One Sunday afternoon some time ago, I went for a drive. After getting into the car, I shifted the seat a bit to sit properly and so my cage of love wouldn’t get pinched. And then I drove. I parked in a small gravel parking lot. There were several paths into the woods. I felt like going for a walk and chose a random path. The path wound through the forest and I enjoyed strolling along. Photo is from SexySaradoll
With each step, I felt the chastity cage I was wearing. I was used to wearing the chastity cage. In fact, I’d been wearing it for a good four months. It had only come off briefly so that I could be thoroughly washed and have my pubic hair trimmed. I had neither been allowed nor had the opportunity to ejaculate. I am a male trans woman. Every time we are together, I have spent several hours getting ready so that I was both completely clean in my bottom hole and as delicious and thoroughly feminine as possible. It was a date for a gangbang.
But, as I mentioned, I wandered down the forest path. Then the path took a turn and a large clearing opened up and on the other side of the clearing a forest lake. I stopped – completely captivated by the view. I turned right and walked in the clearing along the forest edge. A few hundred meters further on, a small clearing opened up on the right. A little way ahead was a shelter. It was beautifully situated overlooking the clearing and the forest lake. I walked towards the shelter. Suddenly, a man and a woman came out of the shelter. I stopped. A little unsure if I should continue.
Then the man said, “Hello, stranger. Welcome to our home. Just come closer.” I thought it would be rude to just turn around and walk away, so I walked towards them and said: “You may have set up camp here. I’m just out for a walk and don’t want to disturb you.” The woman said: “You’re not disturbing at all. We’ve been here since Friday afternoon and you’re the first person we’ve seen.”
I had come right up to them and could now see that there were a number of different things inside the shelter. The man said: “Sit down and let the rest fall on you.” At the same time, he pointed to a camping chair, and sat himself down on one beside it. I sat down and we chatted for a while. Then the woman said, “We were actually going to have a beer before packing up to go home. Do you want one?” I said yes.
We have a slave tied up behind the shelter for a gangbang
While we sipped beers straight from the can, the woman sat on the edge of the shelter floor. They were both about 45 – 50 years old. A couple of nice slender people. They were easy to talk to, and we told them a bit about ourselves. It turned out that they were married and their names were Lucas and Anna. Suddenly, Lucas said, “Don’t be alarmed by what I’m about to say, but would you like a blowjob?” I looked at Lucas in surprise and said: “Maybe it’s Anna who wants to give me a blow job – or is it you?” Anna burst into a bubbly laugh and said: “Oh no. We have a slave tied up behind the shelter, we want a gangbang.
He’s been there since we got here on Friday. We had an appointment with some men to visit us, but they cancelled via text message after our arrival. And it’s almost a shame that the slave should have nothing but my husband’s sperm, now that he’s been tied up for so long.” I was somewhat surprised, but as a transwoman, not really surprised. Instead of answering directly to the question if I wanted a blowjob, I asked: “Can I see the slave?” Lucas stood up, saying: “Of course. Come along.”
I stood up. So did Anna. As we rounded the corner of the shelter, I got a surprise. A naked man lay tied to a bench – well, more like a padded board on an iron stand. Anna walked up to the man and said: “Well, you miserable wimp. Now here’s a man you can suck cock on.” At the same time, she took a cane that was lying on the plate next to the man. She swung it in the air. There was a hiss and then a painful roar as the cane hit the man’s buttocks.
Just pull down your pants and let him give you a blowjob
Anna turned to me and said: “As you could hear, he’s still alive. Just pull down your pants and let him give you a blowjob. He’s good at it.” Impulsively, I opened my belt and unbuttoned my pants and zipped them down and pulled my pants down around my knees, and then I pulled down my underpants. Standing with my legs slightly apart and facing Lucas and Anna, I said: “As you can see, I’m in no condition for a blowjob. But thanks for the offer.” Again there was a peal of laughter from Anna, and Lucas said: “That was a fucking surprise. And I suppose you don’t have the key to the cage?” I replied: “No, I don’t.” Anna said: “You’ll have to tell us a little more about that. Let’s sit down again.”
