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Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

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“CARLOS”

Instead of dropping by the house at my usual time, I called Sue to give her some instructions for Dave’s final day of training. We talked about the day before a little, and I got so fucking hard thinking about it again. The only thing better than getting my dick off on one of my new toys, was taking them as a tag team unit. I let her know what I had planned for our little cocksucker today, and she was bubbling over with anticipation. The only thing she didn’t like was that it wasn’t going to happen until the end of the day. She even begged me to come by just to fuck her, but I was busy and didn’t have that much time to play.

After I had caught her up on my plans for her boyfriend, I started to torment her a little. I reminded her about the other day and told her just how well of a job she had done for me. I asked her to tell me her favorite part of her interlude with my three workers, and it had to be sexual. After a little stern demanding, she finally said it would have to be one of two things. She made sure first that I knew that she would have greatly preferred if I and/or Dave were the ones doing it to her. But then she said it would either be when she got bent over backwards on the ottoman, or when she was flipped over in the middle of the floor and hoisted into the air by her crotch. I was betting on the latter.

I said, “That’s good, I’ll tell the guys what you liked the most. And what do you think your toy would like?” She wanted to know why I would put the two questions back-to-back. I said, “So when I bring the two of you over to give bonuses to some of my other men this weekend, they‘ll know how to treat you. Don’t tell Dave and I’ll pick you up around eight tonight.” I hung up before she went off on me.

“SUE”

I woke up this morning still grinning from the wonderful fucking I got the day before. First, it was the absolute best fuck I ever received, then for a bonus, Dave did some special private work on my pussy last night. The first time wasn’t so much that it was Carlos fucking me, but had a lot more to do with the extra stimulus that Dave provided during it. Damn, I never came so fucking hard in my life. And then relating my feelings to Dave last night as he gave me a blowjob, drove him up a wall trying to repeat it for me.

Both Dave and I overslept this morning. By the time I got to the kitchen, Carlos was due. I was just about to run and wake up Dave, and the phone rang. It was Carlos and my clit started to tingle just from talking to him. My nympho attitude flopped the second he told me we wouldn’t be getting together until tonight. I tried to get him to come by for a quick fuck of his favorite pussy, but all he offered was to send over some of the hired help. I was certainly intrigued by what he had in mind for my other boyfriend, and eager to set in into motion.

But before Carlos hung up, he asked some peculiar questions. The first was what part of the sexual stuff I liked the day he handed me over to his workers. I didn’t want to come right out and tell him, so I gave him a couple of things. Then he asked what Dave might have liked. When I questioned the questioning, that’s when I got the bad news. He was going to turn both Dave and I over to some more of his workers this weekend, and I wasn’t suppose to let him know. Then he hung up before I could say a word.

I knew part of his telling me was to torment me throughout the next couple of days thinking about what I was in for, but damn, I wasn’t allowed to talk to Dave. I couldn’t even warn him. And I knew the scene wasn’t going to improve from the last time. Now I found myself sitting at the table, wondering what was going to happen to me, just as I had been finding Dave lately. And what kind of stuff would they do to Dave? I decided to bargain with Carlos to protect my guys’ backside. It was one thing to torment his mouth, but they had to leave his ass alone. I figured I could simply get him to agree to; he sucks and swallows, I fuck and scream. I was hoping he would buy that, because as much as I liked watching Dave get his pretty little mouth stuffed with cock, I couldn’t bear to watch him getting his ass fucked.

It was taking forever for Dave to wake up. I could use some company right about now, but I didn’t want to let on to what was going to happen to him tonight, or this weekend. I thought that if I can get advanced notice of when we would be handed over to his workers, that I would give Dave an extra dose of morphine. Hell, I would even catch a buzz myself. I decided I was dwelling on things I couldn’t change, so I focused my attention on what we were going to do to Dave tonight. I had just thought that his last blowjob to finish his training would be John, Carlos’ driver and right hand man. I figured he would be a great suck, because he was so frigging manly. And I would love watching that happen. I guess it goes back to the guy with the littlest cock has to suck off all those with the bigger cocks… laws of nature. You gotta love them.

