Whore's Client to Whore's Slave

by Scott andrews

Part 3

   

"Nooo, Mistress, Please!" I pleaded. "I can't live without you, I'll do anything to stay here!" I sobbed. Tears welled up in my eyes, I knew I was in absolutely no position to bargain for anything, I had stupidly let loose of everything I owned in this world, from my own underwear to my reputation. I had no cards to play. I was still between Danny's thighs blubbering.

Mistress laughed and said, "I admire your loyalty, but you will have to be punished for your attempted disobedience. Either way you would have been punished, that the beauty of my system. I was kidding about selling you to Danny here, you are worth that much to me every two or three months. What I had in mind was renting you for ten parties over the next year at two thousand a pop." Mistress went on, "you will obey every and all wishes as you serve as slave to Danny's party guests. You will begin at 6 a.m. cleaning and decorating Danny's home and preparing food and other delights. When the guests arrive you will serve them in whatever costume Danny desires and all your holes will be available for Danny and his guests to use all night. At 6 a.m. your day will be done. You will wear the chastity the entire time you are away from this house. How does that sound? you said you would do anything."

Totally defeated I hung my head and agreed to it all, they both laughed at my plight. Danny arose and chirped "see you soon, cocksucker!"

Later Mistress informed me that she wasn't kidding about a possible new slave coming tomorrow. She told me that I was to have an opportunity have the new slave one rung below me in the pecking order if I can get my dick in his mouth within four hours of his arrival. I could say or do anything to make it happen and he would then take my place, but if I failed, he would become another of my masters and I would be compelled to obey him along with everyone else! Mistress also told me that if I won the new slave would be chastised and I would be freed.

I started to plan a strategy; I wanted badly to win this challenge. He could be compelled to do anything I asked and I could use some help on some of the mundane chores. I also wanted to free my dick, I was desperate to have a release.

My chastity had been removed for the test, I was very excited but appalled at how much the hormones had shrunk my dick. My balls were now just little marbles. Mistress said, "looks like you will need to be fitted for a much smaller chastity if you fail the test.

He walked in wearing no shirt, cut-offs and sandals and handed Mistress a small duffel bag and knelt before her. Mistress spoke, "I see you are foolish enough to turn your life over to me. From now on you have no rights, you are a slave and nothing more. This is debby" as she gestured toward me. "She will show you to your quarters"

I grabbed his hand and lead him to our room off the laundry. I didn't want to waste any time! I told him to strip and put on panties and a bra. He refused and I told him I was in charge and he better do what I said or Mistress would kick him out. He said "I don't take orders from you till Mistress tells me I should." Shit!, this is going to be harder than I thought. I grabbed his crotch and started rubbing it and said "we slaves have to stick together, we can make each other feel good." I pulled down his shorts and out sprang a 10-inch cock, partially erect. I knelt before him and started licking his balls. My plan was to get him on the brink and then demand a 69. I started to put his giant cock in my mouth when suddenly he started shooting off a massive load into my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and started thrusting wildly until he was totally spent. I spent the next three hours doing every disgusting thing I could think of to get him aroused again. I deep throated him, I tongued his ass, I rubbed his greasy dick all over my face, I sucked on his balls, growing more and more feverished and urgent as I felt my time slipping away. I was making good progress when suddenly Mistress walked in and said "time's up! Debby, meet tim, you new master" She went on to inform him that he would remain a male sine he had such a nice cock and had not succumbed to faggot behavior by sucking my dick.

The new slave glared at me as Mistress told him of my test. "You little faggot bitch, I'll make you wish you'd never tried to deceive me." Mistress told slave tim that he could use me in any way he wished as long as he didn't cause me any harm. He then said "debby has already shown me some great tricks. I will enjoy having her repeat them on me most every day." Mistress replied, "I know, I watched it all on the monitor."

