing with bright red ladies lipstick. Well my, aren’t you just the biggest, cutest sissy girl in the world. I thought all whores liked cocks IN their pussy not sticking out in front like that! You must be one of those TV sissy slut-bitches. Are you Lisa? "Yes Mistress, I’m a sissy slut-bitch." Oh, I see that must mean you’re a homosexual that likes dressing up like a naughty girl and sucking cock like a girl. You’d probably would like it too if other sissy sluts like yourself would suck your adorable little lipsticked cock too wouldn’t you? "Yes Mam, I’d like it if some other cute painted fairy would suck my lipsticked dick." Oh how sweet, I’m sure we can find you one in addition to you new male clients. I can’t wait to see you too cute girls making little sissy love." "I’m sure you’ll look just adorable kissing each other, feeling each other up and sucking each other’s lipsticked cocks."

We must help you learn how to be a proper whore, mustn't we, Lisa? Teach you how to dress and how to act just like the little fuckin’ cunt we know you want to be. Teach you how to be YOUR ideal woman/whore. Teach you how to suck cock for hours with those luscious red lipsticked lips and fuck with your ass like a good little Transvestite sissy slut. I'm sure you’re going to satisfy each and every one of your desires, Lisa!! And just like you prefer it, you’re going to be FORCED over and over again to submit to doing it just like you fantasized about. Isn't that sweet, Lisa? This little, emasculated, feminized trollop is going to act out all of your perverted pleasures for our enjoyment, Lisa!

 

2 WEEKS LATER:

This was what Mistress called a feminine maintenance day. All the other chores, like leg waxing, nail painting, etc had been taken care of earlier in the day, but this evening by 6:00pm Lisa was seated in that hideous salon chair. It’s padded seat offered little comfort since it’s large dildo was firmly embedded deep inside Lisa’s ass. Mistress had already set her hair very tightly in pink curlers. They pulled at her scalp painfully, but it was all part of being a girly-girl which she really liked now. Mistress was putting the finishing touches on her slut makeup. Foundation, pressed powder, her super high and thin rounded sissy girl eyebrows, lavender and white shades of eye shadow, her usual long thick curled false eyelashes and lots of black eyeliner. Mistress was just finishing her lips. As usual they were very over extended giving the image of a huge lipsticked mouth. The lipliner was very dark and her lips were filled in with bright red lipstick that looked very creamy and glossy. Mistress attached very long heavy dangling earring to her ears, the screw on kind that were screwed in extremely tight, enough to make Lisa whimper like the submissive little girl she was now. Mistress gave them several flicks to make sure they swung back and forth and bounced against Lisa’s cheeks since they were unencumbered by any hair.

The necklace around her neck proclaimed who she was. It looked like all the other gold girl’s name necklace’s that said, Stacey, or Sharon, except that Lisa’s was specially made, it said "Lisa, Cock Sucking Bitch".

Oh Lisa darling you look so cute and girlish in your pink curlers, now you be a good girl and don’t move. Not that Lisa could move, while her arms were free there were leather straps binding her to the salon chair. Straps under her enormous tits and around her waist and around her nylon clad legs and while her hands and head were free it would be impossible to reach any of the straps to undo them. Only someone not it the chair could do that. Mistress lowered the dryer portion and adjusted it over Lisa’s curlered head and then turned it on. She wheeled several large mirrors on casters in front and on the sides of Lisa so that she could she herself from all angles. Her 2" long red nails lay delicately on the salon chair’s arms. The smell of makeup, perfume and hair products invaded her nostrils. Mistress douched her a second time with me more perfume, until she was enveloped in a cloud of feminine sweetness.

"Now you be a good girl Lisa and look at how pretty you are in the mirrors, until a nice client comes along." And that’s exactly what Lisa did, stare at her heavily made up face, batting her false eyelashes, pursing her big red lipsticked lips to blow a kiss and examining herself from all angles in the mirrors. About once every hour Mistress would bring in another little feminized sissy. The hair dryer portion would be turned off and raised up, Mistress would raised or hike up the other girl’s skirt or dress revealing her cock and Lisa was ordered to service her. She would wrap her 2" long red nails around the other TV’s cock and stroke it until it was hard and then slid it into her sweet red lipsticked mouth. She’d suck and suck just like the little painted whore she was until the other TV came in her mouth. Lisa of course was quick to swallow all that hot sissy cum the way Mistress had instructed her. She was also made to say "Thank you for cumming in my mouth, I thoroughly enjoyed sucking your cock and would love to do it again whenever you like." The other Girl would leave and Mistress would fix Lisa’s lipstick restoring it to her big full bright glossy lips, lower the dryer again and turn it on. The mirrors were pushed back in position and Lisa was left to return to her erotic viewing.

In another hour or so another Transvestite was lead in and the whole process repeated itself. Between 6:00pm and Midnight Lisa sucked off six different TV’s. Later on she found out that Mistress ran a transformation salon, for guys who liked to dress as girls. She would charge to transform them into girls. Of course once they were all girlied-up or sissified they’d be all excited, so for a small extra fee Mistress would let them be serviced by another TV Slut, ME! Well the good news is that at least I don’t have to stand in the 12" platform pumps I’m wearing, I only have to seat in the chair with a dick up my ass. Mistress has many other "Day" scenarios. Tomorrow is modeling day. I’ll be all dressed to kill in all kinds of fetish attire like a calf length leather hobble skirt and 14" black platform boots that are extremely difficult to walk in even taking tiny little mincing and swishing wiggle-walk steps. Of course with the tight corset and huge protruding tits and extreme high heels it’s impossible to get down on my knees to suck cock so Mistress solves the problem by having each receipt ant stand on a small platform that puts their cock on a level with my mouth, then I am ordered to suck their cock while standing up. In between customers Mistress unzips a small hidden opening in the front of my hobble skirt and frees my own cock and then chains my hands to the sides of a mirror. There I am left to stand in those 14" platform boots, my cock sticking out, but with my hands chained I’m unable to reach it. All I can do is rub it against the mirror while I stare at the painted face that’s only a couple of inches in front of me.

Another "Day Scenario" is Stockade day which I really hate. I stand on a platform that’s only about and inch or two high in six-inch high heel pumps. The front section of the platform is a stockade. I bend at the corseted waist placing my hands and head in the stockade and Mistress locks it down. The whole platform is on casters and she wheels it in front of the mirror. All I can see is my made up face and hair protruding from the stockade. Across the front of the stockade appear to be written all kinds of gibberish, gibberish that is until the stockade is facing the mirror, then it’s easy to see that the gibberish is phrases written backward so that when the stockade is in front of the mirror they appear correct. Messages surrounding my head say "Cock Sucking Cunt", "Transvestite Tramp", "Sissy Cock Sucker", "Have Fun, Insert Dick Here", "Painted TV Slut" "Harlot Wannbe". So not only am I made to view my own made-up face, but all the messages proclaiming what I am.

Customers are brought it and the platform is wheeled around on it’s casters 90 degrees so I can suck off the waiting client. In this scenario Mistress encourages them to cum in my face rather then my mouth. When the client is done she just applies from fresh lipstick right over any cum and wheels the platform around again 90 degrees so I’m facing the mirror again. Except now I have to not only stare at the messages and my made up face, but cum covered made up face. After several blow jobs my face is covered with cum everywhere as I stare at myself in the mirror and cry at my girlish submissive humiliation.

But that’s the life of a TV slut, what’s a girl to do.

 

 

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