My First Time as a Woman

My wife has gone away for the weekend and I am so excited about my plan for the next 24 hours I can hardly contain myself. I feel like cumming right now just thinking about it, but then that would spoil my plans.

I check into the hotel at 4.00pm, two hours before the pre-arranged rendezvous. I had already painted my toe nails a deep luscious red and had visited a nail bar and had false nails attached to all of my fingernails, I was so embarrassed, yet at the same time, so excited as the young girl expertly attached each acrylic nail. The nails were long and matched the same colour as previously applied to my toes. I blushed bright red when the girl asked me why I was having such feminine nails attached and whilst I wanted to tell the truth I only managed to stammer some lie about going to a fancy dress party!….My heart almost stopped when she laughed and told me these acrylic nails were permanent, at least until the grow out! I hope she was joking, though I don’t think she was!

In my hotel room I run myself a hot bubble bath. I strip out of my trousers and T-shirt awkwardly, still trying to get used to my new fingernails. I step into the bath and begin to soak. After soaking for a few minutes I reach for the shaving gel and squirt it into my palm, I smooth the gel all over my legs. Reaching for my razor I start to shave my legs, marvelling at how smooth and silky my skin is after the razor has done its work. Smiling with pleasure I continue to shave the rest of my body. After soaking for a few more minutes in the hot water I step out and towel myself dry, my cock rock hard as my long red finger nails move across my smooth silky body.

I walk into the bedroom and carefully unpack my suitcase, laying out all of the sexy clothing on the bed. Firstly, I pick up the black, glossy stockings and being extremely careful not to snag them I gather them up and pull them up my smooth legs, absolutely loving the feeling of the nylon against my silky soft legs.

I glance in the mirror and smile widely as I check out my long stockinged legs, without further ado I pick up a black bra and place my arms through the straps before expertly attaching the hooks behind me. Stuffing the cups with water filled balloons I let them settle into position before picking up a boned corset. Sucking in my waist I fasten the corset up the front and then lace it tightly, therefore creating a sexy female hourglass figure. My breath was short now due to the restraints of the corset, I attach the garters at the front and back of both stockings.

I pick up a black silky thong, step into it and pull it up my long, feminine, nylon clad legs. Tucking my cock inside the front and pulling the string tight up my ass.

Shaking with excitement now I pick up the tight red mini dress from the bed. I pull the dress up my now feminine frame and zip it up. Again I admire my new self in the mirror and gasp at how sexy I look from the neck down. I run my long red finger nails over my new curves as I bend down to pick up my 4 inch stiletto heeled sandals and placed them carefully on my feet. Another look in the mirror I love how my legs and ass are redefined and shaped by the heels, I also notice that my dress is so short that any bending over and my panties are clearly on show and when standing up straight my stocking tops are plainly in view! This dress leaves nothing to the imagination.

I look at my watch, 5.00pm and I am beginning to look like a total slut, but I am not finished yet. I sit down at the dressing table, placing the long blonde wig on my head I brush it out, straightening the fringe and making sure there are no snags as my new hair falls down over my shoulders and to the middle of my back. I pick up a hair band and loosely tie my hair away from my face, to allow me to do my makeup.

Trying to stop my hands shaking I open my makeup bag and find my foundation. I lay it on thickly, covering my face in a honey brown liquid, which quickly dries to a soft, seamless matte effect, hiding any blemishes and creating a very feminine base to my face. I pick up a pair of long false eyelashes and carefully glue them to my eyelids; I repeat the process with the bottom lashes. Picking up my mascara I apply thickly to both top and bottom lashes and grin as I bat my now sexy long lashes. I apply lots of eyeliner and silver / grey eye make up giving myself very sexy, fuck me now eyes. Now for my favourite part, glossy red lipstick, I pucker my lips and thickly paint it on and almost cum as my lips start to shimmer. I blow myself a kiss before applying pink blush to my cheeks.

