Tricked and treat for Halloween

I'm never going out on Halloween again. My neighbors tricked me into being their treat for the weekend. They told me everyone at their party was going to crossdress. The guys like girls, the girls like guys. I put on my mom's blonde wig and my sister’s bra and panties and a tight little blouse and short skirt. But there weren't any girls there at all.

As soon as they answered the door I was pulled in and pushed against a wall for photos. Everyone took them. Then I had to pretend I was in a lesbian make-out session with another crossdressed guy. He was shaved so smooth and looked very cute. He forced my mouth open and kissed me with his long wet tongue. When I tried to push him away he pinned my arms behind me and kept kissing me. I couldn't cry out or escape. He was very strong under that pretty pink dress.

I could see and hear everyone watching and laughing at me. Someone offered him help, bringing a collar and a pair of leather wrist cuffs, I was bound up. All the other crossdressed boys took turns kissing and fondling me. Pretty soon they had my skirt up and my panties down. There were 2 or 3 of them on me. Somehow I began to get a hard-on as they pulled and licked my little cock. While a couple of them traded turns kissing me, I had a guy kneeling behind me in a maids outfit, spreading my cheeks and wiggling his tongue in my ass. Another dressed like a bride knelt down in front of me, sucking my cock until I came in his mouth. I squealed like a little girl. It was very humiliating.

I was told I would only be allowed to leave only after I gave all the sissys' a blowjob. The men not dressed like girls watched in anticipation, rubbing themselves. I was kneeling in the middle of the room with my hands cuffed in front of me. The sissys' took their places in line. Their skirts and dresses were draped over my head. Silk panties, pantyhose, cotton panties, all rubbed in my face. I did my best sucking all sorts of different cocks. Long ones, fat ones, shaved ones, cut and uncut ones. I worked as hard as I could. I wanted it all over as soon as possible.

I spit and swallowed and drooled gobs of cum over the next few hours. My half-open shirt and cute pink training bra were drenched from dripping and squirted cum. They photographed and took videos. 

Afterward, I was left in a bedroom, still tied up but also gagged with a wad of someone's underwear. I was told I was the prize for one of the men. 

The winner of the game they played came through the door and slid into bed with me. He quickly opened my ass with his fingers and squirted a load of slippery lube inside. He said his name was Big Frank. And he was staying for a while.

He kissed and licked my face as he pumped me like a slut. He gripped, pinched, and squeezed my chest like he was squeezing boobies. Like I was a girl. I squealed through my gagged mouth. He kept going. He made me his bitch. He finished, leaving me in a pool of sweat and cum. I tried to get loose from the bindings and the gag, but I couldn't. I was dizzy and just wanted to get cleaned up and go home. I was exhausted and sore everywhere. I must have passed out.

The next morning I was still in a daze. What had happened? I wasn't bound and gagged anymore. I was barely able to find the door and go home. I wanted to get as far away from this place as quickly as possible. 

Didn't I? 

Billy