Becoming an Obedient Submissive

Characters
(All characters are 18 or older and entirely fictional-)

• S-23
• Marcos-24
• Kai-23,
• (More characters added later)

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Chapter 2

An Unexpected Surprise

The next morning I woke up and my heart was already racing. I was also rock hard and horny as hell. I had slept in just some boxer briefs and a crop top and briefs that were soaked with precum as my cock stretch against the fabric. I slid my hand into my pants to touch myself before recoiling. I hadn’t asked if I was allowed to touch myself. Marcos was now my master, I think? It kind of dawned on me that we had never really done any of the things I had heard about in the books I read or from videos I had watched about people who did these kinds of things. We hadn’t talked about kinks, hell we hadn’t even discussed a safe word or actually agreed to be in this kind of relationship (is that even the right word?)

I slid my hand into my underwear and just debated what I should do. He couldn’t possibly know. I hesitated though, he’d know. Somehow he’d see it on my face and he would punish me. He already has some in store because I swallowed without permission. Touching myself without permission would have to be a bigger punishment. My thoughts wandered on to what my punishments might be and I felt myself grow harder. The idea of him spanking me or calling me names or making me do things for him like service him in front of his friends all got me hard. I would hardly hate those punishments. I gave myself a stroke before stopping. I should wait. I don’t want to disappoint him.

I got up and tried to distract myself from my rock-hard dick that refused to subside or calm down. Even when I took a shower where I scrubbed my entire body and shaved every nook and cranny I could get to, it still stood at attention, like it knew what was coming in just a couple hours.

After my shower I got a text, it was Marcos. I felt my dick jump when I saw his name.

“Be here on time, I’d hate to have to punish my baby for being a bad boy and being late.” Then came his address.

Fuck. That’s across the city. I still have to get ready and that will take me so long to get there. I quickly got dressed. I first slipped on a jock strap that I knew would at least force my dick down so I could hide it better under my clothing. It was uncomfortable but at least people wouldn’t see that I was rock-hard as easily. I just hoped it did slip out the side, would hate to have to readjust myself in public. I then slipped on a tight black shirt that hugged my form and a long-sleeved cropped sweatshirt. The cropped sweatshirt revealed a little bit of my waist, like a little preview while getting to hide the rest of my form for later. While I was rummaging through my closet I found something I hadn’t worn in a long time. A black choked that was attached to a chain necklace I liked to wear. I believe it was meant to kind of look like a collar. I blushed at the idea of Marcos pulling on it and slipped it around my neck. It was slightly hidden by my sweatshirt so, unless you looked really closely, only I knew what it was.

Now for my bottom half. My dick was still straining against a jock strap. I turned a little to see how I looked from the back in my mirror. The straps curved along my ass and the black fabric contrasted with my lighter skin tone beautifully. I decided to add another little surprise and slid on some black fishnets that went up to the top of my thighs. I then put some long stockings on top of them that went to the middle of my thigh. I then slid on my skirt. It perfectly hid the fishnets so you’d only see them if you lifted my skirt. The skirt was also black but, unlike everything I wore, had splotches of cum on it that had dried and as per Marcos’ orders I could not clean it. Even the most oblivious person in the world would be able to tell what it was.

I blushed at the thought of only wearing this outfit out and about. I remembered Marcos’ other order, “dress like a slut under your clothes.”

I hope he thinks this is slutty enough, I thought. Then an idea popped into my head. I rifled through a drawer until I found it. I felt my sick twitch as soon as I held it in my hand. It was a toy I bought online while super horny fucking myself with a dildo. I wanted something I could wear out and about. It was a cock ring-butt plug combo. On one end was a rubber ring that then connected to a piece of rubber that went all the way around to a smooth round plug that felt so good. It always grazed my g spot when I wore it and rode on the bus with it in me. It can be a dangerous toy but I want to make Marcos think I’m a true slut that’s his for the taking. I pulled down my skirt and underwear and poured some lube on the toy. I carefully slipped it around my cock before gently and carefully slipping it into my hole. I gasped a little at the feeling before slipping my underwear and skirt back up. Every time I stepped it shifted inside and my dick strained even harder. If I just wore the skirt, you’d easily see a noticeable bulge pushing the fabric up.

