Her Baby Girl Slave

Misty patiently stood in line, her entire petite body shivering in silent anticipation. She was about to meet her favorite adult entertainment actress, the stunning and sweet blonde bombshell that was Roxxy Amore, the most coveted and hottest transgender woman in the business. At six feet and two inches, she resembled an angel with her honey blonde long hair that fell down to her small waist and her stunning aquamarine eyes that captivated everyone. She had just published a memoir that was a New York Times bestseller, which she was currently on tour promoting.

Today she looked elegant and chic in a long, black dress that highlighted her curves along with her Louis Vuitton red stilettos. She wore a deep shade of crimson lipstick and smoky black eyeshadow that completed her sexy, sophisticated look. She was so down-to-earth and kind, taking the time to interact with her fans and pose for photos, and sign books. When it was finally Misty's turn, she found herself feeling bashful and nervous. How many times had she orgasmed, hard, watching Roxxy's scintillating, sensual videos? Despite her nerves, she managed to walk up to Roxxy in the chunky black three-inch heels that made her feel confident and sexy. When Roxxy smiled warmly at Misty, she felt like she was going to faint.

"Hey, beautiful." Roxxy's intoxicating, feminine voice wandered over to her. "It's nice to see a female fan for once. I love men but I have a special place in my heart for cute baby girls."

The gorgeous blonde of her dreams winked at her and Misty felt her heartbeat race in an adrenaline rush. Roxxy Amore thought she was beautiful and cute? Even though she was quivering all over from anxiety and lust, she stepped forward with her book pressed tightly against her ample chest and smiled at her.

"I'm your biggest fan. I love you so much!"

Roxxy grinned and her gaze went down Misty's petite, curvy body. "Too bad you're not in the business. I would love to make you my good girl."

Misty gulped and her nipples tightened. The guy behind her made a masculine grunting noise of approval before he chuckled.

"That would be nice to watch. Nothing hotter than two beautiful women fucking each other."

Misty turned around and smiled at the handsome fan. "I know, right?"

The guy was hot, with stylish hair that was buzzed on the sides. Despite his dominant, sensual energy, Roxxy kept her gaze on Misty and motioned her forward.

"Come to me, baby doll. I don't bite. Unless you want me to." She winked.

Misty's anxiety dissipated as she walked closer to Roxxy. After setting the book down on the table, Misty reached into her large purse and took out the white, beautiful roses that she had purchased just for her.

"I'm sorry I don't have enough money to buy you something lavish. If I could, I totally would."

Roxxy's stunning face broke out in sheer surprise. "These are for me?"

Misty nodded. "I hope you like them."

"They're gorgeous."

After Roxxy accepted the roses from her, she signed Misty's book and paused before a devilish grin claimed her face.

"I want a kiss from my best fan. May I kiss you, little one?"

Misty swayed in surprise. "A...kiss?"

"I would be more than happy to take a picture for you, fellow fan."

Misty could feel the male fan's lust emanating from him, and she quickly whipped out her cell phone to hand it over to him. "I would love that. Thank you."

He grinned. "My pleasure."

Roxxy grinned in approval as she stood up and gracefully walked over to her. I have to be dreaming, Misty thought to herself as she intently watched the woman of her dreams approach her. She felt spellbound as Roxxy gently framed her face and brought her crimson lips to Misty's. Her fingers were so soft and calming; a flood of desire pulsed through her as Roxxy gently kissed her, long, slow and deep. Misty moaned loudly and the entire room went silent as the men hooted and hollered around them. Despite the sheer volume of fans in the room, she felt as if it were only Roxxy and her in there. The buxom blonde purred in approval as her hands wandered down Misty's curvy body, stopping at her C-cup breasts to gently squeeze them.

"So fucking sexy," Roxxy whispered against her mouth. "I want more."

Roxxy smelled divine and intoxicating, like lavender and vanilla. The sound of the camera snapping only fueled Roxxy more, making her slide her tongue into Misty's mouth. Misty moaned and brought her hands down to her natural, perky breasts and squeezed them, making sure to pinch the taut nipples. Roxxy growled and swiftly brought her right hand to Misty's throat, lightly squeezing her airway. She squeaked and her knees buckled as Roxxy stared at her with dominance and desire.

"You're a dirty little slut, aren't you? I should take you home and tie you up to my bedroom and make you my little baby girl slave."

"I would love nothing more."

