The Man That Converted Me Pt. 02

Again, the thought of being Daddy's personal toy long term was giving me butterflies. To be used by Jenna too was making me just as horny. Jenna is gorgeous. But then I remembered Kylie and got sad thinking about being without her. Was I just horny from being locked up? Did I truly want to throw my life away to essentially become a sex slave? My mind was so torn.

While those thoughts were racing through my brain, Daddy pulled my bikini top to the sides of my newly formed breasts and started to suck on them. The plumping gel had made them incredibly sensitive and the new sensation was a lot to handle.

Daddy moved his free hand under the water and reached past my cage. He started pressing on my butt plug while his tongue danced around my nipple.

Whatever thoughts that were in my head before were instantly gone and I was a slave to this new combination of pleasure. I couldn't help but moan like a bitch in heat while the only thing that could enter my mind was the hours of sissy hypno that Daddy had made me watch and listen to.

After a a few minutes of this I began to feel a sissygasm building. Each wave of pleasure was getting more intense and it's crescendo soon approaching.

At least I thought it was, until Daddy suddenly stopped and I was left painfully hungry for the release I was so desperately craving.

Daddy knew what he was doing to me and had turned me into a cock hungry nympho. I asked him politely to suck his cock as I needed to scratch this itch in one way or another.

"Not right now, sissy. The time will come for that, but how about a preview?"

I sat there frustrated as Daddy lifted me off of his lap and put me down in the water next to him. He then stood up in front of me with a semi hard cock and started slowly jerking it, mere inches from my face. I naturally opened my mouth, mesmerized by this magnificent organ that I was so desperate to taste again.

Before I knew it, he sat back down in the water.

"It's getting late, slut. Hop out and grab me my towel. It's time for bed." He said as he finished the last of his wine.

I hopped out of the hot tub, feeling the most sexually frustrated I'd ever felt to this point, and grabbed the towels and robes.

We headed upstairs and Daddy gave me another set of Jenna's pj's that were borderline lingerie. A lacy pink satin crop top and matching panties.

I climbed into bed, sad that this is how the night would end. Then Daddy told me to sit up on my knees.

He attached individual cuffs to each of my wrists and clipped them to the sides of my collar, so that my hands dangled just above my chest. This instantly got my heart racing again as I was finally going to be used by my owner again.

He then pushed me onto my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed. His cock standing at full mast, just behind my bussy.

He slowly started pulling out my plug, before pushing it back in, ramping up the pleasure again. He then finally removed it, dropping it to the ground.

He lifted my legs up before spitting on my hole, and then into his hand. He massaged his cock while teasing my ass, poking at its entrance before pulling back. The anticipation was killing me. I'd do anything to have him plunge deep into me again at any moment.

Daddy started jerking faster, the Swift movements cause his thick head to tickle my bussy as his cock lightly grazed my aching hole.

But then, all of a sudden, he tensed up and came all over my cage. His cum leaked down, running across my entrance.

After his orgasm subsided, he looked at me. It was clear to him that I was in a state of horned up distress. He just smirked and chuckled.

Daddy proceeded to pull my panties back up, soaking them with his seed.

"Now what do you say to Daddy for giving you his cum?"

"Thank you, Daddy."

"That's a good girl."

He grabbed me under the arms and moved me back to the position I had originally lied down in to go to sleep.

"Good night, sissy. Try not to wet the bed!"

Daddy left me like this and quickly fell asleep. I had to just lay there. I was soaked in cum, hands restrained by my chest, and butt plug out.

I thought I was frustrated before, but now I was going crazy.

After laying there for quite some time, I eventually fell asleep.

In the morning, I was awoken by Daddy. He told me to sit up so he could unlock my hands and collar. After doing so, he sent me to shower and clean up the mess that he had made of me.

"Looks like you had a wet dream, sissy. Your panties are soaked!" He joked.

I headed for a shower after cleaning out my bussy in hopes that I'd finally get to feel Daddy's BBC again. I exfoliated and shaved everything smooth again. After drying and moisturizing my body, then blow drying my hair, I locked my collar back in place as if I wore it every day.

I then cleaned my butt plug and reinserted it. This took some effort, as just one night without it had caused me to start tightening up again. Once it was in I felt a jolt of pleasure as it hit my prostate. I felt whole again, like something was missing before.