Now was time for the final piece. I had to hide my obscene lower half and settled on a pair of loose baggy sweats. Loose enough to hide my skirt but not too loose you’d see my erection. Or so I’d hoped. My rather stubborn dick was still too noticeable so I decided it was time to tuck it into the waistband of my underwear and skirt to keep it from misbehaving.

I looked at myself once more in the mirror and blushed. I could only imagine what the rest of my day would entail. I peeked at my phone and panicked. I was behind. I was very very behind. I slipped on some boots. I grabbed my bag, I grabbed my keys, and my phone, and practically sprinted out the door. I had to slow my pace down though because every step sent a wave of pleasure up my spine from the toy rubbing along my insides. I held my bag in front of me in case my dick slipped from the waistband and decided to make an appearance. I got lucky and was able to catch the bus I needed to Marcos’ place. The whole bus ride was a strange mix of pleasure as every bus sent tingles throughout my body and anxiety and excitement as I thought more and more about what I was about to do. All of my sexual fantasies were about to play out. I was about to get used like the whore I was. I bit my lip to hide a moan as that thought crossed my mind at the exact same time we hit a pothole and I felt the tip of the plug graze against my prostate. Thank god this was an almost empty bus and I was hiding in the back.

When the bus finally got to my stop I jumped off and quickly started hurrying to the address. I saw on my phone that I was definitely gonna be late. Despite my best efforts, I could not run without feeling like I was going to cum in my underwear so I just kind of admitted defeat and walked as fast as I could. I finally made it to the address I was given and gasped. It was a huge three-story home.

Is this really his?! I thought. I approached the front door and realized it used to be a mansion but had been turned into an apartment complex of sorts. There was a box next to the front door that listed apartment numbers and names and I saw Marcos’ name next to apartment 307. I clicked the button and within a few seconds the door buzzed and I entered. It was eerily quiet but then against it was 12:15 on a Friday, many people were either out with friends or at work if I had to guess. The bottom floor appeared to mainly be open spaces, the kitchen and the living room with I think a few apartments in the back around the corner. I found the stairs and started climbing. I had to bite my lip because of the toy pressing against me. I was beginning to regret wearing it. The second floor was almost entirely apartments except for a living room of sorts in the middle connected to the various hallways that led to bedrooms. I climbed the final flight of stairs and came to a floor very similar to the second but with glass doors and a balcony connected to a living room.

By the time I had gotten to this floor I had realized a few things. The house was extremely old but well-kept. The stairs creaked in the way old houses do. The wood floor had been worn down in places. The walls had lamps that were ancient but that had been renovated to be electric. I did notice however that it seemed cozy and lived in. While I didn’t hear anyone doors had decorations and there were plants next to windows and paintings and pictures on the walls and bookshelves crammed with all sorts of different stuff. It seemed like a fun place to live. I’d love to see it when more people are here, it seems like it would be a fun place to have friends over and hang out.

I looked around at the different room numbers and saw the hallway that must be the way to 307. I slowly walked, towards the door. I knew what was behind it. I was ready for it. As I got to it and prepared to knock, my heart skipped a beat, I almost forgot another order. I was already late, if I missed another he’d be so mad. I quickly removed my sweats and sweatshirt. I rolled up the bottom of my tight-fitting shirt a little bit and turned it into a rather convincing crop top. I quickly shoved those articles of clothing in my bag and blushed red as I got down on my knees and knocked my shaking fist against the wood of room 307.

I sat there and waited for what I was certain was only 30 seconds but felt like an eternity before the door creaked open. I could feel my entire skin blushing red as I looked up at the face of Marcos. He was grinning and looked like he was prepared to devour me. There was a light in his eyes that I could only read as pure lust. He was wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt that hugged every curve of his frame beautifully and baggy sweats that had a button in the front holding the flap closed. I only noticed the button because it was right at eye level and one of my favorite porn videos had a guy pull his dick out through the flap while he face fucked his sub in a stairwell.

