The first day ... Part 5
Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 10:40 pm
part 1
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4630
part 2
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4634
part 3
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4637
part 4
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4638
I woke to Queen Sharri slapping my fully erect penis until it went limp then she grabbed it and led me to the bathroom where she held it while I pissed. She then had me eat her pussy again before uncuffing my hands. She handed me a pair of frilly pink bikini cut panties to put on and a pair of jeans and shirt she then handed me a shopping list and told me to call a cab telling me that most if not all of the items would be found at Wal-Mart. as the cab pulled up she let me remove the hood. I read the shopping list as I rode in the cab
50’ of ¼” rope, 50’ of 3/8 ” rope, 50’ of ½“ rope, six rolls of duct tape, six rolls of black electrical tape, 100 clothespins, six open chain links, four snap connectors like on a dog leash, two boxes of condoms, a roll of yarn or heavy string and oragel. I did find everything at Wal-Mart and called a cab to take me back to the motel. When I got there Queen Sharri was gone. I went and had breakfast and walked around the area a little. By the time I got back Queen Sharri was waiting for me. She was lying on the bed reading the copy of kinky times that I had bought the night before. I was in the room just long enough to see she had been out shopping this morning too there were several bags in the corner. Before I could even get close to them she told me we were going out shopping together. She drove to the store where I had bought the magazine and said, “lets go in and see if they have any more issues of “kinky times”. I offered to go in alone to see but she insisted on going with me. I knew I was in trouble. The very first thing she seen was the wall covered with sex toys turned and glared at me “so they don’t have any huh”. I pointed out the magazine rack and headed in that direction as luck would have it they did have several back issues and she picked a couple others as well. When we got to the counter she told me to pick out a vibrator. I pointed to one and asked to see it. We picked out two different ones then Queen Sharri pointed to a butt plug and told the clerk we will take that on too please. When we got back to the car Queen Sharri was quiet for a long time she just drove while stopped at a red light she finally broke the silence “you are SO going to pay for lying to me.” We pulled up in front of another adult store. She told me that I had better be damned good that I was already in enough trouble for lying to her.
She led me in and headed right to a rack with whips and riding crops hanging from it, She had obviously been in here earlier that day. She told me to pick out six different ones three whips and three crops. When I had made my selections she took them from me and led me to the sales counter at the very back of the store. She laid them all down and told the sales lady “we are only going to buy one crop and one whip but I would like your help in deciding on which ones” the sales lady told us that she would be happy to help. Queen Sharri told me to reach across and grab the far side of the counter, I stood there not quite believing what I just heard her say knowing what she had in mind, I knew I hesitated too long when she started to count she was at six when I reluctantly reached across the sales counter and grasped the far ledge. Queen Sharri asked the sales lady to hold my hands very tightly and not to let them go, Queen Sharri then undid my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles leaving me standing there in a pair of very tight frilly pink panties, she then grabbed one of the whips, it was about 30” long from handle to its single tip. CRACK and I could feel the welt rise immediately, I screamed out in pain CRACK another lower on my ass but just as hard as the first. I pulled my right hand free and covered my ass with it just in time to partially block the third. Queen Sharri stepped back and in a very firm voice “do you really want to do that slave?” “Yes Queen Sharri I do, that one hurts too much”. She set it on the counter pulled out a picture from her purse and showed it to the sales lady and asked her “have you ever seen a cock that small before?” as the sales lady looked she started to laugh, I began trying to explain about the ice and Queen Sharri told me to “shut up and do as I was told, now grab the counter”
The sales lady was still laughing as she again grabbed my hands. This time Queen Sharri grabbed a riding crop and smacked my ass several times very quickly each one stung but compared to the whip they were bearable. She then grabbed a cat o’nine tails and whipped my with that it did not hurt much at all until the last one which was very hard making me throw my hips forward and arch my back as a screamed out. Next was another crop this one had a leather hand at the tip. This time the lashes were harder and faster I had my hips pressed up against the counter trying to scoot forward in an effort to lesson the effect of each one by the time she had stopped with it I had broken a sweat and was breathing harder. She grabbed the last whip it was another cat o’nine tails but this one was longer and had skinnier tails. She started lashing the back of my thighs. In a way I was thankful but when she was done I was stinging from the backs of my knees to the top of my ass. She grabbed the last crop and told the sales lady to let my hands go and told me to turn around now I was with my back to the counter and Queen Sharri asked the sales lady to hold my hands again. She grabbed my wrists and pulled them back making me lean backwards Queen Sharri pulled the front of my shirt up and over my head. SMACK on my left nipple, SMACK on my right nipple SMACK SMACK SMACK. Several lashes all over my chest and belly. When she was done she told me to stand up and spin around so she could get a good look. I stepped forward and without taking the shirt off of my head started to slowly spin with my pants around my ankles. I had spun around about three times when Queen Sharri told me to stop she pulled the back of my panties down exposing my ass. “Oh my those are some nice welts” and patted my ass with her hand. It was at this time I heard the tinkling of the bells at the front door as another customer walked in. I bent over and grabbed my pants to pull them up SMACK “did I tell you to do that slave” “No Queen Sharri but…” “No buts slave stand up” SMACK. There I stood at the back of the store with my shirt over my head and my pants around my ankles and my cock swelling. The fact that strangers were seeing me like this turned me on very much, and it showed. I had a raging hard on that did not escape Queen Sharri’s attention and she made sure everyone in the store heard her say “My slave seems to like standing here in his panties and being whipped” SMACK the riding crop landed squarely on my cock. She pulled my shirt down so I could see the two ladies that had come in. I am not sure but I think they were lovers. “Pull up your pants slave” after I had pulled up my pants Queen Sharri told me to pick a riding crop that she knew which whip she wanted the crops were all pretty much the same except for the one cut out like a hand. I picked the one still in her hand (not the hand one). Well slave which whip do you think I want?” I pointed to the longer one that left the welts. “I like that one to slave but I will take pity on your ass and take this one” and grabbed the shorter of the cat o’nine tails. “We will also take these” and put a set of leather wrist and ankle cuffs on the counter. “Since I have already bought a lot today slave your buying me these, here is your wallet” I opened it I did not have enough cash I was going to have to use my credit card. We waited until the sales lady was done helping the lesbians before paying for the whip, crop and cuffs, which I had to show ID to use my credit card now that sales lady knew my name and where we were from. Usually not a big deal but considering what she just witnessed left me feeling a bit uneasy. As we left the sales lady said, “Have a nice day slave hope you two have fun”. As Queen Sharri and I were walking back to the car they sales lady came running after us and gave Queen Sharri the picture of me that had been sitting on the counter the whole time. They both had a brief laugh and again the sales lady told us to have fun as she walked back the store.
We got in the car and she started driving again. Queen Sharri was talking about how much she wanted to get back the motel and really try out some of the things she had bought, but we had one more stop to make she pulled into a large mall, telling me only that we should be able to find what we wanted in there. We walked the mall and finally she spotted the type of store she was looking for it specialized in lingerie and underwear for women. She led me in and began looking through racks of bras and panties there were several other shoppers in the store and when a sales lady came over to help Queen Sharri loudly announced that we were there looking for bra’s and panties for “Mary” and pointed at me. He enjoys wearing mine but he is stretching them out of shape. He wants a few different styles of panties with matching bras in assorted colors. Two pair of regular, two pair of bikini and two pair of thong panties. I was totally humiliated but turned on at the same time, my cock started to swell at the thought of trying on ladies underwear and having others knowing it. I wound up with not six but eight pairs of panties most with matching bras and a couple negligees. Queen Sharri did not go without either she replaced the panties that I had stretched out of her shape. The sales lady got over her initial shock and was quite helpful in picking out styles and colors for me and even helped size me for the bras. Once everything was paid for, with my credit card again we were heading back to the motel.
I was not totally sure if I wanted to go back I knew that the whipping in the store was not going to be the only one I got but I was hoping that it would not be to severe. After all there were a lot of new things to play with and I did not know what Queen Sharri had purchased that morning but just by the amount of bags it was going to be an eventful weekend that much I was sure of. It was mid-afternoon when we got back to our room.
