“Pookie, go fetch me a bag of apples.”
“Apples? What sort of apples?”
“You already know the type. The great form! Empire apples. None of these tasteless Cortland’s or bitter Granny Smiths. Good Empire apples from New York.”
“Child, I don’t even like apples.”
“Too dangerous, you’re going to beginning consuming them. You’re not a child anymore. It’s time to scrub up your weight loss plan.”
*SMACK*
Heather delivered a agency swat to his ass for his minor back-talk. She grinned deviously whereas pointing within the path of the apple bins. Darius was startled by her sudden assault and glanced round nervously, questioning if anybody had witnessed her antics. Nobody gave the impression to be wanting, this time.
“Sure, pricey.”
He plodded off to the carts and tables of recent fruit, his ass smarting sharply. His pucker and ass cheeks have been aching from the final two nights of relentless pounding by his girlfriend. She had been a harsh and borderline insatiable Mistress within the bed room. His gentle cock was doing no higher. His sore unit had solely lately turn into accustomed to the restrictive steel cage after two weeks of being locked in perpetual chastity.
Heather had lately pushed him to get his ears pierced. Darius didn’t thoughts, since there was “manly” jewellery he might put on after they have been out in public. The faux-diamond studs he was rocking now have been a nice instance. Heather insisted on this so she might beautify his ears with girly adornments every time she dressed him up for bed room play. She’d even given Darius a particular set of pearl earrings to put on along with his maid costume. He had blended emotions about these latest modifications of their intercourse life, however she allowed him to keep up autonomy over his wardrobe exterior of the bed room. Plus it made her completely happy, so Darius had acquiesced to her calls for.
He approached the fruit part and skipped previous the barrels of singular apples to the station the place luggage of apples have been laid out. He grabbed a bag and not using a second look and headed again to their cart. He was dressed merely for his or her procuring tour in cargo pants, work boots and a black t-shirt. Heather, alternatively, was carrying a golden fish-net high by which you would see patches of her pasty white pores and skin and the black bra beneath. Under that was a brief, black pleather skirt that ended simply above her knee-high leather-based boots.
Darius smiled. Some might need described Heather’s look as “trashy”, however he beloved it. Her outfit was tight and it confirmed off her pudgy curves splendidly. His cock ached to be launched from its bondage and allowed to dive into his massive, stunning Goddess for the primary time in weeks. He strolled again to the cart with a attractive grin on his face.
As he approached, Heather was additionally beaming. She waited till Darius bent over to place the apples within the cart earlier than she pulled the huge cucumber from behind her again and jammed it into his butt crack.
“AHHHHH!” Darius shouted as he nearly fell over. The cart jangled as he grabbed it tightly to keep up his steadiness. “What the hell!?!”
Darius’ sphincter seared from the sudden jab.
“Haha! Really feel acquainted?” She held up the lengthy, inexperienced dildo-looking vegetable and stroked it up in down along with her different hand. “I ought to make you suck it, proper right here within the retailer…”
“Child, please…”
“However I gained’t, as a result of I’m a pleasant Mistress.”
Darius sighed internally. She was doing stuff like this an increasing number of; moving into character even after they weren’t at residence. Heather was having fun with her dominant facet extra day-after-day. He didn’t thoughts so long as they weren’t placing on a present for a bunch of strangers, but it surely nonetheless made him nervous in public.
“Don’t be shocked when the subsequent strap-on is that this thick! We’re sizing up once more quickly.”
“Sure, pricey.”
He knew higher than to protest her declaration. Heather had turn into obsessive about getting him to take bigger cocks. It felt like her new mission in life and Darius’ uncooked ass was a continuing reminder of it.
“Ugh… Pookie, these are bruised.”
“Bruised? What you imply?”
“I imply, it appears like some child dropped this bag out of a cart and ruined them. You must FEEL the fruit to ensure it’s nonetheless good!”
“Sorry babe, I didn’t know.”
“How did you go this lengthy with out studying the fundamentals of grocery procuring? No matter… Take these again and select one other.”
“Sure, pricey.” He took the bag of apples and turned again within the path of the fruit part.
*SMACK*
Darius grimaced as his ass was blistered along with her palm but once more. This one was tougher and louder than the earlier swat.
“And do it proper this time! Ensure they’re HARD.”
Out of the nook of his eye, Darius seen a lady who’d simply introduced her procuring cart to a halt. She was staring of their path with wide-open eyes. The girl stifled fun earlier than wanting away and resuming her procuring.
Darius’ face burned with embarrassment as he hurried alongside to observe Heather’s instructions.
* * * * *
It was approaching 5 o’clock the subsequent day and Darius was aching after eight lengthy hours of labor. It wasn’t simply his limbs that have been sore, however his ass. Heather had given him an particularly onerous fucking after the grocery journey. It appeared like bossing him round within the grocery store and spanking him in entrance of strangers had actually turned her on. Their nightly ritual was one thing she jokingly known as “triple D.” Dinner, douching and dicking. DEEP dicking in his ever increasing pucker.
Darius had completed the routine checks of his weld terminals. The batteries for his instruments needed to be cleaned and tightened each fifty hours of use. That work was full, however he wasn’t completed for the day simply but. A few of his tools had taken dings all through the week and now it was time to repair them. He approached his work bench and moved to open the vice hooked up to the facet of the desk. He couldn’t get it to budge. It was locked up tight.
“Goddammit…”
He hated being one of many smallest guys on the crew. Many of the males of their store have been six ft or taller and effectively constructed. An inconvenience like this could be no drawback for them, however Darius at all times needed to ask for assist. Would there even be anybody to assist at this hour? It was time to go discover out.
Darius exited the store, eliminated his security helmet and walked to the break room as quick as he might. If he was fortunate, he might catch somebody on their manner out. He walked down just a few hallways, turned the nook into the break room and located it empty… aside from Rhonda.
‘Fuck! Yep, that’s my luck.’
Rhonda was an enormous of a lady. Darkish skinned like Darius, however you wouldn’t name her a black magnificence. She was fairly butch, with a stony face that resembled a fleshy wall and a broad brow. Her darkish hair fell in dreads throughout her head and she or he was dressed within the customary thick blue cover-alls of their commerce that nearly regarded like a jail uniform. It appeared she was having a snack earlier than heading residence.
