Under the Influence

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains elements of non-consent/reluctance, blackmail, prostitution, and more. Do not read this if you are uncomfortable.

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DING

Damn, another notification! I've gotten too many today to count! I guess it shouldn't be a surprise though....

DING

I check Instagram and see 5 more "heart eye emojis" under my latest post. As a fitness influencer I should be excited, but this just doesn't feel right.... My old content never got a fraction of this interaction, but that's because I hadn't taken off my shirt yet.....

I tried to start my influencer "career" as a personal trainer but soon found shirtless pics get way more likes. To my discomfort though, with this surge in engagement came a new follower demographic: gay men. Now I have nothing against homosexuals, but as a straight guy myself it's a little weird to see all these dudes thirsting over me.

DING

This time it's a drooling emoji to a video of me bench pressing. A strange shiver shoots up my spine as I try to wrap my head around being desired by people I'm not attracted to. But even as weird as it all is, I have to admit the attention is nice, plus who can deny all these likes?? A dozen brands have reached out for sponsored content just this week! That's more than I got all last year! So yeah, it's not the ideal situation but I can't complain.

DING

DING

DING

DING

DING

One thing that does creep me out though is the messages I receive. You wouldn't believe the nasty things these guys send. And the dick pics, God! So many dick pics!! An endless stream the second I took off my shirt. There are a few guys who aren't too bad though--ones who pay for my workout plans or just aren't as gross. One follower in particular, GreyBear72, tells me every day I'm the most beautiful boy he's ever seen. He really gasses me up and I'd be lying if I said it doesn't get to my head.

DING

"Your pecs look perfect in that last post."

Speak of the devil, it's my reply guy. I click on GreyBear's profile and swipe through his pics again. There's a few of old ones of him in the military but most are recent at the gym. He's probably over 50 but clearly still works out, and with how big his arms are I wouldn't be surprised if he's on steroids. He's tall, looks tough, definitely not the kind of guy I'd clock as gay. Hell, he seems nice enough, and I'm trying to grow my personal brand, right? Why don't I finally respond?

"Thanks man!" I write back.

There, quick and simple, just enough to keep him interested. I've been watching videos on how to cultivate an audience and realize I need to be proactive, even if it's uncomfortable..... Another week of shirtless content and my strategy seems to be working a little too well. My comments and DMs are flooded.

"OMG you're so sexy!"

"I wanna touch you all over!"

"Jesus fucking Christ!"

It's weird to get all this attention from horny males but I simply can't ignore their engagement. Besides, it's not like I'm gay so who cares! I'm making money, that's all that matters. And what better way to boost my likes than to post my number one request: squats. My followers have been begging but I've held off, feeling like it's a step too far. I've seen other gym bros post "butt content" and now that's all they do. I refuse to pigeonhole myself into being a booty influencer, but fuck.... I know it'll send me into the stratosphere.

The video I ultimately decide on feels rather innocuous, just a self-recorded clip of me squatting in basketball shorts, but I never could've expected the response. Within minutes my phone feels like it's going to explode! The likes, comments, shares, follows and DMs won't stop! Emoji after emoji of hearts, tongues, peaches, and eggplants. I realize a popular gay account reposted me, and while that makes me cringe my follower count just hit 50K! Holy shit! Is this the power of the butt???? Out of the hundreds of messages I'm receiving, I notice one from my most devoted follower.

"That is undeniably the hottest video I've ever seen. I mean it. Your ass is literally perfect."

I blush pink and wonder whether or not I should reply. Am I going too far...? Ugh, but this guy's been here since the beginning, I can throw him a bone.

"Haha, thank you! Wasn't sure if you guys would like it or not!"

"We both know that's not true," GreyBear replies with a wink. "You know exactly what you're doing."

My face gets even redder and I quickly quit the app. I put my phone down for a few hours and am still buzzing when I check it later.

"Holy fuck....!"

It just doesn't stop! I've already gained another 5 thousand followers and my likes are through the fucking roof! Reading my DMs though, I start to feel queasy.

"I need to rail that big ass!"

"Let me spread those cheeks and pound you out!"

"I'm gonna send you home leaking!"

Jesus! I've never read anything this lewd, and all directed at me! Not to mention whatever they say to each other when they share the video. Thousands of men talking about my ass......

GULP. "What the fuck did I do...."

Something's telling me I should probably google myself. Strangely, the first thing that pops up is a thread on a gay men's forum. I see they have threads on hundreds of Instagram "models", discussing every inch of our bodies and what they'd do to us. Mine is particularly graphic.

"Did you see the little slut finally squatted today? He must really want it."

"Oh please, he's straight. He's just milking us for likes."

"I really don't give a shit. He can milk me all day!"

I go all the way back to the first page and see some of these guys have been tracking me since the start.

"His arms are so perfect, I can't wait til he takes his shirt off."

"Damn, he finally did it! Those pink nips are delicious!"

I notice one of the earliest forum followers is GreyBear72. Wow, he's really a fan. Unlike the others though, his comments err on the side of polite admiration and I actually find them kind of endearing. While other queens fight about whether or not I'm queer, he just quietly appreciates. Back on the most recent page, I see he's written something.

"That is undeniably the hottest video I've ever seen. His ass is literally perfect. I'd pay fucking anything to see what's underneath. Let's hope he posts another vid."

Huh...... Now that's something I haven't considered. I know a lot of fitness models sell "private content" on the side but that's never been my thing. I don't want to become a sex worker, I just want to lift and get paid. Well I guess squatting is lifting, right...? Maybe I'll just give them a tiiiny bit more of what they want. You know, to grow my brand.

DINGDINGDINGDINGDINGDINGDING

I post a video of me split-squatting before bed and when I wake up the reaction is even bigger. Thousands of likes, thousands of followers, and of course, thousands of men wanting to fuck me... Scrolling through my DMs, I decide I don't want to read this shit today. Well, maybe just one.....

"Fucking perfect."

I don't yet reply to GreyBear but he's made my tummy tingle. I promise I'm not gay, but something about this older gym bro finding my physique perfect feels like the ultimate compliment. It's gross that he's fixated on my ass, but who doesn't like attention? Speaking of, I should probably check on my forum. Good, I've got the usual suspects chatting. It feels weird to be fostering this raunchy discussion, but if it's gonna grow my brand.... My heart flutters when I see GreyBear's name.

"Best buns in the business, no doubt. Bet they're hairless too. I could spend all day eating that pink hole, then I'd spread him open and fuck him til he's mine."

