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Slave to My Black Neighbor Part 6 by Brian Masters (This is an original work by me so don't steal it)
The next two weeks were pure hell for me. Master took full advantage of having me at his disposal all day every day. He made me come to his house every morning as soon as Beth left for work and I immediately got dressed in my sissy outfit. Each day I wore a different pair of panties and nightie along with matching stockings. Master had me go to the lingerie store in the local mall with him to purchase my new clothes. He had the women in the store measure me to find my exact fit and the humiliation of standing there while several college age girls giggled and made fun of me was horrible. Master made sure they knew why I was buying these clothes. He made me tell them I was so turned on by his big cock that I couldn't help myself. He stood there with a smile on his face watching me burn in degradation. I was made to buy enough new outfits that I would never repeat one during the two weeks I was home from work and I was made to put on a fashion show for him and the girls in the shop.
The worst part though was learning how to apply makeup. Master paid the girls extra and they took me out into the mall to buy everything I would need to look like a complete whore. Back at their store the girls took their time teaching me how to apply my makeup. I learned how to put on a base that would accentuate my complexion. I was taught to apply eye shadow, eye liner and how to make my eyelashes pop and look longer and sexier. I was shown the proper way to put on lipstick and even how to apply fake fingernails. When they finished with me I looked like a hooker straight off the street. The final touch was to purchase several wigs so that I could change my look based on Master's mood each day.
That all happened on day one. My first day off and I was a professional crossdresser. I was forced to keep my body smooth and hairless so that when I was fully dressed I actually looked like a woman. Even I was shocked at how hot I looked when completely made up. I was embarrassed at how much pride I felt when looking at my new self in the mirror. I was also forced to wear the breast forms Master gave me as well as a padded girdle that gave me feminine hips. It took several beatings with his belt before Master got me to take the handful of pills each morning consisting of female hormones and anti-androgens. The combination of pills would eventually block any testosterone and begin to change my body and mind to be more feminine. Master laughed when he told me I was close enough to being a woman already but the drugs would give me that little extra push.
I was devastated but had to comply for fear of more beatings and of having the many hours of video Master had taken of me during the previous week. He had multiple scenes of me sucking his cock as well as video of the poker party and my time at Daddy's garage. I was caught with no way to escape.
Every day during that two week period I followed that humiliating routine. I went across the street to Master's house, changed into whatever outfit Master had laid out for me, fastened on the false breasts and made up my face to that of a sissy whore. Then I spent the entire day sucking and fucking Master in any way he saw fit. The first time he fucked my pussy was on the same day as our shopping trip. When we returned from the mall I was already made up and it didn't take long to complete my look. As soon as I was fully dressed, Master pushed me to my knees and had me worship his thick black cock for over half an hour while he commented on what a pretty little slut I was. He compared me to my wife, telling me it was going to be fun to have a threesome with his two white whores. I wanted to cry at the thought of Beth learning my secret but I was threatened by Master not to ruin my makeup.
After sucking his cock hard I was forced to stand up and bend at the waist grabbing the couch to support myself. Master said this was the proper position for a sissy whore like me to be fucked. He said only real women deserve to fuck face to face and that sissies always took it from behind from their Masters.
He pulled out the always present plug with a quick outward thrust that took my breath away and before I could even get my wits about me he plunged his cock up into my pussy in one thrust. He was balls deep and fucking away so fast that I swallowed my cry of pain and just held on for dear life. That first fucking from my Master was brutal and meant nothing more than claiming dominance from the Alpha to the beta. He was barely enjoying the hard fuck he was throwing into me as this was all about showing me my place. He fucked me relentlessly for over an hour while I moaned and cried out with each savage thrust. He shouted out when he came, filling my pussy with his strong seed and slapping my sissy ass hard to bring the point home. I was his. He owned me without question.
Master pulled out of my sore pussy and slammed the plug back in place to help me marinate. He roughly pulled me to my knees and fed me his dirty cock to clean. Ass to Mouth should never be a problem for a sissy bitch he told me. I suckled his softening cock and cleaned the horrible fucking from it submissively all the while Master petted my head and called me his good little sissy.