Darius assumed she was a lesbian after they first met, however that notion was dispelled fairly rapidly. Rhonda had made advances towards him many occasions. Some have been harmless flirtations and others have been extra critical, bordering on inappropriate interactions between colleagues. She’d continued even after Darius made it clear he had a girlfriend. She clearly didn’t care.
He considered waving to her, grabbing a drink and strolling proper again out, however that wouldn’t clear up his drawback. Darius didn’t wish to wait till tomorrow. That might put him behind and was straight-up unprofessional. He considered borrowing another person’s bench, however you weren’t imagined to with out permission and he’d should lug all his tools to their website. No, he would simply should chew the bullet and ask for her assist.
“Hey Rhonda… miss lunch right now?”
“Yup” she answered in between bites of her sandwich. “Was in a very good groove and didn’t wish to cease. Determined to take my break on the finish of my shift. The way you doing, Dare?”
“Good” he replied. “Cept my vice locked up and I want it to complete my prep for tomorrow. Have you learnt if anybody else continues to be round? I don’t wish to interrupt your meal…”
“Fairly positive we the one two that haven’t clocked out” she mentioned, setting her sandwich down. “You need assistance?” She requested with a sly smile.
“Yeah, I suppose I do… if it’s not an excessive amount of bother.”
The massive girl leaned again and eyed him up and down. “Possibly you may sing a little bit Seashore Boys for me. Perform a little dance?”
Darius was flummoxed. “Sing… Seashore Boys? Wha-?” He deciphered her joke solely a nanosecond earlier than she replied.
“Assist me Rhonda!” she mentioned as she held up her arms, adopted by a snicker.
Darius smirked and nodded, cursing himself for strolling proper into it.
“After all I’ll assist, foolish man” she mentioned, standing and grabbing her work gloves from the desk. “Prepared the ground.”
They headed again to Darius’ part of the workshop, donning helmets and arriving at his bench in minutes. Rhonda grabbed the swivel and gave it a very good tug, nodding because it didn’t budge.
“Rattling, you locked that up good. Gonna have to get a machinist in right here to work on it, ultimately. However I feel we are able to loosen it up for right now.”
“That’d be nice! Thanks.”
Rhonda grabbed it from either side, hunkered down and was about to carry her appreciable power to bear when she immediately paused. She straightened again up and circled. “Ya know, it could be higher if I confirmed you the way to do that. Even a little bit man like you may repair it with the appropriate approach.”
“Oh… kay…” Darius mentioned hesitantly.
“C’mere Dare, I’m not gonna chew” she mentioned inviting him near her physique.
Darius wasn’t so positive about that, however he adopted her lead, stepping simply in entrance of her. Rhonda bore down on him, urgent her physique towards him and sandwiching him between herself and the workbench. Her large breasts pressed into his again forcefully as she put her arms round him.
“Most of your power is down right here, so it’s essential to dip down a little bit.”
Her gloved hand reached down and grabbed his left thigh as her hips pressed towards his ass. She felt round down under, her hand brushing over his package deal.
“Woah… woah!”
“Chill out Dare, I’m simply displaying you the appropriate manner to do that. Oh wow!” Rhonda had a very good up-close have a look at his new jewellery. “Love the earrings! Determined to get pierced, huh?”
“Yeah…”
“Wager you bought extra at residence.”
“Couple pairs.” He caught to brief solutions to maneuver the dialog alongside.
“Mmmmm, I wager you do” she mentioned wiggling her hips towards him.
“May we get again to this?” Darius mentioned, tugging on the vice and brazenly sweating.
“Yeah, yeah. We’re gettin there” Rhonda mentioned earlier than blowing in his proper ear. The combination of her physique odor and soiled work garments was beginning to overwhelm him. “Okay, now you simply seize on actual tight, begin turning it slowly…” she brushed his arms off the deal with and seized it. “Then you definitely gotta actually use the torque in your decrease physique.
Rhonda pulled on the deal with mightily, her arms crushing Darius as her physique folded round him. “GRRRRRRRUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” Rhonda thrust her hips into Darius’ butt as she pulled on the spindle with large pressure.
“GAAAHHHHHH!!!!”
The clamp got here free and at last separated. The deal with slid round because the vice was freed. Rhonda waited just a few moments earlier than shifting once more. Her physique weighed down Darius as she recovered her power. All he might do was chew his tongue because the monstrous girl held him captive.
Lastly she backed off, opening her arms and letting Darius free.
“See? Nothing to it.”
Darius ducked round and backed away from her. “Th-thanks Rhonda.”
She eyed him playfully. “You and Heather nonetheless a factor?”
“Sure. Nonetheless collectively, very completely happy.”
“You guys ever… open it as much as anybody else?”
“Not our fashion, however I’m flattered you’d ask.”
“Awwww, that’s a disgrace.” She winked at him. “Let me know when you ever re-think that. See ya tomorrow, Dare.”
She marched out of the store like nothing had occurred and Darius exhaled for the primary time in minutes.
* * * * *
“What do you imply I’m making dinner?” Darius requested in exasperation. It had been an extended day on the store and all he wished to do was chill in entrance of the TV for some time. He uncapped the big container of Sunny D he’d simply grabbed from the fridge and downed some.
“I meant precisely what I mentioned! You’re making dinner. I prepare dinner nearly each evening and it’s about time you pitched in!” Heather answered with a frosty look.
“The hell I gonna make? I aint no prepare dinner!”
“You made me mac and cheese years in the past once we first met. I assume you haven’t forgotten how?”
“Nicely, yeah, I suppose I might make that.”
“And you know the way to place hotdogs in a pot of water and set the range to boil, proper?”
“Yeah…” Darius rolled his eyes at her condescension. Fortunately, she didn’t discover.
“Good. That may do for tonight, however you’re gonna study to make different meals.” She made her method to the fridge, smacking him on the ass as she walked by.
“Ow! Jeez!”
“I’ve instructed you earlier than, cease ingesting out of containers! Get a glass like a traditional human being!”
“Alright, alright…” he replied, reaching as much as the cabinets for one.
Heather opened the freezer and pulled out the hotdogs. She set the frozen meat within the dish drainer to thaw. She turned and put her arms on her hips as she watched Darius pour his drink.