“Well, it looks like my boy was late. How disappointing.” He looked me up and down as I hung my head and tried not to look him in the eye.

“I’m sorry…. I really tried but the bus-“ I was cut off by his hand grabbed the chain on my choker.

“I’m sorry, what? I think you forgot a word in there.”

“I’m sorry, sir.” He let go of the chain and I felt my dick twinge. Everything he did made me hornier and more desperate for him.

“That’s what I thought.” He grabbed the chain again and pulled me to my feet. He still hadn’t let me in and I was extremely aware of how I looked and how exposed I was, even in a hallway. I had noticed two other apartments attached to this hallway, at any minute someone could see me..

“Sir can I come inside.”

“I don’t know, I haven’t decided. Someone dressed as slutty and as obviously desperate for a fucking like you are right now should be on display for everyone to see. I want to take you to that couch over there and fuck you for hours so every one of my neighbors sees you and wants a piece.” I blushed and felt my dick twinge again. Thank god it was still tucked to the side and staying down.

“How about you give me a little spin and I’ll think about letting you in.” I blushed and spun around for him.

“No no no. Faster than that.” I gave him a little spin and felt my skirt fly up this time. I turned back to look at him and his eyes looked even hungrier than before. He reached his hands up and interlaced his fingers with the fishnet I was wearing.

“I don’t remember telling you to wear fishnets?” I gulped.

“I’m sorry da- sir-.” He pulled on the fishnets and cut me off.

“Say it. You know what I am so say it.”

“I’m sorry daddy. I thought you’d like them.” He moved one hand to grip my ass and the other continued to pull on the fishnets.

“Oh I do baby, they make you like such a good slut ready for my cock. This choker makes you look like the perfect thing to hold onto as I fuck your throat. I just want to make sure you remember one thing.” He grabbed my hair and pulled me back down to my knees. As I fell I felt my cock slip out the slide of my jockstrap and spring up to full attention.

“You do as I say, you got that. You are my bitch and you do exactly as I tell you. If we’re on a hike and I tell you on your knees, you listen. If I say I want you to cum all over your own face and leave it there until I get home, you do it.” I felt my entire body flush read when he said both of those scenarios. I was so entranced I forgot to respond and I felt a tug on my hair.

“Got it?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what.” Another tug. Fuck I had forgotten again.

“Yes sir.”

“Good boy. Now get up.” He grabbed my choker by the chain and let me into his apartment. It was just a studio apartment with a large bed, a small table, and a couch that looked so soft and comfy. His room was decorated with all sorts of artwork, some unsurprisingly homoerotic. He had bookshelves filled with books, some names I recognized. It wasn’t a gigantic room but he had set it up to make it feel larger and more spacious. I guessed from this room that there were probably shared showers and bathrooms and the kitchen downstairs was probably used by everyone. I wasn’t able to take much more in before he pushed me up against the wall.

“Don’t move.” I felt his hands slip under my skirt and grab onto my jock strap. One slipped around the front and felt my dick.

“What a useless piece of underwear to wear for such a massive cock.” He rubbed up and down once before his fingertips grazed against the rubber ring around the base. They stopped moving before gently following the rubber ring all the way around, then along the base which threaded down, and then around to the plug that had stretched my hole for an hour.

“Oh, you dirty little slut. Three things I didn’t tell you to wear. You really heard me say dress like a slut and ran with it.” His hands moved and he left the plug where it was. He grabbed onto the jock and tore it off my body. I was surprised at how strong he was and frowned a little at the destruction of one of my favorite pieces of underwear.

“You are gonna be lucky if I ever let you wear underwear again. Good boys get underwear. Sluts that control themselves like you don’t.” He then pulled my hands behind my back and used my destroyed jock to tie my hands together. I gasped a little, not expecting it.

“Don’t worry baby, just having to set up your punishment. Now be a good boy and get on your knees facing the couch and I will be right back.” I was a little surprised that he was leaving but followed his orders to the letter. He was only gone a few minutes and I was in his apartment but I felt so exposed and vulnerable. No underwear, in a skirt and a crop top, my dick hard and ready, my hands tied behind my back. I was basically begging for someone to come and bend me over this couch and fill me with their cum.

