Thanks to everyone who sent me e-mails. Here's the next chapter as promised.
A Big Mistake 2: The games
I showed up at Joe's house at 10:00 just as he had told me to. As he had called and ordered me the day before I had shaved all the hair from my body below the neck. I was scared of what was going to happen. He had said he would have friends over, and I didn't know what I was going to have to do. A few seconds after I knocked on the door Joe answered it. He looked me up and down for a second before he said anything,
"You're wearing too much slut. Strip."
"Can I at least come in?"
"You forgot the sir, slut, and no you can't come in. Now strip before I go inside and post your video on the net."
I had no other choice so I quickly stripped down to nothing. Thankfully no one was on the street at the time. As soon as I got my clothes off Joe took them and walked back inside. I followed him in shutting the door after myself. He led me into a sparsely furnished bedroom. Inside were just a simple queen sized bed and a cabinet. There was one thing in the room that did catch my attention. Lying on the bed was a French maid's outfit complete with black stockings and garter and black 4 inch heels. There was also a black thong with matching bra. I didn't notice Joe walk over to the cabinet but when he came back he was holding what looked to be two large breast forms and tube of glue. Smearing some glue on the inside of them he pushed them against my chest. The glue dried in seconds and I had two c-cup breasts. He walked over to the bed then and picked up a blonde wig. Smearing the glue around the edges he jammed it onto my head. The wavy hair fell down to my shoulders, and when I tried to shake the hair out of my eyes the wig stayed firmly in place. Up until this point Joe hadn't said anything and I had been too afraid to speak or try to stop him. I knew he had that tape, and there was nothing I could do unless I wanted the whole world to see me sucking cock and begging for it. Finally told me what he was doing,
"I've decided that since you want to suck cock like a girl you can act more like a girl as well. The glue holding your hair and new breasts will only come off with a special solution, and unless you act nicely today and convince my friends you're enjoying this, you won't get that solution. There are two games today. During the first you will get us beer, snacks, or whatever else we want, but don't worry, you'll get what you want during the second game. I'll explain how that's going to work when the game starts. As for right now, get on your knees and do what you're here for cocksucker."
With that he pushed me to my knees and pulled out his cock. Grabbing my new blonde hair he pushed his cock deep into my mouth and started fucking my mouth as if it were a pussy. He didn't go as deep as he did before, and soon he came shooting his load onto my tongue.
"Get up and get dressed slut. You have 5 minutes to get your ass into that living room fully dressed to greet my friends."
With that he left me to my humiliation. I had little time, so I started getting dressed quickly. Never having worn women's clothing before it was awkward, especially trying to do it quickly. I had had enough girlfriends to know how everything should go on though. Soon I had everything but the heels on and was already uncomfortable as hell. Slipping the heels on I paused to think about my situation. Here I was wearing thigh high stockings and a garter, a thong that was riding uncomfortably up my ass, a tight bra displaying my new breasts, a slutty French maid's dress that just barely touched the tops of my stockings and stiletto heels that made me wriggle my ass with each step I took. Suddenly remembering that I was running out of time I started to make my way into the living room where all of this had started. It was hard walking in the heels and I almost fell a few times, but soon reached the living room door. Catching my breath I walked in and was shocked to see Joe sitting there with not just one or two friends, but 4 friends.
"About time you got in here slut. Guys this is my slut, slut this is Ben, Chris, Steve, and John. You will address them all as sir. You guys can call him, or should I say her, anything you want, although my preference is slut. Go get us each a beer from the fridge and hurry it up."
All five men in the room started laughing as I turned my back to go get the beers. I tried to hurry, but carrying five beers at once is no easy task. I made it back by stacking them all on top of each other and then went back to the living room to distribute them. As I handed them out the men just sat there staring at me.
"I bet you can't wait to get my cock in that whore mouth can you," Chris said as I handed him his beer.
"You'd better answer him slut," said Joe.
"Yes sir, I can't wait to have your cock in my mouth."
Everyone broke out into laughter again at hearing this. Then Joe decided to add a new dimension to the first game.
"Since everyone wants the Niners to win this game, you're going to be punished every time they make a mistake or have to punt. So when its time for your punishment you will kneel down with your ass in the air and take three swats of whatever we choose your punishment to be. If the team does well you just have to get us our food. Do you understand slut?"
"Yes sir."
I was ordered to sit through the game on my knees by Joe's feet. The game went by slowly with me constantly having to get food or beer for the 5. I got lucky this time and the 49ers played better than usual. I still got several punishments, however, from the paddle, crop, their hands, and even a leather strap. The first punishment was with the strap. I was told to kneel and put my face in the carpet which caused the dress to ride up, effectively exposing by ass with nothing more than the thong protecting it. The first strap came as a surprise and I jumped in pain.
"Why isn't your slut thanking us for these Joe," it sounded like it came from John.
"I don't know, but if he doesn't he's going to get a lot more."
Another swat came quickly.
"Thank you sir."