“You must be capable of break these up in fifteen or twenty minutes. Then you may get began. Within the meantime, go take a bathe. You scent like a sewer.”
“I used to be going to proper after this” he responded, elevating the glass to his lips and permitting the sugary orange drink to slip over his tongue and down his parched throat.
Darius set free a sigh of contentment and in the identical prompt the entrance door opened. The laughs of an ecstatic Shireen could possibly be heard as she entered, conversing with a male voice Darius didn’t acknowledge. He checked out Heather and she or he stared again quizzically. Her eyebrows tightened, indicating she didn’t know who it was both.
The thriller didn’t final lengthy because the couple walked into view moments later. Shireen led a younger Latino man into their apartment. He was nearly six ft tall and gave the impression to be in his late twenties or early thirties. His darkish hair was fastened in a effectively groomed crew lower and he wore a tan sports activities jacket over a darkish vest and white button down shirt. Between his garments and Shireen’s elegant gown, it regarded like a proper date had simply taken place.
“Oh, good day there!” Heather supplied, her lips extending right into a smile. “You have to be the man Shireen instructed me about?”
‘New boyfriend? Hmmm… Guess I gained’t be having that discuss with Jake in spite of everything.’
“Sure, that is Ricardo!” Shireen answered whereas patting his chest. She prolonged her hand and pointed in the direction of the opposite couple. “Heather and Darius, the roommates I discussed. Go forward and say good day, Ricky…”
Ricardo reached out for Heather’s hand. “A pleasure.” As soon as she’d given it, he leaned down and positioned a delicate kiss throughout her fingers. He then nodded to Darius as he straightened himself again up at Shireen’s facet.
“Oooooh!” Heather introduced her approval.
“Oh yeah, he’s a charmer” Shireen mentioned with a large grin.
“Would you wish to have dinner with us? It’s nothing fancy, however Darius goes to whip up some grub!”
“Thanks, however we already had a chew. Apart from, Ricky and I are going to be busy for the subsequent couple hours.” Shireen winked at Heather after which gazed at Ricky along with her most seductive expression. Ricardo blushed barely and chuckled, placing his arms within the pockets of his slacks.
“Haha… I see. Nicely, you two have enjoyable then!” Heather responded cheerfully.
Shireen put her arms round Ricardo’s arm and dragged him off to her room. As he watched them stroll off, Darius questioned if the younger man had any thought what he was moving into.
* * * * *
It was a pair hours later and Darius was hunched over the kitchen sink. His arms and forearms have been coated within the thick, yellow rubber of dish washing gloves. The sink was crammed with soapy water and tons of soiled pots, pans and utensils. He scrubbed away, excited about how unfair it was that he made dinner and needed to do the dishes. And it wasn’t simply their dishes both. Shireen had left a few of her personal issues to be cleaned from this morning and the evening earlier than.
Then again, there had been loads of occasions Heather made dinner and did the dishes in the identical evening. He wasn’t about to complain and earn one other tongue lashing along with a stern flogging from his Mistress.
“ARGH!!!”
Darius shut off the water and turned as quickly as he heard the grunt of ache. Ricardo limped towards the kitchen, jacket beneath one arm. He was shifting very slowly and it regarded like he was in appreciable ache. Darius knew that stride and response solely too effectively. It was the results of somebody’s anal deflowering being lower than mild.
“Hey man, you alright?”
Ricardo waved him off, providing solely a momentary look in his path. “Yeah… I’ll be nice. Thanks.”
He set free a low hiss as he continued limping alongside, slowly making his well past the kitchen and into the hallway that led to the entrance door. Darius couldn’t assist himself. He peeked his head out from the sting of the kitchen and watched Shireen’s new boy toy make his gradual, painful method to the door and let himself out. Because the door closed, his laughter might not be contained.
Darius chortled and chuckled as he made his manner again to the sink and put his rubber-clad arms again to the duty.
“Hell man, at the very least it aint simply me.”
* * * * *
“I’m sorry, however Damien is not with us” the girl behind the counter knowledgeable him between glances at her pc.
“Not… Why? What occurred to him?” Darius requested incredulously. His coach, whom he’d been working with for months, had by no means indicated he was shifting or taking a brand new job quickly.
“I’m not at liberty to say. Sorry!”
“Okay, so I get a brand new coach then?”
“After all. Let me see who we have now out there…”
Darius stood within the foyer of his native health club, pissed off. It was onerous sufficient to get centered on a exercise after an extended day of labor, however now he needed to alter to a brand new coach as effectively. He shouldered his heavy health club bag and rapped his arms on the counter as he waited for service.
“It seems like Jennifer and Amanda are each open for a session in fifteen minutes.”
Darius sighed. “How lengthy would I’ve to attend for a male coach?”
The receptionist regarded irritated as she utilized just a few keystrokes and clicked by the day’s schedule. “At the least an hour. Is there an issue with a feminine coach?”
Darius froze. One other girl who was working behind the desk turned to have a look at him. He might really feel many units of eyes evident at him from behind. He didn’t have to show and look. He knew they have been all girls. He knew they have been ready for him to say one thing “patriarchal.”
“No. No drawback in any respect. Who would you suggest?”
The girl’s face softened into a skinny smile as she typed and clicked away, filling out his new coaching schedule. “Jennifer will whip you into form very quickly.”
* * * * *
“Oh cmon, you gotta do higher than that! I’m not letting you contact a barbell until you present me you are able to do it proper! Straighten out that type!”
Jennifer whipped her lanyard round her fingers in lengthy, whistling motions. She was a formidable specimen. Medium peak, robust arms and again, very muscular thighs. Her brunette hair arched up in an extended pony tail and fell behind her head. She stalked round Darius in her white tank high and black observe pants barking out orders. He received the distinct impression she wished to whip these keys into his flesh.
“Eyes ahead! Decrease your self down slowly.”
Darius squatted so far as he might go, doing his finest to keep up correct type. He held his arms out straight as he bent down deep.
“Hold these knees in keeping with your toes. No dishonest! All the best way to ninety levels… there! Alright, I suppose that’s adequate. Let’s add some weight.”
Darius approached the squat rack. He put his palms on the bar and ready to carry it. Jennifer was standing behind him, her lanyard persevering with to spin by the air.
