0 comments/ 7884 views/ 4 favorites Love Hurts By: Shanewow This is the true story of how a normal, everyday couple went from good but vanilla sex to hardcore fucking including BDSM, Fetish, Exhibitionism and soon Group Sex. I am starting the story with what happened last night. By all outward appearances you would never believe this is a true story. But it is. My girlfriend and I are your typical mid-late 30's couple in living the middle class life style in suburban South Florida. She is a 3rd grade school teacher and divorced mom to two elementary school age kids. I am a divorced dad to two middle school age kids. We both go to church, drive SUV's and we are t-shirt, jeans people. How did we get here? Crack! The sound of the two interlocked leather pink hearts, studded with "LOVE HURTS" colliding with the tender flesh of her ass interrupted her moans. She is on her hands and knees sucking my hard cock. Over and over again, harder and harder I spank her. Her once pale ass is now pink. Welts in the pattern of those two hearts are discernible. I can even read LOVE HURTS in mirror image. I feel the heat radiate from the welts as I softly caress her ass between swats. Although my swats are getting harder and harder (she must remember this tomorrow) my caresses gentler and longer lasting. I need her to know that she is precious to me, she is mine and that I love her and I cherish her. Crack! Crack! Owwwwwwww, Ahhhhhhh. Keep sucking my cock baby girl, I instruct her. As I caress her, my hand wanders to her pussy. After each swat her pussy is wetter and wetter. I understand that she craves being my dirty slut. She longs for me to hit her. She needs my encouragement and understanding to live out all of the taboo fantasies in her mind. I lay her on her back my strong hand closes around her throat. I sense her apprehension. It's ok baby girl, just relax. You are mine. What is more primal than taking your mate by the throat? Making her submit? I take the crop and tease her with it. I run the cold steel letters LOVE HURTS over her erect nipples. As I lift the letters from her breasts, she braces for what's to come. Crack! Owwwww! She lifts slightly only to cause greater pressure on her throat. Open your legs baby. She tentatively lets her raised knees fall open. I trace the inside of her thighs with the crop. I reach her waiting pussy, the smell of her sex is in the air. I glide those steel letters slowly over her clit L O V E H U R T S. Do you want me to spank your pussy baby girl? A low moan and a desperate nod are her reply. Crack! She instinctively closes her legs. Open your legs slut! I command. She obeys. A few more swats and she is begging me to fuck her. I remove my belt from my pants. I see the anticipatory smile on her face. I position myself on top of her. Put it in, I whisper in her ear. As she lines up my cock at the entrance of her waiting pussy, I place my belt across her throat. My mouth finds its way to her right breast. I take her nipple between my teeth and begin to nibble. Pressure increasing, as I begin to drive deep into her waiting cunt. I feel her muscles close around my cock. I know she is close. I tighten the belt around her throat and bite down. There it is. She screams as her orgasm rocks her body. I prop myself up by pushing her legs back, holding the back of her thighs. I begin to pound her pussy as hard as I can until I feel my own orgasm build. I pull out into her waiting mouth. She eats every last drop of my cum and suckles my cock until it loses its rigidity. We both know what happens next. My precious slut starts the shower and waits for me. I enter the shower and she is already on her knees. I approach her. She grabs my cock as I empty my bladder. She sprays herself with my warm piss, coating her face and chest, filling her mouth. What a precious slut, I think to myself. We fall asleep in each others' arms. We sleep so soundly we missed the alarm. Frantic to get to work on time, we barely have time for our embrace. We say our goodbyes and start our day. Thinking about her, I send her a text. "How's your day baby?" "My ass is sore ;)" she replied. LOVE HURTS. Love Hurts, And Starrs Are Hot It was a normal Saturday night for me. I was hanging out online surfing for some porn to whack it to. I'm not a bad looking guy. I'm 6 foot even with shaggy brown hair that has an annoying habit falling into my, "sky blue eyes", as someone once called them. I work out as regularly as possible so my body is nothing to be ashamed of. I guess my cock is a little big than average though I've never gone out of my way to compare to someone else. I graduate from MIT with my degree in mechanical engineering and landed a great job right out of college that made me lots of money. The only problem was that this job was very demanding so I didn't have much of a personal life. That had led me to searching for many different kinds of porn to satisfy my libido. At one point or another I had stumbled onto a porn site that specialized in BDSM. After that I made that one of my go to websites for porn. I had made a decent amount of money working and I inherited my house from my parents so I had money to spend on membership for multiple sites. I would come home from work, make myself something to eat, sit down at my computer and watch these girls get tie, tormented, and fucked. As this habit stretched for longer and longer, it became harder and harder to find something new enjoy. Because of that I began to branch out and look at different sites. I'm not sure exactly how it happened but I started to watch videos where the women were in charge and the men were the ones who got tied, teased, and tormented. I have never considered myself submissive, but watching these girls do all these brutal things to these guys made me cum almost as hard as I ever had. No matter what site I was on I found