For a few finishing touches I put a pair of large gold hoop earrings on, a wide choker round my neck, a gold necklace and some bracelets and rings on my fingers. Finally, I let my hair down, lightly shake my head and smile seductively as my lips glisten in the light with my hair cascading sexily across my shoulders. Fuck me I thought, I would!

I stand up and practice walking like a lady in my four inch heels, tottering back and forth in the room, unable to take my eyes from the mirror. I look wonderful, like a complete slut, a whore ready to be screwed all night long! Which was quite luck really, as that is the plan!!

I look at the clock, 5.55pm. Oh my god, I thought, only five minutes left. I sprayed myself in perfume and continue to pace the room, waiting for the knock on the door, which I was dreading, whilst at the same time horny from excitement beyond compare. I had been cross dressing since I was a teenager and never before had I let anyone see me ‘en femme’, I had fantasized about this moment for over half of my life and now, because of my Master, who I know only as ER, my dreams were about to be realized.

What will happen? How will I react? What will she make me do? All of these questions are running through my head when….

Knock, knock, knock, at the door

My heart skips a beat, I inadvertently break into a cold sweat, I start to panic, think about not answering the door, I walk up to the door and just stand there, frozen, unable to open it, unable to breath…

Knock, knock, knock

“Who is it?” my voice is a whisper, a nervous shaking whisper.

“Are you going to open the door Stephanie, or should I get the concierge to open it for me?” the voice is female, and very sexy

On being called Stephanie I snap out of my trance and force myself to open the door. My hand unlocks the door and I tentatively ease the door inwards, as the door opens fully we both stand there, observing each other. The woman in front of me is gorgeous, everything I had dreamed of. She is about 5’8″, has brunette hair, 34D breasts and is seriously curvaceous. She is dressed in a very sexy red evening dress which hugs her sexy body, the hem stops mid thigh (a lot lower than mine). Her make up is sexy, she is sultry, sexy, and classy, she was making me feel like such a dirty slag in comparison.

After a few seconds of checking me up and down the sexy lady in front of me smiles at me as she enters the room and places a small suitcase on the queen size bed…”well well, aren’t you the hot slut then Stephanie” she grins “looking like that you cant fail but get screwed tonight!”

I smile back “I err, yes Miss…Thanks Miss…err……what shall I call you Miss?”

“Mistress is fine.” She replied

“Ok Mistress” I responded

“Good girl” she said as she took me by the hand. Before I knew what was happening we walked out of the room hand in hand and walked down the corridor towards the elevator. Whilst I am fairly well practiced at walking in heels I could not keep up with my new Mistress, and all I could do was totter alongside.

“Where are we going?” I ask on the way to the elevator

“To the bar, for a drink”

“The…..the bar” I am panicking now “what! You are taking me to the public bar dressed like this…..you can’t!” My voice is erratic, my fear audible.

“I can….and I will” came the reply, “anyway, you said you wanted to be humiliated…its too late to change your mind now…and, if you are going to talk may I suggest you at least try to use a feminine voice, at the moment it is so obvious what you are……..a bloke dressed like a slag!” She practically spat the last bit, leaving no doubt at what she thought of that.

I walk alongside in silence, worried now, I had never practiced a female voice, had never thought I would need to. We approach the elevator and I press the down button, still admiring my sexy long fingernails as I press the button. After a few seconds the doors open, my heart stops as I notice the elevator is not empty….a young guy is inside, he is tall and, some might say, handsome, he is wearing a well fitted suit and looks like he is on his way out on a hot date. As my Mistress enters he nods in welcome with an admiring glance. Then his eyes notice me and I see them practically stick out on stalks as he drank me in. His grin widened and I could see he was making no attempt to hide the fact that he liked what he saw, in fact I am sure I saw a bulge appearing in his pants, but then again my dress does shout out fuck me now, I am desperate!

After what seems like a few hours, but in actual fact was just a matter of seconds we reached the ground floor, the guy in the lift strained to tear his eyes off me and leave the lift. I just smile at him as he walked away, turning back a number of times to keep checking me out. Wow, I thought, maybe I am passable as a female.

