Breaking a Bitch In - Pt. 03

I'm about to finish "freshening up" but my wig is definitely not cooperating. Its a cheap party wig and it looks it. Oh hell it will have to do. I splash on some mango scented body spray from Victoria's Secret. I pucker up my lips in the mirror. The lipstick is my only makeup now. I need to be sure my lips look ready and eager to suck some more cock. Yeah, my naturally thick pouty lips painted bright red definitely look worth being skull fucked. My hand trembles as I am about to open the bathroom door. I stop and eavesdropped on Bob and Stan's discussion of "rules and boundaries".

I hear Bob " She's a freak and somehow a cherry ass freak! Literally"

both of them chuckled.

Stan says "Not for long."

More laughter.

My clitty stirs in my red lace panties. Am I honestly here totally turned on and craving to be used by these two perverted old degenerates?

Fuck yes, I am

and Im going to serve as the nastiest ball draining, cum dumpster, ever. They will remember having their cocks worshipped, their balls emptied and treated like most men can only dream of,. And I will happily indulge their need for release and fulfill their twisted fantasies while living out my own lifelong secret fantasy of serving as a submissive whore,

I step out ....

Both of their heads turn to greet me.

"Would you like a drink? Stan brought some beers."

"I'll stick to coke." I look back over my shoulder at Bob as I bend over and grab one out of the mini fridge. "Speaking of coke did either of you boys bring any?"

"No but I've got poppers" Stan volunteered eagerly.

I had never used them before and I didn't want to try them until I was 100% sure everything was going to be pure filthy fun and nothing too scary.

"What's in the duffle bag?" I ask as I sit next to Bob on the bed.

"Every girl's dream. If that girl is a kinky sort of lady." Bob winks "You having fun Princess?"

I giggle "You can say that."

Stan busts out "I wanna have fun. I'm so horny I can cum 3 or 4 times.."

I pop the top on the coke can just then and everyone laughs.

I snatch a joint off the nightstand and light up. Some basic ground rules are set. Bob is obviously in charge. Stan says he's willing to only jerk off while Bob uses me if thats all I want. That gets me even hotter. I think I feel the power of sluthood growing in me. Oh Stan doesnt have to worry I'm 100% certain he is going to get to do more than just watch and beat his meat.

In a few minutes that's exactly where we are, my head in Bob's lap bouncing up and down, up and down. My mouth is stuffed full of his fat cock, while Stan sits there watching and jerking off.

"Why don't you jump on in buddy, this babygurl is hot. Pretty sure she'll keep going as long as we don't let her cum." Stan firmly holds my head in place. I struggle to open wide enough, he has alot of girth. His cock is soooo fat. It's too fat to slip all the way down. My jaw starts aching again.

"I don't need to be told twice! I hope that sissy pussy smells as good as it looks. It looks so fucking hot. I'm dying to taste it!" Stan says as he stands up and throws his pants unto the chair.

I gag on Bob and as my body clenches, my ass cheeks close around the small round pink plug stuffed inside my "womanhood".

Bob releases the back of my head. I spit up a bit. Some of it covers Bob's cock shaft and some more on my chin. I scoop it up from my chin with two fingers and add it to what runs down his cock, I slurp it up with my puckered lips Any of it that I miss I mop up with my tongue.

I feel Stan's meaty and calloused hands running up the back of my legs. My uncut clitty stirs. Stan slips his fingers under my lacy red panties. He find my tight bussy that is still plugged. Stan presses against the plug. I back my booty against his hand, instinctively I push back, grinding myself in a circular motion. Stan says "Oh yeah baby get that pussy ready. We're going to turn you into a real woman tonight."

Bob tells Stan "Man don't let her cum. She might want to stop."

I know Bob is speaking the truth. We have played enough online that he knows exactly how I trip out and struggle with my desires to femout vs my trying to hold on to my straight maleness.

" She's got a small tight ass, I can't help it Let's unplug it and let me have some." Stan says as he squeezes my ass cheeks.

The round pink plug doesn't just come out. It's been in my ass pussy since I left my place to came to hookup with Bob. It takes some effort. A little lube and I have to squat and push. After a short moment of anxiety it finally POPS out. I look down between my feet and my painted toes. It shot out of my pussy ass so fiercely it "stuck" to the floor on it's suction cup base.

"Fuck she's tight as hell!" Stan is standing in front of me smiling.

Bob nods his head " Yeah, breaking her in right is going to be more fun than the carnival."

Both of them bust out laughing at me. I look up at them. I feel a crazy insane mix of emotions. I'm horny as fuck and I'm feeling humiliated and nervous but I'm also feeling a sense of power and control. I know they want me and they would be willing to sacrifice to have me.

Stan's cock is poking out from under his fat gut straight at me. I don't ask for permission or if he wants me to I just go head and wrap my lips around the head and take it down, ALL THE WAY.! It's a perfect fit. Stan's beer belly made his cock look smaller than it is. It looked tiny and I almost even laughed at it. Now it's in the back of my throat. The thrill is intense. Stan's cock is like an exact copy of my favorite dildo, a 6 inch jelly. It slides all the way down, just like I practiced countless times at home alone. While Bob's cock head is just to fat to let me take it all the way back, Stan's cock head slips past the backof my throat and touches my tonsils. I hold it there. I breathe through my nose. I struggle but don't gag much. When I catch my breath I slip my tongue up and down. I feel Stan get weak in the kneels. "Damn fuck you!! You fucking slut don't stop please please get it!!"