While I got my clothes in order, we went back and sat down again. Anna said: “You surprised me there. You’re the only man coming, and you’re wearing a chastity cage. You told me you were single, so who took ownership of you?” Lucas said: “Yes, that was a surprise. But it’s great to see a man with a chastity cage on. You must be very lost in her, since you put up with it.” Then I told him that I was a male trans woman, that I had an inner urge to dress as a woman and submit to a man and let him use me to satisfy his sexual desires.
After several years of searching with very short-lived relationships, I had met a man about four months ago. Already during the first meeting, he had put me in a chastity cage. I had found it titillating, and then it had effectively prevented me from ejaculating during intercourse. As the time approached for me to go home, and we had agreed to meet again, the man had said that I was his now and that he would decide when I took the cage off. My protests didn’t help. I was told in no uncertain terms that if I didn’t accept it, the relationship was over.
It was important to him that he had control over my sexuality while preventing me from having sex with others. The relationship had been good. He had turned out to be just as dominant as I wanted. So I agreed to wear the chastity cage. I figured I’d probably get it off by the next meeting. But I didn’t. The ensuing encounters were wonderful. I finally met a man who understood a trans woman naturally. I was greatly humiliated, given a lighter whip and gradually taught to serve him as he wished, and always be willing and ready to let him use me sexually as he wished.
Four months without ejaculation
I also had the chastity cage removed intermittently, but each time I was bound. I did not ejaculate, however, but was washed thoroughly and had my pubic hair trimmed. So now I haven’t had a real ejaculation in four months. But I have had some wonderful orgasms when he fucks me. But when they wear off, I’m just as needy. Lucas and Anna had listened in silence to what I was saying. Then Lucas said: “Four months without ejaculation. I could never have done that.”
And Anna said: “I’d like you to wear a cage, Lucas.” Lucas replied: “You can forget about that. No way. But we might have to put a chastity cage on our slave.” “Now you must tell me a little about yourselves. What you have told me is only a fraction of your relationship, or should I say of your life”, I said to Lucas and Anna. They took turns to tell me that they had been married for just over 20 years. About a dozen years ago they had a crisis in their marriage, but they talked it out. It turned out that they both had a desire to dominate the other sexually, but neither wanted to be subjugated.
Over the years, they sought out and found both slaves and slave women who were willing to submit. Sometimes they were together in dominance, sometimes it was just one of them. But they always told each other about their experiences. As a result, their lives together flourished, and they once again had wonderful sex with each other. It also turned out that there were differences in their desires for dominance. Lucas was more into psychological domination and mild whipping, while Anna was almost a full-blown sadist who enjoyed whipping her slave or slave woman to pieces.
For a year now they had had the slave tied up behind the shelter. Sometimes they used him together, sometimes separately. And so they had acquired a taste for involving others in their play with the slave and the slave women of others. Anna left and rummaged through their luggage inside the shelter. Then she gave Lucas a beer and set a soda on the shelter floor for herself and handed mine a mug, saying: “Her on the corner is a water jug.
Pour yourself a glass of water. It must be fitting that a slave like you should drink only water.” I felt the blush on my face, but rose and filled my mug with water. When I was seated again, Lucas said, “Oh, how that talk has made me horny.” Then he looked directly at me and continued, “When you are a man’s slave, you must be comfortable sucking cock. How about giving me a blowjob?” I looked at Lucas and replied: “You must understand that for me, it is essential that I am dressed as a woman, and I am not. So I have to say no. Another thing is that my owner would be very angry if I did.” Lucas replied: “OK, I understand that. But put us in touch with your owner. It may be that he would like to play with us.