When the door opened again I felt my whole body stand up straighter waiting for him to come closer to me. A hand slid around the back of my neck and turned me to him. Marcos stood over me and was smiling. He gave me a little kiss before speaking.

“You have been a bad boy today and you are going to be punished. However, I am going to need some help with your punishment so I brought a friend.” He turned my head to face someone on the other side of me. “This is my best friend, Kai. He lives downstairs and has agreed to help me with your punishment. Why don’t you say hi to Kai.”

“Do I have to, sir?”vously. He was a rather gorgeous man. He was Asian American, tall, with gorgeous brown eyes and well-kept medium-length black hair. Marcos was still the most beautiful man for me in the room but Kai wasn’t too bad either. He was gone and muscular, probably more than Marcos, and was dressed in a tight-fitting t-shirt and sweats that were loose on his frame.

“Why don’t you tell Kai why you are in trouble.”

“Do I have to, sir.”

“Yes you do, that is an order.”

“Well Kai-“

“For now you will be calling Kai sir and myself Daddy. You got that?”

“Yes, Daddy.” I nodded and turned back to Kai. “Sorry sir. I was late and I wore three things that Daddy didn’t tell me to wear.”

“Well that’s not good, I see why he’s punishing you. Always follow orders exactly as you are told.” He patted my back before moving to sit on the couch. Not in front of me but off to the side. I saw him pull a book off the shelf and pick up a stack of papers and a pen. I was so distracted by that I hadn’t noticed sit down on the couch right in front of me. I had somehow also not seen him poke his dick out through the hole in the front of his sweats.

My mouth watered as soon as I saw his cock. I wanted it in my mouth. As soon as the thought passed through my mind I blushed and looked at Kai. He was grinning and also had pulled his cock out. Once again, his cock, like him, was gorgeous. It was hard and rested against his stomach while his hands organized the papers in his hands. I felt Marcos' hands grab my hair and turn me back to him. He moved close to whisper in my ear.

“Before we get started I want to remind you of one thing. You may do things with other people while you are with me. You are my sub and if I tell you to please someone else you will. However, at the end of the day, remember who you belong to. Now say it.” I gulped and practically moaned out my words.

“You Daddy.”

“Good boy.” He patted me on my cheek and released my hair. My eyes fell back on the cock that was only inches from my face.

“Now let’s discuss your punishment. There are some parts to it. For one, you need to get over your embarrassment about all of this. You are a slut who needs to learn that embarrassment is a thing of the past. You will be humiliated but you will like it. Every man in the building is going to see you with your lips around my cock and moaning my name and you need to stop being embarrassed to do what you are told. More importantly, you need to accept who you are which is my filthy little submissive whore. You are meant for this and there is nothing to be embarrassed about. You should be proud, it should excite you.” He grabbed his dick and smacked my face on one cheek with it.

“But it’s so embarrassing for people to hear me say things or do things like this.” I could feel Kai’s eyes on me.

“Why? Do you think they are judging you?”

“Yes, Daddy. They are seeing me do things that no one should see.”

“They aren’t judging you. They are admiring you. They either want to be you or they want to feel your mouth doing what it’s doing. And they most definitely should see it, baby. They should see you doing your job like no one else can. Like a master craftsman at work.” I blushed at the idea of people admiring me doing this stuff. Marcos tapped my other cheek with his dick and slowly slid it across my face leaving a trail of precum. “Let’s ask Kai. Are you watching because you are judging him?”

“Not at all. I’m taking him in, thinking about what I could do to him.” I blushed at Kai and he winked as he slowly stroked his cock. A droplet of precum fell down the side and onto his finger. He licked it off and winked at me again.

“See baby. Kai here isn’t judging you. He’s admiring you. He wants you. And I promise you that anyone who sees you pleasing me is thinking the same thing.” I blushed.

