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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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“SUE”

I had been up for a couple of hours before Dave came trudging gently into the kitchen. It was clear he was still extremely sore from the night before. He hadn’t said a word since we left the club. And as much as I had to admit that seeing Dave getting raped right in front of me had somehow sparked a line of new desires within me, I was absolutely seething at Carlos’ betrayal of me.

And as disturbed as I was that Carlos had gone back on our deal to leave Dave’s ass alone, I was disgusted with myself for that little part of me that got so turned on that I continued fucking Carlos as I watched my boyfriend getting raped. I felt so bad for him, yet my crotch tingled every time I thought about what I was watching. Dave and I both knew we were going to have to talk about what went on last night. I had made up my mind that Carlos was on his last strike and if he abused Dave one more time, I was going to end everything and set Carlos straight. The first strike was belittling Dave in front of Heather when I had tried so hard to give her to him as a gift. Strike two was when he broke his promise not to fuck my boyfriend yesterday.

The one thing that I kept going back to last night and this morning was how Dave had gotten off while getting his ass fucked. That was the second way I had seen him cum while performing for men. I knew that blowing a guy got him hot enough to do it, but now even as he was tormented by a cock that was obviously anything but comfortable had gotten him off. I wondered if our training of him had actually turned him bi-sexual. Again I was torn in my loyalties. On the one hand, I still loved Dave so very much and hated seeing him turned into a pussy, but on the other, I so very much enjoyed the nasty things I was forcing him to do. I knew that if we ever left Carlos and got away from this situation that I was still going to want to watch my boyfriend suck cock. It was such a fucking turn on watching him be another man’s bitch; and being coerced into it was just that much hotter for me.

I told Dave that we had to talk about everything that happened yesterday, and handed him his fix. He started to crush the pill, but I told him to take it whole so that it would last longer. He just did as he was told and that bothered me. He barely ever conversed with me anymore; he just seemed to do as he was told and nothing more. He had been the man of our house not more than a couple of weeks ago, and now I was giving the orders. If I told him to suck a man off in the mall parking lot, I knew he would do it. I love him so much. I just wish I could settle in on what it was that I really wanted from him now. Somehow I had to get him back his manhood, but I still wanted him as my toy. I was hooked now too and needed my playtime to be sexually fulfilled.

Dave seemed so surprised when I told him that Carlos only had one more chance and if he hurt him again that I was going to seek an end to everything. I don’t think he trusted me enough anymore to believe me, and I couldn’t blame him. I asked if his bottom hurt much and I got a look as if to say, “what do you think?” from him.

For some reason, I didn’t think Carlos would be by today, but he would probably prove me wrong. His sexual appetite was equal to mine and he needed his fix as much as Dave needed his morphine. The three of us were as hooked on our own drugs as much as the others.

As Dave’s fix started to kick in, he got talkative. Unfortunately, not in a good way. He did the worst thing he could by being obstinate and disrespectful to me. I was stuck in the frame of mind that I was now in charge and he was going to do as I said. Talking back to me drove me nuts and after several quips from him, I had to set him straight. When he made a remark about me being a dog to him, I snapped him back to the reality of his situation quickly.

“I’m going to go get sexy. We’re going to take a walk to the mall. When I get back, be ready to go shopping. I think you need a dog collar to show you which one of us is the dog, and which is the master.” I started to leave the kitchen, but turned and threw one last torment his way. “And that thing you said a few days ago… about pointing to a guy? You might just get to see if that works or not.” He knew what I meant. After all, he was my toy and if I pointed to a guy, I wanted to know he was going to amuse me by giving him a real life blowjob. I went nuts while I showered thinking about doing just that. By the time I had slipped on a skirt and halter, I knew I was headed out to shop for a fresh piece of meat to test my boyfriend with.

When I got back to the table, Dave was obviously very high and would follow me to the mall easily. As we walked down the roadway, I teased him about what my mind was formulating for him to do. I even asked him what kind of a guy he wanted me to pick out for him. He wouldn’t do much besides mutter a word or two, and that just got me more in the mood to play with him. Even though I knew I was going to go easy on him if luck were on my side, I taunted him with having to suck more cocks than the night before. That was the only thing that seemed to get a rise out of him. Even when I asked him what kind of a dog collar he wanted, he didn’t seem shaken.

It dawned on me as I verbally sought to demean him, that it might not be so easy to just find a guy that wanted a blowjob from another guy. The guys my outfit would be attracting would most likely want to fuck me, not get their cock sucked off by my boyfriend. When I realized that this wasn’t as easy in the real world to accomplish as in some night club, I actually told Dave my problem as if he would come up with the answer for me.

About this time, Dave started to realize his biggest problem might be facing Heather if she were working today. He begged me not to walk him by her place of business. I made him a deal that if he found himself his own meat, I wouldn’t bring him by for a slice of pizza. That got the response I had been looking for all along. Now his mind was working on pleasing me and that made me smile.

