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Crystal

By: Cole Calder



“It’ll be so good to get to the resort, won’t it, honey?” she said.

“Mmmm,” he replied. “What do you want to do once we get there?”

“Oh, you know, this and that,” she said, giving him a wicked grin. He looked to the back seat, where their two children, aged 11 and 6, were both asleep. He met her grin with one of his own.

“Who said we have to wait until we get to the resort?” She too looked to the back seat, saw it was safe, and immediately leant across to her husband of twelve years, Robert Wilson, and began unbuckling his belt. He shivered, but kept his eyes on the highway. Now would not be the time to have an accident. She unzipped his fly; felt him through his jockey shorts, before freeing him up.

“Ellen! What if Jason or Lizzie wakes up?” She shook her head, as if to say don’t worry and moved down into his lap. He gasped as she blew air onto the head of his penis, before running her tongue down the length of his shaft. She had always known how to suck cock.

While she sucked him off, cupping his balls in her hand, he unbuttoned her blouse at the top and began rubbing her breasts through the fabric of her lacy red bra. As she felt him rubbing and caressing her breasts, she intensified her sucking, having always been over-sensitive in that area.

He continued on his forage by unclasping her bra (it undid at the front), and finally freeing up her breasts. Now she gasped, which sounded almost comical, with her mouth full of her husband’s prick. He laughed quietly, before rubbing her now bare breasts, paying special attention to her ripe, hardened nipples, standing pinkly and proudly in the open air. While this happened, by some miracle, Robert managed to keep the car at a steady speed and in a straight line. He checked the kids with a quick glance, but they were still asleep. Ellen paused her sucking just long enough to whisper:

“Pussy!” This one word was enough. He gave each breast one final squeeze, while she moved closer to give him access and he reached down to her wet pussy. He pulled her panties down a few inches, her jeans with them, and began fingering her hairy, yet alluring cunt. She came almost immediately.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh, yeaaaaaaahhhhhh, baby,” she said, taking a breath, “you’re making me come, long and hard.”

“I know, Ellen, I can feel it, I can’t wait to taste it. Now bring out the vacuum cleaner, babe, ‘cause I want to come too.”

“Alright, honey, you only need to ask once.” He groaned as she provided suction, bringing his come with it. As he came, his hot fluid running down his wife’s throat, she orgasmed herself in a torrent of juices that covered his left hand, his right still on the steering wheel.

“We better clean up, honey,” he said, “because the kids might wake up at any moment.”

“You’re right, but we’ll continue this later,” she said, smiling, before zipping herself and her husband up, and re-doing the buttons on her blouse. He quietly cupped a breast and squeezed it before letting Ellen move back into her seat properly and put on her seat belt.

Over the last 100 kilometres he drove so fast that Ellen became worried he would be caught for speeding, but without incident he was soon pulling up in front of reception at the resort. It was set only a few hundred metres from the beach, and their unit was upstairs at the front end, giving them a tremendous view of the Pacific Ocean.

Once they had unpacked, they sat down to a late lunch at the dining table of their 2-bedroom apartment, and neither Ellen nor Robert had ever bolted down a meal so quickly as they did that day. They had other fish to fry. At the end of the meal, they both said that they were going to their bedroom for a sleep, and that if they were good children, kept quiet and cleaned up the meal, they would be able to go down to the beach in the late afternoon.

They barely made it to the bedroom. Ellen shut the door quickly behind her and locked it, momentarily before she was forced up against it, her tits being caressed and her tongue and mouth being savaged by her husband.

Ellen was tall, 33 and had short black hair. She was a traditional Anglo-Australian, as was her husband, and had sexy brown eyes, tanned skin, small but perfectly rounded and firm breasts and a small but tight butt.

Robert was also tall and 33, with broad shoulders, and athletic build, a generous smile and a kind and handsome face. When they had met 14 years before, Ellen had been immediately taken by his large muscles, and even more so when she had found his penis was well above average size—9 inches and extremely thick. She had actually been worried when they had tied the knot that because he was so good-looking and charming he would find himself cheating on her regularly. But through twelve years of marriage, he had not betrayed her yet.

She now ran her hands across his shoulders, then down his back, while he ripped open her blouse and began kissing and sucking at her neck, followed by her chest. He removed her bra to reveal once again her glorious breasts, and he immediately took one into his mouth. She began licking his ear as his sucking drove her wild with desire, and she pulled his head away from her chest, bringing his face to hers, before sticking her tongue down his throat. They kissed passionately like that for several minutes, both exploring their partners’ bodies.

Soon they could wait no longer, so he threw her onto the bed, which was still perfectly made, pulled her jeans down, re-arranged her panties, giving her pussy a small flick of his finger along the way and entered her soaking, sopping cunt. His first thrust brought a flooding of juices as she convulsed under him, but he barely paused before withdrawing, entering and thrusting forward. Forward, until he reached bone.

Though they were deeply in love, all tenderness was forgotten, and he rammed her into oblivion. He came a few minutes later, but she merely pushed him onto his back, straddled him and impaled herself on his spike, before riding him mercilessly, his hands pushing her arse towards him and his mouth once again busying itself with her breasts.

They made love like that for at least an hour, and in all honesty, it was probably longer than that. By the time they had cleaned themselves up and told the kids they could go to the beach, it was 3:30 in the afternoon. Robert, though, was utterly spent from the experience, and declined the opportunity for the surf at the beach, saying he would hold the fort at the apartment.

They soon left, and he was watching television a few minutes after that when it happened. He was glancing out the window to the outdoor corridor when a girl of no more than 19 walked past his window. The sight of her actually took his breath away. She was relatively short, had long blond hair and a beautiful face, with gorgeous blue eyes and the fullest lips he had ever seen. And that wasn’t the best part. She had the most amazing body that Robert could have imagined on a female. She was thin, not an ounce of fat on her, had perfectly shaped, extremely large and natural-looking breasts and the curviest, roundest, tightest bottom he had ever seen. All this was perfectly accentuated by the revealing grey patterned bikini that she wore.

As she passed, she looked in the room, saw Robert and smiled. A wonderful smile too, displaying a full set of dazzling white teeth. He smiled back. Then she was gone. He turned back to the T.V. program he was watching. About five minutes later, she came back to the window, but this time she didn’t walk past, stopping and leaning on the railing, looking down to the pool. He noticed immediately, and though he had never thought he would have been doing this just ten minutes earlier, his eyes focused straight on her sexy bottom. After a few minutes that seemed like hours, she slowly and sensuously rode up the lining of her swimmers, making them into a thong. He couldn’t be sure how, but he knew she was doing it for him. She then moved her hand down to her butt and gave one cheek a quick rub and a squeeze. Robert had developed quite an erection, which he barely noticed at all.

It was then that she turned around to see his reaction. She liked what she saw, smiling, before licking her lips and gesticulating calmly to the apartment’s front door. He got up, not even bothering to hide his hard-on, and walked to the door, opening it. Without thought, they both stepped forward and brought their lips to each other in a lingering and sensuous kiss.

“You’re the most sexy girl I’ve ever seen. How old are you?”

“I’m 19, and you’re the hottest guy I’ve ever met. Can I come in and fuck you senseless?” Though he could barely believe his ears, he had enough sense to say:

“Not here, my wife might come back. Your place.”

“Let’s go.” For show, they walked calmly and separately, but once they were inside her unit, they couldn’t have been closer together. Call it spontaneous sexual combustion.

Kissing the whole time with mouths wide open, or more accurately, licking and sucking each other’s tongues, each one caressing and rubbing the other’s posterior, they didn’t come close to the bedroom. They collapsed onto the carpeted floor of the living room, still kissing like there was no tomorrow, him on top of her. He frantically undid the strings of her bikini top, revealing her perfect, natural breasts. He stopped kissing her and absolutely buried his head in her chest, almost suffocating himself. He sucked, bit and kissed her breasts and nipples, focusing on one breast at a time, and she came at once, having the most sensitive breasts of anyone that Robert had made love to. While his left hand was playing with the breast he wasn’t orally attending to, he undid the strings of her bikini bottoms with his right hand, leaving her completely naked.

She then pulled his shorts off, and with them both naked, and him still focusing on her breasts, he plunged his 9-inch cock into her soaked pussy. She came again. Then he rode her like a rampaging bull for the next half hour, though to them, no time passed at all. His face never left her chest once. When they both came in an ultimate climax, they lay in a heap on the floor, and he slipped out of her.

“Oh, baby, that was amazing.”

“I know. You have the tightest pussy I have ever felt.”

“What about my arse?” She gave him a wicked grin, which was enough encouragement. He flipped her and positioned himself, lubricating her hole with the combination of their juices, before entering her, at first slowly and carefully, but soon quickening his pace. While on top of her, his hands found her beautiful breasts again, while he treated the back of her neck like it was a second mouth, making out with it and licking it with a great deal of enthusiasm. It was this as much as the penetration that made her come when she did. He wasn’t even close to finishing, though, so he pulled out before gently picking her up off the ground and leading her to the dining room table.

“Okay, sexy thing, get up onto the table, but stay standing.” They both got onto it, and still standing commenced fucking again. His hands held her bottom, pushing her further into him, while her hands held the back of his head, while she kissed him passionately, her tongue ramming down his throat constantly. It was also now that the two got a lot more vocal. Before, they had only made general animal-like grunting noises, but now they couldn’t shut up.

“Oh, you sexy motherfucker, fuck my cunt. Come on baby, break my pussy in two!”

“Yeah, baby, yeah! Oh, your arse is so soft, as soft and sexy as your heavy breasts are, baby!” He then ripped his face from hers and again plunged his face in her breasts.

It was then that Ellen walked in. Her first sight was of her husband of twelve years, completely naked with the entire length of his prick in this teenager’s pussy, stretching her to the maximum, while she couldn’t see his face because her breasts obscured it. She shut the door, and they still had no idea that they had company.

“What’s your wife’s name, lover?” She said this amidst a series of loud groans.

“Ellen. Oh, oh, right there, right there, fuck me right there!”

“And is she awful at fucking? Is that why you need Crystal here to save the day?”

“No, she’s the best after you. It’s just that we’ve never been like animals before. Like you, you sexy blond bitch!” This is when Ellen broke in.

“Well, not until now, we haven’t.” She ripped off her last remaining piece of clothing now, her lacy red panties, pushed this sexy blond chick off her husband and climbed on herself, wrapping her legs around his waist. To his eternal credit, Robert took these developments in his stride; in fact, he intensified his fucking now that his wife was here.

He carried her off the table and they went to the floor quickly, all the while fucking the hardest they ever had in their long marriage. Crystal, grinning delightedly, jumped off the table and went over to the happy couple, joining them on the floor. She, still letting them fuck, made some space and began sucking on Ellen’s smaller breasts, focusing on her ripe pink nipples. The sight of the woman he was cheating with sucking his wife’s tits nearly made him come.

None were sure, but they guessed that it all lasted for several hours. During it, Robert ate both of their cunts repeatedly, and at one memorable point, his cock was being ridden by his wife and his face by Crystal. Late on in the sex romp, Robert found himself fucking his wife doggy-style while she lapped at Crystal’s pussy, before the two women then switched positions.

Their holiday followed like this for the rest of the week, having a number of threesomes, while also enjoying various one-on-one romps. Each night Robert would go across while Ellen cooked dinner and had some fun with Crystal, who was staying at the resort by herself, while they would all have fun after the kids went to bed. They even went down to the pool one night at about one am and fucked together in their for hours. It was a trip that nobody wanted to bring to a close, but eventually it had to. Luckily, Crystal lived nearby, and Robert was even able to hire her as a secretary at his office, though not much work ever got done.

Crystal: A Sissy Set Free Pt. 01



Chris was a pretty standard excuse for a man, 19 years old with a thin face and a wiry frame, lacking any sort of muscle. He would have been just another man in a huge sea of others at his local college, but he was different, he refused to keep his mouth shut and refused to behave. He would strut around like he owned the place, hollering at girls, wolf whistling and cat calling. And that was the treatment he gave the girls he liked, anyone he deemed not worthy of his friendship he bullied furiously, making sexist remarks and derogatory comments; cracking fat jokes whenever the opportunity arose, whilst the guys found this hilarious, a lot of people quickly began to resent him. Even the girls he hooted at were sick of his behaviour. Revenge was on the mind of many but no one more so than his girlfriend Amanda, she was sick of him treating others like dirt and sick of his attitudes towards women. She had formulated a plan and gathered some friends to help her execute it; her revenge would be cruel, fitting and would make college a better place for everyone.

One Friday night Amanda invited Chris over to her house, her parents had gone out for the weekend so Chris was hoping tonight would be the night Amanda would finally have sex with him. He stood outside Amanda's house briefly inspecting its rather grand front, large windows and imposing wooden door, he walked up the long gravel drive and knocked on the door loudly and waited. The door was soon answered by Amanda wearing some cute black shorts shorts and a grey tank top, she was a tall and very beautiful girl with pointed features and long brunette hair, she had an air of effortless beauty to her and always seemed to look fabulous no matter the occasion. 

"Hey Chris", she kissed him briefly, "Come in make yourself at home," she said sweetly, he stepped through the door into the house and was suddenly pounced upon by three other girls who pinned him to the floor, easily overpowering his thin frame. 

"Ahh what the fuck are you doing!" he yelled. 

"I'll tell you exactly what we're doing, were taking revenge on you for all the jokes and cat calling at college, were going to show you how hard it is to be a girl so you never treat them badly again." 

"What the fuck are you going to do to me?" Chris yelled. 

"Oh you'll see soon enough" Amanda said wickedly as the girls pinning him laughed. 

The three girls suddenly began to strip him of his clothes until he was lying naked on the floor arms and legs pinned. 

"Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way, the easy way involves complying to our orders at all times and the hard way is that I spank you ass red raw, dump you then tell everyone at college about your tiny cock," suddenly Chris was very scared he paused for a while to consider his options.

"Th-h easy way then," he murmured quietly. 

"Excellent then we can get started but we don't want you nasty little prick to get in the way of our fun, now do we?" she produced a pink chastity cage and walked close, crouching beside him. She inspected his cock carefully and was obviously not impressed. 

"My my it is small isn't it, we may as well lock it up it's no good to him anyway," she proceeded to lock the cage like device around Chris's penis shrinking it and making it impossible for him to get an erection 

"There that's much better," said Amanda sounding satisfied. 

"What th-," shouted Chris. 

"Shh darling you said you wanted to do it the easy way, it's just there to keep your cute cock out of the way of our fun" giggled Amanda clearly enjoying her new power, Chris said nothing. The girls got off him and he stood up growing nervous of what was next. 

"Right, on to stage two, go upstairs to my bathroom, have a shower and shave off all you unsightly body hair and I mean all of it, then use some of my moisturiser, Vicky will help you with the tricky bits but I've instructed her to spank you hard at even the slightest amount of rebellion or bad attitude," she handed Vicky a menacing looking leather paddle and she waved it in his direction.

About 30 minutes later Chris returned from upstairs completely smooth and pale still looking scared. 

"Now doesn't that feel better Chris?, now your all smooth and soft just like a real girl and speaking of that we can't keep calling you Chris that's an ugly boys name you need a new pretty girly one, how about Laura? Hmm no not slutty enough, maybe something close to your old name, Christine? No, Chrissy? Nahh How about Crystal... yea that should work, very slutty indeed, do you like your new name Crystal?" Amanda inquired; Chris said nothing. 

"Answer me!" 

"Y-yes I do like it," you could hear the terror crack in his voice.

"From now on you shall only reply to the name Crystal and nothing else," barked Amanda, Crystal shuffled nervously still stood naked in Amanda's living room. "Now that you are shaven and you cute little dick is locked away I guess I can tell you what our master plan is and it's not that hard to grasp, We are going to turn you into a beautiful, although admittedly slutty, teenage girl, a cute little princess ready to be used and abused and I'm not talking childish slumber party makeover I mean a full on assault on your manliness," Instructed Amanda fiercely. 

"What the fuck? You think you're going to turn me into a girl, good look with that," uttered Crystal sarcastically. 

"I'm sure you will love every minute and obey every command or I will crush you, destroy your social life, tell everyone about your tiny cock, even post pictures of it on facebook, maybe I could call your mother in floods of tears telling her that you tried to force me to have sex with you. Your behaviour around college has destroyed the lives of several girls I know and the only thing I could see fit to do was to teach you a lesson in femininity, do you understand me Crystal?" 

