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Charles stared at his helper. His cock was so excited as he saw, for the first time, another sissy boy. Charles felt not only comfortable but strangely aroused by the satin clad man. He nervously finished the drinks and got a tray from beneath the

Happy B-Day Katie! I was very excited to be going out for my best friend Katie's birthday. It was her 20th and we were going to go to a club. It took me hours to get ready, I wanted to look perfect. First, I did my manicure and pedicure. It took me

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I was on my knees finishing off the last of the ten men and I estimated it took less than an hour to do them.
“Stop,” the last man said and moved away.
The first man came back over to me and pulled me towards a two by four that was set up on two piles of bricks.
I lied on my back, trying to balance myself on the two by four.
“Lift your legs up for your master.”
I raised my legs and held my knees, exposing my cum filled ass. He mounted my ass once again and started to fuck me. The wood hurt my back but I dare not complain, it took much longer for him to explode in me, but this time he did not let me suck him dry, he just got up and walked away.
I was about to get up when the next man came over. He pulled my hair making me lie down again, then he mounted my mouth.
“Keep your legs spread wide, slave. I want to see your ass beg for my cock as you suck it.”
Once again I held onto my knees, pulling them up for him to see my hole as he fucked my mouth hard and deep; this time I did not gag. When he exploded he was too far down my throat for me to even taste it.
The next guy came over and pulled me off the wood and back to the couch. He sat me on the couch and I thought I was going to give him a blow job.
“Put your hand between your legs and grab your heels, bitch.”
I spread my legs and bent my knees and grabbed my heels. He bent down and slowly pushed his long cock into my ass, then grabbed hold of the top of the skirt and lifted me up off the couch. I immediately slid down onto his cock. He began fucking me, bouncing me on his cock as other man cheered him on. Sweat ran down his naked chest and I began to crave his cock.
“Oh yes, master, more! Yes, fuck me master, fuck me!”
I cheered him on and it got him excited and he came in me and then threw me onto the couch. “She is a real fucking whore,” He said, pointing at me.
The older black man came up to me and told me to stand. He then lied down on the couch and ordered me to mount his cock. With pleasure I mounted him, taking his cock all the way with no real problem. “Lie on me,” he said. I lied down and another man got on top of me.
“Let’s see if she can handle two at the same time,” he said and they cheered.
The man I was on pulled open my cheeks as the other man pushed and spread my ass wider than it had ever been. It was the first time I took two cocks at the same time but I was so loose it did not hurt too bad as they fucked my ass without mercy. It was the man on top of me that came first, then moved off and made me suck his cock dry, even giving me a little seed. The older man took some coxing as I rocked on his cock for some time, but it was when I started to talk to him that made him shoot his load.
“Oh you feel so hard,” I started, “I want your cum, I want you to breed my ass. Make me your whore, I will fuck you day and night,” I said, rubbing my hands on his chest.
I knew when he was going to shoot because he pulled my ass cheeks far apart and pushed his cock as deep as he could get it. When he was done I was going to suck his cock but he said not to. I was made to sit on a small plate. My legs folded to each side and my ass flat on the plate as I was made to suck a cock gently and slowly. When the man was about to orgasm he moved me back off the plate and shot all over it, adding to what had leaked out of my ass.
“You will lick that all up. No black man’s seed should be wasted.”
I pulled my hair back and held it with my hands as I leaned over with my ass high up in the air and I licked every drop of seed from the plate, then they put a small hose up my ass and drained what they could onto the plate and made me lick it all up. This action was getting them excited again. I had four guys left in the room as the others had left. These four tied me with my wrists tied to my ankles and my legs spread to the sides. They stood over me, each jerking off and as they shot their loads onto my face I became covered in seed and so much so I was having trouble catching my breath. Cum ran down the sides of my face, up my nose into my mouth as they had large loads for me to take. After they all finished one man dipped his cock into the mixed seed and made me suck on it. Before I knew it most of the men had returned to fill my face with their seed, all ten shot their load, some small some large, onto my face. They left me there when they were done.
