1 comments/ 6632 views/ 2 favorites The Perfect Man Ch. 01 By: QuietSurprise The glass flew through the air narrowly missing its intended target's head and exploded against the wall. "YOU FUCKED HER???" screamed Anna, as she reached for the next nearest thing. By the time her fingers had closed around the silver saltshaker he'd gone, slamming the door behind him. Twin trails of angered anguish trickled down her cheeks. So that was the end of that -- another guy to cross off the list, just one more who had swept Anna of her feet and then dropped her on her arse. She'd always had trouble finding the right guy -- a guy wasn't an issue, at five foot seven with a curvy figure she could go into any bar any walk out with pretty much any guy. Possibly even some of the girls, were she that way inclined. She wanted someone who was passionate but sensitive, thoughtful but spontaneous, caring but not clingy. Why did it seem that these desired attributes were mutually exclusive? The caring guys were a flop in bed -- often literally; the passionate guys were very passionate, nearly always so passionate that they couldn't refine it to just one girl and the caring guys just asked how she was feeling too many times. Anna knew that her expectations were high, possibly even unrealistic, but she couldn't help chasing the perfect man. He was out there somewhere -- he had to be! A thoughtful lover, who remembered birthdays and anniversaries, brought her flowers that weren't an apology, but who could also screw her brains out when she needed it. Anna pulled open the fridge door, grabbed a bottle of white wine and sat down on the couch. She unscrewed the lid and took a large, very unladylike swig from the bottle. As she felt the cool liquid flowing from the bottle's neck into hers she started to dwell on the perfect man. Again. 'What would be ideal,' she pondered, 'would be if it were like buying a car. You could pick the specifications from a brochure, take a test run and when you were happy, take one home.' She unleashed a heavy sigh and took another heavy swallow of the wine. It was a real shame to find that Clive had cheated on her, not least for the infidelity, but because Anna had been looking forward to an evening of no holds barred sex, and Clive really knew how to work her to both of their satisfactions. Anna always had multiple orgasms when she was with him, but even these were not worth being two-timed for. She cursed his name again and took a third large swallow from the bottle. As she did, her tongue circled the rim of the bottle and starting to work down the neck before she realised what it was doing. "Damn I need some cock!" she thought. Another night with the toys was on the cards for Anna, not ideal, but better than nothing. She switched the TV on and surfed through the channels trying to quell her libido until bedtime. Unfortunately nearly every channel was filled with pretty people; a few scenes that until fairly recently would have been considered to be pornographic by some. It wasn't working! Her tongue was circling the neck of the bottle again and her thighs were rubbing against each other. Trying to scratch an itch. Anna decided she'd lost the fight and her horniness had conquered her. Standing up, she looked at the bottle and was surprised to see it was almost empty. Tilting her head and the bottle she drained the contents and left it on the table. Anna made her way through the living room to the stairs and began the ascent to her bedroom; she'd known the night would end here, but had been hoping for company. As she walked through the door Anna started to peel her clothes off and drop them on the floor en route to the bathroom. She passed the full-length mirror as her skirt hit the plush carpet and stopped to admire the lingerie she had chosen for Clive; a silky black push up bra with a purple rose embroidered on the left cup, which made her ample breasts look phenomenal. A matching thong split the soft orbs of her bottom, the dark material between the creamy cheeks looking almost indecent. Finally she'd decided tonight was the night that Clive got the stockings. It wasn't often that Anna wore them, and when she did the lucky man had to have earned them. Clive had managed this but lost the privilege before he'd even realised it. Being taller than average, Anna's legs were longer than average and as a result looked spectacular in the sheer black silk that encased them, all but a gap of about 6 inches at the top where the thicker black band at the top gave way to the succulent, smooth skin of her thigh. The suspender straps were the only things to intrude on this perfect flesh. Anna sighed, went into her en suite bathroom and started to peel off the whole ensemble. She stopped as she pushed her bra strap over her shoulder, catching her reflection in the mirror. Anna made eye contact with herself and pushed the strap down slowly, smoothly. The action was repeated on the other side before she reached back and unclipped it. Instead of letting it fall right away, she held it in place, covering her breasts, teasing herself. The wine must have been stronger than she thought to have had this effect on her! As she continued to watch the woman on the other side of the mirror undress, Anna felt herself getting hotter and wetter. The moisture was close to escaping from her pussy and making a run for it down her thigh. She finally dropped the bra and stared in amazement at her breasts, as if she was a teenage boy, and this the first time he'd seen boobs without a staple just below them. Anna slowly ran her hands over her breasts, covering every inch of them but avoiding her nipples. She enjoyed the feeling of her breasts on her hands as much as she was enjoying having her hands on her breasts. The firmness of the flesh, the soft, smoothness of the skin... the rigid peak of her nipple! As her fingers fondled and teased the rigid point a shiver ran down her spine and the dam between her thighs burst. Her bottom lip had worked between her teeth as she bit lightly to stifle the moans. Anna succumbed to the pleasure and let go as her body trembled and spasmed. This was the first time she had ever had an orgasm through her breasts alone -- but hopefully not the last! Anna turned from the mirror and looked over her shoulder to keep herself in view. Her eyes were drawn to her arse and she now knew why eyes tended to follow her wherever she went. She'd never thought her arse was bad, but tonight she knew it was spectacular. She reached behind and stroked it; slowly running her hand over her left buttock she curled her fingers slightly and pulled her nails up over the skin, Another shiver ensued, followed by a moan. What was wrong with her tonight? There was no stopping to answer her question, Anna just continued to caress and grope herself, alternating between loving touches and lustful ones. Before she realised it was happening her hand was lifting away from her cheek before it swung back down and landed with a slap. She jerked at the feeling, but did it again and again -- after all, she was being a very naughty girl! Slender thumbs were hooked into the waistband of her panties and slid the wisp of material down past her hips and let them fall from the middle of her thighs to the bathroom floor. Anna turned to face the mirror again and stared at her pussy; she had taken the care to trim it well, all that remained was a small lightning bolt, its tip pointing to her clit. Juice covered the insides of her thighs and began lapping over the tops of her stockings. She couldn't remember ever being this horny and certainly not on her own. Both hands snaked their way down her body, from her breasts over her belly and stopped at her pussy. Her left hand stopped next to her pussy, resting just inside her thigh whilst her right found the tip of the lightning and started to move in small circles. Anna threw her head back as the pleasure hit her, but quickly pulled focus back to the wanton hussy in the mirror. Frantic fingers worked in faster circles now, rubbing harder, more intensely and then easing off as she got close to the edge. Bracing herself against the sink, her legs were turning to jelly. Anna caught her clit between her finger and thumb and started to twist it, gently at first and then rougher and rougher until she climaxed, screaming at herself in the glass. It still wasn't enough to satisfy. She stumbled to her