As soon as Mistress left tim said "from now on you're on the floor. I get the cot. You will wake me every morning with a blowjob and an ass reaming, which I already know you are good at. You actually look really good for a guy, I may even fancy plowing your ass in the future. Now kneel at the foot of the cot and rub my feet bitch! I may even let you suck my toes." For a submissive, tim sure had a mean streak.

"debby!" Mistress yelled over the intercom, "Put on your sexiest outfit, touch up your make-up and get up to my room in twenty minutes. Bill is here and he is paying extra for the use of my slave girl. You remember Bill, you've ate a lot of his jizz before you came to live here. Now's your chance to get some a little fresher. Bill is a great fuck and I intend to have some pleasure for myself tonight." I quickly put on a thick coat of cocksucker-red lipstick and a fresh coat of mascara. I pulled up a pair of pink leather hot pants that were only four inches from top to bottom leaving a good bit of flesh exposed above the top of my fishnets that were held up by black garters. My top was merely black suspenders that attached to the hot pants. They barely covered my nipples and did nothing to cover my tits. Five-inch high heels with a locking ankle strap completed my ensemble.

When I arrived Bill whistled appreciatively and exclaimed, "you are so right she's pretty damn hot!" Mistress told me to kneel before him and remove his pants and underwear, when his cock popped out he started rubbing it on my face, then he put one hand on the back of head an pushed his large cock into my mouth. "Now you know what it means to be a fluffer," Mistress explained, "someone whose purpose is to do the 'Hard' work to prepare a man to give someone else pleasure: A perfect use for a slave like you. Now that you have him hard, go lay on your back on the bed." Mistress stripped and climbed atop me in a 69 position. I was still "dressed." Soon I felt Bill climb on the bed and position himself behind Mistress. "Debby", Mistress said excitedly, "I want you licking my clit while Bill fucks me, I want an orgasm!" I started to flick my tongue on Mistress' bud as Bill sank his cock into her pussy. His balls were dragging across my forehead and his cock was sliding in and out over my tongue. The smells were overpowering and, in spite of myself, I felt my tiny slave tail begin to throb in its metal prison. Mistress bit me hard on my balls through the leather of my hot pants and said "lick me faster! Harder!" I frantically tried to increase my pressure and my tempo and finally she came all over my face.

Mistress said, " I want on top now. Bill, you sit near the edge of the bed. Debby, you kneel in front of him. As I ride up and down on Bill's cock, I want you to bury your tongue deep in his ass until he shoots. Doesn't that sound hot Bill?" Bill replied "Oh, yeah. Lets do it." I slid off the bed and took my position between Bill's legs. Mistress climbed on facing Bill and slid down his cock until it was all the way in. My nose was in her ass. "Debby," Mistress laughed, " you must be in heaven. Your nose in one ass, your tongue in another, and all pleasure to you is totally denied, maybe forever. You are no longer a self-centered masturbation freak, but rather a well-trained and useful slave who puts everyone's pleasure before your own. You could be proud if slaves were allowed that emotion, which they certainly are not. Your friends and relatives can be proud of you however as they watch this action on your web-site or when they watch the movie being made of this and the one of you and your first encounter with tim."

After a few minutes of bouncing, Bill shot his load and I cleaned his cock with my mouth. Mistress laid back and I proceeded to suck all the cum out of her creampie. The session was over. When I got back to tim's room, he was waiting for me with his cock in his hand. It looked as though I was about to provide more footage for my friends and relatives to enjoy.

The next morning I gave slave tim his wake up blowjob. I had to work hard to make him happy so he wouldn't torture me all day so I made an effort to make it a pleasurable experience for him. Sadly, I was getting accustomed to having a dick in my mouth and was becoming more accomplished at getting it to shoot. I was especially good at using my hand to jack the cock I was sucking.

