4 comments/ 42772 views/ 7 favorites My Present By: RedHairedandFriendly * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (14 min/mp3) * * * * * My birthday present lay on the picnic table. She was beautiful. Her skin was naturally tanned. There were no lines to indicate where a bikini would rest -- she was pure and looked untouched. I knew she wasn't though. Her Master leaned against a tree, watching my Master and I as I was led to her side. She looked at me and smiled. "Happy Birthday," she whispered. The sound of her voice was music to my ears. "She's yours tonight," my Master told me. My lower lip trembled. My gaze shifted from her, to her Keeper and then back to Master. I fell to my knees and kissed his feet. He chuckled softly, touched the top of my head and granted me permission to rise. "I have seen your desire for her building and have gained permission for her to be used. As you can see by the expression on her face, she wishes it too." I did see her face and it looked as hungry for my tongue as I knew I was for her glistening mound. I felt the touch of my Master on my shoulder and turned to gaze upon his loving face. "Before you dine, you must show Master Geoffrey your thanks. Nothing extreme mind you, just a gesture of gratitude." I understood what my Master meant and so I slid back to the ground and crawled over to Master Geoffrey. He touched my head and I sat up on my knees. I kept my gaze on his feet and whispered a soft "Thank-you, Sir" to him. He touched my chin and lifted my face. The light of the day was drawing to a close and I saw the shadows of the woods caress his features. He was a striking man and the power he wielded I knew was just as forceful and loving as my own Master's was. He smiled down and caressed my lips with his thumb. "You're welcome, little one. You may make her come and you may use her as you desire. Your Master and I will join you both -- when we are ready." I shook my head, lowered my gaze and thanked him again. He touched my shoulder, squeezed it and told me to go to her. It was then that I rose and walked back to the picnic table. My Master had moved away taking a place next to his trusted friend. It was just the four of us. The park was on private property and I knew that we would not be disturbed. Both men were there to guard and protect both her and me and for that I was grateful. I disrobed, mentally chastising myself for not giving both Masters a show. I told myself it was okay to hurry, this was my birthday present and both men had told me she was to do with as I pleased, so disrobing shouldn't have been that big of a concern -- but it was. I had denied both men an erotic display of me removing my clothes. I promised that as I dined upon my present, they would enjoy the view of the lovely creature withering on the smooth planks of wood. I looked back and saw both men staring at me. My tongue darted out to moisten my lips; my skin grew more crimson as a blush rolled from my neck, up my face and down across my breasts. I turned back to her and ran my hand over her smooth skin. She jerked at the touch, but I knew from the look on her face it was not due to worry, it was hunger -- the same look that was a mirror to mine. My hand moved up to cup her right breast as I bent down and pressed my lips to hers. I kissed her deeply, my first taste of another woman, a taste that I had imagined since meeting her, but one that I had never truly vocalized. My Master though, he knew my wants and he again he had provided for me. Our tongues touched and the wet muscle in my mouth felt so small and foreign to me when compared to the man whom I had pledged my undying devotion to. She couldn't touch me; her hands were bound, as were her legs, so I controlled the kiss as much as I controlled her. I pulled away when she got too aggressive and she was forced to calm herself, before I would slide my tongue back into her mouth. I made love to her lips, teeth and tongue. I found the dips and angles of her body with my hands as I feasted on her. The air around us was cool and it danced across our heated flesh. We both shivered and giggled into each other's mouths before I finally pulled away. I reached out and lovingly stroked her hair, before kissing her neck and sucking on the pulse that beat beneath the fragile skin. My fingers slid over her nipples, first the right and then the left. My other hand was like the anchor of a ship. It kept a firm hold on the table and allowed me to not swoon from the headiness I was feeling as I took my time learning her body. She was exquisite and my mouth explored where my fingers touched. I trailed kisses down her chest, and took her right nipple between my lips. I pulled gently on it, and then with more pressure when her back arched. I licked the tip, opened my mouth wider and engulfed the areola. The fullness of her tit in my mouth made my pussy tighten and juices slipped from between the lips. I pushed one hand between my thighs and gathered the honey, then fed it to her. Obediently she licked my fingers clean and I whispered, "Good girl." I heard her moan in appreciation of my praise. The smile on my face was evident to what I knew she had enjoyed hearing. I lowered my mouth further down her frame, pausing at her belly button. I licked at the little diamond that adorned her smooth stomach. The tip of my tongue played with it while my nostrils flared at her scent. I moved then, climbing onto the table and positioning myself so I could lovingly take in the succulent beauty of her mound. My shaved pussy rested just inches from her mouth and I could feel her breath upon my skin. I knew I was slick with desire and she would have much to drink from me. The sound of another approaching made me stop my descent upon her pussy. I looked up and caught my Master's gaze. "Would you like her to make you come?" he asked me. The whimper that escaped my lips did not seem to come from me, but I knew it had. I bit down on my tongue and shook my head as I swallowed another sound of desire. The groan was a lump in my throat, but as it retreated I found my voice. "Yes, please, Master," I said and he nodded