Date: Tue, 2 Jan 2007 06:40:03 -0800 (PST)
From: Vanessa Raven <vanessa_rvn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sean to Susan chapter 8 TG Authoritarian

  After struggling into my panty girdle (being sure to
tuck my periwinkle) and securing my nylons, Mona
sprayed my chest with medical adhesive and instructed
me to hold breast forms in place while the glue set
up. She explained that D had brought them in and had
told her to make sure I wore them when I left. Mona
was now lounging in a chair, legs crossed with her
high heel dangling and jiggling from her nylon covered
foot. I had no doubt that she was masturbating. With a
bemused smile she indicated that I was to put my
trousers on. Bending to retrieve my trousers, my now
unsupported melons caused fiery pain to erupt from my
poor ravaged nips. Ignoring the throbbing I pulled up
my pants and reached for my shirt. I figured that I
could knot the shirt tail under my tits to give them
some lift and alleviate my misery. But this was not to
be. Mona shook her head no and pointed to my suite
jacket.

  "Sorry girl, Gail's orders. No shirt."

  With resignation and a sigh I put on the jacket. I
was drained and beaten. All I wanted, was to go home.
I would surrender myself to her, do anything she
desired. Only please, please let me go home.  As I was
about to make a fool out of myself by begging, Mona
interrupted.

   "Sweetie why don't you slip on your pumps. Heels
make your legs and your tush look sooo sexy. Although
in your case, with those stupid men's cloths, no one
would notice."

  Zombie like I slid my nylon clad feet into the open
toed pumps and awaited more direction. The direction
wasn't long in coming.

  "Now honey, just one more thing and you can be on
your way. Actually two more things. First there is
this, a constant reminder of your new status in life."

   Mona rummaged in a drawer and removed a pink
leather collar. It was about three inches wide with
two D rings and a flat locking clasp. Embossed in the
leather was the word 'BITCH.' Placing the proffered
item around my neck, a shiver raced through me when
the hasp clicked with finality. This is what I was
reduced to. A toy, a plaything, a bitch to be used for
anyone's amusement, a cum slut..... I LOVED IT!

  "Last, but certainly not least, is this."  Mona
raised her skirt, removed her panties, sat in the
chair and spread her legs. "Dawn told me how
accomplished you are at cunnilingus and encouraged me
to use your tongue. Gail said that youl'd be an
excellent lesbian. Be a good girl and go down on me."

  How did Gail know what kind of lesbian I'd be? I
hadn't even seen her pussie... yet, let alone taste
it.....yet. Well, back on my knees (I hopped I didn't
get a runner in my nylons) and drooled for her well
trimmed cunt. Mona had her hands on both sides of her
muff and was spreading her swollen lips with her
fingers.  She was sopping wet. Her pubic hair was
drenched and a pool of viscous fluid was forming on
the seat of the chair beneath her. Her clitoris was
shamelessly peeking out of it's hood, all wet and
ready to be attended to. Mona's cunt looked absolutely
delectable. I ran my tongue along her well lubricated
slit, starting at her rosette and ending at her navel.
As my tongue (I should say my sex organ) past over the
little boy in the boat, she shuddered and moaned, "Eat
me bitch."

  With my lips sealed around her hole I speared my
rigid member into her love tunnel and began to suck
the yummy nectar from her cunt. Mona's thighs closed
on my head and she mashed her muff against my face.
The juices that I hadn't licked and sucked up were now
coating my face.

  "Betcha like all that cum, dontcha little girl? You
can thank Stephanie for some of it. She left that in
me and specifically asked me to save it for you."

  Oh! OH! It was bound to happen sooner or later that
I would taste another guys cum, but I never though it
would be this way. Well, I thought, better Stephanie
then some big hairy guy. I only wished that I had
gotten cum from her spigot rather than her bowl.  I
tried burrowing deeper to make sure I got every drop.
It was so yummy that when her puss was cleaned out I
couldn't stop myself from licking the chair.

  "Suck my prick, she ordered." Then forced my face
back to her bush.

   Indeed it looked like a miniature prick. Engorged
with an angry red head, I sucked it between my lips
and teased the tip lightly with my now dry tongue. It
must have felt like sand paper because she whimpered
and bucked against my face. I felt her stiffen and
then her cum came pouring out like piss out of a boot.
Again my face was covered with thick gooey cum. Mister
Happy stirred, but he was exhausted and couldn't rise
to the occasion. Oh well, the only one he makes happy
is me and I'm exhausted too.