Carlos told me we were going to take him to a private club and tell him to find himself a guy to take out to the parking lot. He was going to have someone ready for him to hit on, just in case Dave couldn’t accomplish things on his own. Carlos was being nice in his own way and even told me that after yesterday that he considered him through with his training. Tonight was going to be more for his celebration party. I should have known that he had some surprises set up for my guy.

When Dave was finished getting his jollies tonight, I planned on getting some of my own. I would love a repeat of that fabulous cum I had yesterday. The more I thought about what had happened, the hotter I got. I realized I was getting myself rather wet thinking about it. Like most girls, I had to run a finger through my slit to find out just how wet. I made the ‘mistake’ of grazing my clit, and that was it. I needed some quick relief. It was so easy for me these days, since wearing underwear had become a thing of the past. I lifted my little skirt to the top of my legs, and there I was, totally open for business. As I looked down at my shaven pussy, I saw what it was that turned guys on so much about baldies. I looked like a ten year old girl down there. I loved the smooth, clean look of my cunt this way, and if I touched up the shave every other day, it didn’t get too itchy.

I settled back into the chair, as uncomfortable as kitchen chairs can be, and started circling my clit with one finger. I watched and had to laugh at the little man in the canoe story, that all small girls eventual hear. I always understood why our lips were referred to as a canoe; they look like it from our position when we look down at ourselves. But how in the hell did they get a guy out of that little bump that looked like it was in the middle of the canoe. Now a guy’s ass sticking up in the air I would have believed. The one thing a bald girl notices that’s different right off, is when we get wet, it’s so much easier to see.

As I frigged my clit lightly, I let my other hand rub a couple of fingers around in the goo I was making, and even dip into my hole a little. As my hands were getting into the motion, I let my eyes close and started to wander through some of the hottest scenes from yesterday. I could remember the feel of Dave’s mouth trying to stay on Carlos’ shaft as I fucked him right in front of his own eyes. And the first time I just had to bottom out on Carlos, I pushed his face away, so he went to work on Carlos’ balls. It had been such a frigging turn on having one boyfriend helping me fuck another boyfriend. Damn, I felt like such a spoiled princess. But man, did I love the attention.

I noticed my breathing was getting more labored and understood I was headed for a quick ending. I had learned from Dave this thing where he said when people masturbate, that they always save the hottest scenes for the actual ‘launch’. In a minute that was going to bother me greatly, because I was about to cum, and I didn’t like what was creeping into my mind. As I felt my lower body getting a mind of its own and bucking slightly at my frigging, I remembered the total lack of control I had as that migrant had his cock in me, holding me up by my hips, and holding me in midair as he fucked away at me. My arms struggled to hit the floor, my legs splayed outwards. I felt so humiliated at being nothing more than a hole to fuck his cum into. But the glimpses of Carlos’ face made it seem worth the degradation. And when I started to shudder through a nice little orgasm, the last thought I had was the feeling of dropping to the floor when the guy had finished with me. I was discarded like a piece of toilet paper.

I was satisfied for the moment, but it wasn’t like anything I loved having Dave do to me. I was just thinking about going to wake Dave as he trudged into the room. I called him a sleepy head and told him he missed Carlos, just to tease him. As he drank some OJ from the carton, (men?) he sneered at me. He said, “Nice try, but Carlos told me we wouldn’t be seeing him until tonight.” When Dave came over to sit down, I smoothed my skirt downward and hoped he wouldn’t smell me. Guys may not realize it as much as us girls, but we really get fragrant after we’ve played with ourselves.

I asked him if he was all ready for graduation day, and his face twisted up some. He told me he had nightmares all night over it. I knew it was my place to taunt him a little. So I said, “Carlos and I agreed that you wouldn’t have to do more than six guys tonight. But if you puke up their cum, you’ll have to eat it again.” His eyes grew so wide that I told him I was just kidding. But I did warn him to be prepared for anything from Carlos. And though I didn’t have anything in particular planned for tonight, if I saw a hot opportunity arise, he would be doing my bidding as well. I asked him if he wanted to prime his lips on Carlos before we left and he said ‘no’. But I said, “But, hun, you seemed to really like serving him yesterday. You sure you don’t want just… a little taste of his pecker?” He quickly said ‘no’, but I could see it started him thinking. I could tell that Carlos’ cum was becoming a very tolerable thing for him to ingest now. And god, did I love watching him feed on it. Whether it was force fed to him, or he took it willingly as yesterday, my pussy flamed up with heat the second I saw it happening. Dave had evolved into such a perfect fuck toy, good for all the sexual pleasures any girl would love to ‘own’.

