St8 Man Becomes Sissy Slut Ch 2&3

This fictional story contains coercion, if that's not your thing, move on. All characters are over the age of 18.

After my experience at the adult store... I took a break from porn and everything else related to gay sex... however, there was still that picture that the Latino guy took.

Two or maybe three weeks passed, I was starting to forget about the incident, and I had on the back of my head to do a STD test as 2 different guys fucked me.... Every time I thought about what happened, I would look back with remorse, but being grateful for what I had with my wife allowed me to move past that, but...

There was something inside me, a curiosity maybe. Or maybe I was worried about that picture that the Latino guy took... why would he want to have it? Is he going to use it in a way to harm me? Many other different questions were in my mind, but also, I secretly maybe unconsciously wanted him to reach out, I deleted the message and the picture from my phone as I didn't want the temptation or the liability of being exposed.

About a month after the incident, it finally happened... around noon, I received a text message from an unknown number saying:

You know who I am?

A cold shot was sent to every inch of my body, because I knew, but I played dumb and responded

Me: Sorry, wrong number

Him: Oh no, it's the right number... you better know who I am

Me: Maybe if you tell me your name (I kept playing dumb, but at the same time entertaining the conversation)

Him: <>

Him: does that ring a bell?

Me: oh yes... hi

Him: I want to see you at my place this afternoon, and you are going to spend the night here

Me: I am sorry, but I cannot do that

Him: 853-78-55

Me: that's my wife's number...

Him: exactly and she'll get this picture if you are not in my place before 6pm. The earlier you get here, the better.

Me: but please, I don't want to go, I don't want to do anything, that was an experience I don't want to repeat.

Him: oh, don't worry, this will be an entirely different experience.

Me: But please, can we find a different way?

Him: <>

Him: be here on time...

Me: but sir, please...

After that, he never responded... I watched the time, and it was 12:38pm.

My mind was racing, trying to make sense of what was going on... I am sure he was not playing games; he will definitely send that picture to my wife and I knew exactly what will happen if I go, he was going to fuck me all night.

I went for a walk, and I started thinking of the different scenarios in my head, on one hand, I can let things flow and explain to my wife the picture, come clean... likely, that would entail a separation and a divorce. In the other hand, I'd go and get fucked who knows how and for how long.

By playing both scenarios in my head, every time I thought of going with him, my dick went hard as a rock, I even caught myself rubbing it with my hand or my other leg.

It was 3pm, my adrenaline shot to the roof... I was shaking... even though I was still not sure, unconsciously I wanted to go, I wanted to experience that again. I made the decision to go, but I stopped by a pharmacy and bought condoms and a lube as I didn't want to get hurt or sick.

Around 4pm, I headed over there, I made some random excuses to my wife, and I told her that I had to go and see a client, it was not hard to believe as my work sometimes demand that.

I was driving and I could feel a funny sensation in my thighs and my stomach, like emotion but an emptiness at the same time, I was shaking a bit... finally I arrived to the address, it was a low income area in some shady apartment complex, I parked my car, took my backpack with some clothes, the lube and the condoms and walked over the apartment.

Going up thorough the stairs, I hesitated at every step, my brain was recording every sound, every smell, I could feel the looks of the people in that area, not used to seeing a person like me around there.

I finally made it to the apartment; it was a little before 5pm... I took a deep breath and knocked on the door 3 times.

Text Message (him): It's open, come in and close the door behind you.

I took another deep breath and walked in... the place was a bit dark, didn't have a lot of furniture, just a little table with some bottles of liquor, a small round table with a couple of chairs and that's it, to be honest, the place was clean.

I close the door behind me as I was instructed and that's when I heard a familiar voice: "come here putita (whore in Spanish)"

With my legs shaking, I started walking and I could see there was a bathroom on the right side and a bedroom on the left, the voice was coming from the bedroom, I head there and he was in his underwear, it was clear he just took a shower and he was dressing.

I said, "hi" in a very shy tone...

He turned to me while we were picking up his towel from the bed and said, "I'm glad you're early, I didn't expect that", you must be eager to have sex and smiled...

Honestly, I was, but I was also terrified...

He looked at the backpack and asked... "What's that?", "Oh, just some clothes and stuff" I responded.

"Oh, you won't be needing clothes" he said while smiling... and finishing up what he was doing, then he approached to me, took my backpack off my and tossed it to the corner, then he stood up super close to me grabbed my ass very firmly, pull me so close to him and started French kissing me, I was stiff, I didn't reject him but didn't oblige as someone that wanted to be kissed.

I was very turned on as he kept going and going, rubbing his erect cock against me, I am sure he could feel that I was also hard and he liked it... then he stopped and said: "Oh you're so stiff... relax, it's going to be OK! - you know you really want this, you just needed a little push, and I helped you with that. By the way, the guys at the movie theater want to see you again, they thought you would be back; I didn't tell them you gave me your number, because I want you for me and me only, maybe some other time we can have fun with them, but today, you are my putita"

I didn't say anything, I was muted... but my thoughts went to that day, I was scanning him, his body, I was scanning my sensations, the feeling of his lips and tongue, his hands grabbing me and his cock rubbing me, but also, I didn't know what the expectation was.