The black man who was training me stood over me. “You have made a mess. You will get every bit of seed on the floor and on you and swallow it all. Make sure you lick up the floor, slave.” He cut me loose then watched as I cleaned myself much like a cat, then I cleaned the floor with my tongue.
That night I was allowed to shower and clean up, but I was in a different frame of mind. I was sticking my fingers into my ass and getting every bit of seed into my mouth. I cleaned up and ate cum filled mashed potatoes and a hamburger with cum sauce. I was told it was a whore’s dinner.
It was day five of seven as the pump worked on my breasts and the IV dripped into my arm. The black trainer pushed a baseball bat into my ass. I now liked being fucked. I was there for the entire day as the black master had other things to do. When the master returned he came in with another black man who looked at my black and purple tits.
“She is ready now,” he said to the other master.
He took a long needle and pushed it into my stomach and moved it around as he drew the syringe back pulling out a small amount of fat. He then pushed it into one of my breasts and filled it with the fat, and then did the other breast. He did it three times and it was very painful.
“Your breasts will stay this big because you will not reject your own fat tissue. I have filled your breasts as much as it will take, but the painful part with be filling your nipples. They get filled with hormones in order for them to grow milk ducts.” He raised the needle and pushed it into the very top of my nipple and tears ran freely down my face, but I was tied down so I could not fight him off.
The next day I sat on a bed; my tits were sore. I was given a dress to wear made out of sheer white cloth. I was also given bright red panties to wear under it so everyone could see. I was summoned out to the kitchen where I was to sit beside the black master’s chair. He wore baggy shorts as his limp cock sat freely peaking out one side of the leg. I sat as trained with my legs to each side and my ass and balls on the floor, but my balls were shrinking and barely touch the floor anymore. Master petted my head as I sat quietly beside him, each movement causing me great pain when my nipples touched the dress.
“I have good news for you, slave. Your master has said I can keep you for another two weeks, by then your breasts will be ready to be used.”
I looked up at the man and smiled as he stuck his thumb into my mouth and I sucked on it.
“You will make a good whore but a better slave for your master. He has told me he has plans for you and will be emailing further instructions to me for training.”
I laid my head down on master’s lap as he continued to stroke my head. I could smell his cock and I fought with myself not to ask for his cock. I went without cock or seed for three days after that day. I wore a collar and was tied to the bed each night. I worried my ass was becoming too tight when the black man came and gave my breasts more injections, making them larger and again very painful. After he was done, we were in a room alone together with tears still running down my face.
“You owe me and I want some of the payment now,” he said as I was strapped against the wall with no top on. He unzipped the skirt on the side and let it fall down to my feet, then violently tore off my sheer panties. He lifted one leg and undid his pants and pulled out his hard cock. He moved his cock under my hole and put some lube onto his cock before slowly pushing it into my ass. It felt so good to be used again.
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Author's note: This story popped into my head when I overheard someone say "...we may now fuck the bride" as the punch line of a joke. Normally, I don't go the harsher bdsm stuff, but once I started writing, that's where it led me.
The news that gay marriage was now an option was five minutes old when Daddy popped the question. It was the second time in the two years that I'd lived with him that he asked me a non-rhetorical question, the first being if I would submit to him and be his house cunt. I'd happily agreed back then. I said yes this time also, but didn't understand why he would want to. I told him (uncomfortably, I don't like voicing objections to him) that I didn't see the need to make our relationship formal since I was already his, he just smiled and told me not to worry about it.
He had decided that the ceremony's motif would be black so my wedding attire was a simple black veil and black lacy panties that he'd carefully cut the ass out of, exposing my ass cheeks and boy pussy. He'd also had me do my make up thick and whorish, using the brightest red lipstick that I had, red eye shadow, and black eye-liner. I would have preferred to wear the black wig, but he told me to put my brown hair into a simple pony-tail. It was long enough, reaching to the middle of my back.