his head. He walked up to her and I heard him command her to please me. She responded that she would and then I felt her mouth caress my nether region. The soft touch of a woman's mouth on my pussy was much like that of a pillow being pressed lovingly against my sex. Her lips were like satin and her tongue separated my folds like a woman licks the cream from an Oreo. It was electrifying and I had to remain still in order to better understand what my body was feeling. Unable to use her hands she used her tongue, lips and teeth to learn my shape and my taste. I felt her breath on my skin and shivered. I felt her teeth on my clit and began to shake. Her tongue lapped at my pussy and began to slowly circle the outer ring of my vagina. I was in heaven. She was going to take me to a place that only we experience. A tear slipped down my cheek as I felt her chin press into me and heard her whisper how thankful she was to drink of my honey. I opened her then. My fingers spread her apart and my mouth began to draw out the fluids of her arousal. Her fragrance was like Summer. She was hot and salty. She was musky and wild. I wanted to bathe in her. Two fingers were thrust into her pussy and I worked the sides of her walls. I felt the ridged surfaces as well as the fleshy muscles. I curled my digits and stroked her with my knuckles. She was so wet and so hot. I dipped my face between her thighs and licked more heavily on her pussy. I toyed with her clit and gently stroked it with my teeth. She gasped and moaned, so I became a bit more aggressive, pulling at it with a firm, but not too firm of a bite. Her hips rose up and she begged me to do it again. I answered her plea and took the tiny bud between my teeth and held it harder, while rolling my tongue back and forth. I knew she would come soon and she sensed that I would as well. We continued to eat away at each other, dining as if this bit of freedom we'd been given would be our last. As I felt her muscles tighten under me, I opened my mouth for her offering. I rewarded her with my own climax and flooded her beautiful face with my cum, as she squirted hers into my mouth. It filled my mouth, and coated my throat. I drank her up, and begged her for more. She squirted me again and I laughed as it hit my face and neck. One of my hands moved up to caress the fluids and I washed my breasts with them. It was then that I saw Master Geoffrey. He moved to stand in front of me. His cock was bare and the evidence of his arousal glistened from the swollen head. I turned and saw my Master with his cock exposed and waiting at the juncture of my pussy and her mouth. "Pets, you will please us both," my Master told us and my mood changed. Gone was the woman who was fucking another woman for pleasure and in her place was the truth of who I was and who I loved being. I was his to do with as he saw fit. I watched as Master Geoffrey pushed his cock into his pet and began to pump in and out of her. I felt my Master slide his dick into me. My sex was hot and full of juices that had appeared instantly upon the request to please both men. I waited for my Master to begin his slow assault on my mound and when he set a rhythm that was too his liking I returned my attentions to the cock that was disappearing and reappearing from the channel I had just drank from. The moment was quick in arriving. Master Geoffrey pulled his dick from his pet and presented it to me. I opened my mouth and sucked on the stiff rod. He pushed me down and I swallowed all of him. He pulled me up by my hair and shoved me back down again. I worked my tongue while my Master shoved his dick deeper into the tight channel of my sex. I was so excited that my hips ground against the woman's face and my cum blanketed both my Master and my gift. This night... it was mine and as I took Master's cum and swallowed Master Geoffrey's I knew that there was no greater gift than that which my Master had given me --- the completion of my soul through his dominance. ~ The End ~ My Present From Cousin Sherry When I moved to my uncle's house in California, I was quite surprised when I saw my cousins because the last time I saw them they were just little girls with freckles, pig-tails and very similar to my younger sisters---pests. So when I walked through the front door and saw two beautiful ladies, I just kind of stood there waiting for my uncle to introduce me to what I was sure were his son's (my cousin Gary who is my age) girlfriends. One was a striking beauty of about 5' 6", shoulder length auburn hair, full and firm breasts, a slender waist that flared into her shapely hips and long, lovely legs, wearing a body-hugging pink t-shirt and skin-tight Daisy Duke style cut-off shorts. The second fox was an even hotter little number clad in form-fitting jeans and a white, almost see-through halter top... a real looker with long, dark brown hair, large, firm tits, tiny little waist and super-sexy ass all packed into a gorgeous 4' 11" frame. All I could think of was "I hope Gary's just friends with these honeys because I wanna fuck the hell outta BOTH of these ladies!!!". That thought was driven from my mind a few seconds later when my uncle said "Well, don't just stand there.... give your cousins a hug and put your stuff in the den...you do remember Carol and Sheryl, don't you?". "This is Carol and Sherry?!? Man you girls look great!!! Where's Gary?" I said trying to cover my surprise and hoping that no one noticed the throbbing bulge in my pants. "He's away at tech school in Wyoming, he'll be home for the holidays in a couple months..." Carol replied as she gave me a big hug, her soft melons crushing against my belly making my hungry cock ache with desire..."if you want, I'll show you around town when you get settled in." "Sure, that'd be cool." I said as I pulled back from my short, sexy cousin, my face blushing from my excitement and self-embarrassment due my carnal urge for these beauties. "Hi, cuz, remember me? I'm that little pest you and Gary always tried to ditch...." Sherry asked as she took her turn giving me an even tighter hug...."it's good to see you again. You gonna be here