He sat down on the bed and told me "Alright, take your clothes off... and please do it sexy". Something happened in my brain that I got into the role after him saying that. I came closer to him while I was unbuttoning my shirt, I was looking to him with a devilish look and started swinging my hips very slowly while I did that... something had taken over me, I part of me knew I shouldn't be there, but another part of me wanted to please that man no matter what...

As I took my shirt off, he started kissing my belly, then licking it... I felt a magnetism in my hands, and I started caressing his head and then ran down my hands to his back.

The feeling of another man was exhilarating, he started undoing my belt and automatically I moaned, I didn't know what was happening to me, he pulled my pants and underwear down and he found my cock rock hard with precum on its tip...

"oh I see... you are definitely enjoying this, well I am glad, that way it doesn't feel like blackmailing anymore"

He took my cock and licked it... and said "nice cock. I didn't pay much attention to it last time, but you have a cute cock..." and just as he finished saying that he started sucking my cock, gently and then I moaned again and grabbing to his head and started moaning more often and deeper.

He stopped, and said, "get on your knees"... I did... "now return the favor"... this feeling wasn't foreign anymore, last time I was craving for cock and sucked cock, so I did as I was asked, I pulled down his boxer and started sucking that fat 8 inch cock... it was bigger than mine and as I was sucking I couldn't believe that thing was inside me at some point.

As I continued, I completely gave in to the situation, I didn't know what was going to happen to me but I was definitely looking forward to it.

He pulled my head up by grabbing me by the hair gently and said "come here" as I stood up, I went and find his lips and deep French kissed him, my subconscious didn't want to do any of that, but there was a strange force that was filling me with lust, I wanted that man!

We started kissing, rubbing our naked bodies, I was very close to climax as this making out session was taking me to the roof!

We kept making out when I felt his hand making its way to my asshole... and started to rub it... when he did that, I released a moan in approval... while I was kissing him, I wrapped his body with my legs and arms, I wanted that man to take me...

We paused for a second, he left me on the bed as he sat up, he grabbed my left leg and pulled it up... I knew exactly where this road was taking me, he licked his hand and took it to my ass, which was very tight, after feeling my ass, he said, "We might need some lube"

I was about to respond saying that I had some, when he left my leg and kissed me again, with 2 fingers on the entrance of my ass and his other hand jerking me off, he started kissing me again...

I loved it, I started to moan quicker, it was hard for me to catch a breath and he said, "Come for me putita"...

And I did, I came so hard and abundant that I filled my chest and stomach with my own cum...

I was catching my breath when he said, "Now we have lube"

He took as much cum from my chest and belly and took it to my asshole and his cock... he was lubricating with my own cum... and I was loving it, every part of it.

Naturally, my erection went down but he was more turned on than ever, he was fingering me with 2 fingers going as deep as his hand allowed him, I was getting back some consciousness as I started to feel remorse.

He once again took my leg up and said "You're ready putita"

"Wait! Please!" I protested meekly

He kind of freaked out and said "What? What happened?!"

As I recovered my sense of righteousness, I tried to stop the whole thing, and I said in reflection

"I don't think I want to do this anymore"... He laughed, and immediately his tone and demeanor changed to more aggressive, similar to how it was when I met him.

"This is not optional putita, you are here, aren't you? - you were moaning like a fucking professional, you want this probably more than I do! And remember, I am the boss, not you!"

And with that, he grabbed me violently pulled me closer, lifted one leg and with one movement he was balls deep inside me... I felt weird, yes a bit of pain, yes some pleasure, but mostly remorse and guilt, I didn't want to be there anymore, but he was right, he is in control, and not me.

I was absent, and he started to fuck me, his movements were aggressive, similar to the time he fucked me at the theater, after a little bit, he grabbed my limp cock and started stroking it, at the same time said "oh your pussy feels so good putita, I am going to fuck you all night, sooo good, ah... uhmm, ah" - when he did that, and said that, I started to enjoy the moment again, my cock went hard once again and I started moaning...

When he noticed that I was enjoying again, he smiled and said "there she is, my personal putita... I have so many plans for you..."

He stopped fucking me and turned me around, I was on my stomach and then he grabbed my hips and thrusted his cock inside once again... his cock was a perfect fit for my ass, I was enjoying it so much that I started to wiggle my ass in circles while pushing it back for him to go deeper and he said, "Oh that's good, I like you even more when you are proactive... don't deny your nature, you are made for cock"

He was right, why deny it felt much better to have him do whatever he pleases than to be remorseful about it. I gave in, completely.

I twisted my torso to see his face and body while he was fucking me, he looked incredibly sexy and I was so happy he was able to provide enjoyment, I was really liking him, I raised my hand and put it on his chest, and said between moans "fuck me baby, fuck me!"