“I’m going to look at you fastidiously. Once you get to the correct peak, I’ll let you realize every time. I’m gonna offer you a little bit additional motivation.”
Darius felt nervous. He had no thought what she meant, but it surely was already making him uncomfortable. Jennifer had been tough, grabby and demanding with him all afternoon. At the least the session was nearly over. Their first session, anyway.
He lifted the barbell off the rack and took a step again. There was seventy 5 kilos on either side, plus the 45 kilos of the bar itself. Not an unbelievable quantity of weight for a squat, however loads to supply a very good pump to a man his dimension.
“SQUAT!” she commanded because the effectively toned brunette pocketed her lanyard and grabbed the towel that had been hanging round her neck.
Darius dipped down, cautious to keep up correct type.
*WHAP*
Simply as he reached the bottom level of his squat, he felt Jennifer’s towel snap throughout his ass.
“One!”
Darius heaved the burden upwards; his calves, thighs and core doing all of the work.
“SQUAT!”
He dipped down once more, the burden not burdensome but, however a little bit harder than the primary time.
*WHAP*
His ass, already bruised from Heather’s abuse in latest weeks, smarted in ache.
‘Jesus Christ! Am I actually being flogged with a towel whereas lifting?’
“Two!”
He considered ending the train instantly, strolling out and submitting a grievance with the health club, however that will imply coping with these girls within the foyer once more. Apart from, he was so near ending the exercise. He simply wished to get by it and go residence. As ridiculous because it was, he would endure Jennifer’s “motivation.”
“SQUAT!”
*WHAP*
“Three!”
* * * * *
Darius sat on the bench earlier than a row of lockers as he eliminated his sneakers and socks. He was dying for a sizzling bathe, however concurrently dreading it. He’d by no means had the “locker room anxiousness” that many males skilled, however now that he was carrying a cock cage that had modified fully. Since Heather put him in chastity he made it some extent to keep away from whole nudity within the locker room as a lot as potential.
“Mmmmm…”
His eyebrows arched upon listening to what might solely be described as a lightweight moan of delight behind him. He craned his neck to the facet, wanting within the path that the out-of-place noise had come from. What he seen out of the nook of his imaginative and prescient made his eyes bulge and his physique twist even additional so he might get a greater look.
The stranger, whose again was turned, had unmistakably placed on a set of pink, satin panties over his in any other case bare physique. The man felt his ass by the silky materials after which gave himself a rub throughout the crotch of his female undergarment.
As he stepped into the pant legs of his blue denims, Darius rapidly turned again to his locker and acted as if he’d seen nothing. That didn’t cease the acceleration of his pulse or his immediately buzzing nerves.
‘The fuck is happening!?! Is the entire world shedding it?’
He waited for the opposite man to complete dressing, shut his locker and stroll off earlier than wanting facet to facet and making certain nobody else was close by. Darius rapidly disrobed, grabbed a towel from his locker and wrapped it round his midsection, hiding his caged manhood.
He made his method to the bathe room, hoping it was empty. As he rounded the nook and walked into the white, porcelain tiled rows of bathe stations, he was instantly disenchanted.
“Oh my god, Cynthia gave me such a pounding final evening…”
“Hah! In order that’s why you retain grunting while you sit down. Fortunate you!”
There have been two older males who of their fifties or sixties, bare because the day they have been born. They have been standing in entrance of two bathe stations, casually toweling themselves off and chatting. One was carrying a cock cage. Not like Darius’ steel one, his was plastic with a small steel padlock. The opposite man was clearly carrying the neck collar of a submissive and had pierced nipples. Neither of them appeared shy about their adornments as Darius walked into the room.
“Hey” the person with the cock cage mentioned with a little bit wave as Darius approached them.
“Hello there” the opposite man mentioned with a look and a nod.
Darius nodded again curtly and hurried previous the outdated males and not using a phrase. He walked to the bathe station that was removed from them as potential, but it surely was just a few rows down. The bathe room for the health club wasn’t that massive. He caught just a few extra strains of their chatter as he eliminated his towel and ready to scrub himself.
“Have you ever been to Membership Ishtar but?”
“Not but. Is it good?”
“It’s a wild time when you order considered one of their particular providers.”
“Margo’s planning to take me for my birthday. I can’t wait!”
Darius turned the bathe knob and sizzling water started spraying out. He dipped his head beneath the liquid torrent and the sound of working water drowned out the outdated pervs within the distance. He was glad for it. Darius didn’t wish to hear one other phrase.
* * * * *
“Hey child, can we get going?” Darius requested from the hallway earlier than biting into his apple with a crisp crunching sound. “I’m ravenous.”
“In a couple of minutes!” Heather known as from the bed room. “You gotta change first anyway. Get in right here!”
Darius rolled his eyes earlier than following her voice to their room. “What’s mistaken with these garments?!?” he requested as he turned the nook. “Child, I’m so rattling hungry I’m consuming considered one of these.” He waved the half eaten apple round. “Can we please take off earlier than I go out?”
Heather was rummaging round of their closet, going by numerous clothes. It appeared like she’d barely paid consideration to something he’d mentioned. Darius leaned towards the door body and took one other chew. “Honey, I’m dying right here…”
She lastly popped out of the closet holding a gown. Oddly, it appeared like Heather was already dressed to exit. Then Darius realized she was holding up considered one of his clothes. The type she dressed him in for his or her kinky play.
“What do you consider this?” she requested with a sly smile. “It might look good with the appropriate lipstick…”
“I’m positive it could, babe, but it surely’s not play time.”
“I feel you must put on this tonight. To dinner.”
Darius’ restrict had been reached.
“No. HELL NO!” he introduced as he strode additional into the room, slamming the door behind him. “We had a deal. I’ve performed alongside, however that crosses the road! We do that within the bed room. Nowhere else! I’m NOT going out with our pals carrying a gown. N-O. NO.”
Heather’s eyes narrowed and she or he regarded irritated, at first, however as Darius reached the tip of his tirade, her expression softened. She regarded down on the gown, adjusting it on the garments hanger.
“I simply wished to point out off what a stunning girl you make…”
“NO” he repeated, his stern look conveying the depth of his conviction on this matter.