As soon as we got to the mall, guys were openly checking me out. I got a kick out of flirting back with them while Dave stood right next to me. I learned right away that there weren’t any pet supply stores in the mall, so Dave’s collar would have to wait. I walked him through the arcade and every guy in the place was checking out my skimpy outfit. I had gone without panties for so long now that I didn’t even think about how close my pussy was to the open air. But the air conditioning was keeping my nipples protruding well enough that they weren’t looking at my bottom half much anyways. I felt so evil when the younger boys stared at me, but I figured a quick thrill for them wouldn’t harm them.

Unfortunately, just as we were heading out of the arcade, three young Latino guys were hanging onto a video game. The weren’t very old, but looked like gang-bangers. When they looked at me, I suddenly felt like I was the piece of meat. They worried me greatly and I wondered if Dave would come to my rescue as he would have a few weeks ago if they bothered me. Thankfully, I wouldn’t find out because they went back to playing their game. For that matter, so did I.

Dave wasn’t being at all helpful in finding his objective, so after it seemed like we wouldn’t be able to find even a single guy for him to take care of, I lead him by Heather’s place in the mall. I was hoping that maybe she had a co-worker that would like a midday surprise. Dave was visibly shaken when he realized we were going to be heading right by the pizza place. When I stepped up to the counter and asked for Heather, I was told that it was her day off. I became somewhat dismayed at the thought that I wasn’t going to get to watch Dave do another guy. But then I caught his look. I couldn’t help but feel like he felt a little sorry for me when my last ditch effort didn’t work out. As we went back to walking the halls of the mall, I wondered if Dave even loved me anymore, or just felt sorry over what I had become. At times I was sure he hated me, but then there were times when I knew down deep we were still madly in love with each other.

We grabbed a bite to eat and Dave still wasn’t volunteering any conversation. I asked him about getting off the night before while his ass was getting assaulted. He told me it was just an involuntary reaction that he had no control over. But I remembered back several months ago when he had told me that if a guy wasn’t really turned on that he couldn’t get off, no matter what. I reminded him of that conversation and all he did was shrug his shoulders and stare at the floor.

That’s when I tested the look he had given me earlier to see if he had indeed felt sorry that I wasn’t getting my kicks at the pizza stand. I became obviously depressed that I hadn’t found him a guy to amuse me with, and after dropping several hints that I was getting really sad and discontented, he started almost sympathizing with me. Strangely enough, I didn’t take that as a sign that he was going bi, but rather that he still truly loved me and would do anything to make me happy. I flashed back to last night and remembered the smile he shot my way when he saw me fucking myself as I sat on Carlos’ lap watching him bent over the end of the couch.

“Oh, my god!” I thought. This guy I had been putting through sheer male hell while training him, did really still love me. He had to be wondering why a huge smirk had crept across my face. I had achieved the very thing I had set out to do. I had kept my boyfriend, and I got to use him to amuse myself sexually. He was putting up with the most severe humiliation and emasculating things I could think of and still hadn’t run away. About the only thing I had left to do in his training was get him to admit that he wouldn’t leave me over the obvious degradations I made him endure. I sat back in my chair, folded my arms and stared at him as he stared at the floor. I felt so empowered knowing I was in charge.

I caught a slight breeze under my skirt and realized it was because I had become rather wet and my baldness was amplifying the effect. I was becoming my evil thinking self and knew I had to force him to suck a guy off. Any guy would do, I just had to see him work for me. I decided to take him back to the arcade and see if one of the younger boys that had checked me out earlier wanted to get off. I figured that maybe as horny as boys got, that maybe I could talk one of them into feeding Dave for me if I let him peek at me while he did it. It occurred to me that up until this point that Dave had only ‘entertained’ men and that it would be pretty neat to see him doing a guy even smaller than himself. How humiliating would that be; having to do a smaller and younger guy?

I tugged Dave from his seat and pulled him toward the arcade.

When we walked in, the three Latino gang-bangers were still playing the machine by the entrance and only stopped long enough to check me out. They looked intimidated by Dave, because they didn’t make any overt gestures. I guess it was my petite size that worried me so much, but I had heard the rigors that gang members would put girls like me through and certainly didn’t want to chance being outsized and outnumbered. I walked with Dave to the rear of the place and was so let down to see that there wasn’t anyone else in the place. I was so horny now that I wanted to cry. And then as if to spur me on almost, Dave said, “Too bad, I guess you don’t get to embarrass me today.”

After what I had been thinking the last half hour, his sarcasm set off my dark side and I became determined that he was going to suck a guy off for me. I decided that we would walk home and I was going to call Carlos. If he couldn’t come over, then I would ask him to send his driver to fuck my Dave’s mouth. One way or another, Dave was going to get his mouth fucked, and fast.

I guess my need to control Dave overcame my fears. When we walked toward the Latinos, one of them elbowed the guy playing the video. They all checked me out again, and I decided to play one of the games just down from them. I started to wonder if I got them hot enough if I could control them as well as Dave. I had heard stories about how bikers got a gang mentality when sexually aroused and would use the nearest hole to get off with no matter what sex it belonged to. Maybe I could get them to help me out without getting myself raped at the same time.