Every day after was some variation on this theme with me serving as a docile sissy slave to this thug of a huge, black man. The nights however where a different story. Master had me tell Beth I had joined a book club that met every other night. I told her I would be gone from 7 to 11 on those nights and had to make a show of leaving around 6:30 each night. I actually just drove around the block and parked my car in an old abandoned lot then walked back to Master's house to hide in his closet.
I would be dressed in one of my sissy outfits with the plug in my ass and ball gag in my mouth. On several occasions Master shoved his worn underwear into my mouth crotch first before securing them in place with the ball gag. He said it was a treat for me to be able to help him with his laundry like this. He said nothing gets a sweaty, piss stained pair of underwear cleaner than a sissy's tongue so I had to kneel there in the dark closet sucking on Master's disgusting underwear while made up like a sissy whore watching the show. And what a show it was. On each of those nights Master brought Beth into his bedroom and fucked her every which way while she screamed out in pleasure.
Every one of those nights Beth begged for his cock. I watched her become more and more submissive to this huge man. She gave herself willingly at first then as little more than a slave to his desires. She obeyed every command to lick his balls, suck his cock, and spread her legs and ass for his cock and all the while verbally deriding me at his suggestion. She belittled my tiny penis as she licked and sucked his manly cock. She told him how much better he was than her little `shrimp dick' husband while he fucked her pussy. He had her tell him how she wished I was there to lick his cock clean after he fucked her asshole. She told him I wasn't really a man at all and that I deserved nothing more than to submit to a better man like him. He put the image in her head of me dressed in lingerie and she laughed heartily at the notion. She said it was exactly what my body was built for, to be a submissive sissy for a real man. She extolled the virtues of black cock over little pink worms and swore that she was blacked for good now. That she would never again allow a little white boy to touch her with his tiny pecker. Not even and especially not her husband.
I cried every time watching through the slats in the closet door as Master took my wife from me piece by piece. It was clear to me that Beth no longer respected me as a man as I watched her worship his cock like it was her new god. My sexy, intelligent, funny wife was nothing more than a willing slave to Master's cock and would say and do anything to enjoy being used by it. There was one particular night when Beth arrived in Master's bedroom wearing her wedding gown and they proceeded to act out their wedding night together with my loving wife swearing fealty to our black neighbor and his impressive cock. He grinned at me the entire time as she begged on her knees in her wedding dress for him to consummate their special night together.
This went on for the entire two weeks until the fateful night Master decided to end the charade. It was a Friday night and I was of course supposedly out at my fake book club when in fact I was made up fully and on my knees in my special place. I wore my most feminine outfit. A pink ruffled baby doll nightie over a pink corset and panties. A pair of pink stockings slid up to my knees and a pair of white six inch stiletto heels that I had learned by now to walk in properly. I wore my breast forms and had in my plug and ball gag with a pair of Beth's cum soaked panties stuffed in my mouth. I had on a long, wavy, platinum blonde wig, false eyelashes, false fingernails painted pink and enough eye makeup to have me looking like the worst kind of whore.
Master and Beth fucked for almost three hours and were now laying together in post sexual bliss. He was once again having her tell him how useless I was as a lover and a man. He wanted me to hear just how disgusted she now was by the thought of fucking me. Not that I needed reminding. Beth's attitude had changed around our house and she was becoming more aggressive every day. She started leaving me lists of chores around the house that were traditionally hers. I was now doing all the laundry, dishes, vacuuming and cleaning. I was now in charge of cleaning the bathrooms too. Master had put those thoughts in her head and she was only too happy to comply. It left her more time to fuck her lover after all. She also verbally humiliated me at every chance calling me a wimp and little sissy to my face. She said I was weak and should get used to obeying her commands since I wasn't even man enough to fuck her properly. I wasn't allowed to even try so she felt more superior each time I lowered my head and whispered, "Yes dear".
On this particular night however, Master had a new plan. In his mind it was time to bring everyone together on the same page. I was tied securely in the closet so could not move at all when I heard Master say, "Beth baby, I have a surprise for you in the closet".
My eyes flew open wide and I tried to make myself disappear into the back of the closet but had no room to move. Beth giggled and said, "What did you get me darling"?
Master said, "Before you look I want you to know I've been working on this for a while and I think if you give it some time you'll see just how much fun it's going to be. So when you open the closet door don't say anything right away, just think about everything we've said here in my bed and realize how true it all was".
