Date: Thu, 8 May 2008 22:59:38 +0000
From: Felicia Trans <feliciatvnj@hotmail.com>
Subject: Payback     (TG)

Payback

By Felicia Trans

feliciatvnj@hotmail.com



Early Memory:

I was about 5 years old and I woke up to the sound of loud voices in the
bedroom next door.  I slipped out of bed and went to my parent's bedroom
door to listen and found it ajar and was able to see through the crack.  My
mom was sitting on the side of the bed in her nightgown and my dad was
standing in front of her, naked, and from the side I could see his cock
sticking out, large, red, and angry looking.

I heard my mother say 'I don't want to, it's disgusting' and my dad replied
'Just suck it, will you?'  He pushed his cock in my mothers face and said
'Open your mouth' and when she didn't he put his cock against my mother's
lips and pushed and it slipped inside her mouth.  And I heard her gag.  He
reached down and placed his hands in her hair and began to push his cock in
and out of her mouth, and she tried to pull away, and gagged again, and he
stopped for a second.

My mother began to use her mouth on his cock at this point, and I could see
her moving her mouth over it, and then my father moaned and all of a sudden
held her head in place and pushed his cock all the way into her mouth and
held it there as he groaned loudly.  She began to cough, and as he pulled
his cock out of her mouth she coughed again, and a glob of thick white
gooey stuff slid down her chin, and as she sat there breathing hard I could
see it dripping onto her nightgown.

My dad walked away and into the bathroom as my mother sat there with tears
running down her cheeks. And a minute later my dad came out of the bathroom
and without a word pulled back the covers, lie down on his side, and fell
asleep.

I quickly went back to my room, confused, and as I tried to fall asleep the
pictures of them went through my head, over and over.

After that I discovered it was a regular occurrence, usually when my dad
came home from a night of drinking. Only one other time was I able to see
it, the door was usually closed, but I could hear them through the door, my
dad groaning and my mother coughing and gagging.  And I should have felt
sorry for my mother, but as puberty started nearing I found myself getting
excited instead.

High School:

As a teenager, the older kids in my neighborhood were always talking about
sex, and blowjobs were the main topic. Nice girls wouldn't do that, so the
talk was usually about either whores who would do anything for money or
queers who did it because they were perverts. But it was always referred to
as something dirty and disgusting.  Which made it something we all wanted
to get... and I thought about it constantly.

Going into high school I never had any trouble with girlfriends. I was only
5'7, with dark hair and blue eyes, and with a very slim but muscular build,
but the girls liked me.  The girls would kiss, but little else, and it was
frustrating.

But it really all started with me in Boy Scouts.  In my second year at Boy
Scout camp I was working at the camp store with another scout, and I saw
him pocket a few dollars from the cash box. After we closed down and left
together I told him I'd seen him take the money. He freaked and begged me
not to tell anyone, and I told him that if I didn't I could get blamed for
it.  'Please don't' he said 'I'll do anything' I thought for a second and
replied 'If you suck my dick I'll keep quiet' 'Not that' he said 'Anything
but that' I shook my head and started walking away, and he came running
after me, begging, but I didn't give in.  Finally he said 'I don't have a
choice, I'll get thrown out if you tell on me'

He followed me down a trail into a grove of trees and I dropped my pants
and my cock came out, and I said 'Here it is' He reluctantly kneeled down
and I pushed my cock towards his mouth, which he opened, and when I pushed
in a little he gagged and I pulled back.  'Don't cum in my mouth' he said,
and I said OK, and I began to slowly push in and out of his mouth as he
made little gagging noises. His warm wet mouth felt great around my cock,
and when I felt myself getting close, and I grabbed his head in both hands
and pushed all the way into his throat.

With the tight warmth of his throat enveloping my cock I exploded like I
never had before and multiple blasts of my hot cum spewed into his gullet
as I held his head forcefully in place while he choked and gagged
loudly. And when I finally let him go he leaned down and threw up, and as I
watched him a feeling came over me like I'd never experienced before.  And
before he'd even caught his breath I walked away back to camp.