Then, when you are dressed up as a woman, he can order you to suck my cock.” I replied: “I don’t know if he’s interested in that. There has never been anyone else involved when I was with my owner. But you can find his profile on the dating site and write to him. I’ll tell him I talked to you anyway.” Both Lucas and Anna expressed that they would do so and that they hoped to meet me as a woman. A little later we said goodbye and I drove home.
My girl’s cock had leaked quite a bit
When I got home I found that my girl’s cock had leaked quite a bit of liquid into the preservative that I always keep around the cage. I took it off and obedient to my owner, as I had been trained to do, I emptied the liquid into my mouth and sank it. Then I sat down at my PC and wrote a detailed description to my owner, concluding that they would probably write to him. The next weekend I was with my owner. I had only just got in the door when I was told to get on my knees and give him a blowjob. Immediately and without any protest, I sank to my knees and put my bag beside me.
Then I pulled my owner’s cock out of his pants. Uhm, how wonderful it was. I gently grasped it with the fingers of one hand with the red-lacquered nails and kissed the head of the cock. As I gently massaged his cock, I let my tongue lick the cock head. His cock was growing fast, and I could now have my whole hand around his cock and have some of it in my mouth at the same time. Uhm, how delicious that was. At one point, I settled for massaging his cock. Jet looked up at my owner’s face and said: “You have such a nice, big cock. I’ve missed you and your cock. Then I continued sucking.
Suddenly, my owner pulled his cock almost completely out of my mouth. I opened my mouth as wide as I could while continuing to massage his cock with my hand. And then he ejaculated. The cock head was just inside my mouth, so all the cum squirted directly into my mouth. One squirt, two, three and then a fourth squirt. I felt my mouth almost fill with cum. I pulled my head back a little and lifted my head, so my owner could see how much he had cum in my mouth. My owner moaned loudly and had turned somewhat red in the face. Then I played a little with the sperm.
Blew a cum bubble and ran the cum around in my mouth
Blew a cum bubble and ran the cum around in my mouth, so I could really taste it. And then I sank the sperm that had been well mixed with mouthwash. My owner put his clothes in order and said: “Then you can make coffee and serve it to us at the coffee table.” I got up, took off my light summer coat and hung it on a peg. Inside the living room I put my bag in an armchair and went to the kitchen where I started the coffee machine and took out the coffee mug,
Soon the coffee was ready and I went into the living room with the coffee and the coffee mugs. When I had poured into both mugs, I sat down next to my owner. When we had sipped the coffee, my owner said: “Well, I got an email from you about meeting a domineering married couple and their slave. I’ve also written a bit with them. And I’m glad they wrote that you didn’t suck the man’s dick.” I replied: “I hope I haven’t done anything wrong in that respect?” My owner replied: “No, you haven’t.” After we’d had a couple of cups of coffee and chatted a bit, my owner said: “Now you’d better go to the washroom and make sure you can stay without having to pee for the next few hours.”
I lifted my dress and pulled down my thong
I got up, grabbed my bag and went to the bathroom. I lifted my dress and pulled down my thong and sat on the bathroom. Not many drops came out, but when I had to be with my owner, I didn’t drink much in the hours before either. At the same time I wondered, because it was the first time I had received such a message. On the occasions when I needed to pee during socializing, I was happy to go to the bathroom when the urge arose. Yes, I even had to pee into a thermos so that I could drink my own hot pee later. When I was done and had put my clothes in order, I routinely checked my makeup.
It only needed a few swipes of lipstick. When I got back to my owner, he said: “Don’t move. You need your arms tied.” My owner put a strap around my arms just above my elbows and behind my back and tightened it, so my breasts jutted out extra. Then I had cuffs on my wrists and a chain padlocked to them so that my forearms were pulled tight against my sides. My owner took me by one arm and grabbed my bag. Then he led me out into the hall, where he took my summer coat and put it around my shoulders so that the empty sleeves hung neatly down either side.