Queen Sharri had me wait outside for about fifteen minutes while she went inside to prepare for us when she opened the door she handed me the hood to put on before I was allowed inside, I put the hood on complete with eye patches and let her lead me through the door. As soon as the door closed behind me she told me to get naked and get on my knees to wait for her. It seem like forever and the anticipation of what was to come was killing me I did not know if I should be excited or if I should be dreading it. I could hear her moving about the room going through bags of stuff we had bought. Then I heard her on the bed and a very unmistakable “buzzing” sound, she was using one of the new vibrators to masturbate while I stayed in the kneeling position by the door. When she was done satisfying her self she finally got back to me. “Slave you lied to me last night, what do you think your punishment should be?” I hated it when she asked me this because I knew if I suggested to little it would only make it worse but if I suggested too much she would go with it anyway. “I think you should whip me Queen Sharri” “Very well slave do you want to pick how many times or should I?” I had no idea of how many lashes she would think appropriate by I defiantly did not want to suggest too few “I think fifty lashes would be appropriate Queen Sharri” “well slave fifty will do for a start, I will see what color your ass is and decide from there, now stand up and spread your legs” as soon as I was standing she reached through my legs from behind grabbed my sack and pulled it back through my legs instructing my to close my legs tight, she began using the duct tape to hold my legs together around my thighs, knees and around my ankles. There I stood my balls behind me and my legs taped very tightly together. She had me hop over to the table and bend over it. She then hand cuffed each hand to a table leg and told me to beg to be whipped. “Please Queen Sharri whip my ass for me I deserve it so much for lying to you, it would serve me right to have my ass whipped for being so bad. Please Queen Sharri whip my ass” “Fine slave I will but before I start, You must count each lash thank me and ask for another, if you loose count we start over, if I hit your balls you yell “Balls eye” and that lash does not count understand slave?” “Yes Queen Sharri I understand” Smack it was the riding crop “one thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” SMACK “two thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” SMACK “ouch Three thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” Smack “BALLS EYE” “thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” this made her laugh very hard and it took a minute for her to stop for which I was thankful that balls eye hurt like a mother fucker “ok slave if you wish” Smack “BALLS EYE” I groaned barely able to get the words out. Smack “Four thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” Smack “Five thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another”… Smack thirty nine thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” smack “BALLS EYE” smack “BALLS EYE” smack “BALLS EYE” I thought I was going to puke from the pain in my balls. She decided to take a short break and I heard her turning pages I could only imagine that she was reading “kinky times” as soon as I stopped moaning and groaning and my breathing returned to normal I heard her get off the bed and CRACK “thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” Crack “thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “slave that is two you did not count, start over.” This time she started using the cat o’nine tails and she started on my back. Nice and easy at first gradually getting harder and harder Smack “Forty three thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “how many more slave?” “Seven more Queen Sharri” “WRONG slave start over” “what why is that wrong fifty minus forty three is seven” “Shut up slave I said it is wrong and it is wrong now quit arguing before you get in more trouble” CRACK she was back to the crop “one thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” … “twenty five thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “how many more now slave?” I thought about it made damn sure of the count “twenty five more Queen Sharri” “Wrong answer slave start over” “What???” that is the right answer Queen Sharri I don’t want to argue but twenty five from fifty is twenty five” “Yes slave the math is right but the answer is wrong START OVER” my tender ass was not going to take fifty more. CRACK!! The brush and oh my god did it sting “ONE thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” CRACK!! “Two thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” … “ten thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “slave I am going to give you something to read the correct answer is in there but the whipping will continue as you read” and took off one eye patch and set the copy of “kinky times” on the table in front of me. It was a story of a male slave being whipped by a dominatrix. Smack, she was back to the riding crop “eleven thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” … smack “fifteen thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “how many more slave?” “Thirty five Queen Sharri” knowing it was going to be wrong but I still had not found the right answer. “Start over slave”. … And again went back to the whip, thank god the whip was not as painful as the brush or the crop. “Forty thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” Crack, the crop was back “forty-one thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another”. Crack “BALLS EYE” CRACK “BALLS EYE” Crack “Forty two thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “How many more slave?” “As many as you wish Queen Sharri” “That’s a good answer slave” …Crack “Forty nine thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” CRACK!!! “Fifty thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” CRACK!!! “Fifty one thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another”… CRACK!!!! “Seventy five thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “Slave are you going to lie to me ever again about anything?” “No Queen Sharri I will never lie to you again” and with that she put the eye patch back in place and went to the bathroom and wet a towel with warm water and put it over my ass and back. And went about moving stuff around and going through bags I heard her putting stuff in drawers and in the closet. I just laid there on the table resting I knew this was going to be a long night and it was only Saturday there was still Sunday and the trip home Monday.
More than half an hour had passed when Queen Sharri finally got back to me she undid the handcuffs letting me stand up before she ripped the duct tape off of my legs. She fondled my balls asking me if they were ok. Surprisingly enough they were ok slightly tender but considering what had happened they felt pretty good. She stroked my cock until I was rock hard which did not take very long. I was horny as hell. She then had me step into a pair of my new panties and helped me into a bra. And led me into the bathroom told me to sit on the toilet and turned on the shower and left the room. About five minutes later she was back. She shut the shower off and led me back into the room sat me in a chair and began rubbing my crotch. She had me tilt my head back as far as I could and gave me several hickies. My cock was harder than ever when there was a knock on the door. Queen Sharri continued to rub my cock keeping hard telling me that it was just the pizza she ordered. That if my cock was still hard when the delivery guy left I would get a special treat that I could play with myself if I had to but keep it up any way you can just don’t over do it. There I was sitting in a chair in plain view wearing panties, bra and a black leather hood and a raging hard on. The second I heard the door open my cock began to wither. I was so embarrassed it was not funny then I figured what the hell this guy does not know me I don’t know him, he will never see me again and I will never see him period, not with the eye patches in place. I started to rub my cock though my panties. I was concentrating very hard on keeping an erection but Queen Sharri was not making it easy for me. She told the delivery guy to set the pizza on the bed while she got her purse, I knew the guy was in the room but not exactly where I did not know if he was watching me or not I just kept rubbing my cock it was hard but not fully erect anymore. I rubbed harder and concentrated harder it slowly got harder again. It seemed to take Queen Sharri a very long time to get her purse minutes passed I am sure but the minutes seemed like forever. Finally I heard her say “keep the change and here is a tip for you if you don’t want to end up like him don’t let a woman tie you to her bed”. As the door shut I heard him say “fucking freaks” and Queen Sharri began laughing uncontrollably.
“Well slave you did very well and I believe I told you, you would get a special treat”. “Ok slave jack off for me but make it a good show not to fast and you do need permission to cum” I continued to stroke my cock through the panties for a minute before reaching inside and pulling my cock and balls above the waste band. I fondled my balls with my left hand while I slowly stroked my cock with my right. I slowly but surely increased the speed that I stroked my hard on. “Please Queen Sharri may I cum now”. No not yet slave slow down”. I slowed the pace again and in the back of my mind remembered the blue balls I had during the week. Queen Sharri told me to tell her what I was thinking about as I jacked off. To verbalize my fantasy for her “Oh Queen Sharri you have such beautiful tits I just want to slide my cock between them mmm oh that feels so good ohhh yes lick the tip as it pokes up oh god yes” that’s it squeeze them tighter oh that feels good … Queen Sharri may PLEASE have permission to cum” Not yet slave … here wrap this around your cock while you jack off” and handed me a slice of pizza. I wrapped around my cock and started to beat off again the hot cheese felt very good and the grease ran down over my balls intensifying my desire to cum “PLEASE Queen Sharri may I cum now” “Yes slave you have 30 seconds to cum” I slid the pizza up and down my cock as fast as I could “keep telling me your fantasy slave” … “That’s it suck my cock, suck it hard oh god yes like that suck it suck it oooohhhhh goooood yeeeeessss” and I began shooting my load. I had to eat the slice of pizza I had been using, it was difficult to eat with the hood on but I managed, I was starving. After I had a couple more slices she led me to the bathroom where she removed my eye patches and told me to clean up and wait for her to come back and get me. When she returned she had the leather wrist and ankle cuffs and put them on me. She placed the eye patched back on the hood and led me to the bed had me lay face down spread eagle. She tied rope to the wrist and ankle cuffs. When she was done tying me down my hands had enough slack to where I could almost get my hands together but not quite the would have been about a foot between my hands. My feet had a little less slack. She had me get up on my hands and knees and put a condom on my cock and slid in underneath me. She told me to fuck her hard and fast but you have to control your self not to cum. “if you cum you will be punished”. “You have to ask to slow down or stop. If you stop or slow down you will be punished, but not as severely as if you cum.” I rammed my cock into her as hard as I could and ground myself into her, pulled back and rammed it back home again pushing hard trying to get as deep as possible. My balls would slap her ass with each thrust. About thirty seconds later she was screaming out that she was cumming. As soon as she came I felt my own tingling sensation in my balls and asked to slow down or stop “no slave fuck me harder faster.” I took about five more strokes and decided that I better stop and take my punishment for stopping rather than suffer the consequences for cumming. As soon as I stopped she was pushing my shoulders down and sliding herself up. She wrapped her legs around my head pulling my face into her pussy “eat my cunt you fucking worm, eat my cunt while I think of a punishment for you. The better you eat me the less severe your punishment” I thrust my tongue into her cunt and pressed my face against her hard trying to rub her clit as I licked and probed her cunt with my tongue. I kept this up for several minutes the whole time fighting for air; she had her legs clamped around my head so tight it was hard to breathe. After she had cum several times she announced that she was going to give me a great honor. “Eat my ass slave, eat it like you just ate my cunt.” I hesitated only a split second before I started to lick her ass. “Get your tongue going slave I want to feel it deep inside my ass NOW” I pressed my tongue into her hole it was very difficult but once it pressed though the first time her ass began to relax a little more and became easier. While I ate her ass she fucked herself with the vibrator. Giving her several more orgasms before she decided that she had enough for now and got up leaving me tied face down on the bed. She got dressed and I heard her leave the room and get in her car and drive off. I had drifted off to sleep before she got back I have no idea how long she was gone it could have been five minutes it could have been a couple of hours.