I told Dave to play the game and show me how to play. I really wanted to keep him busy as I turned my back to them so they could check out my ass really well. I noticed I could see the guys in the reflection of the screen and started to do things to see just how horny they might be. I could tell by Dave’s glance at them that he was becoming rather apprehensive as he realized I was targeting them. I knocked one of the quarters off the machine that Dave had set there so that I could bend over to pick it up. It was such a turn on when I heard their quick utterances to each other when they got a clear look at my bare ass as my skirt crept up. When I stood and smoothed my skirt back down, I made a clear production at rubbing my hands over my ass once. I turned to give their faces a thorough going over to see if I had enticed them and sure enough, they were all staring a hole into my body.

All it took was one friendly smile to invite them to become bold enough to hit on me. The three of them migrated to the machine next to ours and started talking loud enough for us to hear what they were saying. While Dave tried his best to keep his mind on his game, I turned to flirt with my targeted males. One of them reached out and rubbed his hand across my bare tummy and seemed amazed when I didn’t hit his hand away. I was sure that caused them all to get very hard, but I wanted them to be so horny that they would accept whatever I would give them for relief. I turned back to watch Dave and it was only a few seconds before I felt a hand on my leg. When I didn’t budge, it slowly felt its way right up to my now extremely wet lips. My reaction was to slightly spread my legs for him to get a better feel of me. I couldn’t tell if I was getting wetter from getting felt up in public, or if it was because I was coming close to watching my guy obey my twisted commands.

I could tell without even looking that they were all taking a turn at feeling my cunt. Every second was bringing them closer to being unable to say no to anything I asked of them. Then it was my turn to talk loudly enough for them to overhear me.

“I think these boys are getting a little too horny hun. Maybe we should leave?” Dave knew I was preparing them for an assault on him and couldn’t focus on the game anymore. That’s when one of them stood directly behind me and ran his hands up under my top to grab at my tits. He ground his hips at my ass and groped me freely. I pretended that this was as natural a thing to have happen as the sun coming up in the morning. He laid his chin on my shoulder as he felt me up and asked what Dave was to me. I quietly stated that he was my boyfriend, but because he had cheated on me that I wanted to punish him. The boys gave him a hard time about being so dumb. They switched places and a second guy started on me in the same fashion. It was so hard holding still for his groping and fondling of me, and all I could do was stare at Dave’s face as it became more pained at knowing an assault was getting closer.

I finally asked if they were so horny, would they like to get their little pricks sucked off. I never took my eyes off Dave and knew by demeaning their size that that in itself would spur them on to proving their manhood. They answered that they certainly would love to prove to me that they had enough size to choke a horse, and that’s when I turned to finally face them.

I asked them, “Would you really like to prove that?”

One of them responded by grabbing at my pussy roughly and fingering me while saying he sure would. I pushed down on his wrist until his hand slipped away from me and wrinkled my nose at him. I leaned into him and whispered how he could get his wish, but not with me. When he looked stunned, I shot a quick look at Dave. The gang mentality had certainly set in, because his response was, “He really did piss you off, didn’t he?” And then he eyed Dave himself.

All three of them were smaller than Dave, but probably pretty scrappy. I walked them away from earshot of Dave and gave them the lowdown. If they found a safe place where we wouldn’t be bothered, concentrated on getting what they wanted from Dave without really hurting him, I’d make sure they all got blowjobs. They kept going back to wanting to fuck me, but I told them that would be rape and I wouldn’t tolerate it. I issued a last offer to have their way with Dave, leave me alone, or I’d leave them right off.

I went back to Dave and they talked amongst themselves for a minute. Then one of them left and the other two came back to us. One of them said we had a deal, but they wanted to be able to keep feeling me up while it happened to keep them enticed. I readily agreed and he responded by asking Dave, “So, amigo, you ready to swallow my dick. My friends and I will teach you why you shouldn’t cheat on a sweet little thing like this.”

I knew the one that had left was finding us a place, but I had reservations about whether he was going to find something acceptable to me. For Dave, it was a very long couple of minutes until he came back. He was being taunted and teased by both of the guys and asked perverse questions he could only ignore. The guy that came back had on a wicked smile that told me he had a nice place to take us. He said something in Spanish to his friends and then I was told that we had a very safe place to go to. The guy had a friend at a small clothes shop that was going to let us use the back room of his store.

I said, “Let’s go!” and started to walk away. Dave didn’t move, so two of the guys helped him get started. He didn’t really give them any trouble, but hesitated all the way to the store. When we walked in, the clerk had a huge smile on his face as he looked at Dave, but then became consumed at my form. Dave was ushered into the back room in front of all of us, and I found a guy’s arm around my waist walking me into the back as well. I quickly took note that it would be very easy to scream rape if they went too far, so I felt at ease with the situation.

