Date: Sun, 4 Jul 2010 12:57:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: AltErik <darkprince67@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gym Submission Part 4

Gym Submission 4
By AltErik (aka DarkPrince67)
darkprince67@yahoo.com

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Usual disclaimers, though if you are already browsing stories on this site, you
must have an idea what you're getting into by now. ;-)

This story contains Male/Male sex and Dominant/Submissive themes, so if this is
a problem . . . wave off!

This story is fictional story based on a fantasy of mine. I hope you enjoy it
and feel free to send your thoughts, dirty as they no doubt are. It's always
good to get feedback!
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It didn't hit me till I walked into the gym. Oh, fuck! I stumbled to a stop.
Valerie was meeting me at the gym tonight. Oh, Fuck! I looked down at my
'outfit' again. Feminine, heather gray, shorts with pink trim and a matching
pink shirt. Pink trimmed ankle socks and shoes. Then, of course, were the items
underneath it all. The pink thong and butt plug nestled inside me. I felt a wave
of panic. I could delay the questions about my shaved body, or at least explain
them as a kinky experiment. But the cloths were another matter completely. I
debated getting back in the car and going home.

I was still stopped in front of the desk, working up a good panic attack when
Lisa seemed to appear in front of me out of nowhere. She was in a similar outfit
from yesterday. Orange trimmed sports bra/top which accentuated her full bust
and showed off her flat tummy. Skin tight lycra bottoms, also orange trimmed,
ending just below her knees. She'd obviously been working out, as her skin had a
sheen of sweat. She was so sexy, standing there with her hand resting on her
full hip.

"Doesn't Erica look cute!" She said with a smirk. I just blushed even brighter
red. She handed me a bottle of water and an iPod Shuffle. "I made a special
workout playlist just for you. You will listen to only this as soon as you start
exercising and you will continue your workout till it's done." A devilish smile
blossomed on her face. "You'll get further instructions at the end of the
recording." She then leaned in close as I looked at the innocent looking music
player in my hand. "Is Erica's pussy nice and full?"

My breath caught and it took a couple seconds to get enough moisture in my mouth
to actually talk. "Yes. I followed my instructions."

"Good girl." She said with a smile. Then put her mouth at my ear. "I bet it felt
soooo good to fill up that tight, little hole. I'm sure it reminded you of
yesterday. When it eagerly swallowed every inch of our master's cock."

I swallowed hard and felt my hole twitch around the plug in memory. Something
about the way she said 'our' master's cock gave me a thrill. She gave me a wink
and knowing smile, then turned to leave. I just watched in lust as she sauntered
back towards the aerobics area. What an amazing view it was watching her hips
swivel and sway that lusciously curvy ass. I just found myself walking in after
her. My previous concern momentarily forgotten.

I was still blushing bright red as I walked towards the men's lockers. I'd never
worn a thong before so the feeling of walking around with barely enough material
to hold my cock and balls in place was weird and not a little bit sexy. The
feeling of my bare butt brushing against the thin jersey material of the pink
trimmed shorts was keeping me very conscious of how I was dressed. Not to
mention the butt plug shifting a little with each step. I had never been more
aware of my hips and ass as now. I just hoped that the little pre-cum stain on
the shorts from the drive over wasn't clearly visible.

I tried my best to ignore the stares and surprised glances as I passed through
to the mens lockers. Of course it was worse inside. At first nobody was paying
attention, but then someone came out of the showers and saw me walk by. I could
feel his eyes run up and down me. Then I heard a wolf whistle from behind that
must have been him. I closed my eyes for a second and when I opened them
everyone was looking at me. There was probably 8 guys in various stages of dress
or undress, giving me the once-over.

"Hey, girlfriend, I think you came in the wrong door." This from a college aged
jock with just his boxers on. I looked at him and he smiled, reached into his
underwear and fished out a semi hard cock. He stroked it a few times. "Unless
you were looking for something."

My face was on fire with embarrassment and I felt short of breath. A tiny part
of my brain wondered what he would do if I dropped to my knees and started
sucking him right there. But most of my mind was just occupied with wanting to
disappear. He and the others just laughed as he put his dick away and went back
to getting dressed.   I could hear bits of conversations as I moved towards the
back. Words like, "fag", "sissy", "pussy" and "cocksucker" drifted out of the
general hum of conversation.

