Swinging for the fences

Wear something trashy? What did he mean by that? I didn’t have much, I’d only been here a little over 6 weeks, before that was basic. I hadn’t had a chance to go shopping for some new clothes, other than what I had picked up on base. And I knew I was going home at Christmas to see my family; I’d get my stuff then.

I did the best I could. Some nearly worn-out Levi’s, a matching jacket, some concert t-shirt, and a pair of sneakers. And just standard tidie-whities, and sock with worn out elastic. Tossing toiletries in a bag, I was signed out in no time and headed to meet Steve for the day, and hopefully the night.

Arriving at the hotel I took the same precautions as before to ensure I wasn’t seen. Finally in the room, he put his arms around me, pulling me close and holding me there for a few moments until he stepped back, looked me up and down frowning, “that’s not really trashy, unless you’re talking trailer trashy.”

Standing there embarrassed looking at the floor I replied, “I’m sorry, it’s all I had,” and trying to explain my lack of options.

 “Okay but let’s go do something about it. We are going out tonight to meet some other people at a private party, and I want you to look great.”

“I don’t have much money, most of it is in the bank, and I don’t have any credit cards.”

“I’ll take care of the money, but we will find you something that looks good, and you are comfortable in, and thankfully you are early so we have plenty of time.

“I’m early because I couldn’t wait to see you again. It’s so hard keeping my hands off you during the week and acting like we are just simple classmates.” I respond.

“I know, I wanted to grab you every time I saw you at school.

Dropping to my knees in front of him and freeing his growing erection I slurped his cock into my mouth, working the length of it with my hand while bobbing my head up and down, slightly twisting one way or the other with each thrust. Rolling my tongue around the expanding crown of his head, probing the crease between it and his foreskin I could taste the sweat and dried urine while inhaling his manly musk deep into my nostrils. God, I love the scent of him.

Working my tongue flat against the frenulum on the underside of his head, pulling back and wiggling the tip into his piss slit I could taste his sweet, salty precum.

Undoing his belt and pants I tugged them and his boxers to his knees, bringing my left hand up the inside of his thighs and sliding it up the crease of his ass I pulled him towards me, forcing his cock further down my throat, moaning in pleasure as I did.

Grabbing my head and holding me in one position so my head couldn’t move he started thrusting his hips towards me, inching deeper and deeper into my throat. I felt his cock swelling as his hips thrust deeper and deeper. I clinched the thumb of my left hand in under my fingers making a fist. I had read somewhere that this would stop my gag reflex. Although he was now deeper in my throat than I had ever anyone go, I had tears forming in my eyes, streaming down my cheeks, and copious amounts of slobber running down my other arm I didn’t gag.

Releasing my grip on his shaft I let him force feed me his cock deeper and deeper. I felt it getting hotter, harder, thicker. I wanted to taste his cum, I needed his seed in my mouth, I needed him to show his dominance over me. By making me swallow his semen. His cock began to spasm, I pulled my head free, grabbing the shaft again, squeezing it hard. Now just the head was in my mouth. His cock pulsated, shooting wad after sticky wad of spunk on my mouth, bathing my tastebuds in his sweet, salty, slightly bitter sperm.

Pulling his slowly deflating pud from my lips I wiped the few dribbles that ran down my chin with the back of my hand, licking it clean as I knelt there looking up at him. He bent down, grasping the waist of his boxers and pants, pulling them back into place and securing them once again with his belt, before motioning for me to stand.

Wrapping his arms around me again, pulling me close he kissed me gently, no open mouths, no probing tongues, just a simple gentle kiss on the lips. Pulling me closer, pressing my head to his shoulder, holding me there for a moment.

In that moment time stood still. It was just him and I in the world, nobody else. My hand slid up around his neck, I pulled back, looked him in the eyes for a moment and kissed him again. It felt so good to be in his arms, I felt safe, shielded. I didn’t feel dirty or ashamed. Pulling back, looking at him again we both opened our mouths to speak, then paused a second seeing the other had something to say. Then again, we spoke at the same time. I heard him say “I love you, ____.” Just as the words “I love you, Steve.” Came out of my mouth.

We stood there embracing each other, both of us kind of in shock at the words we had just spoken. “No, Steve, I love you, I have never felt this way about a man before, I feel safe when I’m with you. I don’t feel dirty or used. I don’t feel ashamed or scared. I love being with you, I love pleasing you, and …”

Stopping me “Shhh, I know. At first, I just wanted to have sex with you, but as we have gotten to know each other I find you are constantly on my mind. I hate seeing you and not being able to touch you, talking to you and not being able to kiss you. You are all I ever think about.”

“Steve, I would do anything with you, anything for you. You never make me, feel dirty or ashamed. I trust you and want to please you.”

“I would never want you to feel that way, but I do want you to experience life, and enjoy the things you have been curious about, to explore, to have fun.”

“Steve, if it pleases you, then it pleases me. I love you, and I want you make you happy.”

“I love you too. Now let’s get moving, we need to find you something more appropriate, then we need to come back here so we can finish getting ready.”