Oh my God! I didn't expect that out of him, GreyBear's always been so civil! Clearly I've driven him into a feral state and the thought makes me shiver. Maybe it's his consistency, or frankly his desperation, but either way being desired by GreyBear just feels good.

Anxious and excited, I hop on Instagram and finally reply to him, "Thank you :)"

I know the smiley face is slutty but that's exactly how I feel. He instantly types back and butterflies fill my stomach.

"Of course, cutie. You know I think you're the most beautiful boy in the world."

Christ! I feel like I'm in high school texting my crush! My pale skin burns scarlet as I think of a response. I don't want to push this too far but it's all so titillating.

"I don't know about that but thank you again :) You're pretty buff yourself. You workout?"

I'm not sure why I opened up the conversation but soon we're chatting like two dudes. Well, except that he's slipping compliments and pet names into every message.

"Would be amazing to coach a sweet boy like you. I'd love to help you with your squats ;)"

We're now in full blown gay territory yet my fingers won't stop typing.

"Haha, yeah that'd be cool!"

We talk some more, mostly about my butt, then he pops the inevitable question:

"Think you could send me some 'private content' some time? I'd pay you well."

It takes me a moment to respond. "Uhhhh... I don't really do that...."

"Come onnnn, not even just a peek of that perfectly smooth peach ;)?"

I blush whenever he brings up the fact that I'm hairless. I haven't even confirmed this to him yet, but I guess it's obvious since I have light features and don't grow much body hair. That's something he and other guys comment on, my smooth, pale skin. I never thought it was particularly sexy but he makes it sound like a delicacy.

I still haven't replied when he adds, "think about it. One pic of that smooth, juicy ass and I'll CashApp you $1000."

To show he's serious, he sends me $20 right there. No one's ever sent shit to the account linked in my bio but this guy just bought dinner! Damn... This seems too good to be true...

"Wow! Thank you!" I reply, though truthfully I'm a little uneasy. "I'll have to think about it, talk to you later :)"

In the reflection of my black screen, I'm forced to consider why I replied to a request for ass pics with "thank you" and a smile. Why am I playing along with this perv?? He clearly wants one thing. But hnggg.... His undivided attention is so alluring. His devotion to me and only me....

After dinner I post another "butt video", as I now call them. The content works so well I can't stop, but I wonder if the attention is becoming intoxicating. To tell you the truth, I think about my ass all day now, focus on it when I lift, stare at in the mirror. I never used to care much for it but now it's my favorite "asset." Thick, soft, pale, smooth and creamy. I jiggle it a few times and watch my cheeks ripple.

When I turn around I'm rock hard, well, all four inches. My little dick has always been my biggest insecurity, especially when it's flaccid. Seeing hung men swing their hairy trunks around the gym locker room makes me nervous, and I change quickly so no one spies the pink gumdrop nestled in my neatly trimmed lawn.

"At least I have a nice ass...." I think to myself, then burn redder than ever.

GreyBear and I have gotten in the habit of messaging daily. He introduced himself as Steve and even sent a shirtless video in the mirror saying hi. The first thing I notice is how much better looking he is than his profile. Thick white hair and beard, piercing blue eyes, nice teeth. Steve admitted to using steroids and it shows! He's got cannonball shoulders, massive biceps, and traps like mountains. His solid pecs and abs are covered in a blanket of grey fur that reminds me of a silverback gorilla. I find myself replaying his video over and over:

"Hey, Brandon, it's me, Steve!" He smiles and waves. "Hope you and that cute butt are having a great day!" He winks at the camera then points it down and turns it off.

I watch that last part intently. Is he pointing it at his dick? And does he have a boner?? It's hard to tell, but it looks like there's a banana in his pants......

"So, boy, have you thought any more about my offer?"

Steve and I are messaging before bed, like usual. I tell him again I don't think I'm interested so he sends me a voice note:

"Just one pic of those smooth cheeks and I'll send you $1000. You know I'll do it, baby, it's no problem. Here, how about I send you $500 right now. I probably owe you anyways for all the loads I've spilled to your perfect body. Every fucking day, baby."

DING

HOLY SHIT!! He actually sent me $500! I can't believe it and listen to the message on repeat. His deep, gravelly voice is making me feel a way I can't comprehend....

I always knew men jerked off to me but now he's just confirmed it. And here I am making fresh content for them daily! What does that say about me?? Why do I condone this! As always though, I start to think about the money.... $1000 is $1000 and he just sent me half, no questions. Maybe I should just do it... What's one little butt pic anyways? Who cares!

Finally I get the courage to reply, "thank you so much, I don't really know what to say."

"Don't say anything, baby, just send me one pic and the rest is yours."

Ugghhhhhh... I really shouldn't do this. It's such a bad idea. But... You know what, fuck it. In a greed-fueled trance I find the exact photo I'm looking for, one I took earlier during a mirror photoshoot. I usually just get my back, but for some reason today I pulled down my pants and took a pic of my whole naked body. To tell you the truth, I've been zooming in on my jiggly muscle butt all day. I love how juicy and smooth it is, shouldn't someone else get to see it? And who better than my #1 fan, the man who's been begging and is willing to pay top dollar! I put the photo into our chat then send it with a 10 second expiration.

"No screenshots," I write after, but he's too busy looking. Once he's read my message he replays the photo, a feature I forgot to turn off, then takes a screenshot.

"Hey! What the fuck!"

"Get real, boy, you thought I'd pay $1000 for a disappearing pic?"

I'm fuming now, betrayed, confused, regretful as hell. This is the first time I haven't had the upper hand and of course it's when it actually matters! But when my phone pings a second later with the second half most of the stress washes away. $1000 in the bank and no skin off my back! Just a little jerk off material for a pervy old man, whatever. Now rent is paid and I can focus on making more content!

Before I drift off to sleep, Steve sends me one last DM. When I open his video, I'm confronted with an enormous erection.

"Jesus Christ!"

I look away in disgust but my curiosity eventually gets the best of me and I peer back to see Steve masturbating his pornstar dick. He's really working his meat and I know it's because of me. My heart starts to race and blood floods my loins. I'm terrified of our little secret but also so excited.

I can't take my eyes away and notice there's a screen under his cock. The camera focuses and I see it's my ass blown up on an iPad. It's not just my cheeks though, I'm now reminded. You can also see my whole horned up face as I turn to admire my own rump.

"NO! NOOO!!!"