bed, shedding the last of her lingerie in the way. She collapsed onto the bed and reached across to the drawer for her toys. Anna pulled out a small plug and a large vibrator. Substituting for the wine bottle earlier, she put the plug between her voluptuous lips and started to circle the tip with her tongue before pushing it further in. it was only about 3 inches long and not very thick, but it was enough to make things more interesting in the bedroom. After a couple of minutes during which the plug was well bathed in Anna's saliva, she pulled it out of her mouth and trailed it through her pussy juice before she placed the tip against the opening of her arse. Her left hand guided it, whilst her right spread herself to ease its passage. Biting her lip again, Anna gave it the final push and it was in. she shuddered as it settled in place and writhed her hips to feel it. Now the main event! Not to belittle what she had done to herself in the bathroom, Anna had always had better orgasms through penetration: if her clit set off fireworks, her G-spot, erupted in explosions. To satisfy her oral urges, the vibrator found its way between her lips; this was not the warm up any more! Anna had always enjoyed giving blow jobs; felt powerful when she was on her knees, craved the feeling of a cock growing in her mouth, or exploding down her throat. She loved it! There was to be no growing or exploding tonight, but she knew that she was going to get a good mouthful without the downside of someone being too eager and trying to choke her. As with the plug, which was now nestled between her luscious cheeks, she started to circle the tip with her tongue, working some spit to lube it up and ease its passage between her lips. It didn't take long. Thirty seconds later there was three inches of purple latex between her lips, filling her mouth and pointing at the back of her throat. She pushed a little further and felt the bulbous head press against the soft tissue of her throat. Anna could deep throat almost any length -- it was something her roommate at university had taught her one night after too much Lambrini. She swallowed and felt more of it pass between her lips, and again, and again. She now had the whole length in her mouth, much of it down her throat before slowly pulling it out and gasping for air. The feeling of near suffocation had always been a thrill for her -- as long as she was controlling it. Her chest still heaving, she spread her lips with her left hand and pushed the vibrator where it truly belonged with her right. There was little resistance, given Anna's heightened state of desire and very soon she was working the whole length in and out of her soaking pussy. She could feel the juices running out of her and gathering around the butt plug helping it to shuffle in and out with every rock of her pelvis. She switched the vibrate mode on to high and found her hand blurring away between her thighs. She was possessed of a sexual fury that she had not known was in her, but looked forward to finding again. Sweat was forming all over her body and she felt a bead running down into her cleavage, between her breasts, and down the side of her stomach. The vibrator was doing its job, and Anna's hips were twitching and spasming as she built up to a crescendo. With an almighty scream she gripped the headboard with her left hand and arched her back, throwing her pelvis to the skies and embracing her most primal instincts. Her body was wracked with pleasure for days and nights, until the waves stopped crashing, and the tide slowly went out again, leaving the storm ravaged shores to recover from the relentless battering. She collapsed a sweaty, sticky mess on the bed and peeled her fingers from the headboard to see the pattern carved into the wood was now also carved into the palm of her hand and fingers. Her chest was still heaving, her breasts rising and falling like an aftershock from a powerful earthquake. "Holy shit, I'm good!" Anna whispered to herself as she crawled out of bed and staggered back into the bathroom. She pulled the plug out and put it in the sink along with the vibrator -- she could clean those tomorrow; right now she needed a quick shower and then to get some sleep. *********************** This was my first story in this category, and given the subject, combined with my gender, I had very limited personal experience to draw upon... I'd appreciate any feedback and comments. I would also like to thank those that helped guide me where I may have strayed. The Perfect Man Ch. 02 Please read the "Perfect Man" before reading this. This story is a continuation of that story. * It had been a week since Justin had seen Sandra. He talked to her on the phone everyday, but she had refused to see him until another week had passed. When he would ask to see her she would always remind him of what she had told him the last time they saw each other. "I said I would see you in two weeks. Didn't I?" "Yes, you did. I'm sorry." Responded Justin. "It's okay, I understand. I know you are excited to see me, but we have rules to stick too remember?" "Yes, I understand." "Okay good. Now, you have your list of chores, so why don't you get started on them." The first few days after his last encounter with Sandra, Justin constantly reflected upon the events that unfolded within the last few weeks. In the span of three weeks he had been locked in a chastity device, used for Sandra's own pleasure, denied orgasm, and milked against his will. On top of all that, Sandra would give him a list of chores to do in the morning, which included picking up and doing her laundry, folding her clothes, grocery shopping, etc.... She expected that all of his assigned chores be finished by the end of each day. His life had changed dramatically in only a three week span. Justin felt a mix of emotions. He felt angry, and sad, but a part of him felt excited and content at the same time. He was deeply confused with the whole situation, but still, he couldn't wait to see her. After the full two weeks had elapsed, Justin went to go see Sandra like he was instructed. Nervously he rang the bell and waited. After a few minutes she opened the door. "Hello Sandra." Greeted Justin "Hey Justin, come on in. I have been waiting for you." "Have a seat on the couch." She instructed Justin took a seat on the couch and Sandra sat directly next to him. Just being in her presence was making his dick stiffen, which was causing him pain because of the chastity device. Sandra saw Justin shifting around on the couch, and she immediately knew what was happening. "What's the matter? Do I make you uncomfortable?" she laughed. "Is your cock trying to get hard?" "Yes, it is." Justin replied "Hahahah, I figured that. It's been two weeks now since you have been locked up." "How's that going for you?" she questioned "It's hard. I used to masturbate almost everyday, and now I can't. Sometimes I feel like I am going to lose my mind." "I know. It's going to take getting used to, but just look at the difference already. You used to waste all of that time jerking-off, and looking at porn, but now you are using your time more wisely and getting more done. Just look at all of the chores you are able to get done now. Not only that, but I can definitely see a change in your attitude too, and it's only been a few weeks." "Anything else?" she questioned "I feel sad and content at the same time? It's really weird." Sandra smirked, "It's not weird at all Justin. What you are feeling is perfectly normal." "It is?" "Yes, you see, you feel sad because this is a new experience for you, and your mind is still trying to hold on to your old way of life, but don't worry you will adjust. It is like quitting an old bad habit like smoking. One part of your mind is telling you to have a cigarette, and the other is telling you that you shouldn't, but after a while you choose the right path and you feel content. The same goes for the situation you are in now. You feel some sadness because one part of your life is ending, and you feel content because you are starting to realize that you are now on the correct path." "What is the correct path?" questioned Justin "The correct path for you is to serve." "What do you mean serve?" "To serve me." Explained Sandra "That contentment and feeling of satisfaction you feel is because you have been serving me, both sexually and in chores. See Justin, a real man serves his