"Goddamn." The sexy guy behind them shifted uncomfortably. "I feel like I'm going to burst through my pants."

The both of them glanced at the handsome stranger and giggled. Thinking about having Roxxy dominate her while this sexy guy watched was enough to make her little clit throb incessantly. Misty shivered all over when Roxxy brought those sensual, full lips to her ear.

"How about I take you out to eat at my favorite restaurant and I fuck you senseless in a nice hotel room?"

***

I must be dreaming, Misty thought to herself as she walked into the elegant, prestigious restaurant. She had always dreamed of eating at The Four Seasons, but she had never imagined that it would be with the woman that she coveted the most. Misty wore a red dress that hugged her supple curves and a pair of black Coach heels that made her feel like a little nymph. With her black bow clipped on her wavy, long platinum blonde hair, she felt the heated, intrigued gazes of the fellow diners as she walked toward Roxxy, who was sitting in the middle of the dining hall, staring at the menu. Her beautiful blue eyes widened when she set them on Misty and she immediately stood.

"Wow," Roxxy whispered. "You look so stunning."

Misty blushed. "Thank you, Miss."

Despite the captivated audience around them, Roxxy approached her and kissed her passionately and deeply, as if no one was around them. She could literally feel the lust of nearly all of the men heighten along with several of the women. Roxxy caressed Misty's cheek and when they both sat down, she couldn't help but notice five gentlemen in suits directly behind Roxxy staring directly at them. They were all beautiful, young-looking, and looked like executives. The one with raven hair and buzzed hair on the sides was clearly eye fucking Misty, undressing her with his bright eyes. Misty blushed and Roxxy raised her eyebrows in intrigue.

"Those suits are staring at us, aren't they, darling?"

"Yes, Miss."

"Do you find them attractive? Would you let them fuck you?"

A pang of lust flashed through her. "I would. As long as you were there, Miss."

Roxxy smirked before she turned around and waved at the suits. Several of them grinned as they all waved back at her. After placing their drink orders with the waitress, they began to chat and the conversation flowed smoothly. They spoke about their interests, discovering that they both enjoyed working out, hiking, and football games. Roxxy was so down-to-earth and easy to talk to; Misty found herself completely enamored by her. When they received their sparkling waters, they both stared in confusion at the flute glasses of amber bubbling liquid. Alarm coursed through Misty at the silent confrontation with her nemesis, King Alcohol.

"Compliments of the gentlemen behind you," the waitress cheerily said. "They wanted to say that the both of you are a beautiful couple."

"I don't drink," they both said at the same exact time.

They both stared at each other and smiled knowingly. What were the chances?

"Oh." Understanding quickly dawned on the waitress's beautiful face. "My apologies. I will let them know right away."

Misty sighed in relief as she walked away with the flute glasses. Once they put their orders in, they both discussed their sobriety and how their lives had gotten better once they stopped poisoning themselves with alcohol. Their stories were so eerily similar, it took Misty by complete shock. When their entrees arrived (they both ordered vegetarian meals, another similarity they shared), Roxxy asked her about her future goals. She seemed genuinely interested in Misty, and when she explained that she was enrolled in Business classes at Columbia University, she seemed genuinely impressed.

"Beauty and brains." Roxxy smiled at her and nodded. "Impressive and hard to find."

Movement behind Roxxy caught Misty's attention. She gulped as one of their admirers approached them, walking with confidence and assertiveness. When he finally approached their table, he smiled at both of them before setting his gaze on Roxxy.

"Pardon the intrusion," he said. "I just wanted to say that I am a huge fan of your work. A few of my friends are, too."

Misty felt her nipples tighten as Roxxy glanced at the young professional up and down, her gaze resting at his crotch for a few seconds.

"Thank you, kind sir. I always appreciate hearing from my fans. Does your wife know you jerk off to those types of videos?"

She whispered the last few words, making sure that the others around them couldn't hear. Instead of getting flustered, he laughed and glanced at Misty.

"The wife doesn't know." He lowered his voice and looked back at Roxxy, his gaze darkening. "I come so hard when I watch you fuck beautiful women."

"Hm." Roxxy glanced down at the bulge in between his legs. "What do you fantasize about, sir?"

He growled. The primal, masculine sound sent a shiver throughout Misty.

"My friends and I would love to invite you over to our penthouse. We don't have to participate at all. We just want to watch two beautiful women fuck long and hard. We will compensate you if you wish."

