Becoming Her Bitch Ch. 02

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I can feel the toe of her high heels sliding under my balls. I'm on all fours positioned right over it. The big black cock is lubed up and pressing against my back door. I try to relax. I try to let it in without clenching up. It'll hurt if I clench before he's in all the way.

"Don't worry about being careful," Mistress tells the cock. "She loves it rough."

He. She. It. I'm not sure what I am anymore.

Big hands wad my pigtails up into reins. My head is pulled back and I let out a slow exhale. The big cock rams into me in one fluid motion. My back comes up from it's arch as the pain shoots through me. Mistress gives me a small kick in the testicles with her foot. It's nothing compared to what is coming when the cock starts cumming.

I think back to our first night out. She had on her big flat silk hat and sunglasses. She was even smoking that night. A ridiculously small cigarette stuffed into a long black holder. It was her movie. And I was merely a prop.

She had led me in with a leash around my cock. The chain trailed up and under the front of the dress. I was getting better at walking in heels by that point but I still teetered around like a drunken prom date.

We took a booth in the back. There weren't many people there. A couple of guys at the bar, a creature of indeterminate sex behind the bar. A fat man in a bad suit had turned around to watch us come in. I saw Mistress wave at him as our drinks arrived.

I gulped mine down as she motioned him over.

He was repulsive. In every way. And obviously drunk.

He thudded down in the booth next to me, his hand immediately shooting up my dress to caress my stocking covered thigh.

"Hiya," he said to Mistress. "I'm Larry."

"Hello Larry," Mistress replied. She was at her condescending, hateful best. Larry was too fucking stupid to notice.

"Tryin to get one of these fags to give me head," Larry announced.

Mistress smiled and held up the leash. She gave it a small yank, "Get busy," she said without looking at me.

Larry looked at me and fumbled with his fly to get his dick out. It was small. Like Larry's brain. Mistress gave my leash another tug, sharper and with the threat of harm.

I leaned over in the booth and took Larry the idiot's cock into my mouth. I couldn't really move because of Larry's belly.

I felt another tug on my leash and sat up. "Get under the table on your knees." I slid under the table as ordered.

At least from down here, I didn't have to look at Larry, just his dick. I began to suck it in short fast strokes to keep from hitting my head on the table. Above me, I could hear Mistress and Larry talking about something. God knows what.

As they spoke, Mistress's foot found my it's way up my leg. The tip of her heel found the middle of my panties and with a long scratching raking motion, she lowered my panties to half staff around my thighs. This was a first but I was in too deep at this point. Whatever she wanted, she would get.

The heel came back up my ass and began probing for my asshole. I stopped sucking for a moment and waited. Larry must have told her I had stopped because her foot left and then came flying up to crush my balls. I moaned loudly into Larry's cock and I could feel his belly shake with laughter.

I began sucking again hoping to just get this idiot off and get rid of him. Mistress must have looked under the table as her heel now found it's way to my asshole without any problems and began to slide in.

Her heel slid in out of me while I sucked Larry's dick. It wasn't long before I felt the dick in my mouth get harder. The table bumped slightly as a large load of cum shot into my mouth. I held it there and let him shoot rope after rope of jism into my mouth.

Larry zipped up and hurriedly left. I remained under the table and let the cum leak out of my mouth and onto the floor. Mistress's heel remained in my ass as I watched a pair of cowboy boots walk towards the table. It was to be a long night.

It seems so long ago. But here I am now, on all fours getting my brains fucked out. I've relaxed now and the big black cock is sliding smooth and fast. My neck is still craned back as the reins of my pigtails are clenched tighter. He's about to cum I figure. A wave of anxiety runs through my stomach.

"Ah yeah," the cock says. "Here it comes baby... here it comes."

"Tell me when you're close," I hear Mistress say.

Tears run out of the corners of my eyes.

"Oh yeah... oh shit yeah... here I cum," the cock moans in a howl.

The tip of Mistress's show leaves my balls and I can hear her shift her weight. Her foot flies up and kicks me hard. My stomach muscles contract, my asses clinches tighter and the big cock in my ass explodes a fountain of cum into my sissy hole.

Again the foot flies and my ass tightens again. My legs are shaking with spasms, the big cock buried to the hilt.

I begin to recover and relax. The big cock slides out of me. Mistress calls it her 'double tap'.

"Clean it," I hear Mistress command.

I turn and the big slimy cum covered cock is shoved back in my mouth. I taste my own ass and the big cock's cum. I lick the balls. I clean the sweat off of his taint. He offers his ass to me and I clean that also. I don't know what I've become.

The cock leaves. Mistress smiles down at me. "You did will dear. Now you can have your reward."

More degradation. More humiliation. I begin stroking my cock with my panties still around my knees. Mistress offers her foot and within seconds, I cover it with my own cum.

"That's a good girl. Now clean it off." I bend and suck my own spew off her foot. My ass is sore. My balls ache. I am hers now. The point of no return was long ago and now there is only the freedom of doing her bidding and forging into darker depths. God knows where this road will take me but there is no leaving the path now.