“Do all guys react to girls like that?” I ask my Mistress as we walked towards the bar.

“Oh, believe me, that was tame….In an outfit as daring as what you’re wearing you were lucky not to be raped on the spot!” she smiled at me and her smile widened as she saw my face flush.

I wondered what I had got myself into as we walked across the marble reception floor and our heels made that loud clicking sound as we made our way to the bar. I was very aware that of the heads turning and their eyes following us as we entered the public bar. I would never have done this alone, it felt as thought he whole of the hotel was in the bar, and every pair of eyes looking at me, I inadvertently started playing with the hem line of my dress and tried to pull it down over my stocking tops, though I am sure all I succeeded in doing was highlighting the fact that my dress was way too short!

My Mistress sat at the bar and motioned for me to sit next to her, as ladylike as possible I perched on the edge of the seat and swivelled my legs under the bar, attempting to limit the number of people that would get a view straight up between my legs. I think I was quite successful and smiled as my Mistress orders two large gin and tonics. After a few more gins I start to relax a little and almost begin to enjoy my surroundings, when my Mistress puts a wrapped gift in front of me.

“What’s this?” I ask

“A gift from Master ER” she grins a wicked, knowing grin and I fear to open it already. “Go ahead, open it sexy”

I pick up the package, it is a small box carefully wrapped, I have difficulty opening the wrapping due to my false nails but after some perseverance I get one end open. After a little more struggling the box slides out of the wrapping and to my astonishment I am staring at a clear but plug, I look around the bar to see who else has noticed what I have just been given, I cant decide if people are talking about me or not. I look back to my Mistress who is looking at me with interest and seems to be enjoying watching me squirm in my public humiliation.

“OK Stephanie, here is your first instruction, you are to go to the ladies room and insert your new toy into your ass, then return to your seat next to me!”

I think about refusing but quickly decide any alternative is much worse, a stand up argument in a busy bar over a glass but plug, I don’t think so. I pick up the plug and without muttering a word make my way over to the ladies room. Again, the looks and whispers as I move across the bar, men looking at me with longing, women shaking their heads in disgust, I just head straight for the toilet.

I pushed open the toilet door and to my relief found it empty; I entered a cubicle and locked the door behind me.

As soon as I lock the door to the cubicle I start to shake, I am close to tears, and I can’t stop myself. My dream is coming true and I am so confused that I am cracking up. I have never been so scared in all my life and I just know it is going to get a whole lot more exciting as the night goes on. Gathering myself together, I take the plug out of its box and find it to be quite slippery where it must have been pre-lubed. On closer inspection I see that there is some mechanism inside the plug, though there are no buttons or wires to a controller, just a clear plug which is about 3 inches long and over an inch wide at its widest point.

I place it on the side and carefully hitch up my dress, pulling the string of my panties out of the crack of my ass and moving it to the side, which is no easy feat with long fingernails. I pick up the plug, bend over the toilet and slowly ease it inside my ass. I feel my ass filling up slowly whilst at the same time my sphincter is stretched wider and wider. I start to apply more pressure and the plug sinks deeper and deeper inside me until I feel as though it won’t go any further; I make a last push on the plug and gasp as my ass sucks it in and closes around the base, holding it snugly in place.

Standing up straight I replace the string of my thong along the crack of my ass, which further holds the plug inside me. As I straighten I feel the plug moving and I know I will not be able to forget that it in a hurry!

Just at that moment the door to the toilet opens and I hear a couple of girls giggling and laughing as the enter the cubicles, my heart racing again I pull my dress down, wait for the cubicle doors to close and walk out of the toilet back into the bar. OH MY GOD, every step I take I can feel the anal plug burrowing deep inside me, I try to walk back to my seat as normally as possible but I am not sure what normal is in four inch heels and an ass that feels like it is about to burst.

Finally I make it back to my seat and slide in next to Mistress Leane, “ughhhhh, fucking hell!!!!” I try not to scream aloud as I inadvertently sit down on the plug, thus pushing it even deeper inside me, which I hadn’t thought possible!”

