Black Mamba – pt 2

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Black Mamba – pt 2As I entered the bedroom, Jennifer indicated that I should stand andapproach her. I rose to my feet and stood before her feeling intimidated byher size and demeanor. Jen reached out and yanked my precum soaked pantiesdown to mid thigh, roughly forced my now withered member between my legstoward my ass, then pushed my aching balls up into my body cavity. She thendrew up my panties tightly so that my cock was effectively trapped.”When you are in my presence, your worthless clit is to remain tucked awayas it is now, unless I order you to do otherwise. Do I make myself perfectlyclear?”I nodded my head in the affirmative.”Answer me bitch. I didn’t hear you.””Yes Jennifer” I replied submissively.” Yes, what” she hissed.Not knowing what was expected, I took a wild guess and said “Yes Mistress?””That’s right and don’t you ever forget it,” she answered. “You are MYproperty now and any infractions of MY rules or disobedience will be dealtwith harshly. Spinning me around and pointing at a full length mirror, Jadded, “Look at yourself, you sissy bitch. Wearing panties and no sign of acock, you must have a pussy hidden there. Lay down on the bed, I want towatch you rub your cunt, and don’t you dare cum until I give permission.”Added to this was a stinging slap to my ass that emphasized her considerablestrength and hastened my compliance. It also caused my dick to stiffen.Lying on my back in the center of the queen (how appropriate) size bed,Mistress soon joined me. Guiding my hand under my panties to my pubis, sheinstructed me to rub my “cunt” and started to suck one of my erect nippleswhile pinching the other. As I rubbed my mons and alternately squeezed andreleased my hardening pole, I moaned with desire and frustration. My innerthighs were becoming slick with precum and my trapped womanhood (womanhood?)was on the edge of spewing love juice all over my ass. My body was inturmoil. One of my breasts (breasts?) was being sucked and kissed tenderlywhile the other was being pinched cruelly.Moving her lips from my engorged nipple to my ear, Mistress kissed wetlyand whispered obscenities to me. Among other things, she told me what a goodcocksucker I was and how happy she was that I was going to be her fuck toy.She said she wanted to dress me up and introduce me to her friends as herbitch and perhaps let them have their way with me. This talk enflamed me andI begged for her permission to cum.Finally with a nod and a knowing smile I was given the OK to empty myaching balls. I rubbed my puss frantically, squeezed my thighs tighter andbucked my hips in an effort to add more friction to my throbbing clit. Withinseconds I was rewarded with the most intense orgasm off my life. I could feelthe hot ropey cum jetting between my ass cheeks as my clit jerkedspasmodically. I guess the combination of to much booze, the forced celibacyand then topped with an earth shattering climax was an overload to my systemand I passed out.I don’t know how long I was out but when I revived some time later I wasalone in bed and suffering from a mild hangover. My panties were down aroundmy ankles and my groin was crusted with dried cum. Arranging my privates asJennifer had instructed, I pulled up the soiled garment and went in search ofmy Mistress. I discovered her in the den wearing a shear black peignoir andhigh heel mules, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. The d****s wereopen and bright sunlight streamed into the room. The cool waters of aswimming pool beckoned in the background.”It’s about time you got up, you lazy slut,” she growled. I’ve got betterthings to do today than sit around waiting for you. Get cleaned up and getthe fuck out of here. I just took a bath and the water may still be warm.” Iagreed meekly and crawled off to the bathroom.The dirty water was luke warm and smelled flowery. As I lay soaking in thetub contemplating my situation and the events that transpired the previousnight, I burned with humiliation. Scrubbing away the dried cum, my cock beganto harden and I lusted for more of my Mistresses abuse. I realized that I wasputty in her hands and didn’t know what I craved more, the sex or thehumiliating domination. I came (there’s that word again) to the conclusionthat it was both, but in the reverse order. I was jolted out of my reverie byJen telling me to speed it up and to wash out her undies and hang them on thetowel bar to dry. Her undies? Was she taking them away from me? Granted theywere hers but I had come to enjoy the feel of the mesh against my glans.Well, I’d just have to get my own. With that final thought I quickly finishedmy ablutions, dried off and padded naked back to the den.I found it quite difficult to remain