Roxxy quickly looked at Misty. "What do you think, my sweet? Will you be a good girl and let me use you as my sweet little whore in front of these suits?"

Behind Roxxy, Misty could see the four other men staring intently at them with anticipation. Before she could change her mind, she nodded.

"I would love to, Miss."

Roxxy smiled in approval and looked back at him. "How much, kind sir?"

***

Zachary, the gentleman that had approached them with the offer, gave them the address to his penthouse, which was located on Park Avenue. The whole building was beautiful, sleek, and elegant. Misty felt out of place there, but with Roxxy's comforting hand holding hers, she felt reassured. She had never done something this kinky before; she had never even been with a transgender woman, so she was partly nervous about that, too. When they arrived at the door, Zachary was already at the door, excitement and lust dancing on his handsome face.

"Ladies," he said with a bow. "All my friends were under the impression that you weren't going to come. I love it when I am right."

Roxxy smiled sweetly and caressed his clean-shaven face. "I'm a woman of my word. I don't back out of plans. Never. Especially when it comes to kinky sex."

Zachary gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "May I have a kiss before you indulge yourself with your girlfriend?"

Roxxy didn't say anything as she framed his masculine face and kissed him fervently and deeply. Zachary growled, his large hands roaming down her body until they rested on her round ass. He hissed when she bit down on his lower lip and sucked it at the same time that she rubbed his crotch. Misty could see his large, thick cock pressing against his slacks, and her womb throbbed in protest. The image of Roxxy fucking her hard and deep with her huge cock while Zachary pumped in and out of Roxxy forced a moan from her.

"Fuck me," he tautly whispered. "The things I want to do with the both of you."

Roxxy grinned in excitement as she stroked him through his slacks. A damp spot had appeared on his pants and Misty silently prayed that she would pop him out of his slacks and bring him to orgasm with her mere hand.

"Like my little slut gagging and drooling on your big, fat cock while I fuck your tight ass with my long, wet tongue?"

His eyes rolled back. "I'd come so hard and fast. I wouldn't last five minutes."

"Mm." She glanced at Misty with a mischievous look. "What does my babygirl say? Should we have fun with him? Do you want his hot cum?"

The erotic image of the both of them orally servicing all five men forced her to tremble all over. "I'd love to worship all of them with you, Miss. If that is okay with you."

Zachary's surprised look turned into one of excitement. "I would happily donate more to that cause."

Roxxy grinned. "My dirty little slut. I love the way you think." She stepped away from Zachary. "Lead the way, kind sir."

The three of them walked into the spacious penthouse, which was elegantly decorated with black and white erotic photography, candles, and expensive-looking paintings. Zachary had exceptional taste. While he spoke with his friends, Roxxy surprised Misty by gently grabbing her by the wrist, which instantly redirected her attention.

"Listen carefully, babydoll," Roxxy whispered. "I don't care how much money they want to pay. If you are not okay with doing something, say stop and I will make sure it ends there. I took ten years of martial arts. I know how to fuck up a guy, and I don't just mean the sexual way." Her gaze darkened. "Your safety is more important than their desires. Understood?"

"Yes, Miss."

"Good girl." She licked her lips and glanced down at Misty's C-cup breasts. "Now let me see those beautiful tits. I've been dying to see them."

A wave of shyness overcame Misty. "I'm...I'm not as skinny and fit as you, Mistress."

Roxxy raised an eyebrow. "Baby girl, are you misbehaving? Do you want to get spanked?"

Misty fought the urge to giggle. "No, Miss."

"Good. Then strip for me."

Arousal washed over her as she began to undress. The men went silent and she could feel their potent gazes on her, fueling her to keep shedding her clothing until she was fully nude. The men murmured in excitement and Roxxy smiled at her in approval.

"Beautiful baby doll. Now kneel before me."

Misty did as she was told. Roxxy had no problem coaxing the submissive side out of her. It was so easy to be obedient to her. Once she was kneeling before Roxxy, she looked up at her with adoration and respect.

"I'm yours, Miss. Do with me as you wish."

"Mm. I can do whatever I want?"

Misty nodded, smiling. "I trust you."

A devious grin claimed her beautiful face. "I want to please my little slut. Lie down for me."

