Monday, November 14, 2005

A Bitch-Boy Is Trained

I never was very much with the ladies. More a beer and skittles man
really. My wife, Alison is
much different, though. Considerably younger than me and standing more
than four inches taller,
she has a voracious appetite for life and that includes sex.
Personally, I have never really seen the
fascination with sex that Alison has. I have a reasonable collection
of porn movies that I keep at
home and much prefer to watch them than actually indulge in the real
thing. That was until
recently when my wife became my Mistress and my whole life changed
quite dramatically.
It all started a few weeks ago. It was a Tuesday evening and I
had been enjoying a quiet
few drinks and a game of pool with some friends at a local bar. As
usual, Alison had refused to
accompany me, claiming that it would be just another very tedious
evening and that, frankly, she
would prefer to watch paint dry! I was quite pleased that I was going
by myself, things between
my wife and I had not been good recently and I knew that if she had
come, she would have spent
the entire time ridiculing me and annoying my friends.
The evening went well and at about 10:00pm I decided that it was
time for me to leave.
I hadn't consumed many drinks, so I thought it would be safe for me to
drive my car home. As
I approached my house, I saw the familiar sight of Alison's new sports
car pulling out of the
drive. As usual she was revving the engine hard and the tyres
screeched noisily on the tarmac as
she sped off down the road. I wondered where the hell she was going at
this time of night. I was
used to her following her own pursuits, but at this hour? Mt curiosity
piqued, I slipped my Volvo
into gear and pulled out into the main road. I didn't know why I was
following her, only that it
seemed like a good idea at the time.
Alison's Porsche wove in and out of the light, evening traffic.
The streets in our part of
town are well lit so it wasn't difficult for me to keep track of her.
I knew that she wasn't looking
out for me, but I hung well back. For some reason I didn't want her to
see me at all. Eventually
I followed the red sports car into the East side of town. This area is
quite different to where we
live: hookers hang out on the street corners often accompanied by
their pimps or minders and
every other store is either a fast food joint or a sex shop. I was
quite concerned when I saw
Alison's car pull over to the side of the road about a hundred yards
in front of me. I quickly found
my own parking space and climbed out making sure to lock all the doors
as I went. I kept an eye
on my wife and my curiosity increased further as I looked at what she
was wearing. Gone were
the usual seats she wore around the house. The had been replaced by a
slinky, off the shoulder
dress in red and black tights or stockings (I was a little too far
away to tell the difference. She'd
also had her hair done: The golden, blonde locks piled high on her
head and her make-up looked
thick and gaudy. I watched as she walked though one of the shop
doorways. I made a mental note
of which doorway and wandered, as casually as my pounding heart would
allow, towards the
store.
The shop front was brightly lit and called "Pussy's". Even if the
name hadn't given away
what sort of trade they did, the photograph's of semi-naked women that
adorned the windows
left the idle browser in no doubt. A Large, suited man stood on the
door, barring my entrance
with his muscular body and pointing to a hand written sign indicating
the price of admission.
"It's a good show, man" he said in a gruff, growling voice, "all
private cubicles and you
can watch the girls. They do everything, man. They fuck, they suck,
they finger themselves. Great
show, come on in." I had little choice. A few other guys had formed
behind me, blocking any
escape. I handed over the admission price and entered. It was dark and
gloomy inside. The desk
clerk looked me up and down quickly and smiled a smirky kind of grin.
He pointed towards a
corridor with locked doors and handed me a key with a number on it. It
didn't take me long to
locate the corresponding door number, and opening the lock I entered a
small dimly lit cubicle.
There was a window against one wall and, once I had re-locked the door
behind me, a light above
the window came on automatically so that I could see through the
glass. I'm not sure exactly
what I expected to see, but the sight of my wife and another semi-nude
woman cavorting around
the floor, certainly wasn't it!
My heart leapt in my chest as I took in the scene. Alison and the
other woman were
almost naked. My wife's companion was also tall with striking features
and long, flame red hair
that fell in curls over her shoulders. I had seen strip shows before
but nothing on this scale and
certainly not with my wife as one of the main attractions! As I began
to watch, Alison and her
new friend were engaged in a long, wet kiss. Their hands roamed each
others bodies with
enthusiasm.; every inch of flesh seemed to be touched, squeezed or
caressed as the two women
became more aroused. There was a bench seat in the cubicle and I sat
down heavily. I knew that
Alison was highly sexual, but never dreamed in a million years that
she was bisexual. My gaze
wandered around the brightly lit room where the two women were
performing. It seemed to be
almost circular and I could see windows, presumably from other,
occupied cubicles, surrounding
the girls. I gasped slightly as I realised that, below each window was
a small hole. I could see
cocks protruding from some of these openings and noted that some were
already erect and hard.