Then we got out the front door. My owner locked the door and then led me to his car. He opened the right front door and I carefully got in. My owner then fastened my seatbelt on me. From the outside, no one would see that my arms were tied. My owner then got behind the wheel, started the car and drove off. I had the greatest urge to ask what we were doing and where we were going. But I knew from experience not to ask. My owner enjoyed keeping me in the dark about what was going to happen. The few times I had asked, it had resulted in a good spanking.
This was what my owner called education. We got out of town. Suddenly, my owner turned into a rest area. He drove right into a corner of it. Then he got out of the car, opened the door in my side and took the seat belt off me and said: “Get out”. Somewhat awkwardly because of the bound arms, I got out. My owner took me by one arm and led me around to the back of the car. He opened the trunk lid and said: “Get in. I expect you to be totally silent. If I hear a sound out of you,
I’ll put the big penis gag in your mouth
I’ll put the big penis gag in your mouth.” With the help of my owner, I got into the trunk and the trunk lid was slammed shut, leaving me in the dark. I felt that there was a fairly thick mat, so it wasn’t too bad lying there. I wriggled around a bit and ended up on my back with my legs slightly bent. Even though I knew where the rest stop was, I quickly lost track of where we were going. After what I estimated was half an hour to three quarters of an hour, the car stopped. I heard the driver’s door being opened and closed. A very small moment later, I heard voices.
They became clearer. Then I heard a male voice say: “What have you done with your girl? You were supposed to bring her.” And my owner answered: “She’s tied up in the trunk.” And the man’s voice: “An appropriate place for a slave girl. But here’s the bandage I told you about, and she has to wear it.” Soon after, the trunk lid was opened. I blinked a few times because of the bright light. Bending over me stood my owner. He said. “You need a blindfold. It is special in that you can faintly see through it and do not cover your mouth.
You’ll be able to draw your weight through your nose, even if the bandage goes beyond it. This ensures that you can’t see who you’re meeting and that they won’t recognize you. But lift your head.” I obeyed. Soon a bandage was fastened around my head. In front of my eyes was a very tightly meshed net. I could see through it faintly, but not at all that it was my owner standing over me. Then he helped me out of the trunk. He supported me for a moment. My coat had slipped off me and was lying in the trunk.
Through the dense net, I could see another man. It was probably the man my owner had been talking to. Then my owner took me by one arm and followed the man along a gravel path. It was not the best surface for me as my shoes had high thin stiletto heels. We walked only a short distance, then the path turned and I could faintly see that there was a small open space. After a few more steps, my owner said: “You are standing in front of a padded bench. Bend over it. I will support you.”
I obeyed and felt my upper body come to rest on a padded board. Then my one strap was tightened tightly around my waist and another around my shoulders, pressing me down against the padded slab. Then my dress was lifted over my back and my thong pulled off me. My legs were spread and buckled so that I stood fully straddled. Soon after, my head was lifted so that my face faced forward. Something soft pressed against the left side of my head, and immediately after something else against the right side. My head was now completely restrained, and the softness of what was pressing against the sides of my head made it so that I could only faintly hear some voices.
My butt plug was pulled out
Then I was fiddled with at the bottom. My butt plug was pulled out and some cool liquid, probably lube, was massaged around and into my hole. I was totally fixated, could hardly hear anything and only faintly see what was in front of me. Right now only some trees. Then I saw my owner’s face in front of me. With his mouth close to my one ear, he said: “Now I’ll give you cock in both ends. Many cocks. And you’ll get a lot of cum in your mouth. It’s all arranged with that nice couple you met – Lucas and Anna. Yes, they’re the ones who’re in charge of the arrangement. I don’t know exactly how many men are coming, but they’ve said five to ten.
And they all get to fuck you as much as they want. They’ll use gum, but you’ll get all their cum in your mouth. Now you’re going to show me you’re a good slave girl. I don’t want to hear any protests from you. If you want to say something, say that you enjoy it and that you like getting cock. Do you understand?” I replied: “Yes. I understand. And I don’t have a choice, do I?” My owner replied: “No, you don’t. And Anna has been allowed to spank you.