He took my hand and then grabbed my other hand, and he used them to pull me towards him, this made him go deeper and I moaned and just lost it... he continued thrusting my ass when I freed one of my hands and went on to find his balls, when I found them I started caressing them gently, feeling them... I knew he was close to cum...

He sighed and said, "Oh I like that", I learned that trick from my wife, whenever I fuck her doggy style she'll do that and I really liked it, so I thought of doing it for my man... yes, MY MAN, I was completely his now.

"Glad you like it babe" I said between moans... "Are you going to breed me?... please breed me, make me yours, please, please!" with every word the pitch of my voice became more delicate.

Then he started to fuck me harder, and his moans became louder, he sounded like a beast, like he was growlng... so manly, so in power.

I felt his balls trembling a bit, and then he pulled me towards him, and I started to feel warm inside me... he growled once more and as his growling noise faded, his cock pulsated inside me slower and slower until it he was done.

I just got breed by a man, my man, and it felt amazing; that was the first thought I had after he collapsed on top of me.

We were both sweating and he started kissing me, I turned around to find his face, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and kissed him like I was a high-schooler on prom night.

Without saying any words, we kissed for several minutes and then he laid down on his back. I took my hand to my ass and felt it creamy, stuck a finger and felt so much cum inside, and I smiled, I felt accomplished... I found a spot on his chest to rest my head, I kissed his chest, neck and touched his limp but still big cock, I turned my eyes towards him, our eyes locked and I gave him a peck and said...

"I really liked it".

He said, "I know you did; you are made for this... now let's take some rest it is only 6pm and we have the whole night ahead of us"

I responded, "I don't even know your name..."

he said, "I'm Miguel" then I said "I am..." he interrupted me "your name is not important, you're my putita"

I smiled, kissed him again and I was finally relaxed.

After the steamy fuck session, we fell asleep naked, he was on his back, and I was on my left side, resting my head on his chest, with one of my right leg on top of his leg, and my thigh was over his pubic area and touching his limp cock. His right arm was around me, and my right arm rested on his stomach.

I woke up, and as I regained consciousness, I realized what had happened. I didn't move; my head was again full of remorseful thoughts, condemnation, and regret... I was disgusted with what just happened; I wanted to jump off and storm out, but when I was about to do it, at the corner of my eye, I saw his phone and realized something... If I could get it, maybe I could delete the picture he has and all the evidence any of this happened, and I could perhaps return to my normal life...

He was still asleep; I don't know how heavy a sleeper he is, so I slowly moved my right hand away from his chest. As I did this, he didn't react, so I continued my mission. I stretched as much as I could to reach the nightstand on his left, where the phone was, but I couldn't without jeopardizing getting caught; I needed to change my position and improve my reach.

I had to move my leg and position my hip differently to reach further; as I was thinking about my next move, I started taking inventory of my body, naked, skin to skin with a guy that just fucked me... I start realizing the feeling and begin to feel warm from inside; flashbacks of what happened come to my mind, uninvited thoughts and sensations betraying me and putting my mission at risk. I take a deep breath and regain control; I say to myself, "Get your act together."

I move my leg, so it is no longer resting near his crotch, very slowly; as I do this, I feel his cock; while still limp, it had a good size and an appealing look. As I separate my inner thigh from him, I feel emptiness and detachment; my desire starts to race up, and my skin starts to feel warmer. I lick my lips and bite my lower lip, "Keep it cool" I repeat in my head. As I am doing this, I pull my body slightly up, like doing a plank with my left arm, my leg is suspended above him, and my dick is hanging. I try to balance my body by putting my right leg on his left side. He is still asleep, and I think I can reach the cell phone now.

As I look down, I see him asleep, naked... I started to feel this detachment that made me feel empty and even sad. My freedom is at reach, I can put an end to this... I venture to reach my phone, I am still an inch short, I need to stretch a bit more... I'm focused on the phone and my hand reaching, and I don't realize my dick is hanging and it touches his cock, this minimal thing, sends an electric impulse to all my body, the warmth I felt before becomes heat, my senses start registering the sensations that were already there, I start to register my ass being sore and creamy, my lips swollen due to all the kissing, my skin is having a regression of all the sensations... he moves, I panic and improvise, I set my right leg down to his side, he is waking up and finally opens his eyes, I am on top of him but already lowering my head and my hand is not reaching towards the phone, the mission failed.

I improvise and I start kissing and licking his chest and nipples, I lower my hips, my dick is already semi-erect, I start rubbing my dick against his cock, then his deep voice "Oh yeah, I like to wake up like this, you are learning fast" as he's telling me that, he softly pushes my head down, I understand the instruction I go down to his cock and started licking it.

At this point, not only my mission failed... it is completely forgotten, I am in auto-pilot, my senses are in hyperdrive, I am trying to recognize every sensation, a drop of his cum comes out of my ass and I feel how rolls down my inner thigh, Miguel's body temperature is rising, I know what he wants, he want's me to suck his cock and without him saying anything, I put his cock in my mouth and started sucking like there is no tomorrow, he begins to moan and so am I.