I forgot to crop the pic! I'm so fucking stupid!! But it's hard to think right now with my eyes glued to his hairy cock.

"Gonna cum for you, boy," the same gravelly voice says. "Unhhh! Unnhhhh!!!"

He speeds up then spasms, blasting dozens of ropes of thick, white jizz all over my digital body. Once he's done he zooms in on my pixelated ass.

"All for you, baby boy," he says, then lifts the camera up to the mirror, winks, and whips his dangling meat back and forth.

The video restarts and I watch again as Steve masturbates to my soft cheeks, then grins and slaps his dick. I can't stop staring at his long shaft, how it hangs halfway down his thigh. Mine is so puny by comparison and I feel deeply inferior.

"All for you, baby boy."

"All for you, baby boy."

It loops until I fall asleep. When I wake up I have a message from Steve.

"Morning, baby. Can't stop jerking off to that pic. Why don't you send me another."

I know I could make $1000 but am just not in the mood right now. I already feel weird about last night and want to forget about all this. When I don't reply, he messages an hour later:

"Send me a pic, baby, come on."

I think about not responding but ultimately say, "Hey man, that was just a one time thing. I'm grateful you like my content but I think we should keep it to that."

I'm sad to have lost my new friend but really need him off my back. He's starting to get clingy and weird. A minute later I receive a voice note:

"Baby, I don't think you understand. I'm not asking you to send me a pic of your ass, I'm telling you. Now unless you want me to spread your butt shot far and wide, I suggest you pull your pants down and get snapping."

My life flashes before my eyes as the message replays. Fuck! I've officially gotten myself into the exact situation I've been trying to avoid! If only I wasn't so greedy!

He messages a minute later, "I'm serious, boy. I'm jerking off right now and want to see your ass. Take a pic now or this goes online."

Fuuuuuuck! I don't know what to do! I've seen this happen to so many other Instagram boys, their nudes posted on the exact forum I've been trolling, visible with a simple google search! In a panic I check if he's already done it, but fortunately he hasn't. There is a message though:

"You guys won't believe it but I've been jerking off to this stud's naked ass all night."

There are many incredulous replies, but one respected poster says it's actually quite likely because, "GreyBear can snag anyone."

Most guys are begging him to share but Steve says he doesn't show and tell, "unless he has to." While I'm reading this, Steve sends me a screenshot of a draft post with my nude. He's ready to pull the trigger if I don't take a pic, so I scramble to the mirror, turn around and snap one. It's not until after pressing send though that I realize just how incriminating it is.... You can see my whole flushed face as I show off my cakes for what is obviously another party. This type of pic isn't for tracking gains, it's a straight up ass shot and Steve now has it.

"There we go, that wasn't so hard," he says in a voice note.

I don't reply and try to go about my day but it's impossible with the blackmail looming. I pray this will just end soon, but a few hours later Steve sends another voice note.

"Send me your number, boy." When I listen but don't reply, he barks "now!"

He sounds so aggressive, I give it to him in cowering submission. A second later my phone is ringing. I really don't want to pick up.....

"Hey, baby." He's calmed down and is smooth and seductive.

"S-Steve...! I don't know what you want with me b-but-"

"Butt," he cuts in. "That's exactly what I want. Your sweet little butt."

We're both quiet but Steve begins moaning.

"I'm jerking off to your perfect peach right now, baby. Thinking about what's in between those soft cheeks. How about you show me, huh? Show me that tight pink hole."

My heart is in my throat and I can't speak.

"You heard me, baby, get back to that mirror and pull one of those buns to the side."

I'm on autopilot as I return to the bathroom to fulfill his request. I don't think I've ever even seen my own asshole and it's bizarre to expose it in the mirror. I barely have any hair on my crack so my pink button is fairly visible once my cheeks are pulled apart. I throw a prayer to God then send Steve a picture of my arched back and spread ass.

"Oh baby.... Oh my fucking God....." Steve grunts and groans until he finishes with a roar. "Unh! Fuck! Hoo.... Talk to you later, honey."

What did I just do??? When he hangs up I re-examine the pic and of course you can see half my face! Confused by my own desires, I zoom in and stare at the pink dot glowing between my pale white buttcheeks. It's so.... Pretty.... And my pose is so feminine...! Dammit! You can even see my bitty balls! I'm totally fucked if this gets out!

At midnight I get a FaceTime from Steve. I don't want to fucking answer but know there's no choice.

"Hey, baby."

Steve's selfie cam is angled up at his bearded face and I can see his silver chest hair poking out of his polo. Behind him is a painting so I assume he's on his couch.

"Aren't you going to say hi?"

I'm naked under the covers with just my face shining in the phone light.

"H-hi Steve....."

"First things first, no more of that 'Steve' shit. My baby boy is gonna call me Daddy unless he wants me to post his pretty pink all over the web. I know a certain group of guys who are just dying to see you naked."

"No! Please!"

"Please what...."

"Please...." GULP "D-Daddy...."

My stomach sinks as I say the word but my cock seems to be rising.

"That's it, that's how I like to be called. Now how about you turn on the light, boy, I want you to give me a show."

He has too much kompromat, I have to obey. Like a sexbot I get out of bed.

"There's my beautiful baby." I blush. "Now put your phone up on the desk and let me see your body."

As a fitness model I'm highly skilled at camera angles, so unfortunately I know exactly what he wants. I lean my camera up on a book and step back, showing him my entire nude physique.

"Move your hands away. Let me see that little thing." I do and he chuckles. "Just fucking perfect. I knew a boy with an ass like that had to have a tiny dick!"

I cringe and try to cover up but he tells me to turn around.

"That's it, shake your little tush for me. Let Daddy see that bubble butt."

I arch and sway, letting him soak in my muscled back, pinched waist, thick thighs and round ass. I look back at him with a bright red face, unsure why I'm going through with all this. My dick starts to lift and I pray he doesn't make me turn around. Instead he tells me to spread....

"I need to see that pink hole again. I'm fucking obsessed with it."

My heart is pounding as I pull my juicy cheeks apart for my new Daddy.

"Fuck yeah, baby, that's it. Now back up towards the camera." I turn to stare at my own asshole as I step back. "Closer, baby, until your little cunt fills the screen."

Tears fall when he calls it my cunt--this is just too much! I'm showing off my most private parts to some random guy on the internet. What the actual fuck!!!!

"Oh fuckkkk, there's that little pussy. I can't wait to fuckin' own it."