I quickly grabbed my towel and stowed my gym bag and headed back out. As I
walked out I had to squeeze past a group of middle aged men talking. I scooted
sideways past, facing the wall so I didn't have to look anyone in the eye. I was
surprised as they shifted a bit and I was pressed against the wall. It was only
for a second or two, but several hands groped my ass before I shifted clear. I
looked back and they were still locked in conversation, as if nothing had
happened. Heart pounding from nerves, I hurried back out to the cardio area.

So far there was no sign of Mark, and I could see Lisa through the glass,
beginning an aerobics class. I found an empty recumbent bike and sat down. The
plug shifted inside me again making me sigh and once again, I felt the distinct
sensation of pre-cum working it's way out of my cock. I looked down to see that
the little dark gray spot on my shorts was still there. And if this kept up,
would be getting bigger as I peddled. I looked around and noted I was still
getting a lot of looks. A few showed hostility or disgust, but the majority were
more curious or questioning. They just weren't sure what to make of me in my
obviously feminine attire.

My mouth was still dry, so I cracked the cap on the bottle of water Lisa gave me
and chugged about half the bottle. I then put in the ear buds and switched on
the iPod as I started peddling. There was the sound of rain slowly building in
the background. Wind in the leaves melded with the rain in a relaxing way. I
don't know how long I listened to the wind and water. So very relaxing. At some
point I thought I could hear voices, buried in the background. After a bit I
realized that it was indeed voices, but no matter how hard I strained, I
couldn't make out what they were saying. The words were at the edge of my
comprehension. But it seemed like they might be getting louder, so I kept
listening intently.

I became vaguely aware of my cock hardening in my thong and had to shift a
little to try and keep it hidden. Of course shifting only caused me to rock
against the plug. I sighed, feeling anther drop of pre-cum ooze up my shaft and
into my shorts. It felt so good and so naughty. My eyes were closed as I just
drifted there with the wind, rain and voices in the distance.

I could still taste the delivery guy's cum from earlier. My tongue swished
around my mouth in memory. I could almost feel the weight of his cock as it slid
into my mouth.  And that dirty thrill from being used like that. Yeah, it felt
good to be on my knees. Anyone could have seen me. Seen me getting my face
fucked by that black cock, like some wanton slut. I relived it in my mind.
Remembering his strong hands on my head as that magnificent cock . . .
penetrated my mouth. Another man's cock inside me. Thrusting and in control.
Using me. Hard cock. So beautiful and strong. Long, thick and powerful. Feel so
relaxed and horny. Horny from thinking about cocks? Yes, that must be it.
Thinking about a man's hard cock is making me hot. It shouldn't, but it does.
Makes my lips tingle. Lips? Because I want to . . . suck. I do like to have
something in my mouth and a cock fits perfectly.  I really like cocks, don't I?
So relaxed . . . and horny. So fucking horny!

Drifting . . . so relaxed. Soooo . . . relaxed. So . . . passive. Passive. Just
want to let things happen. To be . . . submissive. Yes, feel so submissive.
Doing what I'm told is . . . so relaxing and . . . exciting. Such a turn on to
follow along. To let others make the decisions. Don't want to be in control.
Don't want to be in charge. Relaxing to just let others guide me. Tell me what I
should do. What I should do to . . . please them. Want to please others.
Relaxing. Happy to please. Nice to do what others want. I WANT to do what others
want me to do. I am submissive. I want to do what I'm told! Yesssss. So relaxed
and submissive to what others tell me. Makes me happy to make them happy. So
nice to let others make the decisions. To be led. To be told what to do. Mmmm,
makes me horny to be told what to do.