The guys decided on a spot away from the opening to the front of the store, and started to work Dave to his knees. When I saw one of the guy’s pants falling to the floor, I smiled a broad grin. I had succeeded in my quest. It took the two guys a bit to get Dave to start cooperating, and I was getting fingered from behind. The boy’s hand going between my cheeks felt so wild that I almost wished I hadn’t of said they couldn’t fuck me. As I adjusted my stance so the fingers trying to probe me had a better aim, I couldn’t pry my eyes away from Dave’s distorted face. I felt so powerful seeing my boyfriend being used as a cocksucker and knowing it was because of me that he was in that position. I couldn’t wait to see the guy cum and see what he made Dave do with it. All these guys were pretty young, so I wondered if it was in them to want to make him swallow their cum or not.

I couldn’t see Dave’s face, so I asked the guy fingering me to have them move around some. He told the guy in Spanish to give me a better show and as he continued fucking Dave’s mouth, he spun the two of them around which provided me with a much better view. I could see Dave wasn’t moving much. Instead he was sort of just allowing the guy to use his mouth like a pussy. I could see his head snapping back with each thrust and his hands were on the guys legs trying to control his depth. He had his eyes closed, so I wondered if he was trying to get off. I asked the third boy to pull his pants down so I could see if he was hard, and sure enough, he was very hard.

“You’re doing a great job, sweetie. Don’t forget to suck his balls a little.” I got hot just telling him what to do. I reached down and placed both of my hands over the one fingering me. The hand coming between my legs from my rear had me leaking like crazy, and as I held it tighter to me I started to squat onto his fingers. I went nuts seeing the guy pushing Dave’s head down to lick and suck his balls, and then I asked the guy if he was enjoying himself. His gestures alone told me he did.

I purposely decided not to tell the gang what they should do when they dumped their loads. I wanted to be as surprised as Dave. It didn’t matter much if he was forced to swallow it, simply catch it in his mouth, or if they chose to do that male humiliation thing and spray it all over his face. The act of sucking them off was the real thrill. Just knowing that they were completing this biological happenstance because of Dave’s efforts was the real turn on. The degradation that my boyfriend had to face in having to put another male’s prick in his mouth and baby it until it was coerced into ejaculating for him was the gold medal of triumph for me.

I was beginning to notice that my control over Dave was so exhilarating and the only thing that made it improve in scope was making it as nasty and as humiliating for his manhood as possible. It was an aphrodisiac unlike any I ever heard of, and I would go on in life and advise any girl that wanted the ultimate thrill in sex to try forcing her boyfriend to suck cock just once. Heather had been a great example of that. She saw Dave go from fucking the hell out of her to being forced between Carlos’ legs, which instantly hooked her on giving her own thrilling instructions to Dave to humiliate himself for her pleasure.

As far as Dave went, I was already rather sure that I wasn’t going to lose him because of what I was doing to him. After all, he wasn’t really being hurt; he was just being taken for a walk on a really dark side of the street. I wasn’t crying over the immigrants that had had their way with me twice already. So why should he? And the real topper to all this new behavior I was adapting to was that I had now seen my love cream himself several times while in the midst of making other men get off. Knowing that he was still an amazing fuck himself, I knew he wasn’t turning gay. And I have always fantasized about having a boyfriend that was bi. True, I thought it would be mostly me doing two guys, but this situation was proving to keep me much wetter and hornier than anything I had imagined before coming to the south.

I snapped back to Dave and heard the two males around him auguring about taking turns, hurrying up, or something along those lines. That’s when I noticed my sweet guy kept dropping his hand to his own cock and taking a few rubs of it. He was so horny himself and was trying to make himself cum. I instantly wanted to frustrate his effort and make him at least wait until the last blowjob, so I pulled off the hand I had been enjoying and went to Dave’s side. I guess the guy got flustered by his friend’s impatience and was fucking my guy’s mouth like a machine. It was plain to see he was having trouble getting off on a man’s mouth, but he closed his eyes and pumped vigorously at him until I saw his face tighten into a very satisfied mask of elation.

I heard Dave gurgling and make that face of his that said he was trying to keep from swallowing. But before the guy finished, he pulled from Dave’s mouth and shot a couple of nice squirts onto his face. It was so fucking awesome seeing him denigrate the male before him by cumming on him. He took a verbal jab at him by telling him that that was what he deserved for cheating on me. I wondered why Dave wasn’t telling them that I had made that part up. I guess he figured he was stuck sucking these boys off for me, so why fight it.

The guy that had been waiting his turn pushed the first guy away and bent his taut little prick down to meet Dave’s mouth. This guy didn’t have much in the way of size and was clearly the smallest prick I had seen Dave suck on, but he was hard as a spike and randy as a sailor on leave. He grabbed onto Dave’s hair and head so hard, and began barking orders at him. I could see Dave was getting horny again, so I chimed in with words to keep him off track. Poor Dave wanted to get himself off so bad that I was determined to keep him from doing it. I was going to let him cum, but I knew I was going to find a special way of doing that; but only after these gang-bangers were done and gone.

