Be Careful What You Wish For Ch. 2

"Yes, slut Michelle will live for two reasons. To serve me and anyone else I choose, and to have her cunt filled as often as possible. If you prove to be an obedient slut, I will not require you to take female hormones. But if you are disobedient, I will force you to take them. That means you'll grow larger breasts, and your balls will shrink. Your cock may even shrink too. So you'd better play ball and get with the program! You do everything I say, when I say it, and without hesitation. Do you understand me?" she demanded, in a dead serious, but cool tone.

"Yes." I replied, grimacing. My knees were giving out under me. She ignored my predicament.

"One more thing. If you remain obedient, I will allow you the privilege to continue working. But remember this, if you don't play ball, Xenia and I can always arrange for you to suck off 15 cocks a day at 20 bucks a pop to replace your work income! If you think I'm bluffing, just TRY me! Understand?" she asked.

She had gone mad with power. I couldn't think of anything I could do besides submitting to her whims, or leaving town in shame with my tail between my legs.

"Yes." I gasped. I was out of holding power. I finally gave up and let go. The plug popped out onto the bed.

"Naughty slut!" she scolded.

"I'm sorry! I just..." I tried to explain, but she interrupted.

"Shut the fuck up, and open your mouth!" she demanded.

She picked up the plug and inserted it into my mouth.

"Now hold it there until I tell you to do otherwise!" she demanded.

It tasted bitter, and it was still slimy from the lubricant. She then untied me.

"Get into the bathtub." she instructed.

I quickly complied and waited for her. She came in and expediently applied a thick creamy lather over my entire body from the neck down. Soon my body began to tingle. After several minutes, the substance began to irritate my skin. She made me wait several more minutes. By the time she instructed me to shower off, my whole body felt downright uncomfortable. I watched in anguish as all of my body hair washed away along with the lathery substance, but at least the rinse provided physical relief.

My skin was as smooth as a baby's butt. Terri carefully inspected my hairless body. Satisfied, she handed me a towel to dry off. Then she applied a perfumed body oil over my entire body. My hairless body glistened.

She finally allowed me to remove the plug from my mouth. Plenty of saliva had accumulated, since I didn't want to swallow any. I walked over to the toilet and spit it all out.

"May I brush my teeth?" I asked.

"As punishment for spitting without my permission, you may NOT!" she replied.

"But how could I have even asked you with a mouthful of saliva?" I questioned.

"Simply by swallowing it first. You're going to be deep tonguing my ass quite often from now on. I may even start using your tongue for toilet paper, so you'd better get USED to the taste!" she responded.

I looked at her in disbelief, but she only laughed at me.

"Follow me!" she instructed.

We walked into the master bedroom. She opened one of her drawers and took out some feminine garments. She handed me a pair of black, silk, French panties.

"Here, put these on!" she instructed.

I quickly put them on. The silk felt very sexy against my hairless skin. Several minutes later, I also had on silk stockings, garter, and a bra. My cock started to push against the loose fitting panties, creating a silk tent.

"Such a slut you are, Michelle!" she said, taking notice.

She then put a wig over my head, and spent a few minutes fixing it.

"You are going to grow your hair longer so that I won't have to fuck with this wig anymore!" she commented. My hair was already reaching down to my shirt collar. It would only take a few months before I would no longer need a wig.

"I won't bother to make you up tonight. It'll only mess up anyway when you spend the next hour or so worshipping my ass and pussy with your lips and tongue. Now turn around and bend over." she instructed. She then squeezed lubricant along the crack of my ass again.

"You didn't do too well with your last plug, so we'll try one that's a little larger. Spread wide!" she instructed.

She slowly worked the plug in. I groaned and slightly shuddered as she pushed the widest part through the rim of my asshole. The remainder of the plug then slid in easily.

"There! Oooou; my slut LIKES that, DOESN'T she?" she said in a mocking tone. She reached around me to lightly stroke the length of my throbbing cock just once, then laughed wickedly.

"Now pull up your panties, and be sure to hold the plug in this time!" she warned.

I pulled them up, but my cock was too hard for the loose fitting, silky panty to contain. My cock slid through the left leg hole, and stood up at a 45 degree angle. She laughed again.

"I'm glad Michelle is feeling so sexy! If just having your pussy filled with a PLUG makes you that hard, I can't wait to see how you respond to having it FUCKED!" she mused.