His hands are over my head softly, he doesn't need to push as I am going all the way, I'm giving him a passionate sloppy blowjob, I try not to gag, I realize I am getting better at this to the point I am enjoying it, I can taste his fluids from our previous fuck, his meat is warm and big and now he is hard as a rock, and he says "oh yea baby, that's it... embrace your new nature. You are mine"

His words send me in high alert, raise a red flag, they bring common sense back and I slow down and stopped sucking and pulled his cock out of my mouth. Reality hits me like cold water, he stretches and softly grabs my face by my chin and say "Come here", I follow the instruction reluctantly, more out of fear than excitement.

The roller coaster of excitement, regret, enjoyment and remorse are driving me crazy... I go from a total lusty whore to a real victim of blackmail and abuse.

He kisses me and grabs my ass firmly with both hands, he pulls me close to him, rolls over and now I am laying on my back and he's on top.

He said, almost romantically "you're doing a good job babe, and we have all night to ourselves... when we're done, I'll tell you my plans for you" he kisses me deepening his tongue in my mouth, my instincts decide to correspond the kiss, I'm losing control over my actions again, I am giving into desire, he's rubbing his body and his cock against mine, he's super hard and so am I... I can't hold back any longer, I'm loving it!

I put my hands on around his neck softly, I want to keep him there, kissing me... I feel good when he kisses me, I feel loved when he's nice to me... I recognize the feeling and I wrap my legs around this waist and my arms around this neck and torso, I can't take my arms off him, he's sweating and I love it, he starts to kiss my neck and he pushes me to my left side, my hips rotate and are facing the bed, he's behind me kissing my neck and I feel his chest against my back, I arch my back to reach out and kiss him, it has only been a few seconds without kissing him and my lips already miss his.

I grab him and intertwine my fingers with his; for a moment, I have a strange feeling; I feel like he's my boyfriend; I moan, take his hand to my mouth, and start sucking his middle finger. His other arm is under and around me, pushing me closer to him, my other hand keeps his arm there, I am trapped and I love it, I keep moaning unconsciously, and every time I moan he gets a bit aggressive, but in a good way, in a manly way and that turns me on, I am totally under his spell...

I leave his hand with his finger in my mouth, I lower my hand and try to find his cock... it is hard and warm and wet with my saliva, I jerk it a little bit while I arch my back and push my ass back, I am able to make the connection quickly, I start rubbing his cock on my asshole...

At that time, all my sense of righteousness is gone. I am totally into him, I am actually happy that I am here and I am glad I couldn't get to the phone...

He pushes in as I perk my ass for him... he's inside me, again, slowly he makes all the way in, but the position we're in doesn't allow for him to be balls deep and I really need his meat, I really need to feel full of him, full of his cock...

I take his finger out of my mouth and put it on my cock, he takes this move graciously and starts stroking my cock slowly, almost tenderly... I push my ass out even more to feel more of his cock as I arch my back and stretch my arm to reach his face, I want to kiss him... he follows the lead and kisses me.

Unconsciously, with a moaning and almost feminine voice I let out, "oh Miguel, oh please fuck me baby, fuck me, ah ah"

Hearing that, turns him more and starts thrusting more aggressively, I enjoy and moan to the rhythm of this thrusts.... I want him deeper, and I send my left leg back, he understands my move, leaves my cock and grabs my leg and his cock goes all the way inside.

He's growling like a beast, he's fucking me as hard as he can and I am moaning with a feminine pitch I don't recognize about me but turns him on and comes out naturally.

I feel my body full, every inch of me is enjoying, he stops kissing me and grabs me like in a choke hold, he's not applying force but he's being firm and manly, it hurts, and it hurts a lot, but I am also enjoying, the pleasure and feeling is indescribable...

He starts telling to my ear, "Oh baby, you are completely mine! You're my slut, my bitch"...

Between moans I responded "Oh babe, yes, I am yours... I just want to make you happy"...

He responded, "Oh yes baby, you'll be making me happy as long as you submit to me with mind and body"

With my free hand I reach back, I grab his ass and push it towards me, I want to feel him even deeper... suddenly, I start feeling something new, he's very deep in me and all those violent thrusts are not painful anymore, I start feeling something is pulsating inside me.

I ask in wonder "Are you coming inside me babe?" he said, "Not yet"...

I am puzzled with his answer, I don't know what I am feeling and out of the sudden I start feeling my thighs trembling, my balls swelling, and I start cumming without even touching myself.

I knew that was possible from porn movies, but never thought I could experience it... I start cumming nonstop, 5-6 big squirts I moan loudly "ahhh mmmm ahhh", immediately after, he starts growling and being rough, his roughness is a bit painful, but I am loving it... I know what's coming next and I want it more than anything right now.

"Are you ready babe?" he says...

I responded desperately "Yes my love, yes, please breed me, please I beg you to breed me"

"That's my girl" he says with a tone of accomplishment and a grin and right after that he stops pumping and goes deeper and with a loud growl "Oohhhaaahhh!"... After a couple of seconds, he starts thrusting again but this time slowly. I feel my ass warm and creamy, I love the feeling, I'm enamored of being in this situation.

