The first story told how I was turned into a sissy maid and sex toy to
serve my wife Mary and her lover James. At the end of that tale I had
settled into the role of housewife and had accepted my new role. Now I
relate some more of my adventures as Carla.
On a Saturday morning as I was serving Mary and James their breakfast,
James told me, “Don’t bother planning anything for supper Carla, I’m
taking Mary out for dinner and dancing tonight. We’ll be home late.” I
hated to hear that I was going to be left alone tonight and shed a tear
at hearing this. James noticed and told me, “Don’t cry dearie, I’ll
think of something for you to do while we’re gone.”
He patted me on my bare fanny and I went into the kitchen to eat my
breakfast alone. The rest of the day he and Mary relaxed and watched TV
while I puttered around the house doing routine chores. After eating a
light snack for my own supper, I went to my room while they got ready
to go out. Shortly before they left, James called me to the family
room. When I got there, he had me kneel before the short side of the
coffee table.
When I did, he told me, “Lay on the table Carla.” As soon as I had
obeyed him, he handcuffed my hands to the legs of the table using two
pair of handcuffs. I looked up pitifully at him, my sad eyes asking why
and he said. “This is for your own good Carla, you were questioning my
decision this morning, and you know I can’t tolerate that.”
I responded, “Yes Sir, but I get so lonely when you’re both gone.”
He laughed and said, “You may have company tonight dearie.” Then he put
a hood on my head and tied it securely making it so I couldn’t see. He
patted my fanny and said, “We’ll be back later, have fun.”, and left me
there with my titties pressing against the table.
The first hour seemed to drag by, and I got nervous at every sound I
heard. The time passed slowly, as I waited for the unknown which may or
may not occur. Some time later, I heard the front door close. I became
instantly alert as I heard someone walking into the room.
I asked, “Is that you Sir?”, but got no answer.
I felt hands rubbing my bare ass and they sent shivers up my spine. I
moved my head around to try and get a sense of what was happening, but
of course, I couldn’t see anything with that hood on. The next thing I
knew there was a cock at my lips. After all the times I had sucked
James, I knew what to do and took it into my mouth. Somehow it seemed
familiar, but I just sucked and slurped away until it was rock hard.
Just as I was expecting a load of semen to shoot into my mouth, it was
withdrawn. The man walked behind me and rubbed my asshole with
lubricant.
I pleaded, “Please Sir, don’t fuck me.”, but got no reply.
He shoved himself inside of me and began riding me. Trapped as I was,
all I could do is take it until he was finished. Once he had shot deep
inside of me, he kissed the back of my neck and left me there. I felt
horribly used, cheap and helpless. Sometime later I fell asleep and
slept until James and Mary came home. I awakened when James released my
hands. After an entire evening on my knees and being raped, I could
hardly stand. James helped me to my feet and removed the hood. I
blinked at even the dim light in the room, since I had been blind for
some hours now.
James asked me, “Did you have a good time sissy?”
I burst into tears and hugged him. I told him, “Sir it was horrible,
someone came in here and raped me and didn’t say a word. I feel so
used.”
He told me, “Remember this night whenever you start to question my
decisions. Next time there will be several of them to amuse you.”
Even though I knew he had set this all up, hearing him admit it made me
furious, so I ran to my room and cried my eyes out. I wondered how he
could do that to me after all I had done to please him. I cried myself
to sleep that night.
Early Sunday morning I got up and put the coffee on, and sat reading
the morning paper until they came into the kitchen. James noticed my
depressed state and told me, “Come here Carla and suck my cock, that
should cheer you up.” I knelt between his knees and took his cock into
my mouth. While I sucked his cock to an erection, he talked to me, “I
know how lonely you get being left at home dearie, maybe I should find
you a boyfriend.”
Mary quickly told him, “Ooooh, that would be so cool, we could go on
double dates.”
I was choking and gagging on his erection and couldn’t give my
dissenting opinion. By the time he shot his load deep in my throat,
they had decided that I needed a boyfriend. Given my status as a
submissive cocksucker, I had no say in the matter. Even though I was
now more girl than man, I didn’t want to be a gay slut for some
stranger. Keeping house and serving James and Mary was something I had
become accustomed to, but going on dates with a boyfriend wasn’t
something I had ever thought of.
Sunday evening Mary got her period, and so I knew that James would be
using me for his sexual pleasure this week. I didn’t mind being his
bitch, since I would sleep in the same bed with them. It made me feel
needed and wanted more than I did as their maid. The daily enemas I had
to give myself were more than compensated for by the attention he
showed me in bed. Each night James slept in the middle of the king
sized bed with Mary on one side and I on the other. I would suck him
hard, then he would screw me from behind while holding my breasts in
his hands. I felt so loved when that happened, even though after his
orgasm, he would turn over and cuddle with Mary.
Each morning during the week, they would shower and get dressed for
work while I fixed their breakfast. As soon as they left, I would
shower and get dressed for the day in my maid outfit. The housework was
down to a routine by now and I accomplished it without undue effort.
Each evening I had the supper nearly ready when they came home and I
often joined them for a glass of wine to relax before supper. Once I
had accepted the idea that I was now no longer a man, but a servant in
my own home, life had gone smoothly. My life was complete without a
boyfriend and I hoped they would forget that idea.