"Yes Amanda I do," Crystal murmured quietly. 

"Good, then we can begin the transformation; Ladies escort Crystal to my bedroom, she can't walk around naked all day, I'll be up in a minute," Amanda walked slowly off towards the kitchen and Crystal followed the rest of the girls upstairs.

Amanda's house was pretty spacious and what with her being an only child her bedroom was large and well furnished with comfortable furniture, a lush soft carpet and a large bed. 

"We'd best wait for Amanda," said Vicky cautiously "Crystal, have a seat" she pointed to a large armchair in the corner of the room and he walked slowly too it feeling his smooth legs brush together as he walked, Crystal was feeling better about the situation but still nervous, he thought if he just did as he was told then he might be able to escape with his social life and personal life intact. He had gone from a sexist loudmouth to a shy sissy in less than an hour, all due to Amanda. 

At that moment Amanda strode in to her room and looked at Crystal sat daintily in the chair and smiled. 

"let's get started then, there's one thing that every pretty girl needs in life to make her feel beautiful and that's a divine set of matching underwear and lucky for you me and the girls went shopping yesterday." She walked confidently over to a pile of shopping bags next to her bed and bent over showing off her petite bum and picking up a bright pink bag with Anne Summers printed on the side, Crystal reeled slightly as he knew that only the sluttiest most girly lingerie was sold in that shop his eyes moved back to Amanda's face. 

"Right we have two sets for you, one simple set that you can wear now to get used to them and something special for you to wear later, but for now try these" She held out a beautiful white bra with little black polkadots covering the cups and wide pink lace trim along the neckline as well as a similarly themed thong with the same pink lace around the waist. 

"Are you ready for your first girly experience?" giggled Amanda, Crystal nodded shyly "well then come over here and try them on then we all want to see you strut about in your new undies." 

He walked nervously over to Amanda as all the girls watched his every move, he took the panties out of Amanda's hands and then lightly stepped into them pulling them up slowly. He felt the soft material on his shaven legs, the thong began to tighten on his asshole as the panties began to cover his cock cage, they felt nice on him and were surprisingly comfortable. 

"Wow don't you look pretty, wearing your first pair of panties like a true girl and you can barely notice your dick in them even when it is locked in chastity, now for the bra," she held it out for him and he slid his arms into it, one of the other girls was suddenly behind him and she quickly clasped the bra shut, he felt the soft material hug him across his chest and he relaxed as the bra too was surprisingly comfortable, he delicately touched the lace trim with his hands and relaxed a little bit. 

But then a slight frown fell across Crystals pale face, his tiny man boobs were nowhere near big enough to properly fill out the bra witch must have been at least a D cup. 

"Err I don't want to poke holes in your plan or anything" piped up Crystal "But I don't really fill this out very well do I?" 

"Ah we've thought of that, don't worry crystal we knew you would be lacking in the boob department so we bough you some double D silicone breast forms to fill out your pretty underwear, I mean what kind of slut doesn't have massive boobs to flaunt" she again walked over to the shopping bags and produced two enormous silicone breasts with realistic nipples and strode back over to Crystal removing his bra and inserting the breast forms then re clasping the bra and standing back to admire Crystals new figure. As soon as Amanda had stepped away he suddenly felt the weight of the breast forms hang from his chest, he had to stand up straight and arch his back slightly to keep himself balanced it was an odd feeling but not an unpleasant one.

"Wow don't you look pretty in your lace underwear with your new boobies on show, you might be a bit top heavy for a while until you get used to all that weight jiggling around on your chest but I'm sure you'll get used to it, although I must say they do make your figure look amazing and that thong frames your cute girly bum perfectly." 

Crystal had started to relax a little, he wasn't enjoying himself but he was warming to the situation, the chastity cage had freaked him out at first but he was getting used to it and the girls weren't being too cruel to him. 

"We didn't buy you those knickers for you to stand around in them all day test them out, give us a little catwalk show and flaunt your new assets," said Amanda playfully. Crystal tenderly began to walk from one side of Amanda's room to the other watching his boobs wiggle gently as the girls encouraged him, he began to feel more confident and began to strut a little, swinging his hips and arching his back, he felt a mild jolt of pain coming from his cock cage. 

"Hah who knew you'd be a natural, you walk like a real slut, shaking your ass like a pro," giggled Amanda as the other girls watched him stride up and down. He turned to face the girls and without realising let out a shy smile, Amanda quickly noticed. 

"Your enjoying this aren't you Crystal, I just saw you smile," she said brashly. 

"I-I dunno maybe," replied Crystal nervously. 

"It's okay to enjoy yourself it's only cross-dressing loads of men do it, although it kind of ruins my little payback scheme, oh well we've started now so we may as well keep going, I never knew that giving someone a makeover could be so fun," giggled Amanda.

"So what now then?" inquired Crystal. 

"Oh you will just adore what's next, we've gone to the trouble of setting up our own little beauty salon in my bathroom and you're getting the full treatment, makeup, hair, nails you name it," said Amanda excitedly and ushered Crystal into her bathroom and the small crowd of girls followed. Amanda's sink area had been cleared and a tall stool had been placed in front of the large mirror hanging over the sink, a trolley full of all kinds of beauty products stood beside the stool. 

"Right, we should do her nails first because they take the longest," said Amanda to the girls "I think we should go with some candy pink acrylics since her nails are too short to do anything spectacular with." The girls nodded in agreement and produced a set of long and bright pink fake nails and without hesitation walked over to Crystal who gently offered his hand to the girls. They then began to delicately glue on the nails with surprising accuracy, soon they were done and Crystal now admired his new girly hands marvelling at how much different they looked with the simple application of some fake nails. 

"Time for your toes," said Amanda excitedly who span Crystal round and placed a small stool in front of him to rest his feet, she walked over to the makeup trolley carefully and selected a bottle of pink nail polish that matched the acrylic's on his hands, within ten minutes all his toe nails gleamed with a dazzling pink shine and Crystal felt his chastity device tighten again. 

"Aww look at you all pretty in pink," said Amanda admiring her handy work "I guess it's time to start on your makeup, we'd better make it super slutty," a wave of laughter erupted from the group of girls in the bathroom as they formed a circle and, in hushed tones, decided how to go about it. Crystal could do nothing but sit and listen to their conversation only picking up the odd word here or there, some minutes passed and eventually the girls broke from their huddle with a decision, Amanda walked over to Crystal. 

"Ready?" she said. 

"I guess so," replied Crystal tentatively.

Before he knew it Amanda was approaching with a set of huge fake lashes that she expertly glued to his own lashes then the others set to work on his face, first applying foundation all over then concealer under his eyes and on any unsightly blemishes. His face was now smooth and unmarked he already looked more feminine. Next a round of bronzer and bright pink blusher that was applied liberally to his cheeks. His eyes had been a hot topic of discussion for the girls and they had eventually settled on a thick line of dark black liquid eye liner and several coats of shimmering pink eye shadow to really frame his eyes. They were not holding back, now was not the time to show restraint with makeup. Finally it was time for his lips, first a basic lip liner then a generous coat of pink lipstick and several layers of glittered lip gloss over it to make his lips full and shiny. 

The girls all stood back and admired their efforts. 

"Oh my, she looks so beautiful," chirped up Amy. 

"Definitely, a real princess, well a slutty princess," replied Vicky not taking her eyes off a very startled looking Crystal still reeling from the cosmetic whirlwind that had befallen him. Crystal felt strange his eyes were heavy and his lips felt plump and sticky, he began to turn himself around as another jolt of pain erupted from his chastity cage, eager to see what he looked like but he was stopped by the firm grasp of Amanda. 

"Not yet Crystal we need to fix your hair first, what sort of girl walks around with an ugly buzz cut?" she quickly walked back into her room and came back with a mannequin head on witch sat the most exquisite blonde wig he had ever seen. Amanda held it triumphantly "I mean what sort of slut would you be without bleach blonde hair down past your shoulders," she carefully lifted the wig onto Crystals head and adjusted it, the hair was long and straight but very soft and lifelike, Amanda ran a brush gently through it to neaten it up. 

"Wow," the girls said in unison. 

"It's just your colour, you almost look better than me," said Vicky quietly. Crystal reached up slowly to touch his new hair feeling it in his fingers and watching it drop to just above his new boobs. 

"You can look now," said Amanda.

Crystal spun round to admire himself in the mirror above the sink, He stared for a few seconds unable to process the reflection, until it all suddenly fell madly into place, the face that looked back at him was that of a thin teen girl perfectly made up with an immaculate complexion, full pouty lips and huge black lashes that beat like the wings of butterflies. The image was him alright but a version of him that he could barely comprehend, a sharp pain in his dick threw him out of the trance as his tiny cock strained against its plastic cage, there was no denying it now, he was enjoying himself and a cute smile formed in his pink lips. 

"I can't believe it's me, I just look so different...so feminine," murmured Crystal still staring at his reflection. 

"I think we can all agree we did a fabulous job of your face, you look amazing," said Amanda triumphantly and a wave of agreement came from the rest of the girls. 

"T-thankyou," said Crystal quietly. 

"That's quite alright Crystal it was my pleasure, honestly I though you would put up much more of a fight but you have been a real darling about the whole experience," she said as a smile washed over her face. 

"But we haven't finished yet, girls can't strut around in their cute little panties all day we need to sort you an outfit, one that is befitting of such a beautiful slut and me and the girls think we found the perfect thing whilst we were shopping yesterday, but before that we need to get you into you're other set of lingerie, the ones you are wearing now are cute but nothing special they were their just to get you used to the feel of lingerie and the heft of your boobs, we have something extra special to go with your full outfit, follow me," said Amanda seductively, without thinking Crystal carefully stood up and followed Amanda back to her bedroom eagerly awaiting what she had in store.

Amanda walked straight over to the pile of shopping bags in her room and produced another set of gorgeous lingerie. She turned to Crystal and presented him with a beautiful pink leopard print strapless bra with narrow lace trim and a matching g-string which would leave little to the imagination. 

"Aren't they just gorgeous" said Amanda excitedly "We thought that we would continue the pink theme to emphasise your femininity and the bra's strapless so it won't interfere with the rest of your outfit." She walked over to him slowly and watched him take off his old lingerie and eagerly await the sumptuous feel of his skimpy new knickers. He tenderly reached out and took the g-string from Amanda and carefully slid it up his legs and felt it tighten deep in his ass crack. The bra was next; he wrapped it around himself and waited patiently for some assistance from one of the other girls to help fasten the clasp. Vicky walked over and moved his long hair aside and fastened the clasp, as Amanda leaned in close to him and inserted the breast forms then stood back to admire Crystals figure. 

"I'm glad we went for the push up Bra it makes your boobs look even bigger, you're starting to look like a Barbie doll what with your thin waist, flat stomach and enormous boobs," said Amanda proudly. 

"As great as your legs are we'd better find something to cover them and make you feel extra sexy," she offered Crystal a pair of snow white stockings with wide lace tops he took them eagerly and walked over to a chair to put them on, carefully he slid the stockings up his legs feeling the sheer nylon caress his smooth skin, they came to rest mid way up his thigh and matched his panties perfectly. He stood back up and walked slowly back and forth feeling his legs swish together sending waves of pleasure through his body. Crystal reached up and felt the weight of his boobs and adjusted the g-string that was riding up his bum. He walked over to Amanda's full length mirror and stood sideways sticking his bum out arching his back and thrusting out his double D boobs like he had seen in porn magazines. 




Crystal: A Sissy Set Free Pt. 01



"Whoa calm down bimbo we aren't done yet there will be plenty of time for you to pout and pose later, now we have to fit you into your dress," giggled Amanda as she once again walked over to the pile of shopping bags. 

"We really had to search hard to find the perfect dress, we found plenty that were nice but they were too classy for a girl like you and not pink enough, but after a while we found the perfect thing, it's as slutty as it is beautiful and I'm sure you will love it," beamed Amanda clearly eager to see Crystal in his new dress. Her hand reached down and grabbed a large, bright pink bag from the floor. 

"Close your eyes Crystal, I want this to be a surprise," said Amanda with much anticipation. Crystal dutifully obliged and he heard the rustle of paper and fabric as the dress was extracted by Amanda, after a few moments of silence he was told he could open his eyes.

What stood before him was a dress, but not your typical summer dress or prom dress this one was special and oh so very slutty. Crystals eyes started at the top of it first noticing it was completely strapless, the bodice started just above his boobs to conceal his breast forms and was made from shimmering crisp white silk it narrowed at the waist and the lower skirts of the dress were made from two layers of overlying tulle netting gathered up to form a tutu like skirt that stuck out in all directions. The colour of the skirts went from a clean white fading to a deep pink around the edges and was incredibly short and would just cover his ass. It was the most gorgeous dress he had ever seen and another stab of pain from his cock cage confirmed that, there was no denying it now he was exited. Crystal was speechless and Amanda rotated the dress so he could see the back revealing an intricate set of loops and lace, it had a corseted back, Crystal's mouth fell open in shock. 

"Isn't it just the most beautiful dress you have ever seen? with its tight little bodice and fluffy frilly skirts, you'll look and feel just like a princess, and look, it even has a corset so we can lace you in tight and cinch in your waist whilst giving your boobs a lift, I would have liked it if you could have shown a bit more cleavage like a real bimbo but we had to cover your breast forms somehow," said Amanda. Crystal was still staring at the dress and imagining what it would look like on him, running his hands over the smooth silk, fluffing up the frilly net skirts and mincing around. 

"Well, don't just sit there come over here and try it on, I'm as excited as you are," said Amanda joyfully. Crystal sheepishly walked over to Amanda and reached out to touch the skirts and feel the soft white silk. Amanda loosened the corset straps and offered the dress to Crystal. He delicately took it off her and lowered it towards the floor clutching the bodice in his thin manicured hands. He stretched out a stocking covered leg and placed it gently into the dress shortly followed by the other, carefully he slid the figure hugging garment up over his thighs past his panties until it was pulled up past his boobs and in place. Amanda swept in to help Crystal adjust it, shifting the bodice and neatening the skirts. The dress fit perfectly, Crystal was shocked at how good it felt, how the bodice hugged his chest and accentuated his boobs, and how the skirts felt as they stuck out from his waist in two tiers of frilly girlishness.

"Now hold still we need to tighten the corset, Girls give me a hand," shouted Amanda to the two others who walked over and held Crystal still whilst Amanda and Vicky pulled with definite force at the lace up back tightening the dress around him, sealing him in and restricting his breathing, Crystal felt slightly more uncomfortable now but was still amazed by the dress, Amanda tied off the laces of the corset in a cute bow and Crystal could think of nothing but seeing his reflection in the mirror, he walked seductively over to it and stood once again almost unable to comprehend what he was looking at. His hair fell luxuriously over his shoulders and breasts, his thick lashes and full pouty pink lips lit up his face, the corset pulled in his waist and pushed up his boobs making them even larger and his shimmering white stocking legs seemed to go on forever. He was the perfect image of femininity, beautiful but a bit trashy, perfectly over made up and dressed to the nines in the sluttiest pinkest clothes money could buy, he barely recognised his reflection.

"You look sensational," said one of the girls loudly. Amanda walked over to Crystal and with pride in her voice she said,

"You look perfect, I honestly think we all out did ourselves here, makeup, hair, clothes it all fits together amazingly and you've been so well behaved, this wasn't part of my plan but me and the girls are going out on the town later, we were just going to leave you here all night but since you look so good and have been a good little girl and done what you have been told you can come with us, what do you reckon girls is he good enough?" a rapture of agreement and cheering came from the others. 

"It's decided then you can party with us tonight, we can go dancing, have a few drinks, maybe meet some cute boys," she giggled loudly and suddenly Crystal was nervous as he snapped out of his girly trance. 

"But what if someone recognises me, my life will be over," exclaimed Crystal. 

"Don't worry about that I wouldn't be able to tell it was you, so no one else will," replied Amanda clearly. 

"But I don't want to go out dancing and meet boys I'm not gay!" said Crystal forcefully. 

