After struggling into my panty girdle (being sure to tuck my periwinkle) and securing my nylons, Mona sprayed my chest with medical adhesive and instructed me to hold breast forms in place while the glue set up. She explained that D had brought them in and had told her to make sure I wore them when I left. Mona was now lounging in a chair, legs crossed with her high heel dangling and jiggling from her nylon covered foot. I had no doubt that she was masturbating. With a bemused smile she indicated that I was to put my trousers on. Bending to retrieve my trousers, my now unsupported melons caused fiery pain to erupt from my poor ravaged nips. Ignoring the throbbing I pulled up my pants and reached for my shirt. I figured that I could knot the shirt tail under my tits to give them some lift and alleviate my misery. But this was not to be. Mona shook her head no and pointed to my suite jacket.
"Sorry girl, Gail's orders. No shirt."
With resignation and a sigh I put on the jacket. I was drained and beaten. All I wanted, was to go home. I would surrender myself to her, do anything she desired. Only please, please let me go home. As I was about to make a fool out of myself by begging, Mona interrupted.
"Sweetie why don't you slip on your pumps. Heels make your legs and your tush look sooo sexy. Although in your case, with those stupid men's cloths, no one would notice."
Zombie like I slid my nylon clad feet into the open toed pumps and awaited more direction. The direction wasn't long in coming.
"Now honey, just one more thing and you can be on your way. Actually two more things. First there is this, a constant reminder of your new status in life."
Mona rummaged in a drawer and removed a pink leather collar. It was about three inches wide with two D rings and a flat locking clasp. Embossed in the leather was the word 'BITCH.' Placing the proffered item around my neck, a shiver raced through me when the hasp clicked with finality. This is what I was reduced to. A toy, a plaything, a bitch to be used for anyone's amusement, a cum slut..... I LOVED IT!
"Last, but certainly not least, is this." Mona raised her skirt, removed her panties, sat in the chair and spread her legs. "Dawn told me how accomplished you are at cunnilingus and encouraged me to use your tongue. Gail said that youl'd be an excellent lesbian. Be a good girl and go down on me."
How did Gail know what kind of lesbian I'd be? I hadn't even seen her pussie... yet, let alone taste it.....yet. Well, back on my knees (I hopped I didn't get a runner in my nylons) and drooled for her well trimmed cunt. Mona had her hands on both sides of her muff and was spreading her swollen lips with her fingers. She was sopping wet. Her pubic hair was drenched and a pool of viscous fluid was forming on the seat of the chair beneath her. Her clitoris was shamelessly peeking out of it's hood, all wet and ready to be attended to. Mona's cunt looked absolutely delectable. I ran my tongue along her well lubricated slit, starting at her rosette and ending at her navel. As my tongue (I should say my sex organ) past over the little boy in the boat, she shuddered and moaned, "Eat me bitch."
With my lips sealed around her hole I speared my rigid member into her love tunnel and began to suck the yummy nectar from her cunt. Mona's thighs closed on my head and she mashed her muff against my face. The juices that I hadn't licked and sucked up were now coating my face.
"Betcha like all that cum, dontcha little girl? You can thank Stephanie for some of it. She left that in me and specifically asked me to save it for you."
Oh! OH! It was bound to happen sooner or later that I would taste another guys cum, but I never though it would be this way. Well, I thought, better Stephanie then some big hairy guy. I only wished that I had gotten cum from her spigot rather than her bowl. I tried burrowing deeper to make sure I got every drop. It was so yummy that when her puss was cleaned out I couldn't stop myself from licking the chair.
"Suck my prick, she ordered." Then forced my face back to her bush.
Indeed it looked like a miniature prick. Engorged with an angry red head, I sucked it between my lips and teased the tip lightly with my now dry tongue. It must have felt like sand paper because she whimpered and bucked against my face. I felt her stiffen and then her cum came pouring out like piss out of a boot. Again my face was covered with thick gooey cum. Mister Happy stirred, but he was exhausted and couldn't rise to the occasion. Oh well, the only one he makes happy is me and I'm exhausted too.
My thoughts were interrupted by: "Susan dear, Dawn was only half right, you are not only an excellent cunt licker, but you also promise to be a great cocksucker. Your going to make some lucky guy a wonderful wife. Now honey you better get goin home, the ladies are waiting."