Carefully slipping out of the room we climb into his truck and head off to a neighboring town to the mall. When we get there, he places a wad of cash in my hand, telling me to go get something I am comfortable in, but trendy and modern, then to meet him back here at 5. Looking at my watch I realize just how eager I had been to see him, its only 2:15, I wasn’t supposed to be at the hotel until 3.

Walking into the main part of the mall through one of the major chains stores I find myself looking at all the different styles, colors, and cuts that are in the windows. Some stores I walk into I don’t really see anything that strikes me, others I see one thing, but nothing to match it.

Walking into one I overhear this clerk say “wow, too much denim.” I turn seeing a cute looking brunette with hair that makes her almost as tall as me, she has dark brown eyes, a nice build, not too skinny, not to big, slightly older I guess, nice smile,  and I look at her with a disapproving look, as she places her hands half heartedly up to her sides, “I’m sorry, just saying, you look like you just fell off a horse in that outfit.”

“Well, I didn’t just fall off a horse, in fact I don’t own a horse, I’ve ridden plenty, but don’t own one, they eat money, they don’t make it.”

“Here for training?”

“Yes, ma’am”

Extending her hand “hi, I’m Cassidy. What brings you here today, other than a horse?”

Laughing I extend my hand “Nice to meet you Cassidy, I’m _____, and other than this, some uniforms, and a couple of pairs of faded shorts from lifeguarding I don’t really have anything to wear.”

“What are you looking for?”

“You nearly had me dead to rights about the horse, but I’m not up on current fashion and trends, I don’t know what goes with what, I was just never allowed to spend much time doing that sort of stuff, what with school, working, sports, and chores I was busy all the time.”

“Hmm, fresh off the farm then.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Cassidy” she replies, offering stern look.

“Yes, Cassidy.”

 “Are you looking for anything in particular?”

“Uhm, well, I uhm, I have a private party I have been asked to, and I need something that looks good.”

“Define looks good. I mean what kind of party is it, keg party, dinner party, late Halloween party?”

“Just a get together of people and friends I guess, I imagine there will be drinking involved, but I don’t have much more information than “wear something trashy””

“Well, this is the 80’s, that could mean anything.”

“I tell you what, why don’t you pick some things out, and I’ll try them on.”

She responds, “great idea, I think I have a better idea than you do Gomer. Meet me over there by the dressing room.”

“Okay, CASS-ID-Y,” almost sounding out her name “but don’t call me Gomer.”

She trots off going from rack to rack while I head to the dressing room to wait.

A few minutes later she catches up to me with an arm load of clothes. “I was thinking these pants, with this shirt, underneath this one, and this belt. Or these pants, this shirt, jacket, and belt, and finally these pants, this shirt, over this shirt, that belt. Pointing to the first one.

“Okay, I’ll be back in a minute” stepping into the dressing room I am kicking off my shoes and a hand reaches under the door, “give me your shoes, I’ll be right back.” Startled I respond, “what the hell?” and slide my shoes over with my foot, which she grabs, and they disappear.

Stripping to my socks and underwear I fold my pants and shirt while hanging up my jacket. Then I slide into the first pair of pants, a bit baggy for my liking, I pull one shirt over my head straightening it while tucking it in the waist of the pants, next I thread the belt through the loops and fasten it before pulling the next shirt over my head and arms and straighten it. Turning around I look in the mirror. “Meh, not too bad, just doesn’t seem quite right.”

Knock, knock. “What’s taking you so long?”

Opening the door, I step halfway out turn myself around and let her see her hand work. “Here, put on these boots, they are from next door.”

Slipping my feet in the boots she says, “the white socks gotta go.”

Standing up she motions for me to turn around. “Mm not bad, the boots for sure, let’s see the next outfit.”

Back in I go, hanging the clothes neatly on their hangers and trying on the next ones, this process is repeated for the third outfit.

I can see the look on her face says almost, but not quite. I look again at the clothes she picked out on the hangers, in the mirror at what have on, then out across the store, and back to the ones hanging up. “Let me try something” grabbing the hangers and going back in the dressing room. Sliding off the boots then pants I trip hitting my head hard on the wall while trying to pull my foot free. Ow, fuck that hurt, just as the door swings open.

There is Cassidy looking at me laying in a crumpled heap on the floor. “Are you okay? That sounded like it hurt.”

“Yeah, I think I’m okay” as she helps me to my feet. “That’s what I get for not sitting down.” While rubbing the side of my head.

Looking down at me she begins to giggle. “You know if you plan on getting lucky at this party tonight, your luck will run out as soon as they see that underwear.” “What did you do, steel them from your dad?”

Feeling my face redden, “it’s all I have, I haven’t been able to get out to get anything, and the selection on base is for old dudes.”

“Stay right where you are.” While carefully slipping out the door I think we can fix that too.

This time locking the door I pull the shirts off, while thinking to myself, “thank god you didn’t get caught in panties, and thank god she didn’t notice you were wearing a plug in your ass.”  

Assuming what she had in mind I keep the shirt on from the 3 choices, and wait a minute or so, hear the door handle rattle then see some articles come over the top of the door. Socks and underwear, just as I suspected. Interesting, cotton bikini underwear, and black socks. I quickly change into them, then take the pants and belt from the 1st choice, boots, and jacket from the 2nd choice. Looking in the mirror I am pleased, thinking it looks good.