That brought to mind, I had earmarked today some time to go to a local mall. I was going to find myself a hottie. Not for me… though… hmmm. She was to be a gift for my boyfriend. I knew I could find a hot little thing he would enjoy a one-time fling with. I wanted him to feel manly again, at least for a few minutes. I knew his type; small frame, topped with small tits like mine (he hated the fat sloppy looking type), and now I knew his penchant for smooth pussy skin. So she would have to be shaved, or willing to shave, for a roll in the hay with my guy. He sooo deserved a fresh fuck from some cock tease. I made up my mind, that in the next couple of days, he was going to get it. As I looked at him across the table, I thought of what he was going to see me going through, as well as himself, this weekend. I wanted to make it happen before that did.

Around midday, we walked to the mall. I would point out all the girls I thought was hot looking. Dave loved it when I participated in openly checking out babes. He always thought I was a latent lesbian, but I simply liked knowing what his type was like. But I must admit I had come to the point where I could see just what a guy would get so turned on at. The way some of us girls dress, it’s like we’ve turned ourselves into walking billboards for sex. I got Dave pretty nervous when we were grabbing a slice of pizza and I noticed the clerk checking him out. I could see his long, dark hair was getting her interested. I gave her a mixed look of leer and lust, and said, “Girl, if you want to jump his bones that bad, just ask him. I let him play now and then.” I don’t know who was more shocked. But she certainly took an eyeful of my guy then. Dave just blushed, and was obviously thinking that he didn’t want a new girl in his life while he was in the midst of his transformation into being my bitch. But as we waited for the pizza, I gave her my number and told her she could only talk to me, and if he answered, she had to hang up on him. She smiled as if I was crazy, but I could tell she was going to be calling.

We ran into a couple of other prospects, but none quite as cute or attractive as our little pizza girl. And I could tell Dave liked her looks, so I was hoping she would call. He started looking at me a little funny, like I’d flipped. I’m sure though that he had no idea that he was really shopping for a one-nighter with me. I was even planning on leaving them alone. I figured Dave could act more macho if I wasn’t around to possibly blow his cover.

It was about six-thirty before Carlos showed up for us. We were headed for a private club that he was essentially the main member of, and Dave knew his mission was one ‘stranger’ to suck off. He had to keep the man’s cum in his mouth so we could see he had accomplished his final objective. Because he had hinted to me that he was considering just asking John, since he already knew most everything that was going on, I wasn’t so surprised when I saw him take John to the side before he got in the car. I couldn’t wait to ask him what they had talked about. When Dave wouldn’t say, John said, “He was asking me to help him out. He wanted to know if I wanted a blowjob from him.” Carlos and I smiled at each other over the fact that he was really going to do his duty.

When we got to the club, John said to Dave, “Maybe I could help you out some other time, kid.” Dave wanted to shrink into nothingness, and stayed behind me as Carlos walked me by my arm into the club. He must have felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter. We all sat at a round table, pushing Dave into the middle of the bench seat. That way he was going to have to ask to get up to perform his mission. Carlos and I taunted him forever over which guy in the club might be a good prospect for him to hit on. I wanted to know what he was looking for; a manly man, a big cock, or perhaps someone of color. I reminded him of the old folklore of black guys all having huge cocks. He wasn’t amused!

We had been at the club for over an hour, and had all had three drinks. I was getting anxious to see my toy perform his final duty and Carlos reminded him of his ownership. So he finally started checking out all the men for real. When he saw a guy he found acceptable headed for the bathroom, he asked me to move and followed him. I got so giddy as I slid next to Carlos so he could man handle me some. I had been wanting to get fucked all day, and was hoping it would happen soon. A very short time later, the man that Dave had followed into the bathroom came out alone. He was shaking his head. I was starting to worry when Dave didn’t come out right after. Had he been beat up for hitting on a straight guy? I suddenly became aware of the dangers for a boy that had to admit to another guy that he was a sissy. Once again, I thought of it as the law of nature. The smaller guy had to ask to perform for the bigger guys; it was the only right way.