I began begging to go to the bathroom as soon as I heard her in the room. She told me that I could go in a couple of minutes to shut up and hold it for now. She was rummaging through the drawers looking for something. “Ah there it is” and jumped on my back. With a knee planted in the middle of my back she untied the rope from the wrist cuffs and using a couple of zip ties she fastened them together behind my back. She then untied my legs. Having me stand up and spread my legs she grabbed my scrotum and pulled my balls downward. She began using the yarn I had bought. Wrapping it tightly around the base of my sack, then separating each ball wrapping the yarn in kind of a figure eight. By the time she was done my balls were almost being squished against the skin of my sack. It did not really hurt but was not comfortable either. She then put a collar around my neck and told me “you are now officially mine slave.” “This means your cock is now MY cock, your balls are now MY balls, you are MY property to do with as I please, to use and abuse as I see fit.” Very well Queen Sharri your slave really has to take a leak.” Without saying another word she clipped a leash onto my collar and lead me into the bathroom grabbed my cock and told me to start pissing. As soon as I was done she dragged me back into the other room and bent me over the table tying the ankle cuffs to the table legs and running a piece of rope though my collar under the table and around the same table legs as my ankles were tied to. She pulled it tight and tied it she then taped my legs just below the knees to the table legs. She then proceeded to tape my body down to the table going around me and under the table, when she was done I could not move much at all I could move my head a little but could not move my torso at all. I had never felt this vulnerable. She pulled the chair up in front of me and sat down pulled the eye patches off. She was wearing her new leather mini skirt and bustier her boobs looked like they were about to bust out over the top. She sat there with her legs crossed and started to put on a pair of latex gloves. I did not have to be told what she was planning to do; I now knew why she had secured me so tightly. She sat forward and had her face only inches from mine. Looked into my eyes and said “Slave I know you are not going to particularly enjoy this but it IS going to happen and the less you fight it the better it will go for you. The more you relax the better, who knows you may even enjoy it.” I am going to go slow and easy on you I know you are a virgin” “I don’t want to hear any negative sounds from you if you feel the need to express yourself make sure you sound like you are enjoying it.” “The first time I hear anything negative from you it will get worse that I promise you.” “In fact slave whether you are enjoying it or not I want you to say you are. I want you to tell me how much you like it” “whether you do or not” and stood up it was then that I noticed a large bulge in the front of her skirt. She pulled it up exposing a strap on dildo. “Yes slave I am going to fuck you in the ass with this but only when your ready” and pulled her skirt back down over it, bent over and picked up a bottle of lubricant, giving me and excellent view of her cleavage which in that bustier was AMAZING. She poured some lube onto the fingers of her right hand and walked around behind me. She slowly poked the tip of one finger up my ass, she repeatedly poked it in and out of my ass not going past the second knuckle after the first couple of times it did start to feel kind of good and I moaned my approval. She asked, “How does that feel slave?” “It feels good Queen Sharri” “that’s good slave” and thrust her finger in all the way and started to move it on circles. “Slave tell me when you are ready for two fingers and remember YOU LIKE IT” she continued finger fucking my ass with one finger thrusting it in harder and harder until “Please Queen Sharri use two fingers.” She again slowed only going to the first or second knuckle rotating her had as she poked them into my ass. She added more lubricant, which eased the discomfort I was feeling; little by little she started to push her fingers deeper and deeper into my ass. I was just getting used to her using her index and middle finger of her right hand when she switched to the same fingers of her left hand. I felt more lubricant oozing down the crack of my ass and then was a brief pause. She was holding her hands together poking out the index and middle fingers of both hands and thrust the four fingers up my ass hard and to the hilt. “Oh my god that … feels good” I said but did not mean it I was not comfortable with this at all and wanted it to stop. I was dreading the next step and probably the one after that. She continued to thrust the four fingers into my ass. She slowly started to spread her fingers apart. Time seemed to stand still but in reality it was flying the alarm clock by the bed said it was 1:25AM she had removed the eye patches at 12:17 it had been over an hour of almost continuous finger fucking she had taken a couple of short breaks but they were only a couple minutes each. I really just wanted to get this over with and hopefully get some sleep. “Please Queen Sharri fuck me with that strap on” she paused for a moment and asked me to repeat what I had said “Please Queen Sharri fuck me with that strap on”
“Do you really want me to fuck your ass slave?” I sensed a trick question remembering her instructions not to be negative “Yes Queen Sharri I want to feel that dildo sliding up my ass. I want to be fucked by you, I want it in my ass now PLEASE Queen Sharri do not make me wait any longer.” “Very well slave, have it your way.” I heard her undo the zipper on her skirt and soon I felt the tip of the dildo press against my asshole. She gently pressed in a couple of inches and started to fuck my ass very slowly being careful not to go to deep. She fucked my ass like this for about five solid minutes only going a few inches in. I know this because she then grabbed my hips and rammed the whole thing up my ass as hard as she could. It felt like she just shoved a Louisville slugger up my ass. I could not help myself and let out a very loud groan. It was so big and she was fucking me full bore hard and fast taking full strokes in and out. The table I was on began to rock back and forth every time she thrust it deep into my bowels. As she fucked me I began to become accustomed to the size and it did not bother me as much physically. Mentally however I began to realize exactly what was happening … I was being raped. I lay there helplessly taking the dildo in the ass. She fucked me until she was too tired to take another stroke. When she was done she lay on the bed. After she had caught her breath she got up and reached between my legs and started to remove the yarn from my balls. I had forgotten about by balls being tied with yarn. My mind had been busy thinking about my ass. But now with her pulling it off, it hurt like hell and I let out a bit of a yelp. Biting my lower lip as she was yanking the yarn off making my balls swing side to side as it peeled off. It was on so tight and long it had started to dig into the skin. Not bad enough to actually cut but it still stung. Queen Sharri then put the eye patches back in place and began pulling off the tape and cut the zip ties holding my hands together. When I was finally totally free and stood up my whole body hurt. From my feet legs ass back shoulders neck they all were stiff and sore. I was trying to stretch out my shoulders a bit when she noticed a long sting of pre-cum hanging from my limp penis. “Well slave you seemed to enjoy that more than I thought you would” and started to laugh. I just wanted to take a hot shower and go to sleep but she had other plans.
I did get to have a shower to clean up but it wasn’t hot. When she came to get me out of the shower she had me put that damned hood back on. I was really starting to get tired of that thing. She put the collar back around my neck and led me back out to the bedroom I stood in the middle of the room. Ok slave you took that so good I have decided to reward you. I am going to let you cum again. Not only that I am going to let you fuck another woman but just remember she is a woman and as such is superior to you. You must be gentle with her, give her plenty of fore play. You don’t have to have her permission to cum but you DO have to have MINE. Her name is Becky she is quiet but I would not say she is shy. She wants you to kiss her and play with her tits and finger her pussy before you tongue fuck her then when she is good and ready you may make slow passionate love to her kissing her and fondling her tits as you do is that understood slave?” “Yes Queen Sharri, I understand when is she going to get here?” “Oh she is here and on the bed waiting for you” “Why don’t you join her slave.” I climbed onto the bed and reached out with my hand to find her. What I found was a blow up doll lying on the bed. Some how I should have known. “Well slave what are you waiting for? I told you what she wants get going or you wont cum for a month.”
I started to fondle her tits as I kissed her, her mouth was “O” shaped for giving head. It was very augured kissing her but I kept going I slowly ran my hand down to her pussy and slid a finger inside. It was surprisingly soft and moist; Queen Sharri had already got her lubed for me. After a few minutes I asked “Becky are you ready for my hard cock yet?” “No slave not yet you have to eat her pussy first” was Queen Sharri’s response. I let out a big sigh “do you really …” I did not finish I just slid down and started licking her pussy Queen Sharri at least had used a flavored lube. I ate her pussy until the flavored lube was all gone. I slid up between her legs and slowly slid my cock into her pussy, grabbed a tit and thrust my tongue into her open mouth. I slowly fucked her for what seamed like an eternity. At the speed I was going I was never going to cum. It was just pleasurable enough to keep me hard. I began to fuck Becky a little faster and harder and just as I was starting to think about asking Queen Sharri for permission to cum she told me to stop. She had me stand at the foot of the bed and pull Becky to the edge. Becky’s legs stood straight out from the foot of the bed. She had me bend over her lying on top of her and continue to fuck her slow. I had only taken about three strokes when I felt Queen Sharri shoving something up my ass it was bigger around than the dildo she had just fucked me with and stretched my ass to the limit. “Slave I want you to take full strokes. I am going to hold this as still as possible and I want you to back into it on the out stroke.” I started to fuck Becky again the huge dildo sliding out of my ass as I thrust into Becky and sliding up my ass as I pulled out of Becky. This continued for a couple more minutes until Queen Sharri told me to fuck her faster. And faster I went my ass was hurting from the girth of the dildo in my ass but it did do something for me. The faster I went the more I liked it. And soon I could feel the first tingles of an orgasm. “Queen Sharri may I please cum?” “Not until you take this whole dildo up your ass slave” “How much more is there?!?” “Do you really want me to tell you slave?” that was enough of an answer for me … there was plenty more. I stopped fucking Becky for a moment telling Queen Sharri that I had to or I would cum. I took the short break to beg for some more lube for Becky’s pussy she was getting a bit dry. Queen Sharri handed me the bottle of lube but did not remove the dildo from my ass. I poured the lube onto my cock and Becky’s pussy. And thrust back into her. As I pulled out Queen Sharri pushed the dildo a little farther up my ass and a few stokes later as I thrust my cock into Becky Queen Sharri thrust the dildo all the way in. I thought I could feel it in the back of my throat. And stopped fucking Becky but queen Sharri did not stop fucking me. She was thrusting the massive dildo in and out of my ass harder and faster. “Don’t make me do all the work slave start fucking her.” I tried to match Queen Sharri’s pace fucking Becky for all I was worth. And moments later “Queen Sharri MAY I PLEASE CUM NOW?” “Yes slave you may” Thank god because it was to late to stop I was going to cum anyway, but I did not tell Queen Sharri that. Seconds later I was shooting a huge load of cum deep into Becky’s cunt.