A light fog had descended and muted the clatter of my high heels on the darkened walkway as I hurried to my car. Free at last! There was a chill in the air but the reason my arms were bundled tightly about me was to support my breasts and keep them from bouncing. The weight of the forms tugging on my newly pierced nipples was causing me excruciating pain with every step I took. I made it to the car with no one seeing me. Thank heavens. The drive home was uneventful, the large hoop earrings a constant distraction. Someone had removed the buttons from my jacket and it was gapping open exposing my breasts at the wrong times. Usually at red lights. I'm sure that some people got an eyeful. The only other memorable thing about the drive was the condition of the road. I think the city had installed pot holes while I was in the parlor. Every bounce and jolt went straight through my boobs to my nips. OUCH!! I'd have given a thousand dollars for a bra.
Home at last. After closing the garage door, I exited the car and hurried to the laundry table my heels echoing loudly on the concrete floor. Awaiting me was a black colored wig in a pixie cut, not unlike Gail's. But most important there was a brassiere. Finally some relief. It was white, the cups were circular stitched and looked like it was made in the nineteen fifties. The kind sweater girls wore. I shed my icky boy clothes, tossed them in the trash, wrapped the brassiere around my waist and hooked it. I spun it around, put my arms through the straps and hoisted up my salvation. It was a perfect fit. Next I donned and adjusted the wig. It to was a perfect fit. There was some basic makeup there and I quickly applied it. I felt like a new person, sexy and invigorated. It was so goood to shed my male persona and be wearing all feminine attire, abbreviated as it was. The makeup was also a confidence builder.
"Susan, I can't believe how cute and sexy you look. You could have just stepped out of a fifties pinup calendar." Startled I looked up and there was my beautiful wife standing in the doorway to the kitchen. Dawn was wearing one of my dress white shirts with the sleeves rolled up. Held closed with the last two buttons, it came to mid thigh and with the slip on heels she wore, looked quite fetching. Oh yes, one other thing. Dawn was also wearing a pink collar identical to mine, no doubt Gail's doing. She looked kind of glassy eyed and was probably high on weed or booze.
"WOW! (Gail had arrived) Susan, you are so much prettier in the flesh. Those photos didn't do you justice."
A warm glow enveloped my body, reveling in her praise. For the first time I didn't feel self conscience in front of others. I was brought back to reality when she said:
"Just look at them hooters. They look like bumper guards off a fifty-five Buick."
Placing her arm over Dawns shoulder in a possessive manner, Gail soon had Dawns shirt open and was gently massaging her breast. D let out a soft moan and pressed back against her. "Please, not now daddy. Not with Susan watching." D said with a giggle. "She might get upset."
"She better not get upset. Nor should you. Understand that both of you are my bitches and are to do what ever you are told. If I decide to have Susan rim my asshole, you will accept it. And you Susan, If I order Dawn to go down on me or bend over so I can fuck her up the ass, will accept it." With that said Gail slid the shirt off Dawns shoulders and let it puddle around her feet. Dawn stood proud in her nakedness cupping her large tits in offering to me. Her pudendum looked red and swollen. She had either had her pussie spanked or she been bitch fucked. I suspected the latter when I saw a trickle of fluid oozing down her inner thigh.
Gail wrapped her arms around Dawn and began pinching and pulling both of D's nipples. "You are sooo sweet, Gail said in a sultry voice. I just love you to pieces. You're so soft and compliant. "Daddy wants to fuck you while Susan watches. You can show her how you fuck when you have a mans cock in you. Does that turn you on honey?
By this time Dawn was oblivious to me and was grinding her backside wantonly against Gail's pelvis. My periwinkle had come back from R&R and was reasserting it's self, straining at the elastic prison called a 'girdle.' I felt so in tune with the gals and wanted to be apart of their romp. I was also so horny I'd fuck a snake, if someone would hold it's head.
"Mmmmm Daddy, that sounds so kinky and delicious. But would you fuck me up the ass like you said. I'm goin to straddle Susan's face so she can see you pounding into me with your thick black cock...... Speaking of which, don't ya think it's time to introduce Susan to Mister Cock?"