I looked down at my own window. Sure enough, a small hole padded with
some sort of soft,
felt-like fabric had been placed in a perfect position.
The two women were now lying on a strip of carpet on the floor.
They were head to toe
in a classic "sixty-nine" position and I watched with further
fascination as the red-head lowered
her head between my wife's thighs and swiped a long, pink tongue over
Alison's slit. It was just
like watching one of my porn movies (two women together was always one
of my favourites),
and I could feel the tension in my loins as I began to develop an
erection. Gently I squeezed
myself through my pants, still not happy about releasing my cock for a
full masturbation session,
as the girls began to writhe and twist in front of me as they tongued
each others vagina's. Alison
was wailing loudly, her legs spread wide open and her pussy on show
for all to see as she
humped her hips up towards her lovers lips in an obvious attempt to
maintain as much contact
with the red-heads lips and tongue as possible. It was clear that this
was not at all faked, and as
both girls came in a screaming orgasm, I could see more pricks
protruding through the holes in
the surrounding wall.
Alison and the red-head were now touring round past the occupied
windows, stopping
every now and then to stroke or briefly suck on of the cocks that
poked through. It was obvious
that the cubicles were not sound proofed as I could hear moans of
satisfaction coming from the
occupants. I was so excited, I couldn't resist it. As I watched the
red-head approach my area, I
quickly unzipped my pants and without thinking, stuck my erect cock
through the hole. The build
up of anticipation was almost electric. She had stopped at the cubicle
next to mine and was
sucking the guys cock for all she was worth. My cock twitched as I
waited for her to finish with
my neighbour. I was so busy watching the red-head that I had lost
sight of Alison. My heart
jumped out of my chest and into my mouth as the familiar figure of my
wife suddenly appeared
out of nowhere and stood in front of my window. The glass was smoked
and so it was difficult
for the girls to see their audience, but I tried to pull away quickly
all the same. But it was too late.
Alison's hand gripped my hard tool in a vice like hold and began
jerking me back and forth. She
was so close to the window that I could see the slopes of her naked
breasts and the full pink
nipples that adorned them. She was jerking me off with expert strokes
and I knew that I was
about to cum. The seed was boiling in my testicles and preparing for
the quick journey up
through my shaft. I felt my knees go weak and my thighs tremble. This
is it I thought, I'm going
to cum in my wife's hand without her even knowing it's me.
"Aaahhhhhhhhhh yesssssssss" I couldn't stifle my cry of ecstasy
as my semen shot from
my dick and filled her hand.
My eyes were closed, but I could tell something was not quite
right. Alison's touch on
my penis had disappeared. I opened my eyes and saw that my wife had
cupped her hands to her
face and was peering in through my window. Her eyes widened as she
recognised me. I heard her
call to the red-head and then disappear herself. I wondered what I
should do. My brain ticked
over frighteningly slowly before the decision to run occurred to me.
By that time it was too late.
The red-head had scooped up my softening cock in her hand and was
holding on to it tightly;
disallowing any form of escape. I tried to pull away, but it was too
painful. She held me too
tightly. A second later my worst fears came true when I heard the door
to my cubicle open and
the familiar voice of my wife ringing in my ears.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" she screamed at me "How dare
you follow me!"
"I..I..I'm sorry, Ali," I stammered as I felt the hold on my cock
being released and I turned
to face my wife. "I just wanted to -"
"Shut up. I don't want to hear any of your pathetic excuses." She
grabbed my arm and
began pulling me towards the open door. "If you want to be involved,
then I'm gonna make sure
you are. Come with me you little shit!"
Everything happened so quickly then. I was dragged by my arm,
still fully clothed but
with my soft and abused cock still hanging from my fly, out of my
cubicle, along the corridor and
into the main room where the red-head was waiting for me. Once inside,
I was virtually thrown
towards the second woman. Both her and my wife were dressed only in
black stockings and high
heeled shoes. Their breasts swung as they moved and I could see the
moisture on their pussies
glisten. I am a slightly built man, and was no match for the two tall
women as I felt hands on my
shoulders forcing me to my knees in front of the red-head. Now in a
direct line with her well
trimmed vagina, I could smell the aroma of her orgasm still fresh on
her labia. I knew what she
wanted and what was expected of me and slowly bent my head towards her
pussy.