tucked without the panties whilewalking. However by taking short mincing steps I was able to present myselfto Mistress in the required manner. I was definitely going to buy my ownpanties if I was to continue as her bitch. Jen examined me with a criticaleye, smiled and nodded her head approvingly.”Here put this on” she said, handing me a gold filigree waist chain with thename “VANESSA” suspended from it.Wrapping the chain around my waist and fastening the clasp, I inquiredsoftly, Why Vanessa, Mistress.”Mistress replied “That’s the name of my previous bitch. I caught hersucking some dudes cock without my permission, gave her to a friend of mineand kept the chain. The friend owns a dog kennel so the cocks she sucks nowhave fur around them. He does put socks on the dogs paws before he lets themfuck her. Shecostarred in a movie titled Rover Gets Laid. She truly is a bitch now inevery sense of the word. Anyway, you need a femme name and I like that one.Now I’m going to epoxy the clasp so you don’t accidentally lose it.” Sosaying Mistress did just that thus preventing me from removing it.”Now get dressed.”I quickly pulled on my jeans and buttonless shirt. I was hunting for mysocks when Mistress informed me that she had thrown them out and handed me apair of knee high nylons.”Wear these” she demanded. “You’re not to wear socks again…. Ever! Oh,and you can’t wear that shirt without buttons, here’s a pretty blouse and asports bra to put on under it. Ladies should not go braless in public. Iexpect you to purchase several of your own in the very near future.”Of course the bra was black and the blouse was white and almost shear. Ithad short puffy sleeves and a scoop neck line with little pink rosesembroidered around it. The whole effect was for maximum embarrassment and itachieved the goal.Not only was I blushing again but my cock was becoming uncomfortably hard.At least last night I had the lame excuse of to much alcohol. Not so thismorning. I was doing this because I wanted to. Indeed I was compelled to.Handing me a piece of paper and a pen, Mistress ordered me to jot down myphone number and if I had net access, my web address. I complied readily.Jennifer then stuffed a mid size purse under my arm explaining that itcontained my car keys, wallet and a few other things I might need.”When you get back to your car go inside the bar and wait for a phone callfrom me,” she further ordered as I was guided to the door. At the door Jplaced her hands on my shoulders, leaned over and kissed me tenderly on thelips. Pressing downward she murmured, “How about one more suck before youleave, lover.” I dropped immediately to my knees and when she parted hergown, took her fat black sausage into my mouth and started giving her a blowjob to remember. Just as she started to tremble, indicating to me that shewas about to cum, Mistress withdrew from my mouth and shot her seed all overmy face. Spurt after spurt of hot ropey cum coated my hair, eyes, cheeks andchin. I tried in vain to capture some in my eager mouth but was unsuccessful.My vision was blurred in one eye because of the slime and some was rollingoff my chin onto my pretty blouse. Raising my hand to remove the sticky goo,Mistress halted me and said, “It’s a nice warm day, leave it on and let itdry so you”ll have something to remember me by.Helping me to my feet, Mistress opened the door and ushered me out,informing me that she’d be in touch. Standing on her door step, I heard thedoor close and lock behind me. With trepidation I began my Journeyhome………Fortunately it was relatively early in the morning and foot traffic waslight. I traveled the two blocks güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri back to the club in record time with only anoccasional raised eyebrow from people I met. I could feel the cum drying onmy face as I minced onward, wanting only for this excruciatingly embarrassingordeal to be over. The humiliation that I was being subjected to, caused mycock to harden, forcing me to realize what a sissy slut I was becoming.It was fifteen minutes to nine when I arrived at my destination and sawthat it didn’t open for business until nine. I waited impatiently by the doorsuffering the bemused looks of people passing by when Melanie arrived to openthe place up. She was dressed normally (as a guy), was missing the makeupthat she had worn the previous night and looked quite sexy to me. Shit! NowI’m checking out guys and deciding if they’re sexy or not. Next I’ll probablybe gazing at their crotches trying to figure how well they’re equipped. I didin fact notice that Melanie was sporting a large package. With a huge grinshe opened the door and with an exaggerated flourish of her arm bid me toenter. My face was covered with dried cum, I was wearing a flowered blousewith