myself continuously going back to two girls. Bobbi Starr and Isis Love. As I said, I don't consider myself all that submissive. More of a switch when it comes to that. But I would let either of those women make me their bitch any day. This particular Saturday I had just logged on when I noticed a banner. For their 20th anniversary they were running a contest. Buy raffle tickets and get a chance to film with any of their stars for any of their sites. You could buy packages of tickets in increasing amounts. Intrigued I went digging through the contest details to see if there was a catch. When I found none I said what the hell and decided to try my luck. I went to the contest page selected 100 raffle tickets, entered my credit card info yet again and clicked send. I was fairly certain that I wasn't going to win because there were options for 1000 to 10000 tickets. But since it never hurts to try and doesn't really affect me if I don't win I saw no downside. The contest wasn't set to end for another 4 months so I pushed any though about the contest to the back of my mind and focused on work. 4 months go by and I had all but forgotten about that contest I entered on that Saturday night. That was until I got an email saying that I had won. I stared at the screen for at least 5 minutes not believing my luck. This was some of the best news I had ever heard. The only problem was that this wasn't the kind of contest you wanted to go around bragging about winning. But that didn't matter to me because I would be able to live out any fantasy I wanted. I read through the rest of the email to get all the details I would need. There was a link that I was supposed to click to book my session. I have pretty fast internet, but in that instant it felt like I had dial-up. When the link finally opened I was amazed by all the options I had. When they said anything, they meant anything. At first I was paralyzed with all the options I had. When I started to think coherently again I started to eliminate some of the option that didn't appeal or apply to me at all. I didn't want to do anything that involved a gangbang because I wanted the shoot to be intimate. I couldn't do any of the lesbian shoots for obvious reasons. That still left more than a few sites to choose from. At first I was going to choose ones where I could participate in the domination of the girls. But as I thought about it more I realized that I had a chance to have a once in a lifetime experience with two woman I have fantasized about for a long time. I just had to give it a try. I eventually settled on one of the femdom sites with Bobbi Starr and Isis Love dominating me. I clicked send and got a message that said that I would be contacted soon to tell me when the girl's schedules had an opening for me. I sat back with a sigh and couldn't help but grin. This had been one of my biggest fantasies since I had found this website and now it was going to happen. 2 weeks pass and I was at work when I got an email on my personal email account. I saw that it was from the website and I immediately closed the email. I knew that I couldn't deal with this at work and it would have to wait till I got home. Considering the fact that it was 9 o'clock in the morning when I got the email, the day just seemed to drag on. Finally quitting time rolled around and I rushed home as fast as possible. I opened my email and read it multiple times. Bobbi and Isis' schedules had a coinciding opening the second weekend of June. They told me that I was needed for two days. One to work on the "script" and the other for shooting. They offered to reimburse me for my flight and hotel. Since it was December I had enough time to request time off from work and book a flight out to San Francisco. The email also made an odd request that I thought would be difficult but doable. They asked that the week before the shoot I was not supposed to cum. They explained that they wanted an impressive show from me. I figured that it was a reasonable request so I emailed back my confirmation. I flew out, and since I wasn't paying for the flight, I splurged in a way I hadn't before. I found a hotel not too far from where the shoot was scheduled to happen and booked it for 4 days. I figured that I would need one day to get there and prepare, the two days to shoot, and one day to recover. I emailed my boss and asked for those days off in June. Now I just had to wait the 6 months till I could go and have one of the best experiences of my life. When it was time for me to go I could hardly contain my excitement. The flight and the day before were a completely different kind of torture than the kind I was looking forward to. I brought my laptop with me and spent the whole first day just watching some of my favorite videos of Bobbi and Isis. I had remembered the request them made of me so I hadn't come in over a week. It was extremely difficult for me because I had never been so horny in my life. They said that it would be an impressive show but I didn't know if I would last one thrust before I exploded. The first day finally came and I showed up at the building promptly at 10. I was ushered into what looked like a regular office. A few minutes later in walked a woman who wasn't either of the woman I was hoping to see. "Hello, Alex. My name is Rose and I will be the director of your shoot tomorrow," the woman said as she stretched out her hand. "Hello Rose. Nice to meet you. I'm so excited to be here. Thank you for giving me this opportunity," I replied as I rose to greet her. She smiled at me as she gestured for us to sit at the desk in the room. She opened up the folder she was carrying and laid out a few papers across the desk. "Well we're excited to have you here. These papers I have are the standard waivers that we have all models sign that state that you know what you are getting into and are