It took less than two minutes for my boyfriends’ new tormentor to cum. He must not have gotten any for some time, because he latched onto Dave and pushed as deep as he could as he grunted his moans of delight. I saw Dave choke down one swallow and knew he had at least one good taste of sperm today. But he gagged furiously on it and yanked off the cock in him. The two guys gave him a really hard time about being sloppy.

While the last guy got in front of Dave, the first guy came over to enjoy my goodies for a bit while his friend brought it all to a finish. I kept a good eye on Dave as he was getting fucked to make sure he didn’t cum himself. I loved his efforts at trying though and smiled at the thought of what I was putting him through. I gave the guy a lot of instructions to please myself. Dave was finally twisting his head to see the massive delight on my face. He kept peeking at me throughout his last blowjob. Oh what he must be thinking of me.

I made Dave bathe his balls for quite a while as the boys gave him a really hard time over all this humiliation. And when Dave saw the second guy come over and start helping his friend feel me up I could see him getting mad. It seemed so weird that after everything I was putting him through, he still had that animalistic sense of jealousy that outweighed them all. That actually made me feel pretty neat.

Again my mind was tugged back to the guy fucking my guy’s mouth as he barked orders at him to swallow it all. I thought he was cumming as quickly as the last guy, but he actually seemed to be trying to get Dave to swallow his cock. Dave’s eyes were bugging out and I finally figured out that he was trying to get his cock into Dave’s throat. The guy’s knuckles were turning white from gripping his head and Dave really looked worried. Dave was pushing against his legs really hard, and had tears in his eyes. He had this happen to him just last night, but he was half drunk, drugged, and so defiant of me that it seemed like a feasible thing to do. But this time he had no warning and was fighting the guy to the max. Being so tensed up, there was no way he could relax enough to swallow his cock. Hell, most girls can’t do that, I doubted greatly if he could. I watched him struggling against his attacker; his choking and gagging getting worse. It was definite to me now that this guy was trying to force his cock into Dave’s throat.

I started to pull away from the guys groping at me to help him, but then his eyes opened so wide and stared at his tormentor’s face. I could see the bulge in his throat and knew the guy had got it in. I paused in a fixed stare being unable to move. I couldn’t decide if I should stop what I feared was hurting Dave, or let this boy teach him to do what had to be the nastiest, most perverse act I had yet witnessed Dave going through. Last night I had helped encourage him to learn to deep throat a man, but now he was learning what it was like to get his throat raped. The difference isn’t nearly as subtle when it’s right in your face. And I felt awful standing there and not helping him, but watching it happen was so fucking hot I couldn’t move.

It wasn’t until I saw tears streaming from his eyes that I finally tried to rescue him.

I tried bargaining for his release by telling the guy that he could fuck me instead. But it was like he couldn’t hear me. Dave was so scared that he couldn’t breathe that his fingers were stretched straight out on both hands and he was holding still so he wouldn’t hurt himself. The Latino was having so much fun forcing this white guy to suck him so thoroughly that there was no stopping him. He did start letting Dave catch his breath, but would immediately penetrate his throat again and again. My mind raced back to last night when Dave had passed out and I watched to make sure he was getting enough air today. Last night I hadn’t noticed until the man had finished cumming that Dave had passed out, and then it was only because I saw the cum draining from his mouth in such an odd manor. I even mentioned to Dave when we got home that he had to pay more attention to his breathing when he gave head.

Dave was making the most awful gagging sounds from his throat, but as I watched closely I really didn’t feel as if he needed my intervention. He was starting to handle the obtrusive item being forced down his throat. And even though he glanced at me with pleading eyes, I wanted him to be able to handle the situation on his own. He may have been at a major disadvantage because of being on his knees, but I knew he was stronger than his attacker, so if he really needed his rapist to stop, he could make him at any time. Instead, as he struggled to accomplish his mission, I went back to enjoying the wild groping hands that had never stopped feeling my body parts. But no matter what my guys were doing to me, I couldn’t pry my own eyes from the sight before me. My extremely well trained boyfriend was playing his new role so amazingly well, albeit against his own personal desires, and he was being such a good boy about it. Especially since he could hardly breathe.

I could have watched his tormented face for so much longer, but the guy was making it very obvious that he was about to cum. That was the only time Dave started to really fight back. Knowing that he only had about thirty seconds left to endure, I let the gang-banger finish the way he wanted to and kept quiet. Dave was pushing so hard against the guy that his fingers were buried into the guy’s legs. But he had an excellent grip on Dave’s head and demanded that he suck it down his throat. I could see he was trying to force his cock into his throat one last time and he was getting very angry that Dave wasn’t allowing him to do it. But finally, Dave got impaled, went limp in the guy’s hands and accepted the sperm being deposited into his throat. As I watched Dave close his eyes, it was impossible not to notice that his own cock started to stand up against his body. He had been only half-hard, but now as he was drinking from this boy’s cock, he got a raging hardon.