Opening the door, Cassidy is standing there waiting. “Step out here.” She says, “okay, now turn around.” “It looks good. Now if you only had hair, but I know how you military guys are.” Looking me up and down, walking around, “It fits great, you do look good in that, I don’t think I could have chosen better. But it’s still missing something.”

Motioning a coworker over, kibitzing back and forth a few seconds they nod at last, and she reaches for the side of her head, pulling out and earring she reaches over and puts it my ear. “There, now you don’t look good, you look great.” Her obviously gay coworker, chimes in “he looks yummy.”

Feeling my cheeks redden, “okay, let me change out of this and pay for it so I can get going.”

“Sure, you don’t want to wear it out?”

“Nah, I gotta shower and shave yet so I’ll just carry it out.”

Meeting them at the counter everything is totaled up and I pull the money out to pay. “Uhm, what about the boots?”

Cassidy says “oh, I got those in here as well.” “Please come back and let me know how the party was.” Me being totally oblivious to the fact of just how hard she was hitting on me, which was something that I struggled with my entire life. I can’t remember how many times I realized someone was attracted to me only to realize it days or weeks after. She adds in “and you need to bring my earring back too, dear.”

Looking at my watch I see it’s time to meet Steve, so I head out the way I came in with a garment bag, and another with the boots in it. I did keep the underwear and socks on, no sense getting naked in a store dressing room twice if I don’t have too.

Back in the room I pull the clothes out to show him what I got. The look on his face says he is pleased. Walking in the bathroom I start the shower and come out of the bathroom naked. “If you’re gonna fuck me before we go you better get too it” as I start to pull off his clothes.

Flipping onto the bed he says, “I am gonna fuck you before we go.” While he removes the rest of his clothes. Smearing some lube on his cock he tells me to roll over. “No, I want to look you in the eyes while you fuck me, I want to see your face.”

Grabbing my legs just behind the knees he pushes them up and apart. “Don’t move.” Carefully he pulls the plug from inside my hungry asshole while kneeling on the bed. As he places one hand on each side of me, I reach down taking his engorged cock in my hand and guide him into my body. Slowly I feel the length and girth of his swollen cock slide inside me. My asshole seems to slide easily over it while studying each bump, and vein on his forward advance. When I feel his balls firmly pressed against my cheeks, he moves my legs so the back of my thighs rest on his chest.

My asshole grips tighter as he pulls back, not wanting to let go of the gift it has waited for all week. Then eagerly swallows it again as he changes directions. At first his strokes are long, slow, and deep. I enjoy the feeling of his cock filling me, then pulling back, filling me, pulling back as his flesh massages mine. “Oh god, Steve, that feels so good.” “Give it to me, fuck me.”

“You like that. Don’t you.”

“Yes. I love feeling you inside me, I love how I feel when you fuck me.”

Lowering himself to me spreading my legs wider he kisses me while maintain his assault on my ass. I moan with pleasure feeling his cock in my ass and his tongue in my mouth. In this position he keeps hitting that spot and my eyes roll into the back of my head. “that’s the spot, don’t stop.”

His pace quickens, his thrusts are deep and hard, but the length of them shorter.

Oh fuck, I can’t take it, I’m gonna cum, fuck me, fuck me hard.”

Slamming into me harder he grunts with each thrust. “That’s it you fucking whore, take that cock, you love it. You were made for taking cock you little faggot.” His words make me hotter. My body spasms and my penis although not fully erect oozes wads of cum out onto my abdomen. I can feel my asshole spasm, fighting to suck even more of Steve’s cock deeper inside me. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum, fuck, fuck, fuck.” Just as I feel the first spasm of his balls on my cheeks, I dig my heels into his ass and grab a handful of hair in my fingers. “Oh god dammit, fuck, oh shit that feels so good.” As his balls dance on my ass each time his cock unleashes a load of cum into my body. Until finally he is spent and collapses on top of me.

We lay there, his body on top of mine, my legs wrapped around him. I don’t want to let him go; I want him to stay inside me as long as possible. But slowly his cock deflates and slips out of the confines of my wanton asshole followed by a load of semen that trails down the crack of my ass. With a hand on each side of my head he looks me in the eye and say, “I love you ____” and kisses me again.

“I love you too Steve. I’d do anything for you.” While I pull him closer.

After a few moments he says it’s time to get up and get ready, or we will be late for where we are going. Pushing himself off the bed he lowers his face and licks the semen from my stomach. “Mmm, you taste good.” Then he spreads my legs again and before I realize what he is doing his face is buried between my thighs and he is licking my asshole. Coming back up he pulls me up into his arms, kissing me again with a mouthful of saliva and cum.

We know we must get moving if we are going to make it wherever he had us planned to go on time, so our shower is not as sexual or sensual as the others, but I did a quick cleaning of the “playground” like Steve instructed me.  As I grab my clothes and the plug, he takes it from my hand. “We can leave this here for the evening, I don’t think you will be needing it.”