Chapter 8
Any hopes I had they would forget the boyfriend thing were dashed on
Saturday morning. Mary told me, “Don’t plan anything for supper tonight
Carla, Jimmy has a friend coming over and the four of us are going out
to dinner and dancing tonight.”
I smiled a faint smile and answered, “Yes Mistress, I understand.”
Inwardly I was crushed, but I sure didn’t want to spend another night
handcuffed to the coffee table, and put on a cheerful face. The rest of
the day passed normally, until around 3:00PM when Mary took me aside
and told me to get showered and cleaned up. I went down to the basement
bathroom and gave myself an enema to clean my insides out and then
hopped into the shower and shaved my body very closely. When I was
finished with my cleanup, I walked back upstairs naked. Mary saw me as
she finished her shower and led me into the main bathroom.
She told me, “We girls must look nice for our men tonight dearie.” I
merely nodded and stood patiently as she applied makeup to me and
attached the false eyelashes. When she was satisfied, she remarked,
“You look stunning dear, now go get dressed. I laid a new outfit for
you to wear tonight on your bed.”
I went to my room and looked at my new outfit. It consisted of a pink
bra, white blouse, pink mini-skirt, pink mesh hose and matching heels.
There were also two starched crinolines to wear under the skirt. I knew
I would look like a tart in that outfit, but put it on anyway. When I
was dressed, I went into the other bathroom and used the curling iron
on my hair before brushing it into a sexy page boy style.
When I looked ready, I went out to the family room where James whistled
a wolf whistle at me. I blushed and batted my big eyelashes at him.
When I tried to sit down, I realized that I had to lift the crinolines
out of the way and sit my bare bottom on the chair. I wished they would
let me wear some nice panties instead of making me walk around bare
under my skirt. About that time the doorbell rang.
James told me, “That will be your date for the evening Carla, go let
him in.”
I would have rather been anywhere else rather than answer that door,
but I went like a good girl and opened it. Immediately I recognized the
man standing there, he was one of the two men who had used me when
James took Mary to Vegas. He was the bigger of the two and the one who
had suggested making me an oreo. I blushed when I realized that he had
already used me for his pleasure.
Saying, “Welcome Sir.”, I let him enter and showed him to where James
waited.
He told me, “You look very nice tonight Carla.” I politely thanked him.
James shook hands with our guest and asked me, “You remember Tyrone
don’t you Carla?”
I replied, “Yes sir, I sure do. Nice to see you again Tyrone.”
Tyrone smiled at me and said, “I have that effect on my lovers dear.”
So his name was Tyrone, I never heard his name when he was using my
body. I brought Tyrone and James each a glass of wine to sip on while
we waited for Mary to finish getting ready. We made small talk with
Tyrone treating me like I was already his girlfriend. When Mary came
out and announced that she was ready to go, I started to go to our
garage.
James told me, “No Carla you are riding with Tyrone tonight, we’ll meet
you at the restaurant.”
I was disappointed and half afraid to go without James’s protection,
but didn’t dare show my feelings. Tyrone took my arm and led me out to
his car, a big black Cadillac sedan. He opened the passenger door for
me and I slid into the seat lifting my petticoats as I sat on the
leather seat. We drove to the restaurant and parked in the parking lot.
Tyrone reached over, put his hand on my knee and said, “Listen Carla,
the last time we met I was just using James’s slut, but I want to start
over and will treat you like a lady.”
I squirmed on the seat and responded saying, “Yes Sir, that would be
nice.”
Tyrone then took my head in his hands and kissed me lovingly. He told
me, “I had a white sissy boy as my wife when I was in prison, and do
know how to treat a lady.”
I smiled faintly at him and said, “That’s very nice Sir.”
He then went around and opened my car door and escorted me into the
building. I felt like a lady walking in arm in arm with him. We were
escorted to the table where James and Mary awaited us.
Mary smiled at me and told me, “You two make such a cute couple.”
As I set my bare fanny on the velvet covered chair, I smiled and said,
“Thank you dear.”
James and Tyrone ordered for Mary and I. We chatted during the wait for
the food and during the meal as well. To any onlookers, we were two
interracial couples enjoying a meal in a fine establishment. James and
Tyrone were two handsome black men and Mary and I appeared to be their
women. Despite my discomfort in being out in public dressed as a slut,
I had to admit it was a nice evening so far. Certainly much better than
being handcuffed to the coffee table wearing a hood. After we finished
our meals, Tyrone paid the bill and we left to go dancing.
Tyrone drove he and I to a nightclub in a part of the city I had never
seen before. James and Mary followed in their car. As we walked into
the club the doormen knew James and Mary and waved them in. He did the
same for Tyrone and I. We went to a booth reserved for us next to the
dance floor. The band was blaring out music I’d never heard before, but
it did have a good beat. We barely got seated and ordered drinks before
Tyrone took me out to dance to a slow song.
I told him that I had never danced without leading before but, he told
me, “Just relax and follow me dear.”