I put on my make up and maids outfit before heading downstairs. I made Daddy some brunch and started on my chores. I hoped that if I was a good sissy and did everything well, he would finally breed me again.

As I was finishing up my duties, Daddy came out of the bathroom, fresh from the shower. He told me to get the massage table out of the closet and set it up.

As I finished preparing it, Daddy handed me a bikini similar to the one from the night before, except in hot pink.

I quickly got changed. Maybe my hard work was going to pay off! Was Daddy about to give me a massage? His big hands would feel incredible rubbing all over my petite body.

As I returned to the table, I found Daddy laying on it with just a towel over his butt.

He must have seen my face change from excitement to disappointment as he laughed at me.

"You didn't think I was going to give you a massage, did you Breanna?"

"I'm sorry, Daddy. I guess I'm just a dumb sissy."

I grabbed the massage oil and began to rub Daddy down. After about an hour, I had rubbed every inch of Daddy's muscular body that wasn't covered. Daddy then instructed me to remove the towel and start massaging his butt and upper legs

When I removed the towel, I found his cock laid out between his legs against the table, pointing towards his feet like it was a third leg.

After spending a fair amount of time working on his butt, I started to massage his cock.

Daddy then turned to me and said, "Use your tongue for this part, sissy."

He didn't have to tell me twice. I immediately jumped up onto the table to get better access.

I licked up and down his shaft, giving special attention to the most sensitive part of his enormous cock head. I slowly and joyfully worked my way up to his balls, sucking on and making out with them. I was in heaven. I had been craving this taste and I was definitely showing some enthusiasm. As I started back down the shaft, Daddy spoke again.

"You missed a spot, Breanna."

I returned to his balls and continued, making sure to taste every last square inch of him.

"A bit higher, sissy."

I followed Daddy's direction. I moved higher and was now licking the beginning of his perineum.

"Getting closer, keep going."

I kept following Daddy's orders and I was now directly making out with his taint

"Almost there, slut."

It was now realized what Daddy wanted. He wanted me to eat his ass. I wasn't sure about this. I was a little hesitant, but this is what Daddy wanted. I loved when he did it to me, so I knew what I had to do.

I tentatively spread his muscular cheeks and moved my tongue toward his ass. At least he was kind enough to shower before the massage. I thought I wasn't going to enjoy it, but as soon as my tongue hit his hole I immediately wanted more. I fell into a trance, swirling my tongue around and pushing it as deep as it would go.

Daddy then lifted himself onto his knees so I would have better access. As he did this, he grabbed a Magnum XL condom and rolled it onto his cock.

Once he had fitted the condom, I started stroking Daddy's cock while eating his ass, and did so like I was possessed. I was moaning as if I was the one being pleasured, fully immersed in this new experience.

Soon Daddy exploded into the condom, filling it more than I knew a man could fill one.

He then sat up on the table.

"Thank you, sissy. That was a fantastic massage." He said while removing the condom, "would you like your reward?"

"Yes please, daddy"

"Then open wide."

I knelt before him and he dumped the freshly filled condom all over my mouth and face.

"Don't waste a drop, slut."

I quickly wiped up all the cum that missed my mouth and swallowed everything, licking my fingers clean at the end. I then thanked Daddy for such a delicious treat.

Later on, after I had made Daddy dinner and cleaned it up. He sent me to change what would be my last outfit of the weekend. We were leaving the following morning, so I knew Daddy wouldn't be able to resist fucking me one last time.

I headed to my room and started getting ready, excited beyond belief. The outfit was the kinkiest yet. It was a skin tight, baby pink and white, PVC, nurses costume. It was a one piece body suit with an open crotch and built in garter belt. It had a head piece, long sleeves with built in gloves, removable breast cups, a removable mini skirt that just made it past my cage, and thigh highs that were attached to high heels, all completely made of PVC. It was tight but very sexy.

When I was dressed, Daddy told me to come to his room. When I entered, I found him in tight black dress pants, with a fitted dress shirt that had several buttons open, and black and gold Versace slippers.