The next day at the camp store we were both there again, and I tried
playing the blackmail card again but he started crying and said he was
never going to do that again - even if I was going to be an asshole and
tell someone. So I dropped it, and didn't tell anyone, and for the rest of
the summer he avoided me and when he had to talk to me he couldn't look me
in the eye.  And for reasons I really didn't understand, I liked that.

In my junior year I went into the city with some friends and we all picked
up some whores. The one I was with was in her late twenties and not bad
looking, and she took me to a hotel room.  'Honey, you can fuck me for $20,
or I'll suck your cock for $10 - what do you like?'  Already hard, I pulled
out a $10 bill from my wallet and handed it to her wordlessly - and she
quickly dropped to her knees, opened my belt, and leaned forward and began
sucking on my cock.

Her mouth felt great, and I moaned, and a few minutes later I felt myself
getting close and at the last minute I reached down and held her head and
pushed my cock into her throat and shot my sperm.  She started choking, and
pulled her mouth off my cock violently, and with my sperm dripping from her
lips called me an asshole.  I quickly pulled up my pants and left, as she
cursed me.

Having a woman blow me had been great, but she'd been too willing to begin
with, and paying for it took something away also.

Shortly after that I was walking through a local park and stopped in the
restroom to take a piss, and there was a middle aged queer there who asked
if he could suck my dick.  We went into a stall and he sat on the seat and
began to suck me, but he was enjoying it way too much, even when I held his
head and began forcefully fucking his mouth and throat, and when I shot my
sperm into his throat he began to moan with pleasure.  At that point I
realized that guys weren't going to do it for me - unless, possibly, if it
was against their will completely.

I was dating girls in school, and I found that the cute ones were the least
likely to want to do anything, much less blow me. So I began to pay
attention to the less pretty ones ... the plain girls, the shy ones, the
ones who were less bright.  And I found that these girls were more likely
to put out and if I worked at it I could frequently get them to suck my
cock - even if they didn't want to.

I was always nice to them in the beginning, and if I could get them to suck
me off I started slow, pulling out my cock before I came and letting them
work at their own pace.  And when they first started sucking me they
usually hated it but over time I'd get them to take my sperm in their
mouth, almost always gagging as they did, which was a turn on in itself.
As long as they really disliked sucking me or swallowing my sperm I didn't
go any further, but when they eventually got used to it completely and it
didn't bother them anymore I'd eventually start getting a little rough,
holding their heads and thrusting into their throats as I released my cum
... and eventually they'd have enough and be gone, leaving me to find a new
girl of a similar type to play with.

Late Teens:

After graduation I took a job in real estate selling houses, and found
myself frequently showing empty houses during the day to the wives who
would look at them first and bring their husbands out to only the ones they
liked.  I also found that many of these wives were horny unfulfilled women,
and before long I was playing with them in a lot of the empty houses.  Most
of the women were looking to be fucked and kissed passionately, and I would
do that for them but never came myself - which wasn't tough for me since
fucking wasn't much of a turn on.

But after they came I always pressed for a blowjob, and satiated, they'd
more often than not agree.  And when the woman was someone I suspected
wasn't going to be buying anything from me and was merely wasting my time
window shopping, I'd hold back my cum as she used her mouth on my cock till
the last minute and then hold her head in place and thrust several times
deep into her throat and holding it as my balls emptied into her and she
usually gagged.  The wife would virtually always be pissed but I knew she
wouldn't tell her husband since she'd voluntarily fucked me and started
sucking my cock to begin with.

More often than not I'd never see these women again, but sometimes they
really wanted the house and would come back with the husband.  That was a
total turn on to me, the women avoiding my eyes completely as I talked to
the husband, knowing I'd used his wife's mouth, and that he was daily
kissing the lips that had been around my cock and putting his tongue in the
mouth that had been full of my sperm.

At this point in my life I had my own apartment that I never took any of
the girls home to.  My mom had passed away near the end of my high school
years, and my dad had moved down south, but my mother's insurance policy
was very large and my dad had written me a large check before he'd left.
I'd used the money to get the apartment and furnish it nicely with good
furniture and high-end electronics, and I'd bought myself a nice car
... all cash.