So I did just that, held closely in his strong arms, I let him lead me
around the floor. His graceful movements seemed strange considering his
size. His hand worked its way under my skirt and he fondled my bare ass
as we danced. I blushed with embarrassment, knowing that anyone
watching us could see what he was doing, and probably part of my ass as
well. At the end of the song, he twirled me around making my petticoats
flare out. As we walked back to our table several men gave me a sexy
wink. Most of the people in the place were black and I was glad that
Tyrone was with me and able to protect me. James and Mary got up to
dance to the next song leaving us alone. Tyrone leaned over and kissed
me while he slid his hand under my skirt to fondle my dick.
He whispered, “You feel so nice and smooth baby, I want you to come for
me.”
I protested, “Please Sir, not here, everyone will see.”
He reassured me, “Nobody will see anything, you just enjoy while I milk
you.”
I tried very hard to look cool and composed above the table, but I was
getting very turned on below it. He stroked me faster and faster until
I spurted on the floor. He kissed me deeply and grabbed his drink.
I whispered, “Thank you Sir, that was very nice of you.”
He smiled and said, “I told you I know how to treat a lady.”
I smiled back at him and coyly said, “Yes Sir, you did and you sure
do.”
After a couple of drinks and several dances I felt the need to visit
the rest room. Mary noticed my discomfort and said, “Come with me
Carla, it’s time to powder our noses.”
I gladly joined her and we walked to the rest room. I was concerned
over which rest room to use, but quickly ruled out the men’s room due
to the way I was dressed, and followed my wife into the lady’s room.
There were a couple of other ladies at the mirrors as Mary and I went
into adjoining stalls. It felt wonderful to empty my bladder and I
carefully wiped off the head of my now shrunken dick before leaving the
stall. Mary and I stood at the mirror fixing our hair and refreshing
our lipstick when a big black woman came up and tapped me on the
shoulder.
I turned around and she asked me, “You the white bitch with Tyrone
tonight?”
I answered sweetly, “Why yes I am dear. My name is Carla, who are you?”
She shoved me on the chest and told me, “I’m Lisa, and I’ve dated
Tyrone. I can’t imagine what he sees in a small chested girl like you
when he could have these.”
She hoisted her big breasts with both hands, then reached over and
squeezed one of my B cup tits. I was afraid of this big woman and
wanted to get out of there.
Mary stepped in and told her, “Dear, you know Tyrone is bisexual, Carla
is a sissy bitch and not a real woman.” She lifted my skirt exposing my
shriveled privates and said, “See Lisa, surely this is no threat to
you.”
Lisa laughed and told me, “I ought to strip you naked and leave you in
here to amuse the girls that come in here.”
Mary again reasoned with her, “I know that would be fun, but I don’t
think you want to piss off Tyrone and James, do you?”
Lisa suddenly realized that she was messing with James’s property and
backed off. She told me, “If you didn’t belong to James, I would fuck
you up good fagot.”
She spun around and left the room. A few minutes later Mary and I
walked past the table where Lisa sat with several of her girl friends.
By the way they giggled and pointed at us I knew she had exposed my
secret to her girlfriends.
We got back to our booth and Tyrone sensed something was wrong and
asked, “What’s the matter girls?”
Mary told him, “Oh, just a small problem in the ladies room with a
friend of yours.”
He asked, “Who is that?”
Mary told him, “Some big black gal named Lisa was giving Carla a hard
time, but I talked her out of it.”
Tyrone glared over at Lisa’s table and snarled, “That bitch, I’ll beat
the shit out of her for that.”
Mary placed her hand on his and soothingly said, “No need for that dear
friend, she backed right off when I told her that Carla was with you
and belonged to James.”
He seemed relieved that his reputation was secure and calmed down.
James then said, “It’s getting late, why don’t we just leave this
joint.”
We all agreed that it was time to leave and got up to go.
Tyrone asked James, “Is it all right if I take Carla home with me
tonight?”
James thought a minute or so and I saw Mary whisper something in his
ear before he answered, “No, since this is really your first date, I
think you should bring her home tonight.” He saw the disappointment on
Tyrone’s face then added, “You can spend the night there if you like.”
We followed James and Mary home and parked in front of the house.
Tyrone again opened my door for me and helped me out of the car. He was
being a perfect gentleman. I reached into my purse, got out my house
key and opened the front door.
James made a drink for he and one for Tyrone and Mary told me, “Come on
dearie, let’s slip into something more comfortable.”
We went to our bedrooms and changed into our nighties. The four of us
discussed the fun evening we’d had for a while before James took Mary
off to bed leaving Tyrone and I sitting on the couch. He kissed me
shoving his tongue into my mouth. I felt strange about this invasion of
my mouth although his cock had already been in there.
He asked me, “Do you want me to spend the night with you Carla honey?
If you say no, I will understand and go home.”
This was the first time I had been given a choice in a sexual matter in
a year, and I was flattered by his gesture. I fluttered my eyelashes at
him and told him, “Yes Sir, I want you to stay with me.”
He took me by the hand and led me to my bedroom. I quickly hopped into
bed and watched as he undressed. His muscular body was a beautiful
sight.
Tyrone crawled into bed beside me and kissed me while his hands went
under my nightie and caressed my breasts. I was very turned on by his
foreplay and as soon as he ended the kiss, I moved down to kiss his
cock.