Hearing him I get even hotter and more into it. I reach for his balls cupping them and I hold his cock in the back of my throat as it spasms. I feel a wad of hot cum shoot down my throat. Stan grabs my head. The wig almost slipping completely off my head, it covers half my face. Stan continues to cum, shooting his thick nut to the back of my throat. I can't get it all down. It's too much and I'm about to gag, hardcore. I have no choice. As I take it from the back of my throat I feel him cum in my mouth and on my tongue. I get more of his nut. I hold it in my mouth tasting it. He keeps feeding me his seed. His manhood spasms in my mouth pumping his load. It's incredible, hot, sticky gooey, salty yet sweet. I love the taste. Before now the only cum I've ever tasted has been my own. Some slips past to the back of my mouth, I swallow it, letting it dribble down my throat.

I take his cock out of my mouth. I begin cleaning him, licking his head and shaft. I moan thanking him.

The difference between Bob just working my mouth over and over for what must have been an hour without cumming and Stan lasting about 60 seconds is crazy.

Bob takes my hand and puts it on his cock. I stroke it then look up at him and start blowing him again, while some of Stan's nut starts drying on my face.

"Fucking insane head" Stan says sitting down completely naked.

I take Bob's cock out of my mouth. He is fully erect and hard as a brick. I thank Stan for his beautiful cum. I look up at Bob and ask him to please cum for me.

"How bad do you want it?"

"Uncle Bob I want to know that I can make you want me completely. I need to know you find me sexy and want me. I'll do mostly anything." I maintain eye contact and gently cup his hairy balls with one hand while slowly stroke his man meat with the other.

"Baby gurl, I've been holding back from cumming every time I stop fucking your mouth for even a second."

Bob then asks me to open my mouth. I do as I'm told. He drools long string of his spit directly into my mouth. I eagerly swallow it.

"More please daddy." I beg opening my mouth wide and sticking out my tongue.

Bob spits in my mouth.

"You fantastic whore. We are going to drive you insane for cocks and sweaty balls and asses even. You ever taste a man's ass? No you haven't I know because you told me so. I remember all the twisted kinks you find interesting. You will beg to be used and we will push the envelope as far as we can, you sweet little faggot princess, fuck doll."

Bob drools in my mouth again.

"You want cum you're going to get my cum. But to receive you must be willing to give. Are you willing to give me something in trade for my seed?"

"Yes sir, please sir." I pucker my lips for Bob.

"Crawl over to that table, hands and knees and bring me my gym bag." Bob makes a shoo away motion with his hand.

I turn and crawl away on all fours. In order to bring the heavy bag back to him I have to shuffle it along. I push it ahead then crawl a little, then repeat over again. It's only a few feet to Bob's feet but during that whole time he talks about how sexy of a dumb whore I will become.

Stan cock in hand says "I wanna keep her."Bob flashes me a smile and says "She's not mine or yours for keeping, unless she wants to be kept. How redneck are you?"

Stan looks down embarrassed but quickly looks back up at me, his cock in his hand having never missed a "beat".

Bob looks down at me "Princess no need to ever worry as long as I'm around you will be kept only as long as you want to be kept. When you don't want to anymore I'll chuck you away."

Bob sticks his index finger in my mouth. I kneel there and suck and kiss it. He pulls it away and licks it clean. My heart races. My clitty twitches. I continue to leak precum from my uncut sissy dick. I'm dying to touch myself.

"Are you willing to pinky promise and guarantee both of us will pop more than once?" Bob asks.

"Yes daddy Bob. I promise to get you each off at least two times each."

"I want two more not just one. You surprised me with how good that was." Stan butts in.

"Hold on, hold on everybody. I want to make sure I heard right. Did you just call me Daddy Bob?"

"Yes sorry sir."

"You will ask to call me Daddy. If or when I ever become your Daddy it will be after you are properly broken in, and never before."

"Yes sir."

"Hand me my bag."

I do and Bob reaches in a side pocket. He pulls out a tiny pink chastity cage with a lock and key hanging from a small metal chain.

"This is so you won't cum and try to default on our deal. You can wear this chain around your neck with the key so you can feel comfortable. Are you okay with that Princess?"

"Yes uncle Bob." I nod my head in agreement "Will you cum for me, now?"

"You will have to get us ready again after I do. I'm looking for a nice good old fashioned solo dildo show. If we are lucky there'll be a nice long sissygasm at the end. Sound good to you too Stan?"

"Oh fuck yeah! I still haven't tasted her yet. I want that too"

"You into that sissy doll?" Bob knowing full well the answer.

I respond by saying please and thank you and 100% yes.. yes yes..

"Stan take that ice bucket and go up front by what they call an office. There's an ice machine, get some please."

"Sure thing Bob. Are we gonna play freeze the pink thingy?" Stan grins that creepy grin.

"Yes, hurry back now and don't forget to put on your clothes before you go." Bob looks at me "Sometimes I have to tell him things like that." he rolls his eyes "Now about me cumming where you gonna want it?"

to be continued..... the night's still young