1 comments/ 70552 views/ 5 favorites Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 01 By: EisAlntheia This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I'm willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women...especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email at the address in my profile since I don't access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. Finally, after searching high and low I had found a roommate. I had just bought a house a couple years ago and had been looking for the right roommate ever since. I didn't really need one, but desired one for the company. I knew I didn't want someone who was gonna always be partying or getting drunk. I also didn't want them having the opposite sex over constantly and rubbing it in my face that I wasn't getting any and they were. I knew these were high standards but really didn't think them hard to meet. I was wrong. I had begun to lose all hope of ever finding the right one when she called. "Hello" I hurriedly answered the phone after many rings and breathing hard "Oh...Hi, I'm glad I caught you. I was sure I'd get the machine or something. I was calling about the room you have for rent or best offer and I was hoping to take a look at it if it's still available." "Yes...yes it's still available." Still gasping for air "Great! Are you alright? I didn't catch you in the middle of something did I?" "No...It's fine" "Ok...that's good because I'd hate to keep you from jerking your little dickie and helping it squirt all those delicious juices. I just hate it when a man wastes that stuff because it's soooo tasty and I can't get enough of it! So when can I take a look?" "See what?" my mind in a blur "The room silly; did you think I was talking about your tiny piece of meat? I bet you were...that is so cute. You must be hard up for some if you thought that after just a little offhanded comment. So...the room?" "Yea...I'm free now if you'd like to come on over. How long will it take you to get here?" "Oh I'm sure I can be there in just a few minutes. You'll be done jacking off by then right?" "I have no idea what you're talking about. I wasn't jacking off!" "Okay then...I didn't mean anything by it. Please forgive me!" she stated as innocently as if she were a little girl. "Alright, I'll leave the door open so just come on in." and proceeded to give her a couple of directions. "Great! I'll see you in a minute." Hanging up the phone I hung up the phone and just stood there unbelieving of the audacity of this girl. I was willing to let her look at the room, but if her cocky attitude on the phone was any indication...then I was sure I wouldn't let her take the room just because she sounded like a slut. Also, I was willing to let her come by because there might be a chance that she'd help me get off since she likes the taste of cum so much. I was finding myself torn between rational thought and a need to cum. Before I knew it my hand was stroking my cock and I didn't even remember taking it out. A part of me was saying stop while another was making me speed up the stroking to obtain orgasm. I don't know how long I had been at it, but I'd finally began approaching my orgasm. Just as I began going over the edge and moaning loudly I heard several clicks of a camera. In a panic, my eyes snapped open and I let go of my cock even though I had cross the point of no return. In a flash, a girl rushed over and cupped her hand just under the head of my cock as my cum leaked out and my orgasm faded into nothing leaving me panting and frustrated. While I stood there in total shock, my cum continued to leak out into her hand. As it finished, she stood up and my eyes stayed riveted to her cum filled hand as she brought it to her mouth and gulped all the contents down. I could tell that she enjoyed it and savored every drop by the passion in her face. Once she finished, she licked her hand clean and then took a finger to wipe the remaining drop from the head of my softening cock head and brought it to her mouth with the same intensity. I didn't know what to say as I remained in an enhanced haze of VERY frustrated lust. "Mmmm...just the way I like it; sweet with just a hint of saltiness and it always taste better when it's accompanied with being right," she said breaking the moment of silence. "Do you always greet potential roommates this way?" "I...I don't know what to say" "It was a rhetorical question honey. I hope you feel better. Can we get on with the introductions now and get down to business now that you won't be thinking about cumming the whole time we're talking." "But I wasn't gonna think..." Cutting me off she commented, "I don't mean any offense, but you already lied to me about jacking off and I got proof of that, so now I'd just like to discuss the room and keep things out of the gutter from here on out...can we do that?" stroking my face with tenderness. I simply nodded and zipped up my flaccid cock as she stepped back. I was amazed at how pretty she was. She wore jeans and tee shirt and tennis shoes. It was nothing extravagant, yet it showed off all her assets. Her tee shirt seemed too small but that could be because her larger tits on smaller frame clashed. She was really thin and couldn't have been more than a 20-22 waist but her tits had to be 34-36 and at least a C-cup. The thing that made her tits stand out the most was that she was Asian. I can't say I've seen many with tits like hers. Her skin was that lovely golden that is natural to them. She also stood about 5'8" and had an absolutely gorgeous face framed in the most beautiful black hair I've seen. It almost came down to her waist. She also wore very sophisticated looking glasses which gave her a very mature and conservative look. I was more turned on than I would've been had she dressed the role that she just played, a cum hungry whore. Looking at her now, I never would guess she loved the taste of cum so much. As I made eye contact she stated, "Um...If you're done gawking, I really would like to check out the room and the rest of the house and see if we can work something out." I choked out, "Yea...right this way," pointing the way. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 02 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I’m willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women…especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email at the link below since I don’t access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. I pointed the way for her to go and followed right behind. I was captivated by how good her ass looked and was even more hypnotized by the way her ass and hair swished and swayed in perfect harmony. Though this was an amazing sight, I kept my focus enough to show her the room she’d be renting as well as the entire house. We went back to the living room and sat on the couch to discuss the finer points. I told her the three basic rules to start off because that will usually scare off any potential roommate right off. She agreed without hesitation. We then talked about her for a little bit so I could get an idea about who she was. She was actually a double major in Anatomy and Psychology. I thought that was a weird combination and she said she was planning on being a Sex Therapist. Simply enough I asked her why she chose that field and she responded by saying that she just knew of so many problems out there and she wanted to fix them and set things right. I admired her even more when she said that because of the amount of work involved, she’d be studying a lot and even administering projects for extra credit because she wanted good grades. I told her that’d be fine and then she asked if she could have her girlfriends over on the weekends to help her relax. “Well what all do you define as relaxing?” “Just the typical girl stuff! We’d talk about the people in our lives. We’d paint each others nails and do each others hair. We’d go shopping and then come back and model for each other.” “Sure, I don’t see a problem with that as long as you keep the numbers to only a few and as long as I’m here.” “No problem. There would only be like 5 at the most at a time and I would definitely prefer you to be here because when it comes to modeling, we like to have a guy’s opinion because we want to know how it affects them…especially our lingerie. Would you like to have your own private modeling show every week?” “Well…sure, I guess I would.” “Yes…I can see you would. Also, most of my friends are very pretty and a lot of them may even be willing to help you with that masturbation problem you have!” saying that last part giggling. “What do you mean?” “That!” she laughed pointing. “You’ve pulled out tiny there and have started stroking it again. You’re probably even wishing I’d help you out aren’t you?” “I suppose that would be nice since you pointed it out.” Giggle!! “I knew you would. Let me see what I can do.” Reaching out and taking a gentle hold of my cock. “My goodness…you really aren’t big at all are you!” I started to comment on her cruelty but in a way couldn’t because she was being so sweet as she said it. She continued for the next several minutes, stroking and verbally degrading me and despite her increasing debasement, I approached orgasm. Just as I was reaching my impending climax, she stopped and looked at me “So do I get the room?” I groaned out, “Yes! The lease is over there. Please finish me!” “Wonderful, but do you have a digital copy? I’d really like to review it and print out a fresh copy later for us to sign together. Can we do that? I’ll even sign the one you got for now to serve as a temporary one” stroking my cock several more times as she tickled my balls for emphasis. In a haze, I moaned in agreement and pointed to the disk with the lease on it and fumbled for a pen so she could sign the current hard copy. She took hold of the pen and slowed her stroking as she signed the paper. Just as she crossed the ‘t’ in her name, she let go of my cock and smiled broadly. I couldn’t help but scream, “What are you doing? Why did you stop?” “Honey, I can’t be jerking off my roommate anytime he gets horny…it’s just not right, but if you can keep your hands off of it before this weekend…I’ll see what my friends can do for you this weekend as they help me move in. Later roomie” And with that she jumped up and bounced out the door laughing hysterically. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 03 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I'm willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women...especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email since I don't access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. A few days later, I was working in my yard when she pulled into the driveway. She jumped out of the car smiling. I looked up at her and smiled back. "Hi-ya roomie! I got the lease disk here and I wanted to just go over a couple things with you before I get to moving in. I've also already arranged to meet with another one of my friends at a notary republic so that we can make it all legal. Can we go inside and look it over?" "Sure...I don't see why not," getting up and following her inside. Once inside, I noticed her already booting up my laptop and setting it up on the table. She directed me to take the chair and then once seated, she sat in my lap with a simple off-handed comment. "I hate sitting side by side at a computer because it's harder to see from the angles and I just hate leaning over a person's shoulder so I thought this would be best, is it ok?" shifting her weight across my crotch and flipping her hair across my face. I moaned a positive response as I got a whiff of her hair. She smelled great. She smiled and shifted in my lap again pointing out a couple of things that she had questions about and a few other things she was curious about. The whole time her hair cascaded over my nose and her scent washed over me. Her hair was so soft and fluffy to the touch and just had a scent I couldn't stop smelling. Every few seconds she also shifted on my lap sending a shiver up my spine through my cock and balls. This also caused her hair to sway back and forth across my face causing me to feel like I was being wrapped in silk. Slowly I found myself closing my eyes and enjoying the sensations and barely listening to a word she was saying but nonetheless verbally agreeing to everything she was pointing out or asking. Suddenly she jumped up and screamed, "Oh my god...we had better get going or we'll be late for the signing of this contract." She printed out three copies of the contract and pulled me up and we bounded out the door. She drove us and when we pulled up I saw a stunning goddess of beauty standing just outside the door we were approaching. When we got close enough, Misty (my new roommate) ran and hugged this gorgeous figure and introduced us. Her name was Brandi and she was actually a professional model. We didn't talk for long before we headed inside to meet the notary. The briefest of cordialities were exchanged before the contracts were laid out. There was no need to review them since Misty told the notary that we did that before leaving to come here. All three copies were laid before me and just as I finished signing the last copy, Misty and Brandi exchanged a casual smirk and they each signed their allotted spaces and passed them each to the notary. She then signed her copy, stamped it and explained that I would receive a photo copy for myself, Misty would receive a copy, Brandi would hold a copy, and Misty's lawyer would hold a copy. Under normal circumstances I would've questioned this, but I was too busy gawking at Brandi's well toned legs which seemed even more defined while she stood there in her tie up high heel sandals. She almost seemed like an Egyptian Goddess with the way they laced up her calves and back down giving her an almost royal aura. Just then Brandi spoke up. "That was easy enough so let's go back to your new place and get your clothes and such out of our cars and relax for the night. I'd love to see what kinda fun arises the rest of the evening and weekend." With that we loaded the cars back up and headed back to my house. On the way Misty said she wanted to drop by and pick up a couple more friends and that Brandi was doing the same. The two girls we picked up were just as bit as gorgeous as Misty. About an hour later we arrived back at my house where we met Brandi and her friends. She had three with her and they were all every bit as gorgeous as Brandi herself. I found out why only moments later. The girls that arrived with Brandi were also models and they all got the really awesome 'gig' as they put it and were all excited about it starting soon, but they talk more about that later. Almost as soon as we arrived at my house, we started to unload Misty's car and take it into her room. The girls all seemed amazed that there was already a bed and dresser in there along with a weight bench. She just told them that I provided those for her with the agreement that I could use the weight bench whenever I wanted. They also asked if they could adjust the thermostat because it was pretty cold in the house. I told them I really didn't like it hot, but it would be ok for a little while. Once I laid down the last box, I headed back to the living room to watch the TV. I don't really know what they set the thermostat on, but I was beginning to sweat and so I removed my shirt to try and cool off. As I watched the tube, I listened to giggling and hysterical laughter. A short while later Brandi emerged from the room... "Darian...can we talk for a minute?" "Sure...I suppose we can. What do you need?" As I reached for my shirt to cover myself back up. "No, No...it's ok. You can leave it off because you look really hot anyway" walking over to me with grace I've never seen. "Um...thanks. I appreciate that because I really don't like it warm" I said with a gulp as she straddled my lap. "Don't worry...I won't hurt you. Anyway, here's the thing...we were in Misty's room and she said that she told you we'd give you a modeling show as would anyone she had over whenever we were over. Did she tell you that Darian?" she asked as she rubbed her hands delicately over my chest, stomach, and arms while gyrating her hips against my swelling crotch. "Umm...yea, I think I remember something about that" starting to sweat even more. "I thought so. Well I can't say I like it because I'm used to getting paid to show my body so I must ask you a question." "Sure...anything" "Great! To give a little background, I'm asking because I was once talked into doing a show for a wealthy guy one time that promised to help me get some exposure if he liked what he saw. Well, once I came out in my first lingerie set he jumped me and ripped it off and proceeded to fuck me. I was in pure ecstasy as he slammed his monster cock deep into my tight little girl pussy over and over again. It was amazing how my sweet young virgin cunt sucked his cock in and squeezed it tight. The feelings were so intense that I had orgasm after orgasm and screamed louder as each one washed over me. When he finally exploded a massive load into me, it sent me into a final climax and he rolled off of me. I lay there soaked in sweat as I came to my senses to realize that the room was full of people. At that moment I became embarrassed that I had not only been raped but raped in a room full of people that had apparently refused to help me. As panic washed over me I turned to ask if that this meant he was going to help me get some exposure for my modeling career. He then turned to look at me, grabbed my still sensitive nipples and laughed that he never promised such a thing. I couldn't help but begin to cry when he continued to say that he only promise to help me get exposure if he liked what he saw. He then said that he liked what he saw and exposed me not only to the entire group I now saw, but had the whole thing filmed and would sell it as soon as he could as well as retain a copy for blackmail purposes if I so much as said a word about what happened to the police. I felt so ashamed and never spoke a word of it but have made it a point only to do runway work ever since and no more private show because it would be too hard to trust the guy. Does all this make sense?" "Well yes Brandi...I understand totally, but what are you asking of me?" "What I'm asking is how do I know I can trust you? What reassurance will you be willing to give me that you won't try and fuck me once you see me in my bra and panties?" "I can give you my word Brandi. That's the only thing I know to do though because I don't know for sure I wouldn't lose control seeing you like that" "May I test it out for you before we do anything major?" "I suppose you can, but how do you plan on testing it" "Actually, I have an idea. First I want to lock these handcuffs on your wrist behind your back and then you'll close your eyes. When you open them, I'll have a surprise for you. If you proceed to lose control, then the actual modeling show will occur while you continue to wear the cuffs but if you remain calm, then I'll remove them and let you enjoy it without any restraint. Does that sound fair?" never ceasing her gyrations on my cock as she had continued them throughout her entire story and innocent questioning "It does actually because I'd want you to be comfortable and never be afraid of me, so please do whatever you have to do to remove your fear of me." With me saying that, she quickly pressed up against me and cuffed my hands behind my back a little tighter than I thought she would. I closed my eyes tightly as she had suggested. A moment later she placed her hand on the back of my head and whispered in my ear to open my eyes and I was greeted with a gorgeous set of laced covered tits just inches from my eyes. Involuntarily I began to thrust my hips to meet her nonstop gyrations and she pulled my head closer to her cleavage just as she began to whisper in my ear some more. "That's it baby...just thrust into my crotch as if you're getting to fuck my tight cunt. You wish you were really getting to fuck me hard don't you?" I moaned my agreement as she pulled my face more into her cleavage nearly smothering me and continued to whisper softer, "Come on baby...you can fuck me harder than that. Make me cum. You gotta do better than that sweetie because I can't even feel your tiny thing in me. You're almost there aren't you baby...come on. Try to cum for me and say you belong to me." Just as she said that last part she let go of my head and let me come up for air. I repeated that I belonged to her and just before I shot a massive load she jumped up off my lap and left me thrusting into nothing. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 04 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I’m willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women…especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email at at the link below since I don’t access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. “I’m disappointed Darian. You said I could trust you and you nearly shot your load when you saw just my bra and cleavage. I could only imagine how you’d react to my panties and pussy. I guess that means you will have to stay restrained, though I would like to model for you anyway now that I know you get that turned on so easily. Also, and I should’ve mentioned this before too, the only way we ever model for a guy now is that he has to be naked so that we can see every throb of his cock and every dribble of pre-cum he makes.” With that she ripped off all my clothes and left me there in the living room naked as she went back into Misty’s bedroom. I sat there for several minutes waiting for Brandi to come back and tell me how she was just messing and give me my clothes back. After several minutes passed I began to squirm and pull at the cuffs. Regardless of how many minutes passed, Brandi’s story ran through my mind over and over and I could almost still feel her grinding hips. Even though I hadn’t been touched in I don’t know how long, my cock continued to bob in the air stiff as a board and leak pre-cum profusely. I honestly can’t say if I’ve ever been so horny. Just at that moment Misty came out and let out a loud gasp. “What in the world?? What are you trying to do? Why are you naked with that disgusting little thing sticking up while my friends are here? I can’t believe this!” turning back to her room in disgust. “Misty, wait!! I can explain!” yelling after her “Why do you wait ‘til now to show how much of a pervert you are?” “I’m not…really!” “Were you displaying yourself when Brandi came out to get a quick drink of water?” “Water? Brandi is the one that did this to me and never once went to the kitchen.” Showing her the cuffs In very mild shock she remarked, “Oh! Will you look at that…you mean you let her cuff you? And strip you?” “Honestly Misty…it’s a long story and now I can’t get out and her stripping me was after the fact. This all started with her saying I had to maintain control in order to get a modeling show. I had no idea it would mean relinquishing control like this.” “And I suppose you’re gonna tell me that she also gave you that hard-on and made you leak that puddle of pre-cum all over yourself too huh? You make me sick!” “She did do that to be honest.” “And you let her just so you could see us in our underwear?” “Yes” I said meekly “You are so totally driven by your hormones that I’m sure you’d do anything, wouldn’t you?” “No…I could never get that horny.” “I see. You seem pretty confident about that. Well…how about the modeling show now?” “That’d be great.” “Ok…it’ll be just a minute for us to get ready but it won’t start until you are on your knees in the middle of the floor. You’ll find out more in a minute.” Reaching down and scooping my pre-cum onto her finger and lifting it to her mouth. “But why?” “Shut up and just do it or forget the show” “Yes Misty.” I started feeling defeated as she gave yet another stipulation just so I could see a show she promised before all this occurred. As I slid down to the floor and toward the center of the room on my knees, I looked up to see an evil smirk on Misty’s face. She looked so different and so powerful from my current position and extremely sexy. The odd thing is that she also seemed sexier and comfortable like she was used to looking down and she thoroughly enjoyed it. She then bent down and placed a cup under my cock and then stood to gaze for only a moment longer before she turned and went back to her room. And then over her shoulder she said, “Oh, and by the way, keep producing that delicious cum. I do so love the sweet nectar and I’ve been thinking and decided to help you produce more of it on a regular basis if you’d like that? If that idea sounds good, then stay silent and be ready to give an answer the next time I ask.” Over the course of the next hour I was treated to a wide array of pleasant sights. One by one all the girls came out in any number of clothes. They ranged from short skirts and high heels to shorts and tank tops to any possible combination therein. The girls all stayed out different amounts of time and the next never came out until the other had returned. As they showed their clothes, they also bent and posed in every possible way to arouse me. Just as I was losing strength in my legs and collapsed to sit on my knees as opposed to kneeling, Brandi walked out in a very revealing lingerie set. My jaw dropped and my mouth went dry. Even though my cock had just barely started to soften, there was no confusion now as to its stiffness. Noticing my reaction, Brandi couldn’t help but giggle and sashay closer with a wicked grin. Before doing any real posing, she closed in on me and overloaded my senses when she whispered in my ear. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 05 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I’m willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women…especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email at the link below since I don’t access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. “Does that mean you like??” “Uh…Uh…yes” I stuttered. Reaching down and grasping my cock in a loose grip, she stroked it lightly as she replied, “Do you really?” “Oh yes…really” as my eyes rolled back in my head. Speeding up her stroking and tightening her grip, “How much?” Through gasps of breath I said, “A lot!!” Speeding up her stroking a little more she asked again, “How much?” “More than anything, Brandi” “Mmm…now you got the right idea, but what are you willing to do to prove it to me?” still whispering in my ear as she pushed me closer to eruption “I’ll do anything!!” saying whatever I needed to gain the relief I was fast approaching. Just as my balls started to pull up for release she commented in a very faint whisper, “That’s what I wanted to hear” and then stopped completely and stood straight up again. “Wh…Wh…Why did you stop? I was about to shoot!” With a half grin she just said, “I want you to give me a kiss…right here!” pointing to her panty covered pussy In a daze I leaned forward to kiss her without so much as a second thought. Her scent seemed to invade every sense I had. I didn’t know what to do but hold my lips to her for a moment before pulling away. As I did I just looked up to her smiling face. “That felt nice. It was so nice in fact that I want you to rate my outfit with a 1-10 and 5 of those kisses will equivocate a rating of 1 which means to give me a 10, you’ll have to give me 50 more kisses just like that one.” She leaned down and stroked my cock right to the breaking point one more time as again she seductively whispered, “Now rate me!!!” She withdrew her hand from my throbbing cock and stood again. I was just lost in my own need to cum and sat there motionless. Only a moment passed when she grabbed my hair and pulled me to her crotch. I began planting full kisses on her delicate piece of heaven and even place a little tongue with each one. I don’t know what was coming over me, but I was beginning to do more than just rate her. As I approached her 25th kiss, she began to moan and I could clearly feel her becoming wet. Once kiss 50 came, I leaned back down without knowing how I stopped from going on being so near perfection. Brandi had become soaking wet with her own juices and stood there motionless herself for a moment and I could see her face in pure ecstasy. She regained her composure and then flatly stated, “Now you’ll give every girl that comes out just as good a rating or you’ll have to find out what will happen if they don’t like your rating. And believe me…you won’t like it, so make them happy the first time. I’ll see you again in a little while.” She turned and disappeared back into Misty’s room. Each girl thereafter came out and posed for me and then approached my face awaiting their rating. Just before I began placing the kisses, each girl bent to stroke my cock to within an inch of orgasm. They would each stand and tell me in a stern voice to give them a good rating. Naturally I gave them all a 10. Just then, Misty came out and looked absolutely stunning. I don’t really know lingerie, but needless to say, there was hardly anything left to the imagination and just enough was covered to make a guy wish for less. She walked over to me and leaned down and placed her finger on the tip of my cock and scooped up a dollop of my dripping cum. She made a show of placing it on her lips and sucking it in like it was a last meal. I was so focused on watching her I had lost all train of thought when she then pulled my head to herself and I began kissing. I made the kisses extra special with more tongue and pressure as to penetrate the feel of the fabric a little. Also, since the material was of a lace type material, I even sucked a little once I began feeling her juices flow. When only a few kisses in, Misty began to moan and grind her hips into my mouth. Hearing her subtle cries of pleasure, I lost all track of my count and decided to just keep going until she wanted me to stop. I really don’t know what came over me, but with every kiss I could also feel my cock jump and throb and pre-cum flow from the tip. Several minutes had passed when Misty finally stiffened and became totally silent. At that moment I could definitely feel her juices on my mouth and when she pulled back, I could also see it running down her legs. She fell back onto the couch breathing heavily, her chest heaving apparently trying to compose herself. I realized at that moment I was becoming infatuated with my new roommate. I sat there in a trance-like state just admiring her. She then let out one last sigh of relief and stood. She came back over to me and licked my face clean of her own juices. “MMMmmm….I taste just like fresh fruit don’t I?” I nodded my head in agreement. She then picked up the bowl of my pre-cum and drank it empty. As she placed it back down she looked me in the eye, licked her lips and said, “Always delicious. Now Brandi has one more set to show you and really wants a good rating. After words, she says she’s gonna give you a drink to satiate your dry mouth before helping you to your own bed. That being the case, I’ll see you tomorrow morning. I hope you liked the show roommie.” With that, she licked my ear with such tenderness it nearly made me shoot. I don’t remember her leaving to go back into her room, but sometime later I came out of my trance with Brandi shaking me. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 06 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I’m willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women…especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email at the link below since I don’t access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. “Are you ok?” Brandi asked “Wh, What? Where did you come from?” “That’s not the greeting I had hoped for.” She stated stepping back appalled. “I’m sorry Brandi. You just surprised me is all. I didn’t see you come in here nor did I see Misty leave.” “It’s ok. She’s an unstoppable force and I can see you’re taken aback by her, but be careful because you’ve not even seen what she’s capable of. Of course, you haven’t seen what I’m capable of either!” “What in the world are you talking about?” “Don’t worry about it right now!” reaching down to grasp my cock “No…I want to know what you mean.” Starting to stutter as she rubbed me gently “Shh…you don’t need to know do you?” gripping a little tighter and leaning to my ear. “Well…no…I don’t need to know, but I want to know” “I know baby…I know. You also want more of the feelings I’m creating now don’t you?” “Yes” “Yes…I know you do…and you also want to give up control to me to get them don’t you?” “Yes…it feels great” “I know it does sweetie. Tell me you want me to control you and these sensations!” “I want you to control me and these wonderful sensations” “Again!” I said it again and again and again. We continued this back and forth statement several times until I said that I wanted to be hers. I never really saw the change in her statements as she kept a steady stroking on my rigid cock. I was about to shoot when once again, she stopped. I was in such a state that this time I couldn’t even reply, I merely broke down into tears and began to beg Brandi for relief. “Please Brandi…not again. Please let me cum. I’ll do anything!” “Oh I know baby, but you’ll cum later…I promise. For now, your mouth looks a little dry so I brought you a drink and if you drink it all down, I’ll continue caressing you in your bed. Would you like that?” Holding up a glass of coke to my lips “Oh yes I would love that!” I said excitedly. “Then drink it all down like a good little boy” now caressing my face I drank it all down in one gulp since I had plenty of motivation. As soon as I finished off the glass, Brandi helped me up and walked me to my bed. She laid me back and then continued her ministrations. This time felt even better though because she took her other hand and used it to administer her delicate touch to my swollen blue balls. I jerked and writhed under her masterful hands. She stopped her motions until I ceased my movements. She then began again saying, “That’s much better. Just be still and enjoy this. Relax and take deep breaths as you let me have total control. You want me to have total control don’t you?” In a desperate voice I said, “Yes…Yes…Yes” “That’s right…you want me to own these pleasures and you want to belong to me don’t you?” I didn’t say anything at first as I was getting into how wonderful all this felt. I had relaxed as she asked me and felt myself getting sleepy. I then replied through deep breaths, “Yes Brandi…I want you to own them and me” Just before I passed into a deep sleep I heard, “Good Boy. Just sleep now and when you wake up, I’ll own you and then you’ll know what real power is.” Not really sure how long had passed, but I knew it was sometime in the early morning the next day when I woke up. I was no longer handcuffed and I was wearing my pajamas. Groggily I rolled out of bed and walked into the kitchen to grab some orange juice before I got ready to take my morning shower. I strolled past Misty’s room and noticed her in her pj’s doing some aerobics. Feeling a little tingle, I realized that sometime over the night I had apparently gone soft but I still felt swollen on my insides and my balls still felt full. Walking on into the kitchen for my orange juice, I decided to ignore it, drank my juice and headed back to my room to take my shower. As I passed Misty’s room a second time I saw her in just her lingerie laying clothes out on her bed. I paused a moment to admire her when she noticed and waved me in. She looked me up and down and put her hand on her hips. I couldn’t help but get excited as I looked down at her massive bosom and well defined cleavage. She asked me if I enjoyed last night and that’s when it happened… My stiffening cock came to a sudden halt as if something were holding it back. I had no idea what and then it began to hurt. The pain was so intense that I literally fell to my knees right before Misty. I must’ve appeared different than I felt because when I looked up I saw a big smile on Misty’s face. At that point she cheerfully said, “Oh…well how thoughtful of you. I wasn’t really expecting this, but I would love it if you kissed me some more this morning.” Since I wasn’t kneeling for the reason of kissing her