When Dave came back, I let him back in, but only after I made him watch me give Carlos a big kiss. Tonight was the night I wanted to enjoy emasculating him to all ends, and I had been trying my best. He told me that the man was rather pissed at his asking him and had called him a fag. I continued pointing out guys that I thought might have a big cock for him and would let him give them a blowjob. Carlos suggested a guy sitting at the bar, and looking at his eyes as he said it, I knew he was the safety guy he had told me about. So I helped convince Dave to go for it.

Dave finally decided to try him, and went to pretend he just needed another drink. As we watched him set down next to the man, I could feel Carlos’ hand on my crotch. He wanted to finger me some as he watched his newly acquired property hitting on the man. They made a little small talk, but after one particular statement from Dave, the guy stared at him in surprise. The next thing I knew, they were headed for the parking lot. I told Carlos I had to follow and check it out. He told me he would want to know all the details, but not to let Dave see me watching. So, with me close in tow, the man led Dave out to the far side of the parking lot.

Dave was led behind the back of an SUV, and the man promptly pushed him to his knees. I had a tiny orgasm as I saw Dave start to take down this strange man’s pants. It was all so intoxicating watching my boyfriend getting ready to give another man the cock sucking of his life. The man’s hands went to the back of his head, and I saw one nicely sized cock disappear into his mouth. It was plain to see that Carlos had told him to give Dave an aggressive little workout. From my vantage point, I couldn’t hear much, but I was towards Dave’s left rear and saw most all of what he was going through. I had heard about how guys would sometimes get blowjobs like this from the other weaker or smaller guys, but seeing it up close for myself was awe inspiring. And this time, Dave was given no options. He had to do as the guy wanted, and it seemed like he wanted to just fuck his face as if it were a cunt.

I could see Dave was pushing against his hips trying to control how deep he was going into his mouth, but he wasn’t having much luck by the looks. The guy was pushing his head around like a rag doll. I could hear the sound of him gurgling around the fluids building up in his mouth. I knew the feeling well. The guy would be so fixed on his own feelings, that he wouldn’t give you a chance to swallow your own spit, so it was just there, squishing around between his cock and your own mouth. And then there was the precum to deal with as well. I had to hand it to my boyfriend though; he was taking it like a real man, turned sissy for the moment.

Then it was plain to see he was getting ready to feed Dave. He spun him around while still impaled on his prick, and started banging his head into the back of the SUV. Poor Dave couldn’t get away from him in the slightest now; he was just hanging on for dear life. The man had to be cumming now because he was standing forward on the balls of his feet, holding himself into Dave’s mouth, with no visible movement. He pushed his hands through Dave’s hair and pushed his mouth off his cock. I took off back to the club and waited for him to come back in.

It didn’t take Dave very long to make his way back inside; not with a mouthful of cum that he desperately wanted to be gone. He pushed in and sat down next to me. I smiled and asked him if he had accomplished his final task. He took a quick look around to make sure no one was watching, then opened his mouth to show me his prize. I had him show Carlos as well, and he smiled at his own success. Dave knew what the absolute final step was, and waited for the order. I asked him if he needed another drink, and his patience was wearing thin. Knowing what he was going to be put through in a couple of days, I ended his torment and told him he could swallow. Then he downed the rest of my drink.

We spent another hour or so at the club before leaving. We stopped teasing Dave for the time, just to let him think that he had reached a point of some relief. What my darling boyfriend didn’t know however, was that Carlos told me he had another shot to take at him back at the apartment. When we went to get back into the car, I noticed John rubbed Dave’s ass as he got in the back seat.

But the final shot was truly cold. When we got to the apartment, John stopped Dave as he got out and wrapped his arm around him. He stood almost a foot taller than Dave, and had an easy time steering him in the direction that he wanted him to go. Carlos walked me behind the two so I could listen. John was telling him that he had changed his mind and was going to help him out by letting Dave give him a blowjob now. Dave immediately started to protest, saying he didn’t need to go through with his offer anymore. But John didn’t stop walking him toward the front door. Dave and I quickly caught on that Carlos had preplanned this all along. I felt a little bad for Dave, but I was tingling between my own legs at the mere thought of getting to watch as Dave gave another man, another blowjob.

