Date: Sat, 17 Sep 2016 14:36:28 +0930
From: Amanda Stern <astern50@gmail.com>
Subject: My New Career - Part 9 (TG)

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MY NEW CAREER - PART 9

"So, now that it's gone, how do you feel?"

The question floored me for a minute. "I ... I'm not sure, really. It's
definitely for the better. But it was a big thing - well, not that big a
thing obviously." I giggled. "I mean it's not as if I was making any good
use of it ... But if I'd understood how much it was going to cost ..."

"Some prices are worth paying, don't you think?"

"I guess so", I said, nestling closer. "Still, if I'd realised how much you
were willing to shell out to take my virginity, I might have asked for a
commission ..."

The broad chest on which my head was pillowed shook as Antony laughed.
"Don't worry Katy, you'll get your share ..." Hie stroked my back and then
gave my naked buttock a playful squeeze.

"Oooh, is that a promise, master?" I asked. With my free hand, I reached
down to fondle the magnificent cock that had so recently popped my cherry.
"I think it's time you made another deposit in my special bank, don't you?"

"I think I can arrange that", he answered, "though it may depend on what
interest I can get ..."

"Oh, I'm very interested in having this beautiful thing inside me again ...
and I think it is too!" As I stroked the shaft, it quickly reached its full
height and thickness, swelling to the point that I could barely get one
hand around it. I marvelled again at how I could possibly have fit even
part of it inside my rear passage - though it had been stretched to a
certain extent by the butt plugs Kristin Everett had made me use over my
first few months at the Ceder College.

Of course the big mystery was not that Antony had been able to fuck me
without my splitting in two - but that I had so badly wanted to be fucked
In the first place.

It was not as if i knew him at all. In fact the one thing I could say about
him for sure, apart from the obvious (that he was rich, powerful and
incredibly well hung), was that he had bought the right to deflower me in
an auction held by the Ceder College. An act so perverted, so immoral, that
it was hardly calculated to endear him to me.

Nor did I find him attractive - or at least not in the way that I would
previously have understood, as someone (or so I thought) firmly interested
only in women.

Now his young servants, Ryan and Alex, they were another matter. I had to
admit they were hot. I was trying really hard at this point not to think
too hard about just why they seemed to merit that description, or what
that might say about my increasingly confused sexuality. But whatever the
Martin I had previously been might have thought about them, as Katy I could
not deny their appeal.

But with Antony ... well, it was not as if I was turned on by looking at
him. It was more the idea of being with him that seemed so exciting. And
not just being with him, but being possessed by him ...

And right now, there was no doubt that I was aroused by the prospect of him
taking me. As I lifted myself up, one hand still stroking Antony's cock, I
was careful not to brush my own raging erection against his body. He had
shown absolutely no interest in touching my dick, while making it clear I
should not lay a hand on it either.I would have to ask him about that - but
not now.

Kneeling on the bed beside him, I lowered my head briefly to run my tongue
over the top of his member. As it twitched in response I tilted my head so
that I could see his face and softly asked: "How do you want me, master?"

The submissive tone brought a smile to Antony's face. "Sit on me", he
commanded. I knelt up and moved to straddle him, but he stopped me. "Other
way round", he instructed, making a twirling motion with his finger. He
wanted me to face away from him.

I turned round, slipped off my heels and then carefully stood up on the
bed, positioning my feet either side of his body. Squatting down, I sought
to lower myself onto his rampant pole. With a little assistance from
its owner, I got it in position and then pressed down. Once again, it was
no easy task, but my hole was looser than before - and lubricated with the
cum that was still slowly dribbling out of me. Even so, I gasped as my
passage was filled.

Once the pressure had eased, I began to raise and lower myself. I had done
this before on the stage at Club Angel, I realised ... but never with a
real cock up my ass. Try as I might, I could not reach the bottom of his
shaft - he was simply too big. But even so I was able to get most of him
inside me with every squat. The feeling was indescribable - and so was the
sight of my own erect member whipping back and forth as I drove up and down.

After a few minutes of this Antony grabbed my shoulders. Holding himself
inside me and tilting his pelvis up, he gently pulled my upper half down
until my back was resting on his chest. From there he began to fuck me,
lifting his lower body to drive inside me. At the same time his hands found
my nipples and he began to stroke and tease them. I moaned in pleasure at
the feeling.

By shifting my angle slightly I was able to bring my head alongside his, so
that I could kiss him. I'm not sure whether it was his tongue invading my
mouth, his fingers on my sensitive nipples, the new angle of penetration,
or perhaps a combination of all three,  but the stimulation was
extraordinary - like nothing I'd ever felt.

Deep inside me, I was getting jolts of pleasure as his cock found a magic
spot in my anus. Much later, I would learn about the prostate gland, but
for now all I knew, from trial and error, was that if I manoeuvred my lower
body into a particular position, Antony's thrusts would hit it more
regularly.

"Oh god, that's it, right there ... harder, fuck me harder, pleeeeease ..."
I was crying out now, overwhelmed by new sensations, so full I thought I
might burst, yet the pressure still building inside me, carrying me further
into ecstasy.