I saw Dave’s hands soften their grip, and then fall to his side. I screamed at the guy to let him breathe and he must have gotten scared himself and pulled his cock out. I ran over to him and saw him taking long, gulping breaths. At first I was so relieved, but when I saw semen running from his mouth on each exhale, I laughed a little. All of the Latinos were getting scared and disappeared before I turned back around. I helped Dave pull his pants back up, wiped his face a little, and got him to his feet. He seemed genuinely happy that I was helping him, and that made me feel so much better about what I had just put him through. I kissed a clean spot on the side of his face and told him he was going to get a huge reward for all he had just done.

I started walking him out of the back room and we were met at the doorway by the clerk. I knew he had been peaking back now and then, so I wasn’t surprised when he asked for a turn. I told him that he wasn’t part of the bargain, but that I would bring Dave back for him in a few days if he kept it all quiet. That was an easy bargain to live up to, we didn’t know anyone down here anyway.

We walked home and I talked to Dave all the way about how sorry I was, but as my toy, he was going to have to get use to it. He shot me a bitter look, but I knew what I had seen, and he still didn’t hate me. I promised that as soon as we got home that he could get off himself. Little did he know that I wasn’t through torturing him myself just yet. He asked for his next pill all the way back.

As soon as we got in the kitchen, I told him he had to earn his next pill. He didn’t like that much, and said he had already earned it. I informed him that as soon as he came in his pants, I’d give him a pill. Since he looked so stupefied, I helped him get started and told him the rules as we got into it. He couldn’t use his hands at all on himself, and he had to leave his pants on. I rubbed his cock roughly through his pants, and then coxed him into rubbing himself against my leg as I stretched it out for him. He was bashful at first, but when he got hard, he started to do it pretty well.

I flipped around and bent over at the waist, and pulled him into my backside. He got the idea and started to hump at my ass. It was such a wild feeling and I knew it wouldn’t take much to make me have an orgasm after everything I had seen so far. I grabbed his hands as I was getting banged forward and pushed them under my top. He felt my boobs really well, and I had almost forgotten what a gentle but assertive groping felt like. I was feeling great, but I knew he was lacking some inspiration. That’s when I started telling him what I thought was so wonderful about what I had just witnessed.

I told him about his facial expressions and what they said to me as I watched him enduring the rigors of getting his face fucked over and over. I was becoming uncomfortable bent over in the middle of the room, so I guided the two of us to the edge of the table and used it to hold myself up. Then I went back to how hot it got me when I had seen the bulge in his throat from the guys’ prick in it. Even though I asked him what it had felt like to him, I knew he wouldn’t answer. That wasn’t the point of my question, or for that matter, any of my questions. I wanted him to realize the answers for himself. After all, I had seen his face and knew him well enough to know what was going on. And I was sure he would die before admitting a thing to me.

It was becoming impossible to believe the quiet in the room as Dave rubbed himself against me. Only soft, but very intense moans were coming from Dave. It felt so weird holding still while he did nothing more but rub himself up against the cheeks of my ass; first one side, then the other. But it was very clear that he was going to be able to get himself off; I just needed to finish placing him in the right mindset. I told him to continue humping no matter what, and started to twist away from him. As my tits fell away from his grasp, I turned to place the front of my right legs into his crotch. I let him hump against that for a moment before sliding my hand in between his crotch and my leg. As I took my leg away, I pushed my arm down until I was kneeling on the floor and he was rubbing himself very roughly against my shoulder. All the while I was reminding him of the different things I had just put him through.

When I started describing how tormented he looked as he was walked through the mall, he went nuts rubbing against me. That’s when I reversed the roles a little and slowly worked my own body around until he was humping against the side of my neck, then against my face.

“Can you imagine how much fun they had when you were down here and they forced their cocks into your mouth?” I knew he was reliving the experience through me now, and his hands went to the back of my head, but I demanded he take his hands away. He did, but he was so very frustrated with that command. I taunted him verbally for a couple of more minutes as he rubbed himself in every awkward manner possible against my mouth and face. When I looked up and saw his eyes flickering as if in the midst of a delightful dream, I quickly pulled my head away from him. He grabbed for me because he was so close to cumming, but instead I demanded he finish with nothing more than by humping into the air. I pulled on his arm until he was kneeling on the floor beside me. His humping motions never stopped. He knew he could cum this way now and was giving it his best shot. I kept prompting him to finish with what I considered to be the most intoxicating thoughts to him.

When I asked him what it felt like to get his mouth raped, his throat impaled, he grunted in a way that sounded like extreme anger. I knew he was at the brink, so I bent over and when I was sure he couldn’t possibly stop, I whispered into his ear. “You’re such a perfect little faggot for me. Come on sissy; show me how much you love me. Cum in your pants for me. Think about all the cock you’re going to suck for me and all the nasty little…”

I fell back a little as Dave bent over and I watched as he was on all fours, obviously squeezing out his last drops of cum. He had done it! Without using his hands at all, he had made himself cum for me. I reached under him and started squishing his crotch, making the biggest and wettest mess I could of him. I could barely feel the wetness through the denim, but the heat emanating from him was so wild.