  My thoughts were interrupted by: "Susan dear, Dawn
was only half right, you are not only an excellent
cunt licker, but you also promise to be a great
cocksucker. Your going to make some lucky guy a
wonderful wife. Now honey you better get goin home,
the ladies are waiting."

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  A light fog had descended and muted the clatter of
my high heels on the darkened walkway as I hurried to
my car. Free at last! There was a chill in the air but
the reason my arms were bundled tightly about me was
to support my breasts and keep them from bouncing. The
weight of the forms tugging on my newly pierced
nipples was causing me excruciating pain with every
step I took. I made it to the car with no one seeing
me. Thank heavens. The drive home was uneventful, the
large hoop earrings a constant distraction. Someone
had removed the buttons from my jacket and it was
gapping open exposing my breasts at the wrong times.
Usually at red lights. I'm sure that some people got
an eyeful. The only other memorable thing about the
drive was the condition of the road. I think the city
had installed pot holes while I was in the parlor.
Every bounce and jolt went straight through my boobs
to my nips. OUCH!! I'd have given a thousand dollars
for a bra.

  Home at last. After closing the garage door, I
exited the car and hurried to the laundry table my
heels echoing loudly on the concrete floor. Awaiting
me was a black colored wig in a pixie cut, not unlike
Gail's. But most important there was a brassiere.
Finally some relief. It was white, the cups were
circular stitched and looked like it was made in the
nineteen fifties. The kind sweater girls wore. I shed
my icky boy clothes, tossed them in the trash, wrapped
the brassiere around my waist and hooked it. I spun it
around, put my arms through the straps and hoisted up
my salvation. It was a perfect fit. Next I donned and
adjusted the wig. It to was a perfect fit. There was
some basic makeup there and I quickly applied it. I
felt like a new person, sexy and invigorated. It was
so goood to shed my male persona and be wearing all
feminine attire, abbreviated as it was. The makeup was
also a confidence builder.

  "Susan, I can't believe how cute and sexy you look.
You could have just stepped out of a fifties pinup
calendar." Startled I looked up and there was my
beautiful wife standing in the doorway to the kitchen.
Dawn was wearing one of my dress white shirts with the
sleeves rolled up. Held closed with the last two
buttons, it came to mid thigh and with the slip on
heels she wore, looked quite fetching.  Oh yes, one
other thing. Dawn was also wearing a pink collar
identical to mine, no doubt Gail's doing. She looked
kind of glassy eyed and was probably high on weed or
booze.

  "WOW! (Gail had arrived) Susan, you are so much
prettier in the flesh. Those photos didn't do you
justice."

  A warm glow enveloped my body, reveling in her
praise. For the first time I didn't feel self
conscience in front of others. I was brought back to
reality when she said:

  "Just look at them hooters. They look like bumper
guards off a fifty-five Buick."

   Placing her arm over Dawns shoulder in a possessive
manner, Gail soon had Dawns shirt open and was gently
massaging her breast. D let out a soft moan and
pressed back against her. "Please, not now daddy. Not
with Susan watching." D said with a giggle. "She might
get upset."

  "She better not get upset. Nor should you.
Understand that both of you are my bitches and are to
do what ever you are told. If I decide to have Susan
rim my asshole, you will accept it. And you Susan, If
I order Dawn to go down on me or bend over so I can
fuck her up the ass, will accept it." With that said
Gail slid the shirt off Dawns shoulders and let it
puddle around her feet. Dawn stood proud in her
nakedness cupping her large tits in offering to me.
Her pudendum looked red and swollen. She had either
had her pussie spanked or she been bitch fucked. I
suspected the latter when I saw a trickle of fluid
oozing down her inner thigh.

  Gail wrapped her arms around Dawn and began pinching
and pulling both of D's nipples. "You are sooo sweet,
Gail said in a sultry voice. I just love you to
pieces. You're so soft and compliant. "Daddy wants to
fuck you while Susan watches. You can show her how you
fuck when you have a mans cock in you. Does that turn
you on honey?

  By this time Dawn was oblivious to me and was
grinding her backside wantonly against Gail's pelvis.
My periwinkle had come back from R&R and was
reasserting it's self, straining at the elastic prison
called a 'girdle.' I felt so in tune with the gals and
wanted to be apart of their romp. I was also so horny
I'd fuck a snake, if someone would hold it's head.

  "Mmmmm Daddy, that sounds so kinky and delicious.
But would you fuck me up the ass like you said. I'm
goin to straddle Susan's face so she can see you
pounding into me with your thick black cock......
Speaking of which, don't ya think it's time to
introduce Susan to Mister Cock?"