"Good Idea" Gail replied. "Suzy, get your skinny ass over here. And take off that stupid girdle. I want to check out what you're bringin to the party and show Mister Cock what a wee wee looks like."
I had become inured to this kind of abuse and accepted it stoically. I hurriedly unhooked my garters, rolled the girdle down to my feet and daintily stepped out of it. My wee wee was standing up straight, peeking at me past my foreskin and the light was glinting off my steel ring. I was unabashed standing in front of the girls wearing nothing but high heels, a retro bra and my 'slave collar.' I was proud of my stiffy with it's pierced foreskin and my oversized hoop earrings. Gail and Dawn laughed hysterically, my pickle went limp and I blushed down to my pretty painted toes. So much for being inured.
Gaining some composure Gail stepped from behind Dawn giving me an unobstructed view. Gail was also wearing heels and one of my shirts, sans collar, but her's was unbuttoned and tied beneath her pert conical breasts. Her candy kiss nipples were fully aroused, just waiting to be sucked. She also had a black horse like cock hanging from her loins. It was the biggest strap-on that I'd ever seen. It didn't stand out straight rather it kind of curved so that it's one eye was looking at the floor, suggesting there was some resilience to it. Only (only?) eight inches but extremely thick it looked huge on Gail's tiny frame. I was mesmerized by it. I couldn't imagine Dawn wanting to take this monster in her ass. At first I thought Gail was wearing panties but then realized that I was seeing pubic hair. Lots and lots of pubic hair. It went in an ever widening V from her crotch to her navel. It blew my mind away that Gail wanted D's pussie shaved bald while she sported a fur coat.
"Introduce yourself to Monsieur Cock Suzy, I'm sure you two will get along just fine. Probably become intimate friends." Gail was holding the rubber phallus like a baseball bat when she said this, her fingers barely encompassing its girth."
"Hello Mister Cock. My name is S.....Su..Suzy, I stammered. I'm so happy to make your acquaintance." Gail and Dawn were giggling and I felt extremely foolish talking to a rubber prick.
"Come on sugar, tell Mister Cock how pretty and big he is. In fact we want you to give him a big wet kiss, Gail purred." She pointed at the floor in front of her and began tapping her foot impatiently. I bowed my head in obedience, dropped to my knees and scooted to her feet. I felt my legs being pushed apart and then a hand from behind was softly rubbing my girdle covered package. D was kneeling behind me making me crazy with lust stroking my purse and pickle with her fingers and rubbing her big tits on my back.
"Go ahead girl, give Mister Cock a big juicy kiss." Dawn whispered hotly in my ear.
It hung just inches from my face, its base buried in Gail's bush. Black with large veins down the side, it had a foreskin that almost completely covered the purple head. MISTER Cock looked like he was goin to pulsate cum momentarily. There was lipstick on him the same shade D was wearing and he definitely smelled of pussy. Dawns incessant fondling and the whispering of dirty things in my ear finally drove me over the edge. I cast my inhibitions to the wind and felt absolutely no shame. I wanted to perform like the submissive whore the ladies wanted me to be. I wanted to put my lips on his purple head and jerk him off in my mouth.
Reaching, out somewhat timidly, I gripped the monster and milked back the foreskin. The motion elicited a soft moan from Gail. The strap-on was a double ender. All this time she had the other half of Mister Cock buried in her cunt. I figured she was ready to explode and it was my duty to help her. Stroking faster I soon had Gail humping my hand. As my lips grew closer to that yummy member, Dawn mercifully removed her hand from my groin and gently guided me onward until Gail took over. Hooking her fingers into the rings, she was soon fucking my face with abandon satisfying her own needs at my expense. There was a squishing sound from her cunt whenever she thrust into me, which was becoming jackhammer like as she approached orgasm.
With a final thrust Gail buried the big prick in my now raw throat and began to convulse as a river of girl juice flowed down her legs. I tenderly lapped up the viscous fluid as she slowly recovered.
"WOW! That was one hell of blow job Gail exclaimed. That's the first time I climaxed while fucking someone's mouth. Dawn honey, take a picture of Suzy sucking my cock and get a close up shot of her winkie and body jewelry. I want to send them to cousin Bill to see if it sparks more interest. After that I think we should retire to the boudoir for more fun and games.
TO BE CONTINUED.........???
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