She regarded again up at him with a smirk on her face. “Superb. I suppose you’re proper… I’m not being truthful.” Heather turned and hung the gown again up within the closet. Conciliation was written throughout her face as she walked to Darius, her boot heels clacking on the ground till she was proper in entrance of him. Her inexperienced eyes shimmered as she spoke.
“I’m sorry, Pookie. I received a little bit carried away as a result of I’m having a lot enjoyable. I don’t wish to spoil this. I’ve by no means been happier with our love life. Please forgive me.”
“I forgive you, child.”
Her forlorn expressed light into a smile and she or he leaned down barely. They entered an extended, deep kiss as they embraced and her fragrance wafted over Darius. Heather probed his mouth aggressively, her tongue spearing into him as they sucked on one another lips. She reached under and gave his ass a agency squeeze.
After an extended minute, she broke the kiss. She smiled at him seductively earlier than elevating a hand and tapping him on the chest. “At the least grow to be some recent garments. Then we are able to go.”
“Alright, child. That I can do.”
Heather slid round him and delivered a agency smack to his butt as she headed for the door.
*WHAP*
“And once we get again, your ass is mine!”
Darius chuckled as he pulled off his shirt and made his method to the closet.
“Sure, pricey.”
* * * * *
It was a busy Friday evening at Dango’s Dugout, a favourite hang-out of Darius’ with nice pub meals and many massive display screen TVs. He wasn’t there to look at sports activities tonight, however to meet up with his finest pal. After a strong meal, he and Markus sat in a quiet nook sales space sipping their beers whereas Heather was off chatting along with her girlfriends and taking part in bar video games.
Markus had been Darius’ pal since highschool and he’d at all times been what you may name a ‘cool cat.’ His success with the women had been legendary of their youth. He regarded like a beat poet in his flat cap and aviator shades.
The shades have been off for now, sitting on the desk beside his beer, however Markus oozed fashion from the remainder of his ensemble as effectively. He wore a lightweight burgundy jacket round his white and blue striped button-down shirt. The highest few buttons have been left undone to point out off a little bit pores and skin and the remaining trailed right down to his fashionable leather-based belt, mild inexperienced trousers and glossy brown Oxfords. Darius was dressed extra merely in a white and inexperienced baseball shirt, cargo pants and sneakers.
The place was leaping, but it surely wasn’t so loud they couldn’t hear one another. They’d picked the proper out-of-the-way desk to converse and catch up.
“Man, you ever really feel like the entire world goes stark raving mad?”
“On a regular basis my brotha” Markus replied earlier than taking a swig of his brew. “Battle, poverty, illness, financial stagnation, politicians not doing shit about any of it. Looks like nothin ever will get higher.”
“I don’t imply the massive image stuff. I’m talkin about, like… individuals.”
“Individuals? What you imply?”
“You already know, simply individuals getting bizarre. Going kooky.”
“You’re gonna should be extra particular. I imply, individuals go loopy on a regular basis, however not everybody on the identical time. I’m not going loopy. Are you going loopy?”
“I is perhaps.”
“Alright man, lay it on me. What’s troublin you?”
“Okay, I’ll, however you gotta promise this dialog by no means leaves this sales space.”
“Bro” Markus mentioned, setting his beer down and lifting his arms up. “Who you assume you’re talkin to proper now?”
“I do know” Darius acknowledged. “Simply wished to emphasise it.”
“That is gonna be some shit, isn’t it?”
“Heather and I been attempting some freaky issues within the bed room currently…”
“Oh shit!” Markus mentioned with a clap of his arms that was trailed by fun. “Right here we go!”
“However that’s not even it…”
“What sort of freaky issues?”
“You already know, kinky shit. Like, she’s in cost and stuff.”
Markus’ eyes grew huge and vibrant. He raised a clenched fist to his mouth, sideways, as if attempting to stifle a boisterous chortle.
Darius’ eyes sunk and he smirked, his expression clearly studying: ‘Cmon, bro.’
“Alright, alright. I’m sorry. It’s simply… by no means would have guessed you two have been into that.”
“She’s extra into it than I’m.”
“However you’re goin alongside for the trip! That’s nice, man! You gotta be open to that stuff if you’d like a relationship to final. Shit will get stale in any other case.”
“I do know, and I like Heather, that’s why I’m doing it. Can I get again to my level now?”
“Yeah, however I need extra particulars later.”
“We’ll see. Anyway, ever since this began, I’m startin to note that the world goes the wrong way up.”
“The other way up how?”
“Like… it’s not a person’s world anymore! It appears like a lady’s world extra day-after-day!”
“Okay, what’s mistaken with that?”
“Nicely, I believed we have been going for equality and shit! This don’t really feel like equality! This feels downright matriarchal, to borrow a phrase my girlfriend loves to make use of the alternative of.”
“Oh, I see. So Heather’s turn into a little bit of a feminist, and also you’re not having fun with the backlash that comes with it.”
“It’s not simply her!”
“Darius, you might be conversant in the basic legal guidelines of the universe, are you not?”
“Ummm, possibly?” he answered sheepishly earlier than taking an extended swig of his beer.
“For each motion, there’s an equal and reverse response.”
“What motion?”
“Males have been in cost for 1000’s of years! Oppressing girls at each flip!”
“Okay, so does that imply it’s their flip to oppress us for 1000’s of years?”
“No! Don’t be ridiculous. I imply, that will surely be a cosmic balancing, but it surely’s not gonna occur like that. What it means is, there’s gonna be a interval of adjustment whereas girl are coming into their energy. Some, like your girlfriend, are going to find they very a lot take pleasure in that energy, out and in of the bed room.”
“You say ‘some’, but it surely appears like each girl I meet currently.”
“You simply gotta flow, man! All the things…”
Shireen walked into the bar and handed by the desk they have been sitting at. “Hey Dare!” she mentioned with a wave and a smile earlier than noticing who he was sitting with. Her hand dropped instantly. “Markus” she famous, her face turning stony earlier than she strutted off.
Markus and Shireen had interacted many occasions earlier than. “Clashed” was in all probability the higher phrase to explain it. They have been each type-A personalities which created an prompt friction regardless of Markus’ apparent makes an attempt to get in her good graces.
“Hey, Shireen! Lookin good child!” Markus known as after her. “Rattling, Shireen is lookin nice! She seein anybody proper now?”
“She’s received a brand new boyfriend each month. I wouldn’t go there, man.”
