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Camden Fringe 2018: Blue at Etcetera Theatre | Theatre review

Camden Fringe 2018: Blue at Etcetera Theatre | Theatre review

Camden Fringe 2018: Blue at Etcetera Theatre | Theatre review

15 th August – 19 th August 2018 Price £8 Links & directions Blue is an exquisite one-woman performance which uses dance, poetry, sound and clowning to explore mental health and space. Packed with sci-fi allusions and jokes, it’s clever, funny, beautiful, left-field and wildly inventive, cramming an enormous amount into its 45-minute runtime. The eponymous protagonist lives on the moon with only her lobster Spock for company, but she welcomes us into her world with open arms. Entirely silent save for a strange disembodied voiceover, the lone human is nonetheless able to show us her pastimes, and to enlist the help of the audience when she struggles. Her hobbies include dancing along to classic sci-fi theme tunes with Spock her willing partner, playing catch – with the lobster still her willing, if less able partner – as well as f ishing and even shadow puppetry. On the level of pure performance, this play is exquisite. Everyone involved ought to be hugely proud of the piece they have created. Despite a clearly limited budget – necessitating the use of a lot of cardboard and quite a bit of imagination – the character’s world becomes completely immersive thanks to the tenderness of the storytelling and the brilliance of Kim Scopes’s central turn, displaying wonderful technical and theatrical ability. But it is in its sensitive treatment of a difficult issue that the production truly stands alone. Plays about mental health can often be very serious and gritty, depicting debilitating illnesses, collapsing relationships and grave discussions between doctors, friends and family about the right course of action. There is no doubt that these situations exist and these portrayals are absolutely valid and necessary, but they are not the whole story. Blue , despite its other-world setting, is by contrast much more everyday in its exploration of mental health. All psychological issues are deeply personal, and much like the unending expanse of space, can be difficult for others to penetrate, comprehend or understand. This staging does a brilliant job of exposing the ways in which outward displays do not necessarily mirror internal feelings. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ William Almond Camden Fringe 2018: Blue is at Etcetera Theatre from 15 th August until 19 th August 2018.