What has happened to me? I am still not physically attracted to guys or cocks but it seems like my destiny is moving away from the sweet pussy that first enslaved me into the realm of the sissiest of faggots. What am I? I have a nice pair of tits 37D, a shaven (and shapely body), I am constantly wearing make-up and the sluttiest of clothing, fingernail and toenail polish, high heels, yet I still have a remnant of a penis and two withered balls locked in a steel cage. I still lust after women and desperately long for release from by chastity. I am coming to realize that I am starting to derive extreme satisfaction from any service that I provide that gives pleasure to others. My old self, my old mind, appears to be slipping away and is being replaced by some obedient, unquestioning, sex slave. I guess it was what I wanted. I don't know what the future holds for me, but I cannot imagine it taking place anywhere but here.

That evening, Mistress called me into her room. "I am having my period debby, come over here and lick me out and put in a new tampon." I knelt before her and began to scoop the metallic juice from her pussy with long laps with my tongue. "Tomorrow will be your first party at Danny's house, are you excited?" Mistress teased. My stomach turned and I felt the contents of my stomach starting to rise in my throat. "Mistress, if it excites you, it excites me." I was hoping it was an answer she was looking for. I did not want to make her angry. "Tomorrow morning put on your make-up and that black latex dress with no back. At 6:00 a.m., tim will drive you over and drop you off. Wait on the front porch until you see lights on in the house before you knock. If anyone sees you there, try to act natural. I don't want you waking anyone up inside. After you knock. I want you kneeling, eyes down before Danny opens the door. Be careful not to rip your hose."

"He'll probably want a blow job right away, you know how men are when they first wake up. After that he will probably set you to cleaning, making appetizers, and decorating for the party. You do whatever he says to perfection. I imagine he has big plans for you in the evening. If there is any complaint about your service you will be going back and doing everything again for free; I like to keep my customers satisfied." Mistress added ominously, "If problems persist, you will be sold permanently to Danny or some other group of gay men."

I resigned myself to fight through this, but could I do it nine more times at least? I couldn't worry about that now.

Before dawn I awoke tim with an ass reaming and a blow job, as he requested the night before. Tim was a lucky bastard, some of the girls actually liked tim fucking them! He was getting to cum three times a day and I hadn't cum in two months! I put on the black dress, applied my make-up, checked my nails and brushed out my hair. I looked in the mirror and clearly saw my nipples poking at the thin material of the latex dress, i was braless. This was to be my first time out of the house since I had finished with my surgeries.

We went out to the car and set off, I was nervous. Tim dropped me off in front of Danny's home and I tottered up to the door in my 5-inch heels. I felt very out of place dressed as I was outside a suburban house at this early hour. I got stares but no comments from men coming out to get there newspaper or as they jogged by. If they only knew! After two hours, a light came on and I tapped on the door. Just then the postman came up! I ignored him and knelt facing the door, eyes down. "Lady, are you alright? He inquired. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, I was in an absolute panic. Just then, the door opened and Danny stepped out. Danny told the postman that I was part of a sorority initiation and he could have a blowjob and it would be helping me complete my final task. The three of us quickly stepped inside. Danny said, " I'll leave you two alone, let me know when you're done."

I set quickly to work, I pulled the postman's cock out and jacked it while I slurped on the end. I quickly received a load in my belly that i was sure was to be followed by many more over the next 24 hours. The smiling postman never suspected I wasn't a real girl.

As Mistress suggested, Danny was next. As I went down on him he started to talk about the old days. "My, my how times have changed. You made fun of me for being a fag and look at you now. The most outrageous sissy faggot on the planet. I visit your website three times a week and I am always amazed that your depravity is topped almost every week by even more perverse depravity. You're a cockslurping bimbo who seems unafraid to commit any act now matter how disgusting. It thrills me to no end to see your painted lips bobbing up and down on my hard cock. Deeper, deeper. Get ready to take my load, I'm cumming! Ahaaaaaaa!"

I swallowed it all. "How does it feel to be carrying my jizz around in your stomach, bitch?" It is an honor Master," I replied. "Alright, get to cleaning my house, slut."