  "Good Idea" Gail replied. "Suzy, get your skinny ass
over here. And take off that stupid girdle. I want to
check out what you're bringin to the party and show
Mister Cock what a wee wee looks like."

  I had become inured to this kind of abuse and
accepted it stoically. I hurriedly unhooked my
garters, rolled the girdle down to my feet and
daintily stepped out of it. My wee wee was standing up
straight, peeking at me past my foreskin and the light
was glinting off my steel ring. I was unabashed
standing in front of the girls wearing nothing but
high heels, a retro bra and my 'slave collar.' I was
proud of my stiffy with it's pierced foreskin and my
oversized hoop earrings. Gail and Dawn laughed
hysterically, my pickle went limp and I blushed down
to my pretty painted toes. So much for being inured.

  Gaining some composure Gail stepped from behind Dawn
giving me an unobstructed view. Gail was also wearing
heels and one of my shirts, sans collar, but her's was
unbuttoned and tied beneath her pert conical breasts.
Her candy kiss nipples were fully aroused, just
waiting to be sucked. She also had a black horse like
cock hanging from her loins. It was the biggest
strap-on that I'd ever seen. It didn't stand out
straight rather it kind of curved so that it's one eye
was looking at the floor, suggesting there was some
resilience to it. Only (only?) eight inches but
extremely thick it looked huge on Gail's tiny frame. I
was mesmerized by it. I couldn't imagine Dawn wanting
to take this monster in her ass. At first I thought
Gail was wearing panties but then realized that I was
seeing pubic hair. Lots and lots of pubic hair. It
went in an ever widening V from her crotch to her
navel. It blew my mind away that Gail wanted D's
pussie shaved bald while she sported a fur coat.

  "Introduce yourself to Monsieur Cock Suzy, I'm sure
you two will get along just fine. Probably become
intimate friends." Gail was holding the rubber phallus
like a baseball bat when she said this, her fingers
barely encompassing its girth."

   "Hello Mister Cock. My name is S.....Su..Suzy, I
stammered. I'm so happy to make your acquaintance."
Gail and Dawn were giggling and I felt extremely
foolish talking to a rubber prick.

  "Come on sugar, tell Mister Cock how pretty and big
he is. In fact we want you to give him a big wet kiss,
Gail purred."  She pointed at the floor in front of
her and began tapping her foot impatiently. I bowed my
head in obedience, dropped to my knees and scooted to
her feet. I felt my legs being pushed apart and then a
hand from behind was softly rubbing my girdle covered
package. D was kneeling behind me making me crazy with
lust stroking my purse and pickle with her fingers and
rubbing her big tits on my back.

  "Go ahead girl, give Mister Cock a big juicy kiss."
Dawn whispered hotly in my ear.

  It hung just inches from my face, its base buried in
Gail's bush. Black with large veins down the side, it
had a foreskin that almost completely covered the
purple head. MISTER Cock looked like he was goin to
pulsate cum momentarily. There was lipstick on him the
same shade D was wearing and he definitely smelled of
pussy.  Dawns incessant fondling and the whispering of
dirty things in my ear finally drove me over the edge.
I cast my inhibitions to the wind and felt absolutely
no shame. I wanted to perform like the submissive
whore the ladies wanted me to be. I wanted to put my
lips on his purple head and jerk him off in my mouth.

   Reaching, out somewhat timidly, I gripped the
monster and milked back the foreskin. The motion
elicited a soft moan from Gail. The strap-on was a
double ender.  All this time she had the other half of
Mister Cock buried in her cunt. I figured she was
ready to explode and it was my duty to help her.
Stroking faster I soon had Gail humping my hand. As my
lips grew closer to that yummy member, Dawn mercifully
removed her hand from my groin and gently guided me
onward until Gail took over. Hooking her fingers into
the rings, she was soon fucking my face with abandon
satisfying her own needs at my expense. There was a
squishing sound from her cunt whenever she thrust into
me, which was becoming jackhammer like as she
approached orgasm.

  With a final thrust Gail buried the big prick in my
now raw throat and began to convulse as a river of
girl juice flowed down her legs. I tenderly lapped up
the viscous fluid as she slowly recovered.

  "WOW! That was one hell of blow job Gail exclaimed.
That's the first time I climaxed while fucking
someone's mouth. Dawn honey, take a picture of Suzy
sucking my cock and get a close up shot of her winkie
and body jewelry. I want to send them to cousin Bill
to see if it sparks more interest. After that I think
we should retire to the boudoir for more fun and
games.

TO BE CONTINUED.........???

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