I keep thinking about cocks. So hard and commanding. I like, no, I love cocks!
Did I always? I don't think so, but . . . why wouldn't I? A man's cock is so
powerful. A real man's cock is so strong and dominant. Cocks are dominant.  I
like dominant cocks. They tell me what to do and i like to do what I'm told.
Obey? Yes, I should always obey them. The bigger the better. So horny! For cocks
. . . Mmmm, yes. Big cocks! Big, manly cocks that dominate me. Submissive. I am
submissive. Cocks are dominant. So I am submissive to cocks! Yes, that makes
sense. I should be submissive to big cocks. It's just natural to submit to
strong, dominant male. Real men have large cocks. Natural to submit to large
cocks . . . strong men . . . real men . . . with big cocks. They deserve to be
pleasured. I have a cock, don't I? But it's not big and I'm not strong or
dominant. I am submissive. Submissive to any cock that is bigger than me. Yes!
Yes! That's it, a real man is bigger than me and dominant. Natural to submit to
cocks larger than mine. Any cock that is bigger is superior. Dominant. Powerful.
I should obey. Must obey . . . and give them pleasure.

Pleasure. To cum. Make them orgasm and empty their full balls. To cum anywhere
they want. They are in control. They command . . . dominate me.  I should make
them cum. Any time they want. I should give them pleasure . . . with my . . .
mouth. Mmmm, yes. Love cock in my mouth. Like servicing the delivery man. So
good to let a big cock into my mouth. Should always allow cocks to fill my
mouth. To suck. Love to suck . . . on hard cock! Makes me so hot! Cocks love
warm, tight places. Makes them cum so hard. I want, no . . . need to make them
cum hard. Make cocks cum hard with my mouth. How else could I make them cum?
Cocks need a tight, hot channel . . . to fill . . . to . . . penetrate. To fuck.
Yes! To Fuck. To fuck me! Fill me with hard meat. I should let them fuck me. My
tight hole is perfect for teasing the cum out of hard cocks. Women have pussies
that are designed for cock. Cocks fuck pussies. My hole can pleasure a cock. If
cocks can fuck my tight hole, is it a pussy too? Do I have a boy-pussy?! All
pussy's are designed to be filled with cock so a boy-pussy is also made for
cocks. Made to be . . . mmmm, penetrated. Filled. Fucked! I should offer my
mouth and boy-pussy to big, hard cocks. Seems natural . . . completely natural .
. .

It's natural for me. Not for a real man, but for a . . . me it is. Real men are
always dominant. Only submissive men should offer themselves to pleasure cock.
Perfectly natural for a submissive . . . . sissy, to service cocks. If it's
natural for me and natural for a sissy, then . . . am I a sissy? Sissies are
femmy, toys for real men. I want to be a toy for real men. And I like wearing
these femmy clothes. So sexy feeling. I must be a sissy. I'm a sissy boy for
strong men! Mmmm, so natural to be a sissy. And sissies need a man to fill
them.  I need big cocks to fill me. Natural to be a sissy who needs cocks to
fuck her. Proud to be a sissy. Proud to make cocks cum. To tease them with my
mouth and pussy till they pump me full of . . . of . . . cummmm. Yes, it's
natural for a sissy to make men cum. Her job is to make men cum. Thick creamy
cum. Tastes so good. Good for me. Makes me happy when men fill my body with cum.
Or cover me in it. Sissies love cum anywhere, don't they? It's just perfectly
natural to be a submissive sissy filled with cum.

Only natural to need big, cocks. Need to suck them. Natural to be fucked by
them. To give them pleasure. To tease the cum from those over-full balls. The
bigger the cocks the better. Love big cocks. Black men have large cocks. I Love
large cocks. Large, black cocks. Black men are usually bigger, aren't they?
Bigger is better. Big is superior. Black cocks are superior. Sissies are
submissive to big cocks. Black cocks are big, so sissies love black cock.
Natural for a sissy to want big cocks. Big, black cocks. Sissies love big black
cocks. I love cocks, Big cocks. I love big, black cocks. I'm a good sissy who
loves to serve Black cocks. Black men are dominant. I am submissive. A
submissive sissy. Submissive sissies need dominant, real men. Black men with
large, dominant cocks for a sissy to serve. For me to serve. I'm a sissy who
needs to serve black cocks.