“Thank you, Daddy, thank you, sir,” I said without looking either of them in the eye. I could feel a small smile on my face.

“Of course baby. Now let me tell you more about your punishment for a bad boy.” He slapped my face again with his cock. “A relationship like we are about to form needs rules and parameters and we have lots to discuss that we should have already figured out before I had you on your knees with your mouth ready to be my cock holster. So while you are slowly sucking me off for the next hour, Kai is going to help us with some of those logistics. Before I use your mouth and wreck it, I have two questions.”

“Yes, Daddy?”

“1- do you want to be in a Dom sub relationship with me and be my submissive who will listen to and obey my commands and orders.”

“Yes Daddy, but I have some boundaries”

“I am sure you do and we are going to talk about those be patient.” He kissed my cheek. “2- what safeword do you want to use and what motion do you want to use to signal you want to stop if you can’t speak.”

“I don’t want a safeword, I like the idea of something where I don’t have to speak. Is that ok Daddy?” The idea of having to say something or yell something out stressed me out too much but a Nonverbal motion was easier to wrestle with.

“Yes of course baby. Any ideas.” I thought for a second and raised my hands with the last two fingers up. Like a reverse Hunger Games salute.

“Excellent idea baby. With those two things answered it’s time for you to use that mouth of yours.” I crawled forward on my knees and took the tip of his cock into my mouth. My tongue danced around the tip. I felt his whole body tense up as I went farther and farther down until I felt the tip entering my throat.

“ oh fuck baby, I knew you were made for this. You probably spent a whole month training on a toy didn’t you.” His hand grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down farther and the other undid the chain necklace that was attached to my choker. I peeked my eyes up and realized he was holding onto the end of the necklace and basically turned it into a leash. I truly was his bitch now.

“God Marcos you always find the good subs out there. Look at how his back is arched as he takes you into his throat.” I glanced over and saw him jerking and staring intently as I tried to breathe around the cock in my mouth. I gave him a little wink and he smiled at me.

“Your sub is getting confident. I think this is working. He’ll be ready to suck you off at our next house dinner while everyone’s eating. Such a good little slut.” Every time one of them called me one of those names I felt my whole body get hit by a wave of pleasure. I loved it.

“He’d look so good just on his knees sucking me off while we all played a video game or watched a movie. All of the boys would want a piece of him. Some want to be in his place no doubt. I remember when you let me Dominate you that one time after a breakup.”

“Oh, fuck don’t remind me. Every once in a while I remember that night, and the others, and then have a hard time believing I like to top most of the time.”

“The way you were moaning you’d think you were a submissive little cock whore. Also, bullshit you like to top most of the time, I have heard you fucking yourself with toys and moaning like a slut every day. You are a bottom in denial.” I felt a third hand move over to me and I looked to see Kai close to me to whisper in my ear.

“You chose a good daddy, he’s so good he makes tops become verses and bottoms. I speak from experience. Maybe I’ll have to show you one day how I look when I let him take charge.” I coughed a little as he pushed me farther down on Marcos’ dick. It was so girthy. It was like 7 inches but somehow its width was more impressive and made my already large mouth feel like it was stretching to accommodate.

“Don’t overwhelm the poor boy, he’s just getting started.” Kai wiped his hand on my face, the one that was stroking his cock apparently because I felt precum smear across my cheek. He then chuckled and moved back to his spot.

“Oh fuck, ok, I think we can get started.” My ears perked in confusion and I turned my eyes to Marcos as he spoke. I continued to bob up and down on his cock with the guidance of his hand and the leash and turned my eyes to Kai waiting for his response.

“I bet we should. Ok here’s what we’re gonna do. While your mouth is occupied doing its job, I’m gonna ask some questions. These are all about kinks and sexual interests. Any healthy Dom-sub relationship needs to discuss this. I’m here to ask you about yours. You obviously can’t respond with your mouth, we wouldn’t want it to be doing something other than keeping his cock warm. So what you are gonna do is tap his right arm once twice for out of the question, once for not really, both for neutral, once on the left for maybe, twice for holy shit yes do that to me now. Got it?”