Once dressed we head out for the evening. I have no idea where we are going, but I’m happy I with Steve. It takes us about 30 minutes of travel before turning into a parking lot at what appears to be an old warehouse. Finding a place to park Steve shuts off the truck, turns to me and says again that he loves me. I return the sentiment. He continues, this is not so much a party as it is an assembly of people that get together for the express purpose of having sex. First there will be an informal meet and greet, followed by dinner, after dinner is when the fun begins. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I said I’d try anything twice.”

“Okay, then let me get the door for you.”

Stepping out he walks around the truck opening the door for me taking my hand as I step out, I ask, “aren’t you afraid of being seen like this in public?”

“No, what happens here stays here.”

Walking in hand in hand I see other couples there, men with women, women with women, men with men, all mingling about. The one thing I spot that strikes me as odd is some are wearing a number in their arm while others aren’t. Stepping off to the side a large man asks Steve a few questions, consults a clipboard, then hands him 2 armbands with the number 15 on them. He instructs me to put it on.

I follow him to the bar, he orders a beer, I ask for Jack and Coke. And we begin milling about with the others. I’m silent for the most part, just following his lead and not letting go of him. We run into one couple, a man and woman, they both appear to be in their late 30’s, early 40’s. She introduces herself as Janet, and her husband Felix. I don’t really pay attention to the conversation, instead I am looking around watching people, until finally Steve squeezes my hand. “Uhm, Janet asked you a question.”

“Oh, I’m sorry ma’am, I was not paying attention.”

“I can see that. I take it this is your first time here, or anywhere like this for that fact.”

“Yes ma’am, it is.”

“Well, just relax, have fun. Nobody here is going to hurt you, that is unless you want them too.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

It seems to me that her and Steve know each other. Her husband is just as quiet as I am but keeps his eyes on me the entire time. I think it’s kind of creepy, but let it go.”

After a short while some curtains at the far end of the room a parade of nude women and men come out carrying trays of food. Janet walks to a table and waits for Felix to pull out the chair for her to sit, Steve follows them, pulling out a chair next to Janet motioning for me to sit as he pushes the chair in for me.

While waiting to be served I am peppered with what seems like 100 questions, some mundane like how old I am, where I’m from, or my hobbies, others more invasive like how many girls I have had sex with.

Just when we are finishing our meal, which I ate very little of due to just feeling a bit awkward some curtains open at the end of the room and woman walks up behind the podium. Everyone stands and applauds while she welcomes them to their quarterly MUNCH, and since this was the last for the year, it was their Christmas MUNCH. Then she asks all numbered persons to join her onstage for the bidding.

From the stage it is impossible to see the people sitting at the tables due to the lights. I know it is some sort of auction, but dollars are not used, bidding takes place via some sort of code. As each number is called out the corresponding people step forward, once all the people are bid on, there is another round with letter codes. When bidding on a letter is done a person or couple on stage is give that letter and escorted backstage.

When letter “E” is closed Steve and I are escorted from the stage to a room with an “E” on the door. Inside the room is a rack of various ropes, straps, blindfolds, gags, and some wooden devices on one wall, on the opposite are rings attached to the wall, in different locations. In the center is what appears to be a large thing that resembles an ottoman about as tall as a bar stool with different straps attached to it, it isn’t quite as big as a bed, and seems that if you lay on it your head or feet would hang off one side or the other.   

The wall opposite the door is mirrors from one side to the other, matching the mirrored ceiling. I see pulleys anchored in the ceiling supporting various hooks and clips with their ropes running down to cleats attached to the wall. The floor is some type is a matte black color, separated by what looks like polished brass seams. The entire area is indirectly lit from the corners of the ceiling and corners of the walls. The usher hands Steve an envelope and closes the door behind himself when he leaves.

“Are you sure you are okay?”

“Yes, as long as I’m with you, I’m okay.”

Reading the note in the envelope Steve tells me “We are to be naked, blindfolded, facing the mirrored wall when our host comes in.”

Following his lead, I remove all my clothes, neatly fold while putting them on a shelf with my boots below them. Then I step over next to him and face the wall and put on a blindfold.

The door behind us opens and closes. I can hear rustling noises, but dare not remove my blindfold, even when I sense someone stepping up next to me.

“Okay, drop the blindfolds and turn around you pieces of meat.” I hear.

Doing as I’m told I turn seeing Felix next to me totally nude, there are bruises, scratches, red marks and scars on this back, his ass, and his legs. Next, I see Janet standing there fully clothed. Pointing to Steve and Felix, you know what to do, now get to it. Rushing to her sides they remove her clothes carefully, folding each piece neatly, placing it on the shelf then return for the next one. Until finally she is standing there in a red leather corset that is laced up tight, thigh high red leather boots with a tall heel, and matching leather panties are tied at her hips. Steve pulls her hair back, twisting it and placing it in a bun while Felix takes a riding crop from the wall putting it in her hand. They both then return to stand next to me.

Stepping in front of me saying “normally I play a little game to decide who gets the joy of my pussy, but since you are new, young, and sexy I am going to skip that tonight.” Steve and Felix’s shoulders drop in defeat it seems. “No, tonight, I’m going to show you what it feels like to have a real woman, and not some teenage high school whore fuck you. Do you understand?”

