Date: Wed, 11 Aug 2010 16:34:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rose Good <girlieross69@yahoo.com>
Subject: rubber band man part 10

Rubber Band Man part 10

As a footnote: From now on, I'm using italics for Rose's thoughts.  The
idea came from a dear writer friend.
    I'm caught by this man, caught with my love of cock showing brightly,
showing how much I need it, how much I want it. He knows I'm going to be his, he
knows I'll do what he says, and love it. I wish I hadn't worn that damn stretchy
girlie top, today, showing off my nipples, and little breast mounds. It's almost
obvious, almost, but, if one looked, they could see my less than A cup titties,
could see my enlarged nipples, begging to be sucked and played with. Couple that
with my panties, and this guy knows I'm his bottom pussy girl. And now that he
knows I'm taking hormones, he knows I want to be more girlie, to enhance my
feminine appearance, to take things to another level.


   I'm thinking I need to call Horace, and see if my hormone dose is correct for
me, now that's it been almost a couple of years. My body has softened a lot,
hips filling in, ass getting bigger, waist slimming, and of course, breasts
growing, just a little, with the extremely sensitive nipples. I'd really like my
breasts to be a bit larger, maybe a B cup. That would be hot. He would know how
to handle this. I also need to find out, if I should put the test drug in the
hands of the new man in my life. Could I be in for trouble? Could it be a big
mistake? Hopefully, he'll know.

   Anyway, I'm still on my knees with his cock in my mouth, suckling him, hoping
he'll get hard again. I've thanked him, for his cum, and slid his cock back in
my mouth, nursing on it's strength. He flips on the TV, and the DVD player,
showing a movie about a tranny who's getting cock at both ends. She loves it,
begging for more, begging the men to fuck her ass and mouth harder. I turn, to
watch, mesmerized by the scene, getting me all tingly inside and making my clit
all hard and wet. He sees my crotch, saying, "I see u like the movie, do u want
to be that `girl', getting cock at both ends, making her beg for more? Is that
what u want, girl?" His look is wanting an answer, so, I say, "Yes, sir, that
would be wonderful, to have two cocks to please."

   "Take ur sexy little top off, girl, let me see those sweet titties of urs." I
did, bearing my chest for him, showing him my little mounds of flesh, and my
sensitive nipples. He grabbed them, twisting them making me moan, sending little
shocks thru my body.
 They've been extra sensitive, lately, well, within the last 6 months, and
they've grown,the areole getting larger, while the nub growing about twice the
size it was. He felt my breasts, cupping them, saying, "Those are cute little
titties. They look like they may be a small A cup, huh? U'll need a bra soon. I
bet u'd like them to be bigger, wouldn't u? Like a B or C cup, jiggling when u
walk, like girls boobs should. I like them, and can tell u like those cute nips
played with, don't u?" I'm moaning, as he's handling me, so an answer wasn't
necessary. He knew I loved what he was doing.


   "Now let me see those panties. Take off ur jeans. I want to see ur hot pink
panties, sliding up the crack of ur ass, touching ur hole, making u feel good,
every time u walk. Let me see them, stand up, turn around." I did as he asked,
showing off for him, allowing him to feast on my body with his eyes, and then
his hands. I knew he'd have his hands all over me, soon, I just knew it. Sure
enough, he did grab my cheeks, saying, "Those are some fine globes girl, very
nice. Those jeans don't do ur ass justice, that's a girl's ass, for sure. And I
bet ur pussy is just as nice, or nicer." He slid his finger under the thong,
finding my pussy, making me twitch. It slid around some, then brought it up to
my mouth, "Here, get my finger wet." I sucked his finger, putting lot's of spit,
which he put back at my entrance, pushing in, making me shudder, with delight.
There has always been something about a finger playing with my pussy that get's
me going, every time. It must be my experience with Mr. Smythe. He loved to play
with my pussy. "MMM, nice cunt u have there, girl, nice and tight. I know my
cock will make u feel good, make u scream with wanton lust, make u want more and
more."

   His finger came back up to my mouth, slipped in, giving me a brief taste of
my cunt, and then back to my pussy, sliding in and out, like a small cock. I was
grinding against his digit, loving the sensations he was creating, and wanting
more. He knew it, too, as anytime a bottom pushes back on and invading finger,
and moans, the top man knows.