Each time he says "pussy" my dick grows until it's painfully hard. I'm still crying, confused as to why I feel this way and how I've sunk this low.

"You're gonna need to shave that hole for me tomorrow, okay baby? Bitches don't have hair." When I don't respond he barks, "did you hear me, boy! You need to shave your cunt. Turn around!"

I obey instantly then step back to face him.

"Oh, sweetie, you're hard as a diamond! You fucking love this shit, don't you? Showing off your pussy for Daddy. Now tell me you're gonna shave it for me."

I'm crying softly as I sputter out, "I-I'll shave for you, D-Daddy...."

"Shave what?"

I let out a quiet sob. "My p-pussy..... I'll shave my p-pussy for you, Daddy."

"That's a good boy. Now let's get you in a new position. Bring me to the bed, that's it, now lie back. Okay, you comfy? Head on a pillow?"

"Yes...."

"Good, now I want you to prop your phone up by your thighs."

I lay my phone sideways against a book and can see exactly where this is going...

"Now spread your legs for me, sweetheart. Pull 'em back so I can see that pussy."

I'm sniffling snot as I pull my thighs back like a girl in missionary. The angle I'm giving him is utterly obscene. He can see my teary face, pumped pecs, curled abs, milky thighs, and juicy cheeks. Most importantly though he has a front row seat to my candy pink hole. The shot is devastating; I've truly hit rock bottom. But wait.... What's that? A compliment?

"I've never seen a more perfect cunt."

My heart fills and I crack a pathetic smile.

"Awww, baby, don't cry. As long as you always listen to Daddy I'll never share those pics, I promise. But the second you don't..."

"NO! Nononono!"

"Haha, relax... Relax... Lay back down, spread your legs. There we go. Now I want you to bring your finger down to your hole and start touching it for me, okay? Have you ever done that, Brandon? Have you ever played with your pussy?"

"N-no...."

"Good, good... I'll walk you through your first time. I promise you're gonna love it. I can already see how much it turns you on to show your ass off and honestly I can't blame you. You know it's beautiful, baby, inside and out. I'm just gonna show you."

I hate to admit this but ever since I saw my hole last night I've been desperate to touch it. It's just so pink and inviting. I awkwardly reach my middle finger down to my twitching hole and press the wrinkled center. My insides throb.

"Unnnhhh...."

"Feels good, huh? Keep rubbing it, just like that."

Daddy puts his phone on the floor and now I can see he's naked below the waist, masturbating. The angle is so demeaning, like I'm kneeling between his beefy thighs.

"I'd love to have you right here, baby, naked between my legs. Would you like that?"

I want to say no but the more I think about it the better it sounds. To be humbled by this giant man, this Daddy, to lay my head on his lap as he admires my nude figure. I'd arch my back for him, show off my wide lats and well-sculpted glutes. I'd flex and writhe and display all my hard work....

"Daddy's gonna make you his little muscle bitch. You're gonna do what I say, when I say it. That's right, you're gonna be my little muscle cunt...."

He's tugging more furiously as he orders me to wet my finger.

"Push it in now. Right in your candy hole."

I never thought I'd be here, about to finger myself on FaceTime, but I need it more than ever! My loins have been boiling for this man for weeks. I'm not sure why but I know it's for him. My finger pushes through my tight pucker and I moan with sheer delight.

"Fuuuuuckkkkk.....!"

"Fuck yeah, baby! Finger your pussy. Finger your pussy for Daddy."

Blackmail or not I start working myself like a natural.

"OH!"

Goddamn! That must be my prostate! I've heard about this mysterious pleasure spot but didn't know if it actually existed. Turns out it's very real and feels VERY GOOD!

"Unh! Unh! Unh!"

"Jerk that little dick for me, boy, I wanna see you squirt. Come on, Daddy wants to see it. Come on."

"Unnnhhhh... Hhhnnggg!!!!"

"Cum for Daddy. Cum for Daddy!"

"HAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!"

My orgasm is transcendent. The result of hours, no weeks of build up! It began in the heart of my loins and slowly rose up my nuts. The tension came to a peak when I spread my legs, then my finger dug it right out of my g-spot. Now I'm contracting, more cum than I've ever produced blasting all over my abs. Well, maybe not blasting so much as dribbling and squirting. I've never been a big cummer, and even though this is "huge" for me it doesn't come close to Steve's fire hose loads. While catching my breath I watch him spray all over his grey shirt, staining it dark wet. It's incredible how much this old man can shoot and I have to wonder if anatomy decided our fates.

Daddy lets me go to bed but I can't sleep. I'm still hoping this has all just been a crazy dream, though he's assured me the whole nightmare was screen-recorded. Now there's nothing I can do, I'm well and truly fucked.

Even after cumming my dick won't go down and eventually my legs spread. Blood rushes, my thighs and groin stretch while I tug my little D. My other hand slips down and soon I'm experimenting with my hole again. Fuuckkk... This feels so good. I wet my finger and slip in.....

After three more prostate orgasms I can finally rest. When I wake up though my stress levels instantly rise upon seeing a text from "Daddy", which he made me change his name to.

"Ass shot, baby, first thing every morning."

He knows I read it since he also made me turn on receipts so I quickly take a pic in bed. It's a new angle, over the shoulder of my arched back and butt, and he responds with a heart and "good boy." My dick instantly hardens so I flip on my back to jerk off.

DING

"No jerking right now, boy. I want you at the gym."

How the fuck did he know?! I feel intense shame over how insatiable I've become. A few minutes later I'm still in bed when he texts:

"Are you on your way? Turn your location on right now."

What the fuck! This is entering a whole new territory! When I don't immediately comply he sends me a snippet of last night's recording.

"I-I'll shave for you, D-Daddy...."

"Shave what, baby?"

"My p-pussy...... I'll shave my p-pussy for you, Daddy."

Mortifying. Left with no choice, I turn on my location.

"Good boy. Now hop out of bed and get to the gym. I want you in your shortest shorts. You're doing legs."

It's hard to comprehend just how much control I've lost in the past few days. I'm now the slave of a man I've never even met, and with him armed with ultimate blackmail I just have to hope this ends soon.

"Good boy," Daddy texts me when he sees I'm on the road. "Send me a pic when you get there. I need to make sure your shorts are short enough."

I'm pretty sure they won't pass his test so I take a detour to the mall.

"Where are you going??" he texts, and I realize just how closely he's watching me.

"Just getting new shorts!" I frantically reply.