"Oh really, you're trying to tell me that you aren't gay, stood there in your sissy panties and a bleach blonde wig, pouting in front of a mirror," replied Amanda forcefully. 

"You made me do those things," shouted Crystal. 

"Don't play that card, you've put up no objections all day and gone along with it smiling and posing, don't try and tell me you aren't enjoying yourself, I think you've forgotten how this works, you do as I say or feel the consequences and I want you to come out dancing with us, got it?" replied Amanda aggressively. 

"Y-yes Amanda," replied Crystal meekly, he could do nothing but back down to the obviously dominant Amanda, she had complete power over him.

"So it's settled then, you're coming out clubbing with us, you look beautiful but you aren't quite club ready yet, you need some accessories," Crystal stood perfectly still nervous about what might happen at the club, scared that someone might recognise him, but he could do nothing but obey. Amanda returned with some large clip on hooped earrings, a few gold bangles, a pink leather clutch purse and, to his surprise, a beautiful diamond effect tiara. 

"Here put these on, it should bring your whole outfit together," Crystal silently obeyed clipping on the oversize earrings and sliding the bangles past his Acrylic nails onto his wrists. Amanda stepped closer and slid the tiara carefully onto his head arranging his hair around it. 

"There we go perfect, that tiara makes you look like a real bimbo, and those earrings look great," giggled Amanda, Crystal was still anxious about the club but he had relaxed some, determined to start enjoying himself again, if he was having fun the time would pass quicker and he could get it over with. Amanda handed him the clutch purse and he opened it revealing the usual trappings of a girl's purse, lip gloss, a cover stick, a small compact mirror and tissues. 

"Almost done babe, just a few more things, I'm sure you'll enjoy the next one" laughed Amanda wickedly. Moving over to her chest of drawers she opened the bottom one and pulled something out. 

"Close your eyes again sweetie, it's another surprise," he obeyed and she walked closer to him, Amanda was stood in front of him firmly holding a large purple butt plug. 

"What the fu-," shouted Crystal. 

"Now now young lady don't use such foul language, I told you that you would be treated like a slutty girl with no exceptions and this will remind you all night that you are a girl and you need your holes filled, It's going up your ass and it's going to stay there all night so you don't forget," said Amanda cruelly. Crystal could say nothing, if he tried to object he would suffer another verbal beating from Amanda. He looked down at his pretty little feet view partially blocked by his boobs. 

"Go over to my bed and bend over, I promise I'll be gentle," commanded Amanda. 

More coming in Part 2.



Crystal: A Sissy Set Free Pt. 02



Direct continuation from Part 1, if you haven't read that go read it, things will make a lot more sense.

*****

He walked over to Amanda's large bed placed his hands on the soft sheets and bent forwards exposing his bum to Amanda who had donned a pair of rubber gloves and grabbed some lube. She walked closer until she was right behind him; she crouched and inspected his bum partially obscured by the frills of his short skirt. 

"You have such a cute butt Crystal, very perky," laughed Amanda as she reached up and pulled down his g-string and lifted up his skirts. She carefully lubed up one finger. 

"Relax I need to loosen you up a bit first, it's just a finger," Amanda said gently. She reached out with her gloved hand and placed it gently on his tight pink asshole making small circles with her finger, after a minute or so of gentle massaging she slowly but surely slid her index into his ass edging forward whilst whispering encouragement to him. 

"See it's not so bad is it, I'm just going to go a bit deeper, don't worry," she slid her finger further into him and wiggled it slightly. Crystal felt strange, the feeling was not unpleasant, just odd, there was no pain just a filling sensation, when Amanda began to wiggle her finger Crystal felt his chastity device tighten and become slightly painful and he let out a small girly moan involuntarily. The girls all giggled at him making him feel very vulnerable. 

"Ha, what's the matter, starting to enjoy it?" said Amanda with malice. "I'm gonna see if I can get two fingers in, ready?" she didn't wait for an answer and shoved a second finger deep into his ass and Crystal let out another moan while the girls continued to laugh. Amanda turned to the girls with a wicked smile on her face; 

"Let's see if I can make him do that again," laughed Amanda. She pulled her fingers out and relief spread across Crystals face until she quickly rammed them back in and began to finger bang Crystal rhythmically thrusting her fingers in and out of his ass, odd waves of pleasure started to rattle through Crystal as she rubbed against his prostate, waves of pain emanated from his cage. He gasped several rhythmic moans to the beat of the fingers all the while the girls laughed and cheered him on. 

"Listen to him moan like a slut when I finger him" giggled Amanda. 

She finally relented and reached down for the butt plug and gave it a good coat of lube, "Now I've got you warmed up I'm going for the butt plug, just relax," She tickled the edge of his asshole with the point of the plug teasing him with it, then with no warning she worked it in to him, pushing it harder and harder as it stretched his ass wider and wider. Crystal let out one long high pitched moan as the plug reached its widest point in his ass and euphoria spread in his body like a fire. Before he could think the plug had sunk to its maximum point and was now wedged in his ass, stuck in there constantly rubbing his prostate and always reminding him that he was a slut. He took a deep breath as Amanda stood back up. 

"There we go bimbo it's all in, and doesn't it feel nice in your ass, filling you up," said Amanda whilst taking off her gloves. 

"Stand up then, see how it feels as you walk," ordered Amanda. Crystal pulled up his panties feeling the g-string impact on the plug, he stood up and re organised his skirts and smoothed his hair, then took a few steps feeling the plug move and shift as he walked, it would take some getting used to but he could deal with it although once again he was scared of the unpredictable nature of the situation, he hoped there would be would no more surprises.

Amanda walked over to her bed and saw a small stain on the sheet where Crystal had been bent over. 

"Oh my god girls look he got all excited whilst I was fingering him and left a little stain on my bed," said Amanda excitedly as the girls ran over to look and when they saw it they all burst out laughing and turned to face Crystal who was red with embarrassment. 

"Well well, I never knew you would make such a good slut, getting all wet and excited when I fill your holes, its okay don't worry all girls get excited like that, it's natural," said Amanda trying to make him feel better while the girls continued to laugh. 

"Just one more thing before you're ready Crystal and this one might be a bit difficult, no girl can go clubbing without some shoes, the higher the better, every girl loves a pair of sexy heels, now we didn't buy you any but I think we're a similar size, you have very girly feet, wait here," said Amanda whilst walking to her wardrobe and returning with two pairs of shoes. 

"You can wear these for a bit round the house to get used to them" she offered him some shiny black three inch wedges, 

"They don't really match your dress but they should do for practice, and when you can walk in them we can move up to these, your clubbing shoes," exclaimed Amanda, she produced some platform pumps in candy pink suede with a stiletto heel at least six inches high and a thin ankle strap, they were stunning and somewhat cheered Crystal after the butt plug ordeal. 

"These are the highest, pinkest heels I own, I've worn them a few times and they are a challenge but they look fabulous and shape your legs beautifully, they will look amazing with the rest of your outfit but first you need to master these smaller ones, it's not difficult you just need some practice," said Amanda reassuringly, she placed the wedges in front of him and he slipped his feet into them, they were a bit daunting to start with but with some coaching from the girls he was soon walking confidently and sexily swinging his hips much to the delight of the girls. 

"Well done you're a natural, I think it's time for you to move on to your big girl heels," said Amanda coyly, she crouched down and took off his wedges and placed the sky high heels in front of him, nervously he slid his stocking white feet into the impossibly high shoes and stood in them feeling slightly unwieldy but he kept his balance well and slowly took a step forward remembering what the girls had told him. With encouragement he began to walk slowly from one side of the room to the other his confidence growing and his walk becoming sexier and sexier as he started to wiggle his boobs and swing his ass feeling the frills and ruffles of his skirt brush his upper thighs. The butt plug still grinding away in his ass reminding him who he was. The heels did wonders for his figure boosting his height to an impressive six foot two, straightening his legs and arching his back just like a real girl. 

"I think that's everything Crystal, you're all ready for out big night out now, hair and makeup is perfect, your dress is sumptuous and slutty, and your girly walk is coming along nicely, I'm proud of my efforts, anyway now we need to get ready we shouldn't be too long but it gives you time to practice with your heels and practice a new girly voice to chat up the boys in the club" laughed Amanda. 

The next hour or so passed quickly as Crystal concentrated on walking and talking like a girl chatting and gossiping with Amanda whilst she was doing her makeup and other girly things. Soon the rest of the gang were ready and Crystal had almost perfected his new walk, his girly seductive voice still needed work but in the thumping throng of the club it barely mattered. The rest of the girls looked stunning although admittedly a lot less slutty than Crystal. Amanda had called a taxi to take them to the city centre and whilst they waited a bottle of pink champagne was cracked open and Amanda poured everyone a glass, she brought them into her room and offered them around, Crystal gladly accepted one and sipped at it idly whilst talking to the girls about fashion and music, Crystal was once again relaxed although nerves still remained about the club they had faded into the background behind all the girl talk and champagne. He was so caught up in the whole affair he had practically forgotten he was a boy and that 

he had been forced into this situation against his will; he looked girly on the outside and began to feel girly on the inside thanks to encouragement from the Amanda.

"The taxi should be here in five minutes there's one thing we need to do before we go and that's a group picture," said Amanda playfully, the girls all agree including Crystal. Everyone stood up in a fit of giggles and walked over to Amanda's mirror whilst Vicky went to fetch her camera, everyone struck a pose, pouting and thrusting playfully as the camera flashed away, Crystal watched his reflection as it moved and shook in the mirror captivated by his entire being, the cute tiara, the bleach blonde hair, his thin made up face, accentuated and perky boobs, petite waist, short and frilly tutu skirt, beautiful long legs and sky high pink heels, at that moment he wasn't Chris, he wasn't anything he had been before, he was Crystal a slutty girl without a care in the world.

"Amanda that reminds me, could I borrow some perfume before we go?" said Crystal girlishly; 

"Sure, go into my bathroom and use what you like," replied Amanda sweetly. Crystal walked seductively off to the bathroom and grabbed the biggest pinkest and most girly bottle he could find and sprayed himself liberally with it immersing himself in the flowery scent. He put the bottle down and joined the girls who were now downstairs waiting at the door. He walked carefully down the stairs and greeted the girls. 

"Taxi's here!" shouted Amy and the girls gathered up their things and Crystal grabbed his clutch purse. The door swung open and they were suddenly on the street with the warm night wind blowing gently through their hair. The all walked quickly to the taxi and piled in carefully as to not disturb their dresses or hair. 

"Where to?" murmured the taxi driver. 

"Take us straight to Paradise" said Amanda excitedly. Paradise was the biggest club in all of the city and a favourite hangout for the young and beautiful who were soon to be joined by this group of girls, ready to drink and ready to party. Any reservations Crystal had were gone, the champagne had loosened him up and he was ready to show the world his girly side.

The taxi ride to Paradise was reasonably un-eventful, Crystal felt a bit uncomfortable in his corset and the constant grind of the butt plug kept him on edge but after some idle girl talk and some gossip about people at college he relaxed, Crystal had warmed to the girls now and began to join in with their chat, putting on his best female voice and giggling along at the slightest provocation, at a glance nothing seemed awry in this situation just a group of five girls on a night out. The journey passed quickly in a blur of colour and perfume and soon they were confronted with the entrance to Paradise.

They all stared up at the imposing structure before them; newly opened it was two storeys of thumping club music and cheap sugary cocktails, heaven for the girls. They had arrived reasonably early so there was no wait to get inside, just as they were about to enter Crystal stopped for a second and adjusted his dress re plumping his skirts and checking his reflection in the compact from his purse, Amanda could see that he was nervous so she came over to reassure him. 

"Don't worry you will be fine, trust me you look great, just believe in yourself," she gave him a warm girly hug and he felt much better. Crystal and the girls strode into the club and were suddenly hit by a wall of bass that filled the entire first floor, A huge dance floor spread out in front of them full of people dancing away drunkenly to the newest club mixes, a long bar stood to their left covered in people buying shots and cocktails of all types. The place was hectic and the girls were excited.

"Let's go upstairs it's quieter I'm not up for dancing yet," shouted Amanda over the noise, the girls seemed to agree and they all followed her upstairs, Crystal felt the swish of his stockings and the clack of his heels as he climbed the stairs with the girls. The second floor of Paradise was similar to the first but the dance floor was smaller, the music slightly quieter, and there was a decent size seating area for people to sit and have a drink. Amanda found an empty booth near the dance floor and all the girls excitedly sat down. 

"I know what we need...SHOTS!" cried Amanda forcefully and all the girls agreed but someone would have to go and get them, all eyes fell on Crystal who looked at the table nervously. 

"Go on Crystal it's definitely your turn," cheered Vicky above the music. 

"Okay then fine, what do you ladies want?" questioned Crystal before any of the girls could answer Amanda said loudly, 

"Get us five Blow Jobs and five Screaming Orgasms," The girls all laughed in unison whilst Crystal looked confused and embarrassed. 

"Don't worry babe they're kinds of shot, trust me, just go up to the bar and ask for them, we order them here all the time," giggled Amanda, She opened her purse and handed him a crisp £20 note which he grabbed and slid inside his own purse. 

The upstairs bar was across the other side of the dance floor so to get there he would have to pass all the other tables and down the side of the dance floor itself, he checked his outfit and straightened his hair in preparation, surely people would be watching him. He set off to the bar swinging his hips and thrusting out his boobs just like the girls had taught him, he walked slowly but surely, swishing his legs together and feeling the ruffles of his skirt dance and shift as he swung his hips, he knew that people were looking as he walked past but he didn't care, to them he was just another slut walking to the bar for drinks. He reached the bar and saw an empty space at it; he walked quickly towards it squeezing in-between a large and very confused bald man paying little attention to anything but his drink and another girl sent on a shot run. He leaned over the bar sticking his bum out and bending one leg exposing his short skirt and stocking clad thighs to the club, he felt like a proper girl. 

The barman walked up to him and with a clear voice asked what she was after, Crystal paused for a second embarrassed by his order, 

"Five blowjobs and five Screaming orgasms please," he replied nervously. 

"Coming up," and without even a second of doubt he was of mixing up the drinks, relief washed over Crystals face, he had gotten away with it. The girl next to him left with her tray off shots and her space was filled by a tall and rather handsome young man all by himself, Crystals heart started beating out of his chest. 

"Ohmygodohmygosh what do I do if he talks to me, do I walk away, do I reply ahh," he thought to himself and at that split second he turned to Crystal and said casually,

"That's a stunning dress, you look amazing, do you err fancy a drink?" Crystal was almost frozen with fear, his cock tightened and his butt plug made its self know, he was confronted face to face by the fact that he was being hit on by a boy, and a handsome one at that, but he snapped himself out of it and said in his best girly voice, 

"I'm with some friends right now, maybe later," He looked put out but his pride wasn't too damaged he grabbed his drink and walked off. Soon the barman arrived with Crystal's tray of shots; he paid for them and walked back to the table eager to tell the girls about his trip to the bar.

"Oh my god, I just got hit on at the bar," said Crystal excitedly; the girls all screamed in unison. 

"Tell us the whole story" exclaimed Vicky. "Well I was just at the bar ordering drinks and this guy walks up next to me, I was super nervous that he would talk to me but before I could think of something to say or a way out he turns to me and tells me he likes my dress and asked me if I wanted a drink," said Crystal excitedly 

"Was he cute?" screamed Amanda, Crystal contemplated the answer, by this time he was having too much fun and was too distracted to remember he was a guy, he leaned in close to the girls, 

"Oh my god he was super cute, with a square jaw and big strong arms," whispered Crystal, the girls broke into a fit of giggles at the news. 

"What did you say?" inquired Amanda. 

"I sort of panicked but I told him that I was with my friends at the moment so maybe later," said Crystal girlishly. 

"Wow Crystal you're fending them off with a stick tonight you big slut," the girls all giggled loudly and Crystal joined in, she placed the tray of shots in the centre of the table and shouted with glee, 

"Bottoms up girls," and they all quickly pounded the shots screaming loudly.