“So, it’s in then honey” a statement, not a question, said rather too loudly for my liking. I just nod. She grins and lightly strokes my leg. “Time for the fun to begin then!” She laughs out loud as she clocks the terror in my eyes.

My Mistress orders two more large gin and tonics and handed one to me, we both drink, me a little too quickly, but I am so nervous.

“So Stephanie, why don’t we play a little game?” that mischievous grin again “It’s called truth or dare, you have probably heard of it!” I am feeling quite light headed now

“Sure” I reply “truth please”

“Truth huh”, she is silent for a moment “OK Stephanie, Have you ever……” she laughs loudly, after composing her self she looked me in the eyes and tried again, “Have you ever fallen off your seat, in a busy bar, whilst dressed like a complete fucking cum slut, screaming in ecstasy because of a vibrating plug in your ass?”

“No,…. of course not….what sort of question is that?” Then the penny dropped “Oh my god………what…….VIBRATING……please no….no…not here…..I beg you……pleeeeaaaasssseeeeee!!” As I was begging I notice a small remote device in her hand, my begging became desperate.

“NOOOOO….please no, I will do anything, just not here…….too many people watching….” With that I saw her fingers flick a switch on the remote and almost instantly I jump as I feel a dull whirring deep inside my ass. Shaking my head and biting my lower lip I realize no amount of begging was going to deter my Mistress, only now do I realize what she meant by fun.

Another notch – the whirring increases inside me and it feels as if the plug is expanding, I grip the bar with both hands as the plug inside me starts to hit the right buttons. I start to shake and break into a light sweat as small waves of pleasure start to ripple through me.

Another notch – I can focus on nothing else other than the vibrating inside my ass, my whole body feels like it is vibrating as the pleasure intensifies. I look up at my Mistress pleading with her to stop; she is still laughing at me as her fingers flick the switch again.

The plug expands again, now my knuckles are white as I grip the bar so tightly. My body is trying to expel the intruder, but it won’t move. I start to pant and moan in pleasure, I know where I am but I can’t help myself, squirming in my seat, and crossing and uncrossing my long sexy legs, nothing will relieve the pressure inside. In a cold sweat now my whole body starting to spasm in waves of ecstasy, I look at my Mistress and see her hand move for the remote.

“NO PLEASE DON’T, I CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE PLEASE, NO MORE” I hadn’t realized I had shouted. The whole bar was now in silence looking at me. I no longer cared, I couldn’t care, and my whole world was consumed by the pleasure generated by the vibrator in my ass.

My Mistress moves the dial again, I start to scream, my body in involuntary spasm, sweat pouring off me, tears running down my cheeks.

“That’s half way” I vaguely heard her,

“Half way!, no, half way, it couldn’t be.”

Two more notches – That is too much, I could no longer control myself, I try to stand, to run to the toilet and remove it, my legs no longer worked and I fall off my heels and land in a heap on the floor. Once on the floor I start to crawl towards the ladies toilets.

Another fucking notch – I could no longer crawl! I was just a quivering mess of pleasure on the floor of a busy bar, I feel like I am about to pass out when I cum, right there on the floor, like never before, I feel cum exploding from me, spurt after spurt after spurt. I am writhing on the floor, moaning, crying out in pleasure and in pain.

I was sobbing, squirming when I notice the vibrating had stopped. Just like that it stopped, I relaxe, my breathing heavy, I start taking deep breaths, recovering slowly as the last few waves of pleasure leave me. I suddenly realize where I was; I stand up, my legs still shaking. I am so embarrassed, humiliated, and my Mistress is nowhere to be seen, she has gone.

I walk out of the bar trying to ignore all the laughing. Click click click again as my heels hit the marble floor on the way to the elevator. My hands shaking as I push the button, the doors open and I step inside. On the way up I look in the mirror, my make up is smudged and there is a large wet stain on the crotch of my dress. The doors open and I walk along the corridor wondering if my Mistress has left, where she has gone. I get to the door and remember I have no key, she had it. I knocked on the door, no answer; I tried again louder this time.