"That's it ... oh, fuck, that feels so good ... oh yes, yes, yes ..."

Until suddenly with a wild cry I was coming, gouts of spunk shooting out of
my untouched member, one spraying so far that it landed on my mouth, the
rest coating my chest and belly. Jet after jet of sweet release, an orgasm
utterly unexpected, but as intense as any I'd ever experienced ...

And as I marvelled at what had just happened, my cock still twitching and
the taste of my own cum on my lips, I felt Antony pour his own seed into me
for the second time that night, his big body shuddering as he came, his rod
jammed so far up me that I thought we might never be uncoupled ...

There was a pause while Antony regained his breath, and then he was folding
his arms around me, his lips finding mine as we shared the sweetest of
post-coital kisses.

For several minutes we lay there without moving, until Antony ran a finger
through the cum that was still smeared on my torso and held it up to
inspect it. "Why Katy", he admonished, "you naughty slut, did you come all
over yourself?"

"I'm sorry master -" I started to say, but he cut me off. "You're very
lucky, you know, not everyone gets to experience that kind of orgasm. Not
that I've ever tried myself, you understand ... But your penalty is that
you get to clean it all up yourself, understood? Here, lick!"

He proceeded to feed me every drop of cum he could find on my body and
ensured I licked his fingers clean. When that was done I finally slid off
his pole and collapsed on the bed beside him. He gave me an amused glance.
"I do hope that you haven't expended all your energy ..."

He clicked his fingers, three times. Thirty seconds later, Ryan and Alex
entered the bedroom. Antony made no attempt to cover up and so I didn't
either. Their eyes flicked quickly over me, but they didn't seem surprised
to find me on their employer's bed, clad only in cum-streaked black
stockings. Clearly, this wasn't an unusual occurrence.

"Yes master?" Ryan inquired in the deferential voice I'd come to recognise.
He and his brother were still dressed in the skimpy schoolgirl uniforms
that matched the one in which I had arrived  that afternoon, yet that
looked so different on my feminised form. They wore no makeup, the uniforms
not a sexy accoutrement but simply a way of humiliating them. And not, if I
understood correctly, because of anything they had done, but rather to
punish one of their parents, who had apparently been a business rival of
the man who now commanded their service.

"Ah, my trusty retainers", said Antony, his tone bristling with amusement.
"I think it's time for a reward. We can start with those lovely outfits.
Take them off."

For a moment the two stared at him, nonplussed, and then, as if in response
to some hidden control. moved simultaneously to unbutton their see-through
blouses. Soon enough they were down to just their white cotton panties,
their skirts, stockings and heels discarded.

"And the rest", said Antony. Alex seemed about to say something, but
quickly subsided when he saw the look on the older man's face. With an air
of resignation, he and Ryan pulled down their knickers and stepped out of
them, all the while trying to cover their private parts without turning
their backs - something they no doubt figured would get them into
trouble. I couldn't help but let out a giggle, something that prompted both
young men to blush even more than they were already doing.

"Well now Katy, what shall we do with these two?" asked Antony jovially. "I
have half a mind to get them to play with each other ... but after your
delightful efforts I'm feeling in a generous mood."

He turned to me and smiled wickedly. "I'm not sure who has been sneaking
more looks at whom today - they at you, or you at them. In any case,
now's your chance." He waved a lazy hand in the servants' direction. "Why
don't you give them, ah, a closer inspection?"

I had the clear impression that this was a command, not a request, so
I dutifully rolled off the bed and padded over to the two young men. But
there was no reason I shouldn't have some fun. And he had talked about a
reward - though for whom he hadn't said ...

Walking behind the two them as they stood there, tightly clutching their
crown jewels, i lightly stroked then slapped first one pair of naked
buttocks then the other, prompting each of them to give a start of
surprise. "Mmmm", I said appreciatively, "so nice to see you out of those
silly clothes - and such lovely firm bottoms you have too!"

Completing the circuit, I came to a halt in front of them. Their bodies
were all that a girl could have wanted - lean, reasonably toned without
being too muscular, and with fine blonde hair over the kind of golden skin
that suggests regular time on the beach or in the surf.

Alex, the younger, was slightly taller, though they both comfortably topped
my height when, as at present, I was out of my heels. His tousled,
straw-coloured hair contrasted with his brother's shorter and darker locks.
They both had finely chiseled features, with high cheekbones, firm chins
and clear blue eyes. They could easily have been models, though their
troubled expressions would not have got them onto any magazine covers just
at the moment. There was also something else spooling their appearance ...

Turning round to look at Antony, I gave a pout and said in my very best
little girl voice: "But master, what I am I meant to inspect? I can't seem
to see anything!"

Anthony grinned back at me. "I'm sure we can fix that. Gentlemen, hands
behind your backs please!"