“Haha… I wager she does. Nicely, I do love a problem.”
“You say ‘flow’ such as you’re all about this kinky shit. You saying you’re into feminine domination stuff?”
“Me? Nah man, not my factor. I had one girlfriend, Amber, who wished to go there, however…”
“Then the way you gonna inform me to ‘flow’?!?”
“As a result of, Heather is clearly the one for you. Amber wasn’t the one.”
“Feels like some bullshit to me. Sounds such as you talkin the discuss, however not walkin the stroll.”
“Hey, bullshit is you complaining about having kinky intercourse. Now that’s bullshit!”
“No matter man, you don’t even know.”
“You’re proper. I don’t know, and that’s why I’m gonna order pictures and also you’re gonna inform me extra.”
Markus raised his hand, able to flag down their server.
“Oh, we’re gonna drink just like the outdated days, huh?”
“That’s proper, and also you’re goin beneath the desk.”
“We’ll see about that.”
* * * * *
“Oh god… the hell did you boys stand up to?” Heather queried as she closed in on their desk after an hour of darts and pool.
“Just a bit contest” Markus answered. He was nonetheless comparatively sober regardless of the small assortment of empty bottles and shot glasses on the desk. Darius was much less sober, his head not fairly laying on the desk, however propped up on his proper arm.
“I gained” he introduced with a foolish smile. He raised his wobbly left arm within the air. His fist proudly proclaimed victory earlier than it fell again to his facet.
“Yeah, I allow you to win so that you’d spill the beans.”
“Whateva man, I’m the champ! THE CHAM-PEEN!” Darius laughed at his non-joke and Heather rolled her eyes.
“He divulged some secrets and techniques” Markus knowledgeable her with a wink. “However don’t fear, they’re protected with me.”
Heather put her arms on her hips and regarded down at her tipsy boyfriend. “Because you’ve determined to make a idiot of your self, we’d as effectively make the most of this. It’s time to get your tattoo.”
“Tattoo?” he requested in a semi-haze.
“Sure, the tattoo we’ve talked about 3 times. The one you agreed to. Because you’re already in your completely happy place, we must always do it now.”
“Haha, alright child… whateva you say!” Darius regarded like he was prepared for a nap.
“Will they actually ink him like this?” Markus requested, pointing to his stupefied pal.
“They’re not choosy on the store across the nook and I do know the proprietor. It gained’t be an issue. Apart from, the evening air ought to clear his head a bit.” Heather shouldered her purse and gestured towards her man. “Markus, earlier than you head residence, you thoughts giving us a hand? Simply till he’s extra with it.”
“After all” he replied with a mischievous grin.
“You’re one of the best!” Heather exclaimed with a heat smile.
Markus slid his shades into his jacket pocket and reached for his pockets to pay the invoice. As he regarded over at his henpecked pal, he was already anticipating the subsequent set of untamed tales.
* * * * *
Darius awoke within the painful fog of a hangover. The anticipated headache was current, however there was greater than that. He had localized ache in a pair different locations. Specifically his midsection and ears. He grunted as he sat up and pulled the blanket off him. He instantly seen one thing else troubling.
“What the fuck?!?”
His fingernails have been painted deep pink. So have been his toenails. His torso burned as he swiveled round and slowly received off the bed. He regarded down at his abdomen and the pores and skin slightly below it. It hadn’t been a dream. He had gotten a tattoo.
“Jesus…”
‘What the hell did I do?’
As he exited the bed room and walked down the hallway, he might hear the sounds of stomping ft and considered one of Heather’s train movies taking part in loudly. She was doing considered one of her exercise routines in the lounge. She didn’t discover him till he walked all the best way round into her visual view. The pumping music was solely aggravating Darius’ headache, however she hit the pause button on her distant inside seconds.
“Nicely good day, sleepyhead! I used to be beginning to assume you have been going to doze all day. OH MY GOD! Your new tat seems wonderful! The way you feeling?”
“Like shit.”
“I’m not shocked. That’s what occurs while you get drunk and get physique mods.”
“Fuck… I want Ibuprofen.”
“Go fetch some. Then you may check out your new ink and earrings!”
“My wha- goddamn!”
Darius trudged off and Heather smiled wickedly. “Trying good Pookie! It must be crammed in, but it surely’s a fantastic begin!”
Darius slammed the sunshine change upward as he entered the lavatory. Shock crept over his face as he inspected himself. Shiny, pink earrings have been locked in a brand new set of piercings in his ears. He might see the highest of his crotch tattoo which learn “Property of.” He pulled down his boxers to disclose the underside half: “Heather.” The phrases have been outlined by the oblong design of a cattle prod. The tattoo made it appear to be he’d been branded.
All of his pubic hair had been shaved away and on both facet of the massive tattoo have been the outlines of two small flowers. The smaller tattoos have been positioned in such a manner that one may mistake them for 2, petal-covered ovaries.
Darius felt numb as he opened the cupboard and reached for the bottle of painkillers. He rapidly retrieved two, popped them into his mouth, ran water into his cupped hand and swallowed them down with a cool splash from the faucet.
Had he gotten that drunk? Had he agreed to this? They’d talked a few tattoo earlier than and he’d tentatively agreed to at least one, however she’d by no means specified the design. Heather mentioned it could be one thing private to strengthen their new relationship. He thought possibly that meant a collar design on his bicep or ankle. Nothing this elaborate.
He turned off the sunshine and slogged again to the lounge the place he discovered Heather wrapping up her exercise.
“You hungry? I’ll make you some breakfast” she mentioned between panted breaths. “Scrambled eggs and hash browns! Your favourite!”
He wished to yell at her. He wished to get offended. However in truth, the rancor wasn’t there. Someplace deep down, Darius knew what he’d signed up for. He knew she would push it additional. He knew his life wasn’t going to be the identical after he submitted to her. If he didn’t need that, he ought to’ve bailed way back.
Apart from, she regarded so rattling completely happy as she studied his newly embellished physique. Her smile widened and her eyes sparkled. There was no denying it. He was hooked on her happiness and if that meant serving her and changing into an more and more feminized drag-slut, he would do it.
“Yeah… that’d be good, child.”