When I was done I collapsed on top of Becky and Queen Sharri continued to fuck my ass for about thirty seconds. She stopped with it all the way up my ass, and held it there. She told me to hold it there while she got something. I had to hold it in with my hand. When she got back she put my belt on me with the buckle in the back. And had she stand up still holding the dildo in my ass. She the ran a rope through the belt in the back and pulled the two ends through my legs to the front bringing the ends of the rope up the belt in the front looping them through and back down between my legs. So I had four strands of rope between my legs, running down the crack of my ass in the back and between my sack and legs in the front. She synched the rope tight so that the rope was giving me the wedgy of a lifetime and holding the dildo in my ass. This time she went up over my shoulders and tied a knot in the rope in the middle of my chest before running the two ends inside the belt in the front and back up under the knot in my chest over my shoulders and down to my belt again she then synched the rope tight again making my belt come up and thus increasing the tightness of the rope between my legs and tied the rope off. She then had me sit in the chair told me to put my right hand on my left elbow and vice versa. She then duct taped my arms together tightly not giving even my fingers any wiggle room. She taped my legs together solidly from knees to ankles. Then put my collar on me and tied a rope to the back of it and ran it under the chair and tied it to my ankles then using the same rope ran it from my ankles to the front of my collar and tied it again. The rope was tied tight enough that if I tried to lean forward it pulled my ankles back until the hit the chair. I was not getting out of this on my own.
She went about her business for a few minutes then came over and removed my hood the room was completely dark. When she turned on the lamp behind me the first thing I seen was a video camera sitting directly in front of me on a tripod. Immediately I knew she had kept the hood on me the whole time I was in this room so I would not know she was videoing everything she did to me. I thought about everything that had happened the whipping, the pizza guy, the pizza, and acting like I enjoyed being fucked in the ass, making love to a blow up doll named Becky. I took a deep breath and held it until my chest hurt. When I finally started breathing again I blurted out “Why the fuck would you do this, haven’t I done everything you wanted?” “Yes slave you have, and you are going to keep doing everything aren’t you” I did not answer her. I knew I had sworn and not addressed her as “Queen Sharri” but did not give a fuck right now. I was starting think why the fuck didn’t I just leave her house when she gave me the chance last week. But no I had to stay and get my rocks off. More and more truth to the saying “a guy will go places with a hard on he wouldn’t go with a shot gun.” After all here I sit with what turned out to be a ten inch dildo tied up my ass and taped and tied to a chair in the middle of a motel room in a city far from home. What the hell was I supposed to do but go with it? I have no doubts that Queen Sharri would leave me here to hitch hike home if I did manage to get out. And then who the hell knows who would have seen the videos and pictures by the time I did get home. Those first pictures just seem so damn innocent now I could handle them getting out but I don’t know about the videos. If I feel that way about the pictures will I start to think that way about these videos later … should I just cut my losses right here right now, tell her to go ahead and show everyone that I did not care I just want out. … Then again did I really want out, I did enjoy some of what had happened in fact … if she were not blackmailing me I probably wouldn’t mind half as much. I decided to just keep my mouth shut and go along with her for now.
It was at this time Queen Sharri remembered that I had cum and did not eat it up. She turned the camera on and positioned Becky in almost a 69 and instructed me to start licking her pussy. She held Becky in position while I licked and sucked my cum out of her pussy and tried to forget about the camera that was only a few feet away recording it all. When I finished Queen Sharri turned off the camera, put Becky in the closet and sat on the edge of the bed. “Slave” she started “It is very late and we have a long day tomorrow, I will give you a choice of how to spend the night. You can spend it just as you are or you can select option B all I will say about option B is that you will not have anything in your ass.” I thought about it for a moment knowing that option B would be no piece of cake but the dildo in my ass was not comfortable at all and by morning would be out right painful. I guess I thought a bit to long and Queen Sharri got up and hooked the camera to the T.V. telling me “I am going to have a shower while you decide, you can watch one of the tapes while I am in there.” She took out the tape that was in the camera and went out to the car leaving the door wide open. I heard her open and close the trunk of the car. When she returned she put in a tape and hit play.
There I was in perfect focus bent over the table handcuffed to the legs. . “Please Queen Sharri whip my ass for me I deserve it so much for lying to you, it would serve me right to have my ass whipped for being so bad. Please Queen Sharri whip my ass”
I was still being whipped in the video when Queen Sharri got out of the shower “have you made your choice yet slave?” “Yes Queen Sharri I have decided to go with option B.” After she untied the rope from my collar and ankles she snapped the leash into my collar and led me hopping into the bathroom, telling me to bend over she pulled the ropes out of the crack of my ass and ripped the dildo out. She had put all of the towels on the floor and told me to get down on my knees she unhooked the leash grabbed my hair and shoved my head into the toilet bowl and flushed. With my head still in the bowl she sat on the back of my neck and wrapped the leash around the toilet between the tank and the bowl and fed the clip of the leash through the handle and clipped it back on my leash. She lowered the seat and lid onto my head and said “pleasant dreams slave, G’night”
I stayed like that for about an hour before I slowly moved my head to the side letting the lid and seat close as quietly as I could, pulling my leash as I did and lay down beside the toilet and closed my eyes. I woke up with Queen Sharri standing over me. “Good Morning slave” She grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up to a kneeling position and shoved my head deep into the bowl and flushed. Lifted my head while the toilet filled and again shoved my head into the bowl and flushed. This time she undid the leash and pulled me up to a standing position and pointed my cock at the toilet and told me to piss.
“I am feeling rather generous this morning you may have a hot shower and shave while you are in there and I do mean shave … your whole body” and removed the tape from my arms and legs. I showered for a long time making sure I was hairless before getting out. When I shut the water off she told me to come out and get dressed we are going out for breakfast. When I came out there on the bed was a brightly colored floral dress a long curly blonde wig, red bikini cut panties and matching bra and a pair of open toed low heeled shoes that I knew were to big for her. She pointed to the chair and told me to sit. She sat and my lap and put make up on me. When she was done and got up my cock was standing at full attention. “We can’t have that this morning slave. And since I am feeling so generous I am going to give you two minutes to jack off, one minute fifty five seconds.” I grabbed my cock leaned back in the chair, closed my eyes and started pumping my cock as fast and as hard as I could. “Open your eyes slave I want you looking at me as you fuck your fist.” I opened my eyes just in time to see the riding crop land on my right thigh with a loud “SNAP” “One minute and forty five seconds” I stared at her cleavage and continued to jack off. She snapped the ridding crop down on my left nipple “One minute and thirty seconds slave” I was concentrating as hard and pumping my fist up and down on my cock harder “One minute and fifteen seconds” SMACK down came the crop landing on right inner thigh. It stung like hell and I had to rub where it landed but I kept stroking with my left hand while I did. “Oh that’s a good idea slave jack off with your left hand” At that point I stopped jacking off knowing that I would not be able to cum left handed. “Well slave if that is your choice” SMACK, SMACK, and SMACK She repeatedly lashed out at my throbbing cock until it lay limp. She then began poking my cock and balls up inside me and taping them up when she was done my privates resembled a nice pair of camel toes. Next came toe nail polish and fake fingernails, which she painted a very bright red. The blonde wig was next the hair came to the middle of my back. She had trouble getting my hair to stay in place under the wig but after some tugging and pulling and tucking and swearing she finally got it. Queen Sharri then went to the closet and got a bag out and presented me with a pair of fake tits. She placed them in the red bra and helped me into it next came the panties. When I put them on you could see some of the duct tape she had used to hold my cock and balls up in place she rolled the edges back just enough to hide it inside the panties. She then slipped the floral dress over my head. It had a high neckline and came down to my knees. She had me slip into the shoes they were actually a little bit big but that was much better that too small. Queen Sharri then did a few little touch ups and had me stand in front of the mirrored closet door. I would not have recognized my self standing there. Except for my legs I looked pretty good. Queen Sharri decided to loan me a pair of her stockings and a garter belt to help cover my legs, once I had them on Queen Sharri quickly got herself ready wearing her black leather mini skirt and bustier with a very low cut shirt that showed off her amazing cleavage.
Once in the car Queen Sharri told me we had one stop to make before going to eat. We pulled up in front of Supercuts and told me to come in with her. We went inside and I knew what was coming before Queen Sharri said it. We were at the front counter there were about eight ladies inside some getting their hair done some doing their hair and us. One of the hairdressers came over to the front counter and asked, “Can I help you ladies?” Queen Sharri reached up and pulled my wig off “can you shave his head?” The look on that poor ladies face was one of utter shock and surprise and I could see her trying not to break into laughter. She regained her composer and asked if I would like a wash first I told her no just shave my head. A few minutes later my head shaved as short as she could with her clippers we were done and my wig went back on. And we were off to lunch. Queen Sharri drove past several restaurants. Before finding what she was looking for, a truck stop. It was very busy inside and we had to wait for a table. When one finally opened up she sat so she could see the majority of the restaurant and I sat across from her there was only one table between us and the wall. She reminded me to change my voice when I ordered. Lunch went pretty well no big surprises. It was then that I had a dilemma, which bathroom should I use? And how to pee with everything taped up the way it was. Queen Sharri led me into the ladies room and told me to try pee with it on. I sat on the toilet and began to pee it was quite messy but the tape seemed to be holding. I cleaned up the best I could and we were off. Once in the car Queen Sharri looked at me and said “so where could we go to pick up a man or two to take back to the motel and fuck silly?” I just shook my head and turned away looking out the window. “Oh relax slave I was just joking besides I am having way too much fun with you” “But just think of the fun I could have with two of you” and started to laugh.