As I kneeled there, unable to see, my mind skipped back years to when I met Daddy. I was a 23 year old student, flailing along poorly in college. Daddy was 50 and was a vice president at the college I attended. We had a chance meeting and within a week he bedded me, discovering my true submissive nature and my need to be fucked hard and often. A few weeks of meeting him at his house turned into overnight stays, then he convinced me to drop out of school and move in with him. I belonged to him ever since.
Daddy had put me to my knees in the middle of the living room with the metal bar gag in my mouth and my hands cuffed behind me. The cuffs weren't the soft ones that he normally used, they were the hard metal ones that bit into my wrists and were only brought out for special occasions. It made sense...a gurl's wedding day would qualify as a special occasion.
The bar gag didn't let me swallow my spit, so it flowed down my chin and dripped onto my budding tits. Daddy had had me on hormone replacement therapy for the last year and my breasts were starting to show the results. I was already a good "A" cup, and he hadn't decided how big he wanted my tits. Secretly, I wanted BIG...at least a "D" cup, but in the end it was his choice. I'd surrendered any decisions about my body to him a long time ago.
It was uncomfortable, my knees aching and my titties cold from being wet from saliva in the air conditioning, but I knew better than to complain. Not that I could at the moment, or would in any case.
I heard voices soon after he placed me on my knees. Some I recognized immediately, friends of Daddy's and frequent visitors. Daddy was a generous man to his friends, and I'd serviced all of them at one point or another in the last few years. Other voices I didn't recognize.
"Shall we begin?" a voice boomed over the light conversation going on around me. I recognized the voice as Mr. Merle, Daddy's best friend and the person whose cock had been in me the most after Daddy. I liked Mr. Merle, he had almost as big a cock as Daddy, and wasn't as rough as some of Daddy's other friends. When Daddy went on trips for work, he usually asked Mr. Merle to stay over at his house and take care of me.
I felt my veil being lifted and fingers gently pull the blindfold off. Blinking due to the sudden bright light, my eyes slowly focused.
I glanced around. Besides Mr. Merle I saw Mr. Charles and Mr. Jake, other friends of Daddy's that I had been used by before. Mr. Jake had brought his wife, who stood next to him with their sub on his knees between them. I also saw Miss Cindy, whom I wasn't particularly fond of. Not because she was a woman, but because she was mean and really enjoyed inflicting pain. Daddy only let her play with me occasionally, since my titties and asscheeks would be bruised and tender for days afterwards.
I didn't recognize the busty young woman kneeling next to her, the leash connected to the collar around her neck wrapped tightly in Miss Cindy's hand. Miss Cindy went through subs like candy, so I wasn't surprised that I didn't know her new one.
Lastly, there were two other men that I didn't recognize. They both looked around Daddy's age and like the others, were mostly nude.
Daddy removed the bar gag and slid his cock into my wet mouth. Instinctively I sucked softly, but Daddy cuffed me lightly on the side of my head and told me to not get ahead of myself. I held his hard cock in my mouth, trying to resist the urge to move my mouth up and down his shaft.
"Friends, we are gathered here today to witness the joining of Mike and Jill," Mr. Merle's voice boomed out. Even though I didn't think all this was necessary, it still sent a thrill through me. This was really happening!
Mr. Merle droned on, but the words were nothing like anything that I'd ever heard on TV weddings. He spoke of my servitude and how Daddy would teach me to be his perfect gurl, and about how Daddy was responsible for caring for me. I only half listened, more aware of Daddy's hard cock in my mouth and the frustration that I wasn't allowed to move, wasn't allowed to suck him like I wanted to.
"Mike, do you promise to care for Jill, to bring her to her full potential, to honor her as her lawfully wedded husband and master, as long as you should live?" Mr. Merle asked, yanking me back to the present.