When he caught his breath, he rolled over and lay on the floor looking up at me. He asked why I had to call him those things as he got off. I got down beside him and started kissing his face and neck. I told him he knew how much I loved playing with him. Making him my bitch was the greatest aphrodisiac in the world. I told him how happy it made me to have my own sissy to make my sex life the greatest any girl ever had. And then I told him how making him suck another man’s cock was the pinnacle of heat for me. I leaned over him, stared into his eyes, and kissed him deeply. But as soon as I got a taste of what had been in there, I pulled away. I must have had the most evil smile on my face ever when I said, “Grooossss! You taste like you’re been letting an army of guys cum in your mouth. Go brush your teeth and your whole mouth. You’re going to fuck the hell out of me now and I don’t want to know what your boyfriends taste like.”

He got mad that I was so disgusted by the taste of what I was so easily making him accept, and eat. But that went to the control of my toy, and I wasn’t about to let that get by me. He got happy again when he saw me extend my hand and drop one pill from it.

“Dave”

I feared seeing Sue after last night. I knew she would be all horny and happy at what I had gone through at the club. She was having so much fun being such a mega bitch to me. My ass was sore, my mouth ached, and my dignity was non-existent. She had a huge smile on when she saw me walking gingerly into the kitchen.

The secret didn’t last long. Carlos probably would have waited weeks before telling her about me getting fucked by John, his driver. But when I became obstinate towards him, I guess he just had to retaliate by getting me raped again in front of her. I just wanted my fix so the pain in my ass would go away. Once again she wanted to talk about our situation, but I didn’t want to, at least not yet. She thought of me as her toy, and made me perform for her as if I were a fucking sissy and it pissed me off to no end. I was going to find a way out of this hell.

Again she wanted to talk about all the shit she had been putting me through and she just angered me. He said something about Carlos being on his last strike, but little did she know she was as well. When my morning pill started kicking in and I could move about more freely, I started feeding her a bunch of shit. I had lost the ability to know when she was getting mad. It use to take a long time to build up in her, but lately it seemed to take so much less to get her to do a one-eighty. And I went too far. I just should have kept my mouth shut and waited for my opportunity to leave. She informed me that she was going to walk me to the mall for punishment for being disrespectful to her. I almost tried to talk her out of it, but that would only mean she would win. I’m not sure if it was the drugs or her training of me, but I decided it was still easier to put up with momentary humiliation over her ability to win.

Sue tortured me verbally with all kinds of scenarios on the way to the mall. When she asked for my preference for dog collars, I refused to answer her. She seemed to be becoming quite a master at humiliating me. When she read the kiosk for a pet store, I was pleasantly surprised that there were none. The mall was fairly empty and I smiled to myself every time she got frustrated at being unable to find a guy to help humiliate me. She even went as far as to look into the arcade and I wondered if she was so desperate to humiliate me that she would involve the age of someone that would be in there during the day. Luckily there were only a few young guys hanging out and I could tell they scared her by how hard she held onto my arm. When she was about to give up, she dragged me to where Heather worked. I almost laughed out loud when we found out she wasn’t working today. I was so happy to hear that. It was bad enough to be forced to do so many degrading things in front of other males, but I cringed at the thought of another female seeing my mental castration.

She told me we were going to walk through the arcade one more time and if we didn’t find a suitable man for me that we would be leaving for the house. I finally started feeling good about this expedition, but all too soon. We passed the same three guys that had been there earlier, but this time Sue didn’t seem so frightened of them. After we looked in the rear of the room, she stopped a few machines from them, and told me to show her how to play one of the games. I knew it was for a reason, but I certainly didn’t believe she would get these obvious bangers in on her twisted ideas. But as I started to play, it was clear to me that she was flirting with them. It wasn’t long before they had come next to us and I shot her a pleading look to stop her. She either didn’t notice, or didn’t care; she was busy with her hunt. It was only minutes before she had arranged for them to have at me, and I almost ran as they took us to a clothing shop and forced me into the back room. None of these guys were very big, but the three of them together probably couldn’t have taken me.

Even as two of them started to get me into position for what Sue had promised them, I got pissed as she so freely let their leader feel her up. I took some satisfaction in the fact that no matter what she was getting from him, her eyes never left me for more than a few seconds. It almost seemed mechanical the way I was starting to suck on any cock that was placed in front of my mouth, but it wasn’t nearly as hard to do these days. While I was sucking on the first guy, I saw the heat building in her eyes as the guy got me to do every little thing I was told to do. For some unexplained reason, that seemed to get me rather horny and I felt my cock engorging with blood. That’s when the bitch really came out in her and she had the other guy pull my pants down. Being forced to give these guys all blowjobs wasn’t enough for her, she wanted to embarrass me further by showing them I had a hardon. She didn’t even realize why I had one. The guy wasn’t very easy to get off, and I would rub my balls a little to keep myself into it, but I stopped when she caught me doing it.