long?" "Yeah, I'm not going back east for a long time and you two look fantastic!! You sure have grown." I replied trying to quit fantasizing about how it would be fucking the hell outta these two dolls. From that point on, I kept my VERY STRONG sexual desires towards my cousins in check. For nearly four years, I endured the tortures of being around these beauties and watching them go out with guys. I listened to their stories of their daily lives as well as sex lives and all the while wishing I was tossing them both in bed until one fateful day when things changed. I moved to Oregon after three years in California with my girlfriend that I met my first year on the coast. We spent our first year getting set-up in our apartment and getting financially on our feet, but somewhere along the line something happened to our relationship. Although we were engaged, our sex life was almost nonexistent...she no longer initiated sex as she once did, she very seldom allowed me to touch her ample, firm tits. When on the very infrequent times that we did have sex, most the time she'd just lay there as if she wasn't even there which made me feel so low and inadequate that my orgasm gave me even more sexual tension instead of releasing some. IT FUCKING SUCKED BIG TIME!!!! Yet, even with all our problems in the bedroom, we were still deeply in love and our wedding plans moved forward. The big moment was just a couple days away when our family and friends began to arrive, first ones to arrive were her family, then a few out of state friends and then my few family members that we knew of that could make it. Then on the afternoon before our wedding, we were surprised by the appearance of an unexpected guest at my door. "Hey there cuz, I'm here!! Surprise Dale!" my sexy cousin Sherry said giving me the type of hug my lady should've been giving me. She hugged me tight, her firm, fantastic jugs smashed against my chest, not a solitary speck of open space between our bodies from neck to knees and my hot relative's hips pushing HARD against my mid-section with my cock jumping to full attention and straining against my jeans. I knew she knew what she was doing when she released her hold on me, stared into my eyes, smiling wickedly and walked past me into the apartment, dragging her hand across the throbbing bulge in my jeans as she went to greet my soon-to-be wife. I was flustered as fuck...here I was, about to be married and in walks one of the two luscious ladies I'd been fantasizing about OFTEN when stroking off for a long time. Then right away she shows not only does she know of my lust for her hot, delicious body but also that either she's playing with my head over my incestuous desires or she SHARES those needs and desires!! Sherry gave Kelly(my fiancé) a sisterly hug and they sat down and chatted awhile about what had been going on back in California while I went and picked up the keg for the wedding reception. The drive gave me a chance to get my mind off of my cousin's body but I had to take a tour of a few neighborhoods to do it, the thought of fucking the hell outta her just wouldn't leave my mind. I knew it was wrong to have those thoughts particularly the day before my wedding but she was SO FUCKING HOT and that hug and hand dragging across my crotch had gotten me so damn horney that I just couldn't help but think of fucking Sherry's sweet pussy. Shit, I'd had to be gay, dead or both to resist. When I finally got back home, she was already gone. "Where's Sherry?" I asked when I discovered her absence. "Your mom came and picked her up, she'll be staying with them..." Kelly replied "... but you're suppose to pick her up tomorrow for the wedding because your mom's car isn't big enough for everyone." "Cool, I'll bring up the keg then go get the rest of the stuff for the reception." I said both relieved and disappointed that my cousin was gone and set off to finish my nuptial preparation chores. The next day, my wedding day, was a day that will last in my mind the rest of my life. I went out to mom's after my morning coffee to pick-up Sherry and some more decorations for the apartment complex pool house where the wedding and reception were going to be held. Mom was busy getting ready when I got there, dad was watching the pre-game show while waiting his turn in the bathroom and my sweet cousin was sitting at the dining room table waiting for me. She was wearing a pair of form-fitting jeans and a t-shirt that fit snuggly, her firm, bra-less, c-cup melons straining against the cotton fabric enticingly. My dick immediately sprang to life at the sight of her deliciousness as she sat there smiling at me. "I'll have to dress at your place, if that's okay. You don't mind, do you?" she said getting up and bending over to pick up her suitcase, my eyes following every motion of her sexy body, my member throbbing HARD with desire for her. "No problem, but we need to get going cuz I'm running outta time so let's load up the car and go." I replied trying not to show my excitement. I was parked in the side yard, towards the back of the house so it took a few minutes to load the car even with Sherry's help----especially with her help because I kept getting side-tracked watching my sexy cousin as she walked to and from the car and bending over to put things in the car. I hadn't had any pussy in over a month and a half at this time and after her touch of my crotch the day before, this was TORTURE!!! Then just as I turned around from putting the last of the things we needed in the back seat and closing the door, I bumped into Sherry. Instead of stepping out of the way, she put her arms around my waist and grabbed my ass with both hands. She pulled me up against her and gave me a big, tongue-dancing kiss, squeezing my ass and grinding her crotch against mine for several minutes then releasing me, she smiled as she stared into my eyes and said..."I've wanted to that ever since you walked through my door four years ago and judging by the lump in your pants, you have too. I can't wait to see your face when you get my present." she said before she walked around and got in the front passenger