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First we made love. 

Then we had dinner.

During dinner, C was drinking wine. The wine was getting C fired up. She became much more talkative and animated. There was also this hunger in her eyes whenever she looked at me.

My cock magically springs to life whenever C flashes her bedroom eyes at me, but this was something different. Something way more intense. It was animalistic.

I have to admit, I was a little frightened. We had the night planned out. Making love was the first priority. We had already checked that off the list. For round two, C was in charge and she had some new toys that she was ready to play with. I was to be the playground.

After finishing dinner and clearing the dishes, C took another long sip of her wine and started heading upstairs. As she ascended the steps she said in a low but commanding tone, “get naked, get in bed and find some porn. Oh and you’re not allowed to touch yourself.”

You don’t have to tell me twice. I was naked by the time I reached her bedroom. My cock bounced joyfully in front of me. Little did it know what it was in for.

As C prepared herself in the adjoining bathroom, I lay on her bed and opened up her laptop to find some porn as commanded. C and I have watched porn together on a couple of occasions, but we had yet to find a video that worked for us both. I was a little nervous as I tried to find the perfect video. My body actually started trembling. My erection was getting painful.

I was searching through Redtube hoping to find a video quick. I found one of a girl sucking a bunch of cocks. I started the video and immediately knew that it wouldn’t do. Porn has gotten pretty generic and with so much of it out there, it’s very difficult to find the really good ones.

I didn’t have time to start looking again, because C had finally come out of the bathroom. If my cock was hard before, it was now granite.

C was standing next to the bed in her black fishnet body suit. Up until then I had only seen a picture of her in it. The picture didn’t do her justice. C is sexy in and out of everything, but in this outfit she was a goddess.

Her round firm tits pushed against the fishnet like they were trying to escape. Her nipples were more erect than I had ever seen them. Although her body stocking left little to the imagination, I was surprised to discover how vulnerable I felt in my complete nakedness. 

As my eyes traveled further down her body, I found that I had every reason in the world to feel that vulnerability. Between her legs her new black strap on was pointed directly at me. 

C had pegged me on numerous other occasions, but this was going to be a whole new experience. This new cock of hers was longer and thicker than the one she had used on me previously. It curved upward as if it was strutting in full confidence.  

I had a genuine fear that this new cock was just not going to fit my tight little ass.

The look that C had given me during dinner was now burning in greater intensity. Her demeanor had also changed. The vibe she was putting out was pure dominance. I knew I was about to be made a bitch for the first time in my life.

C climbed up on the bed and knelt before me. Her dark prick dangled just inches from my face. She looked over at the video playing on the laptop and I knew again that I needed to find something better. Going by what C was wearing, I decided to look for some good shemale porn.

Luckily I found a good one right away: http://www.redtube.com/68402

From the preview we could see that it was two gorgeous shemales and one man. C immediately grabbed her dick and started stroking. I turned my attention away from the laptop and became mesmerized as C was jerking off before me. I ached to touch myself, but I was doing my best to follow her previous command. I was well on my way to bitchdom.

She reached over to her nightstand and grabbed the lube. Slowly she poured it along the shaft and the blackness of it was soon shining brightly. C began to stroke it more slowly now. Starting at the base and going all the way up to cover the head before sliding her hand all the way back down again. Visions of her shooting a load all over my chest and face soon started dancing in my head. My cock spasmed on its own at the thought.

C looked down at me as she reached over to grab me with her free hand. I let out a whimper of appreciation as I felt her gifted hand embrace my throbbing member. She started stroking me in time to her own simulated masturbation.

Looking over at the video where one shemale was sucking off the other while the man watched, C began to question me. 

“You want to suck a cock, don’t you,” she purred.

I managed to stutter out a weak little yes. I wasn’t used to this. The masculine side of me was battling with a newly awakened feminine side. This inner female quickly overpowered everything I ever knew about myself.

I realized I was raising my hips up to meet C’s fist that was clenched around my cock. I was trying to fuck that fist. Sensing this, C tightened her grip. I took it as a sign to settle down. Then she resumed her questioning.

“You’re a little slut aren’t you? You would suck any cock wouldn’t you? Would you suck a cock for me?”

Again my response was feeble, but I assured her that I would.