part 6
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http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4630
part 2
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4634
part 3
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4637
part 4
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4638
I woke to Queen Sharri slapping my fully erect penis until it went limp then she grabbed it and led me to the bathroom where she held it while I pissed. She then had me eat her pussy again before uncuffing my hands. She handed me a pair of frilly pink bikini cut panties to put on and a pair of jeans and shirt she then handed me a shopping list and told me to call a cab telling me that most if not all of the items would be found at Wal-Mart. as the cab pulled up she let me remove the hood. I read the shopping list as I rode in the cab
50’ of ¼” rope, 50’ of 3/8 ” rope, 50’ of ½“ rope, six rolls of duct tape, six rolls of black electrical tape, 100 clothespins, six open chain links, four snap connectors like on a dog leash, two boxes of condoms, a roll of yarn or heavy string and oragel. I did find everything at Wal-Mart and called a cab to take me back to the motel. When I got there Queen Sharri was gone. I went and had breakfast and walked around the area a little. By the time I got back Queen Sharri was waiting for me. She was lying on the bed reading the copy of kinky times that I had bought the night before. I was in the room just long enough to see she had been out shopping this morning too there were several bags in the corner. Before I could even get close to them she told me we were going out shopping together. She drove to the store where I had bought the magazine and said, “lets go in and see if they have any more issues of “kinky times”. I offered to go in alone to see but she insisted on going with me. I knew I was in trouble. The very first thing she seen was the wall covered with sex toys turned and glared at me “so they don’t have any huh”. I pointed out the magazine rack and headed in that direction as luck would have it they did have several back issues and she picked a couple others as well. When we got to the counter she told me to pick out a vibrator. I pointed to one and asked to see it. We picked out two different ones then Queen Sharri pointed to a butt plug and told the clerk we will take that on too please. When we got back to the car Queen Sharri was quiet for a long time she just drove while stopped at a red light she finally broke the silence “you are SO going to pay for lying to me.” We pulled up in front of another adult store. She told me that I had better be damned good that I was already in enough trouble for lying to her.
She led me in and headed right to a rack with whips and riding crops hanging from it, She had obviously been in here earlier that day. She told me to pick out six different ones three whips and three crops. When I had made my selections she took them from me and led me to the sales counter at the very back of the store. She laid them all down and told the sales lady “we are only going to buy one crop and one whip but I would like your help in deciding on which ones” the sales lady told us that she would be happy to help. Queen Sharri told me to reach across and grab the far side of the counter, I stood there not quite believing what I just heard her say knowing what she had in mind, I knew I hesitated too long when she started to count she was at six when I reluctantly reached across the sales counter and grasped the far ledge. Queen Sharri asked the sales lady to hold my hands very tightly and not to let them go, Queen Sharri then undid my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles leaving me standing there in a pair of very tight frilly pink panties, she then grabbed one of the whips, it was about 30” long from handle to its single tip. CRACK and I could feel the welt rise immediately, I screamed out in pain CRACK another lower on my ass but just as hard as the first. I pulled my right hand free and covered my ass with it just in time to partially block the third. Queen Sharri stepped back and in a very firm voice “do you really want to do that slave?” “Yes Queen Sharri I do, that one hurts too much”. She set it on the counter pulled out a picture from her purse and showed it to the sales lady and asked her “have you ever seen a cock that small before?” as the sales lady looked she started to laugh, I began trying to explain about the ice and Queen Sharri told me to “shut up and do as I was told, now grab the counter”
The sales lady was still laughing as she again grabbed my hands. This time Queen Sharri grabbed a riding crop and smacked my ass several times very quickly each one stung but compared to the whip they were bearable. She then grabbed a cat o’nine tails and whipped my with that it did not hurt much at all until the last one which was very hard making me throw my hips forward and arch my back as a screamed out. Next was another crop this one had a leather hand at the tip. This time the lashes were harder and faster I had my hips pressed up against the counter trying to scoot forward in an effort to lesson the effect of each one by the time she had stopped with it I had broken a sweat and was breathing harder. She grabbed the last whip it was another cat o’nine tails but this one was longer and had skinnier tails. She started lashing the back of my thighs. In a way I was thankful but when she was done I was stinging from the backs of my knees to the top of my ass. She grabbed the last crop and told the sales lady to let my hands go and told me to turn around now I was with my back to the counter and Queen Sharri asked the sales lady to hold my hands again. She grabbed my wrists and pulled them back making me lean backwards Queen Sharri pulled the front of my shirt up and over my head. SMACK on my left nipple, SMACK on my right nipple SMACK SMACK SMACK. Several lashes all over my chest and belly. When she was done she told me to stand up and spin around so she could get a good look. I stepped forward and without taking the shirt off of my head started to slowly spin with my pants around my ankles. I had spun around about three times when Queen Sharri told me to stop she pulled the back of my panties down exposing my ass. “Oh my those are some nice welts” and patted my ass with her hand. It was at this time I heard the tinkling of the bells at the front door as another customer walked in. I bent over and grabbed my pants to pull them up SMACK “did I tell you to do that slave” “No Queen Sharri but…” “No buts slave stand up” SMACK. There I stood at the back of the store with my shirt over my head and my pants around my ankles and my cock swelling. The fact that strangers were seeing me like this turned me on very much, and it showed. I had a raging hard on that did not escape Queen Sharri’s attention and she made sure everyone in the store heard her say “My slave seems to like standing here in his panties and being whipped” SMACK the riding crop landed squarely on my cock. She pulled my shirt down so I could see the two ladies that had come in. I am not sure but I think they were lovers. “Pull up your pants slave” after I had pulled up my pants Queen Sharri told me to pick a riding crop that she knew which whip she wanted the crops were all pretty much the same except for the one cut out like a hand. I picked the one still in her hand (not the hand one). Well slave which whip do you think I want?” I pointed to the longer one that left the welts. “I like that one to slave but I will take pity on your ass and take this one” and grabbed the shorter of the cat o’nine tails. “We will also take these” and put a set of leather wrist and ankle cuffs on the counter. “Since I have already bought a lot today slave your buying me these, here is your wallet” I opened it I did not have enough cash I was going to have to use my credit card. We waited until the sales lady was done helping the lesbians before paying for the whip, crop and cuffs, which I had to show ID to use my credit card now that sales lady knew my name and where we were from. Usually not a big deal but considering what she just witnessed left me feeling a bit uneasy. As we left the sales lady said, “Have a nice day slave hope you two have fun”. As Queen Sharri and I were walking back to the car they sales lady came running after us and gave Queen Sharri the picture of me that had been sitting on the counter the whole time. They both had a brief laugh and again the sales lady told us to have fun as she walked back the store.
We got in the car and she started driving again. Queen Sharri was talking about how much she wanted to get back the motel and really try out some of the things she had bought, but we had one more stop to make she pulled into a large mall, telling me only that we should be able to find what we wanted in there. We walked the mall and finally she spotted the type of store she was looking for it specialized in lingerie and underwear for women. She led me in and began looking through racks of bras and panties there were several other shoppers in the store and when a sales lady came over to help Queen Sharri loudly announced that we were there looking for bra’s and panties for “Mary” and pointed at me. He enjoys wearing mine but he is stretching them out of shape. He wants a few different styles of panties with matching bras in assorted colors. Two pair of regular, two pair of bikini and two pair of thong panties. I was totally humiliated but turned on at the same time, my cock started to swell at the thought of trying on ladies underwear and having others knowing it. I wound up with not six but eight pairs of panties most with matching bras and a couple negligees. Queen Sharri did not go without either she replaced the panties that I had stretched out of her shape. The sales lady got over her initial shock and was quite helpful in picking out styles and colors for me and even helped size me for the bras. Once everything was paid for, with my credit card again we were heading back to the motel.
I was not totally sure if I wanted to go back I knew that the whipping in the store was not going to be the only one I got but I was hoping that it would not be to severe. After all there were a lot of new things to play with and I did not know what Queen Sharri had purchased that morning but just by the amount of bags it was going to be an eventful weekend that much I was sure of. It was mid-afternoon when we got back to our room.