He finally stops and rests over me, I'm spent too, the inertia has me now facing down and he's half on top of me and still inside me. I feel how his cock is getting softer, and I feel my inside less full.

He finally takes his cock out and once again I feel a sense of emptiness, but also accomplishment that prompted me to say

"Thank you, baby, you gave me the fuck of my life" I sounded relaxed and fulfilled.

He smiled and said "We're only getting started" I smile and we cuddle right after.

"You were amazing, I was planning to share you with my buddies at the theater, but I think I am going to change my plans, I am going to keep you for myself a little longer".

I hear this and I don't know what to make out of it... red flags come up, but this time I ignore them, and I am actually curious and excited for the plans that he keeps mentioning.

Upon his instruction, we go to the shower... and there we start making out in the shower, I cannot take my hands and lips off him, I have a weird feeling... I think I am falling in love.

We finish our shower; I take a towel and pat dry his body... I go on my knees to pat dry his legs and feet and I just felt magnetism towards him and I put his cock in my mouth, he takes a deep breath, I think he wasn't expecting it and puts his hands on my head... it feels nice, his cock is getting hard inside my mouth, I can feel his superiority over me when I'm on my knees and he's pushing me down with this hands while sucking his cock.

"Standup!" he orders after a few minutes of me sucking his now hard cock...

I stand and he turns me around, there's a mirror in front of us and he says in a menacing whisper close to my ear:

"You see the bitch in the mirror?"

I nodded in agreement but staying silent

"Well, she (he makes emphasis on the word 'she') needs to look pretty for me, you need to work out and get on a diet, you're going to focus on toning your legs and your ass, you're going to remove all your body hair, I want you to be smooth everywhere and all the time"

While he's telling me this, I feel his hard cock pressing and rubbing my ass, I take my hand towards it and put it in my asshole and start rubbing the tip against it. I keep doing this while paying undivided attention to his instructions and nodding my head after each instruction.

"You are going to buy sissy clothes, a corset to shape your body, learn how to use make up, I want you to look pretty for me, and I want you here with me several nights of the week, you are mine now, this will be your life, pleasing me is your only objective"

I keep ignoring all the red flags that those instruction come with, and I say...

"yes Miguel, I am yours... I'll find a way no matter what to please you" I was already horny as hell and I wanted him inside me again; I needed to be full of him again.

"I understand you have a wife, so you have a month to solve that, after that month, you're moving here and you're going to pay for the rent and the expenses here.

I mumbled between moans "Mmm, humm, yes... mmm"

"Your name is now Cindy..." and as he is saying that, he pushes his cock inside me...

I let out a loud moan and say "Yes babe! Yes!" he keeps going "And remember, you are mine, my slut, my bitch, my whore, my wife, my girlfriend, whatever I want you to be, you are"

As he is saying that he increases the pace on his thrusts and I moan nonstop...

"Yes babe yes... please fuck me! fuck me! don't stop, I need your cock, please I beg you!"

He Smiles and makes me look at the mirror, I look into my reflection, the person in the mirror is someone I no longer recognize, the man I was, is gone... I look back to him I bite my lower lip and smile as I push my butt towards him and continue moaning...

He grabs my hips and fucks me for several minutes, he then comes inside me once again and I love it, every time I feel his semen spreading inside me, I feel a deeper connection to him...

He finishes and quickly pulls out, slaps my ass hard and say... Clean up and come to bed, is time to sleep.

And just like that, I followed his instructions, got into the bed with him... I once again we cuddled and rested my leg on top of him while resting my head on his chest. This time, I want to be here... and I think to myself... I love him.

It is the middle of the night... something wakes me up. Miguel is pushing me away gently. As I wake up, I see him sitting on the edge of the bed. I see his manly back and his nakedness, but I do nothing, physically and mentally tired.

He is looking at his phone, he leaves it on the bed, and he goes to the bathroom, I assume, to take a piss.

My head recovers that family-man righteousness, and I reach for his phone; to my luck, it is unlocked. I don't have much time... I go to his pictures and find my picture, I delete it, I go to the deleted pictures and delete it from there too, I get a message: "Are you sure you want to permanently delete your picture?" I responded: YES.

Then I went to the text messages, checked our interaction, and deleted the whole conversation; I noticed he had me as "Cindy bitch" and recognized another name on the list... Brett.

I remember that name from the adult theater. I opened that conversation, and I saw they were talking about me; I didn't pay much attention to the conversation details as I had little time, and I heard the toilet flushing; that's my warning. I dropped the phone just where I found it almost at the same time he's opening the door.

He's naked, everything is silent and peaceful. It is deep in the night or early in the morning... he's naked and his heavy, veiny cock is dangling from side to side as he walks back, I see him and I feel a rush of adrenaline, once again, all the sensations in my body hit me at once.

As he is walking, I am looking at him, I smile and bite my lower lip... I want him!