There was still a very large group of guys I was hanging around with, many
had girlfriends, and the guys were all still talking constantly about their
sexual exploits, fantasies, and desires, and blowjobs were still the head
topic of conversation.  But I never really talked about my experiences
because I knew that there was something unsavory about them to many people.
And because I never did talk about them, word about my sexual likes never
got out and new girls were still attracted to me regularly.

I had stopped growing at 5'9" tall, still had the same slim build with a
small waist, long hair pulled back into a ponytail, and the prettier girls
were still always flirting.  I was still playing around with the plain low
self esteem girls, but those were always strictly sexual things (to me, at
least) and I never took them out anywhere in public so nobody really knew
about them.  But I also regularly went out with the more popular girls,
though I was more careful around them.

There was one girl in particular who drove me crazy - Eileen.  Red hair,
green eyes, perfect makeup with blood red nails and full red lips and great
body.  An Irish girl in a large family of boys, and rumor had it that her
family was somehow connected to illegal activities of some type.  She was
one of the somewhat unattainable types, though, with a sharp tongue at
times and lots of self-confidence.  I put on my best behavior with her and
finally asked her out to dinner and the movies, and at the end of the night
I got a quick kiss on the lips for my efforts. We began dating, but after a
half dozen dates I was still getting nothing but some kisses in the car and
a little petting through clothes, as I dropped her off.

One night after dinner with her I drove out to a secluded area about few
miles outside of town and parked the car.  'Chris, What are we doing here'
she asked, and I said 'It's just a nice place to park' and she relaxed a
little.  We started kissing, and this time when I reached inside her blouse
and started rubbing her tits she didn't stop me, and after awhile I reached
down and started to slide my hand up her skirt.  'Don't' she said, and
moved away a little.  'Why not?' I asked 'we've been going out for awhile'
'I don't do that' she replied 'if I got pregnant my life would be over' 'I
have condoms' I said, but she quickly replied 'Forget it - they're not 100%
safe and I'm not even taking a slight chance'

I was quiet for a minute, and then said 'How about a blowjob then' 'Forget
it -it's not going to happen. Why don't you just take me home?'  I began to
get pissed and horny at the same time, and said 'Why don't you just get out
now and walk home' 'It's too far, drive me home now' she said in a pissy
voice.

Her tone of voice really got to me, and I said 'Eileen, either you can blow
me and I'll drive you home, or you can get out of the car now' She looked
me square in the eye and saw something in my face and finally said 'OK, if
you want to be an asshole ... but you're history.'  I opened my belt and
lowered my pants and jockey shorts and my cock sprang out. And she
resignedly leaned over into my lap and began to suck my cock.

The minute she started I knew she'd sucked many cocks before, she was
really expert with her mouth and tongue, and she knew exactly what to do to
get me off quickly. Knowing she'd sucked off many cocks before mine, but
had been jerking me around and taking my dinners while doing nothing for me
really pissed me off.  So I purposely held back and let her work for a good
amount of time, and when I finally sensed she was getting tired I reached
down and held her head in place and began thrusting hard, upward, into her
throat.  She gagged loudly and I exploded, filling her throat with cum, and
when I was done and released her head, she lifted her head and began
coughing as my sperm slid down her chin.

She caught her breath and curled up in a ball on the passengers seat,
looking out the window and said 'Take me home now' I started the car and we
drove back to her house silently. But when she had gotten out of the car
she leaned back in and said coldly 'Chris, you have no idea what kind of
mistake you just made ... payback for that will be a bitch' and walked
away.  I shrugged it off and drove away and went home and, satiated, fell
into a deep sleep.

After a few days I had almost forgotten about it, and on the next Friday
night I was leaving my office late.  My company was one of the larger real
estate offices in the area and we had a suite in one of those very large
and modern office complexes, and as I walked across the lobby the security
guard said 'You're the last one out'. And I said goodnight knowing he was
going to fall asleep for the night as usual.  I walked out to my car, and
the large lot was empty except for a van parked next to my car and I didn't
pay it any attention at all. But as I was reaching down to unlock the car
an arm came around my throat from behind and a chemical smelling rag was
pressed over my face and everything went dark.