"I do," Daddy said firmly, looking down at me and smiling.
"Jill, do you promise to serve Mike, to please him, take his directions as his wife and slave, for as long as you should live?" Mr. Merle said.
"Mmm mmm," I hummed around Daddy's cock.
"She's gotta say it, Mike," Mr. Merle laughed. Daddy pulled his cock out of my mouth. "I do!", I said quickly, then leaned forward to capture his cock with my lips again. Daddy pulled back, teasing me, keeping his beautiful cock just out of range.
I was confused as someone placed a wedding band against my mouth, until I realized that I was supposed to hold it with my lips. I did, and Daddy slid his finger into it. I sucked his finger once before he pulled it back.
I felt Daddy put the collar around my neck. My dick throbbed at the sensation...I'd never worn one because Daddy said he didn't feel it was necessary. After fastening the collar in place, Daddy slid his cock back deep into my mouth and held my head firmly so that I couldn't move. A moment later, I felt heat on my neck, hot enough and surprising enough to make me jerk involuntarily away from it. Catching myself, I endured it. After a minute, the heat went away.
"By the power vested in me by the state of..." I stopped listening as Daddy released my head and softly moved his cock in and out of my mouth. I took it for permission, and began sucking him fast and hard. As always when he was in my mouth, I wanted his cum and wanted it NOW.
It didn't take a minute before I heard Daddy grunt and felt his thick juice flood my mouth. I swallowed again and again, my mouth not resting, trying to pull every last drop from his balls. The throbs of his cock grew weaker and weaker until he gently pulled himself out. I looked up at him in adoration, seeing him smile down at me in return.
"Congratulations!" Mr. Merle chuckled. "I now pronounce you husband and wife, master and slave. We may now fuck the bride."
There was a smattering of applause as Daddy reached down, his hands gripping my arms and pulling me to my feet. Turning me, I saw that Daddy had brought the bondage horse that he'd built for me up from the basement. He pushed me forward so that I lay across its padded top, and he quickly uncuffed my wrists and used the velcro straps on the horse's legs to secure my arms and legs. He'd built it so that my ass and mouth were level with his cock when he stood next to me, and as a result my toes barely touched the floor. It made me feel deliciously helpless.
"Merle, since you were kind enough to officiate, take your pick," I heard Daddy. I knew what Daddy meant: Mr. Merle had first shot at either my ass or my mouth. I'd hoped he'd pick my mouth...as I said, Mr. Merle had a big cock and it was always a pleasure to suck it. However, I felt him move behind me, a pause while he lubed his cock up, then he slowly sank himself deep into my ass.
My veil had fallen to cover my face again, and someone gently pulled it back again as Mr. Merle began fucking me slow and deep. A cockhead pressed against my lips...I couldn't tell whose, since I couldn't lift my head high enough to see their face. My lips parted and he slid himself into my mouth. I was proud that I'd overcome my natural reflexes and didn't gag when he reached the back of my throat. Unconsciously, Mr. Merle and whoever was in my mouth set up a rhythm. As the cock in my ass went in, the cock in my mouth pulled back. I liked having cocks in both of my ends at the same time, and my little dick hardened at the sensation.
The rhythm became disjointed as first Mr. Merle, then the cock in my mouth approached orgasm. Mr. Merle began slamming himself into my ass harder and faster, his hands gripping my hips tight enough to hurt. I moaned hard when he finally shoved himself deep into my ass, feeling his cock throb inside me as he pumped his cum into my bowels. The sensation almost made me cum, too.
As Mr. Merle gently pulled his cock from my ass-pussy, the cock in my mouth erupted. I don't know what kind of diet he had, but his cum was very bitter. Of course, I wouldn't spit it out. I never do, regardless. Daddy taught me that a man's cum was a gift, and I should appreciate the opportunity to swallow it every time a man filled my mouth.
Another cock pressed against my rosebud, then I was being fucked hard an
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