“Who is it?” She is in there, I thought

“Stephanie” I call through the door

“Who?”

“Stephanie” I practically shouted.

“Hello my sexy little slut” she says as she opens the door just a little “so, let me ask you again… have you ever fallen off your seat, in a busy bar, whilst dressed like a complete fucking cum slut, screaming in ecstasy because of a vibrating plug in your ass?”

I laughed “yes Mistress, I have”

The door opens. My jaw drops, this is far from over I think as I look at her new outfit. She is wearing a sexy red PVC catsuit which looks as if it was painted on, but that is not what has me excited, again. Strapped to her crotch is a long black cock. A rubber strapon which is at least 8 inches long and pointing straight at me. I gulp as she pulls me in the room and slams the door behind me. She removes my cum stained dress and sits me down on the edge of the bed, before I know what is going on my hands are cuffed behind my back.

With my hands secured my Mistress sits in front of me and starts to touch up my makeup, my cock is hard again as she expertly reapplies my makeup. After a few minutes she is done and she stands me up and immediately makes me kneel in front of her, the big black strapon pointing straight at my face.

“Your Master ER tells me you have been practising” with no further ado the tip of the rubber cock is resting on my lips, she applies a little more pressure until I have no option but to open my mouth and let it in. The cock slides into my mouth slowly, deeper and deeper until it hits the back of my throat, I gag. All my training at home in preparation for this moment, and I gag.

“Come on slut, you can do better than that”

She slides the dick out of my mouth, and slowly back in again, this time as it slides deeper I am prepared, I rest it on my tongue, start to breath through my nose as the tip slides down my throat. She is very gentle and inch by inch the cock slides in, I can feel it sliding deeper into my throat. Concentrating not to gag the cock keeps sliding down until eventually it is all the way in.

“well done my cock sucking whore” she says as she pats me on the head, she then takes my head between her hands and starts to move the strapon in and out of my throat, slowly at first, then building up a rhythm, after a while I am being totally face fucked and there is nothing I can do about it with my hands cuffed behind me.

“Very good you fucking horny cum slut, you really do know how to suck cock properly don’t you” I nodded very slightly “and you love it too, don’t you” again I nodded very slightly. After a few intense minutes of having my face fucked she slides out of me, she lets go of my head and pulls me up to my feet. She moves me across the room and manoeuvres me so I am stood up against a table and told to spread my legs, not being in a position to argue I do as instructed, my ankles are tied to the table legs with rope. When she is finished I try to move, I can’t. I am completely unable to close my legs and I am scared again. Especially when she turns the but plug on again, only two notches before she puts it down again. Even still, it is enough to work me up again.

I am then pushed across the table and lowered so that my body is flat across the table top. The table is not very wide and my head is clear of the table top. My hands are un-cuffed and retied to the two remaining table legs. I am now completely and utterly helpless.

My mistress comes round the front and again feeds the strapon into my mouth, this time I don’t gag and it slides straight down my throat, breathing through my nose again she leaves it in position for a few seconds. My mouth is full of cock and my ass is stuffed and vibrating, my cock is so hard it is hurting. After a few minutes she stops, steps back and let the cock slide back out of my mouth.

She then walks round the table so that she is standing behind me; I feel her hands stroking my smooth legs, inside my open thighs, her hands stroking my ass, I feel my panty elastic get tight as her hands pull the string out of my crack. Just as I was enjoying her light sensual touch I feel a sharp pain as she pulls my panties hard until the elastic snaps. I feel my Mistress’ fingers moving up my inner thighs again inching towards my ass, I feel her fingers grip the plug inside my ass and twist it. I feel my ass stretching as the plug is slowly pulled from inside me. Once past its widest point it practically fires out of my ass. It is sp wonderful to be free of it at last; it had been in me for ages and now I feel empty.