I woke up in a fog, and found myself lying naked on my back under bright
fluorescent lights. And then I heard a female voice say 'Good, he's awake'
I went to move my hand and found I couldn't, and I soon discovered I was
bound on both hands and feet and was laying on some kind of padded
table. When I looked towards the voice I'd heard I saw Eileen, the redhead,
standing there with 2 other large guys, one of whom somewhat resembled her.
'Payback's a bitch' she said to me with a hard smile as she walked over
'remember me mentioning that?'  'What are you going to do to me?' I asked,
as my situation started sinking in.

She didn't answer me, but motioned to one of the guys who came walking over
wearing rubber gloves and holding something shiny. He reached over and
roughly grabbed my balls and I felt cold metal against them as he used a
tool to tighten something. Then he said 'Try it', and Eileen came over to
stand next to me holding a remote control and I saw her push a button as an
unbelievably excruciating pain shot through my testicles and my whole body
spasmed.  'I can do that anytime I want' said Eileen, smiling 'keep that in
mind'

Someone began taking pictures of me, and a flash was constantly going off
as the other guy came walking over with a small box, which he placed, on
the table, and then he pulled out a large curved needle and I winced.  He
took a strap and bound my forehead to the table so I couldn't move and then
grabbed my right earlobe and proceeded to push the needle through 3
separate times as I gasped, and he held up shiny stainless steel rings
which he then pushed through the holes and closed with pliers. Then he
leaned over my face and I felt the needle go through my eyebrow and I saw
him placing another ring through that hole and close it. Then the needle
went through my nose above the nostril and another ring was placed.

I lay there covered in sweat, my heart racing. Then I was unbound from the
table and the two guys roughly yanked me to my feet and cuffed my hands
behind my back and told me to stand as the door opened and a woman came in
carrying what looked like a hot pot and a pile of cloth.

I was told to stand still as the woman began to apply hot wax all over my
body, cover it with cloths, and rip it off along with my body hair. I
freaked and started to pull away and the next thing I knew I was screaming
as the pain again went through my balls and I doubled over.  Eileen said
'Give him the shot' and one of the guys came over and stuck a syringe in my
arm and within seconds I was feeling somewhat foggy... wide awake but the
knot went out of my stomach and when the woman resumed the waxing the pain
was more in the background. She finally finished at my pubic region and
seemed to be selective there.

Then I was pushed into a chair and she did the same with my entire face -
though she leaned in and did around my eyebrows carefully. When she was
finally done my face was wet from tears and I hurt all over, but the woman
came over with a pair of scissors and cut the rubber band holding my hair
back, and pulled a brush through my hair and began snipping at it with the
scissors. And then I was lifted up and brought over to a mirror and saw
myself.

Except for a small pubic patch, very thin eyebrows, and the hair on my head
I was completely hairless, and the hair on my head had been trimmed into a
girly style with bangs and layered around my face.  When I turned around
Eileen lifted up a camera and took several quick pictures of me like that
before I covered my face.

I was dragged from the room and brought down the hall where I was thrown
into a shower, ice cold water was turned on, and I was roughly washed off
with a liquid soap, and then roughly dried with a towel - and brought back
to the first room and shoved in a chair where my wrists and ankles were
again bound to the chair.

Eileen came walking back in with a nasty smile on her face, and I said
'Please, I'm really sorry for everything. Please let me go' 'You'll be
sorrier before this is over' she said, and pulled over a chair next to me
and opened a case on a small table. She began o take cosmetics out of the
bag and then took what looked like a black marker pen with a very fine tip
and said 'Hold still or I'll push the button'.

I stayed motionless as she began to draw a line around my eyes, and when
she was done with that she pulled out a small bottle and a brush and
carefully painted my lips with some bright red liquid.  'Those are
permanent stains' she said 'but nothing's permanent so I'm sure they'll go
away in a few weeks' Then she began to make me up completely, rubbed some
flesh colored cream all over my face, patted on a powder, used a brush with
several colors of powder on my eyelids, used a mascara brush on my
eyelashes, brushed some dark pink powder on my cheeks, used a pencil on my
eyebrows, and covered my lips with a shiny gloss.