crotch, I didn’t make it a hurry to do any such thing. This apparently upset Misty and she grabbed me by the hair at that point and pulled my head closer to her crotch. As she did this she stated, “Please don’t make me wait. I’ve got to get to class and you won’t like it if you don’t deliver after getting my hopes up.” She pulled my face closer and closer until my nose was buried in her panties. My senses were overloaded with her aroma and I was pulled so tight that I couldn’t kiss if I wanted to. I tried to fight but couldn’t pull back from Misty’s strong grip. The more I fought and struggled, the more I seemed to get enveloped in her satin covered cleft. It also seemed that the more I was drawn in, the more her hips gyrated and the wetter she became. I was beginning to suffocate from the lack of air and in order to compensate I began to take deeper breaths. Her scent had become intoxicating and just smelling her was turning me on which in turn caused me more pain. The thing that I noticed at the point that the pain caused me to struggle which in turn caused her hold me tighter and somehow made her wetter. It’s almost like my suffering was turning her on. I was trying to think as best as I could with the lack of oxygen and the tremendous pain in my groin. Just as I was trying to concentrate harder and get a handle on things, she chose that moment to start talking again. “That’s it roommie…struggle for me. Breathe me in deep. You’re making me sooo wet…I think I’m about to cum.” Just then her body started to shudder and she let go of my head. I fell to the floor gasping for air but still smelled her as her juices completely covered my face. As I gained a little more of my strength I crawled out of her room leaving her in her post orgasmic bliss. I had regained just enough strength to crawl to my room and pull off my pajama pants and try to see what was causing all the pain. It was at that moment that I saw the source of all my misery… Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 07 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I'm willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women...especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email since I don't access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. I don't know what it was or how it got there but I knew right then it was going to come right off. It was some sort of a plastic tube. I could still see my cock but just barely as it was wrapped by this cage thing. Also, I wasn't sure why, but there was also a padlock on the top of it. I began to examine it to figure out why it was locked. As I moved my encased cock slightly, and painfully, to the side I noticed a ring of the same plastic material around the base of my cock and around my balls. It almost looked like a cock ring and seemed to be serving the same purpose as one. My balls were protruding out like they hadn't had release in a month when in reality it had only been a few days. I started to pull and pull with absolutely no results. My cock had swollen so much that I couldn't do anything but try and pull it off and then that only seemed to make matters worse. After hours of trying, I finally gave up. I vowed not to lose hope though because I was sure Brandi is the one that did this to me and that she'd be back soon and I could confront her about it. I went ahead and put my clothes on and tried to put this thing as far away in my mind as possible so that I could attempt to get some things done. I figured that since I couldn't get to my cock, I might as well put all my wanking material well out of sight. With my extra energy, I also cleaned up the house a little bit and had just sat down to watch some TV when Misty came back through the door. She looked at me and dropped her school bag on the floor as she strolled tiredly toward me. Flopping onto the couch with a loud sigh, her legs flew into the air and her feet plopped into my lap. I panicked for a moment in fear that she would discover this blasted contraption that I found myself locked in this morning. Her feet simply lay on my legs and didn't move until I finally looked her in the face and made eye contact. With that she asked, "You ok? You seem awfully stressed out. Has something got you down?" Normally I wouldn't give it a second thought, but in my current situation her choice of words made my mind do cartwheels. Sweating bullets and looking back to her wiggling feet I stuttered out a no still hoping she wouldn't make any discoveries. Now with a smirk on her face she asked again, "You sure?" I nodded "Well that's good then. I, on the other hand, am pooped. It feels like I've been on my feet all day and they could use some attention. Would you be a dear and massage them for me?" I only had to think about that for a minute because I realized rather quickly that if I were massaging them, then I could control where they were and they wouldn't find any surprises. Her feet were so delicate and as I touched them I became amazed at how wonderful they felt in my hand. As I massaged them, she let out a long moan of relief. Once she settled in and began to relax, she started talking about her day. She told me of her classes and the things she did and then she told me about all the guys that hit on her. I really didn't want to hear any of it so I just let her drone on as I tuned her out. Her voice settled into the back of my mind as I just let her go on and on. Eventually she pulled her feet away and got up to go to her room. I looked up at her kinda half dazed as if I'd forgotten where I was. She looked back at me and said, "Thanks baby. I've got something to do in my room so I may not be back out tonight, but I'll see you first thing in the morning when you ask to smell my panties again. Please be kneeling and waiting. I don't like to be forceful in the morning. Later" I merely blinked and she was gone. Sometime later I came out of my trance and noticed it was dark outside. I really had no idea where the time went or why I was having an urge to read some erotic literature on the net. I didn't really know where to begin so I just took something personal in my life that was currently happening and typed it in the search engine in compliance with erotica. I was amazed to find so much on the subject of chastity. There were not only stories, but whole lifestyles out there of guys in chastity belts, both of free will and forced. I read and read and read until I figured everything started to sound the same. Though I wasn't sure why, I also saved all the sites I visited and liked the most. I even found a site that had a picture of the contraption on my cock and I discovered it to be a Curve2000. It was supposedly escape proof if applied just right. I really didn't give it much thought and shut everything down and went to bed. I slept fitfully that night and had the weirdest dreams. I was constantly awakened with unattainable hard-ons and with the feeling that someone was watching at times. Shortly after dawn I rolled out of bed. Something in me said that since I couldn't sleep I had might as well find something to do. I went and washed my face and headed toward Misty's room. I really wasn't sure why, but I wanted to watch her sleep. As I stood over her I finally started to feel a little relaxed and got down on my knees to prevent myself from falling over. Just about that time she woke up and rolled over. She was wearing another fabulous set of lingerie that showed off all her curves wonderfully. She smiled a knowing smile which made me wonder, but that thought ran through my mind quickly when I saw her started to move. She now sat directly in front of me on the bed with me on my knees and said, "Good morning. What brings you to my feet this morning honey?" Looking at her crotch, I replied, "I...I really don't know Misty. I just wanted to be near you." "Aww...how sweet. That's such a lovely thing to say to a girl in the morning. Just for that, would you like smell my panties again this morning?" Noticing my eyes never left her panties she continues, "Yes...I see that you would. Go ahead then and lean forward." Just as I started leaning forward she grabbed my head and shoved it all the way into her. She then wrapped her legs around my head and locked them tight. I was amazed at how strong she was. Once again I was unable to breathe easily and in order to keep from passing out I was forced to take deep, deep breaths of her addictive fragrance. Breathing through my mouth and nose, my mouth was going dry. Even though she was freely flowing with her own juices once again, I still had to lick my lips. This seemed to cause her more pleasure as my tongue also had to rub across her pussy through the material. After several minutes she screamed out in orgasm which caused her grip around my head to tighten and I felt like I was about to pop. Meanwhile, as I smelled her and then heard her scream in such pleasure, my cock reminded me of my predicament as it once again tried to stiffen within its prison. The agony I felt at the same time I felt such content for being able to please Misty was wild. As she calmed and came down from her high, Misty let go of my head and my agony then overwhelmed me. I doubled over gripping my crotch and moaned. All this seemed totally oblivious to Misty as she lay back on her bed. Once I composed myself a little, I crawled back to my room and once again tried for the next few hours to remove the blasted device. As before I was unsuccessful and even got less done before due to my balls being even more swollen. I didn't know what I was going to do. This had to be a nightmare and I'd wake up soon. I just knew it. I eventually gave up once again as I had exhausted every possible idea I had. When I finally gave up I decided to go to the living room and watch some TV. On the way, Misty strolled in the door. We said our greetings and exchanged pleasantries when Misty asked if she could have another foot massage. I told her sure as we sat down on the couch again. The massage followed much the same pattern as before with her feet on my legs while I massaged them. As before, I fell into a weird trance state and after a while had been jerked out of it by Misty when she told me she was going to her room for the night. Upon closing her door, I booted up and found myself once again looking up information about chastity on the net and the way it related to female dominance. I learned that it was a tactic used most often by wives and girlfriends seeking more attention from their husbands and boyfriends. In most every case it was used just to play around and try things out and ended up becoming a lifestyle because the girlfriend or wife found out there to be so many benefits from owning a chastised and horny man. I once again saved all these files and articles and marked some web pages before shutting down and going to bed. When I closed my computer I couldn't remember why I even had it on and just shrugged it off before lying down. This turned out to be our pattern every day for the next month. I slept fitfully those first few nights before getting used to the device. Once I learned to control it a bit better, I found myself able to sleep. Regardless of how deep my sleep was, I also found myself waking up the same time every morning with an overwhelming urge to be near Misty and bury my nose and mouth in her panties crotch. For some reason, she never seemed surprised and always opened her legs to me gladly for me to smell. I would then eagerly place myself between her legs and smell her as she closed her legs tightly around my head. What started out with me merely smelling her until she orgasmed had developed into me not only smelling her, but also tonguing her to not one orgasm, but three before she'd let me go. I would then retreat to my room or go to work. Every day ended with my giving her a foot massage and not knowing how long had passed before she retired to her room. I would then always seek information on the net and knew I was doing it, though I could never remember what I had been looking for. Over the course of this month I had grown to loathe Brandi and what she had done to me. I dwelled on being able to talk to her and get this resolved or find out why she did this to me. The only relief I had was in my new roommate. She gave me an outlet for my sexual energy. As much as I wanted to jack off, I couldn't and I could release that energy by giving Misty a massage here or give her any ounce of pleasure I could think of. The only thing that made it hard was that she seemed to be invading more and more of my fantasies and wearing more revealing clothes than the day before. I started to focus on all her curves and decided I had better not if I wanted to maintain control. I needed to find something to take my mind off of it all. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 08 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I'm willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women...especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email since I don't access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. Just as I was walking into the living room to relax, watch TV, and try to take my mind off Misty's body, she walked through the door. It seemed that every time I saw her she looked more and more radiant than the time before. As I looked upon her scantily clad body, wondering how she could wear much less without being naked, I saw a look of exhaustion on her face. Thinking quickly in order to keep her from seeing my probing eyes, I asked if she'd like another foot massage. Her eyes lit up and a smile played across her gorgeous face. She responded, "That would be wonderful. You're so thoughtful. I know I usually have to ask, but this time will mean so much more since you offered. Follow me and I'll be glad to let you." She strolled eloquently to the couch with me close behind watching her every move. Quickly she flopped down on the couch and I started sit next to her and lift her legs when she pushed me away. I looked at her with confusion because I thought she wanted a massage. She simply stated, "I really don't feel like stretching out today sweetie. I'm sure you wouldn't mind getting on the floor and massaging them that way, would you?" My answer was simple enough. I kneeled obediently to the floor and removed her lace up sandals. In a crazed lust, I began massaging her delicately perfect arches in earnest. From the sounds she was creating I was sure that I was doing a great job. Hearing her vocally express herself was turning me on beyond belief and I could even begin to feel them invade my core. Just when I found myself craving the next one, everything went silent. I panicked and stopped my massage immediately. After only a moment Misty chimed in with, "Aw...do some more sweetie. Go ahead and massage my foot. I know you want to." Starting again with her massage, her moans followed only a second later. I found myself entering that same headspace and wanted to hear more of her moans of pleasure. Just as I crossed that barrier once again, she stopped. Like before, so did my massage. She told me to continue my massage the same way as before word for word and I did. This same thing happened about another 20 times or so with her breaking me out of my trance just as I entered it. I entered this longing to hear her moans type trance quicker each time until I was in it almost immediately from the moment I touched her foot again. It was this time that things changed though. I entered this lightheaded trance, with a desire to please her and hear that I was, and remained in it for several minutes before she stopped her wonderful sounds of pleasure. When I stopped massaging her foot she didn't make a sound for a moment before speaking. "Aw...do some more sweetie. Go ahead and kiss my foot. I know you want to." Not really acknowledging the change consciously, I bent down to kiss her foot. The moment my lips made contact with her foot she moaned that wonderfully addictive moan I wanted so much to hear. She only moaned once this time and then her silence ate me inside until I kissed her foot again just to hear her moan. Eventually I was placing kisses in immediate succession to keep the sounds emanating from her throat. After a few more minutes of this worship and she pulled her foot away with a flat comment. "That'll be enough! You may continue it more tomorrow the minute I walk in the door. Right now I'm going to get ready for bed." With that she stood up and went to her room. The difference this time though is that she came back out a short while later she was wearing a very short silk robe and once again in her lovely high heel sandals. As this vision strode back in, her robe sway slightly enough for me to see that she had lace panties on underneath and by the way her robe fell open, it hinted enough that I felt she had no bra on supporting her perfect breasts. She sauntered back over to the couch and sat back down lifting her robe past the curve of her sculpted ass and revealing a taste of heaven. At that moment I felt another twinge of pain shoot through me as I was reminded of my predicament and began to curse Brandi under my breath. Misty had been looking down at me and chose that moment to speak once again. "What are you thinking about?" I did the only thing I knew to do. I lied, "Nothing really." "Please don't lie to me. I can tell in your look that something just crossed your mind. If we're ever gonna get closer, you will have to be honest with me, do you understand me?" She placed her hand under my chin and lifted it to make eye contact before repeating, "Now, what are you thinking?" "I was thinking about Brandi." "I see. So you were thinking about her luscious body, soft voice, and her delicate hand stroking your itty bitty cock for you. Is that it?" I moaned in both a pain from the chastity device and pleasure from the images Misty was creating in my mind. "Well...yes and no. That does put a lovely picture in mind, but before I say more, may I ask when she's coming back here. I need to confront her about something." "Oh...it'll be a little while before she can make it back. She's awfully busy. She just left for a 3 year tour of the exotic islands on a modeling shoot. You don't have to worry though. You can use me to masturbate to. In fact, I bet you'd like to pull out and stroke your inch worm now for me wouldn't you?" Still in absolute shock at my newly realized situation, I didn't catch Misty had taken my shirt off as she then helped me to stand. "Come on now...what are you waiting for? Pull tiny out there and give him a few wanks for me." Standing there a moment too long unmovable, she continued, "No? Well here then, I'll do it because I'm a little horny and know how much you enjoy it when I'm touching your cock." I regained enough composure as she started undoing my belt to fight her efforts. "Come on now. This will be a lot more fun for me if you stop fighting and accept what's happening to you. "Misty, please stop. I can't do this!" With the biggest puppy dog eyes I've ever seen she pouted, "Why not?" "I'm really just not in the mood." "You sure that's the reason?" taking her hands away from me "Yea...I think I'd rather just lay down for a bit." She continued to look up at me with those eyes with the exception that they now had a slight knowing twinkle as she said, "Well...ok...if you're sure, but will you at least lay out here with me and keep me company?" I hesitated for a moment to think about it as Misty came to her feet. I finally started to respond when she walked around me and brought her hand to my face and played her fingers across my lips and under my nose. Taking a whiff of the scent playing under my nose made me stay silent as I went lightheaded. "There, you recognize that scent don't you, my pet?" Misty whispered in my ear from behind I nodded "And you want to smell more don't you?" Again I nodded "So if I let you lay your head in my lap and smell more, you'll stay out here in my presence won't you?" whispering even lighter as she licked my ear lobe. As she did that last move, I fell to my knees. She came back in front of me and sat back down on the couch. She looked at me with a conquering smile before she leaned forward and spoke again. "I'm so glad you've learned your place so quickly and as much time as you'll be spending on your knees in the future, for now go ahead and lay right here and put your head in my lap." I crawled up to the couch and lay down, placing my head in Misty's lap. She felt so warm and inviting as she turned my head toward her exposed panties. I had no choice but to breathe her scent in deeply as she cooed me on to do just that and to relax. Even though I hadn't really been sleepy, I felt myself drifting off while she caressed my face and talked evenly to me. All the while she had been watching TV. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 09 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I’m willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women…especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email at the link below since I don’t access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. It wasn’t until sometime later that I woke up and noticed my head was no longer in Misty’s lap. I stretched and turned my head the other direction only to be greeted by Misty’s face looking at me as she sat on the floor. Once I was a little more awake, I smiled at her and she spoke to me in the sweetest little girl voice I’ve ever heard. “Do you feel better?” I nodded and said that I did. “Good, then may I ask you a question?” “Sure. I don’t see why not.” “OK. Well earlier you told me you weren’t in the mood to get your rocks off when I wanted to play…was that really true?” “Yes…of course it was. Why would I lie to you?” “Ok…then what’s that?” pointing to my exposed crotch. I was in utter shock. I had been found out and I was so humiliated. My pants were lying on the floor and I was naked before Misty with the exception of the chastity device encasing my cock and balls. I looked back at her with my mouth agape. “You see, after you went to sleep in my lap I still wanted to play. Because of that I decided to do you while you were asleep and maybe wake you back up with some wonderful feathery touches and when I got your pants off I was greeted to seeing that…that…that thing. Am I really so repulsive to you that you have to put something on your cock to keep me from having access?” “No Misty…it’s not what you think!” “Oh really...what is it then? Because before I moved in and my first weekend here you had no trouble jacking off in front of me or getting it up for Brandi!” Without knowing why I was being made to feel like this was my fault and that I needed to make it up to Misty. I felt like I had betrayed her somehow. “That’s just it Misty. Brandi is the one that put this blasted thing on me. That same weekend you moved in, she kept talking about owning me and me becoming hers. She took me to bed later that night and when I woke up the next day, I had this on me. I can’t stand it, but I’m unable to take it off. I feel so bad that you had to see me like this, not to mention humiliated.” I saw tears welling up in Misty’s eyes as she said, “That just sounds too convenient since you just found out that she went on her trip. Why would she do anything like that…that’s not like her.” “I promise it’s the truth Misty. I’ll even do anything I have to for you to prove it. Just name it.” It wasn’t until it was out of my mouth through my raging hormones and efforts to keep Misty from crying that I realized I had said what I said. Just as she wiped the tears from her eyes she reiterated, “Anything???” “Yes…anything!” “Or what? What if I ask something of you and you refuse…what then?” “I’m not sure I know what you mean Misty. What kind of things are you thinking of asking of me?” “I don’t know. I was just curious because I really don’t feel all that attractive right now and I see that you like Brandi so much that you let her put that on you.” “I didn’t let her do anything…” “I know. You said it just showed up. The thing I don’t understand is that you say you didn’t let her do anything, how am I supposed to know that you’ll do anything for me to prove it’s the truth? I guess I’m asking if you’re willing to earn my trust before