With that Beth got out of bed with a nervous smile on her face and made her way naked over to the closet. She paused for a second before swinging the door open quickly revealing me in all my sissy glory trussed up and made up like a two dollar whore.
My wife looked right into my eyes and just stood there. She didn't say anything for a long time. She simply stared at me taking it all in. She looked me over from head to toe a sly smile growing on her face the entire time. She turned back to Master and said finally, "What the fuck is this"?
Master said, "What the fuck do you think it is".
Beth looked back at me and said, "I think it's my sissy hubby looking better than he ever has before. He looks natural in there almost like he was always meant to look this way. How did you do this Jake"?
Master told her how easy it was. He stood up and came over to stand next to my bride and explained while appraising his sissy slut. "She was always weak and a little too feminine to be a real man. She's been sucking my cock and taking it in her tight little pussy for weeks now. Well, not just my cock either".
Beth gasped and subconsciously reached down and began rubbing her pussy while Master talked and she stared at me.
Master told her everything. By the time he finished with the litany of humiliations he'd heaped upon me Beth was two fingers deep in her pussy and moaning like a whore. She was getting off on my humiliation and I knew then I was lost for good.
She said, "So he's gay"?
Master corrected her saying, "Well Beth first off, call her, she. Always address her as she. And no she's not gay, that would mean she liked women. No this little sissy slut is all about the cock. More specifically black cock. She can't get enough of it. She crawls and begs for the opportunity to lick and suck black balls and cock. Hell she even loves getting her face up in there and rimming a hairy black ass".
Beth was moaning louder and said, "Oh my god she does that too"?
"Oh course she does. She's a multi-function sissy bitch right slut"?
I stared in horror at my Master and my wife and judged the threatening look on Master's face to know what to do. So I nodded my head in the affirmative while my wife squealed out in joy at my submission.
Master helped me to my feet and untied my wrists and ankles. I was free to move now and should have run but my knees were shaking so badly I couldn't move. Master undid the gag and pulled it away to reveal the stained panties I'd been sucking on. Beth recognized them as hers and said, "Why is the little sissy sucking my panties"?
Master told her his theory about my mouth cleaning soiled underwear better than any washing machine and Beth clapped her hands and laughed out loud.
Then my loving wife asked her lover a question that changed our marriage forever. "Can I see her suck your cock"?
Master said, "Of course baby" then snapped his fingers and pointed at his slimy cock. With tears in my eyes and nothing at all to say, I slid to my knees and pulled the now clean panties from my lips. I leaned in and took Master's cock in my mouth to the excited cries from my wife. I was beaten. No words would fix this, nothing I could say or do would change my status. Both Beth and Master had made that clear with their words and actions over the past two weeks and Beth's behavior now only sealed the deal. She would not help me get away from this awful man and would in fact help him to debase me further.
As I took Master's cock into my mouth Beth kneeled down to watch closely and giggled like a kid the entire time. She was amazed at my skills and delighted in how deep I could take my Master's cock.
Beth watched mesmerized as Master's cock grew longer and thicker in my mouth. It was stretching my jaw and my throat at this point and she said, "Wow, look at her go! She really is a great cocksucker. Maybe that's what I should call her now, cocksucker".
Master laughed and said, "When she's dressed like a slut we call her Blanca. That's her bitch name but you can call her whatever you want".
"Well I'll decide as the situation warrants. For now her name is Cocksucker. Suck that big, black dick Cocksucker. Show me what a good slut you are!"
I was beyond mortified at Beth's words. My humiliation was now complete. My lovely wife had become my tormentor just like Master and she delighted in watching my face turn red with embarrassment as I slobbered all over Master's cock.
When Master was fully erect and his cock was going down my throat he decided he'd had enough of my sucking and wanted to show Beth my other skills. He ordered me to stand up and bend over placing my hands on the bed. I assumed the position with trepidation knowing what would follow. Master wasted no time in furthering his ownership of me by showing Beth the plug in my pussy.
"Wow" she said, I've never actually seen one of those. How long has she been wearing it"?
"She wears it all the time now. She's had it in full time for two weeks taking it out only to go to the bathroom or get fucked. She's a two hole whore" Master explained.
Beth giggled as Master pulled the thick rubber plug from my pussy and made comments about how wide it was stretched out now. She called it a gaping asshole and Master was quick to correct her.