“Yes”

Smacking me in the face, “Yes what?”

“Yes ma’am”

“Close, but since you are new, and farm fresh I’m going to give you this one. It’s “Yes mistress Janet.” Do you understand?”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

“Good now its time for a different game.” She begins flipping her riding crop back and forth with her wrist, smacking Steve, and Felix on different parts of their bodies and she recites Enie, Menie, Miney, Moe…. Until she gets to a point and smacks the head of my penis asking for a number. “6 Mistress Janet I respond” She continues her rhyme ending with Steve.

Well darling she says to Felix, “it looks like you get the choice. Knees or toes.” Looking at me then Steve, a kind of grin crosses his face, “knees.”

“Oh, really? You never cease to amaze me. You must want to make Steve watch as I play with his toy tonight.” “Bring the cuffs and collar” she barks at him.”

Walking in front of us she lowers a hook just above Steve on a rope from the ceiling. Then strikes his ass hard with the crop, I feel sorry for him as the red welt almost instantly appears. “Collar that little bitch of yours.”

Steve places a collar around my neck, placing the leash in my hand he says, “just do as Mistress Janet instructs.”

Returning to his position next to me he puts on the cuffs then places the chain between them in the hook. His hands are pulled above his head to the point he is on his tip toes. “Thank you, mistress Janet,” He responds.

Coming down hard on the top of Felix’s penis with her riding crop she orders him onto his hands and knees. Then walks to the wall taking a strange, curved piece of wood from it then walking back over to him as he kneels there, ass in the air, face on the floor, hands clinched over rubbing his reddening cock. Pressing a heel into the flesh of his ass “spread em”

Spreading his knees apart she kneels behind him, working his balls between the 2 pieces of wood and tightening the thumb screws, then clipping the ends to straps that she wraps around his ankles. It is clear to me that if he were to try to stand up his junk would be pulled so hard it might tear it off.

Turning her focus to me. “Now I understand you like sucking cock. Is that true?”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

“I also understand you like getting your ass fucked. Is that true?”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

“Do you like fucking women?”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

“Do you like fucking women in the ass?”

“I don’t know mistress Janet?”

“What do you mean you don’t know? Haven’t you ever fucked a girl in the ass?”

“No mistress Janet.”

“What about guys, have you ever fucked a guy in the ass?”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

“Did you like it?”

“No, mistress Janet”

“So, you like men to fuck you, but you don’t like to fuck them. Is that correct?”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

“Do you like having your cock sucked?”

“Not particularly, mistress Janet.”

“Aren’t you the regular little sissy. You like giving head more than getting it, and you like getting fucked more than you like fucking.”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

Taking the leash in her hand “Get on your hands and knees sissy and follow me.” Following her I crawl to Felix. Patting him on the head, she says “he must like you, normally he wants to be on his toes. For surprising me he deserves a surprise, and since you are both crawling like dogs you need to greet each other like dogs.” I get the hint when he twists himself around and starts to sniff my ass, and I start to sniff his. Thankfully it is clean, smells a bit sweaty, but not much else.

“Doesn’t that humbler make his balls look like the swollen?”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

“Lick those balls you sissy, lick all of it. Lick those balls, eat that ass.”

I swab his balls with my tongue, licking all the way around them several times, bathing them in my saliva, moving my tongue up and down the length of his stretched and exposed taint, then licking around and over his asshole, recalling how good it feels when Steve does it to me.

“Okay, that’s enough sissy, he is starting to enjoy it too much.” As she yanks on the leash.

Walking to Steve I crawl behind her. “Now suck your masters cock.”

Raising my hand up to grasp his cock she smacks my hand with the crop. “I didn’t say touch it, I said suck it. Do you understand?”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

I take his cock in my mouth as I move to kneeling position in front of him. I work his cock with nothing more than my head and tongue movements, feeling his cock swell and expand more and more with each bob of my head, or swish of my tongue.

“You are really good at that you fucking sissy.”

I keep focused on not letting his cock out of my mouth, I can sense he is nearing orgasm.

“No, no, no, not yet we can’t let him cum just yet.” Pulling me away by the leash.

“You see sissy, once these old men cum they are done for the night. And I hate it when they tire out before me. That’s why I chose you, I’m gonna fuck you till I can’t fuck you anymore, then I may let them cum. I just didn’t realize what a cock loving slut you were. Do you think you can forget about cock long enough to fuck me, sissy?”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

 “C’mon sissy,” whistling and calling me like a dog, “get up here and let me see you.” As she pats the ottoman.

There on all fours she inspects me like I was an animal in a show or something. Looking at my teeth, ears, eyes, genitals, and asshole. The she issues various commands, sit, lay, up, down, turn right, turn left, roll over, and finally play dead. “Not bad sissy, you would be great at the national MUNCH, but let’s see what else you can do.”

“Yes, mistress Janet”

On my back I watch as the leash is unhooked, and the collar is clipped to the ottoman. “Arms up” she commands. My back arches when I place my hands over my head. I watch as a strap is slid under me. “Now I understand you are a bit flexible, let me see. “Legs up,” I pull them up. “Further.” “Further.” “Pull those legs up you fucking sissy, spread that pussy.”