seat of my car. As soon as we were on our way to town, she scooted over on the seat until she was right next to me, as if we were a couple instead of cousins. She drove me crazy by kissing my neck and rubbing my upper right thigh, being teasingly careful to just graze my trapped cock with her hand. I was thoroughly confused by my emotions.... here I was about to get married in a few hours and my beautiful cousin, who I wanted to bed for years now, was knowingly keeping me so fucking hot and horney and loving every minute of my sexual torture. The ceremony and reception, which began at 2 pm, were extremely hard for me in more ways than one. On one hand, not only was I nervous and excited about finally being married to my lovely lady, but I was also DRUNK off my ass from tapping the keg at 9:30 in the morning upon returning home with Sherry. On the other hand, it was extremely difficult being half of the center of attention because my hot, young cousin made sure that she was ALWAYS within my sight, staying as close to me as possible under the circumstances. She was dressed in a mid-thigh length dress that clung to her delicious body, showing off her curvaceous form and made sure that she brushed up against me every possible chance she got. I couldn't help but have a raging erection the whole time particularly when I was getting myself another beer in the alcove where the keg was kept and she walked in. She looked around to make sure nobody was paying attention to us then gave me a very passionate kiss while she slid her left hand inside my pants and gave my rock-hard dick a few strokes then removed her hand and walked away with a very wicked grin. After the ordeal was over, some of my friends and I had to clean up the pool house so my honeymoon was delayed by several hours and my wife was asleep when we finished, wore out from the day's event. I walked through my front door and was met my cousin who had changed into less formal attire that was even more provocative than the dress she had wore earlier.... a very short denim skirt, a pink, lace blouse with short, puffy sleeves, black stockings and black high heels. Damn did she look tasty!! "You like it?" Sherry asked, "I was wondering if you'd give me a ride to get YOUR present from me." "Sure, but we've gotta stop by the motel room. I've gotta figure out how to use the hot tub for when Kelly wakes up." I said as I checked in on my sleeping wife. "You've never been in a hot tub before?" my sexy little cousin asked as we left the apartment and walked to my car. "Nope, never. That's why I said I needed to figure it out." I replied as I watched her ass while she walked a couple steps in front of me. "I'll show you how it's done; I've had some experience in that area." she said with a big grin as we got in the car. She once again slid right next to me as if it was she I was now married to as we drove to the motel. She repeated her performance of kissing and rubbing me from our trip from my parent's place for a few minutes then she opened my pants, pulled out my rigid member and began stroking me as I drove! The motel wasn't very far from home so this didn't last long because after just a few moments of bliss, we pulled into the motel parking lot. After putting my cock back in my jeans, I went in the office and picked up the key and an x-rated video then escorted Sherry to the room. Once we were inside, I pushed the videotape into the VCR, turned around and gazed upon my hot cousin lying on the bed with her arms outstretched towards me. "Come here, Dale..." she said with a big smile..."...and get your present...me!" Without waiting for me to respond, Sherry sat up, reached out and grabbed my belt then pulled me onto the bed on top of her. All sense of morality left me at that point because instead of resisting, as I should have, I began kissing my sexy relative while we caressed each other's bodies. Never once did we look at the TV, we just used it as background noise for our forbidden lust. We continued our lip-lock as I pulled my cousin's blouse and bra over her fantastic tits and massaged them gently. At the same time, she opened my jeans, pulled them down off my hips and pulled me against her by my naked ass with one hand while pumping on my exposed, rock-hard tool with the other. After several minutes of tittie-play, I broke our kiss then took her right nipple between my lips and began to tongue flick it while I put my right hand under her skirt. Much to my enjoyment, my sweet little cousin wasn't wearing any panties and my fingers slid right into her hot, moist pussy. As soon as I began to finger fuck this hotty, she began to moan and began to rub the head of my dick against her clit as she continued to stroke me. "Before we get too far into this, I need to tell you something..." Sherry said still stroking and rubbing. "...I hope you don't get mad but I let your friend Chuck fuck me when I changed in your bathroom while you were cleaning up the pool house today. I was just so HORNEY thinking about you that I NEEDED to be fucked but you weren't available and he was. Is that gonna be a problem for you?" Instead of saying anything(no way was her nipple leaving my mouth just to talk), I increased the intensity of fingering her hot hole causing her to realize my answer was "no way in hell". We kept up our foreplay for several more delightful minutes until she released her hold of my cock, then got up and said..."let's introduce you to the hot tub." Sherry turned on the water then she knelt down and expertly sucked my dick as the hot tub filled. I was just about read to unload in her mouth when she released her oral hold, stood up and left me to cool down while she tool care of the tub. Once that was done, Sherry walked over to me and proceeded to undress me, taking me into her mouth only momentarily as she removed my jeans. With me standing there totally naked in front of her, she removed her blouse and bra then turned around. Saving her skirt for last, she sat down one of the chairs available and removed her shoes and stockings, smiling at me the entire time. Once she was naked except for the skirt, she