First post in a year – Panties/Strong FemDom

Part II

Over the next few days, you made a point of making your focus being the manipulation of my arse. I begged you to let me come, for you to work my cock as hard as you liked. But you said that it would be best if my balls were kept filled.

Each evening I was laid across your lap and you took a handful of lube cream and steadily worked my rectal muscles,

massaging and stretching my ring until it stayed open, with my pink insides clearly visible. Often you did this while watching TV or chatting to a friend on the phone, making me feel even more like just a lump of meat for you to do with as you wished.

Saturday came around and you said that I would have to look my best as you had decided that a gang bang was the next porn scene I had to re-enact. This was why you had left my balls undrained as the come shot was always the climax.

You had invited to girls from work to the party and explained that I was expected to be ultra submissive, no matter what they asked me to do or did to me. I began sobbing and you slapped me.

” Look pussy slut. You are a broken girl now, if I want you to lick another girls arse or for her to fist you – well that’s just what a slut like you gets for being so dirty”.

The evening came and you dressed me in a pair of boy shorts, my ball collar on with the leash attached. At 8 o’clock, the doorbell went and you let the girls in. I was instructed to be waiting on the table, bent over with my arse held apart. I could hear you whispering and laughing.

I heard the door open and steps coming up behind me.

“Well Sarah and Jess, this is the slut we are going to fuck the arse off” I heard you say. “This slut will do anything. I have even had her tongue up my arse and she was loving it. So I think you will find her very amenable – and stretchable! What do you fancy?”

Sarah said “I want a piss. Will she clean me off?”

“Of course. Lets do it” You grabbed my lead and pulled my balls back – Jess & Sarah giggling when they saw how stretched my sack was. You dragged me to the toilet where Sarah sat down.

“Hey Sarah, why don’t you make sure he gets a good view while you piss” you said.

“Great idea” and I was pulled forward until I was next to the toilet and between her legs. You grabbed my head and pushed me down until my face was down right next to her pussy, looking into the bowl. Her scent was different to yours and immediately made me hard.

“See the slut likes it. I wonder if she is getting wet?” and with that you reached between my cheeks and stuck your lubed fingers into me and began to move them in and out. The wet sucking noise was loud in the small room and Jess said she would like to take over. As she did so, more roughly than you, Sarah began to pee with some splashing directly on to me. My cock was made even harder by the humiliation.

When Sarah finished, she instinctively reached for the paper but then said “No – of course – I have a slut’s tongue right here don’t I. Lie down dirty girl.”

As I lay flat she sat firmly of my face and wiped her muff all over my face and hair. The taste was incredibly salty and I was red with shame.

“Open your mouth – I’ve kept a little bit back for you as a treat”. I refused and began to struggle to get up.

Jess and you grabbed my cock and balls and pulled them hard, leaving me with tears running down my face.

You pinched my nose, forcing me to open my mouth. I did so, gasping for breath and Sarah immediately let a spurt of wee into my mouth. I had no choice but to swallow. You all gasped as I drank from her cunt amazed that I was so easily controlled.

“Now to the main event – the slut takes 3 cocks at once”

You led me into the sitting room and I realised that you had set our camera up to video my humiliation.

“You may be wondering how we are going to do this David. Well – I’ve been and bought the 3 biggest strap-on cocks I could find. They are 9 inches long and 2 1/2 inches in diameter. One is for your mouth, the other 2 are going up your arse. I found that scene on your PC and since you obviously enjoyed watching it, now its your turn to be the star.

I got on to all fours and begged you to not do this to me. I had never had anything like that in my mouth or arse and couldn’t see how I could cope.

“Shut up slut and get on all fours while we get these on”. I weeped softly while watching each of you put on the huge silicon pricks that would soon be filling me up.

Sarah lay on the floor and you positioned me so that her strap-on was at my wet entrance. She suddenly pushed her hips up and the head punched its way into my hole. I yelped in pain.

“Yeah – now you know what a real girl feels when she is arse fucked” you laughed. Next Jess, knelt behind me and placed her cock against my filled hole. While you filmed, she thrust into me to her full 9 inch length.

I whimpered and fell forward onto my arms as Jess and Sarah began to build a steady rhythm of fucking me. The sound of cocks in my wet hole was loud, each double thrust bringing forward a gasp for breath from me, the sucking sound as the cocks pulled out accompanied by the girls breathing as they worked me harder.