"That's her pussy. Never forget that a sissy has a pussy just like the women they so want to be like". He told her.
Beth got up close and watched Master's cock disappearing into my sore pussy listening to me moan the entire time. I knew my part all too well and made sounds like I was enjoying the fucking I was receiving. I begged for Master's cock like I'd been taught asking him to fuck me harder. To pound my pussy because I loved it so much when he fucked me roughly. I said all the right things to keep from being beaten even though I knew each word was taking my wife further from me.
Master reached around and began squeezing my tits as he fucked my pussy raw. Beth commented on my fake titties saying it was too bad I didn't have real ones for Master to play with. Master's words chilled me to the bone when he said, "All in due time".
Master fucked me for a good 45 minutes before announcing to Beth that he was cumming in my pussy. He blasted several strong shots of hot thick cum into me before pulling out and replacing my plug. He explained to Beth that a sissy like me needed to be full of a real man's cum at all times. He said sissies were only happy with a belly or pussy full of black man's cum.
He slapped my ass and I said, "Yes Master, this sissy loves feeling hot cum in her pussy. Thank you so much for shooting inside me. I feel so full now".
Beth laughed again and said, "Wow, you really have her trained". To which Master replied, "That's nothing. Watch this".
He snapped his fingers and I dropped to my knees and began cleaning his thick cock with my lips and tongue. Beth giggled again and told him he was so strong and masterful. She said she loved the changes he'd made in me and was so happy to have me look and act the way I was always meant to.
After I'd cleaned Master's cock he wanted to display just how far I'd fallen and told me to stay on my knees and beg for my treat. Beth's laughter was wild and uncontrolled when I looked up at the awful black man and said, "Please sir, may I have a drink? I'm so thirsty and I need a drink of your hot piss. Please sir let this sissy bitch be your toilet. I love serving as a black man's toilet Master. Please feed your sissy"!
As Beth wiped tears of laughter from her eyes I opened my mouth wide and waited patiently for my reward. Master held the head of his cock a few inches from my open mouth and before long a strong stream of piss shot into it. I was too good at this to spill any and with my wife watching I began to gulp down Master's strong piss. I was used to the taste by now and could tell you what time of day it was or how much coffee Master had drunk just by the flavor of his waste. I swallowed and swallowed until the stream weakened then I allowed the final spurt to fill my mouth and waited there, mouth open and full of piss for the command I knew was coming.
"Flush my toilet now bitch" Master said and I swallowed the final mouthful opening my mouth again to show it was empty.
Master told Beth, "It's convenient to have a portable urinal around when you need one". She laughed and told him she loved the changes he'd made in me so much that she couldn't wait to play with his toy sissy.
Master told her he was glad to see how well she'd adapted to the role of dominant `Hot Wife' and would be thrilled to show her how to treat a well-trained sissy.
The two of them stretched out on the bed and ordered me to get them a couple of beers from the kitchen. With the plug in my pussy and those damned heels on I minced across the room toward the door hearing Beth laugh again and comment on my walk. She said I looked like a street whore out on the stroll and they both laughed at my misfortune.
By the time I returned with the beers Master and Beth were making out like lovers and I was afraid to interrupt so I stood quietly by the bed and watched my wife being manhandled by my Master. He groped her tits and ass while their tongues danced around in each other's mouths and I felt the familiar stirring of my tiny penis as I watched their erotic make out session. Beth pulled back from his embrace after a while and noticed me standing there like she'd forgotten all about me. She noticed my little penis starting to rise to its full pathetic length of just over four inches and pointing it out to Master said, "Now what should we do about that little thing? I certainly don't ever want to touch it again".
Master said, "I'm glad you asked" and reached into the bedside table to retrieve a small plastic cage with an all too familiar shape. Beth asked him what it was and to my chagrin he told her it was a cock cage. It was a chastity device to keep sissies from ever getting hard or ever having sex or even cumming without permission. He told her it would control my tiny penis and ensure I wouldn't be able to squirt my sissy cummies without their explicit permission.
Beth clapped her hands in delight and told Master that was perfect as she didn't want me to ever start thinking of myself as a man again. Master showed her how it worked and told her it was her duty to lock me up. He told her it was the wife's responsibility to make sure the cuckold hubby stayed chaste and dependent on her for his release.