Both Ryan and Alex gave me looks which seemed to mingle hunger and fear,
but they did as they were told. "Oooh!" My squeal of delight was only
partially feigned. Each of the servants proved to have nice long cocks,
which hung appealingly down below their balls. They had nothing like the
girth of Antony's, but they were certainly packing quite a load.

Reaching down, I took a cock in each hand and made as if to weigh them.
Both grew appreciably as I touched them, and I could feel their owners
tense right up. "Now boys, why on earth would you want to hide these lovely
things?" Once more, I turned to face Antony, still holding the swelling
appendages. "They seem to be getting bigger, master", I said in a tone of
mock protest, "but I can't quite decide which one is the biggest ..."

"Then you must test them out, Katy", came the response. I needed no further
invitation. Sinking  to my knees, I savoured the choice available to me.
They both looked so yummy ...

For a moment I pondered the idea of teasing the servants some more ... but
the fact was that I wanted these cocks, and I wanted them now. Without
further ado I plunged Ryan's member into my mouth and began to suck it
greedily, all the while wanking his brother with my free hand. When Ryan
was fully erect I swapped positions. Soon enough Alex was rock hard as
well. They made no comment or motion as I tended to them, but their arousal
was plain.

"Now then", I said happily, "let's see who I can get furthest down my
throat ..." With all my recent practice, I had little trouble getting each
shaft to slip down my gullet, so that my mouth pressed hard against the
firm bellies of the two young men. I was rewarded on each occasion with a
moan of pleasure.

"Hmmm", I said, sitting back on my heels and contemplating the cocks that
now stood proud and erect in front of me. "I don't think I can feel a
difference ... but I think I need to check them somewhere else ..." I
looked up at the two youths, my eyes wide. "So, who wants to fuck me?"
Reaching down, I began to stroke my own shaft, slowly and
lasciviously, bringing it back to life.

Their faces were a picture, flushed with desire, but also clouded with
confusion and embarrassment. Alex muttered something I couldn't hear.
Straightening up, I moved close in to him. Ignoring his flinch as our cocks
brushed together, I brought my mouth to his and kissed him. He was
tentative at first, but when I reached between us and fondled his balls his
tongue became more urgent and his arms closed around me.

After savouring the feel of his hard, slim body against mine, so different
to the size and brutal power of his master, I broke from the embrace. I
playfully nibbled his ear, then spoke in a voice loud enough for the others
in the room to hear. "Mmmm, I've been wanting to do that all day. Now, what
was it you wanted?"

Breathing heavily, despite the lack of any exertion on his part, Alex
managed to find his voice. "I ... I want you, miss."

"Oh, I think you can do better than that." Antony's voice made us both turn
round and look at him. He was reclining on the bed, head propped up one
elbow, a satisfied smile on his face as he contemplated the scene in front
of him. "The lovely Katy here is offering you something very special. The
least you can do is ask nicely ..."

Reddening once again, Alex cleared his throat. "Please ... please let me
fuck you, miss." I ruffled his hair affectionately and kissed him again.
"Of course you can fuck me", I said huskily. "I want to feel that lovely
cock of yours deep inside me. But - you're gong to  have to do something
for me first ..." I lowered my eyes and nodded downwards.

His eyes widened in shock and he opened his mouth to protest. But Antony
cut him off. "I don't think that was a request, Alex. On your knees - now!"

As the servant reluctantly complied, I beckoned to his brother, who was
watching us with a look of horrified fascination. "Don't think I've
forgotten you", I said, pulling Ryan into a kiss and grabbing his
shaft with one hand. As our lips met I felt the warm wetness of Alex's
mouth close over my glans.

Looking down, I took a moment to enjoy the sight of a strapping youth with
my cock in his mouth. I had occasionally been fellated by men at Club Angel
... but nobody this young and good-looking. "Watch those teeth", I warned
him, and then turned my attention back to his brother.

After a few minutes of this, I made them swap positions. Ryan, I noted,
seemed far more at ease with cocksucking. I wondered idly if he'd done it
before. I was almost inclined to reward him with the initial crack at my
ass. But, fair's fair, Alex had asked first ...

After kissing them both again and ensuring with busy hands that they were
still good and hard, I led them over to an armchair, on which I had Ryan
sit. Standing in front of him, I bent forward at the waist to bring my
mouth down over his shaft, propping myself up on the arms of the chair. At
the same time I lifted my butt and wigglied it invitingly. "Cmon Alex, fuck
me ... Fuck me as hard as you can", I called.

His response was everything I could have wanted. Not for the first time
that night, I gasped as I felt my back passage invaded. This time though
there was none of the discomfort I had felt with Antony. Alex slid smoothly
and easily into my now widened and thoroughly greased hole. Soon enough his
balls were slapping against me as he ploughed my furrow.

Glancing sideways, I could see Antony watching us, one paw wrapped around
his giant dick as he stroked it lazily. The sight excited me even more as I
encouraged the seated Ryan to fuck my mouth.

By the time that Alex ejaculated, over and over again, my moans muffled by
Ryan's throbbing member, I was already thinking about the next cock I
wanted inside me ...

(To be continued ...)