An hour of girly fun passed quickly along with several more round of drinks. The girls were tipsy and ready to dance and almost on queue a pack of boys approached, with un-buttoned shirts and expensive shoes, they were almost walking in formation towards the table of giggling girls. The tallest and quite obviously the leader of the group approached at speed and addressed Crystal directly, 

"Hey ladies, would you care to dance? Five of us five of you, it works out perfectly," He was distinctly handsome with jet black hair and piercing blue eyes, his outfit was pulled straight from a fancy perfume advert and his watch looked expensive. The girls looked at each other for a second or two and then looked at Crystal, waiting for her to make the decision. With slight hesitation Crystal leaned forwards and said, 

"Sure, we'd love to".

"Great," said the handsome stranger offering a hand to Crystal. 

"I'm Ryan," he said in a deep voice. Crystal felt himself tighten as he looked into his deep blue eyes, was this right, could he dance with a boy in a club? After a second of mental computation he came to the conclusion that it was just dancing, no harm could be done and if he backed out now Amanda would surely be furious. He stood up on his heels carefully and walked to the dance floor with Ryan as the other girls paired off with the rest of the wolf pack.

By now the dance floor was heaving with bodies twisting and turning to the wall of noise emitted by the club speakers. Ryan found a space and Crystal joined him where she stood awkwardly for a few seconds unsure what to do. Ryan soon took the initiative and manoeuvred around the back of Crystal, he was too drunk to be nervous anymore and without provocation he began to grind on Ryan spreading his legs and shaking his tight ass in the direction of Ryan's crotch, he wondered how much of a total slut he looked at that moment but no one else cared, he was doing nothing out of the ordinary so he carried on, shaking his frilly skirts and gyrating his hips at Ryan. He shook all that he had and moved in ways he though he never would as the beat whipped up some sort of trance in his head until everything apart from him and Ryan was a blur of colour and sound. The song finished and crystal ground to a halt, turning slightly to see if Ryan had enjoyed it as much as he had, he smiled broadly at Crystal and at that second 

the next song started, some remixed pop song Crystal had heard on the radio way too many times. 

Ryan moved in closer and reached his hands around Crystals corseted waist, Crystal instinctively threw his hands up in the air as they both moved to the pounding rhythm of the song, flexing and gyrating in all directions, grinding like tomorrow wasn't there. Crystal was lost in a girl's world of drink and dresses, heels and makeup, gossip and boys. They continued for several songs until Crystal was parched, she pulled Ryan closer and told him he was going to get a drink, he smiled back and told him he would wait here. He waltzed of to the bar in search of a cocktail.

As he approached the bar he saw Amanda near the front of the queue and she beckoned him over, 

"That boy you are dancing with is so hot, way hotter than who I got stuck with, I saw you too dancing, you don't hold back do you Crystal you were giving him all you had, like a true bimbo," said Amanda loudly. 




Crystal: A Sissy Set Free Pt. 02



"I know, Ryan's great" said Crystal dreamily. An idea formed in Amanda's head, such a brilliant idea she was mad with herself for not thinking of it sooner, she leaned in close to Crystal and whispered in his ear, 

"If you like Ryan so much then why don't you suck him off, that's what a real slut would do."

At that second Crystals delusions collapsed inward and he was face to face with the situation that he was in a club dressed like a filthy slut in 6 inch pink heels and bleach blonde hair and he had just danced with a man for half an hour, his supposedly straight self had thrust his ass at a stranger and grinded with him like a bimbo. The world Amanda had created, the persona she had forced on him had all just been realised by her subject, Crystal stood there, mouth open staring at Amanda. 

"I ahh can't suck his dick I'm stra-," he was cut off mid sentence by a furious Amanda. 

"Don't give me that lame excuse again, you just danced with him and let's not forget the outfit you're wearing, if that's not gay then nothing is" said Amanda angrily. 

"Look there's a difference between dressing like a girl and sucking a guys cock okay," said Crystal defensively. 

"Look I'm not asking you to do it I'm telling you to, once again you have forgotten how this arrangement works, don't make me tell you again what's going to happen if you disobey me" replied Amanda forcefully. 

"I just can't" protested Crystal. 

"You can and you will, walk up to him kiss him like you mean it and ask him if he wants' a blowjob, if he says anything buy yes then he's lying," commanded Amanda. All he could say was okay, he could do nothing, Amanda had dominion over him, and he had to obey. He looked down at his outfit, the heels the skirt the boobs, was he really going to suck a cock, was he really going to do it. Amanda would be watching his every move there would be no way he could fake it. He rolled around all the possibility in his head whilst Amanda stared at him the only way out was to go through with it. 

"There's no way out I've got to do it," said Crystal nervously. 

"You're damn right you have to and you'd better swallow" giggled Amanda. 

"What?" shouted crystal, Amanda said nothing but just looked at him fiercely. 

"Fine" relented Crystal. 

"Don't worry I'll guard the door so no one disturbs you," said Amanda trying to reassure him.

Crystal said nothing, just walked off, running through the situation in his head, he had to go for it, the more he thought about it the harder it would be. He walked back to the dance floor whilst Amanda followed closely. He walked quickly up to Ryan and before he could think it through in his head he grabbed Ryan by his shirt leaned in and kissed him deeply on the lips, Ryan ran with it and kissed him back wrapping his arms around Crystal's corseted waist and squeezing him tightly as his boobs pressed against his chest. Crystal tried not to think too much during the kiss, he tried not to over analyse the situation and just stay in the moment, the kiss was long and passionate and when it finally finished Ryan smiled and Crystal pulled him in close, whispering in his ear, 

"I'm super horny right now, do you want a blowjob?" Ryan looked at Crystal and thought for a second then said casually, 

"Sure babe," he leaned in and kissed him again tenderly, grabbing Ryan's hand he led him off to the toilets whilst Amanda smiled to herself and followed them to guard the door.

Thoughts were poring through Crystals head but he tried as hard as he could to block them out, they reached the door to the toilets quickly and Crystal led Ryan to an empty stall, Ryan entered first then Crystal followed locking the door behind them.

He kneeled down in front of him, feeling his stockings slip slightly on the tiled floor and feeling the butt plug in his ass shift and move. Was this really happening?, there was no way he could block out his cascade of thoughts now, he was knelt in front of a guy about to give him a blowjob, laced up in a corset and ruffled skirts', face layered with makeup, he could do nothing but go through with it even though his head was screaming at him not to, after a few seconds his quelled the stream in his head and tried to concentrate on his task ignoring everything else. 

He reached out a manicured hand glancing at his fake nails as they slowly closed in on Ryan's fly, he grabbed the zipper and pulled slowly then reached up and un-buttoned his trousers. With much trepidation he grabbed Ryan's boxers and lowered them exposing his cock in all its erect glory. Crystal let out a small gasp when he first laid eyes on what stood before him, Ryan's dick did not disappoint, a full eight inches long and rock hard, it stared Crystal right in the face. 

It was do or die for Crystal now and he slowly but surely reached his head forward and pouted his full pink lips, ready for it. His lips met the tip of Ryan's dick carefully and he kissed it tenderly then slowly opened his mouth and slid his lips down the shaft as far as he could, Ryan let out a deep moan. Crystal tightened his lips around the cock and withdrew his head getting it nice and wet then once again slid his mouth along its length pleasuring it as best he could. 

He had seen this many times in porn films on the internet and tried as best as he could to imitate the girls he had seen. After several more long and slow sucks he reached up with his thin girly hand and placed it around the base of Ryan's shaft whilst delicately licking the tip of his cock, Ryan moaned again and without thinking Crystal said girlishly, 

"Ohh yea you like that baby?" He licked the tip faster and faster then sunk his mouth back down Ryan's cock faster than last time sweeping his head back and forth as fast as he could whilst Ryan moaned with pleasure.

After a minute or so of this rapid sucking he felt Ryan's dick tighten in his mouth and he quickly relented. 

"You're such a little cock tease" said Ryan playfully, Crystal lifted Ryan's cock gently then with his tongue licked along its entire length from balls to tip smiling all the time then once again shoved the dick deep into his mouth sucking with all his might. 

"What would a slut do now?" though Crystal to himself and then it hit him he pulled the dick out of his mouth and leaned back moaning like a girl. 

"Oh your cock is so big I can barley fit it in my mouth," said Crystal breathily, Ryan smiled, Crystal brought his right hand up and wrapped it around Ryan's throbbing cock and began to jerk it rhythmically. 

"Are you gonna cum for me babe? I want you to cum for me, right in my mouth," said Crystal excitedly then let out a series of girly moans and pants. Crystal could feel that Ryan was getting close so he withdrew his hand and plunged his head deep onto it sucking as fast as he could and as deep as he could, he could hear Ryan moaning. 

"Ahh I'm gonna cum babe," he yelled, Crystal knew what he had to do, whilst still sucking with all his might he looked upwards and his eyes met Ryan's he batted his huge eyelashes a few times and felt Ryan's cock tense in his mouth and before he could react Ryan came hard and pulsating jets of warm jizz filled Crystals mouth. He pulled his head back giving one last lingering suck emptying Ryan's dick of semen. Crystal leant back and opened his mouth showing Ryan the hot sticky cum, he closed it again and in one deep swallow it was gone. 

"That was amazing, thanks," said Ryan. 

"Any time," giggled Crystal confidently. He Stood up and kissed Ryan on the lips again deeply. 

"Sorry baby I've got to go, I promised I'd meet the rest of the guys downstairs were gonna go hit up some more clubs," lied Ryan nervously, Crystal knew he was lying but didn't challenge him on it. 

"Call me?" inquired Crystal. 

"Sure," replied Ryan, even though they had never exchanged numbers.

Stay tuned for the third and final part.



Crystal: A Sissy Set Free Pt. 03



This is a direct continuation from Parts 1 and 2. You should probably read those first, if you haven't already. 

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Before he could think Ryan was gone, Crystal shut the toilet seat re-locked the door and sat down feeling a jolt from his plug, He suddenly felt very uncomfortable, his feet ached from dancing in ridiculous heels, his corset was way too tight and his cock was sore from the chastity device. There was a mirror on the back of the toilet door and he stared at it but the reflection that stared back at him was disturbing, he was nothing more than a common whore who would kneel down and suck the cock of anyone who passed by, Ryan had just used him and that was the thing that hurt the most, he could deal with the clothes and the makeup maybe even with a strangers cock in his mouth but he couldn't deal with how he had been treated, how he had given him everything only to be used up and dumped in a ditch as he moved on to the next piece of ass, he thought that he might cry, that would be the girly thing to do but it would ruin his makeup and surely Amanda would be furious. 

At that moment he heard Amanda and the rest of the girls walk into the bathroom. 

"Crystal where are you?" said Amanda in a sing song voice. He quickly looked in the mirror, re-ruffled his skirts, adjusted his stockings and grabbed his clutch purse then unlocked the door and strutted out to meet the girls.

"You did It, I can't believe you actually did it, I saw Ryan's face as he left the bathroom he looked like he had just gotten one hell of a blowjob, you're such a little slut," said Amanda when she saw Crystal. A thousand questions flew at him from the direction of the girls. 

"How big was it?" 

"Did you swallow?" 

"What did he say?" Crystal said nothing and walked over to the mirror and retrieved some lip gloss from his purse and swept the wand over his lips several times. 

"Hey we're talking to you bimbo, answer me," shouted Amanda. Crystal finished fixing his makeup and turned to the girls fearing the wrath of Amanda he switched back to girly mode. 

"His cock was so big I could barely wrap my lips around it," said Crystal loudly as the girls screamed in unison. 

"And of course I swallowed, what kind of girl do you take me for?" laughed Crystal. The words felt like poison in his mouth but he battled through it.

After some more girl talk in the bathroom whilst the girls fixed their makeup they returned to the booth for a few more drinks before heading home. Crystal was once again volunteered to fetch the drinks but remained unbothered as he stood seductively at the bar. Masses of thoughts and feelings were running through him and he tried as hard as he could to block them out thinking that the night would be over soon, just one or two more drinks then he could escape this crazy day for good. Crystal returned to the table with the tray of drinks and slid in quietly between Amada and Amy, the other girls were talking at great length about who the hottest movie star was but Crystal kept quiet hoping that soon the girls would decide to leave, he sipped his drink to calm himself.

He did not have to wait long, after 20 minutes the girls decided to call it a night, the only people left partying were the hard core elite so far gone on pills and cheap cocktails that not much would stop them. The girls made a break for the exit and were soon stood huddled outside in the cool night breeze, Amanda pulled her phone from her purse and rung for a taxi, Crystal was still quiet. Soon the taxi pulled up and the girls all piled in with significantly less care than they had entered. The ride home seemed to drag in Crystals mind.

After what seemed like an age sat in the back of the taxi the girls were soon back at Amanda's, too drunk to find their way back home they decided a sleep over was necessary, this excited the girls even more, but Crystal could not join in. He was sick of this day, sick of the girls and most off all sick of Crystal. He didn't want to be this girl anymore, he didn't want to prance around in heels with a but plug up his ass sucking cocks and shaking his ass but a sleepover would prolong his ordeal, force him to be what he didn't want to be for hours more.

When they were inside he pulled Amanda to one side and said sheepishly, 

"Look Amanda I'm ridiculously tired I can't put up with any more girl stuff I just want to sleep."

"Come on Crystal it will be fun, I'll let you wear one of my pink silk nighties and it won't be for long the girls are all as tired as you," replied Amanda reassuringly. Crystal begrudgingly accepted Amanda's terms and followed her upstairs.

Leaving their heels in a cute row by the door the girls giggly made their way upstairs with Crystal following behind. They all piled into Amanda's room and turned to face Crystal. 

"Wait here babe, we'll just go and put on our pyjamas then come back and help you out of your dress," said Amanda, the girls hurried off into Amanda's bathroom and closed the door. Crystal retreated to and armchair and sat down carefully then leant forward to massage his aching ankles and feet. After a minute or so the pain has subsided and he brought his hands up to his chest and grabbed his boobs feeling the weight of them and marvelling at how realistic they felt brushing his hands on the silk bodice. He reached down and moved his frilly skirts to exposes his pink leopard skin panties, he pulled them forward and looked at his minute cock, caged up in pink plastic, through the night he had almost forgotten it was there his mind had been too full of pink and shots and cock to think clearly. He replaced his panties and skirts, once again plumping them to maximise frilliness. Leaning back in the chair and delicately crossing his legs he reflected on the night, he went through it step by step in his head viewing the events as if they were a dream. 

It had been an evening of very mixed emotions for him, going from moments of girly delight to nervous fear almost instantly all thanks to the wrath of Amanda and her domineering ways. As much as he wanted to sort out the chaos in his head the memories were still too fresh and he could almost still feel Ryan's hot cum in his mouth, the though unnerved him and he tried to rid it from his mind as quickly as possible but it still lingered there as Ryan's gasps of pleasure rattled through his mind. He distracted himself by staring down at his outfit still captivated by how convincing he looked uncrossing his legs to examine his thing girly legs encased in snow white stockings. It had been a strange experience all together which he had partially enjoyed although it would take a while to shake the memory of Ryan's dick in his mouth.

Crystal heard the noise of a door opening and turned to look at the bathroom door and was confronted with a sight that he could barely process, the four girls walked slowly out of the bathroom all wearing beautiful lingerie and three of them wearing large strapon cocks, the other holding a video camera. Crystal was speechless. 

"Okay Crystal I lied this isn't going to be a quiet sleepover, me and the girls are gonna film a porno and you're going to be the star," laughed Amanda who wore the largest strapon. 

"You can't, I won't-, "protested Crystal. 

"Shh sissy, we told you that that you would be treated just like a girl and this is what a girl gets at the end of a night on the town, a long hard fucking and since we couldn't get some real cocks to go to town on you our rubber ones will have to do, don't try to object you know what will happen, just take it like a good slut."

Crystal stared at the floor, how could he be so stupid, how could he trust Amanda. This time he didn't even try to object he knew what would happen if he did, He looked at Amanda and said, 

"Okay fine, let's get this over with." 

"Don't sound so sad babe it's gonna be fun and I want you to enjoy yourself, I can't have you moping about in our porn film I need you on top slutty form so repeat after me 'please Amanda, please fuck me in my ass whilst I moan like a sissy slut' and say it in your most girly voice," ordered Amanda.

"Please Amanda, please fuck me in my ass whilst I moan like a sissy slut," repeated Crystal in his girly voice. 