"Turn around, sit on the couch, like this," he said, positioning me on my back,
with my ass hanging off the edge. He positioned himself between my legs, held
them up close to my body, giving him complete access to his target, my pussy.
I'm impatiently waiting for him to slide that love weapon in me, giving me what
I need. I felt the head sliding around my crack, probing a little, teasing me,
and finally felt him open me up, causing me to scream out in pain from his
assault. He continued pushing in, filling me, still causing a lot of pain, me
gripping the couch. It has been a long time since anyone had fucked me, and the
last time, I was drunk, so, didn't really have much pain, or pleasure. Of
course, I'll always remember Mr. Smythe's assault, with very deep fondness.

    But, there was no fondness here. He was plowing my cunt, hard and fast, with
no consideration to my feelings. But, once the pain dissipated, I realized that
the slight upturn to his cock, created a constant rubbing on my love button,
making me squirm each time he pushed in or pulled out. It was amazing how the
sensation overwhelmed my body, causing me to beg for more, wanting to cum from
his fucking movements. He wasn't interested, though, as he just kept thrusting,
holding my legs up to give him the best access, and the deepest penetration.


   With that, he did exactly that, slamming in to the hilt, and firing off
volley after volley of his hot lava into my needy body. Oh, I had forgotten how
good this feels, having a man deposit his seed, after using my pussy for his
pleasure. This is wonderful, feeling him shoot, deep in my bowels, coating my
insides with that sweet juice, making me his bitch, making me his cum
receptacle. Oh, yes, this is where I longed to be.


   He continued his orgasm, until finally, he slumped down, on top of me, still
holding my legs high in the air. His cock was softening, some, but, I could
still feel it's girth filling me, loving that `full' feeling. Not knowing what
to expect next, I relaxed a bit, letting him bask in the afterglow of his
orgasm. "Girl, that was one fine fuck, ur pussy is made for my cock, it fits
perfectly, and u're so hot and wet inside." He was right, too, my pussy seemed
to have be lubricated, naturally, as the only lube he used was the little spit
on his cock. I like that thought, my pussy lubricates, like a girl's pussy,
MMMMM, nice.


   I hadn't cum, but, that was ok, as I'll prob jack off, when I leave. He came,
he had his orgasm, so, that's the good thing, he got off, using my pussy for his
pleasure. That is the pattern for me, now, let men use me for their pleasure, as
a sex slave, almost. Something about that term that both excites and scares me,
but, we'll have to see what the future will bring. I only know, I love this,
love being his girl, having his spent cock in my cunt, after his orgasm.


   Bringing me back to my senses, he says, "Ok, I need to get some sleep, get
ready for work, so, u'll go, come back the day after tomorrow, and bring the
vids, the drugs, if u have them, and some girl clothes. I want to see my girl in
some sexy things." He slid out of me, got up, leaned in, and placed his cock at
my lips. "U need to clean me up. My cock has all that cum and pussy juices, so,
I'm sure u'll love it. Get to it girl, I don't have all day." I took his semi
soft member into my mouth, and cleaned it, completely, loving the taste of our
sex. There is something so nasty about sucking on the cock that has just cum in
my pussy, but, I love it. "Thirsty?" I feel the first spurt of his piss hit the
roof of my mouth, and I swallow in self defense. The gulping continues as his
waste water continues to spurt, not giving me much chance to react, just gulp. I
tried to tighten my lips to slow down the flow, but, to no avail. His piss slit
kept squirting his urine into his new urinal, my mouth. "Get the last little
bit, don't spill any." I pursed my lips, like a good urinal bitch, and sucked
out the last bit, lovingly. I could have stayed there a while, suckling him,
just being sensual with that love weapon, rolling my tongue around it, sucking
it a bit, just holding it in my mouth. But, he pulled back, making a plopping
sound, from the suction of my lips. He snickered, saying, "U'll get more, I
promise, but right now, u have to leave. Remember, be here after work on wed."
This was Monday, so, I'd be there, for sure. As I walked out the door, I yelled
back "Thank U sir." I bet that brought a smile to his face, I know I was
grinning on my way to the car.

   On my way home, I decided to call Horace, the guy who was helping me with the
drugs, Mr Smythe's contact at his work. He answered, right away, saying, "Wow, I
wondered what happened to U, Rose. Is everything ok? Do U need some help?" I
explained my situation, and he said, "Well, ok, let's meet and discuss the
situation. U want to come over to my place, let's say, tomorrow night?" I was at
ease with him, so, said, "Sure, that would be great." He gave me his address,
and we set up an 8:00 meeting. Good, I thought, hopefully, I'll get that part of
my life straightened out. Tonight, I'll just chill out at home.