I felt the familiar burn of a humiliating, submissive fever kick in. I had felt it many times before during my submissive fantasies. A drop of precum formed at the tip of my cock hole as I waited. She stared at me for a few moments, and must have read my mind.

"This really IS what you wanted, isn't it?" she asked, almost in sad disbelief.

I just stood there in silence as my cock throbbed.

"You don't even have to answer, I can see it in your eyes!" she claimed.

I turned my face away from hers in shame, flushed with embarrassment.

"LOOK at me!" she snapped.

I turned my face back towards hers, but avoided eye contact.

"Look into my eyes!" she demanded.

As I did, I felt the razor sharp connection of submissive exposure to someone who was going to exploit it to every advantage until something better came along.

She laughed in a knowing, sly demeanor. At that moment, I think we both realized that she hadn't even warmed up yet. We had a long, long game ahead of us. A game that would provide her with a stacked deck for every hand.

"Oh, are you gonna get it! I'm gonna LOVE paying you back for 12 years of crap!" she warned. She then reached under my padded bra, fiercely squeezed my nipples and then twisted them so hard that I thought she might rip them off.

"Ow ow ow ow ow!" I repeatedly shouted from the sharp pain.

I believed her threat. Even though she was starting to frighten me, my cock continued to throb.

"So you fantasized about ass worship too, did you? Well, get ready for your first session, slut!" she said, as she slowly removed her outfit. God, was she beautiful! She got on top of the bed face down in a slow, feline, seductive manner.

I instinctively climbed onto the bed and moved in towards her.

"I wanted your first ass worship session to be a special and unforgettable experience for you, so I haven't showered since last night! When you fantasized about giving your mistress tongue baths, did you ever stop to think about how RIPE armpits, ass holes, pussies, and feet can get?" she asked deviously.

I knelt on the bed and waited. Terri spread her legs without demanding an answer to her question.

"Get your nose in there!" she demanded. I moved in and just barely touched her ass with the tip of my nose.

"Stop there! Take a deep breath, slut! Breathe in slowly and deeply for a while!" she instructed.

Her ass was ripe, and I became even further intoxicated with submissive lust. She made me sniff her ass for another minute. Then she made me thoroughly lick the entire crack of her ass, working my way into her ass hole. She tasted bitter, but the intense fever of my submissive humiliation allowed me to enjoy the experience. Soon, she had me deep tonguing her ass. I eagerly tongue fucked her asshole for many long minutes, until she turned over and forced me to worship her ripe pussy as well. She came several times.

Due to my heightened excitement, my butt plug fell out just before her last orgasm. When she came, I came along with her all over the bed . When she found out a few minutes later, she was absolutely furious! By then, most of my cum had soaked into the sheets. She made me lick up what little cum remained, and promised that I would be punished the next day for cumming without her permission. Then she put the plug into my mouth and forced me to hold it there for the rest of the night. She made me sleep the entire night on the floor at the foot of the bed with the plug in my mouth.

I woke up to the alarm. Terri must have set it after I had fallen asleep. It was only 7AM.

"Get up and fix me some breakfast, slut!" she demanded. I got up and walk towards the bathroom.

"Where do you think you're going?" she asked.

"I have to take a leak!" I replied.

"You'll take a leak when I give you PERMISSION to. Now put that plug back in your mouth and get to work!" she demanded. I did as I was told. I prepared her breakfast, and brought it to her as quickly as possible. I looked at her with pleading eyes. She looked at me and laughed.

"You have to piss pretty badly, don't you?" she asked. I nodded my head in agreement, and she laughed again.

"Go ahead, you may go." she finally said. I ran to the bathroom to relieve myself. After pissing like a racehorse, I returned to her.

"Hungry?" she asked. I nodded my head in agreement.

"Well, I may allow you to eat my leftovers later on IF you are obedient. I'll let you go down and have your coffee. You may shit, shower and shave afterwards. We will have company later at 6, and we have plenty of preparation to do." she explained.

After I showered and shaved, Terri had me get dressed. She made me wear lacy panties under my clothes. She took me shopping to several lingerie and women's clothing stores to buy lingerie, outfits and accessories for myself. She made me deal directly with the clerks as she watched from a distance. To increase my humiliation, she selected the youngest and prettiest clerk from each store for me to approach. Each time, I had to admit that the articles were for me. The stifled giggles and snickers were numerous, adding to my already overwhelming humiliation.

