Date: Thu, 14 Apr 2005 20:47:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: J J <cck_slut@yahoo.com>
Subject: Oops 2

My heart dropped when my professor let us out of my
last class. I knew that I had to go over there, and
didn't want to risk pissing them off by going later.
After dropping my books in my room I walked over to
the site, and knocked on the front door. The foreman
answered with a smile, "I'm glad you came slut, we're
gonna have a lot of fun with you."

With that he led me into the house, stopping in the
living room. Laid on a small table that was set up
there was a bundle of clothes. He ordered me to change
and go out to the back yard quickly and then he left.
I looked at the bundle and started going through the
clothes. There was a short black skirt, a black thong
and stockings, and a pink tank top. There was also a
bra that looked really thick for some reason. Set
aside from the clothes was a brown shoulder length
wig. I dressed as quickly as I could and it was then
that I realized why the bra was so thick. Looking in a
mirror, it looked like I had b or c cup tits. Even
with the wig, however, I still looked like a guy.
After working out every day at the gym I had a solid
body even if not in perfect shape. I walked to the
door to the backyard, and sitting by it I noticed a
pair of black 4 inch heels. I knew I had to put them
on, but as soon as I did, I knew I had sunk to a new
low.

I stepped out into the backyard to the catcalls of the
construction workers. They were working on adding a
cement pathway around the yard as well as a wooden
gazebo in the middle of the large lawn. The foreman
walked up behind me and before I could stop him had
pulled my arms back and cuffed my wrists together. He
then buckled a leather collar around my throat and
snapped a leash on.

"What took you so long slut? You're going to have to
be punished for that."

I opened my mouth to protest, but had a round rubber
ball pushed in before I could say anything. He buckled
the ball gag behind my head and then led me by the
leash to the gazebo. He left me in the center of the
platform as he reached up and pulled down a hook that
appeared to be attached to a pulley on the ceiling. He
brought the hook down behind me and I couldn't see
what he was doing but soon figured it out as he
started hauling down on the other end of the rope
causing my arms to rise up until I was bent 90 degrees
at the waist. The next thing I felt was my legs being
pulled apart, and looking down I saw the foreman
attaching leather cuffs to them and then padlocking
them to eyebolts in the floor about 3 feet apart. I
could hear him moving around behind me and had no idea
what was going on, until,

"I think a nice lashing should make you more punctual
next time whore. So you are going to get 50 lashes
from my belt this time, and 100 if you ever do it
again."

The first lash came as a complete surprise. The belt
felt like it was at least an inch and a half wide as
it smacked down onto my ass. The blows started raining
down on me quickly and I was screaming into the gag
before 10th one. They kept coming though, and all I
could do was scream and try to move.  By the time the
last blow hit me my ass was on fire and tears were
streaming from my eyes.

The foreman stepped up in front of me and I could see
the smile on his face as he unbuttoned his already
unbelted pants. He then reached behind my head and
undid the gag and pulled it out. He then pulled out
his cock leaving no doubt as to what it was that he
wanted. He held onto both ends of the belt with the
middle of it going behind my head, and started pulling
me forward, stretching out my arms. Soon his cock was
at my lips and both them and my eyes were clenched
shut. I new it would just upset him, but I couldn't do
it. It wasn't until I felt someone grab one of my
nipples and twist hard that he got what I wanted. I
opened my mouth in pain and surprise at the pinch, but
before I could make a sound, the foreman had his cock
lodged in my throat. Soon he was pumping in and out of
my mouth like he had the night before. When he hit the
back of my throat I thought he would stop, but I was
wrong. He kept pushing deeper and deeper until I
thought my throat was going to split open, until he
pushed all the way in. I rested there for a second,
with my nose in his pubes and his balls resting
against my chin. I couldn't breathe, and thought I was
going to suffocate, until he finally pulled out. He
started skull fucking my again, using the belt as
handles. The humiliation lasted about 4 or 5 minutes
before hr finally shoved all the way into my throat
and I could feel him spraying his seed. After a few
seconds he finally pulled out leaving me gasping for
air. He redid his pants and then just went back to
work leaving me hanging there.

I couldn't believe it. Here I was, tied up in a gazebo
with my ass sticking out wearing a pink shirt and
miniskirt, a thong, stockings, high heels, and looking
like I had real tits, and I had just had my mouth
raped like a cheap whore. And seeing as I was being
paid for it, that was exactly what I was.

I spent the rest of the afternoon standing there tied
up like that for anyone to see. Whenever anyone would
get a break there were sure to come over and use there
whore. By the time they let me go, I had blown each of
them during their break and again when they finished
for the night. Finally the foreman came over and let
my arms down. The pain was excruciating as the blood
rushed back into them, but at least I could stand up
straight after being bent over for 4 hours. He tossed
me my clothes, told me to leave the other clothes on
the back porch, and to be back tomorrow, and then just
left me to deal with my pain and humiliation.


Hope you liked the story. please email me to tell me
what you think. cck_slut@yahoo.com