Spreading my legs, I pull them up more. “Here bitch, let me spread that ass for you.” Another strap is wrapped around each of my thighs, just above the knee then attached to the strap under me, when pulled it draws my knees up and apart more to the point that if I straighten my legs my ankles could easily be placed behind my shoulders. Padded cuffs are wrapped around my wrists and clipped to the collar.

I look in the mirror above me and see it as she says it. “There, whore, now you are nicely spread open and almost ready for fucking.” “But first, let’s see how well you eat pussy.”

Pulling the bows at her hips her leather panties fall, I can see a string of her juices stretching from her cunt to the crotch that snaps as they fall. With a knee on each side of my head her lips part slightly. Her crotch smells of sex, sweat, and urine as she lowers herself until her pussy is just above my lips, then she grinds her wet hot twat onto my face.

Pulling off for a moment she laughs saying “oh, I’m sorry, I forgot to wash my pussy after getting fucked this morning.” “Stick out your tongue and wash my sweaty, smelly, sticky cunt. Bitch.”

I stick out my tongue as she hovers just over my face. I run my tongue up and down the length of her slit, licking sided to side, and doing the best I can. Before she pulls off and speaks. “Wow, I hope you suck cock better than you eat pussy you fucking queer. Otherwise, you will never please a man or a woman.”

Standing up she spins the ottoman around, commanding Felix and Steve to face her and see my ass all spread and exposed, then kneeling next to me pulls my cock back between my legs and starts stroking it. “Tonight, you are going to learn the things older women can do, that your rotten crotch high school girlfriend can’t.”

Steeping over me with one foot she has my cock pulled between my legs, fully erect pointing straight up in the air and lowers herself onto it facing away from me using my feet for hand holds. Taking the full length of it inside her in one long slow motion. She isn’t as tight as my girlfriend, but that is more than made up for by how wet and warm she is. She starts slowly grinding her pubic bones against me, stirring my cock around inside her. “Mm, damn, your young cock feels great, rock hard from the start.”

Getting into a rhythm she rolls her hips more with each movement, making my cock pull out and slide back in. Stopping for a moment looking down at her crotch she says spitefully, “Come here Felix. Come and see what I look like with balls.” I see his reflection as he pulls himself up. “See, that’s what your wife looks like with balls.” “And my balls are bigger than yours.”

“I really love this position. I knew I had to have you when Steve told me you could suck your own cock. God My imagination outdid my mind this time. And from here I can see why he loves that ass of yours. Such a cute, tight, little brown fuck hole.” Watching in the mirror I see and feel her spit on my asshole and start running her fingers over it while working my cock with her pussy. I watch, feeling her finger slide inside me, then out, and in, she is finger fucking my ass while riding my cock.

“Wow sissy you just keep amazing me. Your little pussy is getting wet, and not from me spitting on it. The more I finger you the wetter you get.” A second finger joins the first. Her pace quickens. “I’ve heard some faggots have their own lubricant, but never seen it. God dammit, now I wish I had a real cock to feel what it’s like to fuck you.” A third and fourth finger are added. She is now working 4 fingers in my ass, twisting, and turning her hand, wiggling her fingers, teasing then ignoring my P-spot.

Finally, I feel my asshole stretch like I had never felt it stretch before, and I realize she has added her thumb, and is fist fucking me while riding my cock. Oh god it feels so good to have my asshole stretched open that far, to feel the sensation of fullness that comes with her fist being inside me. As she rolls her hips one way my shaft slides from her crotch, and I feel the pressure of her fist pushing inside me, then when she rolls her hips the other way and slides her cunt back onto my shaft I feel my asshole clinch around her wrist, not wanting to let the feeling of fullness be taken away as she pulls her hand away.

She is fucking her cunt onto my cock at the same tempo she is fist fucking my ass. My cock is swelling, I can feel it, I’m about to explode when she pulls her fist from my asshole leaving it gaped and wet, grips my balls pulling them hard saying “did mistress Janet give you permission to cum?”

“No mistress Janet”

Pulling herself from my cock she turns and faces me, lowering her soaking wet folds back onto my flesh, crushing my balls between us my urge to shoot wanes. “If you cum before I do, I swear the next time we are together I will pay for you and Steve, and 2 more guy couples and watch as Felix, Steve, and 4 more pull a train on your ass. Do you understand faggot?”

“Yes, mistress Janet.”

Turning to Felix, “go let him down so he can watch while I fuck his slut boyfriend.” Looking at Steve She says, “release Felix when he lets you down, I want to see him throat fuck your whore.”

She grinds slowly on my cock keeping me erect through motions and muscle contractions until finally I feel Steve’s cock touching my ass while he extends his arms to support her, and Felix’s cock just above my face. Rolling my head back I take him in my mouth as his erection grows. Soon it is evident why she does this, Felix is barely 6 inches fully erect, but I tilt my head back more and allow him to punish my tonsils while his wife impales herself on my cock.

Reaching behind her she guides my lovers’ cock into my aching hungry hole, laughing as she does it.

