Would it matter....if I was one. pt 3
The funny thing about emotion is that it rarely serves one well when in competition. The first few minutes maybe yet over all it is an energy drain an often has one making bad decisions. Delilah could tell her snide remarks were making Tom mad the more she took to winning the pool tournament. She’d won three straight games to claim the prize.
“You’re no real male hell I could kick your ass lifting weights too…huh wimp you ready to accept my challenge…I know just where we can do it.”
At his side Suzie and Katie went in to their act. It had been agreed to with Kendra they drive her car while she took the motorcycle.
“Are you going to take that from her?”
“She’s just a woman….show her who’s boss.”
Letting his chest swell he began to feel the psychotics of the LSD kick in.
“Sure I’ll have a go at it. I’ll be glad to show you who’s better between a male or a female.”
“Fine then let’s make it interesting loser says what the other want them to and has to masturbate in front of the winner.”
“Fine you’re on…I like seeing a woman diddle herself.”
Kendra sat speaking with Joan the barkeep. Moments earlier Joan had let her fingers gently touch Kendra’s hand after she served her the scotch and water.
“If you want to see him really get his ass kicked get someone to cover for you and come with me.”
Walking in to Delilah’s health club there hadn’t been too many there as he got down to just his boxer shorts. Soon a crowd of a dozen or so female weightlifters gathered around the two with a pair of female’s hovering in back wearing light sheltering sunglasses. Kendra walked in with Joan the barkeep at her side.
“HI Diane and look at this lovely Tara. Say hello to Joan dear, it’s been awhile since I’ve trained a new protégé in the art of being a Dominatrix.”
“Hello Ms. Joan.”
“Hi Tara my aren’t you a pretty one….is that a Versace top?”
“I think so yet I’m just a t-gurl who still has a lot to learn about being a woman.”
A small 5’ 5” women weightlifter with bulging muscles wearing a tuxedo acted as ‘Mistress of ceremony’ as she announced the prize for winning.
“Loser says what’s written on the card they’re given then will masturbate in front of everyone.”
The more the weightlifting competition went on with him losing the more the crowd taunted him.
“Hey sugar ….you’re going to make a nice wifey for some woman one day.”
“Honey did you bring any tampons….I left mine at home.”
Skilled as chemists are the strand of LSD he was on made him seem small and the women most of whom were already bigger seem even larger then him.
Not really knowing how to lift properly the last go-round he could feel his muscles tweak to the point that he knew he hurt his arm. It was no contest he lost and would have to suffer the indignity of saying the words and masturbating.
The LSD trip he was on, his arms feeling weak and damaged, all the taunting directed his way was making him freak out. Too tired to stand he shimmied out of his boxer’s while on the padded floor just as a pair of panties was thrown his way from the crowd.
“Put them on and keep them at your thighs as you beat off.”
The crowd parted making room so the two wearing sunglasses could move in closer.
His eyes went wide as Tom looked up to see his old girlfriend Diane.
“Go ahead Tara….say it.”
Tara stepped forward while he held on to his dick while waiting to be told to masturbate.
“Remember me…that day at the beach……well….’beat it ….squirt’.”
Tara giggled out and slid back to be by the side of her domina.
“That felt good Maam.”
“Yes I thought you’d like that baby…. karma aside….life rarely offers one the chance at payback.”
Delilah let fly with a head-skinner across the back of Tom’s head.
“You heard the gurl start whacking off.”
His mind was really spinning as the LSD took him on a wild trip seeing all the women he was as hard as he ever was. There was part of him that thought he may get beat up by the many weightlifters there.
Just then Joan stepped forward.
“You heard her…beat it….squirt.”
His cock seized up when he saw Joan had been videoing the masturbation. As his hand moved up and down he squirted out on to the padded floor.
Delilah looked at him and pointed to the floor.
“Clean up your mess.”
Joan smiled still using her phone to capture him slurping the cream up.
“Won’t everyone at Tawny’s like seeing this.”
Katie and Suzie moved to be at his side before ushering him out as though his two girlfriends.
The bed’s comforter felt nice against his skin that morning his nostrils took in the feminine fragrance of the perfume that permeated the bedroom. His muscles ached with his eyes half open he could feel the weight on his chest. It felt odd to feel as Katie slid close and kissed him.
“That babydoll nightie looks good on you Katie.”