Natural for me to want cock . . . want to please cocks. Natural to make them
cum. Natural to be a good sissy. I'm a good sissy who wants to make cocks cum
inside me. Cum on me. Love cum. Love cum from big cocks. Natural for a sissy to
prefer big cocks. Black cocks are big. Dominant. Submissive sissies need black
cock. Natural for a sissy like me to want big, black cocks inside me. Penetrate
me. Fill me. Fuck me. Pump me full of cum. Breed me, like a bitch. Sissy-bitch.
Mmmmm, YES! I want to be a sissy-bitch for big, black cocks like I was born to
be. I was born to service real men with my body. My purpose. Only natural . . .

So relaxing. The rain in the leaves was so relaxing that it wasn't easy to pull
myself back. I opened my eyes and stretched a bit. When I looked at the bike
readout I was stunned. I'd been riding for an hour. My pace was much slower than
usual, but I normally only ride for 20 minutes. I really got lost in that
meditation!

About that time, the recording began fading out. I was about to turn it off,
when I heard Lisa's voice come on.

"I hope you had a relaxing workout, Erica. You can skip the rest of your
routine. You WILL go to the locker room and strip. With only a towel on, you
WILL go to the steam room and wait there. Your plug WILL stay in, of course."
Crap, only a towel to hide the bright, red plug. I'll have to be careful. Her
voice came back again. "Now get your sissy butt in motion. You WILL be in the
sauna by 3:30!"  There was a little tingle when she called me a 'sissy'. Seems
like I should be bothered, but . . . I am in a thong, with a plug in my, my
pussy? And I had sucked a stranger's cock only a couple hours ago. Maybe I was a
sissy.

I looked at the clock and it was already after 3:20. I upended the water bottle
and gulped the last of it down. Then I grabbed my towel and headed to the locker
room. There were fewer men around, which was good, as I realized that there was
a huge dark spot on my crotch. What had I been thinking about to cause that? I
was able to peel the wet panties down without showing anyone the thong or the
plug. I wasn't even sure if anyone could see the plug if I wasn't bent over, but
it certainly felt like it was on display. I wrapped a towel around me, but like
most gyms, the towels weren't very big it barely made it all the way around.  So
I made my way as quickly as possible into the back, past the showers, to the
steam room.

Initially I was relieved to see that it was empty, though I also felt a little
disappointed to, though I couldn't say why exactly. It was a good sized room.
All done in green tile, even the benches. There were benches built into the
wall, all around the square room and another that ran across the middle. Between
the steam and the low lighting, it was pretty dim. The steam was thick and
seemed to swallow me up in a moist embrace. I made my way into the most shadowed
corner of the dim room and sat on the tile bench. And let out a little grunt as
the hard tile forced the plug up tight between my cheeks.

I shifted and pulled the towel out from under me and just draped it over my lap.
Leaned my head back into the corner, closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths.
It was very relaxing. The moist heat seemed to make the tension in my muscles
melt away. My ass and back felt slippery on the wet tiles. Felt kind of sexy
actually. Couldn't resist wiggling my hips a little. No idea how long I just sat
there, my mind just drifting. Could have been minutes or hours.

At some point I heard voices outside and they seemed to be getting closer.
Suddenly the door was yanked open and a group of young men seemed to almost
tumble into the room. They were all young, black men, probably early twenties at
most. I think they were the guys I sometimes saw on the basketball court. The
first thing that struck me was that they were all nude. Didn't even have towels
with them. The second thing, was that they were all well equipped. Maybe not
porn star huge, but very nice. None were hard yet they were nearly as big or
bigger than my full hard on. It was then that I realized that I already had a
hard on, probably from the idle thoughts rattling around in my head since the
day began. And that thought brought to mind Valerie's words from this morning.

I tried to steer clear of it, but the image of Valerie with these five young,
black men slipped into my brain and made my cock twitch. I carefully crossed my
legs under the towel to hide it as they took up seats in the room and paused in
their conversation. Two set on the right, two on the left and one straddled the
center bench directly in front of me. He then laid back down and crossed an arm
over his eyes. I couldn't stop my eyes from straying to his crotch. My eyes
widened as I saw it pulse and begin to harden.