I got up onto all fours again and you took the opportunity to begin to work my cock. To my shame I had responded as you knew I would. I was rock hard, with pre-cum already dripping from the end.

“You see – I know your secret” you whispered. “you love this, the cocks in your hole, the feel of my hand on your cock, my control of your come”.

“yes, yes, yes” I breathed softly.

“Well now there is one hole still without a cock. I wonder what I can do with that. Jess are you still happy to do as we agreed or are you having too much fun at that end?”

“Well – I would hate to leave the slut unsatisfied” she responded. I felt my hole partially empty as Jess pulled out and sighed thinking my ordeal was coming to an end.

I heard her get up and you walking back behind me.

“Remember David, only I can let you come” With that you thrust into me and reached round to re-work my cock. Again, my arse was stretched with the 2 thick cocks thrusting in together.

“My God, you two have no idea how amazing that looks.” Jess said. “Wait until we show the others this video. Well I had better complete the slut spit roast before she spurts”.

I saw Jess appear in front of me. She lifted my face up and said “Guess where this dirty cock is going. It needs ever such a good clean after being in your slut hole”.

“No ple…”

With that, Jess pushed the head of her cock, wet with lube and the dirt from my hole into my mouth. I gagged and she backed off a bit, stroking my head as if to seem caring but each time pushing slightly further in. The taste filled my mouth as did the thick plastic head. Soon you were each thrusting into me, as I struggled to keep from coming.

“Come for me” you ordered and I could only obey. My cream leapt out around your fingers and still the three of you didn’t stop. I collapsed forwards, just to feel your cocks pull out and you each come forward for my mouth to do what it was best at.

Later, after Jess and Sarah had left you said that my slut training was well on course.

“There are a few more things we need to do” you said “before I am sure you are what I want from a slut. But for those we will need real cocks on real men ……”

Thank you Anna for your support (seems like a year has barely passed). I have a pretty good idea of where this story is going – though you can probably guess! (LOL!

The great thing about writing it out is it sort of makes it more real when I read it back. However, I’m not entirely sure I could cope with it actually being “real”:ohmy: ! (Though note the phrase “not entirely”). Kez is going to have some thoughts re what should be in Part III – so heaven help me!!! She could have me ending up being sold into the white slave trade (I can do damn good ironing you know:lol:) .

Hopefully others will have enjoyed the story to. The board seems a lot quieter than I remembered it – I shall try to branch out from my selfish dark fantasies and contribute back to the wider community that I still rather miss.

Take care.

David

Serena,

Hope you like this one. Its shorter but still worthy (I hope) of your concentration.:)

Part III

The next day you bent me over your lap to see if my anus had tightened back after the abuse the night before. Inevitably the weeks of abuse by your fingers, fist and the dildos had left me looser than you wanted.

“Hmm – I think that a good sluts pussy would have been able to tighten back up. I want to feel something when I fuck you. I’ll have a look on the internet and see what I can do”.

Two days later you came back home with a bag from a medical supplies shop.

“Right slut, it looks as though giving you an series of enemas will make your bowels cramp and this should make your rectum much snugger for me. Shame it won’t be so nice for you.”

My will completely broken, you pushed me into the bathroom where you filled the 2 litre bag with hot water and soap.

“For extra spice, the soap will irritate your ring so you will be desperate to push out – which makes you even tighter”

You pushed me down on all fours and roughly pushed the pipe into my arse.

“Squeeze it – because every drop you spill I will make you drink”

Immediately the rush of water make me squirm but your hand around my balls prevented me moving too much. As my bowels filled up, I couldn’t resist letting some fluid out, anything to relieve the painful pressure. You caught the small leakage in a cup and passed it to me.

“Drink it to teach yourself to obey” I gulped it quickly as you began to pull down on my cock, stretching the skin.

Finally the bag was empty.

“Stand up and let me look at you. Look – the sluts belly is bulging with water. Now jog on the spot”

I couldn’t take the pressure any more and begged for you to let me release.

“No – I want you clean and tight”. After 15 minutes, you let me empty but quickly re-filled me.

This went on for another 2 times until only clear water drained out. You then stuck your fingers inside me.

“Wow – the girls were right. Your arse is really tight. Wait there….”

You returned with the lube cream and rubbed some in to my ring. Instead of penetrating all the way in, you began to rapidly move your finger to and from, the harsh sideways movement making my reflex to push out even stronger. I groaned as my stomach cramped.