The Cd pulled back after kissing him once more. Tom’s own lips felt heavy and slick. Putting her index finger to her cheek Katie waited. Tom kissed it only to see he’d made a lipstick mark when he pulled back.
“So does yours Yvonne, babydolls always make a woman feel sexy. Here take a hit on the vaping pipe.”
As the comforter slid lower to expose it he could see he was wearing a nightie like Katie and had a pair of c-cups breast forms on his chest. He felt the THC of the weed hit his bloodstream after the couple of pulls. He gave the breast forms a shake when suddenly he could feel Suzie had mashed her body against his back. It made him wonder what real breasts would feel like.
“Morning baby you feel nice.”
Suzie started to hump away letting Tom realize the CD’s cock had been inside him as he woke up. Slick with lots of lube Suzie’s cock started to fuck him. He had to check….his hand slid down and felt a hard cock in Katie’s panties. Something inside him made him slide his hand up and down along the hardness. As he turned he felt strands of long blond hair fall along his shoulders as his breasts jiggled.
“Extensions Yvonne, I knew you’d make a good looking blond.”
Their bodies intertwined as the three took to enjoying male CD sex. The longer Suzie fucked him the more submissive he felt. Letting him know she was stronger Suzie easily shifted him. The Cd leaned forward whispering in his ear.
“I think gurls like you look so sexy when they are on all fours so often they become even more docile once they lose their viginity ….yes that’s it….oh baby your pussy feel so nice.”
Katie slid over before letting his legs rest on either side of Yvonne. A quick gentle pull on the d-ring hanging off the BDSM collar he wore brought Yvonne’s lips to Katie’s cock. He knew he shouldn’t he knew if he sucked he be forever branded as a cocksucker. It looked to good to pass up he thought ‘maybe if I just touch it….it won’t be so bad….what a pretty cock…..maybe just a couple of licks….they can’t hurt…oh that cock inside me makes me feel like a woman….”
He didn’t even know that he did it. He let the tip of his tongue slide seductively along his lips. Lifting his eyes he looked at Katie.
’’Go ahead darling, you’re going to love the feel of it in your mouth Yvonne….I think you’re a natural born submissive.”
Dropping his lips on it he felt the cock pulsate inside his mouth.
Katie and Suzie had been doing it for years experienced enough they knew how to let the three of them move as one. A few minutes of being fucked and sucking Yvonne looked at Katie.
“Oh my breasts feel so amazing…..and this cock of yours Katie I love licking it ….eeewwwww, eewwwwww….is Suzie going to come inside me?
Letting his hand rest on Yvonne’s head guiding its movement he looked at Tom.
“Would you like her too?”
“Yes…yes I would.”
“Then you’ll have to ask her nicely.”
Katie winked at Suzie her soul mate.
Suzie flipped Yvonne over onto his back.
Katie spoke ‘Baby look to your left.”
Yvonne saw a tripod with a camera on it realizing the video camera was capturing it all. As he looked at Katie the Cd was stroking his own cock ready to burst forth.
Bands of come drenched Yvonne’s face. Holding him by the ankles Suzie took command waiting to hear it.
“Please come inside my pussy…I need to feel you leave your cream inside me.’
It was only then when he looked down and saw his cock was locked in a chastity cage.
The cream came out letting him experience what it felt like, much like a vanilla bride on her wedding night being taken missionary style he now knew what it meant to be a submissive feminine creature.
Laying exhausted all three cuddled together.
Before they fell back asleep Katie whispered.
“You never mentioned it…not once…you never said my cock…no you only thought about having your pussy be deflowered…you said so yourself …you called it your pussy…you asked to have a cock leave its cream inside you.”
It was the last thoughts he had as he fell asleep.
The shower felt good on his back. What amazed him was how the breast forms stayed attached despite being drenched in water. Things were different though both Ken and Trevor were back in male mode while Tom remained looking feminine.
Yvonne looked at Ken
“Can I have the bodywash?”
The bitch slap stung him as it hit his face.
“Gurl you learn to ask nicely…say Master Ken may I please have the body wash…besides you’ll be using this lavender scented one. The same goes for when you address Master Trevor.’
His hand rested on his face.
“Yes sir Master Ken, I’m sorry.”
He knew he’d been turned the days of him acting like an alpha male were behind Tom.
Master Trevor handed him the lady’s razor.