an obvious bra underneath and I carried a purse under my arm. Once againI was burning with shame.” Well hello again” she said, in her sultry voice. “I remember you from lastnight, you were with Jen. Come right in young lady. If that’s what I think itis on your face, I’d guess that Jennifer is going to make you her bitch.That’s her way of marking her territory.”Mumbling a greeting, I pushed past Melanie and went directly to the ladiesroom where I scrubbed the dried cum from my face.Returning to the bar I ordered coffee from Melanie and went to the booththat Jen and I had occupied the previous evening. I was the only customer(Thankfully) so I decided to inventory the contents of my purse while waitingfor the phone call and the coffee. Emptying the bag onto the table this iswhat I discovered: wallet, keys, compact, lipstick, eye shadow, eye liner,blush, mascara, press on nails, nail lacquer, a tampon, two condoms and asmall butt plug. The plug was about four or five inches long, tapered and nomore than an inch at its widest. At the sight of the plug my rosette began totingle and my cock to harden.Just then Mel arrived with my coffee, set it down in a clear space and slidinto the booth. Surveying the treasures that were laid out, with a lascivioussmile she plucked up the plug and examined it closely.”Oh, what a cute little toy” she exclaimed, while stroking it meaningfully.Has your Mistress used it in your pussie yet?”No. Not yet” I stammered, truly uncomfortable with the attention andquestion.”Well, honey you got a really nice ass, so I’m sure Jen will be stuffing itsoon enough and it’ll be with more than this.” As it turned out, it was a lotsooner than I imagined.I was relieved when two other customers entered and Melanie returned to thebar to wait on them. It was almost an hour, more like an eternity, whenMelanie stated loudly that there was a phone call for Vanessa. By this timethere were several people s**ttered throughout and all eyes were riveted onme as I approached the bar. Melanie handed me the phone and remained toeavesdrop on my conversation. What a bitch!As near as Jennifer and I can remember the following is what transpired:Vanessa:..”Hello.”Jen:..”Hello, what?”Vanessa:..”Hello Mistress.”Jen:..”Thats better. Have you looked in your purse yet?”Vanessa:..”Yes Ma’am.”Jen:..”Good. There are three things that you must do before you have mypermission to go home. Do you understand that, bitch?”Vanessa:..”Yes Ma’am.”Jen:..”First, you are to sit at the bar and apply the makeup that’s inyour hand bag. I know it wont look that good but it’s time that you learn.Ask Mel to help you if needed. Second, when you are finished you are to buy around of drinks for the house. Third, you are to take the butt plug to theladies room and insert it in your cunt. Leave your purse at the bar so thateveryone can see what you’re carrying. If you do these things I’ll know thatyou are serious about becoming my bitch and will E-mail you more instructionsthis afternoon. Now, I want to talk to Melanie.”Blushing deeply once again, I handed the phone to that smirking bitchMelanie. Ask her for help I thought, not in this fucking life time. Acceptingthe phone, Mel turned her back and carried on a hushed conversation with myMistress. Oh, oh. Better be careful I thought, the bitch is probablyreporting back to Jennifer.With the aid of the little mirror in the compact, I spent the nextforty-five minutes trying to apply the makeup in the dim lighting as best Icould and ignore the stares and grins of the other patrons. As my appearancebegan to look more and more feminine my cock got harder and harder. One guyasked me to dance and another wanted me to go to his place and party. Isecretly thrilled that I was having this kind of effect on other people butgraciously declined in a feminine falsetto.With the first task completed I ordered drinks for everyone, which ofcourse brought more attention to me. Suffering through a multitude of “thankyou’s” and introducing myself as “Vanessa” when appropriate I wiggled my wayto the ladies room. Butt plug in hand [and against orders, my purse], Ireceived more then one pat on the tush before I reached my goal.Once in the stall, I dropped my drawers and sat down on the stool. Afterspitting on the plug I placed the smooth plastic against my rosette andpushed inward with a slow steady pressure. The pain was intense as thepliable plug stretched my anus and I had to stop and try to relax severaltimes before the widest part slid past my pucker ring. As the pain abated Ibegan to frig myself slowly with the plug creating a sensual feeling that Ican’t describe. Letting go of the plug I started fisting my throbbing meatwhile my other hand had snaked under my blouse, pushed up my bra and began topinch my nipples. I was