I can even start to believe that story. And then and only then will we proceed with our living arrangement because if this is the kind of trust I’m to expect, I should have the right to leave without penalty. Don’t you think that’s fair?” I don’t know at what point things turned because deep down I knew I was the victim here and yet I felt as if I needed to prove something to Misty because she was the one that had been denied something that rightfully belonged to her. As much as I knew these things I still chose to agree with her just to make her pain go away. Something in me compelled me to keep her happy whatever it cost and I also knew that if I ever stood a chance at getting this device off, I’d have to keep Misty in good graces. “Yes…of course. I’ve looked so hard for a roommate that I’ll do whatever I have to in order to keep you here. But I do see your view point. I do believe we should trust one another.” “So you believe trust is the most important thing here?” shifting her body enough to expose her ample cleavage to me. “Yes…I do” diverting my gaze from her eyes to her voluptuous bosom. “Enough to start out by staying naked at all times while in this house?” allowing her robe to fall just a bit more giving me view of her luscious tan skin and a hint of nipple. Not really listening fully I replied, “Yes…that sounds fine to me.” “And greeting me at the door everyday that way and worshipping my feet with kisses?” “Uh-huh” “Are you even listening?” “Yes Misty” “Then repeat the new rules for the house. If you get them right, I’ll think about giving you a reward later.” “Um…ok. I’m to remain naked at all times in this house and greet you everyday with worshipful kisses to your feet.” At that moment she pulled her robe closed again and stood up. She tussled my hair and said, “Good boy. I’m so proud of you. I’ll think about your reward and if you prove competent with these, we’ll add more later until I’m satisfied with your devotion to your story as being the truth. You think you can do that?” “Yea…that sounds easy enough.” “We’ll see” she giggled with a glint in her eyes. She winked at me and turned to return to her room. She skipped like a giddy little girl that had just received a new doll or pet. This concerned me but I found myself unable to raise the issue as she disappeared from sight. A few minutes later I went to bed and slept really soundly. I had the strangest dream though. I dreamt that someone was speaking to me and that something was moving in and out of my ass. It was a really weird feeling but at the same time it as pleasurable. I couldn’t really figure out what it was but I couldn’t wake up and then after what seemed like an eternity, it all stopped. Like clockwork I awoke the next morning and walked into Misty’s bedroom for her morning pleasantries. As she rose from her bed, she smiled when she saw me naked and on my knees. She sat up on her bed and removed the tie from her robe. Looking me in the eye she said, “I’ve thought about your reward, so we’re gonna do things a little differently from now on.” With that she tied it around my eyes and guided me to lay flat on my back on her bed. There was a moment of nothing and the anticipation was killing me. It was at that moment that I smelled her familiar aroma. My mouth watered and I began to breathe deeply. Hovering over me, she flatly stated, “As your reward, you will be given the privilege of having me sit on your face every morning and whenever I choose throughout the day or night. Each time this occurs you will be blindfolded because you might have a heart attack if you saw such perfection. Secondly, you will only be given this privilege if you please me the day before. I’ll even give you a hint about how to please me. One of the gauges will be by how many orgasms I attain. The rest will be for you to figure out on your own, but I suggest you never deny me anything or you’ll make things worse for you. Do you want to eat me now?” Crazed with lust as her scent invaded me I said, “YES!” “Enough to abide by these rules and ALL future ones that I come up with?” “Yes!” “We’ll see about that” lowering herself onto my face. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 10 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I'm willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women...especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email since I don't access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. The next six months was a rush of hormones and flights of erotica. Misty never received less than 5 orgasms a day and sometimes as many as 10. I greeted her everyday in the nude and on my knees before her. I adored her feet at the door and upon command. As the time passed, I had begun doing all the chores around the house as if I didn't have a roommate at all, I was waiting on her hand and foot and then worshipped her feet and legs until she needed something else. About three months earlier, Misty basically moved into my bedroom with me and seemed to become obsessed with my chastity device. She'd started tying me down to my bed as she rubbed her hands all over my body and paid extra attention to my exposed swollen balls. This became a daily thing and it seemed to make me hornier. Misty never raised her voice to me the entire time. She walked around the house in only lingerie now and would keep me thinking about sex constantly. On top of the conversations involving a sexual theme, she had me pour oil on her and massage her on a whim. She'd lie outside sunbathing, her hands constantly caressing some part of her own body. I'd become accustomed to bathing her daily before bed while wearing a blindfold. I was still not allowed to view her naked. I was thinking about sex so often that the dreams never ceased but became increasingly intense. I continued to dream about something probing my ass and how great it felt. Every couple weeks the sensation seemed to get bigger and more determined to get deeper. If all this wasn't enough, I also attended to her nails and would apply polish to them. I would brush her hair nightly 200 times while she talked about how good I was being and that she liked things this way, that she never imagined having a roommate would be like having a personal servant. I would towel her off after watching her workout. The tasks became more and more involved and seemed to make her life more luxurious while mine became more hectic. I was never able to say anything because the few times I hesitated, Misty would remind me that I still needed to prove I could be trusted or she'd leave and I'd never get out of the device that I claimed Brandi locked on me. I had grown to a point that I was not only afraid of what she might do because she held all the cards, but I needed her threats and smugly superior attitude. I needed to be around her regardless of what it would cost or regardless of what I would have to endure. Things became so that I lived to hear her voice, even if it only came with moans of pleasure or words of belittlement and debasement toward me. The odd thing about it though is that I could never find myself getting angry because no matter how rude and mean she was, she did it with such a seductive innocence and sweet voice that I usually found myself asking or even begging for more. Naturally she was all too happy to provide it for me and eventually not only did I want more, but I began believing myself to be worthless, pathetic, and inferior to her. I also started to agree with her that my cock was too small and deserved to be locked up, that I wasn't a real man because a real man wouldn't let this happen, and that my place in life was at Misty's feet. I fought these thoughts constantly and tried to tell myself it couldn't be true. I knew that I didn't let anything happen and that I made my own choices, but if that were true then why was I so easily manipulated and captivated by Misty? I could sense my will slipping away from me and I seemed to be handing it over to Misty. I'm guessing that Misty could feel this battle going on inside of me because she took everything yet another step further while still making it my choice: "I've been thinking lately and have been feeling like I should do something for you since you've been giving me all these wonderful pleasures, so I've done a little research about your predicament. I believe there may be a way to allow you to have wonderful sensations and drive you toward that orgasm that you've longed for over the last several months. It'll require a lot of trust though and if you give me that part of you, I'll instill more trust in you and your story. Are you willing to trust me enough? Do you want to feel that familiar climb toward an explosive orgasm bad enough??" handing me her silk robe to hang for the night, leaving her in thong and quite revealing bra With eagerness in my voice I exclaimed, "Yes!" "Calm down baby. It's not so easy as just saying yes. If you want that feeling bad enough, you have to do me a favor. Are you willing?" "Yes...what is it you want?" "Well you see, I'm an innocent little girl but I'm also a woman. I have urges and these urges have been building and building each day. I didn't want to tell you when I was first moving in that one day I hoped I would be able to regularly fuck my roommie because I didn't want to get your hopes up. I wanted it to be a surprise but then you allowed this to be locked on and you're unable to get it up now that I'm ready for it. So as I did some research I found a way that you can experience that build up again and I can fuck you the way I want, but before I let you I want you to use this on me." Pulling out a strap-on dildo "Just how am I supposed to do that?" "Silly little boy. You put it on and pretend it's your real one. I know it won't be easy because at 10", it's gotta be more than 2 ½ times bigger than yours. Once you start believing that you could actually be a real man, then you start seducing me and begging me to fuck you like you're a dog in heat." "But..." Holding the fake cock to her lips she licked up the shaft and said, "Did I ever tell you I learned how to deep throat 10" when I was 14 and since then I won't let anything less than 8" stay in my mouth for more than a few seconds. I just love the feeling of something so big and meaty in my mouth. It's just so hard to explain. You'll have to experience it sometime." With that she took the entire cock into her mouth in one motion and with total eye contact, slowly withdrew it from her moist lips followed by her addictive moan. "So what do you say...you wanna try it?" Watching her totally captivated I responded, "Yes...I'd love to" Smiling she said, "Good...I can't wait. And what about using this on me?" kissing the head of the cock. "Yes...give it to me!" "Hehe...believe me I will but for now put this on and we'll go from there." I put on the strap-on and looked down to see this monster of a cock jutting out from my body. I couldn't believe that cocks like this actually existed. Standing there in awe I never noticed Misty get on her knees in front of me until I saw this tiny little hand wrap itself around the massive girth of the phallus and began to stroke it. "Mmm...there's nothing like a nice big cock looking me in the face to get me turned on. See how my hand can't even fit around it? Now that's what should happen with a real man's cock...nothing like yours. Watch my hand as it strokes it ever so slowly. Watch as it goes back and forth...back and forth. Nice and slow, back and forth. Are you watching it baby...watching my hand slide over this large fuck stick ever so slowly, wishing you could feel all the wonderful strokes as they move back and forth from head to base and back over the bulging head. This is how to make a cock nice and hard to suck on and you want to see me suck it don't you. You want me to keep stroking and add my lips to the back and forth motion and make it nice and slippery so you can fuck me with it don't you. Is that what you want baby...you want me to fuck you with it sometime?" Looking up at my glazed over eyes I nodded "Tell me! Tell me you want me to fuck you with it!" "I want you to fuck me!" "I'll