stood up, turned around and removed her skirt, bending over at the waist as she pushed it down her beautiful legs. She made sure that she was only a few inches in front of me when she did it so that when she bent over, her soft, desirable ass crushed up against me, my painfully rigid member buried happily in the division of her ass cheeks. Sherry wiggled her hips a few times on my shaft then stood up, grabbed my cock and led me to the hot tub. As soon as we were in the water, she sat down, guided me between her wide spread legs, positioned my rod at the entrance to her well trimmed pussy then grabbed my hips and urgently pulled me forward. If there was any morality in me, it left at this point because all that was on my mind was how utterly terrific it felt as my cock sank into my cousin's hot and VERY TIGHT pussy. It was like trying to push a tree branch through the eye of a needle, her vaginal walls strangling my tool so much that it actually hurt my dick a bit on entry. Once I bottomed out inside that unbelievably fantastic hole, I began to slowly fuck my sweet cousin, our tongues dancing in a long, soul searching kiss and my right hand caressed her wonderful left breast, her small nipple standing hard and proud between my fingers. For many exquisite minutes we fucked in this position, her vaginal muscles squeezing tightly with each and every lustful stroke of my shaft, our lips never parting, the only sounds being that of our moans of ecstasy and the splash of the water from our movements. Sherry seamed to sense that I was about to lose control, so when I began to increase the power of my thrusts, she wrapped her lovely legs around my hips, holding at full depth inside her talented twat and ended our lip lock. "Let's reverse this, I wanna be on top." Sherry crooned into my ear..."But don't pull out, I'm LOVING the feel of your hard cock inside me. I’ve NEEDED this for way too long." "I've dreamed of fucking you and Carol ever since I laid eyes on you four years ago." I said as we moved..."You and your sister have been the thoughts that have given me my best solo orgasms ever since that day." "If Carol had been able to be here for the wedding, you’d be living those fantasies. We've had MANY conversations about just how much she and I BOTH have wanted to be screwed by you these last few years. Now quit talking, suck my tit and let's FUCK!" Sherry replied. We settled into position, I took her right nipple into my mouth and she began to bounce up and down on my lap VERY SLOWLY, gyrating her sexy hips as my deliriously happy shaft enjoyed being devoured by her hot, tight, expert pussy. We fucked in this manner for around fifteen minutes, her amazing genitals kept me right on the brink of release the entire time with Sherry clamping down super tight whenever she sensed I was about to cum in order to choke off the blast. Just when I thought I couldn't hang on much longer, Sherry kicked into high gear by engaging me in another very passionate kiss and began to bounce and grind on my cock furiously. After just a few minutes of this, her lips left mine and threw her head back as she worked that terrific pussy and moaned. "Dale...MMMMMMMMM.....OH.......FUCK.......OH........ OH....FUCK..............GIVE IT TO ME........... CUM IN ME...........CUM IN ME NOW!!!!!!!" my cousin moaned loudly..."FUCK ME....FILL ME UP WITH YOUR CUM!!!!!" Before she even finished her command, I grabbed her bouncing hips on her up stroke, slammed her down on my cock and began to unload my sperm deep inside her heavenly hole. I came so hard and so much that I thought I'd never stop, I haven't had an orgasm so powerful or cum that much with anyone else before or since that day. It was the BEST sex I've had in my life even to this day!!!! We stayed locked together for several moments, just holding and kissing like newlyweds in total bliss. Then when we realized just how long we had been gone, we separated, dressed, straightened the motel room so my wife wouldn't know it had been used and went back to my place. Sherry gave Kelly some bogus excuse as to where we went when we got back to validate our prolonged absence. It must have worked well because when we got to our motel room, my new wife not only gave me a similar performance of what Sherry did but also initiated sex for the first time in ages and the last time in our marriage to this day. It was the best night of my life yet!!! My Present Problem My name is Steve; I'm a single guy, early thirties, average looking, decent build, nothing special, just your average guy you would meet most anyplace. I am very shy, basically an introvert, therefore I have never been married, seldom even date. It's not that I can't get a woman, just too damn shy to approach most and ask them out. So basically I am a homebody and keep to myself. I live in a quiet neighborhood, of smaller, but yet nice homes. Basically you would call them moderate priced starter homes. My job is great for someone like me, I work from home. I transcribe doctor's recorded voice notes to typed documents. Being a very good typist, it doesn't take but a few hours a day, to make a modest living, and the rest of the day is mine. This is what basically led me to my present problem. Being shy, lack of sex, too much free time at home alone, and a computer at home connected to the internet. Basically my sex life consisted of masturbation while reading sex stories on the internet. Once my work was done I was free to strip naked, and sit jerking my cock all afternoon long, as I read sex stories. I read a variety of fantasy sex stories, but the stories about female domination were the ones I found most stimulating and erotic. I found myself having deep fantasies about being under the control of a wicked woman. I knew I was far to shy to seek out a dominatrix and live out my fantasies, so I just continued to fantasize and play with myself. One day while I was surfing I ran across a website that did online domination. After reading what the site had to say and offer, I was completely intrigued. Here was a way for me to serve a mistress, without actually having to face her; it was a perfect