“Right – that will be a perfect set up for Saturday. Just wait till you see what I have planned for you”

Saturday came and I woke up dreading what you had planned. You had spent a lot of time on the phone and had gone out to meet somebody. As the evening came you led me to the bench and secured me face up, my knees drawn up to my chest and tied apart, leaving my cock and balls exposed. Again you gave me a series of enemas, repeatedly filling and draining me until I was clean and tight with cramps

“Back in a couple of hours”.

I lay in the dark, my cock hard & begging for your attention.

You came back and I heard you talking in the hallway. To my horror I heard mens voices. The door was pushed open.

“Well here she is, my personal come slut. You really didn’t believe me did you?”

The taller guy looked amazed, the other simply smiled.

“Wait till I show you what she will do just for me giving her permission to come.”

“Slut – its been so long since I have had a proper cock to fuck me that I have invited Steve and Paul here to do the job you can’t”.

With that you turned and began kissing Paul. Steve moved behind you and lifted your skirt and began to finger your pussy. Your scent began to fill the room and he quickly got you dripping wet. After 5 minutes, you got undressed and knelt in front of them both. Unzipping them, you released their cocks and began to work one with each hand. Both were big, each with a large smooth head and thick shaft.

“God I need these inside me. But lets make sure the slut gets a good view”.

You walked over to me and lay on top face down, your pussy just in front of my face.

“You never got me this wet you slut. Look at my pussy now I’ve seen a real cock”.

Your lips were full and dilated, cream running down onto your clit and hair. I began to move my head forward, thinking I was meant to lick you.

“No you don’t slut. That isn’t for you. Its for Paul”.

With that, Paul moved and lifted his leg over my face, putting his cock at the entrance to your dripping pussy. To my horror, his arse and balls were immediately over my face, his sack resting on my nose.

I began to struggle, desperate to avoid his touch, the warmth and scent of his ball sack making me ashamed and weep with humiliation. I felt a new hand grab my ball sack.

“Yes slut, its Steve holding your slut balls and you are still so hard. What a slut you are – liking 2 cocks.”

“OK – Paul fuck me properly”

Paul began to thrust into you, my face so close I could feel drips of your cream spray each time he pumped your pussy. I saw your lips being pushed in and out, felt you begin to breathe heavily as the thrusts built up. I knew I could never match his ability to fill you.

He shifted his position so that each in & out thrust meant his cock and balls dragged across my face.

“Stick out your tongue dirty girl”

“Noo …” Steve immediately started to twist my sack and I knew I couldn’t fight this.

My tongue stretched out as Paul continued thrusting, the tip of my tongue runing along his thick underside vein, meeting his balls and then running back into his arse crack. He groaned and said

“If the slut licks me properly, I’ll be able to fuck you better”

“Steve – squeeze until Paul says stop” you instructed.

Immediately the pressure got more, I struggled to stick my tongue out further, making sure it was wet with saliva. Paul pulled half out, leaving my tongue swirling around his balls. I sucked a ball into my mouth, knowing this was what a slut would do.

“OK Steve, she has really improved her tonguing. What a perfect slut she is” he groaned.

He resumed thrusting and I knew was reaching his climax. I felt his balls tighten.

At the first squirt, he thrust deep inside of you but then pulled out past my eyes. I looked up to see jets of come squirt towards your gaping pussy. The wet ropes landed on my face, filling my nostrils and across my firmly shut mouth.

I felt you get off me and walk until you stood above my face.

“Oh dear – the slut has another man’s come on her face. Mustn’t waste it”

You stroked your finger across my face, scooping up his come. Holding my nose, you waited for mouth to open. I held on as long as I could but eventually submitted. As you let the sperm drip into my waiting mouth, the inner urge took over and I pushed out my tongue so as to take the gift from my mistress. The taste was enough to confirm that I was yours.

“Hmm.. Well you know the saying don’t you? “One swallow does not a come slut make”. I think there is something more required”.

With that, Paul moved back into view, his cock dripping with the remnants of his sperm mixed with your pussy cream. The thick head moved towards my mouth. My lips opened, welcoming in the taste and humiliation.

“Good slut, pretty slut, come slut” you whispered in my ear. I sighed with pleasure at your words of praise.

Part IV (the end game) is in my head at the moment but will arrive here soon…