I opened my legs; it wasn't premeditated, it was just a reflex after seeing him. I take my left hand to my asshole and my right hand to my balls, I cup them and pull them up, and I insert my middle and ring finger inside my hole; he stops and watches me; I can see his smile even through the dim light that prevailed in the room.

After having my fingers deep in my hole, I take my fingers out and into my mouth; I am staring at him, smiling and with a flirty look; I want him; I want him bad, so bad every inch in my body is feeling warm.

He approaches the bed and positions his naked body right in between my legs. I feel his warmth, and I love it; I want to embrace all of it. I allow myself to be hyper-sensitive, trying to absorb everything that is happening and everything that I'm feeling.

He leans forward, and automatically, I circle my legs around his waist, and my hands grab his neck and torso. I pull him towards me; I want him to kiss me... he plays around a bit and resists my pull; the righteousness feeling is gone. I am again falling in love with him, and I can't fight it.

I start moving my hips, trying to rub his cock with mine, my waist and his are melted into one; he looks me in the eye and says:

"Hi Cindy... tell me what you want?"

I respond softly and as feminine as I could "I want you my love, I want you to make me feel like your slut once again" he answered, "How bad you want it"...

"Oh, please I beg you, I wanted it as if my life depended on it."

What I am saying resonates deep in my head and produces an echo of righteousness; part of my brain reacts to what is happening and cannot believe that I just said that; there's no filter, my sensations are raw and taking over once again before I give my consciousness to react, he kisses me, pushing his tongue deep inside my mouth and I give in, once again I succumb to lust, to desire, to him.

I can't stop kissing him; I don't want this to end; he's touching me all over, his hands are roaming all over my skin, and I am touching his manly body; my legs pull him as close as I can, and so my arms; I am so needy.

Suddenly I feel his fingers trying to find my ass, and he quickly does, like a magnet... he then directs his cock to my ass, pulls one of my legs up and enters me, softly but steadily, I release a moan, and I say his name in the sexiest way possible

"Oooh Miguel... yes!"

"Aren't you a good bitch?" he responded with a smile... I close my eyes and focus on the sensation of having him inside.

I know it is not the first time, but every time, feeling full of him inside me is beyond comprehension; it hurts, but I don't care; I love it.

I moan with each thrust plop-plop-plop "Ah - ah - ah"...

Between moans, "Miguel, I want to do everything you want... but please, let me be yours and only yours".

"Oh, good girl, yes you are mine, there's no question about it, you will do everything I want, whenever I say so." he responded.

Still between moans and in complete ecstasy "Please, let me take care you of you... I just need you to be my man, my boyfriend... I (moan)... I (moan)... I love you!"

He chuckled after hearing that and says

"You better love me, you'll enjoy the ride much more that way" he once again, laughed devilishly.

My subconscious was expecting a different reaction, telling him that it was important to me; I was, despite my own, being serious; I am falling love with this man, and I could not imagine a day without him fucking me. When he is nice to me, he sends me to the moon and back, but when he is weird and evil, I wonder and regret starting to feel my head.

But the regretful thought process didn't last long... he started to moan louder and faster... he was grunting, and I knew exactly what was about to happen.

He said to me, between moans and kisses...

"I breed you several times, you're already impregnated by me, time for you to swallow my cum" and before I could say anything, he pulled out, broke our intimate hug and missionary position and leaped towards my face and said with a demanding and manly tone, "Open up bitch!"

Without even thinking, I did exactly that... he jerked a little bit and started spraying cum, the first splash landed on my nose and eyes, the second one in my mouth (some on my lips, some inside), then he put his cock inside my mouth and I started sucking his cock and fondling his balls, I could feel how they were discharging all that baby batter inside my mouth and I was swallowing, I was once more feeling accomplished and happy, my man was allowing me to taste him; after he was done, with his finger he stated to take the cum off my face and to my mouth, I was sticking my tongue out trying to lick it off his finger.

Satisfaction spurred from his tone "Good, that's a good cum loving bitch"

He went to the bathroom to clean up and instructed me to do the same.

I hugged him from behind and kissed his shoulder. I touched his body, and I said once again,

"I love you."

My dick was rock solid and ready to explode, he noticed I was on edge, and he said...

"You're not going to cum today; after you leave this morning, you are going to go home or work or whatever you do and start working on what I told you, I want to see you back here the day after tomorrow, and I want to start seeing some changes, if you show me progress, I'll let you cum... hell! If you surprise me, I'll even help you! - now get the fuck out of here, I need to sleep so I can go to work tomorrow."

I felt sad and ashamed... I just told him I was in love, and he kicked me out.

I put on my clothes and started walking towards my car. As I was walking, I started crying... I cannot remember the last time I cried. I felt heartbroken and humiliated.

It is very early in the morning the sun is starting to come up... I get in my car, and I realize the events of the last few hours... I am a different person now. Somehow, my spirit is broken; I am humiliated, degraded, abused, and brainwashed, and still, I have feelings for him.

I take inventory of what happened: a man, a stranger to be precise, had blackmailed me to have unprotected sex with him several times. I ended up enjoying it, but beyond that, I started to have feelings for him, and more critically, I ended up opening to him and telling him how I was feeling.