This feels amazing, having her rising off me while Steve’s cock is sliding deeper inside my slippery stretched hole, and Felix pulls his cock back from the depth of my throat. When she slams her pussy back down on me Steve’s cock slides almost all the way out of my aching hole, and Felix’s cock is thrust back into my throat. It takes everything I can muster not to just explode in her pussy, and the thought of being gang fucked is almost enough to make me just let go. But for some odd reason I want her to orgasm before me.

“THAT’S IT. NOBODY MOVE, I’M GONNA CUM” she screams. Her body begins to shake, her legs draw up, watching in the mirrored ceiling I feel her fingernails on my skin when she plunges her hand to her crotch and furiously rubs her pussy. Her muscles clamp down on my cock and suddenly I see a stream of fluid gush out of her pussy, I am drenched in a shower of piss. Her vagina spasms again, and again, pushing me over the edge and my cock erupts rope after rope of cum deep inside her body. This is too much for Felix and I feel his cock pulse and throb, shooting loads of cum deep in my throat.

After coming down from the ecstasy of her orgasm she looks at me saying “we aren’t quite finished yet. See everyone has cum except for Steve.” I respond “Oh, he came before we got here.”

“You little whore. But I think he needs to cum again.” Pulling herself from my empty cock she milks the last bit of cum from it with her hand, sticking her fingers with the combination of her juices and my semen in Steve’s mouth she kisses him deeply. I feel the flush of jealousy again. Then she wipes the remaining bit on his chest and tells him to get his cock out of me.

When he pulls out, I feel empty like I never have before. My body aches to have this void filled again, to be stretched and exposed. I feel more vulnerable than I ever have, but also more in touch with a deep yearning inside my body. Janet starts rubbing my sweat covered body and instructing me to keep my focus on the reflection above us.

I can see myself covered in sweat, her juices, and who knows what. I see my once tightly puckered asshole gaped open, closing slightly, and opening again with each breath, waiting, aching for it to be filled again.

Felix walks around behind Steve, placing a hand around his waist Steve bends over a bit, Felix kneels behind him. I can tell by the look of ecstasy his face that Felix has his tongue buried in those hairy cheeks teasing my lover’s asshole. I only hope Steve enjoys it as much as I do. Janet guides his swollen cock back into my waiting body.

Moving his hands to his waist he is now pushing Steve away, then pulling him back, fucking his tongue with my lover’s asshole, and fucking my ass at the same time. Seeing Mistress Janet there in the reflection next to my naked strapped body, Steve getting his ass eaten while fucking me has me so hot I just want to stroke my cock while I watch, but in this position, I can’t reach it. Thankfully I am bound in such a way that every time Steve plunges his cock in, he hits that spot, then hits it again on the way out.

My orgasm is building, not slowly, but quickly, I can feel it, I’m helpless to fight it, but I want to enjoy the buildup. My moans become louder as Mistress Janet starts to nibble on my ear, whispering “does my little sissy want to cum?

“Yes,... Mistress Janet” I whimper

“Should I let you cum?”

“Pl, Pl, Please, Mistress Janet”

“Oh no. You can’t cum until your master cums.”

Watching in the mirror “fuck me, fuck me hard, cum inside me, please, please fill me with your cum baby. I need it.”

“Show him you want it.”

I strain harder against my restraints, trying to thrust my hole onto his cock further every time he plunges inside me. “Fuck me Steve, cum for me. I want it so bad.”

I feel my muscles contracting every time I try to take him deeper. His cock swelling, getting harder, thicker, his thrusts are shorter but faster. I can’t take my p-spot being punished any longer. Plunging in hard I feel his cock pulse and throb. This is the signal I have been waiting for, I know he is emptying his sweet hot semen inside of me. My asshole clinches down, signaling my orgasm, sending a stream of semen shooting out of my half erect penis onto my abdomen.

“That’s it, cum for me, don’t pull out, give it all to me.” I moan.

Our cocks continue to throb, mine causing my sphincter to spasm, causing him to moan with pleasure, then his cock pumps another load when my body releases its grip.

I see the sweat dripping from his body onto me, it gives me a sense of pleasure to know I am draining my lover and taking the fluid of life from his body into of mine.  

Felix is now standing behind him, steadying him on his legs while he takes a few moments to regain his senses. Mistress Janet runs a fingertip through my cum, then places it in Steve’s mouth for him to clean.

Finally, Mistress Janet looks at Felix and Steve saying, “Boys, go do your thing, you know what Felix likes, makes sure he really gets what he is asking for. I need some time with this slut to teach her a few things.” I watch as they exit through a door I hadn’t even realized was concealed on the mirrored wall.

After they leave Mistress Janet releases me from my bonds, carefully lowering my legs and asking repeatedly if I am okay. I assure her that I am.

“I’ve never seen Steve like this. I didn’t believe him when he told me that he loved you, but now I do.”

“I love him too.”

“He says you asked him to teach you.”

“Yes, mistress Janet. I did.”

“Now it’s just Janet. Mistress Janet disappears after such an intense orgasm. But will you allow me to teach you too?”

“Teach me what Janet?”

“Teach you how to please a woman. Steve says you like men and you like women, which is fine, I like them both too, so does Steve, and Felix. But you really have no idea what you are doing when it comes to eating pussy. Let me teach you ways to pleasure a woman.”