plan for someone like me. I toyed with the idea for several days, before making up my mind to take the big plunge. At least to me it was a big plunge. I had made up my mind, the only way that this could be satisfying to me, was to MAKE myself follow every order my online mistress gave me. With trembling fingers I signed up at the website, filled out the questionnaires, and gave her all the information she asked for. When I checked my e-mail the next day, I found a letter from my new online mistress. She took charge right away and informed me, my cock was now hers and I would no longer play with it unless she gave me permission, and the only way I would be granted permission was if I carried out her orders. She asked if I had a digital camera, explaining that visual proof of her orders being carried out would be far more convincing than just a written account of it, thus allowing her to grant me permission to cum more often. She also asked just how serious was I about becoming her submissive bitch, and following her orders. I responded back that I had both a digital camera, and a digital video camera, and that I was very serious, as this was my only outlet for living my domination fantasies. The next day I received an e-mail from my online mistress. She was delighted at my seriousness, and the fact I had both, a digital camera, as well as a video camera. She told me that she planned to make good use of both of them, and me as well. She also gave me my first order to follow. I was obtain, a matching set of pink, lacey, frilly women's panties and bra, a pink garter belt, and pink thigh high stockings. She didn't care if I purchased them, if I got them from a female friend, sister, daughter, or even a stranger, as long as I got them. To make it even more difficult, she said they must fit properly, getting the correct size was my problem. She also informed me I was not to contact her, nor would she contact me, and I was not to play with my cock till I had completed this first task. At first I didn't know what to do. I didn't know many females, and I was most certainly not going to ask the ones I did for their bra and panties. I knew going to the local stores and buying them was out of the question, I was to shy to even ask women out, there was no way I could go buy pink women's underwear and stand in front of the clerk to pay for them. I decided the only way was to use online shopping. After a little research I discovered a couple of online stores for cross dressers, and fortunately they even had male to female size charts. So I picked out the sexiest pink bra and panty set I could find, ordered a pink garter belt and stocking set, that matched the bra and panty set, paid for it with my credit card, and paid for priority overnight shipping. The shipping cost was a little steep, but I was horny and needing some relief and I figured quick compliance would earn me a few brownie points with my new mistress. My order went out that day, and arrived late the next morning. As I opened the box and looked at my purchase, it occurred to me that mistress had only ordered me to obtain sexy underwear, she hadn't told me to wear it or anything else. So I immediately e-mailed her and told her of my purchase. Shit, another day of no cumming. The next morning I went about my work as usual, it took me to almost noon to finish transcribing the doctor's notes. After I was done for the day, I stripped naked and checked my e-mail, there I found mistress's next assignment. She had ordered me to shave my body completely smooth, except a small patch of pubic hair above my cock like the nude female models usually have. I was to use something like poster board and magic markers to make a sign saying Mistress Jenny's slut. I was then ordered to take several pictures of myself wearing my new outfit, holding the sign, and e-mail them to her. At first I thought I couldn't do it. I thought about just ending my subscription to the website and have no further contact with Mistress Jenny. Then I reminded myself that I had promised her, and myself, I would obey all orders. After all, it wasn't as if anyone ever saw me naked and would know I was completely hairless, except for the little landing strip above my cock. Soon I found myself standing before my digital camera, mounted on its tripod, body smooth and hairless, wearing pink lingerie, holding a sign, wondering if I would regret taking these pictures. I did half a dozen poses for mistress and downloaded them to my computer. As I composed my e-mail, with the attached pictures, I again thought about quitting. But, once again I reminded myself of my promise and clicked send. The next day I checked my e-mail for a response from Mistress Jenny, but there was none. Again the next day, but once again, still no response from her. Finally on the third day I received an e-mail from her. She told me I had done well and that I had waited long enough to cum, but there were stipulations on my getting to play with my cock. One, I had to agree to always wear my new pink outfit, and only my pink outfit when I was home alone. Two, I had to be wearing my new pink clothes when I jerked off. Three, I had to video tape myself doing it, and send her a copy of it. Four, I had to be outside, in broad daylight, when I jerked off. Five, when I was finished, I had to lick up every drop of my cum, and the video had to clearly show me doing it. Each and every one of these stipulations had to be met, or I couldn't jerk off and cum. I couldn't believe her demands, it was embarrassing enough to have to jerk off dressed in women's underwear, and video tape it, but to do it outside, and lick up the mess afterwards. I knew it was the only way though, and I had come this far might as well go all the way. Besides, when the previous owners of the house next door had put in a pool and privacy fence, the previous owners of my house finished the other three sides, giving my own backyard complete privacy, so I could do it on the back patio and not be seen. But, it was too late in the day to do it right then; I knew I had to wait till tomorrow. Damn it, another day of no orgasm. The