Beside him on the dresser, was every last item that was in his and Jenna's sex bag. Ropes, hand restraints, ball gags, whips, chains, nipple clamps, plugs, dildos, spreader bars, all laid out on the bed amongst other toys. I felt like I had walked into a scene from 50 Shades of Grey.

I stood at the doorway and awaited instruction. Daddy gestured with his finger for me to approach him. I walked nervously towards him, anxious and excited for what was ahead. Daddy was stood in a powerful stance in front of the bed.

As I reached him, he finally spoke.

"On your knees, sissy."

I knelt as quickly as the outfit would allow me to.

"Good girl. You've been a very good toy for me this weekend. You have learnt fast. Tell me, have you enjoyed being my toy?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Of course you have, slut. You were built for this. It is in your nature. You were never meant to be anything more than a toy for a real man like myself, isn't that right, Breanna?"

"That's right, Daddy."

"Well now I'm going to really show you what it means to be my toy." he said as he placed a gag in my mouth that held my mouth open, wide enough for him to still use it. "Because that's all you are." He continued.

Daddy then placed hand restraints on each of my wrists, before pulling me to my feet by my collar. He guided me onto the bed until I was kneeling at the end of it. He took ropes that were attached to the top of both bottom bed posts and fastened them to my restraint cuffs. I was now kneeling with my arms held straight outwards.

Next he put a support with ropes on either side across my stomach and lifted me to my feet. He then tied the ropes off on the left and right side of the bed to a steel ring that was at the centre of the bar that ran between the tops of each of the bed posts. It was just tight enough that feet came off the ground.

This was followed by attaching ankle restraints and the spreader bar between them. At this point my heart was pounding. I could feel my pulse through my butt plug.

After all this he walked in front of me and placed a blindfold over my eyes.

"That's a good finishing touch." He said, chuckling to himself.

I was more helpless than ever. My wrists tied away from my body, my ass suspended in the air, and my ankles spread open. I had been his plaything this weekend, but now I was truly just a sex toy, waiting to be used.

I felt Daddy step on to the bed and stand behind me. He grabbed me by the hips and it made me jump. I let out a soft whimper. Daddy just chuckled and said "Oh we are gonna have some fun." He ran one of his hands down between my legs, squeezing and pulling on my cage.

With his other hand he made a click and I heard the buzz of a vibrator. He started touching it on my ass, circling around, slowly approaching my butt plug.

Then I felt it, that similar surge of pleasure from the first night, he pressed against my plug and I let out a squeal. As the pleasure built, he pulled it away, letting my enjoyment subside, before reapplying it. He continued this for some time. Teasing me more and more.

Eventually he grew bored of this and started moving around to the front of me. All of a sudden, I felt his massive cock thrust between my permanently open lips. There was no warm up time. He held my head and forced his cock down my throat all the way to the base, holding it there for what felt like an eternity but was probably about 30 seconds. He finally pulled out and I gasped for air. I didn't have much time before he plunged back in the same way, this time holding my nose. After the second time, he gave me a few more seconds to catch my breath before he started vigorously face fucking me.

Following this, he removed the cups of the outfit, and applied nipple clamps to my small, sensitive chest. The constant pressure was more intense and painful than having Daddy suck on them.

He then took the vibrator and held it against my cage. After a couple minutes of this he stopped and laughed,

"Hahaha, I thought this would have made you swell in your cage, but you're still as limp as when I started. Your useless clitty truly is useless now!"

All I could do was hang my head in shame, but the shame didn't last long as Daddy moved back behind me. He removed the mini skirt and butt plug while reaching forward, shoving his fingers into my drooling mouth. Once lubed, he removed them and pushed them deep inside my hole, purposely aiming for my sissy spot. All I could do was squirm and moan as he ramped up the pleasure again. He kept building and releasing, over and over. My mind was totally blank, lost to his every whim.

He then removed his thick digits and replaced them with his tongue. Swirling and penetrating with perfect skill and technique.

"Looks like my toy is all warmed up."

It was time, I'd finally feel him in me again, I was more than ready.

Then it happened. With one big thrust Daddy plunged into me balls deep holding still as he done with my throat. I was making sounds I didn't know I was capable of.

He pulled all the way out, at the same speed he went in. After a few moments he plunged in deep and hard again. It was painful but I needed more.