woman, and her needs come before his at all times. Somewhere along the line men have forgotton this, and they treat their women like shit. They expect them to do the laundry, watch the kids, etc.....and on top of all that, they expect their women to have sex with them whenever they demand it." "More and more women are taking a stand and they are showing their men the correct path in a happy relationship. Once they realize their place, they are much happier too." "Do you understand Justin?" "Hmm..... yeah, kind of." "Women are superior too men. A man's main job in life is to be used by his woman for her pleasure." "I know you are still a little confused, but don't worry, soon you will realize your true path in life. That's the reason for the chastity device. It will ensure that you will listen and follow the correct path, because when a woman controls a man's cock, she has total control of him. See how attentive you have been since you have had it on and are not able to have an orgasm without my permission? "Yea, I have no choice." Responded Justin "Exactly, without it, you would just jerk-off like you always do, and you wouldn't be attentive to anyone but yourself. Think of it as a training device. I'm going to show you how to be a real man." "Would you like that?" she questioned as she began to lick his neck "Ye....ah. I would." Justin responded as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the waves of pleasure going through his body. "That's a gooooooood boy" She encouraged "Now, let's go in the bedroom." She led Justin into the bedroom by his hand and pushed him on the bed. She began to take her clothes off while Justin watched. "Take off your shirt." She commanded Justin quickly removed his shirt, and she climbed on top of his chest. "Now, put your hands above your head and don't move them." She instructed Justin immediately obeyed her orders. Sandra slid back a little and spread her legs eagle while sitting on Justin's chest. She used her hands and spread apart the lips of her delicious pussy. Sandra was shaved bald, so Justin could see every inch of her already wet pussy. "Like what you see?" she questioned "Oh, its so beautiful." He said as he watched the dim light of the room glistening off of her wet, creamy pussy. "I know it is, and you are going to learn to worship it Justin." Sandra began to tease and play with her pussy while Justin watched. She began by rubbing her clit, so more creamy juice would leak from her pussy. Justin watched as more and more pussy juice collected at the entrance of Sandra's pussy. Slowly, she reached down and rubbed some of this pussy juice all over the rest of her pussy, and used it as a lubricant as she massaged her clit. Justin's cock ached painfully, as it struggled to expand beyond its confines. Justin began to shift around in the bed as his cock became more and more uncomfortable. "Try and control it." Sandra commanded. "You have to learn to fight and control that urge until it is time. My pleasure comes first remember?" Sandra continued to rub her clit. She could feel her orgasm building as she increased the pressure and intensity. "I'm cumming!" she screamed as her body stuttered in orgasm. "Oh......That felt so fucking good!" she said as she tried to catch her breath. "I think I need another one." Sandra straddled Justin's face. "Lick my pussy." She commanded "Lick up all of my pussy juice." Justin began to lap away at Sandra's pussy. She was so wet, that he had to initially swallow several times, because of all the pussy juice he was lapping up. "Thaaaaaaaat's it! Lick it good!" she moaned "Get your tongue in deep!' "Tell me how good it tastes?" "Oh.....it tastes so good!" he said in-between breaths. She rode Justin's face for a good forty minutes, forcing him to bring her to three different orgasms. Finally, satisfied and tired, she collapsed on the bed next to him. After catching her breath, she leaned over and caressed the side of his face. "That was amazing." "You did a good job!" She praised "Thank you." Replied Justin "Don't you feel good knowing that you brought me pleasure? Questioned Sandra "Yes, actually I do." Responded Justin "I know you do." Said Sandra with a smile "And In time you will realize it more and more." "Now, I see we still have some work to do before you learn to control your cock huh?" "I saw you shifting around on the bed when your cock was trying to get out of its cage, but don't worry, we will work on that. What we need to do now is drain your balls again." Justin got an excited look on his face. Sandra smirked, "Not the way that you are thinking." Justin's smile began to fade as he realized what she was referring too. "I know you don't like this too much, but it is necessary. We are still at the beginning stages of your training and we have made progress. An orgasm now would ruin all of that hard work, and if we don't drain your balls you might have a wet dream and ruin everything. Do you understand?" "I won't have a wet dream. I promise." Justin pleaded, trying to talk his way out of another prostate milking. Sandra laughed, realizing what Justin was trying to do. "Now Justin, you know that you have no control over something like that. It's your bodies natural way of releasing the cum stored in your balls when you haven't had an orgasm in an extended period of time." Realizing that he wasn't going to be able to get out of this, he stopped trying to talk his way out of it. "I understand." He replied "I know you do." Sandra said as she caressed the side of his face. "Now take off your pants for me." Justin did as he was told, and Sandra went and gathered the necessary items. She returned with a bucket of ice, a tube of lubrication, and a set of hand cuffs. "This is only your second time getting a milking Justin, so just to be safe I am going to handcuff you again. Plus, I need to take off your chastity when we are done, so that I can clean you. I don't want you to try and touch yourself. One day we won't need these, but for now we do." She handcuffed his hands to the headboard again, and proceeded to squirt some lube on her fingers and onto Justin's asshole. "Now, remember what I told you last time Justin. Breath in-and-out for me, and just try to relax okay." "Okay, I will try." Replied Justin Sandra slowly began to insert a finger into Justin's asshole. Sandra could tell that Justin was clenching up. "Just keep breathing in-and-out." She instructed Slowly she slid her finger all of the way in, and kept it in for a few seconds, so Justin could get used to the sensation again. She took a piece of ice from the bucket and began to rub Justin's balls with it. This must have taken Justin's mind off of the finger in his ass, because she felt him loosen up a little. She then located his prostate and began to rub it. "You are doing great." She praised. "If you keep being a good boy for me like you have been, soon you will get that orgasm that I know you have been craving." "I will do anything you ask me too." Responded Justin "That's a good boy." Sandra loved milking Justin. She loved watching his facial expressions as he lost control of his own cum. The feeling of power it gave her was intense, and she loved every minute of it. After about 10 minutes of massaging his prostate, cum started to ooze from Justin's locked up cock. She could see the inside of the clear chastity device filling with cream. Justin started to wiggle and shift on the bed. "Try and stay still now Justin. We are almost there." "Don't try and fight it. The more you squirm the longer it's going to take. Just relax and let it flow." Justin obeyed and tried his best to stay as still as possible. Sandra could tell that the milking was intense for him this time, because he knew what to expect. Last time it was a new experience for him, so he didn't resist as much. Plus, Sandra was getting better with her technique, and she was using a little more pressure on his prostate than she did last time. She also milked him far longer than she did last time; just to be sure his balls were completely empty. "Ohhhhhh....Look how much cum was in your balls this time!" "Do your balls feel empty now?' she questioned. "Ye.......ss." stammered Justin as he fought to try and remain still on the bed." "Good, I think we are done now." Sandra said as she slowly withdrew her finger from Justin's ass. "You did great!' she complimented "Now, let's clean you up." Sandra