He told me, “I’m sorry I was so mean to you when I was here with my
friend. We were just guys acting like animals.”
I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking to show that I wasn’t
holding a grudge over that weekend.
He then admitted, “I was also the guy who used you last weekend and I
want to apologize for that as well.” He continued, “I was just going to
tease you a bit, but you looked so temptingly helpless that I decided
to use you again.”
I took his cock out of my mouth and told him,” I thought it might be
you Sir. I’m glad you told me that and I forgive you.”
The rape had been traumatic at the time, but after all the times I had
been used by James, one more made little difference. Tonight was
different, the sex was my choice and I was enjoying it. I was his girl
and was turning him on.
Quickly I resume my sucking and soon that big black cock was rock hard
my hand was stroking his shaft while I was sucking on the end when he
stiffened up and shot his load into my mouth. Instead of swallowing it,
I crawled up his body and kissed him transferring some of his semen
into his mouth. He didn’t resent my forwardness, but we held our kiss
for some time before breaking it off.
He chuckled and told me, “Wow babe, that was a first! I guess you took
me by surprise, but it was very sexy.” We cuddled and fondled each
other and then drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.
The sun was streaming through the window when I awoke to feel Tyrone
caressing my breasts. He whispered, “Good morning Carla, are you up for
a little loving this morning?”
I kissed him and replied, “Yes Sir, that would be nice.”
He grabbed the tube of KY jelly from the night stand and greased up my
asshole before shoving his erect cock up inside of me. I let out a moan
of pleasure and he started thrusting in and out gently. His hands held
my tits as he took me from behind. I moved my ass in time with his
thrusts and as he increased his tempo, I spurted my puny load onto the
sheets. He continued his thrusting until he shot his load inside of me,
then kissed the nape of my neck and withdrew. He handed me a Kleenex
from the bedside table which I placed between my ass cheeks to stop any
leakage. He got out of bed and headed for the bathroom, so I got up,
slipped on my heels and went to the kitchen to start the coffee.
Tyrone soon joined me as I was starting to prepare breakfast, followed
shortly thereafter by James and Mary.
Mary was still in her nightie too and she said cheerfully, “Good
morning kids.” She looked at me and said, “I see you had a good time
last night Carla.”
I wondered if it showed in my face that much when she reached down and
plucked the Kleenex from between my ass cheeks. I blushed bright red
and admitted, “Yes Mistress, I had a good time.”
James laughed and announced, “See how wise I am, I knew that Carla
needed a boyfriend to cheer her up.”
Mary kissed him and told him, “Yes darling, you are so wise.”
The three of them sat drinking coffee while I finished cooking
breakfast. When I had served them, I sat right down at the table and
ate with them. After breakfast, Tyrone went to take a shower and get
dressed. When he announced that he had to get going, I felt
disappointed, but went to give him a kiss goodbye. He turned around,
thanked James and Mary for their hospitality and left.
As I walked him to the door, he told me, “I had a wonderful time Carla,
we’ll have to do this again soon.”
I hugged him pressing my breasts against his manly chest and told him,
“Yes Sir, thank you very much.”
As he walked to his car, I thought about the wonderful time I’d had
with him. I really was a gay slut, but in my increasingly feminine
state of mind, I was his girlfriend and lover.
Chapter 9
When I walked back to the table, my spirits were high and it showed.
James noticed how elated I was and decided to reassert his dominance
over me. He stood up and asked me, “Who is your Master Carla?”
I told him, “You are Sir.”
He then asked, “Who do you obey without question?”
I didn’t like the tone of his voice, but quickly replied, “You Sir and
my Mistress.”
He said, “That’s right and don’t you forget it. Just to remind you who
rules this house, I want you to come here and lick my ass to show your
submission.”
Damn it, he hadn’t made me do that since before he moved in here. I’d
hoped that he’d forgotten that humiliating task, but meekly said, “Yes
Sir.”, and walked over behind him.
I knelt down spread his cheeks and licked his hairy hole until he told
me, “Good girl, that’s enough, you can clean up the kitchen now.” I
thanked him and went to do my chores.
Mary came into the kitchen as I was loading the dishwasher. She put her
arm around me and said, “You know he had to establish his control of
you don’t you dear?”
I had tears in my eyes as I replied, “Yes Mistress, I understand that,
but it’s so humiliating when he makes me do that.”
She consoled me by saying, “Yes dear, I know, but if you hadn’t obeyed
him, he would have spanked you until you couldn’t sit for a week.” She
kissed my cheek and told me, “I missed you licking me clean last night
my dear sissy.”
That she had missed my efforts made me feel better and I smiled and
told her, “Sorry Mistress, but I was pretty busy myself and you didn’t
call for me.”
She looked lovingly at me and told me, “I know, James wanted to call
you, but I convinced him to let you two lovebirds alone.”
I thanked her for her kindness and she led me into her bedroom to fill
her in on all the details of my night with my new boyfriend. We chatted
in her room like girlfriends and it felt so natural to me. She seemed
especially interested when I was telling her how sweet he was to me.