The strap bit into my flesh leaving wide paths in pain. By the end of the game my ass was too sore to let sit on my heels as I knelt there and I had to keep it up. The end of the game just brought more apprehension however. I remembered what Joe had said and knew the next game wouldn't be fun. Sure enough Joe spoke up to tell me what I'd have to do,
"It looks like it's time for you to get what you want now slut. You see Chris and John want the Packers to win the next game, and Steve and Ben want the Patriots to win. It doesn't matter who I want to win, because you're going to do whatever I tell you to. For the rest though, it will depend on how well their team does. Whenever their team scores a Touchdown you will either suck their dicks down like I know you so want to, or they can choose to give you 20 swats with whichever tool they want. At the half, whichever team is up will get to do both. After the game, whoever picked the winning team gets to share you between the two of them for the hour after the game. Just remember slut, if you don't enjoy sucking those cocks as much as I know you do, you will regret it."
With that the game started and I resumed my position at Joe's feet. 10 minutes into the game and no one had scored. I started breathing easier thinking I might get off easy. Just as I had finished thinking that though, the Packers scored. Chris and John cheered and my hope dropped.
"Yeah! Get your ass over here slut. I want you sucking my cock now." Came from Chris
"I know you want my load boy, so get your slut mouth on my cock." was what I got from John.
They flipped a coin and I had to get Chris off first. He unzipped his pants and pulled out an 8" hard dick. Without even getting up he grabbed hold of the wig and pulled my mouth down to his prick. I opened my mouth a little, but that was all he needed to shove his cock into my mouth. Using handfuls of hair as handles he moved my head up and down his shaft picking up pace and force. Soon he was pulling my head down hard to enough to drive his cock to the back of my throat. I could feel him tensing up and soon he thrust in until he hit the back of my throat and started spraying his load. As soon as let go of my head I felt John grab my hair and pull me around. He was standing behind me, and as soon as my head was facing him he thrust his cock into my mouth. It wasn't as long, about 6", but was thicker. He was soon skull-fucking me, holding my head in place while he thrust into my mouth. It seemed like every time he pushed in he hit the back of my throat causing me to gag. He finished soon though, and pulled out until just his head remained in my mouth, and unloaded his sperm on my tongue. It had a salty taste, and soon my mouth was filled. Before he pulled out though, he ordered me to swallow his load.
"That's a good slut. You enjoyed sucking our cocks didn't you bitch. You like the taste of your cum, huh, cocksucker."
"Yes sir, I loved having your cocks in your mouth, and loved the sweet taste of your cum."
I knelt down at Joe's feet, once again humiliated. I felt low and dirty. I couldn't believe that I had just been fucked by two more men and I still wasn't finished. I wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn't come. It seemed like it came from far away when I heard steve say that he needed to take a piss. It wasn't until Joe told him he could use me that I snapped to my senses. Before I could do anything, Steve had stood up and was pointing his dick at my mouth.
"Open up fag, I can't hold it all day." He let loose a stream of piss down my throat, forcing me to swallow unless I wanted to sit soaked in piss for the rest of the game. "That's better, I needed that, now clean it up slut." I gave his head a quick suck to clean it and then pulled back and kneeled back down feeling even worst.
2 minutes to the half the Patriots scored and I was back up. Steve got me first. He just sat there and told me to suck his cock. He didn't grab my head but just ordered me to suck him as deep as I could. This was even harder than having my face fucked. Having to suck cock on my own made it feel as though I were doing it willingly, dropping me to a lower level of shame. Regardless of the shame I was glad when I saw the size of his cock. It was at least 10" long and 3 inches thick. I just wanted to get it over with quickly so I took him in my mouth and started a fast pace. I could tell Steve was almost there by the moans coming from his mouth, and soon he grabbed my head and held it in place while he shot his load down my throat.
Ben was next, and he wasn't so gentle. He dragged me up onto the back of the couch with my head hanging off the end upside down. He had the smallest of the group, but even at 5" I knew that this way it wouldn't be easy. Stepping up to my mouth-pussy, he shoved his dick in. All I could see as his cock pistoned in and out of my mouth were his balls swinging back and forth between his legs. Every couple of thrusts he would thrust far enough in that his balls would hit my nose. When he finally came he thrust as far in as he could. His cum shot down my throat as sweaty ball sac rested against my nose. Finally he pulled out but ordered me to suck each of his balls into my mouth before he sat back down.
When the half finally came the score was tied so Joe decided he would have some fun, "I think it's about time you learned to take a cock down that worthless throat of yours."