"Good boy." He tells me I need to be at my gym in less than an hour. "It's a 20 minute drive so you have time to shop."

Dammit! I shouldn't have tagged my location in so many Instagram posts. He already knows so much about my life and can really tighten the leash! To prove this, Steve makes me send him a photo in each pair of shorts, then chooses a tiny light blue pair with slits up the sides. I arrive at the gym humiliated, thighs busting out.

DING

"Here's your new routine."

Laid out in a pdf is a strict regimen that's sure to blast my ass. Steve says he'll send my workout every day so I no longer need to worry about it.

"You're my little muscle princess. My baby boy. Now turn on your camera and get to work."

Steve makes me send him videos so he can correct my form. He "encourages" me to use more daring angles, like close up from behind while I squat. Shirtless in my tiny shorts I look absolutely ridiculous, but I know my fans will love it.

"Go find a private area now, boy. Send me a video of you squatting naked."

I'm not sure where to go and start freaking out. Then I realize how quickly he's brainwashed me and freak out some more! My only thought is pleasing Steve as I run to the showers, strip, and take the video.

"Good boy. Now put it between your legs and squat down on it. I wanna see your pussy spread."

I do exactly what he asks and the result is positively pornographic. My creamy cheeks parting to reveal my pink hole as it lowers onto the camera.... I close my eyes and press send.

"Just perfect. Now go finish your workout."

Things move quickly and by the end of the week Daddy has full access to my Instagram account. He's running it how he pleases, posting the sluttiest content, thanking men for their comments on my muscled legs and glutes. I'm a total exhibitionist now, showing myself off in the tightest clothes and most compromising positions. My friends ask if everything's okay but I just tell them the money's too good. Little do they know the price I'm truly paying....

Every night I have to FaceTime Daddy while he jerks off. He's made me shave my whole body, shins included, and I feel like such a girl. The worst part is though the thongs he makes me wear.... Little pieces of neon fabric that sling straight up my crack. They serve the dual purpose of accentuating my buttcheeks while covering my little "clit," as he calls it.....

"I want you in the pink one today," he texts me in the morning. "Send a pic once it's on."

It's remarkable how thoroughly this man can control me without being under my roof. I still don't even know where he lives yet he knows everything about me and uses it to his advantage. Every picture, every video I send is more blackmail, utterly sealing my fate. When a strange package arrives later that day I know it can't be good.

"Oh my god..."

DING

"Do you like it?"

Jesus! He's been tracking the delivery! I don't even know how to respond. What would you say if a man sent you a BUTT PLUG???

RING RING RING

Fuck, he wants to FaceTime.

"H-Hello...."

"Hi, sweetheart. I think it's about time we start stretching out that little pussy. Get it ready for something bigger. Why don't you lie back on the bed now. We're gonna plug you up."

For the next 20 minutes, Steve teaches me how to stretch my pink hole until the medium-sized plug glides in.

"Oooooh!"

At first it hurts, but the longer it pushes against my prostate the better it feels. Soon I'm gyrating my hips, pushing the toy into my sensitive walls as I jerk myself off. The internal pressure is exquisite, I'm gonna burst!

"Aaahhhh!! AAAHHHH!!!!"

It's so goddamn intense, a full body orgasm all sourced from my boy button. I writhe and squirm as droplets shoot til I'm spent.

"Pull it out, baby, nice and slow. Alright, I'm off to bed, talk to you tomorrow."

Still panting, I whimper back, "good night, Daddy."

As humiliating as it is to stuff myself, I can't deny how incredible it feels. I try jerking off in the morning but am so empty. There's a yearning deep inside me only one thing can fill, so with great shame I reach over and lube up my new plug.

"Unnnhhhhhh...."

The slimy tip is breaking through, now the girthy center. It's hard to get past but once it settles deep it's sheer bliss. I'm lost jerking off to this newfound pleasure when I receive a FaceTime.

RING RING RING

Dammit! We were just texting so he knows I'm awake, but I need to get this plug out!

"OW!"

My ass is too tight, I can't do it in time! Paranoid and ashamed, I answer the call.

"What's wrong, baby? You look flustered."

When I can't spit out a response my Daddy questions if I was masturbating. I've been told not to do it without his permission but figured he'd never find out.

"Flip the camera, boy, now!"

I switch to the back cam and show him my smooth erection.

"Dammit, bitch, I told you not to do that unless I say so!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I babble, truly terrified of what he might do.

"Spread your legs, bitch, show me your cunt."

I've been trained to give him an angle that shows my face, body, hole, everything. I spread reflexively and reveal what I've been doing.

"Mmmmmmm.... All plugged up already, huh? Couldn't wait for your Daddy and just had to fill that cunt yourself?"

".... yes, Daddy..."

"Fuck baby....." I can tell I've really turned him on. "You can play with that pussy as much as you want, just don't touch that clit. Got it?"

White hot shame burns through my veins as he calls my cock a clit. But with my groin now totally smooth, my pink nub does sort of look like one....

"Yes, Daddy...."

"Good boy, now get ready for the gym. Uh, uh, no taking that out. It's staying right there while you bench."

I plead with Daddy but he doesn't care. Soon I'm dressed in the outfit he's picked, driving to the gym with a plugged hole. This routine continues for the rest of the week with my ass nearly always full. While running errands, he'll tell me to go to the bathroom and show him my thong and plug. I have to get fully naked in the stall, even my socks, and send him incriminating videos of me flexing and spreading.

By Thursday Daddy has me in a chokehold. Everything I do is already for him but he's prepared to take things even further. While chatting before bed, he tells me it's time we meet.

"What!"

I'm instantly sweating buckets. This never felt like part of the deal! I've just been praying this nightmare would eventually end but this will make it a reality!

"You seem nervous, boy. Aren't you excited to finally meet your Daddy?"

"...."

"Well, you'll be happy to know I only live two hours away in Philly. I've already bought you a train ticket."

Damn, so close this whole time!

"A cab will be there when you arrive to bring you to my house. I can't wait to finally get my hands on that big, juicy ass."

My dick is straining uncontrollably now.

"Get some rest, sweet boy, you'll need it for this weekend."

Before I can ask how long I'll be staying, my Daddy hangs up. It dawns on me that it's his decision whether I'll be there for an hour, a night, or til Sunday! I have no choice.