She reached into her bag and pulled out a package of very long fake nails
in a bright red color and crazy glued them over my own nails, then dropped
to the floor and painted my toenails a red to match.  And before I had a
chance to say anything she pulled out what looked like large silicone
breasts in a totally lifelike color, applied crazy glue to them as well and
held them in place for a few seconds on my chest.

She packed her stuff up and started to leave the room, but first she told
the 2 guys who'd been standing there watching 'Dress the whore' and then
she left.  They both came over and unstrapped me and yanked me to my feet
and I was handed a stiff G string type thing and told to pull it on, and I
did, finding it completely held my cock in, and then they threw me a black
bra and panties to put on, a black leather corset for around my waist which
was pulled so tight I could barely breathe. And then I was told to pull on
black stockings that one of the guys attached to the garters hanging from
the corset.  And finally I was handed a pair of stiletto heeled shoes which
I fumbled with till they were finally strapped, and I was yanked to my
feet, where I stood shakily in the heels.

One of them knocked on the door and it opened and Eileen came back in
carrying a tall mirror, which she held in front of me - and I was in
shock. In the mirror I saw what looked like a tall hooker with too much
makeup and bright red lips and nails, and multiple piercings.  Eileen put
down the mirror and said 'Personally, I wouldn't have bothered with all
this trouble, except all the guys I've talked to about this were only
interested in trannies.  Then she pulled out the camera again and started
taking more pictures, and this time I didn't bother to cover my face.

OK, cuff him, then let's go'.  One of the guys pulled my arms behind me and
handcuffed them together, then pushed me towards the door.  I stumbled in
the heels, but kept walking and was led down the hall and through a door to
a parking lot, where I was pushed into the back of a van.  The van took off
and a few minutes later we entered the inner city and pulled up in front of
a sleazy looking bar with a large crowd of black guys hanging out front.  I
was pulled out of the van and led through the crowd to the front door as
one of the guys said 'She look like a fi'dollar ho' followed by laughter,
and the guy guiding me through said 'Nah, it's a one dollar whore' to even
more laughter.

I was pushed in through the open door and stumbled and fell to my knees
this time. And as I was being yanked to my feet I looked around and saw
that the place was packed, and the smell of stale beer and urine assaulted
my nose.  I was pushed through the bar to peals of laughter and pushed
through another doorway where I fell to my knees again. But this time,
before I could stand someone cuffed my ankles together and then held my
head while another guy pulled down hard on my chin and slipped something in
my mouth, and when they stepped back I felt what seemed to be a large
rubber coated ring forcing my teeth to a painfully open position.

A group of black guys gathered around me and Eileen walked through the
crowd and stood in front of me.  'Now the payback is really starting' she
said 'and you're going to know what it feels like. And this is only the
beginning.'  Then she said to the guys there 'She's really a dollar whore
wannabee, but needs training - so tonight she's free, and you don't have to
be gentle. Who's first? Preferably someone really large'

A guy stepped forward and lowered his pants and I saw a huge cock in front
of my face. It had to be 10" long and wasn't even hard. The guy reached
down to hold my head and pushed his cock into my mouth through the ring.  I
immediately tried to pull away but my head was being held like a vice as I
could feel his warm, now slippery cock, sliding slowly into and out of my
mouth, rubbing against the lips which I couldn't completely close and
sliding over my tongue.

It was horrible but there was nothing I could do as he got harder and
harder in my mouth and when he pulled out there was the longest cock I'd
ever seen in my face, hard as a rock, with a purplish mushroom head.  'Get
ready bitch' he said and he tightened his grip on my head and pushed his
cock, hard, all the way in, and when it popped into my throat painfully I
immediately gagged hard and could feel the contents of my stomach rising.