Queen Sharri had me wait outside for about fifteen minutes while she went inside to prepare for us when she opened the door she handed me the hood to put on before I was allowed inside, I put the hood on complete with eye patches and let her lead me through the door. As soon as the door closed behind me she told me to get naked and get on my knees to wait for her. It seem like forever and the anticipation of what was to come was killing me I did not know if I should be excited or if I should be dreading it. I could hear her moving about the room going through bags of stuff we had bought. Then I heard her on the bed and a very unmistakable “buzzing” sound, she was using one of the new vibrators to masturbate while I stayed in the kneeling position by the door. When she was done satisfying her self she finally got back to me. “Slave you lied to me last night, what do you think your punishment should be?” I hated it when she asked me this because I knew if I suggested to little it would only make it worse but if I suggested too much she would go with it anyway. “I think you should whip me Queen Sharri” “Very well slave do you want to pick how many times or should I?” I had no idea of how many lashes she would think appropriate by I defiantly did not want to suggest too few “I think fifty lashes would be appropriate Queen Sharri” “well slave fifty will do for a start, I will see what color your ass is and decide from there, now stand up and spread your legs” as soon as I was standing she reached through my legs from behind grabbed my sack and pulled it back through my legs instructing my to close my legs tight, she began using the duct tape to hold my legs together around my thighs, knees and around my ankles. There I stood my balls behind me and my legs taped very tightly together. She had me hop over to the table and bend over it. She then hand cuffed each hand to a table leg and told me to beg to be whipped. “Please Queen Sharri whip my ass for me I deserve it so much for lying to you, it would serve me right to have my ass whipped for being so bad. Please Queen Sharri whip my ass” “Fine slave I will but before I start, You must count each lash thank me and ask for another, if you loose count we start over, if I hit your balls you yell “Balls eye” and that lash does not count understand slave?” “Yes Queen Sharri I understand” Smack it was the riding crop “one thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” SMACK “two thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” SMACK “ouch Three thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” Smack “BALLS EYE” “thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” this made her laugh very hard and it took a minute for her to stop for which I was thankful that balls eye hurt like a mother fucker “ok slave if you wish” Smack “BALLS EYE” I groaned barely able to get the words out. Smack “Four thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” Smack “Five thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another”… Smack thirty nine thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” smack “BALLS EYE” smack “BALLS EYE” smack “BALLS EYE” I thought I was going to puke from the pain in my balls. She decided to take a short break and I heard her turning pages I could only imagine that she was reading “kinky times” as soon as I stopped moaning and groaning and my breathing returned to normal I heard her get off the bed and CRACK “thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” Crack “thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “slave that is two you did not count, start over.” This time she started using the cat o’nine tails and she started on my back. Nice and easy at first gradually getting harder and harder Smack “Forty three thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “how many more slave?” “Seven more Queen Sharri” “WRONG slave start over” “what why is that wrong fifty minus forty three is seven” “Shut up slave I said it is wrong and it is wrong now quit arguing before you get in more trouble” CRACK she was back to the crop “one thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” … “twenty five thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “how many more now slave?” I thought about it made damn sure of the count “twenty five more Queen Sharri” “Wrong answer slave start over” “What???” that is the right answer Queen Sharri I don’t want to argue but twenty five from fifty is twenty five” “Yes slave the math is right but the answer is wrong START OVER” my tender ass was not going to take fifty more. CRACK!! The brush and oh my god did it sting “ONE thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” CRACK!! “Two thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” … “ten thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “slave I am going to give you something to read the correct answer is in there but the whipping will continue as you read” and took off one eye patch and set the copy of “kinky times” on the table in front of me. It was a story of a male slave being whipped by a dominatrix. Smack, she was back to the riding crop “eleven thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” … smack “fifteen thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “how many more slave?” “Thirty five Queen Sharri” knowing it was going to be wrong but I still had not found the right answer. “Start over slave”. … And again went back to the whip, thank god the whip was not as painful as the brush or the crop. “Forty thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” Crack, the crop was back “forty-one thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another”. Crack “BALLS EYE” CRACK “BALLS EYE” Crack “Forty two thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “How many more slave?” “As many as you wish Queen Sharri” “That’s a good answer slave” …Crack “Forty nine thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” CRACK!!! “Fifty thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” CRACK!!! “Fifty one thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another”… CRACK!!!! “Seventy five thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another” “Slave are you going to lie to me ever again about anything?” “No Queen Sharri I will never lie to you again” and with that she put the eye patch back in place and went to the bathroom and wet a towel with warm water and put it over my ass and back. And went about moving stuff around and going through bags I heard her putting stuff in drawers and in the closet. I just laid there on the table resting I knew this was going to be a long night and it was only Saturday there was still Sunday and the trip home Monday.
More than half an hour had passed when Queen Sharri finally got back to me she undid the handcuffs letting me stand up before she ripped the duct tape off of my legs. She fondled my balls asking me if they were ok. Surprisingly enough they were ok slightly tender but considering what had happened they felt pretty good. She stroked my cock until I was rock hard which did not take very long. I was horny as hell. She then had me step into a pair of my new panties and helped me into a bra. And led me into the bathroom told me to sit on the toilet and turned on the shower and left the room. About five minutes later she was back. She shut the shower off and led me back into the room sat me in a chair and began rubbing my crotch. She had me tilt my head back as far as I could and gave me several hickies. My cock was harder than ever when there was a knock on the door. Queen Sharri continued to rub my cock keeping hard telling me that it was just the pizza she ordered. That if my cock was still hard when the delivery guy left I would get a special treat that I could play with myself if I had to but keep it up any way you can just don’t over do it. There I was sitting in a chair in plain view wearing panties, bra and a black leather hood and a raging hard on. The second I heard the door open my cock began to wither. I was so embarrassed it was not funny then I figured what the hell this guy does not know me I don’t know him, he will never see me again and I will never see him period, not with the eye patches in place. I started to rub my cock though my panties. I was concentrating very hard on keeping an erection but Queen Sharri was not making it easy for me. She told the delivery guy to set the pizza on the bed while she got her purse, I knew the guy was in the room but not exactly where I did not know if he was watching me or not I just kept rubbing my cock it was hard but not fully erect anymore. I rubbed harder and concentrated harder it slowly got harder again. It seemed to take Queen Sharri a very long time to get her purse minutes passed I am sure but the minutes seemed like forever. Finally I heard her say “keep the change and here is a tip for you if you don’t want to end up like him don’t let a woman tie you to her bed”. As the door shut I heard him say “fucking freaks” and Queen Sharri began laughing uncontrollably.
“Well slave you did very well and I believe I told you, you would get a special treat”. “Ok slave jack off for me but make it a good show not to fast and you do need permission to cum” I continued to stroke my cock through the panties for a minute before reaching inside and pulling my cock and balls above the waste band. I fondled my balls with my left hand while I slowly stroked my cock with my right. I slowly but surely increased the speed that I stroked my hard on. “Please Queen Sharri may I cum now”. No not yet slave slow down”. I slowed the pace again and in the back of my mind remembered the blue balls I had during the week. Queen Sharri told me to tell her what I was thinking about as I jacked off. To verbalize my fantasy for her “Oh Queen Sharri you have such beautiful tits I just want to slide my cock between them mmm oh that feels so good ohhh yes lick the tip as it pokes up oh god yes” that’s it squeeze them tighter oh that feels good … Queen Sharri may PLEASE have permission to cum” Not yet slave … here wrap this around your cock while you jack off” and handed me a slice of pizza. I wrapped around my cock and started to beat off again the hot cheese felt very good and the grease ran down over my balls intensifying my desire to cum “PLEASE Queen Sharri may I cum now” “Yes slave you have 30 seconds to cum” I slid the pizza up and down my cock as fast as I could “keep telling me your fantasy slave” … “That’s it suck my cock, suck it hard oh god yes like that suck it suck it oooohhhhh goooood yeeeeessss” and I began shooting my load. I had to eat the slice of pizza I had been using, it was difficult to eat with the hood on but I managed, I was starving. After I had a couple more slices she led me to the bathroom where she removed my eye patches and told me to clean up and wait for her to come back and get me. When she returned she had the leather wrist and ankle cuffs and put them on me. She placed the eye patched back on the hood and led me to the bed had me lay face down spread eagle. She tied rope to the wrist and ankle cuffs. When she was done tying me down my hands had enough slack to where I could almost get my hands together but not quite the would have been about a foot between my hands. My feet had a little less slack. She had me get up on my hands and knees and put a condom on my cock and slid in underneath me. She told me to fuck her hard and fast but you have to control your self not to cum. “if you cum you will be punished”. “You have to ask to slow down or stop. If you stop or slow down you will be punished, but not as severely as if you cum.” I rammed my cock into her as hard as I could and ground myself into her, pulled back and rammed it back home again pushing hard trying to get as deep as possible. My balls would slap her ass with each thrust. About thirty seconds later she was screaming out that she was cumming. As soon as she came I felt my own tingling sensation in my balls and asked to slow down or stop “no slave fuck me harder faster.” I took about five more strokes and decided that I better stop and take my punishment for stopping rather than suffer the consequences for cumming. As soon as I stopped she was pushing my shoulders down and sliding herself up. She wrapped her legs around my head pulling my face into her pussy “eat my cunt you fucking worm, eat my cunt while I think of a punishment for you. The better you eat me the less severe your punishment” I thrust my tongue into her cunt and pressed my face against her hard trying to rub her clit as I licked and probed her cunt with my tongue. I kept this up for several minutes the whole time fighting for air; she had her legs clamped around my head so tight it was hard to breathe. After she had cum several times she announced that she was going to give me a great honor. “Eat my ass slave, eat it like you just ate my cunt.” I hesitated only a split second before I started to lick her ass. “Get your tongue going slave I want to feel it deep inside my ass NOW” I pressed my tongue into her hole it was very difficult but once it pressed though the first time her ass began to relax a little more and became easier. While I ate her ass she fucked herself with the vibrator. Giving her several more orgasms before she decided that she had enough for now and got up leaving me tied face down on the bed. She got dressed and I heard her leave the room and get in her car and drive off. I had drifted off to sleep before she got back I have no idea how long she was gone it could have been five minutes it could have been a couple of hours.