willingly doing this." I briefly looked them over before I sign and dated them. "Excellent. Now that we have that out of the way I have some questions to ask you to determine exactly what you want from this scene." "Ok, shoot," I say as I leaned back in my chair. "First, what role do you want the dommes to play?" "Well I think the two roles that turn me on the most are either nurse or cop. So I wouldn't say no to either, or both of those." "Ok, I think we'll be able to do something with that. Any specific outfits you want them to change into at some point?" "Well I'd have to say that one of my biggest fetishes is latex. So if they could wear a latex outfit at some point that would be great. I also like that classic corseted domme look." "Ok I don't know how many outfit changes we will incorporate but we will try to fit those in. Next question. On a scale of 1-10 how much do you enjoy CBT and humiliation." "Well I've never actually experienced CBT but I'd be willing to try. So I guess I'll say. 6. As for the humiliation, I guess looking back now, that was one of the best parts of my favorite movies. The dommes telling the guy how worthless he was, how he was their bitch, how they'd spit in his face and then laugh. I definitely want some of that." "Ok, so we'll have a little CBT but it won't be too intense or be the focus of movie. I'll tell the girls that they have free reign to say what they want to you. Next, how experienced are you with anal sex?" "I've never gone out and bought toys specific to the act, but after reading about the prostate I might have experimented with some things I had laying around the house." "So did you enjoy it? Would you be willing to have the girls perform anal on you?" "Oh absolutely. As long as they don't try to stick a watermelon up my ass and slowly ramp up the intensity, I won't protest." That got a little bit of a chuckle from here and she wrote some notes on her paper. "Next question. Are you willing to be tied up in intricate ways?" "Yeah I have no problem with being tied up." "Would you be willing to let the girls beat you with various instruments?" "I guess so. As long as they don't cause permanent damage and don't draw blood." "Oh don't worry. They'll use a technique that looks much more painful than it actually is. Final question. You have been saving up all you come for a week. Would you be willing to eat it at the end of the shoot?" I was expecting that question but I still had to think about it for a few minutes before I answered. "Yeah I guess I'd be willing to try. I mean this is all about living out my fantasy, and what dominatrix fantasy would be complete without the dommes making the sub eat his own cum." "Ok then. It looks like I have everything I'm going to need. I'll whip up a script tonight and we should be all set to shoot tomorrow. Can you be here at the same time tomorrow?" "Absolutely. I can't wait." With that we stood up and shook hands and she escorted me from the building. Since it was only 11 o'clock in the morning I decided to wander around San Francisco for the rest of the day. I spent some time enjoying myself while I did all the stereotypical tourist things. I went and visited Alcatraz, I saw the Golden Gate Bridge, and I took a bike tour about a city. At the end of the day I went back to the hotel and tried to relax. I tried everything, watched a movie, watched porn, tried meditating, and everything in between. Unfortunately I was too keyed up for tomorrow to sleep. After what seemed like forever it was finally time to get up. I rolled out of bed and went to take a shower. Half an hour later I was dressed and standing in front of the building. Taking a deep breath to steady myself I entered the building. I was greeted by a secretary and after signing in I was directed down two floors to the set. I could see two rooms that were bustling with people. One looked like the inside of a decrepit warehouse. The other looked like a post-apocalyptic medical room. My cock twitched a little when I saw that but before I could look any closer Rose was calling me from the first room. I walked over and she met me with a smile. "So glad you're here. I'm very happy with what we've come up with and I think you'll be happy to. So I've been able to incorporate both a nurse and a cop into the scene. Ok so the basic premise is that this is a future where woman are in charge. It is illegal for men to masturbate and cum without permission. There are special groups dedicated to monitoring and controlling men. We're going to start off by having you masturbating in this "warehouse" when one of the girls, who is playing a masturbation police character, comes in and catches you. She will punish you a bit before taking you into the next room where the other girl is waiting as a nurse who specializes in rehabilitating masturbators." She was very excited as she told me this. She was gesturing around the area pointing out things that would be used today. "We also have some great costume changes that you will love. Let's get you ready and then we can start." I was a little shocked as I was led by the hand over to a corner of the ware house. "Ok so I want you to unzip your pants and pull out your cock. Don't be shy we're professionals and have seen it all." Even with that I still had to take a breath before I unzipped and fished out my semi-hard cock. Rose nodded approvingly before summoning over a camera guy. "So we want you to look like you're masturbating. You don't actually have to because we don't want to get you too riled up just yet." Nodding lightly I grabbed my cock and barely moved my hand up and down it. It started to get hard just from the anticipation so I didn't have to work too hard. I played it up by moaning and making it seem like I was close to cumming. "Stop!!" I stop immediately and look over to where the voice came from. What I saw