But not for long, almost as soon as the plug was out of me I feel another head pushing against me. I knew it was the strapon, it had to be. I just lay there, what else could I do, I feel more pressure applied, this is bigger than the plug. Much bigger.

I feel my mistress’ hands on my hips as she pulls herself towards me, the pressure buids on my ass, I try to relax, more pressure, more and more until my ass relents and the tip of the strapon slides inside me.

“Arghhhhh, fucking hell” I gasp, “no”, I screamed. It feels so big, so wide, I am so full, short breaths as I try to get used to the girth.

“Ohhhhhhhhh, yesssss” My mistress starts to apply more pressure and the cock starts to sink further and deeper into my ass.

“Oh my god, yes yes yes” deeper and deeper

“Ooooohhhhh god, how big is that fucking thing” I am panting now and still it is sinking further into me. Her hands grip my hips hard and with one final hard thrust I feel My Mistress’ thighs slap against mine. It is all the way in I had never felt so full in all my life.

She then lay on top of me, her weight pushing me hard onto the table; I feel her hips gyrating and the strapon slowly moving in and out of my ass, the feeling is wonderful, I wanted to move against her, but I couldn’t move at all and that made the feeling even more exciting. I was completely and utterly at My Mistress’ mercy and she was fucking me harder and harder.

She climbed down off of me, without the cock sliding out of me and started to pump in and out of my ass, gripping hold of my hips hard she was thrusting into me so hard I started to scream with the pleasure

“OHHHH, AHHHHH, YESSSSS, BABY FUCK ME FUCK ME HARD…HARDER”

She took me at my word and started to ram herself into me, I started to moan.

“That’s it you little bitch, moan like the little slut that you are! You little fucking girl,”

“Maybe you should experience a real cock, if mine isn’t enough for you” with that she pulled out from me and I could here her behind me, though I could not make out what she was doing.

“What….why have you stopped, why….”I was sounding desperate now “please, fuck me, harder. Please” I tried to turn around to see what was going on but I was tied too tight.

After a few minutes I felt the strapon being inserted back into my willing asshole, but something was different, My Mistress was no longer wearing it, she pushed it all the way inside me and then buckled it to me, I was full again, and I loved it, but what was she doing. She walked back in front of me and I saw she was carrying a ball gag which she placed into my mouth and buckled tightly behind my head. After this she put a blindfold over my eyes and again fastened this behind my head. Unable to now speak, see or move all I could do was lie there and wait for My Mistress’ next move.

“I am going back to the bar” she announced “don’t you go anywhere my sexy little cum slut; if you are well behaved I may just bring back a present or two for you!” With that I heard the door open and a second later it closed, Hard.

“Mpfhgggggg grhmfffffff” I tried to call out after her but no noise came out. I was alone, helpless, dressed like a whore and tied to a table in a hotel room. I started to struggle, to try to get free, it was no use at all. Then I started to think about what she had said….a present, or two….no….she can’t. no, not that.. she cant mean…..no….surely not.

After about an hour I heard a key in the door and the door swing open.

“Stephanie you fucking slut” my Mistress sounded drunk, “I hope you have been behaving yourself” she laughed at her own joke, knowing full well I had no choice but to lie where I was and await whatever fate awaited me. I heard voices, my Mistress, yes, but more than that, she was talking and laughing…I focused on the voices and heard what sounded like more than one male voice. The door closed and I could clearly make out two separate male voices as well as my Mistress. Before I had an opportunity to decide what was going on I felt my legs being stroked again…soft smooth hands running up my smooth stockinged legs. I felt the straps holding the strapon in place being loosened, and then released. The rubber cock was slowly pulled out of my ass, the feeling of release as it slowly passed out of my rear passage was sensational.