With that he pulled out his cock and dragged me to it by my head. Before he started he told the others that since it was tied they could all use whatever tool they wanted on me for the 20 strikes. Grabbing my head he pulled my mouth down around his cock. He started thrusting into my mouth hitting my throat each time. Then he started pushing deeper with each thrust. I could feel him start to push into my throat, and started gagging. I couldn't breathe and thought I was going to pass out. That was when the first of the lashes hit me. It felt like it was the leather strap as it stung the skin on my exposed ass. I finally found a rhythm where I could breathe whenever Joe pulled out of my mouth. Soon I was taking all of him down my throat. Every time he would push forward I would gag on his shaft. Feeling me gag only caused Joe to increase the force of his thrusts as my throat tightened around his pole. After what seemed like hours he started to throb and I knew he was close to coming. Getting a tighter grip on my hair he pulled my head all the way down his shaft until my nose was buried in his pubes. I could feel his cum shooting down my throat but couldn't breathe. Joe just held me there as continued to shoot down my throat. I was getting desperate for air. I tried to pull back but he held on tight to my head. I started to see black spots at the edge of my vision, and the last thing I heard before passing out was, "Now you really are my cockslut."
When I came to I was lying on the ground in the middle of the living room floor. The 5 guys were watching the game again without even a thought of whether or not I was ok. I slowly crawled back to Joe's feet and knelt back down. My throat was sore and my ass was throbbing from all of the swats I had taken. I looked at the TV and noticed that it was the 2 minute warning. The game was almost over and the score was still 7-7. I thought it would go into overtime until the packers scored in the last 30 seconds. I was left to do nothing as game drew to an end. Chris and John knew that they had me for the next hour, and as soon as the game ended they started towards me. Joe stopped them before they got to me however.
"One thing first. I'm to break in my slut's ass. I want to be the first one to fuck this bitch."
I couldn't believe it and I started to back away, still on my knees. Joe quickly stopped me with a backhand though. He grabbed me and bent me over the back of the chair I had been tied to the previous time I had been here. He stepped in front of me and presented his cock to my lips. You'd better get my cock nice and wet because that's the only lube you're getting. He pushed his cock into my mouth and was quickly pushing into my throat. After a couple minutes he pulled out and stepped behind me. I tried to move but John and Chris held my arms. I could feel Joe's cock head push against my hole. Then, before I could even move, he pushed in to the hilt. I felt as though I had been ripped open and screamed out. Joe kept pumping in and out of my ass. Soon he was fucking me as hard as he could. I could feel his balls slap against my legs as he pounded into me. My ass was throbbing and I thought I was going to pass out again from the pain. I didn't, but soon wished I would as he continued to rip open my no longer virgin hole. It seemed like an eternity, but soon he was picking up pace and about to cum. With one last thrust he pushed all the way to the hilt and sprayed his seed up my ass. He pulled out and spoke a few words to John and Chris before leaving the room,
"You guys get one hour to do whatever you want with him. Don't seriously hurt him though, but you're free to pound him in any hole as hard as you want. Have a good time." With that he left me with the two guys.
I soon had a guy at each end. Chris was thrusting into my mouth, and now that Joe had done it, he started pushing down my throat. Soon he was throat fucking me as John hammered into my ass. They came, spraying their loads down my throat. While they recovered they decided to soften my ass up a bit with the paddle and the riding crop. After what seemed like hundreds of hits, they decided to fuck me one more time before their time was up. Switching ends, John skull-fucked me while Chris thrust in and out of my ass. They finally finished spraying their loads in me one more time. I collapsed back onto my knees after being stood over the chair for the last hour. Before they left they had one last degradation to add to the humiliating experience. They both grabbed my head and pissed in my mouth and all over my face. After having me clean them up they put their cocks back in their pants and left, leaving me lying in the floor covered in piss with a belly full of cum and cum leaking out of my ass.
Joe soon came back in and pulled me to my feet by my hair. He walked me to the door and started to push me out, when I realized I was still wearing the French maid's outfit.
"Wait, where are my clothes?" I asked him.
"I threw them out slut. You can go home dressed like the slut you are. I dropped the solution off in your mailbox while you were having fun with Chris and John. I expect you to come by here after work tomorrow. But you need to get on your knees one more time before you go. Pushing me down he took his cock back out and went back to fucking my throat. He had already cum three times today, and I knew it would be a while before he came. I settled myself on my knees and tried not to gag as he thrust his shaft down my throat. I was ok until he opened the front door so everyone could see me sucking his dick. I tried to pull away, but this just turned him on more and he thrust harder into my mouth. All of a sudden he pulled out of my mouth and sprayed on my face. It wasn't much, but it humiliated me even more. He then pushed me out onto the steps and went back inside.
I made it back to my apartment more humiliated than I had ever been, and I still had to get the solution for the glue out of the mailbox that was in front of my apartment building. I tried to run to get it but fell with the heels still on. I finally got it out and made it back to my apartment where I collapsed on the ground. I had been face-fucked, throat-fucked, ass-fucked, whipped and spanked, and forced to dress as a slut maid and serve those guys. I was humiliated beyond belief and couldn't believe how low I had sunk in just two days.
I finally got the strength to get into the bedroom where I collapsed in bed and quickly fell asleep covered in cum and piss and still wearing my French maid's outfit and heels with wig and fake tits. i would just have to get cleaned up before work tomorrow.
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