"That's much better I want you to be nice and loud during filming, don't hold back or you'll suffer the consequences," barked Amanda forcefully. Crystal didn't know what to think anymore as soon as he got a lock on the situation something would come along and smash his conscious into a thousand tiny pieces.

"Ready girls?" inquired Amanda and a ripple of excited agreement came in return. 

"Okay then we best get started, ACTION!" yelled Amanda. Amy pressed the record button on her Camera and Amanda immediately spoke up, 

"Hello everyone and welcome to our revenge, what stands before you is a useless sexist pig of a man who we have turned into a slutty girl to teach him how it feels to be a woman, Crystal, since you're such a cock sucking whore come over here and show me your blowjob technique just like you did on Ryan," said Amanda with authority in her voice. 

Crystal walked slowly towards Amanda and knelt down daintily in front of her as the girls laughed, Amanda's strapon was at least 9 inches and bright pink, almost like some practiced routine Crystal began to suck at Amanda's strapon mimicking the moves he had used on Ryan whilst the girls stood and laughed. 

"Wow even gripping the shaft," said Amy from behind the camera. Amanda smiled as Crystal sucked faster and faster. 

"Hey you little bitch look me in the eyes whilst you're sucking my cock," barked Amanda and Crystal dutifully obliged. After a few minutes of cock worship and a lot of laughing and taunting from the girls Amanda said, 

"I want to hear your sissy voice, beg for my cum," Crystal took his lips from around Amanda's strapon and began to jerk it quickly with his hand just like he had done to Ryan. 

"Please cum for me, I want your hot cum all over my face, I'm such a little slut for your cum," moaned Crystal whilst looking Amanda in the eye. The girls all erupted in laughter as Crystal jerked the cock. 

"Hah, he just does anything you tell him to, what a submissive sissy he is," cried Vicky as she watched intently. 

"Hey bitch there are two more dicks here going un-pleasured, you've got two hands don't you," barked Amanda. Crystal lowered his hands and sunk his mouth deep onto Amanda's pink dick and grabbing a cock in each hand; he jerked and sucked as fast as he could. His thin pink nailed hands sped across the two cocks as his pink lips slid up and down Amanda's shaft. 

"Look at you servicing three cocks, if it wasn't for your tiny little cock you'd make a great girl," giggled Vicky. Suddenly Amanda grabbed the back of Crystals head and forced his head back and forth on her cock, faster than he could manage himself forcing it deeper into his mouth as he moaned rhythmically. 

"You like that slut, do you like it when I force your head deep onto my cock?" Said Amanda not expecting a reply, Crystal's mouth was full. The orgy of sucking and jerking became faster and the girls laughed harder at Crystal until eventually Amanda called a halt to it. 

"As much as I would love to watch you suck my cock all night we have better things to do," shouted Amanda and the room fell silent, Crystal let his hands fall to the floor and pulled his lips of Amanda's dick, his mind was blank now the world spun around him in a blur. 

"Go over to my bed and get on all fours," commanded Amanda, Crystal did what he was told and walked to the other side of the room swinging his hips as he went. He climbed on the bed carefully and bent over on all fours exposing his frill tutu skirts and showing off his thong clad bum to the camera. 

"Good girl," said Amanda softly. The group of girls walked over to him. 

"Look how he's presenting himself to us, Amy come here you're going to want to get this on film," said Amanda as she approached Crystal's ass. She was right behind him now and without warning pulled down Crystal's thong. 

"We don't want that getting in the way," giggled Amanda. She looked back towards the camera, 

"Check this out we shoved a butt plug deep in his asshole and it's been there all night loosening his hole up for us, grinding away at his butt keeping him horny for cock all night," She was showing him to the camera, she wanted a definitive record of his humiliation that she could threaten him with later. 

"And here's the best part viewers, we locked up his tiny little cock in a cage to stop it ruining the lines of his frilly sissy dress," said Amanda cruelly. 

"Show the camera your cute little cockette Crystal," she commanded, Crystal flipped over and showed the camera his tortured little dick locked up in its pink cage. 

"Aww look how cute it is all covered in your ruffled net skirts," the girls laughed again and Crystal almost shuddered with embarrassment. 

"As you can see the only vestige of his former self left is that nasty little cock but we have minimised its impact as much as possible and make it as cute as we can, apart from that he is the very model of a girly teenage slut, massive boobs, silky smooth legs, bleach blonde hair and covered in as much pink as possible," said Amanda to the camera. Crystal was in shock. 

"Now before me and the girls can fuck you silly whilst you moan like a whore I've got to get that pretty purple butt plug out of you, bend over and lift up your skirts," commanded Amanda forcefully, Crystal once again got on all fours on the bed and stuck his ass up in the air, Amanda reached in close and wiggled the plug gently with her fingers, Crystal shuddered slightly and Amanda pulled on the plug and it slid out of him exposing his asshole and making him squirm, Crystal was relieved that the plug was finally out but he knew his relief would only be temporary as soon Amanda would surely move in with her massive strapon.

"Does that feel better babe?" Crystal made no effort to reply but Amanda let it slide. 

"Are you ready for your first lesson in taking cock like a girl?" inquired Amanda. 

"Yes," replied Crystal quietly. 

"Say it like you mean it bitch," boomed Amanda. 

"Yes!" said Crystal slightly more forcefully. 

"Hmm I still don't believe you want it, say 'Oh please Amanda fuck me like a girl, fill my ass with your big pink cock'," giggled Amanda. 

"Oh please Amanda fuck me like a girl, fill my ass with your big pink cock," said Crystal solemnly, 

"Much better," said Amanda as the girls broke out laughing.

Suddenly Amanda had jumped up onto the bed directly behind him, pink strapon in hand. 

"Now you're going to ride my cock and enjoy it," instructed Amanda. With one hand she grabbed the shaft of her cock and with the other reached forward and grabbed Crystal by the waist, pulling him back gently she guider her cock into his asshole and slowly she pushed the tip in and held it there for a few second, Crystal tensed up and his cock began to quiver in its cage, his ass was sensitive thanks to the plug grinding away inside it all night. He could feel every minor movement of Amanda's cock inside him. Amanda reached out and put her other hand on Crystal's waist and slowly thrust forwards sliding her long dick into his asshole filling him, she stopped and leaned forward, 

"Just a few more inches honey," whispered Amanda. With one final shove the entire 9 inches of dick was inside Crystal, he moaned with pleasure as Amanda swung her hips slightly, exploring him with her cock. 

"You like that don't you sweetie, you like it when I shove my cock in your pretty little ass," Crystal moaned deeply again and Amanda giggled. Slowly she pulled back her hips until she was almost out then pulled Crystal back forcefully ramming it right back into his ass as he yelped in ecstasy. 

"Aww is my little slut getting all excited? What a good little girl taking all of my cock," said Amanda seductively. Crystal just had to go with it as Amanda began to slowly thrust in and out at a steady rhythm stretching his ass hole wide. Whenever the strapon reached its maximum point Crystal felt a strange euphoric tightness all over his body and he let a squeal of pleasure much to the amusement of Amanda. Amanda increased the power of her strokes but not the speed, slamming against him with a slow repetition, driving as hard as she could whilst Crystal moaned and flexed underneath her, with every thrust his power drained from him and into Amanda.

The sense of tingling ecstasy began to spread slowly through his body as Amanda's powerful strokes filled him and he let out louder moans and pants. 

"Oh my goh..ahh..fuck," gasped Crystal. 

"You're loving this aren't you? Amy go get some shots of his sissy face moaning," said Amanda mid thrust, Amy panned the camera round and shoved it in crystals face watching his pink lips hang open and his glittering pink eye lids shut tight as Amanda pounded away at his behind. Amanda stopped suddenly then excitedly blurted out, 

"Oh my god I almost forgot, my strapon vibrates, you're going to love this Crystal, buzzing away in your little asshole." She reached down and flicked a switch somewhere on the pink dildo and Crystal heard a buzzing sound like an angry wasp, she was instantly back inside him and he felt the vibration pulse its way through his body whilst Amanda renewed her deep slow thrusts with increased vigour, the vibrator added another level to Crystals feeling as the dildo buzzed his prostate. A white hot spasm leapt through his body.

"Oh god Amanda please don't stop..ahhh," moaned Crystal as Amanda ploughed away robbing him of his virginity. 

"Keep going slut, I love to hear you moan," shouted Amanda, Crystal couldn't have stopped even if he wanted to as the pink cock slid in and out like clockwork. 

"Oh god yes...fuck me harder...I'm such a little slut for you," cried Crystal as the passion welled inside him. 

"You're damn right you are, now keep riding that cock," commanded Amanda with her hands still around the corseted waist of Crystal pulling him towards her with every thrust. As the fucking became harder still Crystal felt his enormous breasts wiggle and sway with each thrust and his frilly ballerina skirts dance in time to Amanda's rhythm.

After a few minutes of deep fucking crystal was almost writhing in ecstasy with each thrust felling his cock cage swing as Amanda dominated him over and over. Soon the thrusts grew shallower and less forceful, Crystal snapped back to reality wondering if it was over, he jerked his head round and looked at Amanda who had a wicked smile on her face.

"So far I've done all the work sissy, now it's your turn," said Amanda slowly, she laid down face up on her bed, arms above her head and her strapon pointed to the sky. 

"Now I'm sure that you've seen this in loads of your porn films it's called the cowgirl, get over here and bounce on my cock," ordered Amanda, Crystal crossed the bed on his knees to where Amanda lay then straddled her with his legs and crouched down, he positioned himself over the dick and lowered himself slightly so his hole was kissing the tip off it then relaxed his legs and slowly sunk onto its entire length. After a few cautionary bounces he began to speed up using his legs to slide up and down the cock as his hair flew everywhere and his boobs jumped up and down. What with the physical exertion and the jolts of pleasure running through him his legs grew tired and he stopped mid bounce to breathe. 

"Pretty impressive slut, I don't think I could have lasted that long bouncing on a dick, if your sissy little legs are tired lean backwards and put your hands on the bed behind you then use your butt," beamed Amanda whilst watching him carefully. Crystal did what he was told and reached his hands backwards on the bed and sunk his ass back onto the cock and began to ride it once more, this time with more conviction and significantly faster, he swung his hips forward and back, up and down the cock whilst panting away as Amanda laughed and the vibrator buzzed away at Crystals prostate.




Crystal: A Sissy Set Free Pt. 03



The euphoria had once aging built inside him, coursing through his body in seismic waves every time Amanda's dick reached its maximum, his moaning was regular now as his ecstasy built to a fever pitch and his cock cage ached with a blinding pain as if it were about to explode. Amanda stopped him mid bounce with a loud yell, 

"Hey slut you're being selfish again, there are other dick here that needs your attention as well," yelled Amanda. Crystal quickly dismounted Amanda and got back on all fours crawling towards Vicky who by now was kneeling on the bed cock outstretched ready for a sissy blowjob, he came closer and without hesitation clamped his lips around the dildo and slid it into his mouth caressing the shaft with his tongue as he went. 

"Good little slut, get that cock all in your mouth," exclaimed Vicky. By now Amanda was back on her knees and encroaching on Crystals stuck out ass, without hesitation she drove her cock into his pink asshole and felt him tense up at the shock. 

"Oh you like that don't you, cocks filling you from both ends you little whore," said Amanda menacingly.

The spit roast grew more savage as both girls began to thrust harder and deeper into Crystal's sore orifices; Crystal was now completely lost in this cruel orgy of cock and depravity, everything else melted into the background. For what seemed like an age to Crystal the girls continued pounding his ass and throat without any sign of stopping until eventually Amanda pulled out and signalled Vicky to do the same.

"Did you like getting spit roasted you cute little bitch?" inquired Amanda. 

"Y-yes Amanda," replied Crystal still dazed. 

"Good, I'm quite impressed with your technique and longevity, you're a natural born slut ready to be used by any man and since you have been Amanda's perfect little whore tonight I'm going to allow you to cum but you have to understand that this is a privilege not a right, teen sluts like you could service ten dick and still be denied a moment of ecstasy, do you understand," barked Amanda. 

"Yes Amanda I understand," said Crystal quietly. 

"Now when I say cum I don't mean you will get to fuck any of us or even get a hand job you're going to cum like a little pretty girl, by me fucking you in the ass till you shoot your load and if you even so much as think about touching your cock I'll make sure everyone at college see's this video, and don't skimp on the slutty moaning, the louder and more girly the better, beg me to make you cum just like a real girl, understand?" Crystal though for a second, he had come this far no point in giving up now without a word he got back down on all fours lifted his skirts and presented himself to Amanda in all his feminine glory. 

"First we need to get that chastity device off you, it's a shame but there is no way you can orgasm with it on," said Amanda, she reached between his legs and undid the padlock that had been securing it, his cock was free and instantly became fully erect and dripped pre-cum. 

"My my, we are excited aren't we," giggled Amanda. Crystal felt liberated to be out of his cock cage but an immense sense of passion still filled his loins, he felt that at any minute he may burst. Amanda leaned in for one final time and plunged her cock deep within him again as he felt his cock twinge. Reaching one hand back Amanda casually turned up the vibrate on her strapon and it was now buzzing and squirming with an immense intensity, there was no messing around this time Amanda quickly grabbed his waist and began to fuck him with all her might and as fast as she possibly could ramming home every thrust then quickly going in for another. The speed of it was remarkable and Crystal twisted and squirmed. 

"Oh GOD yes..ah..right there..Oh OH ohh fuck me harder, I'm your pretty slut please let me cum, please let me cum Amanda," screamed Crystal as the intensity rocked him over and over; he was about to cum, hands free. 

"I'm gonna..oh...AHH I'm gonna cum, guahh." 

He felt it first deep within his pelvis a slow but sure rising of white hot pleasure that grew and grew until it first enveloped his legs making them weak and then the rest of his body was engulfed in one tidal wave of ecstasy. The wave hit and made him tingle all over and feel dizzy then it receded slowly back towards his crotch as Amanda pounded away. As soon as the wave of passion had receded he felt and glowing rift of searing pleasure spasm its way down his cock and end in a final crescendo of crackling, fizzing, bliss as he came like he had never done before and hot silky jizz sprang forth and stained the sheets. A high pitched squeal escaped from Crystal's mouth as Amanda continued riding him until the feeling receded completely and he was content. Amanda turned off the vibration and pulled out slowly as Crystal rolled over onto his back completely exhausted.

Amanda got off the bed walked round to Crystal and gently stroked his hair whilst whispering, 

"Good little slut, now go to sleep you must be exhausted." Crystals was, as he lay their staring at Amanda's ceiling, sleep soon found him and he sank down into the comforting recess of well deserved rest casually discarding the memories of the day in favor of slumber, he would think about it tomorrow. His eyes closed gently and he was asleep, the girls tiptoed out of the room and left the sleeping beauty to dream away his torment until the harsh daylight of tomorrow snatched him back to reality.

Fin

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Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it. I might write some more stories soon, possibly a continuation of this one, or some brand new stuff.



Crystal And Lisha: On Vacation



{This is a story with the characters, "Crystal and Lisha" from the Little Red Coat series and the "Lisha and Crystal-spanked pussy" story. It's a stand alone story though the background about the characters would certainly help. I've provided enough background so that new readers can at least have some enjoyment. For those of you who believe the story was "ruined" by Crystal's submission to Lisha's brother John, I'll gently nudge you away from this story. 

Also, these stories would be a better fit for a "Dominance/submission" (Ds) category, if one such category existed on Literotica. The story is more about the Ds relationship than it is about BDSM, though there is a small measure of bondage and discipline. There also is some lesbian sex, though it clearly doesn't belong in a Lesbian category as most of the sex is heterosexual. So, now that I've narrowed the field of interest, anyone left, enjoy!}




Hi, it's Crystal. I'm in a long term love relationship with Lisha. I'm married to her brother, John. It's a marriage of convenience, mostly. He knows I'm committed to Lisha. John has been my best friend since junior high school. I trust him just as much as I trust Lisha. I love him as a best friend but not in a romantic way, even though we do have sex. We mutually benefit from the marriage. My parents keep lavishing us with some of their wealth, while staying off my back about my love for a woman, Lisha, which they think is over. John is also the only man I've ever had sex with. He's opened a submissive side of me that I never knew existed. I submit to him for the sex, and remain best friends otherwise.