“You want to suck my cock don’t you.” It wasn’t so much a question as it was a statement of fact.

Before I could answer, C let go of my cock and immediately grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face on to that thick black dick.

Using her hips she pushed her manhood through my lips and into my mouth. I offered very little resistance until she pushed it in a little too far. I nearly gagged, but that feminine part perserved and took it. The slut in me was coming out and that slut wanted to suck that dick.

At first, C kept a hold of my hair. She was driving. She was fucking my mouth and she knew it. With my mouth stretched out around the substantial girth of it all, I could see no mercy in her eyes. I was getting used. 

I was liking it.  

She finally let go of my head and I started to work her prick like a drunken prom queen. I stroked the shaft while licking and sucking the head. I tried to please C as much as possible. I worked to bury that dick down my throat. My goal was to touch my lips to the base of her harness. 

I nearly made it all the way. I just couldn’t cover that last inch. C was moving again and it was getting hard for me to take it all.

All the while, C kept talking dirty to me. 

“God! Look at you sucking my cock. You are such a little whore aren’t you?”

My only answer was to keep her in my mouth. I was hungry for it. I wanted it to explode in my mouth. I pictured myself with her massive load spilling from my lips, dripping down my chin.

“I bet you want me to fuck you in the ass with this black dick don’t you?”

I sucked harder. My head bobbing faster.

“You like it in the ass. I like the way you fuck me when I slide my cock in.”

Her talk was getting to me. Quietly, I asked, “please fuck me.” The pleading tone in my voice surprised me.

“What? I can’t hear you!”

With both hands on her, I looked up and stammered, “please fuck me in the ass. I want to feel you fuck me in the ass with this.” 

She pulled free of my grasp quickly. I didn’t want to let go, but she was reaching for the nightstand again. C was pulling out another new toy – a pair of leather cuffs.

C was very rough as she pushed me up into a sitting position. I grimaced in pain as she pulled my right arm behind me. In her dominating lust, C had paid no attention the fact that my shoulder was still not 100% since I had shoulder surgery for a torn rotator cuff. 

I shyly reminded her of it. I may have imagined it, but the apology she offered sounded a little sarcastic. A little humiliated I inched closer to becoming the bitch that C was forcing me to be.

Once she had me cuffed, C took me by the arms and stood me up. She guided me to the edge of her bed and pushed me over the ottoman that was positioned there. She had me face down and ass up. My wrists bound uncomfortably behind my back.

She went and retrieved the laptop and placed it on the remaining space of the ottoman that wasn’t taken up by my sluttiness.

C stepped away again. The ass whore in me was on full display. My waiting ass wavered back and forth, trying to entice C to put her big cock inside me. When she came back, I wasn’t given the prize I desired. 

Instead, I felt the sting of her other new toy – a whip. I never saw the whip so I can’t describe it. I only know that I didn’t like the pain. The helplessness on the other hand increased my sense of vulnerability. 

“Please fuck me,” I whimpered. “I need your cock.”

She smacked me on the ass with the whip one more time. As the pain burned, I gratefully felt slippery fingers begin to probe my asshole. I tried to push back in an attempt to get her fingers to slip in. C deftly moved her fingers, circling my hole, never giving me what I craved. 

Her lubed up hand then slid over my balls and down my cock. She milked me for a moment. Her grip was a little loose. She was letting me know that I was no where near being allowed to cum.

Finally, her hand slid back up and in between my cheeks. Her fingers dove straight in this time and I let out a little moan. The masculine me hardly ever utters a sound. The anal slut that I was becoming did not hold back.

C’s fingers slid out and I knew that the moment had finally arrived. I felt the head press against my hole. As I was being spread open, there was a sudden flash of pain. This new cock of hers was much bigger than the one she had previously fucked me with. I was beginning to panic a little as she slowly drove deeper inside me.

It seemed like it took forever for C to push it all the way in. And once it did I felt like it was going to come out the other side. Whatever that long thick cock was pushing against it wasn’t pleasant, but it wasn’t unpleasant either.

“Too deep,” I whimpered.

C pulled her hips back some and then she started to slide it in and out. Slowly. And it was painful. It was too big, but I wanted it.

“More lube,” I begged.