She kissed me on the lips for the first time in months.
Mary fondled my titties and told me, “You look so nice with boobies
dear and they feel so nice.”
I modestly said, “Thank you Mistress, yours are very nice and I miss
holding them.”
She informed me, “That’s sweet of you to say so, but you know they are
reserved for my Jimmy.” She got up and found her strap-on dildo and put
it on as she said, “It’s been a long time since we had sex, and I want
to use you now.”
I agreed with her saying, “Yes Mistress, that would be nice.”
Just as I was getting in position for her to screw me, James walked
into the bedroom. He asked, “Going to have sex without me?”
Mary responded by saying, “You can watch darling. Carla and I need to
be together.”
He laughed and said, “Okay, I like watching two women make love, most
men do.”
Mary smeared my hole with KY jelly and shoved her dildo inside of me.
After all the times I had been used back there, it no longer hurt to be
penetrated. I was a well broken in slut by now.
James told Mary, “Go ahead, fuck that sissy’s ass dear.”
Mary soon was ramming that dildo in and out of me furiously and I was
humping my ass in time with her. It didn’t take much of this before I
came and spurted my semen. As before that didn’t even slow her down.
She ravished me until she reached her orgasm before she pulled out of
me.
James had watched the show with amusement, but now remarked, “I’m the
only one who hasn’t come yet. Carla get over here and suck me off.”
I was weak and wanted to cuddle with my wife, but I sank to my knees
and sucked his cock until he came in my mouth. I swallowed all but a
few drops which had dribbled onto my chin. Those I wiped off with my
hand and licked them off too.
“Nice work you sissy cocksucker.” he told me.
He felt confident that his control over me was firmly in place and went
out to watch football games. Mary patted me on the head and told me,
“That was fun dear. We need to do that more often.”
I smiled at her and replied, “Yes Mistress, that was fun.” She went out
to join James and I went to my room.
That evening, things were back to normal around here. After supper,
they watched TV until after the evening news and then went to bed.
Shortly after that, James called me into their room for the usual
threesome. I sucked him hard, stood by while they had sex and licked
them both clean afterward. Once my cleanup chores were completed they
sent me off to my room. I lay in my bed with many thought whirling
about in my mind. I had a boyfriend, but was still a slave for James
and Mary. Tyrone had treated me lovingly and tenderly, but James had
degraded me to show his control of me.
Mary and I had a girlish chat and she had made love to me and then
James had made me suck him off to ruin that sweet experience too. He
wasn’t satisfied turning me into his sissy maid. He wanted to control
my soul too. He had totally changed my life, from a happily married man
to a submissive gay slut and that wasn’t enough for him. I hated him
for what he had done to me, and how he had captured Mary’s heart. But,
on the other hand, I feared him and admired his power. I knew I
couldn’t leave with any clothes or money, but hated the idea of staying
here under his control. What was I to do?
Chapter 10
Monday afternoon James came home much earlier than usual. I was dressed
in one of my maid outfits and had just finished the laundry. I gave him
a respectful curtsy and told him, “It’s nice to see you home Sir.”
He asked me, “Do you like being a girl for me Carla?”
“Yes Sir.” was my polite reply.
He looked into my eyes and asked, “You will do anything to please me,
won’t you?”
The sound of his voice made uneasy, but I again replied, “Yes Sir.”
After all the things I had done for him, I wondered why he doubted my
submission to him.
He said, “Good girl, get in the car. We are going for a ride.”
I went to the garage and got into the passenger seat, while he got
behind the wheel. We drove across town to a clinic and he led me
inside.
He told me, “It’s time you got a checkup. This doctor is a friend of
mine and will be discrete. You be a good girl and do what he tells you
to do.”
I wondered why a checkup was needed, but merely said, “Yes Sir, I
will.”
We walked up to the receptionist and James told her Doctor Jackson is
expecting us. She recognized James and Said, “Yes he is, follow me
please.”
She led us to a room at the end of the hall and had me sit on the
examination table. She told me, “Go ahead and get undressed dear, the
doctor will be with you shortly.”
James sat in the chair and told me, “Go ahead Carla, it’s okay, I’ll be
right here.”
I took off my skirt, blouse, bra, hose and heels and sat nervous about
my nakedness waiting for the doctor. He walked into the room a few
minutes later, listened to my chest, took my blood pressure and then
had me lay down on the table. He raised up the stirrups and strapped my
legs in them. I felt incredibly vulnerable laying there with my legs
spread. He handed me a clipboard with a form to sign.
I started to read it and James said, “Just sign it, we haven’t got all
day.”
I signed the form on the dotted line and handed it back to the doctor.
The Doctor put on a rubber glove and poked around inside my asshole for
a few minutes.
When I squirmed at this invasion of my body, he said, “You seem so
nervous, I’m going to give you something to relax you.”
He took a hypodermic needle and gave me a shot in the arm. I was soon
sound asleep.
When I woke up, my arms were stretched out to the sides on boards of
some kind and strapped in place. There was a blue cloth shield which
went from my neck to over my head. I was groggy and wondered what
happened. My chest felt strange, but I couldn’t see anything. There was
a nurse standing there reading some sort of monitoring device.