Lisha is also my submissive, a development that was as shocking it was welcomed. I had asked her out at a time when she had just been dumped by another boyfriend. She had only experimented with women before. I thought the most I'd get out of the relationship would be some awesome sex with a hot, sexy young woman. You have no idea. In Lisha's previous stories she is loath to describe herself. Let me help you. She's a beautiful blonde woman with long, gorgeous hair. She has big, firm, inviting tits. Her cleavage is to die for. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. She has the sexiest, most alluring blue eyes. She's tight in all the right places and soft and round in the others. She is a bundle of sexual energy. I hit the jackpot with her when she and I started dated. I assumed it would only be temporary, until she found another guy, another cock. Lisha is a cock hound. I knew about her in high school, her being John's sister. She loves cock, she can't help it.

It was after six months of dating and moving in together when I realized how much she was longing for cock again. I was sure she was about to break up with me. In a desperate and ultimately incredibly fortunate move, I suggested to her that if I controlled the action, I'd set up opportunities for her to get fucked and suck cock. She's a natural cocksucker, I knew that about her from her past. What happened after she came back to me after getting fucked changed our world in a most wonderful way. She discovered her natural submissiveness and I discovered my love of controlling her sex.

The more I had her do the more we both realized the depth of her desire to be made to do naughty things and seemingly the more humiliating the better. It was a rapid and intense discovery. Since then, she has fucked and sucked many lucky cocks, most of which would normally not have stood a chance with such a beauty. Lisha would no doubt literally do anything or anyone I asked, I truly believe that. However, what has always driven both of us is the way she is used. I could make her fuck every man who wants her but it has always been about more than that. I like holding that possibility over her, just as a teasing humiliation but we both want more than that. She needs to feel the humiliating burn from doing it. She loves being embarrassed, forced, used and degraded, all while knowing she's somewhat safe because of my involvement in it. She has loved the imagination I've invoked in the ways I've had her used. She's such a horny little slut, it hasn't been easy coming up with new and imaginative ways of having her fantasies explored and fulfilled. 

You might have asked all along, what do I get out of this? One, I get a love relationship with perhaps the most wonderful and loving woman on the planet. Two, the sex is incredible. The fantasies and sexual escapades just intensifies the lust the two of us have for each other. Every night I have her do something with anyone else ends with the two of us wearing out each other's pussies.

After my marriage and two weeks of honeymooning with John, I returned home to a very jealous and horny Lisha. She is still leery about the whole relationship even though I assure her that we are the true couple, not me and John. It's difficult on her, though, I can understand that. I do my best to make sure she realizes how much I love and need her in my life. There is also the tricky dominance/submissive triangle thing we have going. I submit sexually to John. He opened my eyes to sex with a man. I still consider myself a lesbian, with bi tendencies, which I never foresaw happening. He's my dominant, in that regard and I'm Lisha's dominant. In a way it makes John her dominant as well, as I want her to feel. I understand the queasiness she has about that, being her brother. However, there's a whole underlying tidal wave of sexuality going on between them, which neither have faced fully yet. I will have to let them discover that on their own.

This brings me to our latest adventure. Since I returned from my honeymoon both Lisha and I were edgy and horny for each other. It had been the longest we'd been away from each other since we got together. I'd have taken her along with us but my parents had given us the use of one of their lavish houses in Hawaii. We didn't want prying eyes to inform my parents about anything they didn't need to know. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. In our case, absence did make the heart grow fonder. I find myself more in love with Lisha every day.

I decided we needed a trip of our own. With the money my parents have now invested in us, they bought us our house and showered us with bank accounts, I no longer have to work, though I still maintain my job. I just show up a lot less often. I decided a trip to the coast and a week at the beach would do Lisha good. I worked for a week first and by the end of the week she was as horny as I've seen her. I'd managed to keep our sex play light. She knew the teasing was to build her up for something. She was ready, and so was I.

I told her we were driving to a beach town a couple hours away. She was ecstatic. So was I, that woman looks so fucking good in a bikini, you wouldn't believe it. She knew by my expression that this meant that she'd get some action, one way or the other. I had an idea. Lisha is totally into the embarrassment, the humiliation of sex. I thought of a few things that might light her fire.

We hopped into the car and headed off. I love showing Lish's body off to people, men and women, it doesn't matter. She's a head turner. When we're in the car she knows not to wear any underwear, I forbid it. This allows me to tweak her outfit in ways which will show her off, as well as allow my hands free access to her whenever I wish. We cruised down the highway and I revealed Lisha to passing cars and trucks when I could, each time with a increased state of undress. We both revel in the looks she manages to get. 

I'd purposely not filled the car with gas. I had a plan to start the action. I pulled off the highway. I knew this was a one gas station town, I have taken this route many times. I pulled into the station. Lish's top was open wide, the sides of her tits were spilling out. She started to pull it together but I stopped her. I made her get out like that and pump the gas. When she was done she started to get in the car. I stopped her.

"I'm sorry, baby, but I have a theme for this trip. I really didn't bring a lot of cash and I'm very reluctant to use credit," I said overly dramatically. "I don't want any yahoos stealing my identity so...." I hesitated for effect, "I want you to go inside and take care of it."

Her eyes got wide. I love it when I see the look of realization in her face that the game is on, that she's going to have to do something for me.

She squeaked, "ma'am? You know I don't have any money, you won't let me work anymore."

"Is that my problem?" I sniffed dismissively, in a way we both like when we're both into it. "You go in there and see if you can work something out," I said, using air quotes exaggeratedly for embarrassment sake.

"Yes ma'am," she said submissively softly. I saw her tug her top open a little more and trudge inside. I could see the clerk clearly. He was a foreign guy, short, probably in his 40's. They were engaged in conversation. She was facing me. I could see a great deal of tit so I knew he could too. I saw him wave his hands towards her. I saw her lower her head shamefully. It seemed he was scolding her. I smiled. "I'll bet she gets a kick out of it," I thought, "even if she can't admit it consciously sometimes." I watched his animated show, hands waving, he was clearly doing all the talking. Then, I saw her slowly unbutton her top another button, then two. That was all that was left. Her top was open now. I saw her slowly open the top to him, revealing her wondrous breasts. He was no longer animated, all his energy went into his fixation on her tits. I gulped myself. No matter how many times I see them, it makes my heart leap and my mouth water for her.

I saw him motion her closer. She bent over the counter. Her tits were now resting on the flat surface. I saw him put his hands out. I couldn't see past the cigarettes but I knew he had to be fondling her tits. I suspected he also had a hold of her nipples as well by the way she was fidgeting. I know how sensitive her nipples are, she always claims she could jump a bus full of cock if her nipples get played with right. Right, to her, means rough. Tugging, pulling, biting, she digs that. He must've been firm, I saw her swaying from side to side. Then, abruptly, and surprisingly, I saw him back away from her and give her the backhanded "shoo" motion. She nodded meekly and redid the buttons on her top and she walked out. She got in the car. Her face was still red.

"So...?" I asked.

She said, "we can go now, he said we're cool," with her face still crimson.

"So that's all it took? It just took exposing those sexy tits of yours to pay for our gas?" I asked.

"Yes, ma'am," she said with an embarrassed giggle. "Well, he did get to touch them a bit too."

"Wow, I thought it would be a blowjob at least..." I said. "...I thought it would be a nice little gift for you to tide you over for something better."

"I know," she said, her face still glowing with excitement. "I thought so too. He was such a jerk, but I wanted...well....needed that cock," she admitted. "He was calling me names like hussy and slut and quoting things from the Koran, I think. Funny, that didn't stop him from feeling up my tits though."

"Hmm," I said with interest. "His loss. Funny how some people are, I mean, to think about what he could've had..." I sighed.

"Yes, I think about that too, ma'am," she murmured softly. "I wondered if his cock was as thick as his fingers," she squeaked shamefully.

I wanted her to have cock, I wasn't used to it not working out, she is so fucking sexy, after all. I saw an opportunity standing against the gas station wall. It was a young guy, with a letterman's sweater. He was smoking a cigarette. He could've been one of those underage kids who beg adults to buy them alcohol but I guessed his age to be 18 or 19. His jacket seemed a bit too beat up and the year of graduation on the shoulder was a year ago. "He just might do," I thought.

I formulated a quick story in my head, just to add to her humiliation. I told her what it was, then I said, "wait until I go into the store." She nodded in embarrassment.

I got out and walked towards the guy. His eyes lit up when he saw me. We chatted for just a few seconds, he was ogling my chest the whole time. "Just wait until you see what Lisha has got," I chuckled to myself. 

I walked into the store. I was there more to make sure that Raz didn't have outside cameras for security and if he did I was going to be the distraction. I saw his name was Raz by his nametag, he gave me a big toothy smile when seeing me. Guys think I'm cute, I can't help it. Lish is the drop dead sexy one, I'm the cute girl next door. She's Ginger, I'm Mary Ann. I started chatting him up, I saw he was eyeing the door on occasion, I think he might have been trying to keep tabs on what that guy was doing outside. I was hoping Lish was wise enough to have taken him around the back. I needn't have worried. I was only in the store for ten minutes tops when I saw Lisha sauntering back to the car. God, I adore that saunter. I bought some lottery tickets and quickly joined her.

Her face was flush, she was smiling. I made her kiss me. I could taste the saltiness of her lips. I grinned. Mission accomplished. 

"I went up to him like you said," she said excitedly. I could tell she liked being made to do it like that. "I told him that I was hitchhiking and that I'd promised you gas money but that I didn't have it. I asked him if he had any money he could spare. I could already tell that he didn't have much. He had this sad expression when he told me no. I could tell he really wanted to help me. He was ogling my tits the whole time, ma'am, you have them out there for display and all," she chuckled. "So, I just said, point blank. How about ten bucks? I'll suck your cock if you just give me ten bucks. I figured he might have that, or a five, I was going to say yes to a five if he had it. Turns out he had the ten. I took him around back and he had his pants at his ankles before my knees hit the ground. I love that ma'am, I love being on my knees, in the dirt, in the dark, having to suck cock. You know that."

I grinned at that, she smiled bashfully and continued. "So I sucked his cock. He really had a nice one too, it was thick and had a nice shape. I wanted to please it so badly but I knew this was more about doing it quickly. It didn't take him long either. I swear young guys have so much fucking cum he nearly choked me on it." She saw my look. "Oh, I swallowed it all ma'am, as I know you want. It just made me cough. He got nervous and went back around to the front. He left me there cleaning his cum off my face with my hand."

I kissed her again. "I hope that gets you going, you know this trip is going to be about getting you and I back to being together like this."

"I know ma'am," she said excitedly. "I can't wait. Thank you for the cock, ma'am." She grinned.

I saw the young the man standing against the wall again, ten dollars lighter. I said, "I'll be right back." I walked back to him. He got nervous. I just smiled at him. I handed him his ten bucks back. "Thanks for everything," I said as I winked at him.

We drove for awhile before we said anything else.

"Thank you, ma'am," she said softly, when she had collected her wits sufficiently.

"Good slut," I purred. "That is just my theme for the trip. I wanted to get it started right. I have the idea that I should try and spend the least amount of money that I can this trip and that means I have to somehow come up with alternative ways to fund the trip," I said, watching her frightened and excited expression.

"Oh god," she groaned.

I laughed. "Don't worry, slut, I'm sure there will be plenty of opportunities in the very near future." I had some in mind, for sure. I played with Lisha's wet pussy for the next hour on the road, teasing her to distraction. I pulled into our motel. It is a place I've been to many times. It's a cheap 10 unit place run by an old widowed guy. I knew he loved ogling me when I'd sunbathe by the pool. I thought, "just wait until he sees what Lisha has got, he'll forget all about me," I laughed to myself.

I tucked Lisha's top in purposefully. I made sure she was appropriate while still being very nearly not so. I was advertising. We went in and talked to Hank, the owner. He was always happy to see me and now, with Lisha there, he was beside himself. I'm not sure he ever stopped looking at her. I didn't care, I knew. It was what I wanted. I wasn't sure how this was going to go, I just knew that this is part of the turn on for her, the not knowing.

I gave Hank my credit card number to hold the room. As I did so I looked at Lisha and gave her a frown. I'm sure she understood. 

It was late afternoon and it was a beautiful day. Lisha and I got our bathing suits on and went to the pool. Lisha looked fantastic. She had on a white bikini. It was breathtaking on her beautiful body. I laughed when I saw Hank suddenly outside trimming the hedges by the pool. It was clear what he was out there for. Lisha didn't pay him any mind, I always marvel at how she can completely ignore men's lustful behavior until I remind myself that she must be used to it, the way she looks. We got into the homemade margaritas we'd mixed. We started to loosen up. This motel has a privacy wall that covers the corner of the motel and part of the view from the beach. I've used it many times to sunbathe topless, at least while lying face down. We both did just that. I knew Hank would be hovering close. I almost giggled when I heard his gardening shears get closer.

I waited for the opportunity to tease her. Hank was very nearly in front of her, behind the hedge, about 15 feet away. She was lying on her stomach and listening to tunes on her ipod. I took a piece of ice out of my drink and deftly dropped it onto her back. She screamed and raised up, which allowed her ample tits to bounce clearly and wonderfully into view. Hank's view specifically, though he was mostly obscured by the bushes. She shot me a dirty look and then stuck her tongue out at me and laughed. 

"Good," I thought, he got to see some of what she's offering.

I was trying to think of new ways to show her off to Hank, but we were interrupted by two college guys who had just checked in. In no time they were at the pool also and their chairs were pulled up near Lisha. I swear that girl attracts them like flies. I'll admit, they showed me some attention as well but I could care less about that. Well, ok, I care a little, it's nice to be appreciated. I'd already refastened my top but I forbid Lisha from doing so. This meant that she had to stay on her stomach. This encouraged the guys. They pulled up close and engaged in conversation, it was humorous to watch Lisha have to turn her head and lift just a little to be able to converse. I knew they got a good look at the side of her tits each time. I love when opportunities sometimes come spontaneously. I added this to my list of possibilities. 

I was hungry and I told Lisha to fasten up and come back to the room with me. The crestfallen looks on the men's faces was priceless. I thought, "don't worry boys, you play your cards right or happen to be in the right place and the right time, who knows?"

I think Lisha expected something like that. I saw her watching me closely as we dressed for dinner. I think she fully expected me to order her back out to the pool while I went for dinner. I like keeping her on edge like that. We were headed towards a small Mexican restaurant I knew in town. I had no real plan for her to do anything. It was a family run business, it wasn't like I could plan her sucking or fucking the owner for our dinner. Some of my plan would have to work out spontaneously, though, it most often has a wonderful way of doing just that. Still, the threat of having to "pay our way" was no doubt keeping Lisha nervous and itchy. Like I've said, to her, it's a natural thing. She has a need for it.




Crystal And Lisha: On Vacation



We had a nice meal and we laughed and talked freely. The prior alcohol no doubt loosened our lips. We had a young waiter, Sergio. He had to be 18, 19 tops. He was a skinny kid, with jet black hair. His chest had just a few strands of hair, he had on one of those chest revealing shirts. I wanted to giggle, when I thought of John's hairy, muscular, masculine chest in comparison. I saw Lisha eyeing me nervously as the dinner went on. I played along. I made sure Sergio as well as Marcos, the owner, and I'm guessing, his father, got more and more glimpses down Lisha's ample cleavage. The mom was there, so the guys were furtive in their glances for the most part, though they ogled freely when she was out of the room. I was personally disappointed, selfishly, that our waitperson wasn't Rosalie, a beautiful brown haired girl who I found out later was Sergio's cousin. She had smoldering brown eyes and she was showing a sexy swell of cleavage. I saw her watching us and I thought I saw her smiling a few times. She was probably Lish's age, or a year or two older. She had an air of seductive experience. This was about Lisha for now though. I made her take off her panties in the restroom. She had on a nice short skirt. I knew if she turned just right the guys would get a nice view. I had her turn that "just right," on several occasions just to make sure. Then, I just enjoyed the sexual play as it unfolded before me. 

Finally it was time for the bill. I saw Lisha wince as I grabbed it and looked at the total disapprovingly. I leaned over and whispered to her, "I hope you are good for this," in a playfully menacing way.

"I am, ma'am, I am," she said excitedly. "But how? I mean, here? With whom?"