"Come on, eat her out!" cried my wife as I began to lick gingerly
at the light red pubes
of her friend. "Faster, come on eat her you weasel!"
I felt my head pushed firmly into the woman's vagina and began to
sweep my tongue up
and over her engorged clitoris. I could hear her moaning out above me
and felt her heat as she
ground her cunt against my now very wet face. I continued for another
five or six minutes before
the hands behind my head tightened on me and I felt a warm flow of
liquid oozing out onto my
face as she orgasmed loudly.
"Don't think you're finished yet!" cried Alison as I sank back
onto the floor, my face
dripping with juice. "You can help me and Jade with all these hungry
customers!" I looked
around me at the windows. The amount of cocks that were now thrust
through the holes had
increased as their owners watched the unplanned part of the
performance.
"W..W..What do you mean?" I said weakly.
"We're gonna pop your cherry!" said Jade, quickly joining in the
conversation. "Your
gonna get your ass fucked good, boy!"
"The words stuck in my throat and my limbs went numb as I was
practically carried
towards an angry looking erection protruding from one of the holes.
Again I was pushed to my
knees in front of the cock and forced to look at it in all its glory.
I'd never been this close to a
penis before and at first felt completely revolted. The male scent
permeated my nostrils and the
veins bulged as I looked at them.
"Suck on it bitch-boy!" cried Jade as she pushed my head towards
the penis. I resisted at
first but with the force of her hands on my head, the tip of the cock
was soon touching my tightly
closed lips.
"Open up!" demanded Alison as she reached down and squeezed my
balls painfully. It
was an involuntary reaction. The pain from my groin automatically
caused my lips to past in a
silent scream. Jade took her opportunity and pushed my head quickly
forwards. I felt my first
taste of another man's cock a that point. I wanted to gag as I was
thrust further forward, the head
penetrating my lips and slipping obscenely in to invade my mouth. I
was surprised at the texture;
the cock was fully erect and throbbing, the foreskin pulled well back
over the glans to expose the
soft, shiny knob. It began to slide in and out of my mouth with
comparative ease as I became
used to the shape and I could hear the animal grunts of its owner as
her began to face fuck me
from the other side of the hole. After a short while, I not only
became more comfortable with the
new sensations, I was actually beginning to enjoy them. Yes, a little
more than just beginning,
I was really starting to enjoy the feeling of sucking off this unseen
man.
"Hey, look!" cried Jade, "He's actually liking it! He's starting
to give head like a pro!"
It was true. I was loving this all of a sudden. I used my fingers
around the base of his
balls, tickling and stroking as I guided the throbbing head into my
mouth. I tried to swallow the
glans into my throat as I had seen on my porn movies when one of the
actresses gave deep head,
but it suddenly swelled and lodged in my windpipe. I wasn't prepared
for what happened next
and, to cheers and laughs from the two women, The unseen man started
to cum in my mouth. I
thought that I would be revolted be the thick liquid, but after the
first spurt trickled down my
throat, I knew I was hooked.
For the next hour and a half I scurried around after my two new
Mistresses (they now
both demanded that I referred to them in such revered terms) helping
them relieve cock after
erect cock with my mouth or my fingers. They taught me well, showing
me how to suck properly
to achieve the best result and how to use my fingers on solid shafts
and twitching balls until the
cum started flowing. All this must have been turning them on as well,
because every now and
then they would stop and sit down spreading their pink pussy's and
ordering me to service them
to climax. This I did gratefully and with enthusiasm, happy to satisfy
them in any way they
demanded.
"Okay, just one guy left," said Jade as she wiped her fingers of
the last issue of semen.
"Who's gonna do him, Ali?"
"Well, I think that Jeff should, don't you? You promised he would
lose his cherry today,
and he has been quite a good boy hasn't he?"
I was being spoken about without being spoken to; just how a new
submissive should be,
I thought. I was quite tired and my hands and face were covered with
cum. Bizzarly, I was still
fully dressed, but my cock that was so flaccid earlier had long since
become a raging, throbbing
erection. I knew what was to happen now and this did nothing to soften
me; I was looking
forward to becoming a true submissive for my wife and her lover. I
would do whatever they
asked of me. I would obey them completely and without question.
"Drop them!" came the order from Jade that I had been expecting.