almost caused me to blow my load without any stimulation. Standing there commandingly was Bobbi Starr in all her glory. She was dressing in a tight latex cop outfit. It was blue and was stretched tightly against her tits. She had on small black latex booty shorts and she had on fishnet stockings under knee high black latex boots. To top it off she was wearing a police man's hat askew on her head. She strutted over to me menacingly, her heels clicking against the concrete floors. "What do we have here?" She asked as she came to a stop in front of me. "A horny little masturbator trying to break the law and having a little orgasm." I tried to look away sheepishly and put my cock away. "Oh no you don't you little bitch. Keep that cock where I can see it." She roughly grabbed my arms and forced them behind me. She secured them back there with some handcuffs she had on her. She circled around me tapping her baton all over my body. "You know the law. No male is allowed to masturbate without female permission and supervision. I'm going to have to punish you. Now stand there and don't make a sound or I will cut your cock and balls off." This whole speech had made my cock go from three quarters mast to full staff so now it was pointing out proudly from my body. Officer Bobbi roughly pulled my pants down around my ankles and was caressing my ass. Suddenly she reared back and slapped it. I'm sure it looked impressive and it sounded painful but I think she pulled back at the last second so it didn't hurt. But I knew I had to play it up for the camera so I winced like it hurt. She did this a total of twenty times. Even though she didn't put her full power into it, after twenty spanks my ass was starting to get sore. "Ok bitch now get down and worship my boots. If you do it well enough I might think about letting you off with just a warning." I got down to my knees and shuffled over to her boots. I started by kissing each of the tips of her boots. I then moved up and down placing kisses along the length of each. I started with the left and moved my way to the right. I then started to like and slobber over the boots so they got all shiny. She picked up her left foot and ordered me to like the underside of her boot. I grimaced at that but diligently went to work. They must have cleaned the floors before I got there because the bottoms of the boots were spotless. After I was down she backed up but I stayed on my knees with my head bowed. I could hear her walking around behind me and I didn't know what was going on until I felt the tip of one of her boots nudging my balls. "Look at these disgusting man balls. So full of cum but not allowed to spurt. I know I said I might let you off with only a warning but I changed my mind. I'm going to take you somewhere where you can really be punished. Now stand up and don't say anything." I hastily got to my feet and she pulled something out from a belt she was wearing. I didn't get a good chance to look at it before she stepped really close to me and tightly grabbed my balls. She squeezed them enough for me to notice and grunt in discomfort. "You're wish I never caught you," she whispers in my ear as she fastened a leather strap tightly around my cock and balls. She then pulled out a chain and attached it to a ring along the strap and she started to pull me along by my cock and balls. I had no choice but to follow. "Cut! Nice job people let's move on to the next scene. Five minutes until filming." Bobbi dropped the chain before I could say anything and walked away. I stood there stunned as a watched her ass sway in those latex shorts. It took me a few seconds to realize that Rose was talking to me. "We thought it would be better if the girls didn't interact with you between scenes. It make it easier for them to be aloof if they didn't just have a conversation with you. Any way you can take that strap off for a few minutes for now. Next you'll be dragged into the next room where there will be some more spankings if you don't mind." "Yeah I think I can deal with that. That wasn't too bad. They could get a little rougher if they want. I can take it." "Ok I'll tell them that they don't have to hold back as much. Because it's going to start to get more intense we're going to give you a safe word. Say banana if you need them to take it easy but you don't want to stop the scene. Say apple if you want to stop the scene completely." "Ok banana to slow down, apple to stop. Got it." "Good, now I need you to put that strap back on your cock and ball and re-handcuff your hands behind your back so we can start the next scene." I hastened to comply and as I was tightening the cuffs down Bobbi walked briskly out from a side room. She didn't look me in the eye as she picked up the chain. We waited for all the camera men to get into position and for Rose to yell action. As soon as she did Bobbi tugged on the chain and started to walk into the medical room. I had to hustle to keep up so the pain in my cock and balls wasn't too extreme. Bobbi stopped so suddenly that I almost bumped into her. Knowing that that would probably be a bad idea I stopped and looked at my feet. "Well well well what do we have here?" "I found this little masturbator in a warehouse trying to have an orgasm without permission. I've brought him here so he can be punished." "Lucky you. I just happen to have an opening that I can fit him in. Care to stay and help administer the punishment officer." "I would love to stay. Thank you for asking nurse. Bitch, eyes up. The nurse needs to examine you." I looked up and got my first look at Isis Love in character. She wore a white latex nurse's outfit. It was so short it barely covered her pussy. She had the top unzipped enough so she showed a generous amount of cleavage. She wore white knee high latex boots but no fishnets underneath. She had topped it off with