“I think I would like that, Janet.”

Janet says, “I sense that you are feminine than you have been willing to admit. Am I right”?

“I do enjoy feeling wanted by men, and looking sexy for them, but I could never do it in public.”

She says, “Then, when you are with me you are one of the girls.”

“Okay.”

“First things first, you have to clean up the mess you made” flipping around straddling me. “Now open up.” When I do, she expels the load of cum I deposited in her sloppy wet vagina into my mouth, while she licks the seed from my stomach.

“Don’t swallow that just yet.” Flipping back around, jamming her tongue nearly down my throat we fight over who is going to swallow more.

Janet laid down on her back, spreading her legs she says, “go on, get your face in there.” Following her instructions, I trace the outline of her womanhood with my tongue, teasing the edges of her swollen outer labia, sucking it into my mouth one lip at a time making them more swollen. Going faster when I’m told, slowing down as well. Then using just the tip of my tongue to tease her inner labia, next placing it flat over her clitoral hood and moving it in circles. Following her instructions I slide a finger into her under my chin, then another and use a come here motion in her pussy to rub the inside of her pubic bone. She grinds her cunt into my face, grabbing the back of my head to control the pressure.  

Grasping my free hand she wraps it around her waist, directing my fingers with hers to spread open her vagina while pulling up slightly to pull back the clitoral hood. “Now suck my clit like it was a cock, take it in your lips and suck it, flick it with your tongue.” I find her bucking her pelvis hard against my chin when I pinch her clit between my tongue and upper lip until it slips from between them, causing a drumming sound in my head. “Oh, fuck yeah” she screams. “That’s it, harder, faster, don’t fucking stop.”

I’m beating her clit in my mouth like a drum solo at a rock concert. She pulls my head in hard, grinding her pussy against my chin, her legs warp around me as her body begins to convulse and again her pussy explodes, covering me in her fluids once again.

I stop sucking on her clit, and fucking her with my fingers, knowing how sensitive things become after an orgasm. She releases the grip she has on me with her legs and pulls me up next to her. We lay there looking at each other in the mirror, what I can see of her body that isn’t covered by the red leather glistens with sweat, while my body glistens with sweat and God knows what.

“You are a quick study. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were a lesbian. Nobody but women eat pussy that good.”

“What can I say Janet? I aim to please. But I’ve never had anyone pee on me like that before.”

“Pee? Is that what you think that is?”

Embarrassed I reply “Uhm, well yeah.”

“No child, that is female ejaculate.”

“What? How?”

“Think of it as girl cum, and yes some of us do cum like that, it’s called squirting, and you have no idea how good it feels.”

“Well, if it feels anything like the orgasm I get when Steve hits that spot, I think I might have an idea.”

“Women have a spot too, and when you had your fingers wiggling inside me you were right on that spot.”

“Wow, I never knew.”

“Oh, I have many things to teach you, if you will only let me. But for now, I think we need to find our men.”

“It has to be getting late”

“Honey, after watching you cum without your cock being touched, and eating pussy the way you do, I was right, there is a bit of girl in you somewhere. But, not to worry, I won’t tell a soul outside of these walls.”

Standing up flipping her red leather panties at me with her foot she says “put these on, and make sure you don’t drip before you do. You need to go home in wet panties like the whore you are.”

Slipping them between my thighs, tying them about my hips we walk over to where our clothes are, she presses a button, but nothing happens, then hands me a towel. “Dry yourself off, those 2 will be here in a minute.”

After toweling off I slip on my shirt just as Steve and Felix come back into the room. Janet winking at me says “I hope you boys had as much fun as us girls did.” Felix replies, “I had the best time, I hope we can do this again.”

Patting him on his chest, Janet says. “Oh, not to worry, we will be doing this again.”

Once we are all dressed, we shake Felix’s hand, Steve shakes Janet’s hand, and as I extend mine to shake her hand, she pulls me in saying “silly sissy, give me hug.” She then hands me a business card and tells me if I ever want to talk to just call her.

Then we all exit the room the way we came in and walk out a side door to the parking lot. I watch as Janet and Felix get into a beautiful Mercedes, while Steve and I walk to his truck where he graciously opens the door for me before getting in himself.  

Sliding over next to him I kiss him passionately. When I pull away, he asks, “What was all that girl stuff about?”

“Never mind that. Do you love me?”

“Yes. I do.”

“Good, because I have fallen deeply in love with you.”

“You aren’t mad about me bringing you here?”

“No, I’m happy you did. I’ve lived a very sheltered life, I asked you to teach me, and what I have learned in these past few weeks is amazing.” “Thank you.”

“You are welcome.”

“Okay, I’m exhausted, and I need a shower.”

I think I was out before we made it out of the parking lot. Because I was awoken when Steve nudged me once we got back to the hotel. “You go up first, then I’ll be up.”

Once in the room I undressed to get in the shower, but instead crawled into bed. I know Steve was not far behind me, I remember kissing him again when he slid into bed behind me. I never felt as safe and secure as I did when he pressed his body against mine, pulled me in close placing his arm around my waist. God how I loved being his little spoon.