Even before we got through the front door, Dave had resigned himself to the fact that he had been setup by Carlos and John, and that he was going to have to do as told. Carlos pulled my shirt open and took it off of me. John walked Dave into the bedroom by his arm as we made out a little in the kitchen and lost the rest of our clothes. But when we heard a commotion going on, we went to check it out. John wanted Dave out of his clothes, but he wasn’t going along with it for some reason. The way John was holding him down and ripping his clothes off, I got the distinct impression that someone was going to get his bottom pierced. It was a rather easy task for John to get his clothes away from him. When Dave was butt naked, John ridiculed his limp weenie and told him that he had wanted to suck his cock earlier, so now he was going to. As Carlos was groping and molesting me, I found I couldn’t take my eyes off Dave being man-handled this way. I found myself lying on the bed with Carlos trying to get between my legs, still fixed on what John was doing to my boyfriend. It looked like he was toying with Dave, taunting him with whatever he was going to do.

I felt myself getting impaled by Carlos and my legs had been spread extremely wide to aid him. But he was making sure I had a clear shot of my boyfriends’ situation. I really didn’t want Dave getting it up his butt, but at this moment, I was getting off on whatever was happening before me. Finally, John pushed his head into the bed right beside me and had him controlled by his hair. As John was opening his pants, I heard myself telling Dave to ‘just suck his cock sweetie, I wanna see you eat his cum for me’. Dave was still struggling like crazy, and he would tell me later that John had told him he was going to fuck him and that’s why he was struggling so hard.

Watching the fear in Dave’s eyes as he struggled against this man was an incredibly hot situation. Dave was under the belief that at some point, it was going to turn into a rape of his ass. And John was turned on by his fear and struggling as well. With Dave getting fed this cock just inches away from me, I got to see what the man was sporting. His cock was so broad in one direction, but thin in the other. It wasn’t as long as Carlos’ but every bit as hard. But most importantly, it was still bigger than Dave’s, and in the natural selection of things, that meant Dave had to be the cocksucker of this pair.

I still couldn’t understand Dave’s fierce struggling, but Carlos was so intent on fucking away at me, I figured it was how he had told John to make things go. While John settled into a steady rhythm into Dave’s mouth, I started enjoying the fucking I was getting from my man. Carlos must have been really enjoying Dave’s torment as well, because I was getting a very constant, and hard fucking. I felt like royalty here; one boyfriend serving my cunt so well, pumping me for all he was worth, as my other boyfriend was serving my kinkier pleasure as he was forced to service Carlos’ driver.

Then it all came together as the simultaneous moans coming from our respective men, were in sync to indicate they were both ready to get off on their prospective toys. I gasped at the final thrusts of my man, as Dave gagged his way through the cumming of his man. I climaxed with such a severity as I watched John holding Dave down by his forehead as he milked his cum into my guy’s mouth. He was demanding that he swallow every drop as it was made for him. Dave’s eyes were bugged out as he struggled to do as he was told. John was holding his cock an inch back from Dave’s mouth as he dumped his load onto his tongue. Dave was still in a panic, probably from the thought that he was still going to get fucked by his first guy. But instead, when he was all down servicing his man, Carlos pulled away from my pussy and smiled at me. I knew what he wanted; we had an audience, and he wanted to show Dave’s subservience.

So as Dave hacked on the residuals of his feeding, I started pulling on him to show him what he was expected to do for me now. He tugged against me just enough to get me persistent enough to show him just who the low man on the totem pole here was, that he was the toy that had to take care of all the others in the room, including me. As I tugged on his hair to position him properly between my legs, I told him I didn’t expect him to just clean me up from the mess left by my boyfriend, but that I expected to have a fabulous cum while he was at it. I didn’t even watch his face this time. All I wanted was the feelings of his tongue lapping away at my smooth lips, slit, and clit. I pulled his hands to my tiny tits and started him groping at me the way he knew I loved it done during a good female blowjob. And god, did this boy toy of mine know how to give a girl a fantastic blowjob.