so absorbed in gratifying myself that I never heardsomeone enter the restroom and was completely shocked when the stall doorflew open and there stood Melanie.”Having fun, slut? Your new Mistress asked me to check to make sure thatyou’d filled your cunt as she instructed. Sorry to interrupt your play time.”The question didn’t really require an answer so I sat with down cast eyes,deeply ashamed at being discovered.Melanie then ordered me to standup and turn around. I did so andimmediately felt her fingers delve into the crack of my ass, grasp the plugand partially withdraw it. At the same time she had reached around with herother hand and was massaging my cock. I whimpered softly and leaned backagainst her succumbing to the desires that were coursing through my body.When she had me suitable aroused, she turned me back around, placed her handson my shoulders and pressed me back onto the stool.”You and I both know what you want honey,” she said. “DO IT.”I was powerless to do anything but what I did next. Sitting on the commodemy eyes were at the same level as her crotch and I reached out with tremblinghands to the waist band of her slacks. I unhooked her belt, undid the snapand slowly lowered the zipper. Lowering the zip my hand caressed her hardcock and I could feel the heat emanating from it. Saliva flooded my mouth inpreparation of taking Melanie’s love machine into my throat. I lowered hertrousers to knee level and revealed her ruffled, satin tap panties and thighhigh nylons. The head of her eight inch cock was above the panties waist bandand a pearl of precum glistened at her piss slit.I didn’t hesitate. With one hand I wantonly rubbed her cock through thesmooth satin garment and with the other I stroked the inside of her nyloncovered inner thigh, inching slowly ever closer to her hairy balls. Gazingintently into my eyes, Melanie smiled, placed her hand gently on my head anddrew me towards greater servitude. As my face was drawn towards her cock, Itugged downward on her panties and released the hairy b**st so that I couldenvelop it with my hot wet mouth. Moaning with desire, and with my facebobbing on her hardness, I opened my throat and caressed more of her prickwith each stroke. When her pubes tickled my nose I stopped rubbing her ballsand began to press my finger gently into her love tunnel. I tipobet güvenilir mi had penetrated tothe second knuckle when she suddenly stiffened and started spewing moltenjizz into my throat. I struggled to disengage so that I could savor and tasteit in my mouth but my efforts were in vain. When she was totally spent shewithdrew her softening member and wiped the residue on my forehead andcheeks.Once again my face was cum coated but for some reason I didn’t care, I wasstill painfully hard and in need of relief. It suddenly became obvious to methat I had been broken. Through constant humiliation and subjugation, I wasactually a submissive slut and was so sexually charged that I was helpless.In a fit of mad lust I grabbed my hot meat and pumped frantically. Whilepumping my cock, I was clenching and unclenching my cunt, trying to draw theplug deeper into my bowels. When it rubbed against my prostate, a bolt ofelectricity shot through me and I shot my hot load onto my chest and stomach.In a sexual stupor I gazed at the white, ropey strings that streaked my upperbody as Melanie reached forward and scooped it up with her fingers.”Eat this” she said, holding my head and force feeding me my sill warmseed. A heat rush flashed through my body and my softening cock spewed again.”You like that don’t you bitch? From now on you have two Mistress’s. It’ll beour secret because you really don’t want Jennifer to find out. You might endup at the doggy farm with your namesake. I have a video of her and I’ll showit to you when you come to service me.”Licking the warm jizzim from her fingers I looked into her eyes and nodded,YES !……………..As I sat there on the pot with my dick in my hand, and cum on my face,Melanie stuffed her cock back in her pants, winked and left me to my owndevices. I was exhausted. I gathered myself together as best I could, exitedthe stall, went to the sink and cleaned myself up. Yet again I was removing amans seed from my face and I burned with humiliation. Repairing my makeup, Ithought to my self “Fuck these people. I’m walkin out of this joint with myhead held high. I’m not going to be intimidated or subjugated by that cuntMelanie.” I stuffed my bra with TP until I had a decent set of teats andmarched out of the ladies room. All eyes were on me when I entered the bar,but I looked neither left nor right as I minced my way towards the exit.Acutely aware of the plug that I was clenching tightly in my ass, I thrustout my chest to give the boys a show and secretly thrilled at