She announced, “Your patient is awake now doctor.”
Doctor Jackson said, “Very good, you can remove the screen now.”
She lifted the screen and I blinked under the bright lights. The doctor
told me, “The operation went well and you should recover soon. I’ve
given James the instructions of how to care for you. You can go home in
a few hours and I’ll see you in a week for a follow up check. Just rest
a bit here and recover.”
My voice croaked as I asked, “Operation, what operation?”
James spoke up and said, “You now have those implants you wanted. You
will have a stunning figure now Carla.”
My chest was covered in bandages, but the bulges were unmistakably
large. I gasped at the sight and said, “The implants I wanted? I didn’t
want implants!”
Doctor Jackson smiled and said, “Of course you did. You signed the
release and consent form.”
I was weak and tied down, unable to move, but I sobbed openly.
James took a tissue and wiped away my tears saying, “Don’t cry Carla,
you’ll come to love your new tits.” He turned to the doctor and told
him, “It must be the anesthetic, the sissy told me she wanted them.”
The doctor replied, “Yes I know. In a couple of hours we can let her up
and you can take her home.”
I knew that after this there was no way I could ever hope to be a man
again. James had taken me too far down the road to womanhood to ever
return to my former life. I dozed off again.
Chapter 11
It was now a month since my surgery and my small scars had healed. My
new breasts now filled a 38DD bra and I was definitely top heavy for my
size. Those big tits must have weighed six pounds apiece. The bras I
now wore were five hook monsters not the dainty things I used to wear.
Mary had been upset with James for doing this to me without consulting
her, but soon got used to seeing me with huge tits. She loved the way
they jiggled around when she or James screwed me. Getting used to the
weight of these things took quite a while and I now had grooves on my
shoulders from the bra straps. The new blouses they had bought me to
accommodate my new dimensions all had scoop necklines to show off my
enhanced cleavage. For some unknown reason my nipples now stayed erect
and showed clearly as bumps in my blouse. James was proud of the
changes he had made in me. I looked every bit like a woman when dressed
and like a freak when naked. My big breasts, shaved body and small
penis made an incongruous sight and as a result I became very modest,
preferring to cover my body with even the scantiest of clothing.
Friday evening after nearly five weeks without a word from him, Tyrone
came to our house for a visit. He was shocked at my new look, but also
pleasantly surprised.
I blushed as he praised me saying, “Oh Baby, you look wonderful.”
James told me, “Make Tyrone a drink Carla, don’t forget your manners.”
I said, “Yes Sir.” and hurried to make him a Jack Daniels and water. I
handed Tyrone his drink and sat by him on the couch.
James said, “Tyrone it’s been quite a while since we’ve seen you.
You’ve been ignoring your new girlfriend.”
Tyrone replied, “Yes, I’ve been busy. Business you know. I’ve been
traveling a lot lately.”
The four of us talked for an hour or so, before James suggested we go
to the hot tub. He told me to get four towels and stood up to undress.
I went to get the towels and returned in time to see the three of them
standing there naked. I handed Mary a towel which she wrapped around
her and headed out the door. James threw his towel over his shoulder
and followed Mary.
Tyrone took his towel and asked, “May I undress you Carla?”
I coyly replied, “Yes Sir, that would be nice.”
He was being such a gentleman that I couldn’t resist his request. He
slowly unbuttoned my blouse and dropped it on the couch. He reached
behind me and unhooked my bra and dropped it onto the blouse. He
fondled my breasts and kissed each nipple.
“Oh Sir, that feels so good.” I told him in a sexy whisper.
He unzipped my skirt and let it drop to the floor leaving me naked
except for my hose and heels. He told me, “I thought you were pretty
before, but now you are beautiful my dear.”
He sure knew how to woo a lady. I was ready to take him to bed right
now, but he said, “Let’s go join the others.”
I said, “Yes Sir.” and took off my shoes and hose. I threw my towel
over my shoulder and we went to the hot tub.
Being early December, the air outside was cold, so I ran to get across
the patio and into the hot water. My boobs jiggled and my dick flopped
around as I ran which brought a laugh from James. He seemed to revel in
the ludicrous creature he had turned me into, which added to my
humiliation. I sank down into the warm water as much to hide my shame
as to get into the warmth. Tyrone followed right behind me and sat
beside me in the tub.
He caressed my boobs, still amazed by their new size which caused Mary
to say, “Look at the lovers, isn’t that sweet the way he can’t keep his
hands off of her.”
James added his comment, “I knew that a boyfriend was what she needed.”
We sat in the warm water conversing like two couples, but under the
water Tyrone was playing with my dick. He was so sweet, trying to milk
me, but the many months of female hormones had made me unable to get
hard anymore.
I kissed him on the cheek and whispered in his ear, “Take me to bed
dear, I want you so bad I can’t wait any longer.”
Tyrone gave me a big grin and said, “Please excuse us folks.”
He took me by the hand and helped me out of the tub and into the house.
Once in the house, he dried my body with his towel and I reciprocated
with mine. He took me to my room and lay me on the bed after pulling
down the covers. I was so horny for him but just laid there like a
virgin on her wedding night.