I began begging to go to the bathroom as soon as I heard her in the room. She told me that I could go in a couple of minutes to shut up and hold it for now. She was rummaging through the drawers looking for something. “Ah there it is” and jumped on my back. With a knee planted in the middle of my back she untied the rope from the wrist cuffs and using a couple of zip ties she fastened them together behind my back. She then untied my legs. Having me stand up and spread my legs she grabbed my scrotum and pulled my balls downward. She began using the yarn I had bought. Wrapping it tightly around the base of my sack, then separating each ball wrapping the yarn in kind of a figure eight. By the time she was done my balls were almost being squished against the skin of my sack. It did not really hurt but was not comfortable either. She then put a collar around my neck and told me “you are now officially mine slave.” “This means your cock is now MY cock, your balls are now MY balls, you are MY property to do with as I please, to use and abuse as I see fit.” Very well Queen Sharri your slave really has to take a leak.” Without saying another word she clipped a leash onto my collar and lead me into the bathroom grabbed my cock and told me to start pissing. As soon as I was done she dragged me back into the other room and bent me over the table tying the ankle cuffs to the table legs and running a piece of rope though my collar under the table and around the same table legs as my ankles were tied to. She pulled it tight and tied it she then taped my legs just below the knees to the table legs. She then proceeded to tape my body down to the table going around me and under the table, when she was done I could not move much at all I could move my head a little but could not move my torso at all. I had never felt this vulnerable. She pulled the chair up in front of me and sat down pulled the eye patches off. She was wearing her new leather mini skirt and bustier her boobs looked like they were about to bust out over the top. She sat there with her legs crossed and started to put on a pair of latex gloves. I did not have to be told what she was planning to do; I now knew why she had secured me so tightly. She sat forward and had her face only inches from mine. Looked into my eyes and said “Slave I know you are not going to particularly enjoy this but it IS going to happen and the less you fight it the better it will go for you. The more you relax the better, who knows you may even enjoy it.” I am going to go slow and easy on you I know you are a virgin” “I don’t want to hear any negative sounds from you if you feel the need to express yourself make sure you sound like you are enjoying it.” “The first time I hear anything negative from you it will get worse that I promise you.” “In fact slave whether you are enjoying it or not I want you to say you are. I want you to tell me how much you like it” “whether you do or not” and stood up it was then that I noticed a large bulge in the front of her skirt. She pulled it up exposing a strap on dildo. “Yes slave I am going to fuck you in the ass with this but only when your ready” and pulled her skirt back down over it, bent over and picked up a bottle of lubricant, giving me and excellent view of her cleavage which in that bustier was AMAZING. She poured some lube onto the fingers of her right hand and walked around behind me. She slowly poked the tip of one finger up my ass, she repeatedly poked it in and out of my ass not going past the second knuckle after the first couple of times it did start to feel kind of good and I moaned my approval. She asked, “How does that feel slave?” “It feels good Queen Sharri” “that’s good slave” and thrust her finger in all the way and started to move it on circles. “Slave tell me when you are ready for two fingers and remember YOU LIKE IT” she continued finger fucking my ass with one finger thrusting it in harder and harder until “Please Queen Sharri use two fingers.” She again slowed only going to the first or second knuckle rotating her had as she poked them into my ass. She added more lubricant, which eased the discomfort I was feeling; little by little she started to push her fingers deeper and deeper into my ass. I was just getting used to her using her index and middle finger of her right hand when she switched to the same fingers of her left hand. I felt more lubricant oozing down the crack of my ass and then was a brief pause. She was holding her hands together poking out the index and middle fingers of both hands and thrust the four fingers up my ass hard and to the hilt. “Oh my god that … feels good” I said but did not mean it I was not comfortable with this at all and wanted it to stop. I was dreading the next step and probably the one after that. She continued to thrust the four fingers into my ass. She slowly started to spread her fingers apart. Time seemed to stand still but in reality it was flying the alarm clock by the bed said it was 1:25AM she had removed the eye patches at 12:17 it had been over an hour of almost continuous finger fucking she had taken a couple of short breaks but they were only a couple minutes each. I really just wanted to get this over with and hopefully get some sleep. “Please Queen Sharri fuck me with that strap on” she paused for a moment and asked me to repeat what I had said “Please Queen Sharri fuck me with that strap on”
“Do you really want me to fuck your ass slave?” I sensed a trick question remembering her instructions not to be negative “Yes Queen Sharri I want to feel that dildo sliding up my ass. I want to be fucked by you, I want it in my ass now PLEASE Queen Sharri do not make me wait any longer.” “Very well slave, have it your way.” I heard her undo the zipper on her skirt and soon I felt the tip of the dildo press against my asshole. She gently pressed in a couple of inches and started to fuck my ass very slowly being careful not to go to deep. She fucked my ass like this for about five solid minutes only going a few inches in. I know this because she then grabbed my hips and rammed the whole thing up my ass as hard as she could. It felt like she just shoved a Louisville slugger up my ass. I could not help myself and let out a very loud groan. It was so big and she was fucking me full bore hard and fast taking full strokes in and out. The table I was on began to rock back and forth every time she thrust it deep into my bowels. As she fucked me I began to become accustomed to the size and it did not bother me as much physically. Mentally however I began to realize exactly what was happening … I was being raped. I lay there helplessly taking the dildo in the ass. She fucked me until she was too tired to take another stroke. When she was done she lay on the bed. After she had caught her breath she got up and reached between my legs and started to remove the yarn from my balls. I had forgotten about by balls being tied with yarn. My mind had been busy thinking about my ass. But now with her pulling it off, it hurt like hell and I let out a bit of a yelp. Biting my lower lip as she was yanking the yarn off making my balls swing side to side as it peeled off. It was on so tight and long it had started to dig into the skin. Not bad enough to actually cut but it still stung. Queen Sharri then put the eye patches back in place and began pulling off the tape and cut the zip ties holding my hands together. When I was finally totally free and stood up my whole body hurt. From my feet legs ass back shoulders neck they all were stiff and sore. I was trying to stretch out my shoulders a bit when she noticed a long sting of pre-cum hanging from my limp penis. “Well slave you seemed to enjoy that more than I thought you would” and started to laugh. I just wanted to take a hot shower and go to sleep but she had other plans.
I did get to have a shower to clean up but it wasn’t hot. When she came to get me out of the shower she had me put that damned hood back on. I was really starting to get tired of that thing. She put the collar back around my neck and led me back out to the bedroom I stood in the middle of the room. Ok slave you took that so good I have decided to reward you. I am going to let you cum again. Not only that I am going to let you fuck another woman but just remember she is a woman and as such is superior to you. You must be gentle with her, give her plenty of fore play. You don’t have to have her permission to cum but you DO have to have MINE. Her name is Becky she is quiet but I would not say she is shy. She wants you to kiss her and play with her tits and finger her pussy before you tongue fuck her then when she is good and ready you may make slow passionate love to her kissing her and fondling her tits as you do is that understood slave?” “Yes Queen Sharri, I understand when is she going to get here?” “Oh she is here and on the bed waiting for you” “Why don’t you join her slave.” I climbed onto the bed and reached out with my hand to find her. What I found was a blow up doll lying on the bed. Some how I should have known. “Well slave what are you waiting for? I told you what she wants get going or you wont cum for a month.”
I started to fondle her tits as I kissed her, her mouth was “O” shaped for giving head. It was very augured kissing her but I kept going I slowly ran my hand down to her pussy and slid a finger inside. It was surprisingly soft and moist; Queen Sharri had already got her lubed for me. After a few minutes I asked “Becky are you ready for my hard cock yet?” “No slave not yet you have to eat her pussy first” was Queen Sharri’s response. I let out a big sigh “do you really …” I did not finish I just slid down and started licking her pussy Queen Sharri at least had used a flavored lube. I ate her pussy until the flavored lube was all gone. I slid up between her legs and slowly slid my cock into her pussy, grabbed a tit and thrust my tongue into her open mouth. I slowly fucked her for what seamed like an eternity. At the speed I was going I was never going to cum. It was just pleasurable enough to keep me hard. I began to fuck Becky a little faster and harder and just as I was starting to think about asking Queen Sharri for permission to cum she told me to stop. She had me stand at the foot of the bed and pull Becky to the edge. Becky’s legs stood straight out from the foot of the bed. She had me bend over her lying on top of her and continue to fuck her slow. I had only taken about three strokes when I felt Queen Sharri shoving something up my ass it was bigger around than the dildo she had just fucked me with and stretched my ass to the limit. “Slave I want you to take full strokes. I am going to hold this as still as possible and I want you to back into it on the out stroke.” I started to fuck Becky again the huge dildo sliding out of my ass as I thrust into Becky and sliding up my ass as I pulled out of Becky. This continued for a couple more minutes until Queen Sharri told me to fuck her faster. And faster I went my ass was hurting from the girth of the dildo in my ass but it did do something for me. The faster I went the more I liked it. And soon I could feel the first tingles of an orgasm. “Queen Sharri may I please cum?” “Not until you take this whole dildo up your ass slave” “How much more is there?!?” “Do you really want me to tell you slave?” that was enough of an answer for me … there was plenty more. I stopped fucking Becky for a moment telling Queen Sharri that I had to or I would cum. I took the short break to beg for some more lube for Becky’s pussy she was getting a bit dry. Queen Sharri handed me the bottle of lube but did not remove the dildo from my ass. I poured the lube onto my cock and Becky’s pussy. And thrust back into her. As I pulled out Queen Sharri pushed the dildo a little farther up my ass and a few stokes later as I thrust my cock into Becky Queen Sharri thrust the dildo all the way in. I thought I could feel it in the back of my throat. And stopped fucking Becky but queen Sharri did not stop fucking me. She was thrusting the massive dildo in and out of my ass harder and faster. “Don’t make me do all the work slave start fucking her.” I tried to match Queen Sharri’s pace fucking Becky for all I was worth. And moments later “Queen Sharri MAY I PLEASE CUM NOW?” “Yes slave you may” Thank god because it was to late to stop I was going to cum anyway, but I did not tell Queen Sharri that. Seconds later I was shooting a huge load of cum deep into Becky’s cunt.