I nodded it and I felt the hand on my hair pull me up off of the cock if was so enjoying having down my throat.

“Did you not just hear him cumslut. You tap with your fingers to answer. Now apologize to Kai for not listening.”

“I’m sorry sir.”

“That’s alright, just know I don’t like a cockwhore who can’t listen.” He gave me a playful little wink and I felt the hand on my leash pull me back down to do my job.

“Now, let’s try this again. Do you understand?” I tapped my master's left arm twice.

“He understands.” Said Marcos’s. Kai then started down the list. I didn’t think this was going to be an erotic activity but something about being asked about what I liked to do while I was on my knees, with arms tied behind my back, in a skirt, with a toy up my ass, and my mouth full of cock, made it erotic. Like people are doing something normal around you and pretending you aren’t doing something obscene like you were ordered to.

The list was mostly stuff I expected. Some stuff were hard “no’s” but nothing that either of them seemed upset about. I’m almost ashamed to admit that probably 2/3rds of the list was made up of maybes and enthusiastic yeses (more of the latter too). I enthusiastically said yes to group sex and gangbangs, bukkake, cumplay, degradation, humiliation, praise, forced nudity, being ordered around, exhibitionism and voyeurism, public sex, toy play, and being tied up. I also have an enthusiastic yes to someone playing with me or fucking me while I was asleep. I know it’s taboo but I loved the idea of waking up to someone fucking me or using me. Marcos and Kai both made little comments that were both praise and humiliation in between some of these. Marcos kept saying things like “Oh, I’m gonna have you doing that believe me.”

I said no on a lot of stuff that asked if I wanted to be in charge of course and some stuff that generally grossed me out (no judgment just not for me.) I said a Soft yes/maybe on things like food play and pet play and some other stuff I didn’t care for but would try at least once. The only thing that seemed to surprise them was my neutral answer on anal. I just have always preferred blowjobs and using my mouth. I haven’t don’t much with my ass, even if I have been praised for having a beautiful ass, I just never felt confident in what I was doing. Blow jobs though, I was a champion.

Marcos seemed confused a little but then I think his Dom facade faded for a second and he gently put his hand on the side of my face (as I continued to blow him) and said we’d talk about that more later. Kai wrapped up the list and then set it to the side.

“And that’s all of them. I think this will give us a clear idea of what you like to do and what we can do with you in the future. I say we, of course, if you like the idea of me perhaps also being involved in the fun that you do.” I blushed really hard as I was forced all the way down on the cock in my mouth by Marcos as the question came out of Kai’s mouth. I gasped a little around the cock and was unsure if the question was for me.

“Why yes of course, but only if my baby agrees and only if I get to Dominate you sometimes. What do you think baby? Should we invite this submissive bottom pretending to be a top to have fun with us?” I looked up at both of them. I had no doubt I looked obscene as I did. My mouth gaped around a cock, my eyes red and watery from it going so far down my throat. My eyes were probably also wide with shock and amazement from what was just asked of me. I couldn’t believe another person was interested in doing stuff with me. They of course weren’t going to be my master, but another cock to suck is never something to say no to. I enthusiastically tapped yes over and over on Marcos' arm.

“Looks like he really is a slut. The idea of another man doing obscene things to him makes him rut against the couch.” I blushes, I didn’t even realize I was moving my cock against the couch while I was blowing him and answering yes. At this point how much could I look like a desperate cockwhore.

“Or maybe he just wants to see you fucking me. He did say he was a voyeur.” The two of them leaned over and kissed each other. Kai continued the stroke himself as Marcos continued to hold my head and fuck my face. I felt really warm inside at that moment. This felt really right. I really liked the idea of one person being in charge of me. However, I also liked the idea of other people being around he could tell me to please or even let them be in charge of me for a little bit. As long as I wasn’t having to make decisions and just had to do what they said and make them feel good.

After a few more minutes of those two making out while I served Marcos, I heard Marcos gasp out. “Oh fuck I’m close, baby.” He pulled me off and I grumbled a little without a cock in my mouth.