"Damn, Rob! You thinking about Denise again?" One of the guys to my left said
laughing.

"Man, if Mary had an ass like Denise, you'd be dreaming about it all the time
too." Rob replied, without moving. Well, not counting his steadily rising cock,
that is. "I have never wrapped my hands around a hotter piece of ass." He
sighed. "Shame she's so stuck up about sex."

One of the guys on the left chimed in. "Don't tell me she still won't suck your
dick?" A note of surprise in his voice. "You've been going out for months!" A
couple of the other guys nodded and seemed not to be able to believe it either.

"Tell me about it! The body of a goddess and the libido of a nun." His cock was
now sticking almost straight up and throbbing in time with his heartbeat. "Only
even fucked maybe three times. Always missionary too."

"Now that does suck, man."

"And not in a good way!." Chimed in one of the other guys, making them all
laugh.

"I keep trying to get her on her hands and knees, but she keeps acting as if
it's demeaning or something. I told her I just get off better like that and how
much I would like to see her luscious ass while we fuck, but no dice!"

"That's tough. Mary may not have as good a body as Denise, but she's a little
whore in bed." They all chuckled at that.  I was still eyeing Rob's cock out of
the corner of my eye. Though I noticed that they were all getting hard now. "Not
only doesn't she mind getting on her hands and knees, getting 'dogged' is her
favorite position!"

"Hey, Rob." This from one of the guys who hadn't said anything yet, other than
to chuckle. He was sitting diagonally across from me, in the other corner of the
room. "I think you have an admirer."

My heart skipped a beat and my eyes snapped to my lap. I just stayed completely
still, as if I wasn't even aware they were in the room. But all the while my
mind was swirling. His cock was so . . . hot. I was drawn to it. The same
thought kept repeating in my head. Imagining my mouth sliding down over it. I
kept imagining myself on my knees while this handsome black stud used me. 'Black
cock.' I shivered at the thought. No one had said a word. Finally, I couldn't
take the silence any longer and glanced up. I couldn't stop myself. My eyes went
straight to his hard shaft again. Beautiful. He was now stroking it. The
thought, 'Suck it!' popped into my mind.

"Do I have something you need?" Rob asked in a neutral voice.

I looked over at him, almost startled by his voice. He was staring me straight
in the eye. No hostility, but his gaze was intent. I felt so small and weak
suddenly. He was so strong and virile. I was no match for him in any way. I knew
he was my superior. I felt . . . submissive. My eyes dropped, but my mind kept
thinking about feeling his cock in my mouth. His superior, black cock.

"It's OK if you like my cock." He paused and I looked up again. "Do you like my
big, black cock?"

My mouth was moving before my brain even engaged. "Yes." I said in a near
whisper. His eyes held me and I couldn't look away.

"Yes, what?" His eyes never wavered.

"Yes, I, uh . . . like your cock." I replied weakly. I felt passive. I knew he
was in control.

"You like my big . . . black . . . cock." He stated, stressing each word. "Now
tell me what you like."

"Yes. I really like your big, black cock." I said it with more strength, and it
felt natural to admit it. Natural to admire cocks. But I felt like I had
forgotten something. "Sir." I added and felt better.

He smiled. "Well, why don't you come over here and get a closer look."  I only
hesitated for a few seconds before I stood up. "Leave the towel." He instructed.

I dropped the towel on the bench and walked towards that wonderful cock. Black
cock. I so needed that in my mouth! I walked to the end of the bench and just
stared down at it. My own dick was throbbing.

"Sit down between my legs, so you can get a good look at a real man's cock."  I
straddled the end of the bench, my knees almost touching his legs. "You want to
suck it, don't you?"

My mouth was slightly parted and I my breath was coming in shallow pants. I
nodded.

He laughed. "Say it!"

"Yessss, I want to suck your cock." I said in a daze. I needed to suck it. It
was the only thing I could think about. I love cock.  I needed one in my mouth.
"Of course you do." He paused. "Black cock is irresistible, isn't it?"

"Yes." I nodded again. I was already leaning forward. "I love black cock." I
added in almost a whisper.

"So much bigger and more manly that your little clit." Not a question, just a
simple statement of fact.