Something comes to my mind... I remember, right before the last time we fucked, I was able to delete the picture that he had of me; he had no leverage from now on; I could move on as if nothing had happened and forget about this whole ordeal... Although I truly have mixed feelings, I am genuinely attracted to him.

I move on and carry on with my day; I take precautions and go to a hotel, where I shower and ensure there's no evidence of what just transpired. While in the shower, I start to have flashbacks to just a few hours early, when we showered together and we were making out... these images pop up in my head constantly and making a statement, my dick starts to get hard, and I remember that I still haven't come, I think of him... I miss him. He told me not to jerk off, and as much as I was horny, I decided not to.

I take a very much-needed nap, and I come back home like I was away for work... I carry on with my life like nothing happened, but in my head, the images, the sensations, and more importantly, the feeling of having a lover, a boyfriend, or whatever Miguel is.

Later on, the evening, everyone was asleep at home... I was watching the TV sitting on the living room sofa, but in reality, I was just going through everything in my head one more time, I touched my lips, I rubbed my cock, I felt sad but at the same time relieved because it was over.

Then, Ding! -- a text message... I'm puzzled, but I realized that I did not remove my contact number from Miguel's phone and probably by now he realizes that he has lost all the leverage he had.

I was fragile, I didn't want to see the text message... I know that if he was kind and flirty, I would fall for him even without the need for him to blackmail me. I don't want to look at the text, I know I am vulnerable right now.

I think to myself, if I open the text and I fall for him again, I will not have any will power to say no and I will start executing the instructions he commanded, I leave the message unread... a few minutes pass by, I start feeling sad, empty, abandoned.

I decided to open the text...

- Miguel: What the fuck have you done! I thought we had something special!

- Me: I love you, but I cannot allow you to treat me like that.

- Miguel: Like what? You are my property; you do what I say!

Tears come out of my eyes. I am really in love with this man, but I cannot indulge in this... I deleted the message, and I went to sleep.

Several days passed, and I haven't heard from Miguel, which is good... things are returning to normal; I don't zone out as much anymore. However, I do think of him very often. I often watch sub-dom porn and jerk off to it, I go in Grndr and flirt and exchange pictures with other men. This makes me feel wanted, but nothing like him. I bought a dildo to try to tame the feeling, and it helped a lot, I fuck my ass with it almost every day, but is not his cock, his lips, his hands, his roughness...

Days pass, and it keeps getting worse (or better?).

After weeks of suffering, I decided that I could not continue like this, I needed him, but I need to do this right, if I am going to be his lover, I need to be fully committed and that meant divorcing my wife and leaving the family life behind so I can focus.

Once I decided that, I proceeded to text Miguel...

Me: Hi my love... I am so sorry about everything and I want to be what you want me to be and do what you want me to do, can I please see you?

Miguel: Fuck you bitch. It has been months, I didn't even know you existed. Besides, you are going to flake, I don't have time for you.

Me: No! this time is different, please let's pick it up where we left

He did not respond back...

It took a couple of months for all the paperwork divorce settling and related things, it actually went smooth as I didn't put a fight on anything, I basically gave my wife half of everything and some more.

With the money left, I bought a small house, with a couple of rooms and it was simple but nice, it also had a small pool on the backyard.

During this time, I started working out doing a lot of yoga and squats, my legs were toned and my butt was getting bigger in a good way, I was getting a nice-looking bubble butt.

After the divorce, I also started a diet regime and I became very thin, paired with laser hair removal and lots of skin treatments, my whole body was silky and smooth.

I started using a body shaper that will train my waist, and I will exercise every day, sometimes twice a day...

All this process was made with one thing in mind... Miguel. I wanted to get him back, and to do that I had to do something extreme.

I also let my hair grow a little bit and found a stylist that made it look super pretty and will go with my face and my now girly looks, I still look like a man, but a very effeminate one.

All my new clothes were tight, like yoga pants, super short shorts, hotpants, skin tight jeans and tshirts; and I have flawless manipedi.

I also bought tons of sexy lingerie, sleeveless satin, mesh, lace, leather, thigh high stockings, fishnet pantyhose, full sets like a cute maid uniform, corsets, sexy onesies, garters, g-strings, night dresses, etc. I was impressed with the variety and sexiness of this, and every now and then I'll try them on in front of the mirror and I'd imagine driving Miguel crazy and fucking me.

I didn't want to be a crossdresser, but I wanted to look sexy in bed for him. I will still show up as a man in the streets, well, a very sexy feminine man. From time to time, I'd catch others looking at me, even family men, some will even flirt with me, all this was new and exhilarating and as much as I needed sex, I wanted to have Miguel and Miguel only, so I waited...

The last brush stroke of this masterpiece I created was my face, I went and did surgery and touched up my jaw, my chin, cheeks, forehead and even lips, I wanted my lips to be meatier for Miguel, for his lips and his cock.

All this took a couple of months, I thought, he already forgot about me, but I was ready! - fully recovered from surgery, smooth and tight like he wanted... hell! I even got a love nest for us!