I had no plan for this, I was just about to smile and let her off the hook when she gave me a strange look. She leaned over to me and whispered. "I have an idea ma'am. If you approve..."

I just told her, "go ahead."

"Let me have your camera," she hissed excitedly. 

I handed it to her. She stood up, smoothed her skirt and said, " I'll be right back." I saw her walk towards Sergio. She said something to him and walked past, out the front door.

I saw Sergio look around nervously. He waited until he said something to his father and Rosalie. I saw his father grunt and nod. Sergio then headed out the front door. Rosalie waited on me attentively while they were gone. She must've tried to refill my water glass a half dozen times, each time making eye contact. I saw something in them that I recognized. It was nearly 10 minutes before he came back in. I could see lust in his eyes. He was sweating, I'm sure his heart was racing, I could hear a pant in his breathing. Lisha walked in a minute later. She sat down with a grin. 

"What did you do, slut?" I asked with a grin.

"I just wanted to make sure the meal was taken care of," she giggled. When she saw I wanted details she just pushed the camera towards me. I clicked on the gallery. I saw her facing the camera with a smile. The next picture I saw her opening her top. Then, I saw her tits. He had taken pictures of my slut. I saw her topless, holding her tits for him. I then saw her lift her skirt, revealing her bare ass. Then, I saw her bending over our car, her ass out invitingly. Then, I saw her on the hood of our car, her legs spread, her pretty little pussy in full view for him. I saw a couple pictures of her playing with herself. Then, just a couple more pictures. One was of Lisha on her knees on the ground, looking up at the camera. The next was of her with a cock in her mouth. The last one she was on her knees still, wiping a copious amount of cum off her face. That was it. I put down the camera and smiled.

"Wow," I said.

"He really liked seeing your slut naked," she grinned.

I liked it. She could see my satisfaction with her act. I wanted to embarrass her a bit more though, the girl gets off on the stuff. I asked for a piece of note paper. Sergio returned with it in a flash. I asked for his email address. When he asked why, I said, "So I can send you her pictures, of course!"

I saw both of them blush a fire red. He babbled out his address and I grinned while I watched Lisha slump, embarrassed, in her chair. We left on that note. I saw both Sergio and Rosalie waving goodbye to us. I swear I saw Rosalie wink at me. I had a feeling about her and I was thinking I was right. I wasn't going to leave it at that, though, we did have a whole week there.

We returned to our room. We had an upstairs room that had a patio that had a nice view of the ocean. We sat out under the stars sipping some more of our drinks. I made sure we didn't' overdo it and spoil our fun. Lisha is a horny drinker though, I knew it was having an effect on her. The alcohol along with the two latest near misses I'm sure had her in a fine state of arousal. I could see it in her eyes. She had on bikini top and a very tight pair of shorts. I knew it was time to push it a little, as I'd planned.

"Honey, go down to the office and get us some entertainment brochures," I said. "Also, ask Hank how much he's charging us this time," I said, trying to sound nonchalant. I noticed she had her phone with her. She shrugged, she was used to doing my bidding by now. I saw her bounce wonderfully out the door. "Such a sexy thing," I muttered to myself. I wondered how I'd managed to keep my hands and tongue off her so far.

I saw her disappear into the office. I waited a few moments. Then, I called her on her phone.

"Honey? How much is it?" I asked her. She told me. "Oh wow, that's a lot," I whined, even though I had more money than I'd ever need now. I knew she sensed something was up. I let her know what it was. "See if you can negotiate it down any," I giggled as I hung up. 

I really didn't know what to expect. Hank is an old guy, probably in his late 70s, maybe. I didn't have any idea what he'd do, I just knew it would embarrass her, and in turn, how much that would turn her on for me later.

She returned quickly, too quickly, I thought. She saw my questioning look. She said, "he wants me to be a maid!" She pouted. She saw me arch my eyebrow. "He said he'll let us stay for free, but I have to clean the rooms, all of them, the whole week!"

I laughed. She stuck her lip out in dejection. "Well, if that's what it takes," I giggled. I thought the humiliation of something like that might do her good. I also knew that there had to be more to it, it just needed tweaking. She gave me the answer when I asked her if that was it.

"He wants to make sure I do it right, first," she said mockingly. "He's going to inspect the rooms after I do them."

I chuckled. I had an idea to go along with that plan. "So, you didn't offer him any other alternative?" I wondered.

"Um, no, I did try to tease him, I showed him a lot of cleavage but other than look he didn't respond when I said, "Is there anything I can do, other than clean?"

"Hmm," I said, stroking my chin. Ideas were coming to me now. I needed some time alone. I saw Jeff and Todd, the guys from earlier, hanging out at the pool drinking beer. I told her to put on the white bikini and go to the hot tub. I know she loves the hot tub, it's like an aphrodisiac to her. That, along with the teasing and the alcohol, should have her ready for anything.

I took the car and headed into town. I found a costume shop since it was just a month before Halloween. I found what I needed. I drove past the Mexican place on the way back. I looked in and smiled. I had a good feeling about that place.

I took my time returning to the pool area. I put away the outfit I'd bought for Lisha and went out to relax on the patio. I could see the pool and hot tub below. Jeff and Todd had their chairs in close, talking to Lisha, who was sweating from the tub's heat (as well as her own, no doubt). I'd given her no particular instructions. I finally went and rescued her. I took her to bed and we lovingly brought each other off with our tongues. We needed it to take off the edge we were both feeling. I had been feeling extra horny since the restaurant for some reason.

The next morning Lisha was up early, she had work to do, after all. I just chuckled when I saw her getting ready. She was clearly pouting. As she was about to dress I stopped her. I retrieved the outfit from the dresser. She gasped when she saw it. It was a maid's uniform, the Halloween "sexy maid" version. It had a short, ruffly black skirt, a matching top with a plunging neckline. It also had the frilly white panties, meant to stick out from under the skirt. It had matching white ruffles down the neckline, wonderfully outlining the cleavage. She put it on whining the whole time.

I told her she had to match the part. I know she loves submission but she's slightly less willing if she doesn't see it leading anywhere. I let her know I had her best interests at heart. With that, she shuffled off to "work". I'd gone and talked to Hank before I'd gone into town to buy her outfit. I told him what I'd had in mind. He was all for it.

I saw her going from room to room, her panties clearly visible under the skirt and her tits revealed nicely. The motel probably only had three or four other units occupied, but it would be enough to embarrass her, as she had to knock at each one. I could see the horror in her face when Jeff and Todd answered their door. She must've asked them if they wanted her to come back but by their reaction I could see they clearly didn't want that. I saw her disappear into their room in that outfit. Naturally, that was my hope all along.

Again, with no particular instruction, I knew that her being left in the dark about what to say, do, or allow, would drive her crazy. I waited ten minutes, then I called her.

"Yes, ma'am?" she said, sounding relieved to hear my voice.

"How is everything going, Fifi?" I chuckled.

She said in a hushed tone, "Oh god, mistress, I feel like the fattest cow in the slaughterhouse and the guys are the butchers. I can feel their eyes burning a hole in my outfit, I might as well be naked."

"You better be careful or you just may be," I chuckled.

I could tell she was waiting for word, any word, on what she was expected to do. "Keep doing your job," I said. "But, before you leave that room I want them both to have seen as much tit as they can, you understand me, right?"

"Yes, ma'am," she said quietly. "I can bend over and from the side they'll see pretty much everything."

"Exactly, do it more than once, to be sure they see my slut's tits," I bade.

"Yes, ma'am," she choked.

"Also, I know those panties are a bit tight, make sure you bend over and let them see your ass that way."

I heard her stifle a moan. "Make sure you do it twice, again, just to be sure."

"Yes, ma'am," she whispered. 

I hung up. She left their room a few minutes later. It only took her about two hours total to clean the occupied rooms. Then, as Hank and I agreed, he met her at the first one. It was time for the inspection.

I went along for the giggles. Hank looked under the bed and smirked. "Did you even look under here?" He asked. She blushed. I made her get on her knees to look. This made her skirt ride up ridiculously on her ass, exposing most of her panty clad ass. It also let Hank, who was behind and to the side, see some of her fantastic cleavage spilling out. He repeated the process in every room. With each flaw he found we made sure she was splayed out in some fashion while he chided her for her ineptness. Finally, in the last room I found a good opportunity. She'd forgotten to clean the toilet. As she stood there with her eyes lowered he scolded her for being so forgetful. I went to sit on the edge of the bed. I crooked my finger at her to approach. I saw her gulp. I almost laughed but I kept my stern look. 

"Come here, young lady." I made her come to me and had her lay across my lap. I saw Hank's eyes open with interest. I'm sure it had to be quite a sight. Me, barely twenty two, taking another young woman only two years older, over my knee for a good old fashioned spanking. 

"Oh god, mistress," she groaned softly.

"Hush. Now Hank, how many spanks do you think that deserves?" I asked.

I saw him gulp and adjust his tie. "Um, five?" He said with some discomfort.

I nodded my head, "no". "No, this silly slut won't even feel five," I said to her humiliation. "It needs to be at least twenty." I heard her gasp at the same time I felt her hips wiggle. 

I added, to her embarrassment, "it also needs to be bare or I might as well not even do it," I scoffed. With that I jerked her panties down over her luscious ass. She started to whine but I stifled it quickly with a sharp slap to her backside. She groaned. I made her count them out. 

"One," she squealed. "Two, ow ow," she said as I increased the intensity. "Three...ooo ooo...four," she panted. I saw Hank sweating profusely while not even winking his eyes for fear of missing any of it. When I got to ten her ass was warm and reddened nicely. I paused.

I motioned for Hank to approach. He bounded up to me like a happy puppy. 

"I think you need to do the last ten," I said. He needed no further encouragement. 

I made her count out his swats too and she was wiggling and squirming on my lap the whole time. I made sure he wasn't too reluctant by encouraging him to slap her harder if I didn't think it was resounding enough. The slaps, her cries, and her counts were the only sounds in the room. When he finished she was sobbing softly. I made her get up.

"Apologize to him properly and make sure it doesn't happen again," I scolded her. 

She knelt in front of him submissively. I should never be surprised at how natural this is for her but she still surprises me at times. She bent over, her bare ass red and still uncovered. She put her head on his shoe and held his pant leg with her hands.

"I'm sorry, sir," she sobbed softly. "I'll do better next time, I promise."

"And if you don't?" I urged, hoping for more humiliation for her. She gave it.

"If I don't I want you to spank me again, harder, longer if want. If I really screw up maybe you'll want to use your belt on me."

I saw the shock in his eyes. I nodded to him. He understood.

"That's right, young lady, I'll stripe that ass hard next time," he grunted.

I raised her up and led her out. I turned to Hank. "Do you like the uniform?"

He nodded enthusiastically.

"I was thinking it works," I mused. "But I'm not sure about this," I said, pointing to her top. I ripped it down the middle, where the cleavage material had ended. It opened it up just as I wanted. It would barely contain them now. "Good," I grinned. She turned a different shade of red. Hank just beamed. "One more change, if it is ok with you, Hank," I said. I reached under her skirt and took a fistful of her frilly panties. I heard her gasp. I decided there was too much material to just rip off so I had her shimmy out of them while Hank looked on. He obviously approved. I said, "I'll make sure this particular outfit will be for male tenants only." 

She stood there with her tits hanging out and her skirt a few inches above the bottom of her ass cheeks. Her face was now as red as her ass was. Hank grinned. He approved.

She was hot, horny, lustful and this latest thing had pushed her deeper. God, I loved it when she got this way. I could've gotten her off at that point by just shoving my fingers into her in that doorway, with Hank leering. That's all it would've taken, I'm sure of it. I wanted more for her though, the teasing was just the foreplay. 

We walked down the beach for the next few hours and laid around. I could see some redness of her ass poking out from under the shorts I allowed her to wear. It got some looks. She blushed every time she noticed it. I was thinking of what was next as we strolled the beach. I thought of Hank, Jeff and Todd, and the restaurant. I decided to go back to the Mexican place, I just had a good vibe about it. 

When we got there we noticed that only the dad and Rosalie were working. The place was quiet, it was a week night. I could see disappointment in Lish's face. God love her, the slut was hoping for more cock. Just seeing her state of current horniness made me want to just turn the car around and take her back to the motel and punish each other's clits all night. I'm glad I didn't. Rosalie waited on us. She was perky. She smiled at me every time she waited on us. 

Lish went to the bathroom and immediately Rosalie approached my table. She dropped a folded up napkin on my table. She walked away before I opened it. It read, "I don't think I'm wrong about you, if I'm not call me xxx-xxxx."

I smiled. "This was getting more interesting." Lisa came back, I secretly showed her the note. We do not keep secrets. She gave me a pouty face. I could see some jealousy. I said, "don't worry, if I can't make it interesting and wonderful for you too, then nothing will happen."

She said, "Ma'am, you are the best thing that's ever happened to me, if you want something then you need to have it too. That's what you do for me." 

I kissed her on the forehead. "I'm hoping we both get what we want for each other," I said. The matter of the bill came up. It was sitting on our table. Lisha looked at me nervously. I smiled. I loved having her squirm. 

"Go outside," I whispered. "Give me a minute with Rosalie."

She pouted again but walked out. Rosalie was at the table in a flash. 

"What's this about?" I asked, motioning towards the napkin.

She sat next to me. "I just keep getting this vibe from you," she said sweetly. "If I'm wrong then I'm sorry but you just seem...interested."

I just nodded slightly. She continued, "now, your girlfriend there, I don't get. I know all about her and Sergio. I mean, the boy just can't stop blabbing about it. I'm sure his dad knows too. But you seem...different...different in my way."

"I'm different, all right," I laughed. She needed some explanation but I knew how odd and complex my relationships are, with Lish, her brother. I summed it up this way for her. "It's like this," I said. "She loves cock, we love each other."

This amused her. "Wow," she giggled. "So does this leave me out, wanting? I have to say, you have to be one of the most beautiful creatures I've ever seen. Your hair is gorgeous, your face is perfect, and your skin...." she said lustily.

I'm sure I blushed. "Thank you, you are totally hot yourself," I said, trying to maintain composure. "It doesn't leave you out at all," I said. "If you are willing to allow that her and I are a couple and that that will not change."

"I'll take what I can get," she grinned lasciviously. She was eyeing my cleavage. I felt my pussy starting to get wet. "But, what about her?" She asked.

"She will do what I ask her to. Believe me, she will. You'd be surprised at what she will do," I said quickly. I wanted to wrap this up before Lish came back.

"I think I got that vibe too," she purred. "Is she like submissive to you or something?"

"Yes, completely," I said proudly. I loved Lish more at that moment than ever. "Tell you what. I'm staying at the motel down the street, the place with the red bushes out front. I'm in room 9. If you want to come by later we can hang out by the pool, have some drinks, relax."

"I can't tonight, hon" she said dejectedly. "I've got to drive Marcos home and some other stuff. Can we do it tomorrow?"

I said we could, I was on vacation after all.

"I'm hoping we can do more than relax though," she purred seductively in my ear. It made me squirm in my seat. She came back a second later. "I just had a thought. I know about her and Sergio, and about why she did it. You made her do it for the bill, at least that's what he said."

I nodded. She continued, "if you want, I can see if papa Marcos wants to work out a "deal". I know for a fact that man could use a good blowjob," she giggled.




Crystal And Lisha: On Vacation



I told her to go for it. I saw her engage in an animated discussion in the back, through the little kitchen window. I saw him nod. I quickly called Lisha. 

"Hon, you are about to pay for your meal. Get presentable!" I barked. Then, I thought of something that I thought would be fun for her. "Take off your top. Place in on the ground. Let him see those beautiful titties when you suck his cock," I hissed. I was getting hot too, it was building furiously. 

I saw Marcos walk out the front. I giggled when I pictured him meeting a topless Lisha. Rosalie kept me company the whole time. We had a hand on each other's knees and occasionally stroked each other even higher. It was just a tease for later though.

"Wow, I can't believe you can just make her suck somebody's cock like that," she said in awe.

"Oh, that's the least of it," I bragged. "She loves cock, loves it. She really loves it when it's rough and/or humiliating. It is my challenge to make it so."

Rosalie smiled, gazing deep into my eyes. "You are so fucking hot I could crawl under the table right now and stick my tongue so far up your pussy we wouldn't find it without a search party!"