Immediately I
complied and removed my trousers and underwear. My cock was standing
out ramrod straight
and slapping against by hairless belly. With Jade taking one arm and
Alison the other, I was led
towards the last waiting erection. I could hear the guy moaning and
groaning in frustration from
behind the wall and watched his cock throb and twitch as Jade slowly
stroked her fingers along
its length. I was relieved that it didn't look too huge for my first
attempt and licked my lips
tentatively as the girls turned be around so that I faced away from
it. Jade stood in front of me
and held my hands as I bent slightly towards her. My wife was behind
me, her hands on my
buttocks spreading them and I shivered as I felt a cold creamy lotion
dripped down the crack of
my ass and then vigorously massaged into my anus. I looked up and into
Jades eyes as Alison
guided me backwards towards the waiting phallus. She smiled at me and
winked. I screamed out
as I felt the initial penetration. It was as if my ass was on fire,
but there was no escape. Jade
gripped my arms and Alison forced me further back. Another shooting
pain as a further three or
four inches sank into my asshole. God, he felt huge inside me, much
bigger than he looked.
Alison was massaging and spreading me open and Jade had reached
between my open legs and
was gently stroking my own solid erection. This felt much better and
as the unseen man began
to move himself in and out of my butt, a glorious warm feeling
descended over me. Jade and
Alison could sense my acceptance now and both began fondling my cock
and balls. Their hands
and fingers moved in time with the man's thrusts and it was not long
before I was about to cum
for the second time that night. In fact both the man and I came at the
same time. As he thrust
deeply into me for the last time, his glans swelled inside my ass. My
cock contracted quickly and
I lost control. I cried out as my seed sprayed from the tip of my
penis and into the girls waiting
hands. As the guy came in my ass he thrust up into me time and time
again, taunting me with his
guttural tones.
"Ahhhh...yessss......take it my little slut..." he moaned at me.
"Open your ass to me bitch-boy....let
me tear you up with my cock...aaaahhhhhh....I'm cumming in your
assssssss....."
He did try to tear me, I think. He shafted me so hear and fast I
thought I would never be
able to sit down again, and when he eventually pulled out of my abused
hole, I felt the last drops
of his hot cum splash onto my upturned buttocks where the jism was
soundly slapped into my
skin by Alison and Jade's hands.

All this happened only two weeks ago, but it seems like I have always
been a slave to my
Mistress and her lover. Jade has moved in with us now (or rather in
with Alison) and the two of
them occupy the master bedroom. I have been moved to the small guest
bedroom. I am rarely
allowed to wear clothes around the house and am duty bound to pleasure
either of my Mistresses
as and when they wish. This usually involves a long sensuous tongue
bath of their clits, or a
session of me using one of their many vibrators or dildo's to satisfy
them. I have quit my job now
and become a virtual full time slave. They refer to me as "bitch-boy"
most of the time and last
week I was presented with my very own butt plug. I'm ordered to wear
it constantly so that their
friends or customers will have easy access to my back passage. It does
seem to work too. Last
week I was made available to a big black stud. Danny, apparently was
not gay, but just curious
to see if another man's ass would accommodate his eleven inches of
meat. It was my pleasure
to lay out on the floor of our lounge, face down and spread my own
buttocks for his, Jade's and
Alison's amusement. He commented how wide my ass looked when Jade
removed the plug, but
still used (for his own benefit more than for mine) a generous
application of cool lubricant before
stuffing his entire length into me. He thrust around for ages in my
ass and I was beginning to
think that perhaps I was now too loose and would displease him and
therefore my Mistress also.
But I need not have worried. With a deep groan he yanked his huge
black cock out of my bowel
and, flipping my over thrust the fist six inches between my lips. Jade
and Alison sat on either side
of him and massaged his massive hanging balls until he released his
semen over my face. He
came and came, great bucketfuls of cum splashing my skin as he jerked
his cock over my face
and hair.
Jade and Alison never let me fuck them with my cock, though. It
will always be a vibrator
or a dildo. However they will allow other men to fuck them. They will
take it at any time and in
any of their holes. When this happens, my duty is to sit and watch and
then to clean them up
afterwards with my tongue. I have to admit, there is nothing I like
better than to suck a big stud's
cum from Jade's sweet little butt hole after she has been ass fucked.

So, there it is. My transformation from a beer a skittle jerk into a
submissive sex slave for my
Mistress wife and her lover, Jade. It has taken until the age of 47
for me to finally realise my true
vocation, but now that I have, I'm the happiest little bitch-boy there
is!

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