In the morning Daddy tells me to plug up then chooses my outfit, a pair of short khaki shorts and a tight white polo. The skimpy shorts make my booty pop and I'm afraid people can see my thong and plug. He sends me an Uber and before I know it I'm shaking on the train to Philadelphia. What the fuck is gonna happen to me.... Am I gonna get raped??

The bumpy ride pushes the buttplug so deep my dripping dick forms a wet spot. I glance down at my smooth, creamy thighs and cringe. I look like a total himbo, a little muscle faggot, ass and biceps busting out. And with my ass plugged up, who's to say I'm not!

DING

"Can't wait to see you, boy. How about you go to the bathroom and give me a little preview."

My cheeks jiggle as I walk down the aisle, hand over my crotch to hide my boner. I lock the sliding door then strip down for my Daddy. In the mirror, I see my bright blue thong riding up my bubble crack, plug nestled underneath. I put my phone on the counter and press record, then begin twirling and flexing. I bend over and spread my cheeks, turn back to the camera and say, "I'm Daddy's little bitch," just like he asks. After saying it so often I'm truly starting to believe it, and why wouldn't I? I'm naked in a train bathroom with a dildo up my ass filming a video for this man! Of course I'm his bitch!

"Good bitch. See you soon."

GULP

A taxi is waiting for me when I arrive in Philly. Nothing seems real as I stare out the window in the back seat. This can't possibly be happening, I know I'll wake up soon. We enter a posh suburb and pull up to a moderately sized home. I try to tip the driver but he assures me it's all been paid for then speeds away. Standing on the stoop, I ponder whether or not I should run, but before I can decide the front door opens.

"Oh baby..... I can't believe you're really here...."

The man who's been pulling my strings grabs me into a bear hug and closes the door.

"My little boy.... My little bitch...."

I've heard him like this before, when he's ferally horny. It's scary but also strangely flattering to know I'm the object of his rabid affection.

"You're so fucking sexy...." he growls while rubbing me all over.

I knew Steve was a big guy but never expected to be this overpowered! I'm 6 foot 210 lbs but he has at least 5 inches and 50 lbs on me! His arms are bigger, shoulders wider, grip so tight I can't fucking move. All I can do is bury my face in his chest hair, which is exposed in his crisp white button down. Paired with his dark blue slacks, he looks like an absolute Man.

"So beautiful.... So fucking perfect...."

He's stripped my clothes off and is pawing my ass, snapping my thong, pressing the plug deeper.

"Unnnnhhh...."

It's so strange to be held naked by this large, suited man. His dress pants and shirt are electric against my smooth skin, as is his white beard when he leans down for my first kiss with a boy--no, Man.

"My property.... My fucking property....."

He's squeezing my buns hard, sticking his tongue down my throat. My ass is spanked a few times then I'm picked up like a bride and carried into what looks like the living room. As a muscular straight guy I've never felt remotely this feminine and my brain is having trouble processing it. Since my body won't properly function I'll just have to accept my man's guidance. He sits down on the couch and cradles me while we make out. I like to think I'm not kissing back but at this point it's hard to tell.

"Let's get you on your knees, boy. That's it, right there." I shuffle down and gaze up at the man who now owns me. "Mmmmmm... Look at you down there. You know how long I've been waiting for this? To make you my little bitch?"

Again I get that sick gratitude whenever he compliments me. But as he begins to unzip his pants it's all replaced by fear. His massive dick, the one I'm already so well acquainted with, whips out and points straight at my face. His ankles are locked behind me so there's nowhere to go but down.

"You know, you're not the first Insta boy I've done this to," he laughs. "But I will say, you're the only one who's liked it! Look at you, plugged up in a thong on your knees and you couldn't be harder! Ha, you're definitely the only one who's needed it this bad!"

I want to tell him he's wrong, that I'm not a fag, but I'm no longer sure that's true. As Daddy lowers my head onto his crotch, I begin to understand this is where I'm meant to be.

"Fuuuuuckkkkk.... Just the tip, that's it. Suckle on the head for now. We've got all the time in the world to get you trained up."

If I was unsure before, it's now obvious this won't be our last encounter. I think deep down I knew that, but hearing him confirm it is terrifying.

"You feel all that extra skin? Your Daddy's a real Man with a real uncut dick. Nothing like your little pink nub, is it?"

He makes me look up and murmur, "mmmnooo Daddy..." through his penis.

"Nope, yours stays tucked away in a pair of panties, never to be touched. Back those knees up, baby, I wanna see you arch."

I get on all fours and show off for my Daddy. I'm actually quite flexible from yoga and it's humiliating how seductively my spine curves. I'm sure Daddy has a great view of my perked up ass in the mirror behind me.

SMACK

He smacks my right cheek, then my left. My thong is pulled up and the plug wedgies in.

"Mmmmmm...!"

As he leans forward his cock is forced deeper and soon the tip enters my throat. I'm choking now but Daddy is tapping the plug and won't let me off.

"AACCCKKKK!!"

My gag reflex spasms, drool pours, then he finally lets me breathe.

"HUUUUHHHH!!"

"That's a good bitch. There we go."

He smears the saliva and slaps my wet cheeks before launching me back down. My throat is taking non-stop abuse, my ass spanked over and over. I'm exhausted and afraid but he just keeps going!

"Keep arching, bitch!"

SMACK

I fix my position and look in the mirror to the left. Jesus Christ, there's no question I'm now officially a bitch. My mouth is full of cock while my bright pink cheeks point to the sky. I look fucking pathetic, but also SO goddamn hot! Like a gay pornstar, born to be fucked. The whole thing is exciting and erotic and soon my dick is throbbing. My prostate pulses each time he pokes my throat and I spread my simmering groin wider. I'm really getting into it now, slobbering all over him, but when I look up-

"MNNNOOOO!!!"

He's pointing his phone right at me! I try desperately to pull away but he easily holds me down. Restrained and exhausted, I stay on all fours while I'm filmed getting facefucked.

"It's the bitch's first time but he already takes it like a pro. Fucking natural cocksucker." Daddy tilts my chin and makes me face the camera. "What are you, bitch?"

When I don't answer he slaps me then asks again.

"I-I'm a mmmcockkkshuckerr..."

"Whose!"

"Mmmmdaddy's!"

"That's exactly what you are now, a cocksucker, and I need you to remember that. You're no longer the same boy you were a few minutes ago. You're officially my bitch."