C’s dick plopped out of me and smacked against my leg. Though I couldn’t see her face, I felt like I had disappointed her a little. As if she could read my mind, I felt the whip again. Quickly followed by lube literally slopped across my ass. 

I looked up to see the shemales fucking on the computer screen. I wanted C’s cock back in my ass. I didn’t have to wait long.

The entry this time was quicker. The pain came, but I relaxed and took it deep. C charged for the opening I gave her. 

She began thrusting her cock in and out. Sometimes driving deep. Other times short shafting me. C grabbed me by my arms and was using them as leverage to fuck me harder. I recognized instantly the fact that I’ve fucked her in the same way. 

C had turned the tables on me and I was powerless to do anything.

As I’ve written before, C is incredibly orgasmic. She cums while fucking my ass and it doesn’t take her long to get pushed over the edge. Unfortunately – or fortunately – for me she doesn’t stop. She just keeps going and going. 

As her first orgasm exploded, her moans grew louder. She rammed her cock in me harder. I could tell that she was watching the movie as she pounded my ass. She was turned on and there was no stopping her.

At times, I had to beg her to not go so deep. She would oblige momentarily, but when she started getting off again all I could do was take it.

My moans mingled with my whimpers. My pathetic cries for mercy were drown out by C’s cries of ecstasy. My transformation was complete. C had made me her bitch.

To emphasize that fact, she began talking to me again.

“You fucking love this cock up your ass.”

“You’re such an ass slut.”

“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t take it anymore.”

“Tell me you’re a slut. Tell me you want to suck dick.”

“I’m a slut. I want a dick in my mouth. I want to suck one for you.”

“You’re going to let that dick shoot it’s load on your face aren’t you.”

“Yes.”

My every response earned a harder ass fucking. Her upper thighs were slapping against my ass. I was nothing more to her than a fuckhole. A place to put her cock. With my bound hands I tried to control how deep she could go with each thrust, but I was no match against the pounding of her hips.

As she continued to slam my hole with that thick black cock, the ottoman began to slide out from beneath me. C simply took a stronger hold on my arms and continued to tear my ass apart. The leather cuffs were digging into my wrists. My shoulder was aching.

Only when she realized that the only part of me that was still resting on the ottoman was my forehead, did C stop her fucking. With her dick balls deep in my ass, she asked if I wanted to get up on the bed.

The fucking shemales wrapped up in their own pleasure on the laptop seemed to mock me as I begged please.

C pulled me up and guided me to the bed. I was wobbly. My hair and face covered in sweat from C pushing my face down into the ottoman at times while she victimized me.

I saw my cock for the first time in what seemed like hours after she pushed me down onto the bed. I lay on my back. My cock looked like it had been weeping buckets of pre-cum. It glistened meekly next to her superior hardware. 

I couldn’t take the pain in my shoulder while my hands were still bound behind my back. C mercifully gave into my pleading and recuffed me in the front. 

She wasted no time in getting back to business. I lifted my hips to meet her. I kept my legs in the air as the fucking began anew. 

This time, however, C was finally ready to give me some release. She grabbed my cock and started jerking me off with authority. I moved my lower body. Trying to get the rhythm of her cock in my ass and her hand working me.

I tried to roll up so that she would pile drive my ass while aiming my own cock towards my face. It was my last bit of shame that kept me from asking for it.

C had it mind though. As she kept working my dick, she was pushing it closer to my belly. The top of the head and the hole spewing pre-cum was pointed right at my face.

I craned my neck. I wanted my load in my face. C pounded harder. She tightened her grip and stroked faster.

My climax grew. Briefly I tried to hold onto it, but the slut side of me prevailed. My cum started shooting out in spurts, lacing across my stomach and up my chest. 

C must have been having another orgasm herself. Her cries grew louder and her thrusting went deeper. Her cock dove in all the way and it sent another load of cum out of me. This time the stream shot across the right side of my face. Again, I was taken aback by how much I wanted to take it in my mouth.

My dick was spent, but C kept tugging. Keeping in unison between the two, C slowed her thrusting and stroking. Finally, her still hard cock slid out of my completely conquered ass.

C stood over me surveying her masterpiece. She turned me from the man I’ve always been into an ass raped cum covered slut. I was her whore. She knew it. I knew it.

I can’t wait for her to take me again.

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