I thought about the pizza girl, and how happy she was going to be when she got to experience Dave’s fine ability at giving girls head. He would be in hog heaven getting to lick a strange girl’s pussy for a change. I knew how much he liked toying with a girl’s ability to handle a direct licking like he would be giving her. As I felt his tongue probing in as deep between my lips as it would go, I smiled thinking about how he would enjoy the girls fresh taste, the subtle differences between the two of us. I hoped for his pleasure that she had one of those really flat pussies. He didn’t like the looks of big lips on a girl, or protruding labia. I knew he liked his girls to look young and smell natural. That meant I would have to remind her not to use any perfume down in that area. I even thought about telling her that she would be assured the cunt lapping of her life if she wanted. And I had never met a girl who didn’t really want to experience one of those.

I came out of my private fantasy for a moment, and saw that Carlos was fully dressed, along with John, but instead of leaving Dave to clean me up like normal, the two of them were enjoying themselves as they watched just how well he was working me over. I suddenly wanted the two men that had just turned my boyfriend into such a sissy right before me, to see the area where they themselves came up short. So I took one of Dave’s hands off my boob and pushed it towards my cunt. He knew why I was giving it back to him. I wanted him to finish me off the way only he knew how to do so well.

As Dave switched his mouth to cover my clit alone, he lightly chewed on my bud as I felt those two wonderfully intelligent fingers slide into my very wet cunt. I knew the program well; first he would get his fingers nicely wet for my benefit, then they would turn up to rub the underside of my clit from inside of me. My mind flashed back to the very first time he frigged me this way and told me every detail of what he was doing to me, and why it was working so well. I never did bother to ever ask him how he learned to do this so well, but I guess that was just the selfish me showing well before the ‘Carlos era’. Then of course, after working me a little from the inside, I noticed he would work my clit into a very wet froth, just before using his thumb to attack my clit in the form of tight little circles. And as he would see me getting closer to having an orgasm, he would rub harder on the inside of me with his two fingers, and push his thumb down harder on my clit, forcing it to flop from one side to the other. All the time he would rub my chest and nipples. As if he was feeling the same exact things that I was, he knew exactly when the right moment was to pinch and tweak my nipples. Sometimes I felt like our minds would meld while he was giving me head, and he was really masturbating himself through me. Whatever it was, he was the reigning king of the female blowjob.

Then, as he knew I loved, when I was just about to buck my hips in uncontrolled euphoria, he would pull his hand from my chest and wrap his fingers tightly over one cheek of my ass. He would make sure that as he groped my cheek, that the tips of his fingers would graciously slide through the crack of my ass. Feeling him ravage my cheek so roughly, pulling me harder against his mouth, would always send me over the edge. His timing was impeccable, as he would twist that soft little part on my ass cheek roughly within his fingers, not letting up until I was completely expended on his efforts. I felt my body heave hard against his mouth as I was cumming so extremely fucking hard. I could feel myself squirting, something that only happened on the best of cums. My body twitched as I felt squirt after squirt coming from deep inside me. Then there would be the quick switch to a tender, soft rub of the whole cheek as he would pull his mouth away from my cunt to catch his breath and my hips would push up almost involuntarily against his face one last time. And as always, he would take one long stare enjoying how helpless he had made me become while I sat upon his mouth. No one could ever outdo Dave in this area of his manly expertise. I could see it in the eyes of the two men still riveted to the site before them. Just to give Dave his kudos, I said, “And gentlemen, that’s what makes my sissy, the best fucking man in the room.” I knew it was an obvious contradiction in terms, but everyone in the room understood what I meant; and Dave got a whole lot of his manhood back, if only for the moment.

With the show over, John reached out and grabbed Dave’s ass, up in the air and fully exposed. Dave quickly returned to his worried look, and moved his ass from John’s grip. John told him he would have to fuck that cute ass another day and he left with my other boyfriend. I grabbed at Dave’s head as he started to sit up, and asked him if he would mind staying put for a few minutes. Sometimes after cumming so fucking hard as I just had, I would love it when he would lap away gently at my juices, cleaning me up from my cum, while at the same time just making me feel good.