The guests, all gay men, started arriving about 9:00 p.m. Danny had me decked out in tight leather boy-shorts that clearly revealed the outline of my chastity device, a tube top so narrow that it revealed the bottom of my tits and 3-inch platform boots with a 7-inch heel. They were not easy to work in but I was managing. I was the center of attention as I served food and drinks to the partiers; Danny took great delight in making sure everyone knew my story and my previous disrespect toward gays.

"O.K. debby, time for some fun" Danny announced. "Anyone fancy a B.J. from debby here?" Several hands shot up. "I think debby has become skilled at making a man shoot too quickly by using her hands, we don't want that. debby, put you hands behind your back so I can handcuff you." After the cuffs were snapped on I felt very helpless, a feeling that was to intensify as the first customer, who was sitting on the couch with me kneeling before him sliding my lips up and down on his dick, grabbed the back of my head an thrust his member deep into my throat and held it there. I couldn't breathe! I contemplated the humiliating nature of my demise. I imagined the tabloid story headline: Gay Man suffocates while performing oral sex.

Finally he shot his load and pulled out. As I gasped for air I thanked his as I licked him clean and tried to regain my composure. While on my third blowjob I felt some behind me pull down my pants and gasp. "Look at that tiny dicklet in that nasty mean cage! Why would anyone allow their penis to be placed into such a device? It is absolutely diabolical."

Soon there was pressure on my anus a the man behind me started to shove his cock into my tight asshole. I wanted to object as it felt way too big but the cock filling my mouth kept me from being heard. Pressure increased until I felt the head pop in and then a steady in and out, each time reaching a little deeper. I became acclimated to the intruder. Soon I could feel the frantic rapid thrusting of a man nearing orgasm. As the man in my ass approached climax, I felt another man straddle my back and grad my handcuffed hands. He squirted some jelly on the palms and I heard him say "grab my cock! Make your hands into a pussy." I felt him lay his member on my open palms. As I closed my hands tightly around his cock, he began thrusting in and out.

The three climaxes came nearly simultaneously. The guy in my mouth pulled out in time to shoot all over my face. The man on my back shot jizz on my hands and on my butt. The man behind me shot a large load into my ass, soon I could feel some of it leaking down my thighs. Almost immediately, three new pleasure seekers took the positions of the satisfied three. This went on for over an hour until all the men at the party had had at least one turn.

Later things slowed down and the handcuffs were removed. I cleaned up a little. Touched up my make-up, and started serving drinks again, but I was frequently pulled into the lap of a horny guest and forced to suck cock. Many of the guests wanted their assholes cleaned as well and some had been recently filled with jisim. I was still dressed in the platform heels and the leather pants. My top had disappeared and the gay men seemed fascinated by my big boobs and upturned nipples. I was called whore, bimbo, slut, slave, bitch, cocksucker, cum guzzler, faggot, and many others. It hurt, but I surely couldn't deny it. I kept at it all night until tim showed up to take me home. I changed back into the outfit I had come in, all except the platform heels. Danny said I could keep the boots as a gift. "I have to say you were well behaved and willing to do anything asked. Your Mistress said it would be so, but I couldn't believe it until I saw it. It was well worth the money. I'll see you again soon! "

I carefully teetered out to the car. A few of the neighborhood men remembered me from yesterday and figured out what was I was doing all night. "Hey, baby, you got a business card?" one yelled out. The others laughed. Could I sink any lower than this? I did not see how it was possible. I was now a true sissy slave, reflexively obeying any order. Always giving, never receiving, sexual pleasure. "No" was gone from my vocabulary. i had no standards, no self respect, no morals, no independence, and was almost to the point of being unable to be embarrassed. My increasing humiliations were the only thing that aroused my entrapped pee pee anymore. What would be left for me when I reached a point where I could no longer be humiliated, a point that was fast approaching?

"Did you have fun sissy fag?" tim teased as I climbed into the car. I muttered "yeah it was just great." I was way beyond exhausted but Tim unzipped his pants and stated that "I need my morning relief, you can suck me off while we drive back to the brothel."

  

  

  

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