Once I get back with him and he sees everything I am now, he will not be able to resist me and he will finally fall in love with me the way I am in love with him.

It was a Thursday night, I know he doesn't work on Fridays, so it was the perfect time to spend the weekend with him, just like that time, when I fell in love with him.

I was on my couch, wearing hot pants and a sleeveless shirt that was skintight. I put some mild make up, just to look bring out my eyes a bit, some light gloss on my new plump lips.

I laid down on my living room couch and crossed my legs tucking my cock back, I stretched one of my legs and snapped a picture and sent it to Miguel, without any words...

No response...

I was expecting him to come back with an avalanche of compliments and saying to me that he wanted to meet with me, but no, just a whole lot of cold nothingness.

I had a lot of time to think, so I thought of this scenario at some point. So, I proceeded with plan B, which was, full submission.

Me: Babe, I have not stopped thinking about you. I've changed, please give me another shot. I just want to love you!

Miguel: is that picture really you?

Me: Yes babe, and there's more you want to see

Miguel: Meet me at the movies by my house at 6.

Me: Of course, can't wait (heart emoticon)

I thought to myself... I am having my first date as a new me with my man. I couldn't be happier. I evaluated my current outfit, and I decided, it is provocative, but I have to prove him I'm all in and I don't mind being seeing like this with him, I grabbed a cute designer sandals (I wanted him to see my feet) and left to the place.

I arrived and he wasn't there... I thought it was a trap or a joke or something, but then I got a text

Miguel: Buy a ticket for the new Star Wars movie and meet me inside, I saved you a spot next to me, I am right in the middle towards the back

I smiled... and I thought, wow! This is a real date, wonder if we will go out for dinner or something and then spend the night together.

I did exactly that, and I went into the theater... the movie was not yet on, they were watching the preview trailers, when I came in, I could feel EVERYONE was looking at me. With my new look I was kind of getting used to it, I just hope that I cause an impression with my man.

I found him, I smiled and me hear raced, I felt like a cheerleader on prom night.

I went to my sit, crossed my leg to sit on top of it and looking at him smiling with dreamy eyes, he barely looked at me from the corner of his eye, I touched his arm and say with soft voice...

"Hi"

He looked at me for a second and said, "Hi"

The theater went dark as the movie started, the theater wasn't packed but it was more than half full, I kept my hand on his arm and with my other hand I hugged his arm completely, I did noticed something, the armrest between us was lift up, so it was probably a good sign, he wants to be closer to me. I took the liberty to put my head on his shoulder, I was happy, after more than 6 months I was back with him, and although he didn't change a bit, I was a totally different person.

As the movie started, he whispered, "You look really sexy, I like this new version of you"

I whispered back to him very close to his ear "It is all for you babe" and gave him a kiss on the chick.

In my head, I was static... MISSION ACCOMPLISHED I said to myself, he moved his arm breaking our snuggly position, only to put it around me, close to my waist, and touching my butt, I was loving it!

Then after a minute or two his hand went into my shorts, he quickly realized the tightness and how smooth my skin was, I could see the bulge on his pants, he was getting hard just by doing that, and I smiled.

My skin was tingling, the roughness of his hand against my soft skin was driving me crazy, all those feelings from before were coming back slowly and my mind started to wonder on all the things we are going to do as a couple, then my imagination was interrupted by something I was not expecting, he moved his hand towards my asshole and started to massage it.

I went close to his ear and whispered "Babe, I am all yours, but here?"

He turned his head to me and locked eyes with me in a menacing way, I was half scared half delighted by the look "Do you really want to be mine?"

I said timidly but with a smile, "Yes, more than anything"

He responded in a definitive way "Then shut up and follow my lead".

He was right, this is exactly what I wanted, I wanted him to control me, to command me, to fuck me, to own me, so this is exactly what it means...

I gained composure and position myself in a way that he could access my ass more comfortably, as I did this he said "goooood" with a satisfying tone.

He abruptly took his hand out, and hugged me by the neck, I thought 'great! Let's snuggle again', but he did this just to take his finger to my mouth, I played along and started sucking it instinctively one of my legs was on top of his thigh and my hand was on his crotch, I felt how my man's cock was getting hard for me through his pants.

After this, he pulled his finger out of my mouth and went back under my short and into my ass, this time, his finger was inside my hole... I couldn't believe what was happening, I was dressed like a slutty teenager, I was being fingered in the middle of a theater and my man has barely said a few words, this was exciting and amazing.

After a little bit of Miguel fingering me, I couldn't help it and released a quiet moan, I was hoping no one realized it. After 30 minutes or so, he stopped doing it and we both started focusing on the movie again.

I snuggled next to him in, and he accepted it. We finished watching the movie and as the lights went up, he was now able to see the full 'New' me... I could read his face, he was not only impressed but turned on. I smiled and went for a kiss which he returned passionately.

We walked out of the movies, and I said to him, "Why don't you spend the weekend at my place?" to which he responded "Gladly".