   I went home after work, the next day, took a nice hot bubble bath, with rose
scented pearls, shaved my legs, clit and pussy, chest, took a douche, as I like
my pussy to be clean, put on some yellow panties, a pair of lo rise shorts, a
little tight, (the way I like them) and a tank top, again probably a little
tight, but, the look just turned me on. My little breasts and nipples were out
on display in that stretchy tank top, but, it made me feel good inside, so, I
wore it. Besides, Horace wasn't interested in me, so, it would be fine.


   I got some dinner, watched a little TV, and made my way to his apartment
complex. I couldn't figure out which building was his, as the #s seemed to be
missing. I asked a guy, who was working in his yard, who came over to the car,
looking at my chest. He said, "The one ur looking for is the second one on the
left. I like ur tank top, looks very hot on u," he commented. I blushed, saying
"Thank u, and thank u for the compliment." Driving off, I saw him adjust
himself. Hmmmm, I wonder where that would have gone? I mused.


   Pulling into the parking spot, I found his apartment, knocked and was greeted
by a very handsome man. "Hi, come in, u must be Rose, I`m Larry. We've been
talking about u, and have hopefully come up with a good plan. Please, come in,
sit down, would u like a drink?" This guy knows all about me? Shit, what's this?
How do I get into these situations. I just wanted to talk to Horace, get his
advice, and be gone. Now, there's another guy here, who seems to know all about
me, and wants to present a "plan"? I'm just flabbergasted. I'm also pissed at
Horace for sharing my concerns with a stranger. Ok, well, I'm here, I'll listen
and see what they have to say.


   Horace came out of the back room wearing a nightie, a soft pink, female's
nightie, which shocked me. His face had some light makeup, he wore a wig, and
some hot pink lipstick. He looked at me, saw my surprised look, and said, "Hi
Rose, so glad U could make it. Please have a seat, get comfy, and we'll let u
know what we've decided for u. First off, I'm very much like u, I love wearing
girlie things, love serving men, sexually, want to have a more feminine
appearance, though not drastic, and have been using the test drug now for about
3 months, as well as hormone therapy. Larry, here, administers the drug to me,
like John (Mr. Smythe) had administered it to u. I knew from the start what the
consequences were, I knew I'd do anything Larry said, again, as long as it
didn't go against my beliefs. It's been wonderful, so far. Larry has taken me
places, sexually, that I could not ever think about, let alone achieve. I'm his
bitch, u might say. I do his sexual bidding, I wear what he says, do what he
wants, go where he wants, and basically, don't have to worry about anything.
Well, sometimes I may have to put up with some snickering from people out there
on the street, but, who cares, I'm loving it all. I mean, some things can be a
little humiliating, but, that`s all part of the fun and excitement. He has such
a vivid imagination, it's wonderful."


   I looked at Larry, occasionally, noting his stare, taking in my every
subliminal response to Horace's confession. He was feeling me out, seeing if I
wanted to be his bitch, too, I think. Not sure about that, but, it does have
it's positive side, too. Just being completely under the power of someone else,
is downright scary. That seems to be where Horace is right now, under Larry
thumb, and under his cock, I'm sure, I giggled, to myself. I must admit, I loved
being with John, loved the way he made me felt, loved the sex, so, maybe it's
not a bad idea. But, then, what if the man with the drug is a mean SOB, and
would want me to do all sorts of nasty things. My conscience wouldn't allow
anything too far out, I wouldn't think. Hmmmm, ok, well, I'll hear them out.


   Larry spoke next, "Rose, we've asked u here to continue ur part of the
experiment with the same drug u have already taken. And as Hanna has said, I'll
be the one to `administer' it to u, so, u'd know, up front who was ur master.
I'm a very easy going man, a little kinky, can be very demanding, but, am also
quite fair, wanting all concerned to have a very positive experience. From
everything I've heard, the time with John Smythe was very enjoyable for u, as
short as it was. The drug was really in it's early test stages at that point,
and now has been perfected. U wouldn't have the `time relationship' issue,
that's been fixed. Hormones work quicker, more accurately, creating as much of
the female form that u want, sooner. Bigger breasts? Rounder ass? Less ugly male
hair? More feminine appearance? It all happens, in an accelerated manner. Here,
look at Hanna's breasts, after 3 months of test drug and hormones."
Horace/Hanna, pulled the negligee aside showing me a very nice pair of A cups,
prob a little bigger. "Come feel them, Rose, feel how nice they are, feel how
soft and fleshy, not those fake ones that just sit there, Hanna beckoned.
Walking over there, I felt Larry's eyes on my ass, so, I exaggerated my walk,
wanting him to see me sway. I love that feeling. Sorry, back to his/her breasts,
I did reach up, feeling them. They were, as stated, completely natural, a little
larger than mine, already, and with big nipples, begging to be played with.