Terri then took me downtown to a fetish shop, where she picked out a French Maid's outfit. Unlike the lingerie stores, the fetish shop allowed me to try on the outfit. Judging by the way the clerk treated me with relative indifference, it seemed likely that these people had already seen just about everything. Nevertheless, it was still humiliating for me!

Terri momentarily had me believing that she would even force me to wear the outfit out of the shop. Thank God she backed off after having a good laugh at my reaction! It later occurred to me that the attention we would have received probably would have embarrassed her as much as it would have embarrassed me.

By the time we arrived home at 3pm, I was exhausted from the emotional drain of my shopping ordeal. Also, she still hadn't allowed me to eat anything all day. The moment we went inside, I reminded her of that fact. She then allowed me to finish the scraps she had left over at breakfast.

The food was woefully insufficient to curb my appetite. When I complained about it, she explained that she wanted me extra weak when our company arrived later. When I questioned her about this, she simply explained that Xenia said it would take most of the resistance out of me and make me more submissive.

Terri wanted the house spotless before our company arrived, so she had me spend the next 3 hours cleaning the house while wearing my new French Maid's outfit. She then had me take another shower. Afterwards, she dressed me up in a particularly slutty looking outfit I had been forced to purchase earlier. It was a silky, tight fitting, one piece mini dress that left three fourths of my thighs exposed. She had me wear panties and bra underneath, and stockings with a garter belt This time she applied make up too.

After she fixed the wig, Terri had me stand in front of the full length mirror to take a good long look at myself. At first, both my face and my slender 178 pound body looked almost passable with the stuffed bra underneath my dress. As I walked up closer to the mirror, however, my face just looked like a guy in drag, even with all the make up. Nevertheless, my smooth, hairless body began to feel very sexy underneath the feminine clothing.

The doorbell rang at 6 sharp.

"Go answer the door!" Terri instructed.

"B-but..." I started to protest, but Terri interrupted.

"Don't give me any fucking back talk, slut! Do it!" she demanded. I nervously walked to the door. I stood there for a moment. The bell rang again.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" Terri screamed. I sheepishly opened the door to find Xenia and Peter standing there. Peter just looked at me and chuckled. My stomach churned.

"Don't ever again make me ring this bell twice! Do you understand?" Xenia asked.

"Yes." I replied. Xenia and Peter walked right past me, carrying what appeared to be video equipment. Terri walked into the living room to greet them. She then embraced Peter, and gave him a long, deep kiss. I felt pangs of jealousy and humiliation strike me.

"You did a nice job on him." Xenia mused while removing her trench coat. She wore the very same dominatrix attire as she did the night before. But now in the daylight, I noticed that her body was particularly well defined. The woman was clearly a bodybuilder. We went up to the master bedroom, where they quickly set up the camera on a tripod. Within a minute, the film was rolling.

"So how did it go last night?" Xenia asked Terri.

"Pretty well, except that he came without my permission." Terri responded.

"He did WHAT?" Xenia retorted.

"He came while eating my pussy." Terri explained.

"Was he stroking himself?" Xenia asked.

"I don't think so. I think it was involuntary." Terri replied.

Xenia looked straight in my eyes and asked, "Were you stroking or rubbing your cock against anything?"

"No." I lied.

"I find this hard to believe, but I will not question Terri's judgment. You will still be punished for cumming without permission, although far less severely than if you had voluntarily came!" Xenia explained to me.

"How did the butt plug go last night?" Xenia asked Terri.

"We used the small and medium ones." Terri replied.

"Oh? How did his pussy handle them?" Xenia smirked.

"He shit both of them out." Terri explained.

"Oh he DID, did he? And did you enforce the standard punishment for this?" Xenia asked, obviously taking charge.

"Yes, both times." Terri responded. I could see a twinkle of approval in Xenia's eyes.

"Well, let's see how he does with the largest one! May I have it please?" Xenia asked Terri. Terri quickly produced it along with a tube of lubricant and handed it to Xenia.

"Get up on the bed, pull up your dress, pull down your panties, and present your pussy to me." Xenia instructed.

Terri aimed the camera at me as I assumed the position. Xenia instructed me to lower my head and shoulders, then arch my back when I present my pussy. She also instructed that future demands for this position would be expressed simply by the word "present."