She has promised to show moderation, but you will probably get some stripes.” Very faintly I heard the sound of engines and car doors slamming, and shortly after more voices. Suddenly, there was a person in front of me. The person bent down so that his face came out in front of me. Then the man said: ‘I don’t know if you can recognize me through the net worm, but I am Lucas, whom you met at the shelter a week ago. I must say you are a pretty girl. I’ll be the first one you get to suck cock on and who fucks you.
First you suck my cock hard, then you get fucked and then you get my cock in your mouth again and suck until you get my cum in your mouth. I hope you will enjoy it. But if you don’t, it doesn’t matter. After all, you’re just a slave girl who must be meant to be fucked and filled with cum. And now Anna wants to greet you.” Lucas disappeared from view and another person bent down in front of me. It was Anna. She said: “Hello, my little girl. You are lovely to look at.
Especially how well you’re fixed up. Seven men have come for a gangbang, all looking forward to fucking you and filling your mouth with cum. But first, I want to warm your buttocks a little. I’ll be reasonable and not whip you too hard. You told me you’re not into that.” And then Anna disappeared from sight. I heard more and more voices and saw more figures pass my limited field of vision. And – yes, I felt one hand after another or several at the same time touching me. Both on my body, fingers in my mouth and fingers pressing into my bottom hole.
Then there was silence, and I heard Anna say: “Tonight we have a new owner with us. He has brought his tranny. You have all seen her, and several of you have already touched her. Now I will start by warming her buttocks. Then it’s your turn to fuck her as much as you like, in the order you drew. You will use rubber when you fuck her. If you ejaculate while fucking her, remember to empty the sperm from the condom into her mouth. Once you’ve all used the girl, you’re welcome to use her again if you can. And one more little thing. The crane chick is wearing a chastity cage. There’s a condom drawn over it.
I felt a hand slide over my buttocks
It’ll be interesting to see how much the bitch wets. The more she wets, the more she must have enjoyed it. In conclusion, she hasn’t ejaculated in over four months. Her owner doesn’t think a tranny should cum. It’s reserved for you men to cum. And that makes sense.” Soon after, I felt a hand slide over my buttocks. And then I got a good spanking. It started with gentle slaps that got harder and harder. It wasn’t long before I was sore. Then suddenly it was no longer hands hitting my now hot and sore buttocks, but a multi-strand whip.
Now I wasn’t sore anymore. Now I was screaming. This resulted in a gag being pushed into my mouth, so that my screams were greatly muffled. The whipping continued. Never had I been whipped like that. It was far beyond my pain threshold, and my screams became a howl of pain. Finally, the whipping stopped. Faintly I heard Anna say: “So now the girl’s buttocks are nice and red without leaving any lasting marks.
Now it’s your turn, boys. And just thrust well through, so she can feel your lap knocking against her tender buttocks.” Soon after, a dildo was inserted into my bottom hole and passed in and out several times.
Lube was squirted into me and a larger dildo was inserted and pulled out several times before finally being pulled out completely. Then the gag was removed from my mouth. A face appeared and said: “Well, my little transgirl. Now you must do a good mouth job on Lucas.” Soon after, Lucas pushed his semi-rigid cock into my mouth.
Lucas was considerate. He only pushed his cock a little into my mouth. I had no choice. The choices were already made by my owner, Lucas and Anna, so I gently squeezed my lips around Lucas’s cock and let my tongue tingle the cock head.
Lucas’s cock grew and he began to mouth fuck me
Slowly, Lucas’s cock grew, and he began to mouth fuck me very slowly. Apart from my aching buttocks, it was quite nice. Lucas’s cock grew and slid deeper into my mouth, but no further than I could manage without getting vomiting sensations. It took quite a lot now after the many times I had had my owner’s cock deep inside my mouth, almost down to the beginning of my throat. Then Lucas pulled his cock out of me and disappeared from my sight.