proceeded to unlock Justin's chastity device. "I will be right back." Said Sandra She returned with a rag soaked in warm water, and began to clean Justin's genitals. "You know Justin; you have been a really good boy about all of this, and I really am proud of you." She praised "I knew you would come along, but I didn't think you would do this well." "Thank you!" answered Justin. Sandra proceeded to unlock Justin's handcuffs. "Since you have been so obedient, I won't use these handcuffs on you again. How's that sound?" "Sounds great!" Justin replied with a smile. When Sandra was done cleaning Justin, she reattached his chastity device. "Okay, you're all set." "Thanks." Answered Justin. "When can I see you again?" asked Justin "Maybe next week." Replied Sandra "On your way out, I left a new list of chores for you on the table, so grab it okay." "Okay." Answered Justin "Actually, I was thinking. I hope I'm not out of line in asking you this, but what about if I just move in with you?" asked Justin "Move in?" said Sandra with a puzzled look on her face. "Hmmmmm......I haven't thought about that." "It would be great!" said Justin excitedly "I.........don't know." Questioned Sandra. "I would be able to better serve you if I lived with you." "This is true." Said Sandra as she thought about the idea. "This is still kind of new Justin. I don't think you are ready yet to serve me fully." "I think I am." Justin said as he tried to convince Sandra. "Look, I haven't told you this yet, but I......I......miss you when we don't see each other. I think the not seeing you part is harder than the chastity part." "Awwwwww.....That's so sweet Justin." Replied Sandra with a smirk on her face. Sandra couldn't believe that Justin had fallen for her so fast. She figured that it would take at least several months for the chastity to work its magic on him. Either that or Justin was really a true submissive, and didn't even know it. Either way, she liked what she was hearing. To tell the truth, she was kind of falling for him too. She loved how obedient he was to her, but she wasn't going to make this that easy, and he was still going to have to prove himself to her. "Okay Justin, you can stay here three days a week, and if you prove yourself worthy, then you can move in full time." "Oh thank you! I promise I will do my best to serve you." Justin moved in the next day. He stayed at Sandra's three days a week, and waited on her hand and foot. Justin did all of the chores, including laundry, cleaning, cooking, and shopping. He even gave Sandra a nightly sponge bath. After her sponge bath, he would service her orally until she climaxed at least twice. This arrangement went on for a full month. One night after Justin had finished cooking dinner; Sandra sat him on the couch. "You know Justin; you have been doing a wonderful job." "Thank you!" replied Justin. "Am I serving you properly?" "Yes, you are." Sandra replied "I'm glad you are happy." Answered Justin "May I move in now full time?" "The answer is yes, you can, but before we discuss that, I wanted to let you know that we have a guest coming over tomorrow night." "We do?" "Yes, we do. My friend Valery is coming over for dinner, and I want you to cook her favorite dinner for her." "Okay. I can do that." "I know you can. I have left the list of things you will need on the table. It has to be ready by 8 okay?" "Okay, I will have it ready for you guys." "That's a good boy." Replied Sandra as she gave Justin a big wet kiss. The next day Justin began to prepare the meal that he was instructed to prepare. He prepared an appetizer of a garden salad, an entrée of veal marsala, and a freshly baked chocolate cake topped with fresh strawberries. "Smells good." Complimented Sandra "Its almost 8, so Val should be here soon." At 7:45 the bell rang. "Oh, she must be early." Sandra said as she walked towards the door. "Hey Val! Come on in." Val was carrying a brown bag with her. "I will take that." Sandra said. "Val, this is Justin." Sandra said as she introduced them. Val was a decent looking girl, not very pretty and a little on the heavy side. "Nice to meet you Justin." Val said with a smile as they shook hands. "Nice to meet you too." Replied Justin "Let's go have a seat on the couch Val while Justin finishes up." "Okay." Replied Val "Justin, bring us some water." The girls sat on the couch and Justin brought them each a bottle of water. He then opened the bottles and handed it to them. "Dinner will be ready in 10 minutes ladies." Justin said as he headed back to the kitchen. "Wow! I can't believe how well trained he is." Said Val in amazement "I told you." Replied Sandra "I know you told me, but I didn't believe you till now." "And this is all from the chastity device you were telling me about?" "Well, I think he already had it in him, but the chastity definitely directed him to the right path." Sandra said laughing "Hahahah, Yeah I see that." Responded Val "The chastity is a wonderful thing. It gives a woman complete power over her man." "Wow I can't believe it!" Val responded. Still in amazement. "Well, believe it. I mean look, I told him to make your favorite meal and he is making it right?" "Yeah, I see." "Dinners ready!" Justin announced from the kitchen. The girls sat down at the kitchen table, and Justin served each of them before sitting down and serving himself. "This is delicious." Complimented Val "Thank you." Responded Justin After dinner was over, Justin cleaned up while the girls watched. "I think I am going to try the chastity thing with my asshole boyfriend." Said Val "You should!" "It will shape him up real quick!" replied Sandra as they both began to laugh "That's not even the best part! The best part is coming next." Said Sandra "Oh yeah, I can't wait!" replied Val 'Did you bring what I asked?" asked Sandra "Yes, it's in the bag." Replied Val "But I don't think he is going to go for it. "Oh he will. Trust me." "Justin, come here." Ordered Sandra "The reason why Val is here is because I was telling her how obedient and how good of a servant you are, but she didn't believe me, so I wanted her to see for herself. Tell her who you love to serve." "I love to serve Sandra." Justin replied without hesitation "That's a good boy." "Tonight Justin, I have a special treat for you. You are going to serve both of us, and if you do exactly what you're told, you can move in with me full time. Sound good?" "Yes! Replied Justin." "Let's go to the bedroom." Sandra said as she led Justin by the hand. "Strip Justin, and lay down on the bed." Val watched as Justin undressed. She was fascinated by the chastity device he was still wearing. "Wow! That's so cool." She remarked "Indeed it is." Sandra smirked "Can I go first?" Val questioned. "Of course you can." Val undressed, and climbed on Justin's chest. "Sandra told me what a good pussy licker you have become, so prove her right." Val straddled Justin's face and he began to lap up her pussy juices. "How's that taste Justin?" asked Val "Delicious." Commented Justin The Perfect Man Ch. 02 She stepped out of the water refreshed and clean, but no less tired. A quick towelling off and she was ready for bed. She looked at the sheets and decided they definitely needed to be changed in the morning! Now, however, it was time to sleep. Her head hit the pillow and before she had time to reflect on what had happened, she was drifting away from consciousness and into sleep. Anna found herself in a large building with a very open plan to it. The surfaces were all white or chrome and very well polished. Men were stood on plinths around the room making Anna think she had wandered into some pretentious club, but there was no music and no one was drinking. "Hello, welcome to Man-Nificent. Is there anything I can help you with this afternoon?" A woman had appeared behind her wearing a smart skirt suit and carrying a magazine or brochure with the company name on it. "Where... What is this?" Anna stammered. The woman smiled, her eyes twinkling as the corners of her mouth drew up to reveal perfect white teeth and a soft pink tongue. "This is Man-Nificent -- a place where the discerning woman can choose a man -- and all his qualities!" Anna looked blank. "I see this is your first visit; let me show you around." The woman gently took Anna's elbow and steered her to one of the plinths. On it stood a handsome man, with a tanned, possibly Mediterranean complexion. He was dressed in a two-piece suit, shirt open at the neck and no tie. "This is the Paolo, very popular; we can change the hair colour, make a few alterations to the facial hair and so on. Of course he is available with a wide range of clothes. Or none at all..." She winked and Anna felt she was missing something. 