next day I sat in my pink panty set, doing my transcribing work. I was very quick about it and finished early. The time was finally here, after days of no jerking off I was about to finally get much needed relief. I stepped out onto the patio, carrying my digital video camera and its tripod. It was late spring, so it was nice and warm, but not extremely hot. It was nearly noon, so the sun was high and bright. At first I was nervous as I stepped outside, but I kept telling myself, it was the middle of the week, middle of the day, most people weren't even home, those that were, were housewives busy cleaning or taking care of their kids. Besides, even if any of them were outside, I was surrounded by a privacy fence. I casually stood up my tripod, and moved a chaise lounge chair to the center of the patio. As I moved the chair, I knocked over the tripod, making a loud clattering noise. I quietly cursed and set it back up, hoping nobody heard it. I carefully set up the chair, the video camera, making sure the camera would catch all the action Mistress Jenny wanted to see. Once I was sure everything was in place, I sat down in the chaise lounger, pressed record on the camera remote. I pulled my already hard cock from pink panties, poured oil on my hand and began to slowly jerk off. The sun felt warm on my body, I was extremely horny from days of no jerking off, and the naughty wickedness of what I was doing. I leaned my head back, closed my eyes and was determined to give Mistress Jenny a long slow show of me jerking off. With my eyes closed I drifted off into a fantasy world of me submitting to Mistress Jenny. I was getting deeply involved in my fantasy, my hand stroking my cock felt great. It was at this point everything went to shit! As I was floating through my fantasy world, back in the world of reality I heard a female's voice right behind me. "Well what do we have here?" My heart stopped, my eyes snapped open. Standing above and behind me was my neighbor girl, Sara. She had apparently quietly slipped through the gate, and right up to where I was lying in the chaise lounger, undetected. Sara and her husband Mark had moved in next door almost a year ago. They were an early twenties couple, with no kids, Mark worked as a lab tech at the hospital, Sara stayed home. They were an attractive couple, physically fit, with both spending lots of time by their pool working on their tans. I had been cordial to them, saying hi in passing and such, but I had never gotten to know them very well. Now, looking up at Sara, I was stunned, I couldn't speak; all I could do was to try using my hand to cover my, now rapidly deflating, cock. Though I was able to cover my cock, I knew there was absolutely no way to cover the way I was dressed. "Looks to me like what we have here is a homosexual transvestite playing with himself." I couldn't believe what she had just said, I wasn't a transvestite, I wasn't homosexual, and I didn't want my neighbors thinking I was. I stammered "this isn't what it looks like." She cocked an eyebrow and said "it looks rather obvious to me, you are a sissy cocksucker faggot video taping yourself, beating your meat outside in the sunshine, if this isn't the case maybe you should explain, and maybe you can convince me otherwise." I was mortified at being caught, and even more mortified at what my neighbor thought of me, and might tell everyone else in the neighborhood. I was trapped, and I knew it. On one hand, if I explained she would think I was a freak, but on the other, if I didn't explain, she would think I was an even bigger freak. As she pulled a chair up beside me I knew what I had to do, like it or not. I stopped the camera from recording, and began to explain how I had been curious about female domination, and had signed up with Mistress Jenny, and this was her task she had given me. She asked me all sorts of questions about the tasks I had been ordered to perform and Mistress Jenny's domination of me. I decided it was best to answer each question honestly; otherwise I would never convince her that it was the truth. After a long question and answer session with my neighbor, she leaned back in her chair, crossed her legs, smiled, and told me "I believe you have a video to finish." As I was starting to get up out of the lounger, I told her I would finish it later, she quickly leaned forward and pushed me back down, "No, you will finish it now!" "I am sure your mistress will be quite amused at you being caught and watched." I knew she was right about Mistress Jenny being amused, and it is really hard to argue with anyone when you are outside, dressed in pink frilly lingerie. So, I gave in and sat back, pressed the record button on the remote, and began to try and get my cock hard again. I didn't think I would be able to with Sara watching. But, as I closed my eyes and thought about my situation, I was surprised at how fast it did come back up, and how fast I came. The first couple of shots of cum shot into the air and landed on my stomach, the rest oozed out and over my hand. It was by far one of the best orgasms I had ever had by hand. As I lay there in post orgasmic bliss, it suddenly occurred to me, I hadn't mentioned the fifth and final stipulation of my reward. Oh Gawd, I was going to have to lick my cum with her watching. I waited, hoping she would leave, but she just continued to sit there watching. I knew I had no choice, the only way to finish the video, was to clean everything up, with her watching or not. I sat up without ever looking at her, looked straight into the camera and began to lick the cum off my hand. Having not cum in almost a week, I had shot a very huge load. Sara began hysterically laughing, asking me if cleaning up my cum by licking it up was part of my assignment. When I answered yes, she laughed even more, telling me looks like I forgot to tell her about that part. She watched as I scooped the cum from my stomach and licked it up too. I had never licked up my own cum before, and having Sara watch me made it even more embarrassing. Once I was done, Sara stood up and told me it was time to for her to leave, she