He heard the gag and pulled out and stepped way back, and I started
vomiting through the ring in my mouth and my puke shot out like a fire hose
onto the floor first, then onto my lap and chest.  When I finished puking
and was still catching my breath the guy stepped forward and pushed his
cock into my throat again so my nose was pressed against his pubic hair,
and I gagged and started vomiting again, but this time he kept his cock in
my mouth and the puke shot out of my nostrils and dribbled out the sides of
my mouth and onto my chest and lap.

This was repeated a half dozen more times, and finally there was nothing
left in my stomach and my head fell forward as I tried to catch my
breath. But before I had a chance to do that, the guy stepped forward again
and pushed into my mouth and I still gagged and coughed but this time I was
ignored as he began to fuck my throat hard, and it felt like the end of his
cock was in my chest as the entire length slid in and out of the ring and
between my lips.  And then he pushed in and held it and I could feel warmth
as he began to shoot his sperm inside of me and I couldn't breathe anymore.

But just before I was going to pass out he pulled his cock out of my throat
and the nasty taste of his sperm finally hit me as I coughed hard and cum
began to spurt from my nostrils and down my face. I kneeled there dry
heaving and covered with puke and sperm but within seconds another cock was
at my lips and it started all over again - but this time there was nothing
to puke so my stomach just heaved painfully. And I could hear the clicks
and see the camera flash as pictures were constantly being taken.

More black men with large cocks fucked my throat, and after a few more the
vomiting stopped but not the pain, and several times I passed out only to
be slapped back to consciousness. Load after load of thick disgusting cum
slid down my throat till finally it became numb, but my jaws were
excruciating painful from the ring forcing my mouth open wide.

Then someone came over and lifted me up and pulled me out of the puke area,
and as he held me another guy came over wearing rubber gloves and holding a
wet cloth and began wiping the puke and sperm off me. Most of it was on my
leather bustier and chest and wiped off and my stockings wiped off as well
so except for a damp wetness inside the bra I looked fairly clean... but
the puke fumes were still wafting up around me.  Eileen came over with a
few makeup things, powder and lip gloss, and brushed my hair quickly.  Then
I was dragged over to a different area that was dry and pushed back down
onto my knees.

Eileen walked in front of me and said 'It looks like her throat is trained
anyway' followed by loud laughter.  A guy came walking over and reached
down and pulled the ring from my mouth, then bent over to uncuff my hands
but left my feet cuffed together. Eileen looked at me and said 'I'll leave
the ring out, but if you cause any problems it'll go back in AND I'll hold
down the button for a long time' and held up the remote.  I nodded my head
up and down; anything was better than that pain.

And when another guy came over and pushed his thick long black cock towards
my mouth I opened right up for it, and when he started pushing towards my
throat I began using my lips and tongue and sucked on his cock head and ran
my tongue all over everything in my mouth which kept him out of my throat
for awhile at least.  And when he started thrusting in and out I used my
hands to stroke his shaft as I sucked and this time he released his full
blast of sperm onto my tongue.  But now I got the full nasty taste of his
sperm as he continued to spew his thick slimy juices into my mouth and I
gagged as I swallowed. But it was still far better than having it
discharged directly into my plugged up throat.  And as his cock was pulled
back out of my lips I again noticed the camera clicking and flashing.

One cock after another appeared before me, and I began to use different
ways to get the guys to cum in the least painful manner. My tongue began to
move certain ways without me thinking about it, I instinctively sucked and
slid my lips up and down as my hands followed, and while many did push into
my throat to cum I was getting used to it and controlling it to a degree.

I was still shuddering involuntarily every time someone released their
sperm inside me, but except for the taste found that while it was still
awful if their cock spurted on my tongue instead of in my throat, if I
didn't think about what was being done to me the cum slid down my throat
painlessly.

I lost count, but after what had to be at least 50 large black cocks using
my mouth (as a camera continually clicked and flashed) two men lifted me to
my feet and I was walked over to the pool table and told to lay down on my
back and I was positioned so my head was hanging backwards upside down off
the end of the table.