When I was done I collapsed on top of Becky and Queen Sharri continued to fuck my ass for about thirty seconds. She stopped with it all the way up my ass, and held it there. She told me to hold it there while she got something. I had to hold it in with my hand. When she got back she put my belt on me with the buckle in the back. And had she stand up still holding the dildo in my ass. She the ran a rope through the belt in the back and pulled the two ends through my legs to the front bringing the ends of the rope up the belt in the front looping them through and back down between my legs. So I had four strands of rope between my legs, running down the crack of my ass in the back and between my sack and legs in the front. She synched the rope tight so that the rope was giving me the wedgy of a lifetime and holding the dildo in my ass. This time she went up over my shoulders and tied a knot in the rope in the middle of my chest before running the two ends inside the belt in the front and back up under the knot in my chest over my shoulders and down to my belt again she then synched the rope tight again making my belt come up and thus increasing the tightness of the rope between my legs and tied the rope off. She then had me sit in the chair told me to put my right hand on my left elbow and vice versa. She then duct taped my arms together tightly not giving even my fingers any wiggle room. She taped my legs together solidly from knees to ankles. Then put my collar on me and tied a rope to the back of it and ran it under the chair and tied it to my ankles then using the same rope ran it from my ankles to the front of my collar and tied it again. The rope was tied tight enough that if I tried to lean forward it pulled my ankles back until the hit the chair. I was not getting out of this on my own.
She went about her business for a few minutes then came over and removed my hood the room was completely dark. When she turned on the lamp behind me the first thing I seen was a video camera sitting directly in front of me on a tripod. Immediately I knew she had kept the hood on me the whole time I was in this room so I would not know she was videoing everything she did to me. I thought about everything that had happened the whipping, the pizza guy, the pizza, and acting like I enjoyed being fucked in the ass, making love to a blow up doll named Becky. I took a deep breath and held it until my chest hurt. When I finally started breathing again I blurted out “Why the fuck would you do this, haven’t I done everything you wanted?” “Yes slave you have, and you are going to keep doing everything aren’t you” I did not answer her. I knew I had sworn and not addressed her as “Queen Sharri” but did not give a fuck right now. I was starting think why the fuck didn’t I just leave her house when she gave me the chance last week. But no I had to stay and get my rocks off. More and more truth to the saying “a guy will go places with a hard on he wouldn’t go with a shot gun.” After all here I sit with what turned out to be a ten inch dildo tied up my ass and taped and tied to a chair in the middle of a motel room in a city far from home. What the hell was I supposed to do but go with it? I have no doubts that Queen Sharri would leave me here to hitch hike home if I did manage to get out. And then who the hell knows who would have seen the videos and pictures by the time I did get home. Those first pictures just seem so damn innocent now I could handle them getting out but I don’t know about the videos. If I feel that way about the pictures will I start to think that way about these videos later … should I just cut my losses right here right now, tell her to go ahead and show everyone that I did not care I just want out. … Then again did I really want out, I did enjoy some of what had happened in fact … if she were not blackmailing me I probably wouldn’t mind half as much. I decided to just keep my mouth shut and go along with her for now.
It was at this time Queen Sharri remembered that I had cum and did not eat it up. She turned the camera on and positioned Becky in almost a 69 and instructed me to start licking her pussy. She held Becky in position while I licked and sucked my cum out of her pussy and tried to forget about the camera that was only a few feet away recording it all. When I finished Queen Sharri turned off the camera, put Becky in the closet and sat on the edge of the bed. “Slave” she started “It is very late and we have a long day tomorrow, I will give you a choice of how to spend the night. You can spend it just as you are or you can select option B all I will say about option B is that you will not have anything in your ass.” I thought about it for a moment knowing that option B would be no piece of cake but the dildo in my ass was not comfortable at all and by morning would be out right painful. I guess I thought a bit to long and Queen Sharri got up and hooked the camera to the T.V. telling me “I am going to have a shower while you decide, you can watch one of the tapes while I am in there.” She took out the tape that was in the camera and went out to the car leaving the door wide open. I heard her open and close the trunk of the car. When she returned she put in a tape and hit play.
There I was in perfect focus bent over the table handcuffed to the legs. . “Please Queen Sharri whip my ass for me I deserve it so much for lying to you, it would serve me right to have my ass whipped for being so bad. Please Queen Sharri whip my ass”
I was still being whipped in the video when Queen Sharri got out of the shower “have you made your choice yet slave?” “Yes Queen Sharri I have decided to go with option B.” After she untied the rope from my collar and ankles she snapped the leash into my collar and led me hopping into the bathroom, telling me to bend over she pulled the ropes out of the crack of my ass and ripped the dildo out. She had put all of the towels on the floor and told me to get down on my knees she unhooked the leash grabbed my hair and shoved my head into the toilet bowl and flushed. With my head still in the bowl she sat on the back of my neck and wrapped the leash around the toilet between the tank and the bowl and fed the clip of the leash through the handle and clipped it back on my leash. She lowered the seat and lid onto my head and said “pleasant dreams slave, G’night”
I stayed like that for about an hour before I slowly moved my head to the side letting the lid and seat close as quietly as I could, pulling my leash as I did and lay down beside the toilet and closed my eyes. I woke up with Queen Sharri standing over me. “Good Morning slave” She grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up to a kneeling position and shoved my head deep into the bowl and flushed. Lifted my head while the toilet filled and again shoved my head into the bowl and flushed. This time she undid the leash and pulled me up to a standing position and pointed my cock at the toilet and told me to piss.
“I am feeling rather generous this morning you may have a hot shower and shave while you are in there and I do mean shave … your whole body” and removed the tape from my arms and legs. I showered for a long time making sure I was hairless before getting out. When I shut the water off she told me to come out and get dressed we are going out for breakfast. When I came out there on the bed was a brightly colored floral dress a long curly blonde wig, red bikini cut panties and matching bra and a pair of open toed low heeled shoes that I knew were to big for her. She pointed to the chair and told me to sit. She sat and my lap and put make up on me. When she was done and got up my cock was standing at full attention. “We can’t have that this morning slave. And since I am feeling so generous I am going to give you two minutes to jack off, one minute fifty five seconds.” I grabbed my cock leaned back in the chair, closed my eyes and started pumping my cock as fast and as hard as I could. “Open your eyes slave I want you looking at me as you fuck your fist.” I opened my eyes just in time to see the riding crop land on my right thigh with a loud “SNAP” “One minute and forty five seconds” I stared at her cleavage and continued to jack off. She snapped the ridding crop down on my left nipple “One minute and thirty seconds slave” I was concentrating as hard and pumping my fist up and down on my cock harder “One minute and fifteen seconds” SMACK down came the crop landing on right inner thigh. It stung like hell and I had to rub where it landed but I kept stroking with my left hand while I did. “Oh that’s a good idea slave jack off with your left hand” At that point I stopped jacking off knowing that I would not be able to cum left handed. “Well slave if that is your choice” SMACK, SMACK, and SMACK She repeatedly lashed out at my throbbing cock until it lay limp. She then began poking my cock and balls up inside me and taping them up when she was done my privates resembled a nice pair of camel toes. Next came toe nail polish and fake fingernails, which she painted a very bright red. The blonde wig was next the hair came to the middle of my back. She had trouble getting my hair to stay in place under the wig but after some tugging and pulling and tucking and swearing she finally got it. Queen Sharri then went to the closet and got a bag out and presented me with a pair of fake tits. She placed them in the red bra and helped me into it next came the panties. When I put them on you could see some of the duct tape she had used to hold my cock and balls up in place she rolled the edges back just enough to hide it inside the panties. She then slipped the floral dress over my head. It had a high neckline and came down to my knees. She had me slip into the shoes they were actually a little bit big but that was much better that too small. Queen Sharri then did a few little touch ups and had me stand in front of the mirrored closet door. I would not have recognized my self standing there. Except for my legs I looked pretty good. Queen Sharri decided to loan me a pair of her stockings and a garter belt to help cover my legs, once I had them on Queen Sharri quickly got herself ready wearing her black leather mini skirt and bustier with a very low cut shirt that showed off her amazing cleavage.
Once in the car Queen Sharri told me we had one stop to make before going to eat. We pulled up in front of Supercuts and told me to come in with her. We went inside and I knew what was coming before Queen Sharri said it. We were at the front counter there were about eight ladies inside some getting their hair done some doing their hair and us. One of the hairdressers came over to the front counter and asked, “Can I help you ladies?” Queen Sharri reached up and pulled my wig off “can you shave his head?” The look on that poor ladies face was one of utter shock and surprise and I could see her trying not to break into laughter. She regained her composer and asked if I would like a wash first I told her no just shave my head. A few minutes later my head shaved as short as she could with her clippers we were done and my wig went back on. And we were off to lunch. Queen Sharri drove past several restaurants. Before finding what she was looking for, a truck stop. It was very busy inside and we had to wait for a table. When one finally opened up she sat so she could see the majority of the restaurant and I sat across from her there was only one table between us and the wall. She reminded me to change my voice when I ordered. Lunch went pretty well no big surprises. It was then that I had a dilemma, which bathroom should I use? And how to pee with everything taped up the way it was. Queen Sharri led me into the ladies room and told me to try pee with it on. I sat on the toilet and began to pee it was quite messy but the tape seemed to be holding. I cleaned up the best I could and we were off. Once in the car Queen Sharri looked at me and said “so where could we go to pick up a man or two to take back to the motel and fuck silly?” I just shook my head and turned away looking out the window. “Oh relax slave I was just joking besides I am having way too much fun with you” “But just think of the fun I could have with two of you” and started to laugh.
part 6
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