'The Paolo?' She was whisked across to the next plinth where a well-muscled black man stood smiling. His head was shaved and he was wearing sunglasses and not much else... "This is the George." The woman was twisting her hair around in her fingers and staring like a lusty teenager. She caught herself and in a conspiratorial whisper said, "He's my favourite..." "Very nice," muttered Anna -- she meant it, but was too confused to know what exactly was going on. That 'the' was there again. "Obviously, these are just the cosmetics; you can have a proper look around in a moment, but first I want to talk to you about the real reason behind Man-Nificent." This caught Anna's attention -- finally some idea of what was going on! "Have you ever had a man that looked perfect -- but turned out not to be? Don't answer that, we all have." Anna stood opened mouthed, surprised at the speed with which she'd been cut off. The saleswoman was now on a roll, no doubt about to burst into a well-rehearsed spiel about how all men are bastards. That was exactly what came next; whether it was all personal experience, or if it was a speech written by someone behind the scenes was hard to tell, but whichever it was, it seemed like a call to arms. As the tale of woe wrapped up, a new invigoration overcame the saleswoman. "Now, at Man-Nificent, we can send every woman away with the man she wants, nay, deserves! You choose the body, we program in the personality you take him home -- what could be better?" Anna was amazed, but could tell the woman believed every word she'd just said. "How? How does it work? Are you brainwashing them?" The woman laughed; a sound that was foreign in this ultra-modern environment, and seemed utterly inappropriate given the question asked. "Oh my, no! We make them! The Paolo, the George, the Bruce -- they're all cyborgs! We've cracked the technology that makes them look, act and feel human, but that also allows us to fit an off switch so you can pack them away if you want some 'me time'. I know it's a bit Terminator, but the reliability is flawless -- the only time you'll find one of our men with another woman is if she has the same model, or you're into that sort of thing." Another wink. Anna was speechless -- The Perfect Man! The possibilities running through her mind were endless -- she slipped into a near trance as she tried to decide what she wanted. She too liked the George, those muscles, the dark eyes, the perfect smile... at least one decision had been made. "George. I want the George," she almost demanded. "A very good selection madam, I have one myself and have never had a moment's regret or dissatisfaction!" I'll take you to Amy, who will run you through the personality options and we can get you started." A wide smile spread across Anna's face as she realised what she was now a part of -- she'd never be disappointed again! No more insensitive men, no more cheats, no more flops! All she had to do was tell someone what her perfect man was like, and she'd be able to take him home! She was steered to a corner office where a petite strawberry blonde stood up from behind her desk to greet her. The saleswoman disappeared smiling to herself -- she obviously enjoyed her job. Introductions were made, and then the true business began. Amy offered Anna a clipboard with a sheet of paper attached to it; a list of all the personality traits, the 'personal specifications' length, girth, even hair coverage -- these girls thought of everything! There was even a section for optional extras; realistic cum shots, vibrating tongue and self-lubricating hands for massages. Anna's pen was a blur across the page as she ticked the boxes, thought about what was essential and what wasn't and excitedly handed her choices back to Amy. A raised eyebrow and grin made Anna think that Amy approved -- a thought that was confirmed when she leant forward and whispered "I love a good cum shot too, it let's me know I did the job right!" Anna grinned and sat back, excited and full of anticipation. Amy reviewed the form again and typed the data into her computer. "Ok, that's processing. Your George should be ready in about 35 minutes." "So soon?? That's amazing!" Amy smiled and showed Anna to the waiting area where there was a looped video; it would show the advert for each 'man' and then testimonials from satisfied, and in many cases, nearly delirious customers. She had no idea how long she'd been watching for, but before she knew it her George was standing and waiting in the doorway. She felt a shiver up her spine as she saw him, and again when he offered his hand to her. She stepped forward and put her hand into his, his strong grip reassuring but not painful in any way. She walked out of the building and headed home, George listening to every word she said, paying attention to the things she pointed out and giving meaningful answers. Not only was he gorgeous, but he was sensitive and intelligent. Anna couldn't wait to get him home and see how he measured up elsewhere! She opened the gate and walked up the path, George following her. As she put her key in the door, he put his hand on her shoulder and turned her to face him, a sparkle in his brown eyes. Anna recognised the look, and felt the door against her back as George lifted her hands over her head and pinned her helpless against it. He stood inches away, looking her in the eyes before he lowered his head and began to kiss her neck. Anna gasped -- her neck was a sensitive area that most men seemed to ignore. She closed her eyes and let George do as he pleased... It was certainly pleasing her! She felt his nose trace a line up her neck, past her jaw and to her ear. A deep voice rumbled "You are so beautiful." Then she felt his teeth on her earlobe, more shivers raced through her body, she could feel warmth radiate from her core and spread downwards until she was sure she was glowing. George pulled away from her ear, but kept her pinned to the door; "Shall we go inside, or do it right here on the doorstep?" He kissed her, a soft peck on the lips and waited for Anna to respond. "I...Inside... But now!" Anna couldn't wait much longer; she was on fire and needed to be satisfied. She fumbled to twist her key in the lock and fought the door handle until George leant past her and calmly twisted the knob and pushed the door inward with his fingertips. Anna attacked him again, her lips mashing against his, her tongue wrestling his. She pulled him inside the house and swung the door shut behind them. Now it was her turn to pin him. Anna threw her leg around him, wrapping it around his thigh as she rapidly fought to open the buttons on his shirt. She lost patience after the first two and pulled with all her strength, popping buttons and ripping buttonholes, but ultimately exposing the chiselled abs she so desired. She gripped the back of his neck and pulled him towards her; again their mouths met. George's programming detected Anna was being dominant and let her control the pace, following her leads and submitting to her desires. Anna's hand dragged down George's neck across his pectorals and continued down his abs, where it rested as she caught her breath. Panting, she said "Let's see if they got the specifications right here too..." With that her hand continued lower until it was over the still-growing bulge. She unfastened the belt, button and zipper and started to push the dark blue denim down his dark brown thighs. The boxer shorts followed soon after. George slid his shoes off, stepped out of the puddle of material at his feet and stood against the wall in the remains of his shirt. Anna took half a step back to admire the view, her jaw dropping open. She'd requested a "medium" length and "thick" girth -- she was now curious to see what "long" was. The thought of 'enormous' just plain frightened her! George was about 9 inches long and at least 4 inches around -- easily bigger than Clive, or any of Anna's other past lovers. She kissed him again and chewed softly at his bottom lip as her hand tried to wrap around him. There was a clear gap between her thumb and forefinger