Tyrone laid beside me on the bed and gently rolled me onto my side. He
lubricated my ass and gently slid his erection into me. It felt
wonderful! His hands held my tits as he gently moved in and out making
love to me. This was heaven for me, so unlike being raped by James. I
was having sex to please my boyfriend and not being used. The romance
of the situation combined with the physical stimulation quickly brought
me to an orgasm. As he continued pumping in and out of me, I knew I
would be sleeping in the wet spot again tonight. When he reached his
orgasm and shot inside of me, he kissed me on the neck and soon was
asleep still imbedded in me. His strong arms around me made it
impossible for me to move and I eventually drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I was awakened by Tyrone thrusting inside of me again.
He was insatiable. He brought me to orgasm and even as I shuddered with
delight, began thrusting harder and faster until he reached his own
climax. He then rolled me over and kissed me. He was so wonderful to
me. He led me to the bathroom and we took a shower together, with him
washing me and me washing him. Then we dried each other and we went
back to get dressed. He dressed fully and I just slipped into my
nightie and heels. We went out to the kitchen where I put on the coffee
and started breakfast while he got the morning paper and sat down to
read it.
James and Mary came into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. Mary
winked at me, patted me on the bottom and asked. “Did you have a good
time last night dear?”
I grinned and said, “Yes Mistress, it was delightful.”
She told me, “You’re such a tramp Carla.” and went to sit with James in
the dining room.
I set the table and served up their breakfast, then joined them at the
table.
During the meal Tyrone told James, “I’m going on a business trip to
Miami for a week or so,” He then asked, “Would it be alright with you
if I took Carla with me?”
James told him, “No, she has duties here, besides I don’t want her to
get involved with your business.”
My hopes had soared with Tyrone’s question and were suddenly dashed by
James’s answer. It would have been so nice to be with him for a week in
a strange city.
Tyrone asked James, “Any chance you’ll change your mind?”
James emphatically stated, “Not a chance, my decision is final.” When
James made up his mind, I knew it useless trying to change it.
When everyone was finished eating, I got up and cleared off the table
while they finished their coffee. I heard Tyrone ask James if we could
all go to the club again tonight.
James told him, “No, we were planning on a quiet night at home. Mary
has a big trial to get ready for staring on Monday.”
Tyrone then asked, “Would you mind if I took Carla out for some dancing
and a few drinks?”
James looked at him like a concerned father of a teenager and asked,
“Will you have her home by 2 O’clock?”
Tyrone answered< “Yes, if that is your wish, I will.”
Mary had noted my reaction when James had turned down the trip idea and
she interceded on my behalf by saying, “Oh James let her go out. She
needs some fun in her life too.”
James agreed saying, “Okay, but you have her home by 2.”
Tyrone pledged that he would and then told me, “Wear something nice
dear, I have some business to tend to, but I’ll pick you up at 8:00
this evening.”
I was beaming as I responded, “Yes Sir, I will look pretty for you.”
He kissed me and left the house. I ran to the window and watched him
drive off. This would be my first real date without James and Mary
along. I was so excited I thought I would burst.
The rest of the day passed slowly, as I cleaned up the kitchen, did a
few household chores and prepared supper. After we finished eating
supper, I cleaned up the kitchen and hurried to prepare myself. I gave
myself two enemas to make sure I was fresh for my boyfriend, took
another shower, shaved my body very closely, applied my makeup and
fixed my hair. Mary came in and handed me a new outfit to wear.
She said, “I was saving this for a special occasion, and I guess this
qualifies.”
I thanked her profusely and then told her, “That was so nice of you
Mistress, I know you still love me.”
She smiled at me and said, “Of course I do dear, but just not as a
stud.”
I understood what she meant, I was now her girlfriend and James was her
lover. She helped me get dressed and even let me use some of her
perfume.
She gave me her approval by saying, “You look beautiful my dear sissy.”
She kissed me lightly on the cheek. I was happy, but still had thirty
minutes before my boyfriend showed up. I sat primly in the living room
to wait for him to arrive.
Chapter 12
The doorbell rang promptly at 8PM and I went to answer the door. Tyrone
had changed into a black suit, white shirt and tie. He looked elegant!
I grabbed my purse and my coat and kissed him.
He asked, “Ready to go babe?”
I replied, “Yes Sir.”
He said goodbye to James and Mary, then led me to his car. While he
drove us to the club, he was telling me how lovely I looked tonight,
how happy I made him and other things to turn a girl’s head. Had he
parked the car then, I would have gladly given myself to him in any way
he desired. We arrived at the club and He escorted me inside. Once
again the doorman waved us inside and we sat in our reserved booth next
to the dance floor. For the next two hours, we danced, had drinks and
chatted like the lovers we were.
Then, to interrupt our fun Tyrone’s beeper went off. He looked at the
number and called it on his cell phone. He talked very guardedly for a
minute or so and told me, “I have to go outside for a few minutes, I’ll
be right back. Why don’t you go powder your nose while I’m gone?”
He got up and walked out the door. I went to the lady’s room, glad for
the chance to relieve myself. After sitting in a stall to empty my
bladder, I went to the mirror to freshen up my makeup. Just as I was
finishing that task, Lisa walked into the room with three of her lady
friends. She walked right up to me, reached under my skirt and grabbed
me by my balls.