Cocksucker. Cocksucker. It's an insult, something to avoid being at all costs! Billions of men have died without ever touching one, yet here I am at 24, staring down the thick barrel of a lifetime of deepthroating! Daddy continues to film his new "cocksucker," making me say embarrassing things like, "I love dick in my mouth," and, "I'm Daddy's bitch for life," further branding me a faggot. He eventually puts his phone down then starts playing with my plug. He's jiggling it around, telling me it's his pussy, pulling it out slowly to the thickest point.

"Mmmmm!"

"Ha, you think that's big? Just wait'll you feel my whole dick inside you. By the end of the weekend you'll be so loose this'll just slip right in!"

PLOP

He pulls the whole thing out and I groan with relief.

"Don't worry, honey, I'll replace that with something even bigger soon."

He pulls me to my feet and nudges me towards a carpeted staircase. It's so strange to walk around in just my thong while he's dressed, but what can I do?

"Are you ready for me to pop your cherry?" he asks as we walk up the stairs.

I turn back and am blinded by the flash. I try to hide my face but he asks again, even louder.

"Yes, yes...!" I respond meekly.

"Good pussy. Now get on the bed on all fours. I wanna see your pussy pop."

SPANK

I scamper into the Master bedroom and dive onto the bed. As I carefully position my body for his grand entrance, I wonder why I haven't tried at all to fight back. Tonight was my chance to confront my blackmailer, that's what a real man would've done! Sure he's bigger but at least I could've tried! Instead I just got on my knees and sucked him off like a good bitch. And now I'm waiting on his bed so he can split me open and bust inside! What the fuck is wrong with me!

I look in one of the many well-placed mirrors and again see my catlike arch. It's such a delicious dichotomy, my muscular figure in a traditionally feminine pose. As my dick hardens in my thong, I can't help but think this is exactly where I belong.... Daddy comes in a second later and begins filming me like his sex slave. He lifts my chin and points the camera at my face.

"Prettiest piece of property I've ever owned."

He pushes his thumb in my mouth and I instinctively suck it. When he pulls out, Daddy goes to the other side of the bed to inspect my popped ass. He tells me to spread wider and moves aside the panty string so he can see everything.

"So pink... So sweet...."

He sounds ravenous as he starts kissing my round cheeks all over.

"Ooooo...."

After weeks of playing with my own hole it's divine to have someone else do it. His furry beard is delectable against my smooth skin and when he travels towards my crack I squeal.

"Unh! UNH!"

He's planting sloppy kisses straight on my button and it's feels fucking AMAZING! Getting my small dick sucked has always made me uncomfortable but this is unbelievable!! Before I know it I'm pushing back against his face and spreading wider. Seeing the lewd act in the mirror makes me hornier than I thought possible and now I'm bucking like crazy! Anything for another scratch, another lick.

"I think you're ready," he tells me while snapping open a bottle of lube. He spreads the greasy liquid around my hole then pushes his cock head against it. "I can tell your pussy's hungry. She's been waiting her whole life for a Man to take her and now she's finally gonna get it."

He's pressing his slimy helmet against my tight hole, slowly breaking it open. Finally the big head pops through and I feel myself split.

"Ughhh!!! FUCK!"

I try to scramble forwards but he grabs me by my hips.

"Don't you EVER pull away from me!" He removes his tip and tells me to arch. "Let's do this again, pussy. I need it perfect for the camera."

From the mirror in front I can see his bear body looming over mine, camera down, flash on. His shirt is fully unbuttoned and our contrast is so stark. Him: a hairy, tanned, active Daddy; me: a smooth, pale, passive boy. We're both muscular but it's clear he's the Alpha. Once the shot is perfect, my owner's big tip slowly reenters my hole.

"Ooooooo....."

The realization that a dick is officially in my ass hits me like a ton of bricks. The blowjob was bad enough but this is the nail in the coffin. There's no coming back. Daddy moves his hips forward and his girthy shaft begins to impale me. I grit my teeth and moan in pain but he just tells me to relax and let it happen.

"Push out, baby, keep it nice and loose. We're gonna open you right up."

Daddy sets the phone up on a pillow in front so he can record my reaction to being deflowered. You can't see his face, but mine is front and center as a mysterious man breaks me open from behind. Every squirm, every groan and whimper is captured in HD for him to disseminate should I ever disobey.

"Aaaahhh, there we go... All the way in....."

It takes a while but eventually he settles balls deep. I'm so fucking full I can't breathe! It's all so overwhelming, to be stuffed with an 8 inch object, but my insides are on FIRE! His hot poker is pressing right on my prostate and my cock won't stop dripping.

"Uuuunnnnhhhh....."

My sensitive tip rubs against the silky thong as Daddy pulls out and pushes back in.

SHLICK

"You feel all that meat inside you?"

Of course I do! It's hitting every nerve and I feel like I'm gonna piss and cum at the same time! Daddy leans forward and rests his warm torso on my back. He wraps his biceps under my armpits then drives in and out.

"Unh! OH!"

Yes it hurts, but it's so fucking GOOD! He humps me again and again until he finds a comfortable rhythm. His cock is so hard and wet, gliding into my gaping hole with no resistance. I'm now officially being plowed and each ball clap sends me deeper into submission. My chest is on the bed, Daddy's body on top completely dominating me. He humps faster until I'm crying in pain and pleasure.

"On your back!" he barks after roughly pulling out.

I whimper while crawling towards the pillows then roll over on command. Daddy's pupils dilate as he shimmies between my legs then throws them over his shoulders like a girl's. His dick slides straight home.

"Fuuhuuuuckkk!"

Doggy style felt good but missionary is mind boggling!!! He's jammed right into my boy button, stimulating every spot as he punches into my pussy. I can feel my jizz rising, fluids flowing from my balls through my taint.

"Hunnnhh!! Oohhh!!!"

"Ha, bitches always love missionary. You really are a pussy." The camera's back out and the flash is bright. "Come on, tell me what you are!"

"I'm a pussy! I'm a pussy!" I yelp. The words just fly out. And with beefy arms splayed, feet bouncing on my Daddy's muscular ass, I absolutely believe it!

"Don't stop, bitch! I wanna hear you say it!"

"I'm a pussy! UH! I'm a pussy, Daddy! Ooohh! FUCK! I'm a fucking PUSSY!"

My insides are squeezing like crazy and it feels like I'm gonna burst! Daddy's speeding up, coring me out until I'm screaming at the top of my lungs!!

"I'M A PUSSY! I'M A PUSSY, DADDY! OH MY GOD!! OH MY FUCK!! UNH! UNHHH! I'M A... PUUSSSYYYYY!!!!"