and she had to look for herself -- she'd never had this problem before, though she wasn't about to start complaining now. She moved her hand up and down his length and enjoyed the appreciative groans. She stepped back a little and let out a thin stream of spit to help lubricate the work at hand. The glistening black meat in her fist was amazing -- it felt so real, even down to the occasional twitch and throb as George's programming relayed the contact to his processors, converted this into desire impulses and elicited the correct responses. "That feels so good," rumbled the dark velvet voice. Anna sped up a little and watched how her new toy reacted -- far better than her Rabbit! She got to her knees and started to work her tongue around the ridge of his penis, flickering from time to time and pressing hard at others. The twitches became more frequent and as she cupped his balls in her left hand she felt him squirt his synthetic cum all over her face; it hit her lips and chin and then dripped onto her chest before running down her cleavage. She let out a disappointed sigh; "I thought you were meant to be perfect, and here you are firing off already!" George smiled; "I'm not done yet, baby." Knowing that gave Anna a new determination and she began the clean up, swiping away the ropes of creamy white goo with her tongue, sucking the last drops from his tip and swallowing -- it tasted like white chocolate with a hint of coconut. Anna had often been mocked by her girlfriends for enjoying the taste of fresh spunk, but this was a damn sight better! As the last drops were swallowed with a satisfied gulp, Anna began to suck again, moving her mouth back and forth down his shaft. She felt a large, but gentle hand on the back of her head, encouraging her but not forcing her to take him deeper. This was to be her biggest challenge to date -- she'd managed to swallow any length previously offered to her, but this was not only longer, but it was a lot thicker than she'd ever had before. Saliva bathed George's impressive cock as Anna worked her lips further down his shaft, determined to maintain and unbeaten record! She felt the head work into her throat and past her well-tamed gag reflex. The pounding of her heart filled the room as adrenaline surged and blood tried to power the short supply of oxygen to where it was needed. "A bit more... Nearly......" Then she felt her nose against his well trimmed hair. She opened her eyes and was rewarded with the chiselled abs she'd often seen in magazines but never taken home until today. She looked up to see George smiling down at her, stroking her hair; "That's amazing -- I knew you could do it!" God bless that programming! No doubt if Anna had been in a dirty mood it would have made him growl, "Take it bitch!" As Anna started to struggle for breath, the moment's achievement and feeling of pride almost making her forget how important air was, she felt the pressure lift from the back of her head. Her eyes were streaming with tears as she withdrew the mass of hard flesh from her throat; that was when she felt it start to twitch again. Knowing what was about to happen, Anna rediscovered her purpose and started to pump her fist around the base as the tip finally left her throat. Her hand and tongue worked in unison as George unleashed a load bigger than the last, flooding her mouth and running down her chin again. The sweet taste of chocolaty coconut made Anna grin to herself. The clean up complete (again) George helped Anna to her feet and kissed her; tenderly, he took her face in his hands, brushed his lips across hers and ran his tongue across her top lip. This was also a first; no man had ever kissed her after cumming in her mouth, unless she'd gone and brushed her teeth first. Admittedly, things might have been different it everyone tasted as sweet... Now that Anna's heart had slowed to near normal, and her breathing was more even she was ready to upset the equilibrium with more pleasure -- this time her own. "Make me cum," she snarled at George, "use me like the brazen slut I am!" Instantly George's eyes went from loving and caring to horny and dominant. Reversing the roles as they had first staggered through the door, George took hold of Anna's dress and tugged hard. Anna struggled to stay upright and George's biceps bulged from the effort of tearing her dress off. She stood in only her blue bra and boxer-briefs. Passion boiling in them both, it wasn't long before these were also in shreds on the floor and Anna stood, breasts rising and falling rapidly in a series of shallow breaths. George pinned her with his eyes, examining every inch of her body as the corners of his mouth turned up and his jutting cock twitched. He circled her until she was between him and the stairs. A mighty shove put Anna's arse on the carpet of the third step as he bore down on her, pushing his tongue between her lips and gripping her left breast roughly in his hand. Anna was in heaven; whilst on occasion she liked the softly-softly approach of 'making love' she'd take a good fucking nine times out of ten. Strong hands continued to maul her breasts as George lifted off her, pulling her bottom lip between his teeth, letting it slip more and more until it was released. She then felt those same teeth on her neck, latching onto her flesh and digging ever so gently in. they released and reattached further down, broad strokes of his tongue tantalised her as he moved lower and lower. Anna gripped the banister rail as she felt his firm body brush against her straining nipples, her breath caught in her throat as his breath warmed them, condensed on her skin and mingled with her sweat and the remains of his juice. Anna was at his mercy, letting herself be teased by her cybernetic lover, waiting to see how his programming would make him behave next. Teeth dug into her right breast as they had into her neck earlier; her grip tightened on the banister and her free hand found its way to the back of George's head. This was obviously seen as taking liberties; no sooner had she let it rest there, than she found it pinned to the stair above her head. "Don't forget who's in charge now," she was cautioned, George grinning back at her. He started to nibble closer and closer to her nipple, mixing nips, licks, and sucks as he went. There was a trail of saliva and red marks now running down her neck, across her chest and waiting to be made on her breasts. She prayed it would lead lower! She felt warm moisture engulfing her breast; a powerful tongue flickered across her nipple send shivers through her body. She looked down to see George watching her watching him. When their eyes made contact he sucked hard and his tongue began to vibrate. The optional extras were certainly worth getting! Anna was getting hotter and hotter, her breathing shallower and it wasn't long before she was moaning and groaning. The vibrating left her body, but before she had time to be disappointed it was back, this time on her other nipple. Renewed pleasure coursed through her, electricity sparked in her brain as the sensations raced across her skin. She tightened her grip on the banister again and fought to free the hand George was holding captive, to no avail. A scream loosed from her lips and began to explore the narrow hall and stairwell, expanding and echoing before being bolstered by another and another. Exhausted, the fight left Anna's body and she collapsed on the stairs This session was far from over though. George released her hand, gripped her hips and moved her up two steps. This brought her dripping pussy level with his face. She hadn't noticed the vibrating stop, but now that she was in control, well nearly, of her breathing, and her moans had turned to quiet whimpers she could only hear the silence its absence left. Those teeth again. She felt them on her inner thigh, gently scraping against the skin, which was now slick with a combination of saliva, sweat and quim juice. George's teeth could glide across her sensitive skin until he chose to let them dig in, switch up the sensations Anna was getting and if he chose to bite, switch them around all together. Whatever George was doing with his mouth, it was moving closer to her centre. She could feel his simulated breath on her lightning bolt, the short hairs bending against the force. Rough kisses were now being planted on the creases where her thighs met; Anna willed them