“Hello you sissy bitch, nice to see you again.” she snarled.
I was trapped and shocked, I had no idea that ladies were so mean. I
remembered how Mary had reasoned with her the last time and weakly told
Lisa, “Tyrone is my date tonight and he won’t like you being mean to
me.”
She just laughed at me. This amazed me, the last time the mention of
Tyrone’s name had worked wonders on her. She used her grip on my balls
to pull me down to my knees on the cold tile floor.
She informed me, “Tyrone is busy, on our way into the club, I saw the
cops handcuffing him. He’s probably on his way to jail by now.”
I couldn’t believe it, he always seemed so cool and composed. He
couldn’t be a criminal.
Two of her friends grabbed my arms to hold me in place. Lisa tore open
my blouse exposing y new cleavage. She said, “I see you had a boob job
to try to compete with my tits. You still don’t have a pussy though.”
Lisa took her knife and cut my bra in several places and removed it.
She put her knife to the base of my penis and threatened, “I ought to
cut this pitiful thing off, you’re not a man anyway.”
I was so scared that I was crying and begging for mercy.
Lisa told her friends, “Stand the sissy bitch up and strip those
clothes off.”
The two gals holding my arms pulled me to my feet. They removed my
blouse, skirt and petticoats and threw them into a corner of the room.
I was left naked in the ladies room and fearing for my life. These four
big black women clearly hated me and I didn’t know any of them. Lisa
took her knife and cut one of my petticoats into strips of lace.
She handed the strips to her friends and told them, “Tie the sissy up,
both hands and feet.”
The two gals tied my hands behind my back, tied my ankles together and
then tied a strip as a blindfold around my eyes.
Lisa told them, “Lay the freak on the floor.” They did.
I was laying naked and helpless on the cold tile floor. I felt someone
writing on my chest with something soft. Lisa squatted on my face,
pulled me to her crotch and told me, “Don’t spill a drop of my nectar,
or I’ll cut your balls off.” She ordered me, “Open your mouth bitch.”
Being helpless to resist, I obeyed her. Her warm piss flooded my mouth!
I swallowed as fast as I could to keep from drowning, thinking I would
surely die from this. I counted three other ladies who emptied their
bladders on me and I was covered in piss from my hair to my legs.
I recognized Lisa’s voice when she said, “We ought to dump this freak
in the men’s room and let those big bucks fuck it to death.” Then she
told one of her friends, “Go to Tyrone’s booth and get her coat, we’ll
take this thing home.”
A few minutes later, they stood me up wrapped my coat around my naked,
stinking body, removed my blindfold and hustled me out the back door of
the club. They laid me in the back of their van and drove me off
towards the address they’d found in my purse. They were laughing and
making fun of me while we rode towards my house.
It must have been around midnight when the coasted to a stop in front
of my house. They carried me to the front porch, removed my coat and
rang the doorbell. They quickly hurried back to their van and drove off
when the porch light came on. James came to the door and saw me lying
there, naked and bound hand and foot. He picked me up, carried me
inside and stood me up.
He said, “What happened to you? You smell like a shit house rat and
look like hell.”
I was sobbing and couldn’t answer him.
Mary came into the hall and asked, “What the hell did you get yourself
into you slut? What happened to your clothes?”
I tried to answer her, but was crying so hard from the humiliation of
the horrible ordeal I had been through that I couldn’t reply.
James read the writing on my chest, then said, “If you can drink their
piss, you can drink mine you tramp.” He forced me to my knees and
shoved his cock into my mouth.
Mary pleaded with him, “Please honey, I think Carla has been through
enough for one night.”
James snapped back, “Bullshit, after all the trouble I went through to
make her worth fucking, she goes off and winds up like a well used
whore.”
His pungent urine filled my mouth and again I was forced to swallow a
load of piss. Mary came to my rescue. She and untied my hands and legs.
She hustled me into the bathroom, where I read backwards in the mirror,
“Piss drinking slut.” she put me in the shower and turned it on full
blast. I had to scrub like mad to get the lipstick writing of my chest.
When I was cleaned off, she dried my hair and asked me to tell her what
happened to me.
I told her I couldn’t talk about it, but she pulled my head to her
breasts and said, “Go ahead dear, it will help you to tell me.”
She held me tightly as I told her everything that I had been through
since leaving the house. She helped me into a clean nightie, took me to
my room and tucked me into bed. I heard her talking softly to James as
I cried myself to sleep.
The next morning, I felt much better. I got up, fixed my makeup,
brushed my hair and went to start the coffee. When James came to get
his coffee, he told me, “It’s partly my fault Carla, I shouldn’t have
let you go out without me being there. You are my property and I should
have taken better care of you.” While he and Mary ate their breakfast,
he told her, “I know Carla needs to be with men besides me, but from
now on they can come here and use her.” He laughed and added, “Who
knows I might even be able to make a few bucks from her slutty ass.”
I sat alone in the kitchen listening and knew that I was doomed to be a
gay whore for whoever he brought home. My boyfriend and lover was going
to prison for many years and I was trapped here.