I congratulated Dave on an excellent performance for all of us tonight. I told him how I had snuck out and watched as he gave that man his cocksucking in the parking lot. I asked him if it was as hard as he thought it was going to be, and to my surprise he said, “The hardest part was asking him to let me do it. That part is so scary and demeaning.” I pointed out to him that the demeaning part was said last. As we talked about him being finished with his training, I asked him what he really thought about all the cock he had sucked in the past days, and what he was thinking about all the cock that would be in his future.

I could tell he first had to overcome the subject matter, but then he started telling me for the first time since it all started, just how he really felt. He started, “Well, obviously, I’d rather not have to do it at all. But at least no one down here knows us and that makes it a whole hell of a lot better. The fact that I either have to do it or know that Carlos will turn me in to the cops, leaves me no choice. It’s not quite as bad as I imagined it would be. As a kid, all guys are tormented by bigger kids telling them that they’re going to be forced into doing it someday. It’s implanted in our minds that there is no worse torture or humiliation. The humiliation of having to suck a guy off is very real though. But to be honest with you, when I see your face lit up as I’m forced to do that, almost makes it worth it.” I hugged him to my chest and as he lay on top of me, I kept pushing for all the little details. He admitted that the worse part was having to swallow.

I asked him if he thought he was going to have any trouble doing as he was told in the future, and he told me that I was the worst part. I felt mad at that until he added that it was because it was so embarrassing having me in control of his actions. He dreaded some of the ways I would come up with to humiliate him for my own pleasure, but again said how my facial expressions made it easier for him to do. I knew how much he loved to please me. I asked him what it felt like to lick cum off my bald pussy, knowing that Carlos had just got off on his girl. He said, “It’s so emasculating to see you fuck him in the first place. That’s stills get me rather mad at you. But it is a major turn on feeling your smooth lips all wet from him. The hard part is the globs. Those are just hard to deal with, and I try to get them to go down without thinking about what I’m doing.”

Then the subject turned to me as he asked, “You really love doing all this to me, don’t you? I’ve never seen you have such a good time. Do you really like cheating on me right in front of me like that?” I admitted to him that I never felt so nasty as I made him watch me fucking around with Carlos. I told him that it probably wasn’t going to stop with him either. That as long as we stayed together, I was going to keep him as my toy. At first his eyes despised me, but I could see something in the back of his head was changing. I said, “I told you that my goal for you was to be able to get you to suck any guy’s cock that I wanted you too, and I meant that. When we get away from Carlos, you’re still going to be expected to please me as I say, you know.”

Dave looked at me as if I were nuts and said, “As soon as I get out of his grip, I’m getting my dignity back.” I said, “Sorry, honey! But I’m still going to be in charge.” I hesitated, trying to find the best way to tell him. I said, “Remember how you pleaded for your pill before we went to the club? Well, if you want to keep getting your pills, you’re going to be doing exactly as I tell you to do; whether Carlos is around or not.” He asked me why I thought that, and I told him point blank. “Dave, I’ve been hooking you on the morphine. You need it now to be able to feel normal. Why do you think I’ve been regulating it so tightly? You start going nuts if I’m a minute late with it.” He tried to deny he was hooked, so I asked, “In the morning then, I’ll just stop giving them to you.” I saw the panic in his eyes and pointed out to him how afraid of the mere mention of doing that was affecting him. And what would it be like when he wasn’t high already and had to wonder about it.

I said how sorry I was that I hooked him like that, but I was hooked too. The need I had for controlling him sexually was so overpowering, that I needed my fix of tormenting him as much as he needed the morphine now. Then I pushed him up from me to look in my eyes so he could see how much I meant what I was about to say. “You’re my toy now, and every bit as much my property, as you are Carlos’. When I want you to satisfy my needs, I’ll have you suck a man’s cock whenever I want you to. And if I want you to swallow his come… you will. If I want to taunt and tease you, I’ll make out or fuck a guy for you to have to watch. And the part you might hate more than anything; if I ever lose my control over you… I’ll replace you.”

Dave couldn’t say a word, he was stunned. He wouldn’t fully believe me, until morning that is. I was going to make him beg for quite a while to suck cock, before I would give him a pill. Now that he knew the whole story, Dave’s training was officially over and complete.

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