inwards, tried to mentally push them onto her pussy but to no avail. The teasing was driving her nuts, but she knew it would be worth the wait -- if what he had done to her boobs was anything to go by! His nose started to trace a path as his tongue followed, finally moving to where Anna was most in need. Whilst her earlier orgasm had taken her breath away, her second wind was building and ready to unleash a tornado. Contrasting all of the torment that was the build up, George now thrust his vibrating tongue between Anna's lips and started to rub her clit with his thumb. Anna bit her lip, stifling the shriek that was trying to escape her. This was incredible! The toys in her bedside drawer were now obsolete! His tongue continued to move in and out of her pussy until she was on the very brink of an orgasm, when it worked its way to her clit. A different kind of warmth was tingling in her now; she was very close to climaxing again, until she felt the sensation move lower. She was being teased again! She looked down to see George sucking her labia into his mouth, she could feel his tongue, no longer vibrating, running up and down the fragile skin, one side then the other. He clamped his mouth over her pussy, flickering his tongue all over her, dipping it between her silky folds and pulling it across her bulging button. Things when black for a moment; time stood still; sound stopped. Then all hell broke loose! Anna undid millennia of evolution as she struggled to create any sound more sophisticated than a grunt, her face twisting in primeval pleasure. Her pussy was on fire, her breath tearing from her throat and sweat running freely down her body. George sat up and smiled at her, his face soaked in juice, until he swept it into his mouth with that amazing tongue of his. The Perfect Man Ch. 02 As Anna struggled to gain control over herself she was flipped over onto her knees shoulders and face. She tried to lift herself up, but her arms were no use to her. She submitted, once more, to George's attentions and felt him press against her. She opened to accept him and felt his rigid meat pushing deeper inside her, until she was convinced he was going to penetrate her womb as well. He took a handful of her hair and pulled her face from the carpet on the step -- very considerate of him; carpet burns on the knees are one thing... She managed to flop her arms in front of her where her face had just been as she felt his balls press against the backs of her thighs. She'd taken him all again, though she wasn't too sure about going for the trifecta! Her hair was pulled again, harder this time, making her back arch and her breasts jut out in front of her. She looked down at the mixture of moisture in her cleavage; the various drips and trickles of sweat and cum were changing directions each time George buried himself inside her, grunting every time his thrust met her cervix. Anna had lost all track of time; they might have stumbled into the house, a state of high lust dominating them both thirty minutes ago, or they may have been at it for weeks. Pleasure seemed to be all she knew now; short jolts, slow building waves and internal bliss -- she couldn't imagine life without it now, trying to deny that there would ever be a time that this could end. A hand was now attending to her clit; the little pleasure point was being stroked by thick fingers and very quickly bringing her to another climax. George had detected this and sped up his thrusts to a rhythm that would be impossible for a mere man and began rubbing faster until Anna started to quiver again. He pressed hard against her clit, simultaneously thrusting and holding his hips firmly against her buttocks. A silent scream began to drop through the octaves finding voice as Anna reached her crescendo and curled her fingers into the carpet so tightly that she tore it from the tread. Judders and jolts shook her body until she collapsed again, her face once more resting on the step. She felt moisture trickling down the insides of her thighs as George shifted forwards and wrapped his strong arms around her, his chest pressing against her back as he kissed her neck once. "THAT was amazing." Anna was too out of breath to reply, only managing to nod weakly that she thought so too. George was withdrawing as his cock deflated, as in the normal run of things. He had seen her fragile and exhausted state, calculated that she was done and the program Rampant Bastard had been terminated. Drawing on all of her remaining energy, Anna shifted her weight so that she could roll and sit on the stairs. George was still on top of her, supporting his impressive frame on those toned arms, shielding her from the realities of the world. "Take me to bed," she murmured, "I'm fucked..." George scooped her up in his arms and did as commanded. Anna felt like a bride being carried over the threshold for the first time, with the exception that the sex had already happened. They ascended the stairs and George put her down on the cool cotton sheets, tucking the duvet on top of her before leaving the room. A few minutes later he returned. "Where did you go?" asked Anna in a small voice, it was evident that she felt abandoned; after such an intense and intimate experience the perfect man would not do anything other than cuddle straight in behind her and hold her until she fell asleep, warm and safe in his arms. "We made quite a mess downstairs; I had to clean it up before anything was stained," George said as he climbed into bed behind her, wrapping one arm across her breasts, and feeding the other beneath her neck so she could hold his hand. Unless he was doing that. The perfect man would clean up first and then relax with his lady. Anna felt his warmth behind her, her tangled hair moving with each breath. A content smile spread across her face as her eyes closed and she drifted away. George sensed she was no longer conscious and powered down. The Perfect Man Ch. 02 "Goooooood......Because Sandra said you loved dirty pussy, so I haven't washed my snatch in a week for you." "Of course he likes it." Commented Sandra as she watched Justin lap away at Sandra's pussy. "Don't be afraid to grind your clit into his face!" instructed Sandra. "Remember, he is here for our pleasure, not his." Val moaned in ecstasy as Justin used his skilled tongue on her pussy. He sank his tongue deep in her pussy as she grinded her clit on Justin's face. "Ohhhhhhh......you eat my pussy so fucking good!" screamed Val as she came all over Justin's face! "Oh that was fucking amazing!" Val said as her pussy was still contracting from her orgasm. "Wait till you try his cock!" Sandra said Sandra proceeded to unlock Justin's chastity device, and his cock began to spring to life. "Okay Justin, here is your chance to prove to me that you are worthy to move in with me and serve me. Do you think you are ready?" "Yes, I am!" Justin replied "Okay, I hope you are, because if not, I am going to lock you in your chastity for a year as punishment! Understand?" "Yes!" "Okay good. Now, Val is going to fuck your cock, and you better not cum!" "Go ahead Val! Use his cock for your pleasure." Val climbed on top of Justin, and slowly slid his cock into her pussy. Justin let out a low moan. "Ohh.....That feels good huh Justin?" Sandra said as she kissed his neck. "He is a virgin Val. Or should I say, was a virgin." Hahahahah "A virgin?" Val questioned as she moaned in pleasure. "He is going to cum quick." "No he won't. He knows better." Reassured Sandra "We have been practicing cock control. I started fucking him with four condoms at first, then three, then two; all the way down to one. He has never felt pussy without a condom on, so this is going to be hard for him, and he is going to squirm a bit, but I think he is ready. Besides, if he cums, he knows what the punishment will be." Val started to ride Justin's cock hard. Bouncing up and down on his cock furiously. Val had no problems using Justin as the toy that he was. Val's dominant side even started to come out while she was fucking Justin. After pounding his cock with her pussy for a while, she would slow it down, and ride his cock agonizingly slow, which was driving Justin crazy. She loved looking into his eyes as he struggled to hold back his cum. At times she would even reach down and put her hands around Justin's neck and taunt him. "You like when I fuck your cock don't you!" "I'm going to cum so