And then the biggest cock I had ever seen, even in pictures, appeared
before me, it had to be 15" long and coal black.  It slid between my cum
slicked lips and continued right into my throat until I could feel it deep
inside me, and then began to thrust in and out as a pair of huge black
hairless balls slammed against my nose and eyes. For some reason, probably
the angle, I wasn't getting a gag reflex but I had to take short breaths
when the cock left my throat in between thrusts. And then he pushed all the
way in and held it and I felt warmth deep inside me as his sperm began
filling my gullet, and I could feel his balls pressed against my nose
diminishing in size as he continued to empty them.

I was close to passing out from lack of oxygen when he finally pulled out,
and when I tried to catch a breath the cum inside me was blocking my air. I
couldn't swallow in that position and I coughed and expelled a huge pool of
ropy fluids that slid down my face over my nose and totally filled my eye
sockets and continued running down my forehead into my hair.  My hands were
free so I tried wiping my eyes clean but the next cock was quickly sliding
inside my slimy mouth and I only barely could see the camera flashes as a
different pair of testicles slapped against my nose as my throat again was
used as a pussy.

I was kept in that position for what seemed like an eternity as my mouth
and throat were repeatedly assaulted by cock after cock, and I'd given up
on keeping my eyes cleared and instead used the opportunity after
dislodging and expelling the cum from my throat to catch a few deep
breaths.  My entire face had a thick coating of clammy sperm covering it
completely, my throat and lips were completely numb, and my neck extremely
sore from my head hanging backwards.  And I tried to keep my mind blank,
with the constant thought that this would eventually be over. And
eventually it was.

I was lifted to my feet and leaned against the table on shaky legs, and as
I began to clear my eye sockets and was able to see again through a cum
haze I saw Eileen standing there with the camera taking picture after
picture of me.

And then everything went black as I passed out.

I first heard the voices in the background as I came to, then felt the sun
on my eyelids as I realized I was laying on a hard cold surface. And then I
felt the soreness in my throat and neck and my skin felt tight, and I
remembered as it all came back to me...  I opened my eyes to find myself
laying on the marble floor in the middle of lobby at work. And I was
surrounded by a large crowd of people staring at me; some laughing, but
most were wearing looks of total disgust. And among them were my
co-workers, including my manager who just shook his head and started
walking away as I caught his eye.

I sat up and looked down to see that I was wearing the same lingerie as the
night before except now it was covered with stains and crusted sperm.  My
nails were still bright red, and I reached up and felt my face first, then
my hair, and realized I was totally encrusted with dried cum. And then came
the final humiliation.

On the floor at my feet was a very large regular photo of me from my real
estate ad - and scrawled across the bottom was 'Do You Know This Man?'.
And next to that picture and surrounding me in a large circle were dozens
of other 8X10 computer printed pictures that had been taken last night
... some were of me before the makeup but after the piercing and shaving,
most were close-ups of my face with a large black cock in my mouth, though
some were taken further back to show me on my knees using my hands to
stroke the large black cock in front of me as I sucked on the head of it,
and still others showed me with my head back and my face almost covered
with cum.

But in none of the pictures did it seem to be apparent that I was being
forced to do anything.

I sat up and heard someone ask the guard 'When did this happen?' And I
heard the guard reply, in a small voice 'I must've been sleeping' I stood
up and pushed through the crowd and headed to the parking garage but
realized I didn't have my keys... or any money.  I walked outside and the
street and sidewalk were packed with traffic, and kept my face down and
ignored the comments as I walked to the cabstand down the street. But when
I got there cab after cab refused to let me in, and finally I found someone
who would but he wanted cash up front and I didn't have any.

I began walking home, which was in the suburbs across the city, almost 3
miles away and after a few steps reached down and pulled off my heels and
kept walking, barefoot.  I was completely humiliated as everyone I passed
either gasped or laughed out loud, cars were beeping, and it seemed like an
eternity before I reached the suburbs.  My stomach felt full, and hurt, and
I could barely keep myself from puking on the street when I thought about
why.  And in many ways the last mile was the worst, mostly mothers with
small children were out, and some were covering their children's eyes when
they saw me.