Satisfied with my position, she approached me and applied ample lubricant along the crack of my ass. She wasted no time probing the huge plug into my asshole. But it took her several minutes of pushing, pulling and twisting to work the widest part of the plug through the rim of my asshole. I groaned loudly and shuddered visibly as it passed through. Then I moaned softly as she pushed the rest of the plug in. By then, my cock was rock hard. The three of them laughed, and I flushed with humiliation.

Xenia then slid her hands under my dress until she found my bra. She then worked her hands under my bra and forcefully squeezed and tweaked my nipples. I whimpered in pain, and my cock momentarily softened to a semi erect state. It was obvious that Terri had learned this trick from her.

"That'll keep you conscious of your tits as well as your stuffed pussy!" she exclaimed. Terri snickered upon hearing this.

"Now pull up your panties, and pull down your dress. Then kneel on the floor at the foot of the bed, facing the bed." Xenia instructed.

I could feel the fullness of the huge plug with every movement I made. My cock completely rebounded. Pangs of jealousy and humiliation struck me as I watched Terri and Peter quickly undress and climb onto the bed. I quickly realized what was about to happen.

"Watching my wife being fucked by another man was NEVER a fantasy of mine! STOP this!" I exclaimed.

"But being forced to watch your dominant woman being fucked by her lover IS one of your fantasies. I remember your exact words, Mike. You said that your dominant woman would deserve ALL the pleasure that she's willing to pursue! I knew right then and there that your head was in the right place! That's what I liked MOST about you, Mike. Now, need I remind you that your wife IS your dominant woman? She your Goddess wife, Mike. You need to be broken this weekend, slut, and this is all a part of breaking you." Xenia responded.

Terri and Peter deep kissed for a while. Then she began sucking his enormous cock. I burned hot with jealousy and shame.

"Watch her closely, slut. You'll be doing that soon!" Xenia mused.

Was she referring to her dildo, or a cock? The thought soon passed as I was forced to watch Terri deep throat the full length of Peter's cock. Even though my cock is much smaller than his, Terri never came close to deep-throating me. Her closely trimmed pussy soon started to glisten with juices.

"Ask Peter to please fuck your Goddess wife now, slut! Ask him to please fuck her until she cums over and over again!" Xenia demanded.

"P-please fuck my Goddess wife now. Please fuck her until she cums over and over again." I repeated, burning with humiliation. Xenia laughed wickedly.

Terri moaned as Peter parted her cunt lips with his huge cock. Then she quivered as he slowly buried his cock deep inside her. Soon, he was fucking her. I couldn't believe how many times she came in the course of the next few minutes. She completely lost herself during her last orgasm, and began screaming at the top of her lungs. She even dug her nails deep enough into his back, and drew small beads of blood. That put him over the edge, and he came along with her. He grunted and groaned and he continued to solidly pump her during his orgasm. When spent, they embraced each other's sweaty body, and kissed languidly.

"You never made her cum like that, did you?" Xenia asked me.

She was right. Even though Terri and I had experienced many wonderful lovemaking episodes together, none ever quite reached the fever pitch of what I had just witnessed. I burned with envy and shame.

"Answer me!" Xenia demanded.

"N-no." I admitted.

"And in your submissive fantasies, your dominant woman deserved all the pleasure that she was willing to pursue, didn't she?" she asked.

"Yes." I replied.

"Yes, her pleasure was the FOCUS of your fantasies. And that's the way it SHOULD be! Therefore, you should want Peter to fuck Terri as often as SHE wishes! You saw how much pleasure it gave her, DIDN'T you?" Xenia asked.

"Yes." I admitted.

"Then ask Peter to please fuck your Goddess wife as often as she wishes." she instructed.

"Please fuck my Goddess wife as often as she wishes." I repeated.

"Don't you worry about that, I intend to!" Peter responded.

"Yes, and often!" Terri added. Xenia's wicked laugh further fueled my humiliation to an even higher pitch.

"OK slut, pull down your panties again and pull out your butt plug." Xenia instructed.

As I did this, I watched Peter get off the bed and Terri position herself in the middle of the bed face up. I shuddered as I pulled the widest part of the plug through the rim of my asshole. Xenia quickly took the plug from me. When I started to pull my panties back up, Xenia told me to leave my panties down and to kneel on the foot end of the bed facing Terri. As I complied, Terri slowly spread her legs.