hard on your cock!" Sandra could see by Justin's facial expressions that he was trying hard not to lose control and cum. It must have been sweet torture for him. "I know that hot, wet pussy feels fucking good sliding up and down on your cock, but you know you can't cum. You have to control it." Sandra encouraged "Tell me how good it feels?" asked Sandra "ohhh......It feels so fucking good!" Justin replied, gritting his teeth and trying to hold back his impending orgasm. After almost 45 minutes of relentless fucking, and three orgasms later, Val finally climbed off Justin's cock. She was physically spent. "That was unbelievable! I have never had a man that could fuck so long! My asshole boyfriend only lasts a few minutes." "You did a great job in training him!" She said as she tried to catch her breath. "I told you he was well trained." They both stood by the side of the bed and admired the sight in front of them. Justin had beads of sweat on his forehead, and his cock was still glistening from Val's pussy juice. Val was so wet that her pussy juice even coated his balls. "What a sight!" Sandra said as the girls laughed. "It's a beautiful thing!" Val remarked "Are you going to go next?" asked Val "Yes, I am, but I am going to do a little something different." Smirked Sandra as she looked at Val "Ohhhhhhhh.......Yeah.....I almost forgot about that." Val said as she realized what Sandra was talking about. "Why don't you keep him company as I go get ready." Sandra said. "Okay, will do Sandra." Sandra left the room and Val sat next to Justin on the bed. "You know Justin, when Sandra told me about you I didn't believe her. I thought she was lying, because it all sounded too perfect, but now I believe her." "You like serving women don't you?" questioned Val "Yes, I do." Answered Justin "At first I was upset with her for putting me into that chastity device, but then I realized that it was for my own good." "Wow! She really has molded you into the perfect man huh?" "Well, I can tell you this Justin, Sandra said I can come over anytime I want too and use you for my pleasure, and I plan too. What do you think about that?" Val asked as she reached over as massaged Justin's swollen balls. "I am ready to serve you." Responded Justin "That's what I like to hear Justin. I plan on using you daily!" After a few minutes, Sandra came back into the room, and Justin's eyes were popping out of his head. Sandra was wearing a 9" strap-on dildo! "What's that for?" Justin said excitedly "Are you going to fuck Val with that while I watch?" Sandra sat next to Justin on the bed. "Hahahahah.....No, I'm sorry Justin. This isn't for Val." Justin's smile quickly faded. "You mean......Thaaaaaaat's for me?" Justin stuttered "I'm afraid so." Replied Sandra Just had a look of shock on his face. "But why?" he questioned "Haven't I done a good job serving you?" he said in a sad tone of voice "Oh you have." Sandra answered as she ran her fingers through his hair. "This is the final step in your training. See Justin, I have done some research on the Internet, and many women agree that nothing humbles a man like a nice strap-on fucking. The chastity and the orgasm denial that we have been doing is a good start, but when a man is penetrated by his woman, it really seals the deal. This is going to make you realize and appreciate what we women have to go through for you men. Do you understand?" "I......I......Guess." Justin replied "If you don't understand yet, I'm sure you will when we are done." Smirked Sandra "Just relax. Val is going to help you through this." Sandra put a couple of pillows under Justin's back, so she could have better access to his ass. She wanted to fuck him missionary style, because the article she read on the Internet said that it was important to make the male look into your eyes as you penetrated him. Sandra liberally applied the lube to the strap-on and onto Justin's asshole. "Okay Justin, I'm not going to restrain you, because I expect you to lie there and take this willingly, but Val is going to hold your hands down, so you don't squirm too much. Understand?" "Yes, but I'm scared." Justin said nervously "I know you are. Just remember that this is for your own good okay." Val positioned herself beside Justin, so that she could hold down his hands. "I'm all set." Val said "Okay, here we go." Sandra said as she positioned the head of the strap-on at the opening of Justin's asshole. "Keep those legs nice and wide for me." Sandra began to gradually apply pressure as she looked directly into Justin's eyes. Slowly the head of the strap-on began to penetrate Justin's asshole. Justin inhaled sharply. "It's going in." "It fucking hurts." Justin complained "I know! The head is going to be the hardest part for you to take." Replied Sandra After a few seconds the whole head of the strap-on was in, and Justin was panting, trying to catch his breath. "Hang in there Justin. You are doing great. Now, I want you too try and squeeze your ass closed. You know, like if you were trying to hold in going to the bathroom. Squeeze real hard, and then relax. Try that for me okay." Sandra had read on the Internet that this would help to loosen him up. Sandra could see by the look on Justin's face that he was in pain. "I know this hurts Justin, but it is necessary." Sandra slowly and deliberately continued to apply pressure until about half of the strap-on was in. Justin let out a small whimper. "Thaaaaats it.......Don't try and fight it Justin." Whispered Val in Justin's ear "Keep that ass nice and open for Sandra. This is the greatest service that any man can do for his woman." Val encouraged "Only a couple more inches to go." Sandra said "You're doing great." "Tha...tha....Thank you." Justin managed to stammer out "Oh, it's our pleasure." Val smirked In one last final swoop, Sandra drove the strap-on all the into Justin's ass. "Huhhhhhh......Ahhhhhhhhhh......" Justin took in a deep breath and let out a long moan "Therrrrrrrr.........All 9" are in now! Such a good boy!" Sandra encouraged Justin's legs were quivering from the intruder in his ass. Sandra kept the strap-on buried deep in Justin's ass for a good minute, slowly gyrating her hips, so that Justin could feel every inch of it. "Thaaaaaaaaat's a good boy!" Sandra cooed Val held Justin's hands with one hand and massaged his swollen balls with her other hand, so that it would help take Justin's mind off the dildo in his ass. "Please, no more!" Justin moaned in agony "Shhhhhhhhhhhh.........Just relax." Whispered Val into Justin's ear. "Yeah, just close your eyes now Justin and concentrate on the feeling." Sandra said as she started to slowly fuck Justin's ass. Justin was panting heavily and squirming about on the bed. "I know you are in pain Justin, but soon you are going to learn to enjoy this, because this is going to be a weekly requirement for you! You are going to learn to love being fucked by me!" Sandra said as she continued to slowly fucked Justin's ass. "Do you understand Justin?" questioned Sandra "Yeeeaaaaaaassssssss........." stammered Justin in-between breaths "Open your eyes and look at me when you answer me." Replied Sandra Justin opened his eyes and looked at Sandra "Thaaaaaaaaaaat's a good boy" Praised Sandra Sandra continued her methodical fucking of Justin's ass. She fucked him agonizingly slow. Slowly withdrawing the strap-on till almost the head was out, and then slowly sliding it back all of the way in, all the while looking directly into Justin's eyes. Sandra could see that with every stroke of her strap-on Justin was submitting more- and-more. It was as if he was melting right into the palm of her hands. "The Internet was right!" Sandra said to herself. "Nothing humbles a man more than a strap-on." "What do you think Val, has he had enough? Do you think he understands his role now?" "Ohhhh he's doing such a good job!" responded Val "But just to be sure he fully understands, I think that he should be strap-on fucked ONLY for the next six months. He shouldn't be allowed to penetrate you at all any more Sandra! What do you think?" "I think I like your idea Val! You hear that Justin? Only the strap-on and prostate milkings for you for the next six months! What do you think of that?" Sandra said as she drove the strap-on in deep "I will do anything for you!" responded Justin Sandra smiled as she withdrew the strap-on from Justin's ass. "Now you are the PERFECT MAN!!"