"Uh-huh." I heard some chuckles from his friends. But it was true. His cock was
superior to mine in every way. Compared to his meaty shaft, I did have a clit.
Just like a sissy. I shivered.

"Are you a sissy?"

Was I? I was shaking with lust, my mouth already opening at the thought of
sucking a strange, black man's cock. All I wanted at that moment was to have it
filling my mouth . . . just like a good little sissy.

"Yes, sir. I am."

"All you can think about is my cock. You need your mouth full of cock don't
you?"

"Yessss." I hissed. "Let me suck your cock, please." I was lost. There was no
intellect, no logic. No thought of anything except sucking cock.

"I'm not stopping you." He said.

My mouth dropped onto his magnificent shaft and I moaned as I felt the hot,
velvety head slip between my lips. Yes, yes! I heard them all laugh, but I
didn't care. All I could focus on was this young man's meat filling my mouth. It
felt so natural to suck a man's cock. Mmmm, I love cocks! All sissies love cock.
I can't believe it took me so long to do this.  Why did it take me so many years
to discover how good it felt to suck another man's cock?! I remembered a number
of my studly friends from school. I should have been doing this all my life!
When I felt his hands on my head, I moaned again. Yes, I thought, fuck my mouth!
Fuck my sissy mouth!

"Boys, I think we have found ourselves a born sissy cocksucker." I heard one of
the guys say.

The steamy heat had all of us covered in a sheen of sweat and made me feel even
more excited. I suddenly felt damp hands slap and pinch my ass. Then a big pair
of hands grabbed me by the hips  and lifted me to my feet. I was now straddling
the bench with my mouth buried in Rob's crotch. I only had about half of his
shaft in my mouth, but I intended to take it all eventually. My senses were
whirling. Then I felt my plug, which I'd completely forgotten about after
wearing it for hours, being twisted and pulled.

"Our little white bitch came prepared!" One of them called out as he pulled the
plug partly out and then let it settle back inside, making me moan around Rob's
meat and rotate my hips. What a feeling!

 I pumped my mouth up and down on Rob's cock, guided by his big hands. My own
hands were on the edges of the tile bench for support. Again the plug was pulled
partly out then it slides back in. Fuck it felt good! Then I felt a hot shaft
lay along the top of my ass. Cock! Again the plug was jostled. I pressed my ass
back. A voice in my head cried out, 'Fuck me!' But with my mouth full, all I
could do was moan louder.

"Enough play." One of them said from behind me. He slowly pulled the plug all
the way out. I felt so empty after so long. He slapped both my ass cheeks making
me grunt. Then I felt the head of his cock slip between my cheeks and against my
loosened hole. "Time for this little bitch to learn her place!" With one long,
steady thrust, he fed the entire length of his cock inside me.

I threw my head back, letting Rob's cock slip from my lips. "Oh, god!!!" Even
being prepared it was painful to take it all so fast. "OH FUUUUUUUUUCK!"

"This is your place now, bitch!" He said as his balls came to rest against mine.
"Servicing big, black cock. When we're through with you, your mouth and
sissy-cunt won't be good for anything else!"  I heard chuckles. He held still
and slowly the pain began to subside. The plug had certainly prepped me well.

Another voice chimed in. "After we're done, she won't be satisfied with anything
else. She'll be dreaming about chocolate dick all the time."

As he said this, the cock in my ass began to pull out. And it was no longer
painful. It was starting to feel pretty good. As he grabbed my hips firmly and
thrust back inside I heard myself whimper a little. It was really feeling good.
A handsome black man was pumping his big cock deep inside my . . . my . . .
boy-pussy, my . . . cunt!  Oh, yes. Yes! "Yesssss." I moaned.

My new lover chuckled. I felt a hand grab a handful of hair and another slide up
my chest. He pulled me easily back against his sweaty chest. I felt his warm
breath in my ear. "That's right, bitch. My big, black cock is gonna train your
sissy-cunt to service real men. That's what you want, isn't it?"

I whimpered again as his hips continued to pump his shaft in and out of me. It
felt so strange to be taken like this. But I liked it. I liked being his
plaything. I couldn't explain it. "Yes, I do."