a cute nurse's hat on her head. She sauntered over to me with a clipboard in her hands. "I think we should restrain him so I can examine him with worry." Suddenly a hook was lowered from the ceiling. Bobbi quickly un-cuffed my hands and then re-cuffed them in-front of me. The handcuff chain was then placed on the hook which was slowly retracted back up into the ceiling. Once it got to a point where I could barely stand on my tiptoes the hook stopped moving. My feet were then spread apart and clipped into a spreader bar. I was then poked and prodded in multiple places by Isis who then would scribble on her clip board. She spent most of her time around my cock, balls, and asshole poking, prodding, weighing, flicking, fondling, and grabbing. Love Hurts, And Starrs Are Hot "Well nurse what is your diagnosis?" Bobbi asked from where she was leaning against the desk. "Well he seems to be in good health overall. His cock is a little on the small side and his balls don't seem to be as full as they should be. I recommend we punish him for breaking the law and then we must get his balls to the appropriate size. I'm going to need your help to successfully fix this problem." Isis stood up and placed the clipboard on the desk. "We need to make sure that he realizes that he isn't allowed to masturbate without permission." She picked up a riding crop that was laying on the desk. "Can you please select an instrument to use to punish him?" Bobbi perused the many instruments on the desk before picking up a flogger and swinging it through the air. Apparently not satisfied she put it back and went back to browsing. I looked on nervously as she trailed her fingers along all the instruments on the desk before she stopped on a paddle. It was square, and had a set of holes along its length. Bobbi smiled devishly and nodded her approval. I swallowed nervously as she walked over to join Isis. "So do you want to go first or do you want me to get him started?" Bobbi asked as they looked at me. "You can get him started and I will finish him off with this crop." "Excellent. I'm going to enjoy punishing this perv." She walked up behind me and rubbed the paddle over my ass. Fortunately it had recovered from the spanking that Bobbi had administered earlier. "Bitch after every spank I want you to say, 'Thank you Miss. I'm sorry for breaking the law.'" Then without any warning she reached back and brought the paddle down on my ass. "Thank you Miss. I'm sorry for breaking the law," I squeaked out before she brought the paddle back down on my ass. I went on like that for what felt like hours. Every time I was able to repeat the phrase I was told to say. Bobbi expertly worked the paddle all over my ass so she didn't hit the same place twice. She was still pulling her hits but not as much as before so it was starting to hurt more than I expected. It seemed like forever but Bobbi eventually stepped back and nodded. "Well I think he's starting to get the message. Why don't you reinforce it for him?" "Gladly. It always makes me tingle when I can correct these pathetic men." Isis walked over to me and started running the crop up and down my chest. "I want you to say the same thing you said for the nice officer but I also want you to count the strokes." She barely paused before she reared back and delivered a slap right down the center of my chest. "One. Thank you Miss. I'm sorry for breaking the law." I gasped as I tried to recover. It then went on like that. She evenly marked my chest, back, and legs. I got up to forty and she paused. I thought I was done but she didn't put the crop down. "Now for these last ten I'm going to punish your cock and balls. Remember to count. For every one you miss I'll add two to the total." Hearing that I resolved not to miss one. I gritted my teeth as she tapped the crop against the top of my cock. She brought the crop down gently against my cock. "Forty one. Thank you miss. I'm sorry for breaking the law." Nine more strokes came in, each stronger than the last. She alternated between my cock and my balls for each stroke. I was crying due to the pain after the last stroke but I resolved that I could take it all and not use my safe word. After I forced myself to repeat my phrase I collapsed against the restraints holding me up. "Cut!! Alright every one this break is going to be longer to give him enough time to recover." I felt the chain lower me from the ceiling but could barely support myself. Luckily someone was there to grab me and keep me from falling. They took me over to a soft cushioned chair for me to sit in. Before they did that someone rubbed a cream on my ass that immediately took away most of the pain. I sat down with a sigh of contentment. I closed my eyes and felt the cream being applied over my front, paying especially close attention to my sore privates. "Hey Alex are you ok? That was pretty intense and I was worried that you wouldn't make it through it." "Yeah it was pretty rough right there at the end but I thought I could make it through so I did." "Well don't exert yourself trying to get ready for the next scene. This one will be much less demanding. We're going to tie you up in some hogtied bondage and you'll be "forced" to pleasure them. They will also be getting you ready for the following scene by stretching you out with multiple buttplugs. So just lay there for now and let us know when you're ready." I sat there for maybe half an hour and then I was getting restless. I stood up and went to go find Rose and let her know that I was ready. I found her deep in conversation with one of the crew. She looked over and smiled at me as I approached. "So you ready to go. This is Carl. He's the head rope man here and he'll be getting you ready. BTW Bobbi and Isis say that they're sorry they went so hard on you and are glad you are alright." "Enough chit chat we have work to