But immediately another figure stood in front of me and a new cock was pushed into my mouth. Immediately after, I felt a cock pressing into my bottom hole. It was probably Lucas’s cock. It slid in quite easily. Furthermore, it was nothing new for me to have a cock in me.
My owner’s cock had been there many times. Lucas pulled his cock back a little and thrust in again, and back a little and in again. This time, his lap hit my tender buttocks. And then I was fucked in earnest by Lucas. In and out, in and out again and again. At the same time, I had a strange man’s cock in my mouth. My lips pressed around it, and I let my tongue slide on its underside while the man mouthed me. I had to admit that the feelings inside me were in turmoil.
But immediately after, another cock entered my mouth
The lust in me increased and the urge for release grew. It was actually really nice. Suddenly, I felt Lucas thrust into me extra forcefully and quickly pulled it completely out of me. The cock that I had in my mouth had also become quite stiff and filled my mouth well. The man pulled his cock out of me. But immediately after, another cock entered my mouth. Immediately, I was mouth-fucked hard. After a few thrusts, the man ejaculated. I thought it was probably Lucas who was now coming in my mouth.
The cock came almost all the way out of my mouth and fired another beam of sperm into my mouth. And then the cock disappeared. I only just managed to get the sperm down before another cock was pushed into my mouth. And at the same time, I felt myself being fucked good and hard in my bottom hole. Quick deep rhythmic thrusts. The man had grabbed the strap that was stretched over my life, so that by holding on to it, he could thrust extra hard. His lap pounded rhythmically against my buttocks. Oh, how they ached, and how it hurt.
But at the same time, my insides were in revolt. Feelings of well-being fought my aching buttocks for the upper hand. The next time slipped away in a fog. One cock after another in my mouth. Almost constantly, a cock fucking me from below. I could feel my body trembling. The feelings of pleasure were winning over the pain in my buttocks. In the brief moments when I didn’t have a cock in my mouth, I struggled to swallow cum, gasp for breath and probably occasionally emit some sounds. They weren’t words. I didn’t feel like saying anything, and probably couldn’t formulate anything to say. And it went on. I totally lost track of how many had fucked me.
I did sense, however, that a couple of times a preservative was emptied of sperm into my mouth, so the man must have ejaculated while he was fucking me. My own feelings of lust completely overcame the pain, and a violent orgasm rolled inside me. If I didn’t almost have a cock in my mouth, I would have screamed with delight. It was as if the orgasm didn’t stop, as if I had completely lost control of myself. I had, too, the way I was fixed and just had to let myself fuck and cum in my mouth. Suddenly there was no cock in me down below, and I felt my butt plug being pushed up into me, and shortly after I had no cock in my mouth either.
I swallowed the last of the cum, gasped for breath and emitted some sounds that I myself perceived as pleasurable, but which I didn’t actually know how they actually sounded. And then the orgasm subsided, leaving me desperate for a real release. The next thing I registered was my head being cleared and resting on the padded plate. Faintly, I registered the straps around my shoulders and waist being removed and my legs being untied. I remained lying down. I had no strength at all to get up. Furthermore, I lay like that for a while, then I felt and saw that my owner was helping me to stand.
Likewise, I staggered, but he supported me. Then he held a bottle to my mouth. I took a sip without really registering what it was, but immediately spat it out. Not because of the taste, but to cleanse my mouth of sperm. It repeated itself a few times. And then I could taste that it was water and drank some big gulps. My owner led me a few steps to a camping chair, where I sat down. I ached violently as my buttocks made contact with the seat of the chair.
Uhh, how sore they were. Lucas and Anna came over to me. I could faintly recognize them through the tightly woven net before my eyes. Lucas said: “You’re a nice cocksucker, and it was great to fuck you. I hope you enjoyed my cum and the whole session. You were well and truly fucked and filled with cum.” Then Anna continued, “How are your buttocks? I think you should be glad that I was gentle with you.