I finished the first banger fairly easily, but he was into humiliating his victim as much as Sue was, because he made sure to cum all over my face. I left it there so Sue could see her success. When the second guy took his place in front of me, I almost laughed at the tiny little prick he had. I decided I didn’t have much to laugh at because after all, I was going to be the one sucking him off. I must admit that after all the pricks that had been in my mouth over the last two weeks, it was pretty wild sucking on such a small one. It was amazingly hard and he fucked my lips fast and hard. He seemed to need to get off so bad that I actually tried to get him off for his sake alone. Within a minute or so, he grabbed my head really hard and forced a wad of his semen into my throat. It must have been really thick or a lot of it, because it caused me to choke uncontrollably. While I was bent over trying to cough it out of my airway, I could feel him shooting the rest of his load on the top of my head and neck.

Before I got myself breathing normally, their leader came over to me and started forcing me to suck his cock. That wasn’t good enough for Sue, so she had me suck and lick his balls for what seemed like a small eternity. All the bangers and Sue were throwing slurs at me and I almost felt relieved when he forced his cock back into my mouth. But after a while, he wanted much more. He held onto my head so hard and forced his cock to the back of my throat. I flashed back to the night before when Sue had encouraged that guy to teach me to deep throat him. I could tell this kid was trying to get me to do the same thing himself. I simply wasn’t ready for that and wasn’t going to let him do that to me.

I struggled against him to try to show him he wasn’t going to do what he had in mind, but this little fucker was stronger than I had given him credit for earlier. My hair was hurting so much that as I tried to reach back to release his grip on me, he thrust so hard into me that the head of his cock popped into my throat and I immediately felt the fear of losing my airway. I held still hoping that he hadn’t torn any of my muscles, and when he withdrew, I continued holding still for him. He knew he could get it down my throat once, so I knew he wasn’t going to stop trying. I was paralyzed with fear of what he might do if I moved; all I could do was wait for it to happen again.

Last night I had almost wanted to do this to piss off Sue, but now it was being forced on me and it had me so frigging scared. Then I felt it being forced back into my throat as he was demanding me to swallow it for him. It went much deeper the second time and I tried twisting to ease the direction of it. I fought my own mind to try to relax my throat as I had done last night, but I was too afraid of what was actually going on to do it. I couldn’t get enough air in between his intrusions and started to feel faint. When he showed signs of getting off, I knew I could make it and held still for him. When I heard his grunts of relieving himself in me, I could feel the warmth of his cum shooting into my throat. The last thing I remember was thinking he was taking too long to finish. The next thing I knew, I saw the three of them walking out to the front of the shop.

Sue cleaned me up some and helped me get my pants back up. As we walked towards the front of the shop ourselves, the clerk that had let them use his store to assault me stopped us. He wanted a blowjob too, but Sue told him he would have to wait for another time. It bothered me that instead of just saying no to him, she almost made an appointment for him to use me.

It seemed to take forever to get back home. All the way Sue was trying to make me feel better by telling me she would let me get off when we got home. But there was something about the way she kept putting it that made me aware that she wasn’t going to make it easy on me. It sort of freaked me out when she told me she knew how much I wanted to cum while I sucked off the boys. I realized how right she was and decided it must be that I was getting so use to giving blowjobs, that I was beginning to think of it as an alternative way of getting sex for myself. It seemed natural to want to get off myself if I was going to be getting off another man.

It was clear she wasn’t through embarrassing me as soon as we got home. Even though it was time for another pill, she said she was going to withhold it until I came in my pants. At first I thought I heard her wrong, but she was demanding that I rub myself into cumming. I had been learning that it didn’t necessarily take a mouth, cunt, or even a hand to cum over the past week. But it still seemed quite bazaar to think I might be able to get off the way she was asking of me.

I have to hand it to her. At least she was helping me by letting me rub my crotch against her ass and even let me feel her tits some. I knew if I had her in this position long enough, that I would be able to cum. But wouldn’t you know, she decided to keep moving around so I had to keep humping at different parts of her body. I don’t know how, but she was keeping me very interested in doing my best to prove her right. It bothered me greatly though when I was so close to cumming and she started to tell me her version of the events she had just witnessed. She was so ecstatic telling me how thrilled she was to see me performing for her so well. She claimed I was taking to my training like a real pro and that I should be proud of myself for how well I was learning to suck cock, and eat the cum the men provided for me.

I ached mentally when just as her words taunted and humiliated me into cumming, she just had to go and pronounce herself as the victor over me again. Even as I felt my cum soaking my underwear, she just had to call me a fag and a sissy. I fell onto my hands and knees while my cock finished draining into my shorts, and I heard her stating the obvious; that I was her sissy, her faggot, and that I was taking to my training so well. As much as I hated her for what she was saying, my mind flashed back to the bill of sale I had written to hand myself over as if I were a piece of property to Carlos. Somehow she was taking over my free will and doing exactly as she had been telling me she would do. I was becoming a toy for her amusement, and I could feel I was beginning to accept the role she was laying out for me.

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