what affect Ithought I was having. Especially with that bitch Melanie. I decided then andthere to tell my Mistress what had taken place in the ladies room. Fuck her!Finally. After almost twenty-four hours, I was on my way home. The drivewas pretty much uneventful, except for a few weird looks at stop lights, butafter what I had been through it never fazed me. Actually the next problem Ifaced was when I arrived home. Parking the car and entering my home, I wouldbe exposed to the neighbors, subjecting me to there scrutiny and possiblymore humiliation. With a see through blouse, wearing a black bra stuffed withtoilet paper and my face made-up like a tarts, I was sure that I would bespotted by someone. My previous bravado left me and again I was reduced toabject humiliation. Would this never end?I cruised by my place and circled the block to ensure there was nobodyabout. Seeing no one I pulled into the driveway and pressed the button on thegarage door opener. As the door raised, I congratulated myself for finallymaking room for my car, and I pulled right in. This would be relativelypainless……. Wrong. The house key was missing from my key ring. Jennifermust have lifted it this morning. There was a backup in a flower pot by thefront door, but I’d have to leave the protection of the garage and go throughthe front door. As I fumbled with the spare key, frantically trying to get inthe door, I was horrified to see the gal who lives next door backing out herdrive. Her name is Jill and she is best friends with my sister. She looked atme and did a double take, her jaw dropping and her eyes growing big assaucers. Scrambling through the door out of her sight, I had no doubts thatshe had seen me. Shit! Shit! Shit! How could I ever face that woman again? Orworse yet, what if she tells my sister? I wanted to crawl into a hole anddie, I was so humiliated.I needed a drink. Turing towards the kitchen I saw a package and anenvelope setting on the foyer table. I dropped my purse, snatched up theenvelope and tore it open. It was addressed to “BITCH” and it read:Bitch,In the box you will find your new breast forms and some other goodies. Istrongly suggest that you make use of the depilatory, it willmake it so much easier to remove your new tits when I decide it’s time. I’llbe by later tonight to start your training. I have my own key, as you knowand will let myself in…..JI removed the lid with trembling fingers and gazed upon the most beautifulset of tits that I have ever seen. Holding them against my chest, I startedgetting wet. They were pear shaped, about a C cup with large dark aureolesand protruding nipples. I started to harden in anticipation of wearing them.Along with the forms was spray adhesive, liquid latex, body makeup and hairdepilatory.Heeding Jennifer’s suggestion, I went to the bathroom shedding my clothingas I went. Standing in front of the full length mirror, I coated my chest andlegs with the hair remover and tried to imagine what I would look like withbreasts. There was only one way to find out and as my skin began to tingle Istepped into the warm shower with my razor, soap and wash cloth. With thewarm water cascading over my body and the assist from the wash cloth Iwatched in abject sorrow as my masculinity washed down the drain. I hadreached the point of no return…. and crossed it, not without some sadness.Tears were rolling down my face and I sobbed quietly continuing with therazor on areas that I missed. My underarms, what I now thought of as mypussie and my pubic area was soon satin smooth. I left a small hart shapepatch of curls above my clit as Jennifer had done with hers. I wanted toremove my anal tormentor, but realized that Jen would probably check me whenshe arrived and I was afraid that it would piss her off if it wasn’t there.Finished in the shower I ran my bath with the lavender scented crystals andas the tub was filling, I quickly checked voice and E-mail to see if therewas anything from Mistress. No joy! Oh well, back to my tub. As I slid intothe hot bubbly water, hi-ball in hand, I was again acutely aware of theintruder in my cunt. Actually the combination of warm scented water, cocktailand the full feeling in my bowels was quite sensuous. I laid there andlanguidly stroked my engorged meat, trying to think of what to do next. Well,first things first. Turning back was not an option. Not knowing whatJennifer was expecting, when she arrived, I decided to make myself asfeminine as I possibly could. With proper makeup, my new breasts and my hairrearranged, “Vanessa” would greet her. I was now fully committed and wouldsurrender myself to her.The very, very first thing was attaching my new boobies. Mmmmm. Next wouldbe press on nails and polish. Toe nails to match. Then makeup and clothes.Clothes? I haven’t