   "I can see ur a little surprised and maybe shocked by what u've seen and
heard, tonight, and welcome any questions, wanting u to completely feel comfy
with any decision u make. We'll start tonight, if u choose, giving u the correct
doses of each med, getting u primed for the rest of ur life," stated Larry. "U
would have ur normal life, seeing me once or twice a week, depending on my needs
and schedule. U'd stay the night, be my sex slave while u were here, maybe doing
some other work, again, all based on my needs at the time."

   "Ok, I do have some questions, but, not sure what they are yet. U're very
correct, I'm dumbfounded. My mind is swirling, not knowing how to handle this. I
may need some time to think this over. I mean, this is a big step for me, so,
giving it serious thought is necessary for me. When Mr. Smythe did this to me, I
had no idea, so it's different than going into it with my eyes wide open, as
they say. Aside from the time issue, are there any other changes to the drug?"

   "Good question, the answer is yes, and no. There really aren't any changes,
it's just been perfected, so no side effects, and reactions of the subject are
truer and swifter and longer lasting."

   "Ok, can I leave and get off the drug, in the future, if I so choose?" He
smiled, saying, "well, that may be a bit more difficult, as once u start, I
wouldn't want u to leave me, so, I'd reinforce the usage, thereby squelching any
thoughts u'd have about quitting. However, conversely, should I decide that u
leave, then, U'd be gone."

   "Hmmm, ok, fair answer, even though it wasn't the one I wanted to hear. So,
let me make sure I understand the drug. U give me a directive, or suggestion,
and I'll follow it completely as long as inside I'm ok with it, right?" Smiling,
he said, "Yes, exactly."
" I'd like to ask Horace/Hanna a question or two, and need to be sure I get
honest answers, so, I'd like u to tell him/her to answer me truthfully, ok?" He
nodded his head, seeing where this was going, saying, "Hanna, answer Rose's
questions truthfully."


   I turned to Hanna, "Hanna describe the most humiliating thing Larry has had u
do. Better yet, give me two." He looked at me, thinking, and then uttered,
"Being in the rim chair with other people around, is the most humiliating. The
next most would be having to walk up to perfect strangers, and ask them if I can
suck their cock."


   "Ok, describe how the rim chair is so humiliating." Smiling, he looks at
Larry, saying, "Well, if anyone in the room wants their asshole cleaned, I'm
told to lay down under the chair and lick them clean, even after they've just
shit."

   "Do they shit on u, or in ur mouth?" Shaking a bit, he says, "Yes, that can
happen, too, depending on the mood of the group and Larry's desires."


   "Last question is: Are u glad u are taking the drug from Larry?" Again, that
smile, as he answers and emphatic "Yes!"


   "Larry, I need to think about this some more. It's a big step, so, I'll have
to give u an answer in a few days, ok?" He nods, understanding my reluctance,
and giving me space. "Thank u very much for ur invite, for being honest with me,
and for thinking of me for ur `group'. I'll contact Hanna in a day or two with
my decision."

   Larry stood, came by my side, felt my ass, squeezing my cheek, saying, "I'd
love to get in that sweet pussy of urs, and make u scream with pleasure. I hope
u agree, and will see u soon."

   I left, shaking, both from a little desire, from Larry' s caresses and of
course from the outlandish proposition. Well, maybe it's not that outlandish,
considering I was in the program once, already, and Hanna seemed to be happy
with it, knowing up front what was to be expected. I will think about it,
needless to say. Time to go home, relax, get some sleep, work tomorrow, and go
see my Rubber Band Man, tomorrow night.



To be continued? Contact

 "Do u like this girl? Do u like my big ole cock using ur pussy? It feels great,
all soft and silky inside, all wet and wanting, hugging my cock, gripping my
cock. Hold on, girl, cause here it comes, I'm gonna breed that tight little cunt
of urs, going to fill u up with my huge load. Get ready, girl, squeeze it, work
that pussy for me, that's right, get it ready for me to unload." Half of me
wanted him to cum, and half wanted him to continue fucking, cause I think I
could cum in this position, with his cock hitting my electric shock spot,
constantly. But, not to be.girlieross69@yahoo.comwith any comments and
constructive criticism.