He repeated this several times before starting to fuck me. He started by going in hard as he had before, but taking it out slowly until only the head remained.

All these different ways of feeling pleasure were messing with my brain. Daddy would build pleasure in me before stopping, letting it subside, then change the way he fucked me just as my brain had started to enjoy what he had been doing.

He knew what he was doing, a master at his craft. He was my Master, that was certainly true.

This was clearly his plan. To tease me and build me up to an enormous mind blowing sissygasm that breaks me forever. But at this point, that is all that I wanted. I needed release.

For the next several hours, he went from fucking my ass, to fucking my throat, to whipping me, teasing me, degrading me. He used every toy he had to defile me in any way he could conceive.

After he had finished another round of fucking my throat, he fucked my sore ass one last time. He did it with the same energy and power as he had the first time. I can't believe the stamina that he had. This time he went hard and fast, just as my sissygasm was about to erupt, he erupted first. He filled me with pump after pump of his seed, breeding me one last time. He slowed before I was able to get my release.

After he had finished, cum streamed out of me on to the rubber sheet he had laid down below. I hung there limp, totally spent, but still lucid.

He untied the support at my waist and I dropped to my knees. He then removed the spreader bar and ankle restraints. Finally, he released my wrists from their restraints as well, catching me as I collapsed in his arms, panting and trying to catch my breath.

"That's a good girl, you can rest now." He said to me softly as he laid me down on the bed. I immediately fell into a deep sleep from pure exhaustion.

I woke up the next morning confused. I was back in my bedroom, in my shirt and boxers that I had worn to the cabin the day we arrived. The rest of my clothes were folded on the dresser. My collar was gone and so was my chastity cage.

I got dressed and went downstairs for things to get even stranger. Everything was clean and tidy. The cabin was the same as when we arrived. All of Daddy's bags were packed, along with each of the girls bags. They were neatly packed at the front door ready to leave.

I made my way to the front door and Daddy was outside loading a cab.

It's about time you woke up bro, our flight leaves in a couple hours, we gotta get going.

I helped load the last of our things and we headed to the airport.

On the drive, Daddy acted like nothing over the last 3 days had happened.

When we got to the airport. Daddy upgraded us both to first class

We dropped our bags off and got through the security. I was still confused about it all and how to act, so I didn't say a thing to Daddy. I still felt like Breanna and I still felt like his sissy bitch.

We boarded the plane and took our seats. Shortly after lift off when the seatbelt signs turned off, Daddy grabbed my arm and dragged me to the bathroom. We crammed in without being seen.

"See, I told you that things would go back to normal after this weekend, but I can tell you're still hungry aren't you, slut?"

"Yes, Daddy"

"Then get down on your knees and have one last taste, Breanna."

Daddy then pushed me to my knees, pulled out his cock and shoved it in my mouth and down my throat. I sucked on him hard and fast. I gave him everything that I had. I struggled to stay quiet while I slurped on his huge rod. He pulled it out of my mouth and slapped it across my face while I sucked on his big manly balls. He then pulled me up by my hair.

"Turn around and pull your pants down, slut."

"Yes, Daddy." I said, doing exactly as he asked as quickly as possible.

He thrusted his saliva covered cock into my eager hole in one quick push while he covered my moaning mouth with his huge hands. A shock of pain was quickly followed by the addictive pleasure of his BBC slamming against my p spot.

My sissygasm started to build again, but Daddy was already cumming, breeding me one last time with rope after rope of thick hot man seed.

Daddy quickly pulled up his pants and went to leave the bathroom before saying to me.

"Once I step out of that door, I'm Lamar, and you are Brandon again, got it?"

"Yes."

"Yes what, bitch? I said AFTER I step out of here!"

"Yes, Daddy."

"That's better, slut. It's been fun Breanna. I can't wait until next time. I bet you can't either."

And just like that, he left me in the bathroom with my pants around my ankles and my ass full of cum.

I quickly locked the door as he left. After cleaning myself up, I decided to finally give myself some much needed relief. If I'm going back to being Brandon then I can jerk off again too.

I tried so hard but no matter what I did or how much I thought about everything that Daddy - I mean Lamar - had done to me this weekend, I couldn't get it up! Had he truly broken me?!