Heather took on a haughty demeanor as she turned off the TV and her labored up respiratory slowed to regular. She perspired closely, however she regarded beautiful, even in her sweats and train bands. As she approached, lording her peak over him, he felt his cock twitch in its cage. She positioned her arms on her hips and stared into his eyes.
“You’re gonna eat a very good meal and you then’re gonna get cleaned up… particularly again right here” she demanded, extending her arms round him and grabbing each his ass cheeks firmly. “Shireen is gone until tomorrow and I’ve massive plans to your slutty, black ass.”
“Sure, pricey” he responded reflexively.
“NO!” she insisted, her eyes rising wild as her fingers dug into the flesh of his backside. “Sure, Mistress.”
Darius inhaled sharply by his nostril. He swallowed involuntarily. The phrases got here with out hesitation. “Sure, Mistress.”
* * * * *
He discovered himself in the identical spot three hours later as Heather completed getting ready him for his or her session. After breakfast he’d had an extended tub, a radical enema and a collection of “beautifying” therapies. He was tarted up precisely as his Femdom Goddess craved.
Darius wore a brand new addition to his function play wardrobe, a satin purple gown that started in skinny straps over his shoulders and coated his physique from his higher chest right down to mid-thigh. His solely different clothes have been an identical set of purple arm-gloves, a pair of purple panties and a purple leather-based canine collar with an identical leash.
He couldn’t deny that the silky clothes felt good on his pores and skin. It was considered one of many new experiences Heather demanded he endure in latest weeks. His ft being painfully wedged into black excessive heels was much less interesting, however as Heather mentioned: “It might probably’t all be sugar and spice.”
Darius’ face had been dolled up in a number of layers of cosmetics, his physique doused in fragrance and his braids completed up in a spiral bun that regarded one thing like a shiny, black bee hive atop his head. With all these “enhancements” added to his painted nails and glossy new earrings, part considered one of his evolution was full. He’d been amazed how female he regarded when Heather turned him in the direction of the lavatory mirror and revealed his full transformation.
Now it was play time. Heather stalked round him, inspecting her sissy slut from each angle and ensuring she hadn’t forgotten something. She had reworked as effectively. Heather was sporting a black leather-based brassiere, leather-based gloves and leather-based pants round her monumental legs. These, along with her leather-based boots gave her the quintessential Dominatrix search for the primary time. Darius didn’t know the place she’d discovered leather-based pants that massive, however the symbolism wasn’t misplaced on him. She was carrying the pants, now.
She tapped a using crop in her hand as she circled him. Darius waited for her to talk. Heather smiled, then walked previous him. She headed to the bag of toys sitting in the lounge.
“You dealt with your new mods effectively this morning, so I feel you deserve a reward.”
“Thanks, Mistress.”
Heather fetched one thing from the bag and approached him from the again. She spoke into his ear. “Oh, don’t thank me but. You don’t know what the reward is… Arms behind your again!”
Darius obliged and Heather seized his satin-clad forearms. Darius heard the click of steel as she utilized {the handcuffs} to his wrists. They didn’t really feel practically as inflexible as traditional.
“Because you’ve been good, you get the fuzzy cuffs.”
Her heels struck the hardwood ground loudly as she stalked round to his entrance.
“And the opposite half of your reward is… just a few hours out of your cage.”
She reached under, lifted the tip of his gown and felt his cock cage by the silky panties. She massaged him a bit, his penis bulging painfully towards the restrictive steel earlier than she chuckled and pulled his panties down. She retrieved the important thing to his manhood from her pocket and gently unlocked the cage that had saved his penis captive for greater than two weeks. Darius moaned as his cock was freed, his erection rising as Heather seized it and commenced stroking him forwards and backwards along with her leather-based digits.
“Yeah, I wager that feels good, doesn’t it? I do know you wish to, however don’t you dare cum till I offer you permission! In the event you do, you’ll get an ass beating you gained’t quickly overlook!”
“Sure, child.”
*WHAP*
Darius felt the tip of her crop scald his delicate scrotum.
“AHHHHH! Sure, Mistress!”
Heather eyed him sternly, however didn’t admonish him additional. She went proper again to stroking his cock to full erection. As soon as he was at full mast, she pulled a condom from her pocket, unwrapped it and smoothed it down his sizzling, pulsing shaft. She let his gown fall again down, his inflexible cock poking ahead and making a tent within the silky materials.
Heather stood and grabbed his leash, yanking him within the path of the couch.
“This fashion, bitch.”
It was troublesome strolling within the gown and heels along with his panties midway down his legs, however Darius did one of the best he might. She pulled him to the sting of the sofa, pushed him towards the arm-rest and positioned her hand on his again. “Good and straightforward, bend down.”
He lowered the highest half of his physique slowly, the burden of his legs resting towards the couch. Heather misplaced persistence and gave his again a shove. Darius’ make-up caked face was pressed immediately into the cushions, his pink lipstick smearing on the seat.
“What’s my identify, slut?”
“Mistress Heather.”
“Mmmmhmmm, and what’s your identify?”
“….Mistress?”
*WHAP*
Her crop wailed towards his ass, leaving a lash of purple, sizzling ache.
“Skanky hoes such as you want a bitch identify. Your bitch identify is Dana! Now say it!”
“Dana! My identify is Dana!!!”
*WHAP*
“What sort of identify is that?”
“A bitch identify!”
*WHAP*
“Who’s bitch are you?”
“Yours, Mistress Heather!!!”
“Excellent.”
Heather dropped her crop on the facet of the couch and moved again to her bag of toys. Darius craned his neck and watched her step into the strapon harness and safe it round her waist. Moments later she extracted the monster, white, twelve inch dong and commenced strapping it into her harness. Darius’ eyes went huge. It was the most important dildo they owned. She’d solely used it on him twice and each occasions had been brutal.
She seized a tube of lube and turned again to Darius. His blonde, BBW, leather-clad Domina strolled again to the couch with a depraved grin on her face. Her large rubber phallus bobbed earlier than her like a harbinger of doom. She disappeared behind him and Darius felt gel-like lubricant being squirted into his ass.
Heather poured a beneficiant quantity of the lube on the top of her strapon earlier than capping the tube and tossing it apart. Her starvation to fuck him was overwhelming. She lifted the tip of his gown with out ceremony and introduced the tip of her cock to his twitching pucker. Heather pressed it in firmly with no hesitation.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…. oh god!” Darius arms pulled uselessly behind his again. The cuffs rattled as he bellowed into the seat cushions.