“You might as well get used to shaving your legs and underarms, you’ll be keeping them and your body smooth as silk from now on.”
The razor glided down his legs he couldn’t help yet feel feminine seeing the polish on his toenails as his hand with colored nail polish on his fingernails guided the razor along.
It was only a temporary tattoo that would last for a few weeks yet when he saw it as he padded himself dry he felt a band of femininity roll through him. The lower back tattoo looked cute as the flower tattoo went from one side to the other. Yvonne turned once more to look in the mirror and felt the breast forms wiggle as he looked at mark on his body.
“I want to see if I like this before making it permanent.”
Yvonne looked at him
’’Yes sir Master Ken.”
Mistress Kendra turned on hearing Ken and Trevor enter the kitchen she was glad to have them all at her home along with Joan.
’’Hello fellows, sit Ken, Trevor lets have some thing to eat…..what a lovely chime I hear.”
Moments later Yvonne walked in knowing the bell hanging from his chastity cage beneath his skirt had announced his presence.
“Well someone looks cute today…a kiss to my cheek Yvonne then you can help serve breakfast.”
Mistress Kendra held his eyes with hers within seconds she won the staring contest as Tom lowered his eyes.
Wearing a plaid skirt just a little too short was pinched in at the waist. His top a soft brushed cotton in canary yellow let his naked breast forms under it wiggle as he moved to kiss the dominant woman.
“Honey you have gorgeous legs….now step back and lift your skirt show off that little bell I hear.”
Pursing his lips into a smile he was aware he’d lose just a little more of his masculine persona kissing her cheek dressed the way he was while showing off the bell attached to the chastity cage..
Kendra looked at Joan then back a both Yvonne and her dominatrix in training.
“Now be a good little woman and help Domina Joan…..Joan a gurl like this needs to learn her domestication all flows from her kitchen.”
The meal served Ken could tell Yvonne was hungry as the budding Cd took to cleaning the kitchen while the others ate.
“I know I told you that you’re on a diet yet do you like honey…… it goes well with protein Yvonne? Here babe bring my dishes to the sink.”
Just a hint of masculinity to it Yvonne’s answer came out in a soft breathy voice.
“Yes sir Master Ken.”
Dropping the dishes in the sink Yvonne returned to collect other dishes off the table as his chastity bell rang lightly while he walked in his 2" cork heels. Ken stood up as Joan and Kendra and Trevor watched as he slid the trousers off. A few strokes was all he needed to have his cock go stiff. Tom looked at Master Ken realizing he was to drop to his knees in front of him.
Taking the plastic bottle of honey he turned it upside down and waited for the slow moving honey to make its way to the open tip. Loud enough for all to hear Kendra spoke to her feminine protégé.
“Joan you did a lovely job with Yvonne’s makeup…look at those lashes.”
Ken held his cock with his left hand as his right drew a line made of honey along the length of the hard shaft.
“Careful with your nails baby, I know they look pretty but I like it when a gurl gently touches my balls when she is sucking me off.”
Yvonne looked at the hard cock and knew he had to taste it.
He surprised even himself when he said it.
“May I suck your cock Master Ken?”
Kendra silently reached out sitting at the table as she moved a few strands of the blond hair back behind his pierced ear.
“I guess some gurls just can’t get enough of it once they’ve been deflowered….go ahead darling. First the honey then the protein.”
Tom slid his mouth onto the head and let his tongue swirl around it. This time the sound he made was distinctly femme. Yvonne could feel him self falling deeper down the rabbit hole of femininity. His lips slurped up the tasty honey on the shaft as one hand held the stiff penis by the base. The chaos and conflict in his mind was leaving all that was there was the cock and his need to suck it.
Assertively Joan spoke up.
“I like the way she uses her tongue….guys like that when you tickle the part just under the head.”
Tom’s eyes briefly watched every one looking at him without taking his mouth off it while he sucked.
“Sweetie if you promise you are going to be a good gurl today I’ll let you have every drop of cream….you’ve got lots to learn in the days ahead.”
The response came out half muffled not wanting to remove his mouth.
“essss master….I’ll be good.”
Kendra smiled at the others.
“Look…..she likes feeling how nice it is to have breasts.”
Yvonne had let her one hand slip down and caress the breast form not caring if they caught her. The first spurt hit the back of his throat followed by another and another.
The email went out letting his boss know he’d be taking a week or so off.
End of part 3 …..
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