Misty stretched herself out on the marble floor, shivering when her bare skin made contact with the cold, hard marble floor. She quickly got used to it, though, and waited with anticipation for Roxxy to use her little, eager body as she wished. When Roxxy stripped down to her black lacy bra and G-string, she moaned and stared in complete lust at her perky breasts. Roxxy licked her lips and rubbed the prominent bulge underneath her black G-string.

"I want you to close your eyes and just focus on me and my mouth on your little cunt, okay, baby?"

"Okay, Miss."

She closed her eyes and gasped when she felt Roxxy's soft, luscious lips on her sensitive neck. She felt the five men approach them and adrenaline shot through her, heightening her senses. Roxxy sucked on her neck at the same time that she squeezed her breasts. A gasp escaped Misty as Roxxy rubbed her beautiful, big cock against her wet, bare pussy. More arousal flooded her when Roxxy brought her mouth to her right nipple, hungrily sucking on the taut nipple while she continued to squeeze the other one.

"Finger fuck her until she is screaming in pleasure," Zachary said. "We want to see her squirming and moaning."

Roxxy grinned before she kissed her way down Misty's curvy, soft body. A gasp escaped her when she felt Roxxy's soft lips brush her labia. She was thankful that she had waxed the previous day; the lack of public hair allowed for more sensitivity and pleasure. Her entire body jerked when Roxxy licked her slick, damp folds. Her womb was throbbing and all she could think about was Roxxy's big, beautiful cock inside her tight, wet pussy.

"So sensitive," Roxxy said. "And responsive. I love it. I was going to just use my tongue to work up this little cunt but it seems ready for my finger. I still want to taste you, though."

Misty wasn't prepared for the sensual onslaught of Roxxy's tongue and finger. She had gotten off so many times to her videos, especially the ones of her fucking other beautiful women and dominating them sensually. She liked to be dominant with women and submissive with men, which made her an ideal woman to Misty. No amount of fantasy could ever live up to her actual wet, talented tongue, though. The moment she wrapped her lips around Misty's puffy clit and started sucking on her sensitive, responsive bud, she cried out in ecstasy and bucked her hips. She completely forgot about the five men standing near them, watching her writhe and moan in pleasure. Until Zachary knelt down and gently caressed her face.

"Are you submissive?"

Misty opened her eyes and stared at his handsome face. "Yes. Very."

"May I enhance this experience?"

Misty immediately glanced down at Roxxy, who had stopped pleasuring her to meet her gaze. She smiled and her beautiful ocean eyes glimmered with intrigue.

"That's up to you, baby doll. What do you say?"

Misty shivered in excitement and nodded. "I would love that, Miss."

Zachary's strong, large right hand went down until he reached her throat. He wrapped his fingers around her neck and lightly squeezed while his other hand reached her left breast. Misty moaned and shivered at the new sensations and her eyes rolled back when Roxxy continued her sensual onslaught on Misty's sopping wet cunt. Her pussy throbbed incessantly and her petite, curvy body shivered as Roxxy tongue fucked her hard and fast. With Zachary choking her and tweaking her sensitive nipple, she felt herself quickly unraveling with every passing second. When Roxxy slipped her finger inside Misty's hot, slick entrance, she almost screamed at the onslaught of divine pleasure. It usually took her at least ten minutes for her to climax, but she was already on the brink of orgasm from all the stimulation. But she wanted more. No, she needed more.

"Touch me, please," she hoarsely whispered. "All of you."

The four other men exchanged glances and then looked at Roxxy, as if to confirm that this was in fact okay. She pulled her luscious mouth away from Misty and grinned at her with excitement glimmering in her beautiful eyes.

"You want all of us to pleasure you, darling? You continue to surprise me." She smiled at the other men and winked. "Have at it, gentlemen. Just don't hurt my baby girl in a bad way, okay?"

The men all nodded and quickly positioned themselves next to Misty; suddenly there was a hot, wet mouth sucking on her left nipple, which made her moan in even more ecstasy. Another pair of lips began gently sucking on the other nipple while the other two men unzipped their slacks and took out their long, thick cocks that made the aching in her belly skyrocket. To her delight, they took no time in stroking themselves while they intently watched Misty become ravaged by this goddess of a woman and three beautiful men. The energy in the room was electric and undeniable; every cell in Misty's body hummed with lust as Roxxy pulled her finger away to spread her legs even further to delve her long, hot tongue deep inside Misty. She gasped in complete surprise and when her womb started tightening, she knew that she was going to come.