Unlike my orgasms with the plug, this one shoots out hands-free. All it takes is Daddy's mancock to make me cum all over myself. I feel my panties flood with boycream as my prostate spasms indefinitely.

"AHHHH!!! NNYAAAAAHHH!!!"

My thighs clamp around Daddy's broad back, pulling him deeper inside me. I'm shaking uncontrollably, riding a bigger pleasure wave than I thought possible. It's hard to see with the flash in my face but I can hear Daddy roaring above me. I almost have to laugh that we achieved mutual orgasms, something I've never accomplished with a girl. My prowess has always been lacking, but maybe I've just been in the wrong position....

He doesn't pull out for long time, opting to marinate in my boywomb. He won't stop kissing me and even though I don't want to I kiss back. When he finally slips out I hear the most humiliating squelch, followed by a series of gaping wet farts. Daddy tells me to hold my legs up then continues recording.

"Look at this freshly fucked bitch. My baby's no longer a virgin. Tell Daddy what you are."

The post-nut clarity is brutal but I manage to muster, "I'm a pussy...."

"Let's see the proof..." He brings the flash down my pecs and six-pack to my cum-stained thong. "I'll be honest, I've never seen a boy cum hands-free like that the first time. You really were born to take dick, weren't you?"

"Yes, Daddy...." I sniffle. "I was born to take dick....."

Daddy pulls open my panties to document the evidence. With my baby-smooth groin covered in cum, the only conclusion I can reach is that I liked it.

"Now let's see my handiwork..."

He pulls the panty string aside and films my blown out hole.

"Fuuuuckkk, baby, feel your lips. Daddy gave you a real pussy."

He brings my hand down and makes me touch my puffy, battered hole. It's nothing like the tight ring from this morning and I'm scared it'll never go back! I want to run but Daddy is pushing a finger into my tender ass. He digs around to my discomfort then brings it out wet and shiny.

"Taste it, baby. Taste Daddy's seed."

I've never been more debased. After repeating this a few times, he cups his hand under my hole.

"Push it out now, sweetheart, let me see that load."

With the greatest shame imaginable, I push until his slimy jizz squirts out.

"That's it, baby, so fuckin' hot. Now let me feed you your protein. Daddy's gotta keep his muscle cunt fed."

I disassociate as the bitter cum slides down my throat. The puddle is enormous compared to mine but Daddy assures me there's enough for a whole meal. On the next push an even larger load queefs out, all milky and virile. I swallow this one too, then another before his homemade dinner is done.

"Now lick my hand clean. Mmm... That's a good pussy."

***

Prologue - One year later

If you want to pretend our story had a fairytale ending, I suggest you stop reading now. What really happened is far less savory....

***

"Pussy, get in the closet! You have a date in five minutes!"

That's what he calls me now, pussy. No longer boy, and not even bitch, just pussy, the word that perfectly encapsulates my new life. Ever since that fateful weekend I've been living here at Daddy's. He never let me go home after turning me out, said he'd post my "cherry popping" online and ruin my life. Of course I believed him, thus began my new life as his personal whore.

The "date" Daddy's talking about is a webcam session with a "client." That's what I do now, whore myself out so we can make a living. I go under the name "muscle pussy boy", and even though my face is hidden I've amassed quite the dedicated following. They're all into the same thing, muscle cunts with locked up clits, and I'm one of the best in the business.

Daddy put me in chastity that weekend and has barely taken me out since. My locked package stays tucked away in my thong while I impale myself with various toys online. The men in the live chat rooms laugh about how often my owner must fuck me, because my hole has loosened considerably. They're right of course, he fucks me all the time, along with a few select "clients" who he invites over for special visits. They pay top dollar to pound their favorite cam slut and Daddy only sees green.

I know this sounds crazy, but I don't completely hate my new life.... With Daddy's firm guidance, I've actually come to understand it's what's best for me. I was never smart enough for a "real" job, and let's face it, I was already whoring myself out on Instagram, I just wasn't naked! Now I'm making more money than ever and giving it all to Daddy so he can set us up with a comfortable future.

He also gives me the most insane orgasms imaginable, although they aren't like the ones I used to have. Since I'm locked up now, I can only really have "pussygasms", where my insides spasm and a few drops dribble out. They feel so good and girly, and since I never fully release I'm always horny! All Daddy has to do is rub my hole and I'm on my back with my legs spread.

I trust him with my life, mainly because I have to. He's my best friend, my owner, my pimp, and yes, even my husband. We haven't told anyone yet but Daddy put a ring on my finger after only a month. He said it will make our finances less complicated, and since I never learned much about that I have to believe him.

Daddy hasn't just taught me to accept myself though, he's also taught my family. He made me come out when he introduced himself at Thanksgiving, and though my parents were shocked to see me taken in hand by a man twice my age, Daddy says we don't need to explain our love to anybody.

"Get in there, pussy, you're live in three!"

"One sec-"

"Don't you tell me what to do!"

He tells me I've earned a spanking after the session for talking back, so now I have that to look forward to.... Daddy's an intense man and thinks bitches need to be kept on tight leashes. If I ever cross him, even slightly, I'm brought promptly over his knee for discipline. Taking his spankings never gets easier so I try my hardest not to fuck up. He's such a perfectionist though, and with his military background expects total submission. He actually told me that's where this all started.

"I love taking a soft little cadet, one you know is a pussy at heart, and turning him right out. Once he's mine, I make him lift and watch him grow. See his body change just for me."

He tells me he's always been drawn to boys like me, ones with tiny dicks and big, round asses.

"Those are the ones God made to be spread and bred. To serve Men and take dick, just like you."

Daddy says I have to respect not only his authority, but every Man who enters our home. He likes to invite his workout buddies over so the whole gang can go to town on me. Like Daddy, many of these guys were once married to women, and some even still are! But that doesn't stop them. These steroid boys want to see a locked muscle jock take dick til he cries, and that's exactly what they get! (Author's note: in my experience, men who take steroids are disproportionately attracted to sissies, femboys, trans girls, etc.)

But don't think it's all just sex. We go on dates sometimes too, like last week when Daddy took me to the movies. I don't really remember what we saw though... We sat in the back and he didn't let my head off his lap.

"I swear to God, pussy, if you're not in that closet in the next minute I'm gonna take off my belt!"

I know he's not lying so I scurry in and close the door. I hear it lock from the outside, then I open my laptop and get ready to perform.