do." Carl said gruffly. He motioned me to follow him back to the medical room. Sitting in the middle was a giant pile of rope. I was told to kneel near the rope and put my hand straight out in front of me. "Now I know this might feel awkward at first but we know what we're doing. Just let us know if anything is uncomfortable. You could be in this for a while and we don't want any chaffing." I nodded in understanding as he picked up one end of the rope and got down to work. Just as he was finishing up Rose came over with a last minute request. "Hey I know this is a little odd and you didn't mention it during our interview but I think it would be a nice touch if you were wearing a chastity belt for the next couple of scenes. I think it would go nice with the whole females denying males orgasm theme. Now this is entirely voluntary and we won't put it on you without your permission." Never one to shy away from something new I agreed. She bent down and quickly fastened a plastic ring around my balls. She then slid a cover over my flaccid cock. The ring and cover had a connection that were screwed together. She stood up when she was finished and walked away leaving me kneeling on the floor. I had what felt like a mile of rope wrapped around my chest. My hands were tied behind me with my left hand holding my right elbow and my right hand holding my left elbow. There was then rope that went from my forearms to my ankles that wouldn't allow me to move upward but would allow me to move down. I suspected that this was to help me impale myself on whatever they put under me. As I waited for the scene to start I contemplated if I was enjoying myself so far. Thinking about what had been done to me I knew that most people would think I was insane. I came to the realization that I was loving every minute of this and the only time my cock had been touched was being slapped by a riding crop. I came to the realization there on that floor that when I came to what role I wanted to play I wasn't a dominant or even a switch. I was a sub through and through. I was deep in contemplation when I was startled by a slamming behind me. I jumped and shuffled around as I heard the girls laughing. Sitting right in front of me was a chair. "What's wrong you piece of shit. Did we scare you?" Isis taunted me as she circled the chair. I couldn't answer because I was just staring at the outfits they had changed into. They were standing there in stunning leather corsets. Each corset had small cups in them that their breasts rested on. I could see that the corsets had zippers down by their pussies that could be opened so there was access. They had swapped their latex boots for leather boots of the same length. They had done their makeup. It was subtle but due to the scrutiny I was placing them under I could tell. They had touched up their eyeliner and eye shadow. They had put just a hint of powder on their cheeks to bring out their definition. The biggest change is that they both put on bright red shiny lipstick. Isis say down in the chair and beckoned me over with a single finger. I awkwardly shuffled over until I was sitting between her legs. "Unzip me," she commanded. I leaned forward and grabbed the zipper with my mouth. I carefully pulled it until it was completely open. "Now we are going to work on rehabilitating you. First you will be taught that you must serve woman at all time. You will do that by bringing us to multiple orgasms with only your mouth." Bobbi had walked around behind me and was pushing my head into Isis' pussy. I didn't even hesitate and I opened my mouth and wrapped it around her push. I gently sucked on her lips and clit. I was apparently doing the right thing because Isis began to moan. I then started to flick her clit with my tongue. As I was doing that I felt Bobbi reach down and start to trace her finger around my asshole. "You also have to learn that if you get any pleasure it is because we give it to you. You are going to become very acquainted with the principle of anal orgasms. I see that you have a very tight asshole. I'm going to work on opening it up." I braced myself as I felt her pull my ass back and up. I had to struggle to keep my mouth on Isis' pussy but I was able to manage. I felt something cool running between my ass cheeks and knew she was lubing me up. She then pushed the tip of a buttplug against my hole. She teased me by barely inserting the tip and then taking it away. I was trying to entice her to put more in by raising it higher in the air. "Ohh looks like we have a wanabee anal whore here. I bet he all he thinks about is jerking his cock with a big dick in his ass. You should get something bigger to start him off." "Don't worry he'll get bigger things up there soon. This is just a test to see what he can take." With that Bobbi started to forcefully push the buttplug into my ass. It wasn't too bad. It was about the size of the carrots that I would occasionally use when I was jerking. Suddenly the thickest part was part my opening and it settled in my ass. Bobbi made sure it was in there by pumping it a couple of times. That action caused it to rub against my prostate which caused me to moan in pleasure. "Oh he like that. I think you're right. We have an anal whore here. He must need something different." Just as suddenly as it entered the buttplug was taken out of my ass. I felt very empty and whined to let them know. "Hey don't worry about your ass. Focus on giving me more orgasms. I need two more before we'll put anything else up there." Hearing that I dove back in and redoubled my efforts. I sucked, I licked, and I fucked her pussy with my tongue. Pretty soon I had brought her to two screaming orgasms. Each time she closed her legs around my head and squeezed till I was seeing spots. After she collapsed from her most recent orgasm Isis stood up and grabbed me by the