be glad to...but later. For now, I want to suck it" as she placed the tip to her lips and sucked in the entire length effortlessly. I stood amazed as I watch such expert fellatio being performed by this girl. How could one so young have such skills? This went on for several minutes before she finally stopped. Even though it wasn't real, I felt like I was about to collapse from the scene I had just witnessed. Just then Misty pushed me down onto the bed, blindfolded me, and climbed on top of me and slowly let the phallus enter her tight, virgin pussy. She screamed out in orgasm after orgasm as she rode the monster cock. When she finally felt satiated, she climbed off the cock and to my mouth. Leaning down to my ear she asked, "Do you want to suck on some of my juices?" As soon as I nodded she planted her pussy against my mouth and I sucked her to 2 more orgasms. She lifted off of me and undid the strap-on dildo. Whispering in my ear again she asked, "Would you like to suck me some more?" I nodded "Say it!" "I want to suck you some more" "Good, but say it like you mean it and beg me to let you suck me" "Please Misty...please let me suck you." "Why...why should I let you suck me?" "Please...I need it. I need to suck you" "You promise to do the best job you possible can?" "Yes Misty...I'll suck you like you've never been sucked before" "Alright then, open wide" I opened my mouth and then where I was expecting her pussy to be placed again, I found the dildo that was now soaked in her juices being forced into my mouth. I tried to resist only to be attacked by Misty's hot breath in my ear once again. "Now, now honey. A deal is a deal or do you want me to move out because you can't prove to me that you're a man of your word?" I could only let out a muffled groan into the cock as I let it pass my lips with more ease now. "That's better. Now be a good girl and suck my cock like it's your last meal." Still fighting, I started to try and twist my head back and forth to get this invader out of my mouth. In order to stop me, Misty straddled me and locked my head between her strong legs. "You need to quit fighting because we're gonna do this until you learn to enjoy a big cock as much as I do." I couldn't move and eventually grew tired of trying to push the cock out with my tongue. She sensed my resistance and took a moment to readjust the harness to wrap around my head. When I felt her let go all together and reach for something else, I pushed hard on the phallus and thought I had a chance when it suddenly stopped with the head still in my mouth. Taking my wrist in her hand, she started strapping it to the bedpost when she saw my failed attempt. This caused her to laugh hysterically at my plight. She continued to laugh out loud as she strapped my other wrist and both ankles to the bed. I felt utterly humiliated and never felt so little or helpless as I did at that moment. I pulled and struggled at my new bonds and failed miserably. It was then her laughter stopped and I felt her hot breath in my ear once again. "That's my good little cock-sucking slut. I want you to fight it with all you got because it'll make things go so much smoother later." Then she licked my ear and left the room. Her last words sent a chill down my spine and scared me to death. I had never seen Misty act this forward and aggressive. It not only worried me beyond belief, but also turned me on like I hadn't been in the last few months. My cock had swelled to the fullness of the device and was causing me great pain. I didn't know what to do and didn't know what to expect either as I lay there alone with nothing but the recent memories and wondering thoughts. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 11 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I'm willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women...especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email since I don't access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. After about what felt like an hour, I was covered in sweat and had somewhere along the way relaxed enough to let the dildo slip down into my throat. Well over half of it had made its way down and my mouth had adjusted to the fullness of the cock and I'd even started to accept its place there. Just as I let out a moan of total relaxation and contentment I felt hot breath brush against my ear. "That's right, accept it. You like the feeling of a big cock in your mouth...you know it belongs there...you want to feel cock in your mouth every day. I know what you want...I know what you need, but I need to remove it for a moment to ask you a question." Un-strapping the harness and removing the dildo from my mouth she continued, "Now don't say anything and just answer my questions with a nod until I say otherwise...understand?" I nodded "Good. Now do you like sucking my cock?" I shook my head no. "Would you prefer I stick this back in your mouth until you do?" I shook my head no once again. "So do you like sucking my cock?" This time I nodded. "Are you a cock-sucking slut?" I shook my head no. "Do you want me to fuck you?" I nodded. "Are you my cock-sucking slut?" I shook my head no again. "Do you want me to fuck you like you've never been fucked before?" I nodded. "Do you want me to help you build toward climax as I do?" I nodded "Do you really need to cum that badly?" I nodded. "Am I turning you on now?" I nodded. "Will you agree to be my cock sucking slut to hear more?" Hesitating for several moments I finally shook my head no again. Seeing my hesitation she reached down and began caressing my balls lightly, "Does that feel good?" I nodded "These sure are full. Do you want my help emptying them?" I nodded "Do you want me to fuck you to empty them?" I nodded "Do you remember how to cum?" I nodded "Are you sure?" I nodded "What if you can't...would you like me to keep fucking you until you do finally remember how to let your juices flow?" I nodded "Will you be willing to do anything for me to have me fuck you?" Gliding her hand down to and grazing her finger over my asshole Letting out a small gasp I nodded "Did you like that?" I nodded "Want more?" I nodded "Do you want it enough to be my cock-sucking, cum eating slut?" Just before I responded she applied pressure with her finger and it slipped into my ass. I gasped loudly this time as my body froze in total pleasure and shock. "Say it!" "YES!!" Removing her finger, "That's a good slut. I knew you would say it sooner or later; you just needed the proper incentive. Now don't go anywhere and I'll get things ready to fuck you." Squeezing my balls firmly as she stood up to leave A few minutes later she returned and after a moment I felt her finger again only this time it was coated with something and slid in with ease, "I'm just gonna get you ready here so that when we start fucking I can deliver my promise to help you build to climax, but same rules...no talking until I say." She moved her finger in and out a few times before adding a second and then a third, "Well, well...what have you been doing because it's only been a few seconds and I've already got three fingers in you with ease." About that time I started to gyrate my hips and thrust toward her hand, wanting them to go a little deeper like in my dreams. "Mmm...my little slut likes that doesn't she?" I nodded "And you want more?" I nodded, lifting my hips up more to meet her hand At that moment, she pulled her fingers from me and placed a couple of firm pillows under me. I felt her crawl up between my legs and place something bigger against my asshole. "Were you starting to build toward your climax?" I nodded Just then she started pushing this thing into me and it hurt like hell. I started to cry out as Misty said, "Shhh...it'll be ok honey. All little sluts get fucked like this. Just concentrate on your build to climax." I had wanted to tell her no and to stop but she just kept pushing this monster in and talking to me sweetly. I don't know why, but even with this invader and the extreme pain, I felt it improper to disobey Misty and interrupt her while she was talking. Thrusting her hips with more force now, she drilled deeper into me, "I'm sure you like this, my slut. Let me give you the proper feel of a fucking." With that she started pulling back out, "I bet that feels good doesn't it...rubbing all the nerves down there." She picked up her pace now and really began giving it to me. "You took this really easily. You really are a slut aren't you?" About that time I could feel the familiar sensation I felt earlier as I began building to climax. I let out a gasp of pleasure as I nodded. "Yes...and you feel your climax building again don't you?" I nodded "And you want me to keep fucking you until you reach it don't you?" I nodded again now moaning loudly in utter ecstasy "You NEED me to keep fucking you!" I nodded again feeling as if I was about to go over the edge. I had never felt an orgasm build to this high or feel this intense before in my life. "Say it!" I yelled, "I need you to fuck me Misty" hoping to let it go any second. Suddenly she stopped and withdrew her cock from me. I whined and whimpered as my orgasm stayed on edge sending me to near tears. My hips bucked hoping to find Misty's cock once again. This caused her to laugh hysterically. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 12 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I'm willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women...especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email since I don't access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. * * * * * "Please, Misty, please!!" I begged "Please what?" She replied trying to stifle a giggle "Please don't stop!" "Stop what, honey?" "Fucking me...please don't stop fucking me!" "Ha, Ha, Ha...You mean you want me to fuck you?" "Yes...please...I need it!" still writhing and bucking my hips "You need it? Only sluts need it though. Wouldn't you agree?" she asked as she tickled my balls "Yes" I moaned as shivers went up my spine "And you say you need me to fuck you with my big cock...am I correct?" "Yes!" I yelled as I felt her place her finger in my ass and pump slowly "So, what does that make you?" stopping all movement of her finger Knowing what she wanted me to say, I hesitated. Seeing this, she removed her finger, grabbed my gyrating hips, and placed the tip of her cock to my ass. "What does that make you??" applying a little pressure but not quite penetrating "A slut!!" I gasped out and tried to push into her cock Pulling the cock away she said, "And whose slut are you?" "Please Misty...I need it." "Whose slut are you??" reapplying her cock-head to my puckered hole "I'm YOUR slut, Misty!" Slamming the cock full length into me with one stroke she leaned in and whispered, "That's my good girl. When I'm done with you, you'll be the best slut ever!" With that she stroked in and out of me 10 more times and continued, "There you go, now that should be enough to keep you wanting more. Sweet dreams my slut and I'll be back tomorrow morning." She pulled out and I was left once again in total silence. This scene was repeated several times over the course of the next couple of days. Each time I was left begging for more, declaring that I was her slut, and left without the orgasm I was so close to having. I had no idea what was happening to me. Sunday night she came back into the room and undid my bonds. Taking off my blindfold, she whispered in my ear. "Now get up, follow me into the living room, and don't say a word or do anything until told to. Is that clear?" I nodded "That's my good girl" taking me by the hand and pulling me up. "Oh...and one more thing..." stepping behind me and placing something cold against my ass, she pushed it in and continued, "Now don't let that fall out!" She started walking away laughing. I tried my best to keep up but I felt weird with this object completely up my ass. The whole time though I couldn't take my eyes off Misty's legs. Just as I turned the corner into the living room, I was greeted by a combination of hysterical laughter and gasps of shock. I turned beet red and started to walk away when I