Then without warning I felt my Mistress’ hands cupping my balls, then squeezing, not too tightly but tight enough. My cock was hard, as it had been all night and she started to stroke it, her hand gripping it firmly and stroking up and down its shaft, the relief was incredible after being shackled to the table with absolutely no contact for so long. After a few minutes of this she stopped. I moaned into the ball gag, but no noise registered, I needed to cum. I heard more noises behind me, in front of me and beneath me and could only wonder at what was going on. After a few minutes I felt my Mistress’ hand back on my ever rigid cock, then I felt a wetness on the tip, my foreskin pulled back and kisses planted on the sensitive head of my swollen member. A few more seconds and I felt her mouth enveloping the head, sliding down the shaft, her hand squeezing my balls.

“hmfhhhhh, arhghhhhh, yghhhhhhh” her tongue licking the head of my knob, I tried to thrust my dick deeper into her mouth, but I was still tied so tightly. She started to suck and kiss and lick like I had never experienced before. The pleasure was wonderful when suddenly my ball gag was removed. This was completely unexpected as I was lost in the pleasure of receiving a truly fantastic blowjob.

Within a second of my mouth being freed of the ball I felt another object entering my mouth, this was warmer, wetter, although never tasted before I knew exactly what was being guided into my open mouth. It was an erect cock, seconds later my blindfold was removed and I was staring at a dick much larger than my own being fed into my mouth. I had no chance to react, and I had no option but to accept it. And so accept it I did, and my god I just looked down and watched as inch by inch this monster of a cock slid deeper and deeper into my mouth, breathing though my nose again as the head passed my tonsils and down into my throat. I couldn’t believe it, the practice has paid off, I was deep throating and I loved it.

At the same My Mistress was now doing the same with my cock, I could feel the length of my dick pushing down inside her whilst at the same time she was squeezing my balls, the feeling was like nothing I had ever felt before until, suddenly, without warning I felt a pressure being applied to my anus again, though this time I new it wasn’t a rubber cock. This was the real thing. I could feel every ridge of the penis sliding into me from behind, inch by wonderful inch I was being impaled, and I loved it.

I was being spit-roasted and deep throated at the same time. Again, I felt hands on my hips as a cock was thrust into me until I felt his balls hit mine and I knew he was all the way in. For a few seconds that’s how we remained. A cock deep in my ass, another deep in my throat and mine deep in my Mistress’ throat. Then, in unison, all three started to screw me, slowly at first, long deep rhythmical strokes, then picking up the pace, faster and faster. Harder and harder until I could take no more, but I had long ago discovered tonight wasn’t about where I thought my limits were.

“Do you like that you little fucking whore” that was the guy with his cock in my mouth

“You like being fucked like a little girlie slut, don’t you” That was the other guy with his cock in my ass.

I was taken way beyond anything I thought humanly possible; all three of them were fucking me deeper and harder, faster and faster. I knew I was about to cum, and I could do nothing to stop it, just then I heard both guys starting to moan, the pace stepped up yet another gear in what I recognised as I final spurt. And that was it, firstly I felt the cock in my mouth starting to twitch, at the same time the cock in my ass was thrust in to the hilt one last time before I felt it withdrawn completely. Simultaneously I felt what seemed like gallons of hot spunk emptied down my throat into my stomach, whilst spurt after spurt of cum was deposited on my ass.

This was too much for me and seconds later I was shooting my own hot spunk into my Mistress’ mouth and throat.

For the next few minutes all I could feel was hot liquid running over my ass and down my legs as well as spilling out of my mouth and rolling down my chin.

Then, completely and utterly spent, I passed out………..

…….Knock Knock

I woke up; the sun was streaming in through the window. I was relived that I was no longer tied to the table, I was lying on the queen size bed, the covers had been removed and I was on my back, I was still dressed in stockings, bra and my corset, and my heels had been removed. And I was alone.

I tried to move, to get up and answer the door, I couldn’t. My wrists and ankles were tied to the four corners of the bed, spread-eagled.

Knock Knock.

I stayed silent, hoping whoever it was would go away so that I could work out how to untie myself and go home.

The door opened, it must be my Mistress I thought… I was wrong, into the room walked a stranger, a woman, in a maids uniform. It was the hotel maid, come to clean the room.

She looked at me for a few seconds deciding what to do……then she smiled and locked the door……………………..