any fucking cloths! I can’t go to her in jockey shorts.She’ll humiliate me. Then I remembered that my ex had left a somewhat largebox and two smaller ones behind. Telling me to get rid of them, I of coursedidn’t. They were in the spare room. Maybe, just maybe….?Jumping from the tepid tub I scrambled frantically to the spare room, everaware of the hard shaft embedded in my love tunnel. My clit started to hardenwhen I opened the first box and discovered a peach thong & bra set, on thevery top. I’m saved, I thought. With barely a pause, I tore open the othertwo boxes, discovering shoes in one ; ) and skirts, tops, sweaters, anddresses in the other.What incredible luck. The ex and I are close enough to the same size thatI’m sure I could squeeze into her clothing. At least until I could get someof my own in the proper sizes. Tonight I’m going with the bare minimum. Blackpumps with a three inch heel (I’m going to have to learn how to walk in them)and the peach thong. The thong will tipobet giriş keep my cock tucked back and also applyconstant pressure on my plug. I’ll wear a condom to. It’ll keep me fromspotting my panties. And so, my feminization begins in earnest.Two hours later I was standing in front of the full length mirror admiringmyself. Gazing back at me was a rather good looking blonde girl in high heelpumps, peach colored thong, a gold waist chain and a magnificent bust. I hadmade good use of the liquid latex by blending in the edges of the breastforms and with the aid of the makeup you couldn’t tell that they weren’treal. I gave my torso a little shake and watched my breasts jiggleprovocatively. I had also applied the latex over my eyebrows, blended them inwith makeup and penciled in new higher arched brows. My clit started totingle and I could actually feel the precum oozing towards my piss slit.Thankfully, I was wearing a rubber and my new found panties kept me tuckedout of site between my ass cheeks.Time to check for She-mail from my Mistress. My unfettered breasts swayedseductively and my high heels clicked loudly as I minced my way across thehardwood floor to my office. Sitting down in front of the computer I wasagain reminded of the object buried deep in my cunt. I discovered that typingwas a problem with my long painted nails but knew that I had better becomeaccustomed to it, as I would walking in high heels. Logging on, I was againdisappointed to discover that there were no messages and began shoppingonline for my new wardrobe. Looking only for styles and ideas because Ididn’t know my sizes yet, I was soon in a euphoric state, oblivious to mysurroundingsThe first inclination I had that my goddess had arrived was the staccatoclick of her high heels as she strode confidently in to the room. I struggledout of my chair dropped to my knees and kissed her feet to demonstrate mytotal submission.”You may rise,” she said haughtily and inspected me as I arose. She stilltowered over despite my standing at attention in my new high heels. MistressJennifer was absolutely gorgeous. She was wearing a knee length, side slitwhite calfskin skirt and a white sleeved cotton blouse. A wide black patentleather belt circled her waist. That she was braless was obvious because hererect nipples could be seen through the thin material. Her black silky hairwas pulled back in a sever bun, giving her the look of a dominatrix. Her feetwere adorned with high heeled lace up sandals and her legs were encased indark seamed nylons.”My little white bitch has fixed herself up quite nicely” Jen said with asmile as she began a slow walk around me. “Nice panties. My little closetqueen must have a secret stash. Good girl.” Pausing behind me, she hooked herfingers into my thong and drew them down to my knees. Gripping the plug withher fingers she twisted and withdrew it ever so slowly. When the widest parthad been drawn past my sphincter she then pushed it back in cruelly. Istaggered from the force and would have gone to my knees had Mistress notgrabbed me by the hair and held me up. I was amazed and somewhat frightenedby her strength. The pain was excruciating and I had to fight back tears.”I do believe that my sissy bitch is ready for a larger one,” Mistresssaid. I want your pussie stretched because I wont be using any lube when Itake your cherry. Be a good girl and go out to my car and get the box oftraining aids I have in the trunk.””But Mistress” I whined, “I can’t go outside naked, the neighbors might seeme.”Jennifer told me not to be silly, it was dark outside and the hour waslate, nobody would be around. Resignedly I took her keys, went to the frontdoor and peeked out. Not seeing anyone I minced down the steps to her car, myboobs bouncing provocatively. When I opened the trunk the light came on andat the same time Mistress through