She kicked his legs aside, seized his hips and ignored his groans. Her highly effective thighs pressed ahead, feeding inch after inch of thick rubber schlong into his yielding asshole. He had taken “Huge Bertha” earlier than, and right now was the day it could turn into second nature to him. Heather was decided to make the fats twelve incher their new default strapon.
“Yeah, that’s it… moan like a bitch! A bitch is what you might be and also you’re about to get fucked like one!”
“Mistress, please… be mild.”
*SMACK*
Heather’s hand cracked towards his proper ass cheek.
“Do NOT communicate until spoken to, slut! Are you forgetting the principles already?!?”
*SMACK*
“Sorry, Mistress!!!”
She pressed ahead once more, the huge rubber member burrowing into his ever-expanding tunnel of spongy flesh. Darius grunted and groaned loudly between ragged breaths, attempting desperately to not cry out as his Goddess crammed him to the brim with impossibly thick cock.
Lastly, the rubber balls got here to a cease towards Darius’ ass. Heather regarded down and laughed, giddy that she’d been capable of bury it deep in file time. She waited because the preliminary ache of invasion become a boring ache in Darius’ backside, her slave bitch changing into accustomed to his new predicament.
She felt up and down his again, pawing him by the silky purple material of his gown.
“Hey Dana… Now you could have my permission to cum.”
Heather’s hips drew backward, pulling the vast majority of the bulging rubber cock from his tight, gripping back-passage earlier than thrusting it residence. She established a gradual rhythm, lube working out of his violated sphincter and dripping everywhere in the ground. She grabbed his sides with a vice grip, pumping her mega cock out and in of his distended butthole as his cock twitched in its latex sheath under. The rubber balls smacked into his scrotum, an additional ripple of ache to go along with every deep thrust.
“You want being fucked with my massive white cock, don’t you bitch?”
“Sure, Mistress!” Darius answered between grunts and groans.
“Filthy ho… that is what you deserve!”
She started to select up the tempo. Darius’ pucker had expanded to the purpose she might fuck him with ease. Heather let go of his hips, then reached down and grabbed the again of his gown. She balled it up in her gloved hand and pulled on it fiercely. With that leverage, she might use her hips to fuck him, leaving her different hand free to beat his ass.
*SMACK*
“Say it, Dana! I like dick!”
“I LOVE DICK, MISTRESS!!!”
“I do know you do. And subsequent week we’re going again to Queen Shit, and also you’re gonna go proper as much as Mistress Veronica and say “Mistress, I want greater cocks for my sissy ass! Twelve inches simply isn’t sufficient!”
“OOOOOHHHHHHHH!”
Darius moaned as her full, fats size pistoned out and in of his packed pucker with appreciable velocity. The ache light away and now the heavenly rubber slickness was gliding by his fleshy partitions with hums of delight. The cock slid over his prostate repeatedly. His rock onerous member oozed pre-cum as he yanked on his handcuffs in futility.
“CUM YOU FILTHY BITCH!!! CUM FOR MISTRESS!!!”
*SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK*
Darius’ load shot into the condom like a cannon. Two weeks of bottled-up jizz erupted into the latex sleeve. His copious ejections created a large bulge that hung slightly below his pulsing cock. Heather by no means stopped fucking her sure bitch-boy. His physique shuddered and pleasure surged by his feminized type as his essence drained away, fully out of his management. His climax rolled on for thirty lengthy seconds, the shock of full-body prostate orgasm fully overtaking him.
As Darius’ moans quieted to a pleasurable whimper, Heather introduced her fucking and spanking to a halt. She pulled out of his ass with a slimy slurch, then instantly reached under and pulled the nice and cozy, bulging condom from her submissive’s spent cock.
She walked round to the facet of the sofa, the sleeve of sizzling cum dangling from her fingers.
“Open that sissy mouth, now! Stick out your tongue!”
Darius opened his painted, pink lips and did as he was instructed, his tongue extending as far he might. Heather dumped the scalding custard into his mouth, pinching the condom downward till each little bit of sizzling sludge was dumped onto his tongue and slid into his whore mouth.
“That’s it. EVERY DROP, DANA! You’ll eat each load I help you cum for the remainder of your bitch life! Acquired it, skank?!?”
Darius swallowed, the pungent paste passing by his throat reluctantly. “Sure, Mistress.”
Heather tossed the empty condom on his again earlier than crossing again to her toy bag. She returned simply as rapidly with a thick, purple ball-gag and head-harness which she rapidly strapped round Darius’ face. The rubber ball crammed his mouth and compelled his jaw open huge. His nostrils and style buds have been overwhelmed with the smells and tastes of rubber and cum.
She headed again to his ass, nonetheless bent over the facet of the couch. Her mega cock bobbed under, dripping lube on the ground in her wake.
“Once I’m completed together with your slutty ass, that unhappy little clitty of yours goes again in its cage for a month! Possibly longer!”
“YEFFFMMIIFFREFFFF!”
“However that gained’t be for some time, Dana… You bought to have your enjoyable. Now Mistress is gonna have hers!”
Heather reached down and slipped her fingers beneath the leather-based of her harness. She discovered the controller for the egg stimulator that was fastened to the bottom of her strap-on. It hummed to life gently, sending deliciously pleasurable waves to her clitoris that radiated down by the remainder of her vulva.
Her shiny, bulbous curves pressed ahead and sank the monstrous cock again into Darius’ abused pucker. She set free low moans as she established a reasonable tempo of moist, sloppy fucking. Blotches of crimson entered her cheeks as her deep-dicking intensified. Heather’s thrusts grew forceful as she drew new ranges of delight from the anal assault on her feminized backside bitch.
Darius lay throughout the couch along with his ass within the air, his physique being throttled forwards and backwards along with his arms clad in fuzzy metal behind him. He drooled everywhere in the rubber gag as his satin-clad body was pummeled and his ft ached in excessive heels. His eyes glazed over as Heather’s infinite ass fucking strummed his prostate and racked his physique with paralyzing bliss.
If it wasn’t already, it grew to become clear over the subsequent few hours that his chastity, feminization and submission would turn into the brand new “regular.” There was no going again.