"Um, wow," I giggled. "Hold that thought." 

We saw Marcos come in, panting. He was retying his apron. Rosalie giggled. "That girl must be good," she said, "I think I even see a hint of a smile from him."

We bid our farewells with a light kiss on the lips. I made sure Lish kissed her too. Rosalie liked that. 

We got back to our room. I told Lish that Rosalie was coming over the next night. She acted disappointed. I knew she wouldn't be when the time came, however, she was going to be able to make her own choice, if everything went right.

The next morning I saw Lisha walk out of our room carefully, since her new outfit covered very little. I allowed her to wear the panties when she was outside, between rooms. But the rule was, in the room, if there was no one in it, or, if a man, or men were in it, she had to be pantiless.

I drank coffee by the pool as Lish did her duties. I was hoping that the maid thing would be exciting for her, I didn't want it to be just drudgery. We weren't disappointed. I saw her move from room to room. When she got to Jeff and Todd's room I saw her slip her panties off and go inside. I knew they were inside, I'd seen them leave the pool just as her cart pulled to the next room. I knew they wanted a show. Today, I'm sure they'd get a good one. I called her on the phone.

She squeaked out a hello. "Hi honey," I said evilly. "I'm invoking our, "can't say no," rule.

I heard her groan. Our can't say no game is just that. If someone asks for something, she can't say no. If they want to touch, she has to allow, if they want more, she has to do it. Everything, short of personal danger or injury.

"Ma'am!" She squealed. 

"Hush, I know you dig it," I said as I hung up. 

She finally got back to the room about an hour later, she'd finished her duties.

"Hank is ready for the inspection tour," she said sarcastically, "are you coming too?"

I said, "no, but I made a deal with him, to help cover his expenses for our stay. Put this on." I said. I tossed her a short, white terry cloth robe.

"Yes, just that. When you get into each room to be inspected I want you to take it off. He is going to inspect everything," I said with emphasis. "I want you to be naked for him so that if he needs to punish you, clothes won't get in the way."

"Oh god, ma'am," she choked. 

"Get to it," I said. "Hopefully you did a good job or I told him to go ahead and blister that ass."

I saw a flash of both fear and excitement at that thought. She can't hide anything from me, I know what drives her.

She returned shortly after. She was rubbing her backside. I checked it out, handprints, but no belt marks.

"I'm sorry, mistress," she giggled. "I guess I suck at cleaning toilets." 

We both knew she did it on purpose. "Tell me about Jeff and Todd today," I urged. "Anything happen?"

"Oh god," she groaned. "You mean did they see your slut's tits, pussy and ass? Hell yes they got all they could possibly see, I'm sure. I bent over so much and once, I had to clean under the bed and my ass was just out there, bare for them. How they didn't just mount me there I have no idea."

"You wanted that?" I asked. I knew she did, I just find her humiliation arousing when she's confronted with admitting it.

"Yes, ma'am, I'm so fucking horny. I haven't been fucked in weeks, since before you guys got married. The blowjobs are great, and I mean great. I want more of them, but my pussy needs cock so badly now it hurts."

"You think it hurts now, wait," I giggled. "Oh, right," I said, "You want it to hurt."

She blushed and nodded with embarrassment. I asked her about the "can't say no" game.

"Yes ma'am, I was going to tell you. I knew I was driving them crazy, I caught glimpses of them, I think their cocks were hard. I thought that any minute they'd be trying to touch me, or ask me for something. I knew I couldn't say no, it was driving me crazy. But, in the end, I think they were afraid. But, they did ask me to come over later, they said they were going to order a pizza and have some beer. It's their last night here, they are heading home tomorrow morning."

"And you said?" I wondered.

"I said yes, of course," she grinned shyly. "I can't say no, right?"

"Did Hank enjoy your nakedness?" I asked.

"You know he did, ma'am. He took pictures of me. He said you were ok with it."

I nodded. "He needs some way to justify the cost of letting us stay here, I don't see why he shouldn't see my slut naked whenever he wants. In fact, the rest of the week, when you are around him, you are to be naked. 

She blushed and softly said, "yes, ma'am."

I could see this working out well for both of us. I had some ideas, I was going to see where they'd lead.

We spent the next couple hours in each other's arms. We kissed, we petted, we teased each other with our tongues. We were both on fire but we were resisting the temptation to go further, we knew we'd need our energies later.

Rosalie showed up with a bottle of wine and a huge grin. She had on a short, flowery skirt and a sexy peasant top. I could see Lisha eyeing her, both with lust and suspicion. I know in her heart she fears losing me. I try, but I doubt I can ever convey to her how unlikely that is ever to happen. We went outside to the pool and drank some wine. Rosalie liked asking Lisha probing questions. I could see Rosalie was no fool. She was going to see if she could have Lisha as well.

"So Crystal tells you things to do and you just do them?" Rosalie asked, the wine starting to affect all of our tongues.

"Yesss," Lisha said submissively. "She knows my desires, she knows what I need, and mostly, she knows me, and loves me for it."

"That's cool," Rosalie said while watching my expression of love and pride. "I have to say, you two are the coolest, yet hottest chicks ever," she giggled.

We raised a glass to that and drank. We were starting to feel good. I could see the door to Jeff and Todd's room was open, there was music playing. It looked like they had company, it looked like a couple of their friends showed up. I could see Lisha nervously watching them.

Lisha and I have this, "can't say no," game." I said out of the blue. I wanted to get the ball rolling. I saw Lisha blush. I explained the game to Rosalie.

"Wow, so during the game, if someone asks you to do anything, you'd do it?" She said with obvious interest.

Lisha nodded, her face red with shame.

"Are you playing now?" Rosalie asked.

Lisha looked at me. I nodded. "Yes, I think we can start the game now."

I wondered what Rosalie had in mind. She said. "I've wanted to see those big beautiful tits of yours since I saw you. Can you take them out and show me, please?"

I grinned.  "You don't have to ask her. It's the rule. Tell her," I instructed.

Rosalie smiled. "Take your tits out for me Lisha, let me see them."

Lisha looked around carefully, then she undid the top of her halter. Her tits spilled out in glorious fashion. Rosalie inhaled sharply.

"Nice," she hissed.

"Awesome, aren't they?" I beamed.

"Incredible," Rosalie said, her eyes fixated on them.  "I'd love to see yours too," she giggled while looking at me.

"I'm sure you will," I grinned. "But she's the one playing the game now, not me. She's already said yes to going to those guy's rooms," I said, motioning towards the noisy room."

"Oh man," Rosalie said. "That could only turn out bad."

Lisha interpreted that as a questioning of my game and jumped to my defense. "No, it would turn out like it should, a little slut like me getting my pussy used hard, like I deserve, nothing more, nothing less."

Rosalie held up her hands. "Lisha, I didn't mean bad as in bad, I mean, bad as in good....oh man."

I calmed them down with a laugh. "It's ok you two, we all get it."

Rosalie's gaze was still on Lish's exposed tits. I could see her thinking. "Feel free to act on your thoughts, baby," I cooed to Rosalie.

"Wow, ok," she said excitedly. I could see she had a natural tendency to enjoy the control.

"Give me your top," she hissed at Lisha. Lisha handed it over with embarrassment. "You won't be getting this back any time soon," she warned. Lisha slumped back in her chair defeatedly.

"Pull your shorts down," Rosalie said lustily, she was getting into it now. "...and the panties, if you are wearing any."

Lisha looked at me helplessly. I shrugged. "It's a can't say no thing," I chuckled.

She did as she was told. Her tits and her pussy were on display for both of us. She was beautiful, silhouetted in the moonlight. She was shivering, even though it was a warm night. 

"God, she's got tasty looking nipples," Rosalie smiled.

She reached out and tugged on them, gently at first. Lisha gasped. Rosalie figured out the effect she had on her quickly. She tugged them harder. Lisha's head fell back and her mouth opened. "Oh, you like that do you?" Rosalie laughed. Lisha's face reddened but she didn't deny it.

"You are right, she really is a wonderfully submissive slut," Rosalie said with some awe.

"You have no idea," I giggled. "I'll show you something. Lisha, go down to the office and ask Hank to keep an eye on room 7 tonight."

Lisha's eyes shot open. I just coolly said, "Yes, like that." I motioned to her naked body. Her shoulders slumped. We watched her dart from shadow to shadow as she made her way stealthily to the office.

Rosalie was shocked and impressed. "That is so fucking cool," she murmured. "Will she fuck him?" She wondered.

"I'm not sure what Hank will do, he's kind of old, he's had the chance many times, but, it's more about the humiliation of me having her show up like that that turns her on."

We saw Lisha dart back and forth as she made her way back to us. She was panting. Her face had a wonderfully crimson glow.

"He said to thank you, ma'am," Lisha huffed. "He said he'd make sure those boys don't get too wild tonight."

I grinned. It was time to act. We were all more than a little worked up at this point. I couldn't take my eyes off of Rosalie's heaving breasts, I had to have them, and soon.

I had a rapt audience. "Lisha, you know Rosalie and I are going back to the room." I saw Lisha nod with some regret. "But, I am offering you a choice. You can come with us. Spend the night with us, pleasing us, getting pleased by us. Again, the "can't say no" game is still on, but this is the only instance I'll offer you this choice." I could see two eager faces waiting for the other choice.

"So, you can come with us and spend the night with us, or, you can do as you promised and go to Jeff and Todd's room. You are fully aware that the "can't say no" rule is still in effect. 

I saw Lish's eyes light up with lustful panic. Rosalie's mouth opened in a wide "O". I knew what she wanted Lisha to do. Hell, she was still ogling her bare tits. She'd never had someone like Lish, that I was sure of. I already knew the answer though.

"I need to go to their room," Lisha said, to Rosalie's shock. "I promised them I would. I can't just tease them without allowing them a chance for more."

I smiled. I already knew what she would do. I just wanted to embarrass her a bit more.

"So, you'll pass on this," I said, gesturing to Rosalie, then me. "To go and get fucked, no doubt, by more than one cock, by the looks of it."

Lisha eyed their open door with a lustful stare. "Yes ma'am, you made me say yes."

I said, "Ok, it's time. " I told Lisha to go back to our room and put on her maid's outfit. I thought it would be appropriate from all the teasing. 

I let Lisha wear the frilly panties, just to get her across the parking lot. I knew they wouldn't last long anyway. I told Rosalie to escort her over there, I gave her some last second instructions. I knew she'd get a kick out of it.

They walked away, my next lover leading my slut, the love of my life to a den of cocks. I readied myself for Rosalie, I couldn't get her tanned, toned skin and the swell of her bosom out of my mind. I couldn't believe I was going to have those in my hands in a minute.

Rosalie returned about fifteen minutes later. I had on just my nightie. It was see through. She liked what she saw, she groaned. We kissed passionately. She pulled back. 

"Fuck," she panted. "I just took her over there by the arm. When I got there, there were four guys in the room. They just hooted us. I wanted to stay and see just a bit, I hope you don't mind." I nodded, no, with a smile. She continued. "They couldn't believe she showed up like that. They were hitting on me, as well, I made sure I stayed in the doorway, I needed a chance to escape, if necessary. The were ogling her something fierce, they were grabbing at her ass through those panties. I could see her tits clearly each time she moved away, you didn't leave any chance of that not happening," she giggled. "So, the music was playing and one guy asked her to dance and she couldn't say no so she danced with him. It turned into a bump and grind. The other guys were cheering, I'm sure you heard it. I saw Lisha look at me. It seemed like she wanted something from me and I realized what it was. She wanted me to get it going. You are so right about her, she was begging me to open the floodgates. I gave her what she wanted. I told the guys, "feel free to ask her what you want." "They started to take her up on that. First, someone asked her if they could see her tits. I swear I saw a trance come over her. She seemed mesmerized by having to do it. They were whooping it up when her tits were out in the open. They started touching her. They had circled around her and were dancing with her, feeling her big titties. I was getting horny watching it but I also knew I'd better get out of there myself. I stepped outside and told Jeff what you told me. I said, "every twenty minutes you call us on her phone. If we don't hear from you you'll have Hank, and the police come crashing into your room soon after. Every twenty minutes. Put her on the phone so we can hear her."



"just before the door closed I said, "make sure you tell her everything you want her to do, ask her about being tied up," like you told me. Man, I swear they are going to tear that pussy up."

I smiled. "And she wouldn't have it any other way." We'd given Lisha the code word, flamingo. If she used it on the phone we'd know she was in trouble. If we didn't hear it we'd know she was ok and enjoying herself.

Rosalie was on fire. She pushed me to the edge of the bed. I sat on the edge. She was on her knees in front of me. She pushed my nightie up over my hips. She ran her hands lovingly up the outside of my legs at first, then, slowly, carefully she traced her fingers up my inner thighs. I shuddered when she neared my dripping pussy. She quickly replaced her hands with her tongue. Again, she teased me, she slid up my inner thighs and stopped just before she reached my pussy. I groaned. God, this girl was good.

She lifted my nightie over my head, leaving me nude in front of her. I felt vulnerable since she was clothed. I think she liked it that way. She pushed me back onto the bed. She held my hands over my head while she kissed me with an urgency. She took her other hand and lovingly massaged and played with my tits. She tweaked my nipples in just the way I like and I moaned with each twist. She started to grind her hips into me. I had to have her, I was in a fog of lust.

"Take off your clothes," I begged. She laughed. With Lisha my commands come across with authority, with her, it was just begging. She smiled. She teased and tormented me more, her tongue had a mind of its own in my mouth, she was good at this. 

The first call came. "Hey, it's Todd, here's Lisha."

"Hi ma'am," Lisha grunted. 

"Having fun?" I asked while Rosalie kept tormenting me with her tongue and fingers.

"Yes...uh...ma'am...uh...uh..." she panted.

"Tell me what is happening to you," I said.

"They are playing a game with me right now," she grunted. "Stupid... Rosalie..told them to ask about...being...tied up. So now I'm on my knees with my tits out. They...wondered....ow...ow...ow..." she moaned as I heard slapping sounds. "They wondered what I liked when I was tied up," she said hurriedly. She whispered, "since I can't say no, I had to tell them I like being spanked. I may have also told them I like my tits spanked to and..ow..ow....ow....my god...they are taking advantage of that. They told me there were going to make me a cock piñata."

"Have fun dear, it sounds like you are busy, I'll talk to you in twenty minutes," I gasped as Rosalie's tongue found a particularly sensitive spot.

Finally, she let me slip off her top. Her tits were glorious, as I'd suspected. Firm, soft. They were exquisite. I suckled on them. I had her squirming. I was glad I could get the same reaction she got from me. Finally, I got her to shimmy out of her skirt, then her panties. She pushed me back on the bed, she held my hands over me again. She was taking me. I was begging her to let me touch her, lick her, please her. Finally, she crawled over me. Her bare pussy was hovering over me. She playfully slid her pussy up one leg, then down the other. I was creaming myself. All the while she held my hands so that I couldn't touch her, it was excruciating torture. Finally, she was straddling me, her hot pussy was on my chest. She was looking down at me and smiling. "Do you want my pussy?" She asked. I nearly screamed that I did. "Beg for it," she panted.

"Oh god, Rosalie, let me have that pussy, let me lick you, eat you, I want you so bad," I moaned. 

She responded by grinding her pussy into me even more.

"Please baby, let me please you, let me taste you," I cried.

She finally relented. She released my hands. I immediately put my hands on her hips and urged her upwards. She knew what I wanted. She positioned herself above me. I could smell her sex, her wonderful scent. I pushed my nose into her. I felt her moan. Her pussy was drenched, as was mine. I attacked her with a lustful passion. She'd built me up into this fever, now she was going to reap the rewards. I tongued her while she moaned. I pinched her perfect nipples as I did so, which caused her to squirm uncontrollably. She was riding my face now, she was thrusting and grinding on my face. I concentrated on her clit. She moaned loudly. I knew she was close. I reached around her and slid a finger into her tight ass. She bucked back into it instinctively. Soon she had a rhythm she wanted. She grinded down across my face then back into my waiting finger. She was muttering incoherently in Spanish. I'm thinking it was something good. Suddenly she let out a low guttural moan and I knew she was cumming. She screamed and bucked and grinded my face the whole time.