hair. "Well looks like your good for something at least. Doesn't make you any more of a man. You still are just a piece of meat for me to play with." She spit in my face and then slapped it before walking behind me. She was quickly replaced in the chair by Bobbi who had already unzipped her crotch zipper. "I expect to see some effort from you. I don't want you taking all day." She roughly grabbed my head and forced it against her pussy. I went to work on her, doing anything I could think of. As I was licking I felt Isis come up behind me and start to work a larger buttplug up my ass. This one felt like it was larger than anything I had ever used at home and I started to pant from the effort of trying to let it in. she eventually forced it past my sphincter and had it settle deep in my ass. It felt like it was at least six inched long and three inches thick at the widest part. She started drumming on the base of it and I could feel it vibrating deep inside me. At this point my jaw was beginning to ache to I worked even harder to make Bobbi happy. At last I brought her to her third screaming orgasm and she laid back content. I sat back with my face covered in the mixed juices from their pussies. As I sat up I drove the buttplug deeper into my ass. It was rubbing against my prostate and making my dick leak pre cum. This whole time had turned me on and my dick was painfully pressing against the cage, screaming to get out. Bobbi just looked at the need in my face and laughed. She then reached down and scooped up all the pre cum with her finger. "We know that males cum is very precious. We don't want to waste it at all. But you're not worthy for us to eat it so where do you think it needs to go?" "Does it need to go into my mouth mistress?" "Look the dumb bitch got the right answer for once. Yes it needs to go in your mouth. And you need to swallow it all. Open wide." She wiped everything she had on her finger into my wide open mouth. "Now swallow." I obediently obliged. I had never tasted my semen so I wasn't prepared for the salty taste that it had. I couldn't help myself and I grimaced at the taste. "Oh look officer. He doesn't like the taste. Well that's too bad because he's going to spend the rest of his life eating his own cum. It's obvious that he is good for nothing and so the few times that he is allowed to cum he must eat every drop." At this point Isis had circled back in front of me while holding a small buttplug. I quickly guessed that that was the first one I had in my ass and that I was going to need to clean it. Trying to make them happy I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue invitingly. "He's learning. I hope you like the taste of your ass." Isis roughly stuffed the buttplug in my mouth and shoved it in and out quickly. "Cut!! Great job people. Ten minute break then we need to get set up for the next scene." Isis and Bobbi walked away as I was suddenly surrounded by people untying me. They were very good at what they did because in no time I was free and easing the buttplug out of my ass. I held it up in front of me and saw that my guess was correct. I handed it to a crewman to get cleaned and I went over and sat in a chair. There was a buffet with food and drinks set up so I grabbed a plate and a bottle of water. As I ate and rehydrated I saw people bustling around getting ready for the finale. "Ok Alex this is the final scene. We're going to tie you up on your back on a table. They will fuck your ass and mouth with dildos and maybe they might get up on the table and fuck you. At the end you'll be hoisted up by your feet so your cock is directly over your face and you will be jacked off until you cum in your mouth. Is that ok?" "Yeah I can't wait. Let's do this." I walked over to the medical table that was placed in the middle of the room and lay down on my back. Very soon I was tied up with my feet reattached to the spreader bar from earlier. My hands were tied to my sides so I couldn't move. I was as ready as I could ever be as Bobbi and Isis walked back into the room. They had on the same outfits as before with only one change. They were both wearing impressive looking strapons. I knew my ass could take them, due to the buttplug from earlier but they did look a little scary. They were about eight inches long and around an inch and a half to two inches thick. They just stood there, stroking their cocks while they looked at me. Then Bobbi walked over and started rubbing her big, rubber cock all over my face. "Do you like this you little faggot bitch? Do you me rubbing my huge cock all over you?" "Yes mistress. I love your cock. Please fuck me with it." She laughed at that and told me to open wide. I did and she then rammed it as deep in my mouth as possible. It got to the back of my throat and stopped, making me gag on it. She then backed out and then rammed it back in. She settled into a nice rhythm as the cock started going deeper and deeper down my throat. Each time it would go in I would gag and have spit trailing it as she pulled out. Before too long my face was covered with my own spit and I could barely see. I could still feel what they were doing so I noticed when Isis started lightly flogging me. She would hit the top of my chest and then drag it down past my balls and repeat. All the while she was teasing my asshole with the head of her cock. "Officer, would you like to switch places with me? That cock looks lubed up enough to continue his rehabilitation." "I think you're right. Would you like to come over here and continue to train him in the art of deep throating?" "It would be my pleasure." Bobbi pulled all eight inches of her cock out of my throat and walked around to my ass while I lay there gasping for air. I didn't have much time to recover before Isis walked over and held her cock just away from my face. "Kiss the tip and show me