"You're nothing but a little sissy, aren't you?"

"Yes." Yes, yes, yes! I loved feeling his control over me. I was skewered on his
cock. His arms holding me easily. He was using me for his pleasure. I was his
fuck toy. I felt a shudder at that.

"And what do all sissies want?" His voice was hoarse with lust, but commanding.

"Cock." I choked out, as his meat filled me again. His cock was sliding in and
out, effortlessly. My sissy-cunt had submitted completely to him.

"That's right! Sissies need cock. No sissy is complete without a big cock inside
them." He sped up his thrusts, making me gasp and grunt as he slammed into me.
"With every stroke of my Big . . . Black . . . Cock," He punctuated each word
with a hard thrust, "you are becoming more of a slave to black meat."

I whimpered. "Yesssss . . . mmmmmmmmfuckmeeeee." The other men were just
watching, fascinated. It was obvious that my lover had dealt with sissies before
and they were enjoying watching his skill with me.

"With each thrust, you're gonna accept the superiority of black cock. Your gonna
dream about black cock. You'll remember what it felt like for your black Master
to use your sissy-cunt and mouth." His thrusts were getting faster. He suddenly
leaned back and hooked first one arm and then the other under my thighs and
lifted me off the floor like a little girl. He was now holding me tight to him,
like a vise, as his hips pistoned his cock into me like a jackhammer.

I was just moaning incoherently now as he took me. He was in complete control. I
was just a receptacle for his black cock. My hands reached down and pulled my
ass cheeks wide for him. YES! Receptacle for cock! Like a good sissy. Fuck
meeeeeeee! I'm a good sissy! I love being a sissy. This feels sooooo good!

"You love this don't you?!"

"yesyesyesssss . . ." Need cock . . . love cock . . . black cock to fill me . .
. born for this! Natural to submit. Accept my place. I'm a good sissy fuck-toy!

"I'm gonna fill you with chocolate cream soon, bitch. And when I do it's gonna
fill your submissive, sissy brain and melt your will. Your old self will slip
away. You will fully embrace being a sissy cockslut. You will know that any man
with a big cock is your superior. That any man with a big, BLACK cock is your
MASTER! You exist to service cock. To make them cum. It is what you were born to
do!" He was grunting and I knew he was about to fill me. "Here it comes slut!
TAKE IT! TAKE IT SLUT!"

He groaned in a long rumbling, roar and buried himself to the balls in me. I
could feel his cock pulsing and felt a warmth inside me. This wasn't like the
other day with Mark and Lisa. I wasn't just a man being manipulated. Today a
young man had taken me. Used me. And was now breeding my sissy-cunt with his
seed. The alpha dog taking his bitch. And I was his bitch. His perfect sissy
bitch. I felt so good to be a bitch!

He held me up for a little longer, still buried inside me, breathing hard. Then
slowly lowered me back to the bench. My mouth naturally slipped back down Rob's
throbbing pole. Where it belonged. After a brief pause, I felt the cock slowly
slip from my hole and then almost immediately the plug slipped back in place. It
wasn't snug anymore and I found my hole clenching to hold it in.

"Don't want any of my seed leaking out of you, do we?" He took a couple deep
breaths. "Ok boys! You finish breaking in this little slut. I'm going to grab a
shower!" He patted me on the ass as he headed towards the door. "This little
slut was born to fuck & suck."

The rest of the afternoon was a blur of cocks and cum. No force was needed for
me to gulp down every drop of man-seed I could. I begged for cum and to be
filled with cock. And I got it. Rob pumped two loads into my tummy, and his seed
was soon joined by three more loads. Five times my plug was removed and my cunt
was pumped full of man meat. Pounding into me till my sloppy hole coaxed them to
cum inside me. Each time the plug was put back in, so none of their sperm could
leak out. Till the next cock was ready. I was pounded over and over by big, hard
cocks that made me whimper, moan and beg for more. I never touched my clit, but
I came twice and obediently slurped it all up each time.  I was their sissy.
Their toy. Their cum receptacle.  I was . . . what I was meant to be.

-- More to cum!

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