the switch for the front porch light. Istood frozen like a doe trapped in the headlights of a car, completely nakedbut for my heels and golden chain. Quickly recovering I seized the packageand darted for the sanctuary of the house. Clutching the box to my breaststrying to cover my nakedness as I scurried along, I saw the d****s in Jill’sliving room part and I could discern Jill framed in the window. That she hadseen me, I had no doubt, for once again she had that wide eyed surprised lookon her face. Caught again!After what seemed an eternity, I reached the safety of the foyer andcollapsed sobbing hysterically at Jennifer’s feet. Retrieving the container,Mistress stepped over me and said, “Come.”After regaining some composure I followed her into the living room whereshe had dumped the “training aids” onto the coffee table. She was holding apair of platform shoes that had impossibly high heels (six inches was myguess) wide ankle straps with twin buckles that could accommodate a smallpadlock. The sight of the sexy shoes coupled with my latest humiliationcaused my cock to stir. Wordlessly, but with a throaty chuckle she handedthem to me and I sat submissively to put them on. Once my new heels werestrapped on Jen handed me a three inch wide studded collar with a D ring andan embossed tag that said “BITCH.” This also had twin buckles and a lockhasp. After putting on my collar Mistress motioned me to stand. With myleaking cock tucked between my thighs I stood teetering before her and waitedfor more debasement.”Show mama what you got baby. Strut your stuff,” Jen ordered. Put a littleswing in that cute little ass of yours, I want to see what a sissy slutyou’ve become in such a short time. Your going to be my little white cocksuckerI wobbled around the floor trying to look sexy but it was impossible due tothe ultra high heels. The collar didn’t help either, I couldn’t see my feet.Jen laughed the whole time, asking me what kind of sissy slut I was that Icouldn’t walk in “come fuck me shoes” and that I’d have plenty of time to getused to them. She then stopped me, handed me the little locks and said “Do itbitch.” I inserted the locks into the hasps on the shoes and slave collar,locked them and then experienced what I would call a spontaneous orgasm.Without touching myself, I erupted with the most intense ejaculation thatI’ve ever had. All I can say is that it must have been the subconsciousthought of what I was committing myself to and the humiliation that I wasbeing subjected to. Jennifer saw what was happening and grabbed me by the armto steady me as my body was racked with spasm after spasm. I clenched mysphincter tightly around the plug imbedded in my ass and moaned loudly as Isent jet after jet of hot milky cum into the condom. Finally Jen released meand I fell totally spent to the floor at her feet.”You worthless whore” she screamed. “How dare you cum without mypermission. Take me to your bedroom bitch, it’s time for a little lesson indeportment.”Once in the bed room she ordered me to empty my closet and dresser of allclothes and dump them in the middle of the floor. When I had completed thisshe instructed me to lay down on my back on the pile of clothing while sheremoved her skirt. Straddling my head and facing towards my feet she reachedback spread her cheeks and began lowering her large ebony ass towards myface. A string was protruding from her pucker ring and I knew instinctivelywhat was required of me. Nuzzling her rosette I griped the string in my teethand felt her raise slightly and a cum coated tampon slipped out and fell onmy chin.”My boyfriend fucked me just before I came over her and he left a treat foryou in my cunt. Rim me bitch.”Jenn lowered her immense sweat covered ebony ass to my face and rode mytongue mercilessly. As I lapped up her boyfriends cum I stroked her cocktrying to get her to orgasm before I suffocated. Unbelievably my cock washard again and I longed for her to touch it but that was not to be. Afterwhat seemed like hours I felt her stiffen and felt her cumming on stomach asshe ground her rose bud into my sucking lips. At that time she removed thecum filled rubber from my cock turned around and emptied it in to my waitingmouth. As I laid there exhausted, Jennifer stood, pointed her now flaccidcock at me and said “Let me clean some of that cum off of you.” She thenproceeded to piss in my face and on my stomach washing away the goo with ahot stream of salty urine.”Don’t you ever, ever cum without my permission. If it happens again youwill be fitted with a chastity device” she said angrily and then stormed outof the room. I lay on the pile of clothes covered with drying cum and urineand wondered how much more she would humiliate and degrade me as shetransformed me into her willing bitch.