felt an intensely pleasurable vibration coming from inside me. Instantly, I went to my knees and started to gyrate my hips while moaning. The rest of the room went silent as Misty spoke over my loud groans. "I'm glad to see you finally took your proper place, but honey, we have company...try and control yourself and quit being so obscene. Calm down and tell me what it is you need." "I...I...oohh...I..." "It's ok baby...take your time getting it out and worship my feet while you try to put the words together." Totally oblivious to the rest of the crowd now, I leaned down and began to worship Misty's feet and adorned them with kisses. I heard ooh's and ahh's from the entire crowd. Somewhere in there I began to form the words I needed. "I...I need you to fuck me Misty!" "Right here...Right now?" "Yes...please!" "But we have company...are you sure you want them to see you that way?" "Yes...just please fuck me!" "Well...I really don't feel like it right now, but how about I let one of my friends do it for me?" "Yes...Anything...just fuck me please!" "And how would you like them to fuck you?" "Hard and in the ass, please!" my gyrations becoming more obscene as the vibrations in my ass seem to grow stronger "And with what are they to fuck you with, darling?" motioning for one of the girls to come over "A cock...a big, meaty strap-on cock" "But honey...only sluts want cock. Can you tell all these lovely women that you're my cum-eating, cock-loving slut?" I nodded "Then say it, slut!" Facing the crowd, I meekly said, "I'm her cum-eating, cock loving slut." The crowd of women burst into giggles as Misty said, "Then prove it by sucking on this!" undoing her skirt to expose the biggest strap-on I never imagined possible I obediently leaned in and began sucking as if I had been doing it for years. As I continued to suck with abandon, Misty addressed the crowd again "Now while my slut here is sucking my cock, my friend Brandi will demonstrate how much my slut enjoys a good fucking." Feeling my eyes go wide when she said Brandi's name, she directed her attention to me, "That's right; slut...Brandi is here and never went out of town. Now she is going to show you what being fucked is all about." About that time the vibrations ceased all together as I felt Brandi's hands reach my ass. She reached down and pulled out the device in my ass and didn't waste any time inserting a strap-on of her own. The gasps around the room made me wonder until I realized how big it was. It felt a great deal bigger than the one Misty had used on me and then I was greeted with another surprise. After inserting the entire cock into me, she let it sit there as she reached around to undo my chastity device. Once I sprang to full attention (which took about 1 second), Brandi began to pound in and out of me furiously. I took it like a good girl as I continued to suck on Misty's 'cock'. Roommate Beyond Fantasy Ch. 13 This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I’m willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women…especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinions and guidance from the dominant woman in writing future stories or even forming an interesting relationship in which a story may spur. Please contact me by email at the link below since I don’t access this site often. I look forward to hearing from you soon. As I continued to demonstrate just how pathetic I had become, Misty started to address the crowd again. “Now ladies, you have all come today because you are interested in my ideas. You feel that either the man you are married to or seeing has cheated on you and are tired of being taken advantage of, or you are simply loving the idea about owning men and want me to help you build your own stable of slaves. I have outlined all the details about the business I desire to start in the packets you hold. We can look at those later though. For now, I wanted you to see what was capable with the use of a chastity device.” “I became Darian’s roommate just over 6 months ago and had seduced him into this device in a matter of a couple of days. The best part about it is that he was under the impression that Brandi here locked it on him and wasn’t told until just now. Since then I have never paid rent, enjoyed being pampered and waited on hand and foot. I’ve taught him to crave my pussy and greet me every day with foot worship and massage. This whole time he has never even seen me naked either. I’ve played on his emotions and his hope to gain release one day. All you see before you now is what has transpired over the last 72 hours. I’m also about to show you that even though he now knows the truth, I can still push him further. Let me show you.” Grabbing my hair and pulling my head back, forcing me to look her in the eye as I sucked; she began to make me an offer. “I have a deal for you, slut…but first I have some questions for you. Stop sucking, but don’t remove your mouth from my cock. For each question you answer yes to, just blink once…don’t do anything for a no. Do you understand?” I blinked “Good girl. Do you like having me as your roommate?” I blinked “Do you want to lose me as your roommate?” I did nothing “I didn’t think so. Have you ever hated what we’ve done since I’ve been here?” Again I did nothing Smiling broadly now, “I thought as much…and do you like what is happening now?” At that moment Brandi reached around and began to lightly stroke my sensitive cock and fondle my swollen balls as she changed the position of her ‘cock’ in me slightly causing a new wonderful sensation. All these new stimuli forced me to involuntarily close my eyes. When Misty caressed my face, I opened them again to look at her wicked smile once again. “You’re such a good little slut. I know you better than you know yourself. I’m sure you don’t even want it to stop do you?” I started to blink my eyes to show I did, but just as I did…Brandi squeezed my balls painfully hard forcing my eyes to stay open because it was taking all my strength not to scream at that moment. “Just what I thought…well then, now for that deal I promised you. Would you be interested in seeing my breasts and sucking on them often?” I blinked furiously She laughed when she saw my eagerness. “I thought as much. Well would you like to cum today?” Again I blinked several times “Well…would you like to cum more than see my breasts?” Brandi sped her stroking of my cock and the pumping of her strap-on. I felt my climax reaching extreme proportions and yet I couldn’t quite go over the edge. I began to hear some oohs and ahhs emanate from the women in the room. My hormone levels were at new heights. As much as I wanted to see Misty’s breasts, I needed to cum right then, so I blinked. Misty nodded her head and Brandi’s hand stopped stroking as she changed her pumping to a more downward angle. She took hold of my balls, one in each hand and began massaging them. I moaned in frustration as I felt my climax stop building. “Are you about ready to cum like never before?” I blinked quickly “Are you enjoying the feelings I’m creating in you right now?” I blinked “Do you want them to continue, each day reaching new levels of ecstasy, each day more intense, each day more pleasurable for me and more humiliating for you?” I blinked again after only a moment of hesitation “Then if I promise to let you cum now and promise that someone in this room will swallow every last drop, will you agree to forego all future orgasms and agree to become totally mine…serving as my slave?” I blinked With that, Brandi’s hands were gone from my balls and she and Misty simultaneously removed their ‘cocks’ from my orifices. I collapsed to the floor as I realized how drained I was and that the only things holding me up were now gone. Misty rolled me over and sat on my chest. Pinching my nose, I was forced to open my mouth in order to breathe. Just then, Misty poured from a cup a slimy substance into my mouth. Before I realized that it was my own cum, Brandi had grabbed my head to hold it still and Misty emptied the cup, closed my mouth and taped it closed to keep me from spitting it out. Letting go of me and standing up she said, “There…consider that contract binding and final. Be sure to drink it all down like a good little cum slut.” As I lay there totally beaten now, unable to move and broken of any desire to fight back, they placed the chastity device back on me and left me there as Misty once again turned to address the women. “Ladies…as you can see, after 6 months of denial he was so needing that he gave up the chance to not only see my tits but also was willing to even agree never to orgasm again. This is proof that when a man is horny enough, he’ll agree to anything you put before him. A man also can’t think straight when he’s that high on hormones because I can assure you he never saw it coming that he would be drinking his own cum. The thing to remember is that if a man doesn’t agree to something, then you don’t have him horny enough and you just make sure you push him further.” Pulling her skirt back up and sitting down with her feet near my face she continued, “Now what I’m proposing is to help you get your men locked up and start the breaking process. For those of you that are in relationships, I will only charge for my services and the price of the belt. At the agreed upon time you will catch him in my company in some sort of sexual act that isn’t really satisfying to him, but will prevent him from saying that I’m just a friend. On your end, you will become more wanting of sex after you know he is locked up so that he will be hanging himself when he has to keep turning you down. Once he’s broken down a little and begins to agree to just eat you out, you will act bored or like it’s a sacrifice. From there we’ll discuss more.” “Those of you that want your own stable with at least 2 or more slaves will pay for my services as well as Brandi’s and any other girl I decide to ask to help me out. You will also pay for each chastity device and then when I feel that he’s broken to the extent that he’s nothing but a piece of property, you will then pay a selling price depending on the value that I see fit, which won’t be cheap but it won’t be outrageously expensive either. If this sounds interesting then we will fill out the paperwork in just a moment but keep in mind that for every man I lock up for you, before you can claim him as yours, you will need to send 3 more women that definitely want the same lifestyle…no maybes or women that don’t really know what it is I do, but I do assure my talents to be permanent as you can see.” Pointing down to show that I once again adored her feet with kisses regardless of the embarrassment I was feeling. Women instantly started lining up to fill out the contracts and giving Misty their schedules as well as the men in their lives. ***** That was 5 years ago and since then, with the help of Brandi and the help of a few other friends, Misty has locked up over a thousand men and become quite wealthy in her ventures. I really don’t know what happens to them after she leaves them or sells them. I do know that my life has never been the same. I now wear panties under my clothes when I go out and I perform for all her friends and clients on a weekly basis. Each time I feel like I can’t reach a new low, Misty comes up with some new sadistic way to embarrass and humiliate me and push me further into her control. I think at times how much I hate what has happened to me and want it all to end, but then Misty gives me a choice between freedom and some new kink, and I always seem to choose the kink. I’ve never been given an orgasm in all this time and I still haven’t seen her naked to this day and as I kneel before her and her latest blindfolded victim she leans in to whisper in my ear. “Alright you pathetic slut, even though I probably know the answer I’m going to ask anyway. Would you rather see my tits and suck on them often and us lead a normal life from here on out or would you rather keep things the way they are and suck this mans cock and swallow his cum before I lock him up and start him unknowingly down the same path you started 5 years ago? Which will it be?...”