what a good cock sucker you are." I strained my neck out as far as I could but she kept pulling just out of reach. I reached out my tongue to try to just touch it as she laughed at my futility. Then without preamble she stepped up to my face grabbed my head with both hands, reared back and slammed her cock into my mouth. At the same time Bobbi had lined herself up with my ass and thrusted hard until she was completely buried in my ass. Fortunately due to all the saliva it had accumulated from my throat fucking and due to the buttplugs from earlier, my ass had stretched enough to only offer minimal resistance. I groaned around the cock in my mouth as they started thrusting in tandem. I was in heaven as these two goddess were using both my holes savagely. I could feel Bobbi's cock rubbing up against my prostate and I started to moan. They both just laughed at me as they kept thrusting. At one point they switched places which gave me a chance to really catch my breath. Pretty soon I was getting close to orgasm and I struggled to let them know. They must have gotten my message because they both simultaneously pulled out with a wet sucking sound. "Does the little faggot need to cum?" "Yes Mistress. Please let me cum," I begged. "Well since you asked so nicely." Isis reached over and took the chastity belt off my cock. Now free it sprung to attention in record time. Bobbi meanwhile had lowered a hook from the ceiling and had clipped the spreader bar between my legs to it. I was being slowly hoisted up by the legs. Isis push my shoulders back until my head was directly underneath my cock. I guess they wanted to make sure that I caught everything because a ring gag was put in my mouth to keep it open. Isis grabbed my cock which was coated liberally with my pre cum, and started stroking. Bobbi had taken this time to grab a prostate massager and climb up on the desk and start to stroke my prostate. "I hope you like the taste of your own cum you faggot. You'll be the only one to taste it from now on." I couldn't stop from moaning as she brought me closer and closer to orgasm. Right before I was going to erupt she stopped moving her hand and Bobbi stopped moving the massager. I whined as I thrust my hips to try to get me over the edge. They had other plans as the hand and the massager were removed. They left me there on the edge and let me cool down some more. Then they traded places and resumed bringing me close to orgasm. I lost track of how many times they did this to me. The only thing I could focus on was the need in my cock. It seemed like every nerve ending in the rest of my body had shut off and the ones in my cock had their sensitivity cranked up to eleven. "Well officer, I think his balls have been filled to an appropriate size. Why don't we see how much he can ejaculate for us?" "I think that is a fantastic idea nurse. Do you mind if I do the honors?" "Not at all. Just make sure he swallows everything." Bobbi grabbed my cock firmly in her hand and started stroking. I knew this time was it so I braced myself to eating my cum. As I started to get closer and closer I started to shake. Suddenly and without warning I felt cum shoot up my cock and explode out of the tip. It was so intense I spasmed and almost blacked out from the pleasure of it. Bobbi's aim was true though. Not a single drop of cum missed my mouth no matter how much I was shaking. I tried to swallow but from my position I couldn't. Isis walked over and she and Bobbi looked in my mouth at the pool that was filling it. Love Hurts, And Starrs Are Hot "Look at that. I guess he was pretty full. Why isn't he swallowing it though? Does he want to get punished some more?" "I think he wanted to show us how he's a very good boy and caught everything. Isn't that right boy?" I nodded my head and tried vainly to swallow. Eventually I was able to gulp it down. I wasn't too keen on the taste but it brought me a surge of pleasure to do because I knew that those two goddesses wanted me to. "I think I like this boy. I want to keep him as my personal bitch and fucktoy. Would you like to share him with me officer?" "Of course I would love to share. I can't wait to play with him again. But I need to get back to work. Be a dear and finish up here would you." "Don't worry all that needs to be done is to leave him here to think about his worthlessness." With that the two girls walked away arm in arm laughing at me. "Cut!! That was great everyone. Great job, great shoot. Let's do the exit interviews and get out of here." I was let down, untied, and giving a nice comfortable robe to wear. I was lead to a chair and given a bottle of water and a plate of food. Soon Bobbi and Isis walked over wearing similar robes. They were laughing about something but not in the mocking manner from the shoot. I stood up to meet them and they both threw their arms around me and apologized for being so rough with me. I assured them that I was fine and I loved it. We then sat down to perform the requisite exit interviews. "Ok that was amazing. All three of you did great. Alex, what was your favorite part?" "I'm not sure. I loved it all. If I had to pick one moment it would probably be when I was spit roasted at the same time. There was just something about them thrusting into me at the same time that almost made me cum right there." It went on like that for half an hour. Questions were asked, jokes were told, and compliments were given. Eventually, after more hugs and apologies from the girls I was given back my clothes and shown to the door. I was promised that my own personal film would be put together and mailed to my house. I left, thanking them for the amazing time I had. I went back to the hotel and collapsed onto the bed exhausted but exhilarated. I vowed before I fell asleep to try and find a mistress that was even half as amazing as Bobbi Starr and Isis Love.