Somehow I made it to my apartment and fortunately had a key over the door
frame, but as I shut the door behind me it seemed like my life was over,
and sat on a kitchen chair, crying till I was cried out - and then I walked
into the bathroom.  I avoided looking at myself in the mirror as I stripped
off the lingerie and stepped into the shower where I stood under the hot
water for a long time and scrubbed every inch of my face, hair, and body. I
didn't have anything to take off the nails or polish, though, and when I
tried to remove the breast forms glued to my chest it started peeling my
skin off painfully.  And when I got out of the shower and saw myself I
realized that the red lip stain and eyeliner weren't going to come off
either.  Naked, I went into the bedroom and fell asleep on the bed.

The phone ringing awakened me and when I answered it was my boss. And all
he said was 'Don't bother coming in anymore, you're fired, we'll send a
courier over with your personal stuff' and hung up.  And right after that
it rang again, and it was a friend of mine who said 'Dude, you are too
weird, don't bother calling anymore' When I replied 'What?' he said that he
and most of my other friends had gotten pictures of me on email... then he
hung up.  I unplugged the phone at that point.

My stomach was still feeling weird, most likely from all the cum I'd
swallowed and ingested, and I shuddered at that thought as I walked into
the kitchen and opened the refrigerator - then realized there was nothing
to eat in the house.  'Shit' I said aloud as I realized I was going to have
to go out looking like a freak. But then as I was going in my closet I
thought I'd probably look less freakish in something androgynous, and I
pulled out a light V neck sweater and a pair of tight jeans and pulled on a
pair of tennis sneakers, and then left the house hoping none of the
neighbors would see me.

They didn't, and I got in my car and drove to a Quick Check some distance
from my house where I picked up some food - and when I was paying for it,
instead of the clerk staring at me, she simply said 'Is there anything
else, miss?'... And I shook my head no and left and drove back home.

The next day I stayed mostly in bed, depressed and thinking about what had
happened.  At first I just was angry and felt sorry for myself but
inevitably the thoughts turned inward and I started thinking about what a
bastard I'd been towards women.  And I began trying to understand what had
made me act like that.

At first I thought it had just been those early episodes of seeing my
father using my mother like he had, and I was just trying to emulate my dad
who had otherwise been my role model.  Then I wondered if it had been anger
at my mother that had brought it on, and why had I been angry with my
mother? Had it been because she hadn't fought back?  Maybe since the
beginning I had wanted to be the woman with the opportunity to please her
man, and couldn't understand why she wouldn't have wanted to suck my
fathers cock and happily swallow the sperm that was being offered to her
instead of fighting him every time.  Or maybe I had always subconsciously
wanted to be used myself, to have someone treat me with the contempt I
treated others.

But once I started thinking along all of those lines, there was a snowball
effect.  I had run out of food again and was going to have to go out, and
looking in the mirror I saw that the 'permanent' makeup that had been put
on me was still highly visible but was starting to look worn.  The polish
was off my nails but the breast forms were just starting to peel off on the
edges.  I put on the same clothes as last time and went out, but this time
I drove to a large shopping center in the next town and after food shopping
went into a Wal-Mart and got a shopping cart.

First I picked out a woman's bra and panties and then some girls jeans and
a light sweater - holding them up I guess at the sizes, too nervous to use
the dressing room.  Then I bought a pair of flats and a cheap purse, and
finally I went into the cosmetics section and bought some stuff.

I really didn't know much of anything but had watched women put on makeup
before, and I bought some liquid stuff and powder that seemed to be the
color of my skin, some makeup pencils, a few different eye shadows, some
mascara, and finally some nail polish and lipstick - in bright red and in a
softer pink color.

I went home and practiced with the makeup, going on Internet sites for
makeup tips, and finally I thought I looked pretty good.  I repainted my
nails, and dressed in the girl jean and sweater with the flats.  And then
went out again to do some more shopping and this time I felt more confident
of myself and bought a lot more clothes and some more makeup.

And as I was pushing the shopping cart out of the store an older guy said
'Let me help you with that' - and without thinking I said in a soft voice
'Only if you let me help you afterwards'

And a few minutes later we were in my back seat, my mouth sliding up and
down his cock voluntarily, and when he groaned and began to release his cum
into my mouth I found myself moaning unconsciously.