had things she needed to get done, but before leaving to she told me "Have a good evening slaveboy." The entire scene with Sara was so embarrassing that I went inside as soon as she left. I knew if I didn't download the video and send it right away, I would chicken out. So I immediately downloaded the video and sent it to Mistress Jenny. I thought about what happened with Sara all night long. Though it was erotic and stimulating, I just couldn't risk the embarrassment of getting caught again. So, I made up my mind to e-mail Mistress Jenny the next day, to thank her and tell her I couldn't continue any further. The next morning I started my day as normal, I got dressed and headed out the door, get my days work from the doctors, but when I opened the door, there was a package lying in front of it. It was a plain white gift box with the word Surprise written on it. I brought in and opened it to see what it was. Inside, to my horror, I found pictures, digital pictures printed from a computer printer, pictures of me in my backyard, dressed in my pink frilly women's underwear. They were pictures of me setting up the camera, chair and such. From the pictures it was obvious they were taken through a knot hole in the fence. Suddenly I remembered the medium sized knot hole in the fence between mine and Sara's yard. I had peeked through it a couple of times last summer to admire Sara lying by her pool, but over the winter I had forgotten about it. Obviously Sara had seen me through it, taken the pictures, then came over. Also inside was a cassette tape, labeled "Copy of Confession." I took the tape over to the tape player; I used for work, popped it in and began to listen. To my horror it was my entire conversation with Sara. Apparently she had a pocket recorder concealed on her the entire time I was spilling my guts to her, now she had my entire confession on tape. How could I have been so stupid? How could I let myself get caught like that? I looked at the clock; I didn't have time listen to see just how much was on the tape, although I was pretty sure all of it was, including the part about me licking cum off my hand. I was already late; I needed to meet with the doctors to get my work for the day. As I left the house to get in my car, Mark was leaving at the same time. He gave me a friendly wave and said hi. I also heard Sara tell me good morning. She was standing on the front porch seeing her husband off for the day. My blood ran cold, what was good about it. I muttered a good morning to them both, not too friendly, but yet not cold enough to piss off Sara. I quickly got my work and returned home. When I sat down to type, I remembered the words of Mistress Jenny; you must always wear your pink panties when you are home alone. Screw it, I thought, I am ending it today anyway, besides those damn things have got me in enough trouble already. So I remained dressed in the street clothes I had worn to pick up my work. Work was frustrating, I was irritable, and I kept thinking, why can't these damn doctors speak more clearly? But by lunch time I had stumbled through most of it, and what I hadn't finished wasn't due back for two days, so I knew I could do it later. So I grabbed so lunch and relaxed a bit. As I was signing on to e-mail Mistress Jenny, I heard Mark's car leave, he had obviously came home for lunch. Within minutes the doorbell rang. When I answered it, it was Sara. Sara was all smiles, "Afternoon Stevie, how are you today," she said as she stepped right past me, as if she owned the place. "And how are you Sara?" I said with just a hint of sarcasm, which Sara chose to ignore. "Did you like your little surprise package today?" "Not really, where did you get those pictures?" Sara proceeded to explain how she had been in her backyard taking pictures of a robin, when she heard me knock over the tripod and curse it. She peeked through the knot hole intending to say hi, but when she saw how I was dressed; she couldn't help but snap a few pictures through the knot hole. She explained how when she saw me start jerking off she couldn't resist the temptation to come tease and torment me, and how she had grabbed her pocket recorder to tape my stammering about being caught. She told me she didn't realize at the time just how useful both, the pictures and tape could be. After explaining just how I had gotten myself in this mess, Sara got a disappointed look on her face and asked: "Hmm, isn't Stevie supposed to be dressed in his pink panty set when he is home alone?" "I decided not to today, I decided to tell Mistress Jenny I quit!" "Why not, you looked so cute in them, as a matter of fact I think we need to go online and order you a couple of more sets, maybe different colors even." "I don't think so!" "Oh you don't, well I do, and in case you have forgotten, I have you at a slight disadvantage here, I have your pictures and taped confession." "I haven't forgotten that Sara." "Also, in case you have forgotten, Mark works as a lab tech at the hospital, the same hospital where all your doctors practice, and I am quite friendly with most of the women in the neighborhood, sure would be very incriminating if those pictures and tape started getting passed around at the hospital and our girls afternoon socials, now wouldn't it?" I couldn't believe what she was saying, she was blackmailing me, and if I didn't go along with it, she would make me into the laughing stock of the neighborhood and the medical professionals. I was trapped, with no way out, and she knew it! I was dumbfounded, I didn't know what to do; my fantasy was becoming a nightmare! As I stood there, Sara put her hands on her hips and told me; "Stevie, you got two choices, you can get your ass in there and put on your pink frilly panty set and start doing what I tell you, or you can stand there, and I can go visit Sharon down the street and show her my little discovery, which is it going to be?" I was beaten, I knew it, and so did she. So I went to my room to change. I came back into the living, room wearing nothing but the pink panty set I had bought, to face whatever consequences Sara had in store for me.