But I enjoyed warming up a couple of chicks balls
But I enjoyed warming up a couple of chicks’ balls like that.” Then she looked directly at my owner and said: “You can be happy about that chick. There aren’t many like her. Will you sell her to Lucas and me? We could use her 24/7.” My owner replied: “Dear Anna, you can forget it. She’s not for sale.
But I must admit it was an exciting show. It’s not inconceivable that we could repeat it.” Then my owner looked at me and said: “Your buttocks may be very sore, but you can’t deny you enjoyed it. Now I think it’s time we had a closer look at that conservative you have hanging from your cage.
Spread your legs and lift your dress.” My owner had raised me well, so I immediately obeyed. Inhibited, I pushed myself forward in the seat, lifted my dress and spread my legs. I looked down and saw that there was quite a lot of liquid in it. Oh, how my pussy had wet itself. But how I was still sexually craving to ejaculate. My owner bent down and gently pulled the condom from the chastity cage’s sheath. When it had come off, he stood up and held it out for all to see. Then he said: “The girl has wet herself. She never wet so much before.
She must have had a good orgasm, but her whole body was shaking for a long time.” Then he turned to me and said: “You know what to do.” I knew that. I put my head back and opened my mouth. Oh, I hated it. My owner held the preserver over my open mouth and turned it slowly. Out slid my liquids. It wasn’t really sperm. It was more viscous. It was a good mouthful I got. As I was raised to do, I immediately began to pass the liquid around my entire mouth before sinking it. “Good gangbang transgirl,” my owner said. I violently felt the humiliation.
Right now I was glad for the tightly masked bandage covering my face so no one could see my blush. The man who had welcomed us stepped forward and said: “This evening’s gathering is over. I hope you all enjoyed it – I hope even the girl enjoyed it. You will be informed next time we have a gathering. Have a safe journey home.” One by one the men disappeared until only Lucas, Anna, my landlord and I remained. Then my owner said: “Now we can take the bandage off your face.” So my owner did.
It was nice to see everything clearly again. Lucas cleared his throat and said: “I’m glad you bumped into us at the shelter, and I’m glad your owner agreed to give you a good banging. If I’m not much mistaken, you feel both very humiliated, but also that it was a good experience. Your reactions indicated as much.” My owner said: “Yes, it was a good meeting. Tonight’s session definitely bears repeating. I enjoy my slut, but I must admit that I also enjoyed watching her get fucked over and over and filled with cum.”
Then Anna said, “And I enjoyed warming your buttocks. Next time it’ll be a little harder. You’ll end up having an orgasm just from me whipping you.” I was about to say something, but my owner held up his hand in front of me and said: “Don’t say anything. You don’t have to say anything. Once I’ve decided we’re going to repeat the session, we’ll do it. You are a slave girl. You are meant to be fucked by men and filled with sperm. And you shall be. But it will only be occasional.
Your life is to be my slave transgirl ready for gangbang
Your primary purpose in life is still to be my slave transgirl ready for gangbang with whom I can delight, be sexually satisfied and have life made pleasurable by you. Remember that, or I may leave you to Anna for a day.” My owner walked over to me and grabbed my one arm and pulled me to my feet. Then he turned to Lucas and Anna and said: “Thank you for today. We’ll be in touch.”
Then we walked back to my owner’s car. Again, my owner opened the door and put my seatbelt on as I sat in the car. When we got back to my owner, he untied my arms and said: “Go to the bathroom. Brush your teeth, wash your face and make yourself presentable. You look pretty used.” I obeyed – and, yes, I felt used too.
My buttocks, mouth and bottom hole were sore. When I returned, my owner was sitting on the couch. On the coffee table was a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses. My owner poured. As I sat close to him, we toasted and sipped the wine. I leaned towards him. Despite what he had put me through, I was still his slave – and I wanted that to continue for a very long time. A little later, we went to bed. My owner got a blowjob, and with the taste of my owner’s cum in my mouth, I fell asleep.