Master slapped my little penis several times till it got soft again and then Beth slid the cage over it fastening the locking mechanism around my tiny balls and then sliding the little padlock into place. She made a big showing of clicking the lock shut and laughed at the pained look on my face. She told me she would keep one key and Master would keep the other and if they ever decided I was a good girl and had earned it, then I would be allowed to squirt my sissy cummies. They made it clear I would never fuck anyone ever again and that my orgasms would always be as humiliating for me as possible.
Beth said, "Look how sad it looks in its little cage. What a pathetic little dick".
Master said, "That's not a dick, it's more like a clit. I think that's what we should all call it from now on. Her sissy clitty".
Beth laughed and agreed asking me what she had just done. I was humiliated beyond belief but I said in my best feminine voice, "You locked up my sissy clitty Beth".
Master jumped up and slapped me across the face so hard it brought tears to my eyes and roared, "Never use her name again! That's my woman! You call her Ma'am or Mistress when we're alone and call her Miss Beth in public. You got that bitch"?
"Yes Master" I cried. "I'm sorry Ma'am. You locked up my sissy clitty Mistress". I said to my wife.
With Master's handprint on my face and tears in my eyes I was made to stand there and watch as the two lovers had sex. They were gentle and passionate with each other in their love making. I was certain this change in their behavior was for my benefit to show me my new place in the relationship. I was nothing but a bystander while Master was the new man of the house and my wife's new lover.
They made love like newlyweds for over three hours kissing and touching so lovingly I felt my heart break. My little clitty strained against its prison painfully and I squirmed around uncomfortably the entire time they made love.
When they finally finished they fell back from each other and lay on their backs their arms still around each other lovingly. Master looked at me and said, "You have some cleanup work to do bitch" while pointing at his massive cock. I crawled up onto the bed and began licking and sucking his cock clean tasting the wonderful flavor of my wife's pussy. When I finished Master pushed my head over to Beth's crotch and shoved my face into her pussy. "Now clean my woman" he said.
Beth smiled down at me with a wicked sneer as I began to lick up Master's cum from around her pussy. I cleaned all around her beautiful nest careful to suck the cum from her pussy hairs. I licked dutifully till the outside of her pussy was clean then began scooping Master's copious load from within the beautiful opening. I was careful to be gentle as I was told Beth was sensitive now. She said she'd never felt that way before and that Master's cock was so big it made her feel like she'd been fucked raw. I cleaned her out thoroughly and began to sit up when Beth said, "You're not finished. Some of that cum leaked into my ass crack". With that said she rolled over presenting me with her perfect ass. I wedged my face between her cheeks and began lapping up Master's cum cleaning her crack and hole till it sparkled. Beth was thrilled with my anal rimming and announced it would be one of my regular chores now.
I was made to kneel on the floor while Master and Beth began to discuss their new lives together. Master asked Beth if one of them should move into the other's home and keep me as their servant. I cried as I listened to them decide the new living arrangements. Since our house was bigger it was decided Master would be moving in with us. Master and Beth would of course have the master bedroom while they planned to make up the spare room for me. They said they would have fun designing my sissy bedroom.
As if this news wasn't horrible enough when Beth asked what would happen to Master's house he told her he had a friend who was looking to buy a home and he'd be happy to sell to him. Beth asked if that would be weird having one of his friends living next door to him while he was living with and fucking the married couple living with him.
Master said, "Oh no, my friend is cool. He knows all about Blanca here. You've actually met him in fact. His name is Art and he gave you a ride after fixing your car".
I made a girly little peep but quickly got myself under control out of fear before hearing them continue.
Master said, "Art just loves playing with Blanca. He says he'd love to have her as his girlfriend. He'd love a sissy girl like Blanca to fuck regularly and share with his friends".
Beth loved the idea and couldn't wait to get started. They began making out again after the thought of their new lives made them hot for each other.
For me, I just knelt there listening to them gear up for another fuck session, hot tears rolling down my cheeks as I imagined what my life was to become. Art's girlfriend? Oh god no! There had to be a way to fix this. There just had to be. I cried for the next several hours as I watched my wife and her lover fuck themselves to sleep. They slept contentedly all night in each other's arms while I knelt there too afraid to move and contemplated my future.
Hope you liked it! More to come if there is still interest! I love hearing from you so feel free to drop me a line.
Peace, Love, and Good Scotch Brian