“I know baby, just need a second. How about you make Kai feel good.” I grinned at that and immediately took all of Kai’s cock into my mouth. It wasn’t as thick as Marcos’ but was a little longer and went a little bit farther into my throat.

“Oh fuck his mouth is like magic and he can take me all the way into his throat.” I felt Kai’s hand go to my throat and felt him press right where his cock was. “Fuck you can even see it.” I saw Marcos out of the corner of my eye shift his position to watch my throat as Kai fucked it.

“Fuck baby, you are so beautiful. It’s you were made for sex and taking our cocks. We’re gonna have so much fun with you.” I felt so warm at the praise. Why did I like both praise and degrading words so much? Why did they both make me feel good?

“Oh fuck now I need to cum.” Kai pulled me off and I pouted a little with my mouth empty. They both noticed and stood up. These two gorgeous men were now above me. Marcos grabbed my leash and pulled me to sit up on my knees. I was now at eye level with both of their cocks as they began stroking.

“You ready to be covered in both of our cum baby? I told you that skirt was for someone who was going to get soaked in cum.” I moaned and nodded desperately in approval.

“Open your mouth then like a good boy.” Said Kai smacking my cheek with his dick.

“And stick that tongue out like you are hungry for it.” Said Marcos slapping my other cheek.

They both panted and moaned and mixed in words of praise and degradation into their sentences as they got closer and closer. Eventually, I knew the time was near. I sat up a little bit straighter and I felt the first splash hit my right eye and I had to close it. Then another and another and another. Soon my whole face was covered in warm thick liquid. It took at least thirty seconds before they were both done. My tongue, my face, my hair, my neck, my chest, and even my clothes were all covered in at least a little bit of cum. I couldn’t see any of it (both eyes were sealed shut) but I could feel it. I was about to close my mouth when I heard a voice whisper in my ear.

“Not yet, you have more load that needs to be added.” I felt a hand undo my bounds and push me onto my back.

“Cum for us baby, cum all over your face.” I didn’t hesitate. I was so hard and so ready to cum. I stroked furiously for a few seconds using my own slick precum. I burst so quickly and angled my dick and face so that the cum splattered all over it. I gasped and moaned as more cum covered me. My own this time, someone who made it more obscene and filthy (and made me feel even better.)

“Oh fuck baby, you are gorgeous. You may swallow but don’t you dare clean that face.” I heard Marcus grab something from the side table and I heard the familiar click of a camera.

“I am going to take so many pictures of you when you look like this. This is so everyone can see what a good cumslut and cockwhore looks like.” I moaned a little at the idea of hundreds of photos of me like I am right now just being viewed by others.

“I think he likes that idea.” Said Kai. “I wonder if he’d like to meet some of our other friends in the building. I bet they’d love to meet him right now.”

“What?!” I said, a little shocked.

“We’d uncover your eyes at least. But not the rest. It would be like messing up a gorgeous painting.” I then felt Marcos press his lips to mine. I gasped a little. This was our first kiss. I knew it was him cause I recognized his smell. Vanilla. I recognized it the first day I met him.

“How does that sound baby.” This time it was Kai speaking and then I felt a new pair of lips kiss me. Fuck I loved this. Their bodies were on either side of me holding me tight.

“I'm, um nervous about that sir.”

“Remember what we told you. They aren’t judging you, they want to be you or do that to you.” Said Marcos placing kisses on my neck.

“I know Daddy, just nervous is all. That’s a big thing to do. Dressed like this, covered in cum, a toy in me.”

“Oh fuck, what?!” I felt Kai’s hand hand lift my skirt in the back. “Oh that’s so hot he’s got one of those, I’ve always wanted one… for um… someone else to use while we are together.”

“It’s alright baby. Let’s just sit here and rest for a bit before we do anything. I need five before my legs work again anyway.” They both pulled me up on the couch next to them and I laid in between them enjoying their warm bodies keeping me safe in between them. This was certainly not exactly what I expected today to be like. Some of it, definitely, but Kai was a pleasant surprise and a welcome new addition to the journey I was on. I couldn’t wait to do more.