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Dear Taryn
We never cheated on our girlfriends, but we always had a nice time. When we came
to a hotel we tried to get our rooms next to each other. If that wasn’t
possible, then we got a double room instead with two separate beds. It wasn’t
until we were given a king size bed that we got closer. When we used to share a
room, we always walked around naked in the room after a shower. Both of us also
slept naked. This time was different though.
We had been working the whole day presenting our products at an exhibition. When
we got back to the hotel Mark took a shower first and then I followed. He was
lying naked on the bed and had opened a bottle of wine when I came out of the
shower. I could see that he just had had a hard-on while I was in the shower.
The dick was not rock hard but still stiff. When I jumped in bed I could see
that he looked at my dick in a way he hadn’t done before. He handed me a glass
of wine. After taking a sip I put my glass away and got settled on my back. Mark
did the same thing. When he turned to me, I took his hand and placed it on my
dick. At this time I wasn’t sure if he liked it or not. Luckily he did like it.
At first he started to play with it but then he played with my balls and
continued with my dick again. I took his head and pushed it down so he could
suck me and he did. It didn’t take long until I came in his mouth and all over
his face.
Afterwards he came up beside me and said that he wanted the same thing. I turned
to him instead and said:- Now I want you to fuck my ass. I really want you
inside of me and if you’re good I will suck it afterwards.I turned around to get
ready and I could see that he liked my initiative. He placed his dick to my ass
and started moving slow. At first it felt like he was to big for me, then he
slowly came in deeper and deeper. The pain I felt in the beginning was gone now
and I loved having him in me. Now he was so excited that he started fucking my
ass and I loved it. The only problem was that he came to quick. Right after he
had filled my ass, I turned around and said:- You stud, I’m not done with your
dick in my ass. I will have to continue with it later.We both laughed as he
pulled his dick out of me. I looked at it and decided to get a wet towel to
clean it. When I returned with the towel, I laid down in a 69 position on the
side so he could play with my dick while I played with his. After a few minutes
we fell asleep though, after a hard days work.
I don’t know for how long we slept, but we both woke up when the door to our
room opened. In came Li and Antonia, the two young ladies that helped us out in
our booth. We thought that they were innocent ladies, but we found out that they
were even more experienced than we were. When they found us lying in bed, they
came to us right away and Li started talking.- So here you are, we’ve been
waiting for you in the bar but you never showed up. Now I can see that you
started with your fun without us. Isn’t that a shame?- It certainly is, Antonia
continued. Especially as you’ve been playing with each other. We never thought
you had that preference, with your girlfriends waiting back home. I don’t thing
that you will mind, if we will join you for some more fun.Before we were able to
say anything both of them got undressed and jumped in bed. Li went over to Mark
and turned him around on his back and placed herself over his face, so he could
lick her pussy while she sat on his face. She was an Asian girl with small tits
and a great body. Antonia came over to me and gave me a kiss and started to suck
Mark’s dick. She was a white woman with long black hair, C-cup tits and also
with a great body. I joined her sucking Mark’s dick but stopped her when it was
rock hard.- I am sorry to stop you here, but I promised before that I was not
done with his dick in my ass. You might want to help me out?I got up and placed
myself over his dick to ride him. Antonia understood what I was up to and helped
me get it in me. Then she also got up and sat on his belly turned against me, so
I could kiss her while the dick went all the way in me. Then she helped me move
up and down, to really fuck his dick. After a while she moved her legs so she
also could take my dick in her pussy while I sat on Marks dick. This was quite a
scene to watch. Antonia started to ride my dick while I leaned back to make it
easier for her. I was so turned on that I came within a couple of minutes. It
was great to see her tits jump up and down, while riding me. Meanwhile Mark had
been licking Li’s pussy and she had had an orgasm. Then Li and Antonia switched
places, so Mark had to lick Antonia’s cum filled pussy and give her an orgasm.
Li came behind me instead and helped me fucking Mark’s dick. She held me close
from behind and made me ride him faster and faster. Every time the dick came out
of my ass, she helped it in again. We kept going for 10-15 minutes, before Mark
could come another time in me. All of us were quite exhausted by now and laid
down on bed and one by one we fell asleep.
We didn’t fuck any more that night instead we slept all together in that king
size bed. In the morning the girls went to their room to get ready for a new
days work while we stayed in our room. When we came to the exhibition, Li and
Antonia started to tease us. Finally Li said:- Boys, I think we got something on
you that you don’t want to be spread as a rumour. I mean what would the people
at the office think if we called the two of you lovebird? Not to mention what
your girlfriends would think if we called them up and told about last night.She
stopped and looked us. Then Antonia continued.- As you might understand, we have
a proposal that is very interesting for you. We won’t tell if you will do as we
tell you. First of all, for the last two days of this exhibition you will have
sex with us when and how we want to. Then you will work for us in the afternoon
while we will go shopping instead. Last but not least the two of you will give
us money so we can go shopping.We had nothing to negotiate with so we agreed and
later that morning we gave them money as agreed. Before they left us on our own
they told us to get back to the hotel as soon as possible, when the exhibition
facilities closed. We were also told to get undressed and wait in the bed until
Li and Antonia came back.
I guess we waited for an hour before the door to our hotel room opened. Li and
Antonia entered, dressed up in a new outfit they bought during the day. They
came up to the bed and turned around:- How do you like the outfit you’ve bought
for us today? Li said. Isn’t it nice?We both nodded and told them how pretty
they looked. Then Antonia said:- We guess you’ve been starving for sex while
we’ve been away? Now it is time for us to play a little with you. We’ve bought
some tools to use, to give all of us pleasure. She took her bag and emptied it
on the bed. There she had several dildos, hand-cuffs, whips and other things to
play with.- Now first of all, Li said. My pussy is dirty after shopping and I
need you to lick me clean Aron, she told me. Come over here and undress me.I got
out of bed and undressed her slowly. She was a great kisser and it was great to
play with her. When I had undressed her, I got down on my knees and started to
lick her pussy. It was like she said a dirty pussy after shopping. I realised
that Mark did the same thing with Antonia and there we were sitting on our knees
licking our ladies clean.
When I had made Li come, she ordered me to stand on all my four so she could use
me as her chair. There she sat watching Mark eat Antonia’s pussy until she had
her orgasm. Then it was Mark’s turn to stand on his four so Antonia could use
him as her chair. The ladies sat and talked for a little while not taking any
notice of us men, until Li said.- Now I think it is time for me to play with
this gentleman.She went over to the bed and took out a dildo and she lay down on
the bed to play with it in her pussy. After a couple of minutes she took it out
and went over to me.- I think you can start by licking this clean, open you
mouth.She took the dildo and put it to my mouth and I started to lick and suck
it. When I was done, she took it out and went over to my ass. There she started
pushing it in me and didn’t care that it hurt me. I was quite soaring from
taking Mark’s dick last night and now this dildo was even bigger. She made it
all the way in and started to fuck me hard with it. She really enjoyed doing
this, I could see. Finally she stopped with the dildo all the way in me and then
she said:- Now turn around so you can sit on the dildo while we will take care
of Mark.She helped me so I wouldn’t loose it and I was made to sit on my knees
and get as comfortable as possible. Meanwhile Antonia had gone over to the bed
and brought out hand-cuffs. She cuffed Marks arms behind his back so he wouldn’t
make any resistance. Li walked up in front of him when they were done and
slapped him several times over his face. After that Antonia pushed him over to
the coroner of the room so he couldn’t see what they were up to. I could see how
they took out a whip and were about to spank him. Antonia started spanking his
shoulders and his ass before they turned him around to spank his chest and dick.
He had a hard on now and the ladies liked that. They took it in their hands and
played with it in between. When they were done with this, they took him over to
the bed and made him lean forward over it, so Li could lie on the bed to make
him lick her while Antonia continued to spank his ass. Every time she spanked
him harder and harder and in the end he started to scream.- You’re supposed to
be quite, Li said. I think we have to shut your mouth. Here this will keep you
quite.She had found Mark’s sock and put it in his mouth. I could imagine the
smell and was happy that it wasn’t me that had to take them. Li walked over to
me though and put her underwear in my mouth instead, but I liked that better. I
was still only allowed to watch while Antonia and Li seduced Mark, spanking him
and hurting him. The kept on for almost an hour and I could see the tears from
his eyes when they were hard on him. Then finally they released him from the
hand-cuffs and Antonia told him:- You’ve been a good boy now, so you will be
allowed to fuck a little bit. But it won’t be our pussies, instead it will be
the ass you fucked yesterday. Li went over to me and took out the dildo. Then
she dragged me in my hair and made me lie down on the bed and Mark came on to
me. They helped him get his dick in my ass and made him fuck me harder than
before. It was good though to feel the dick all the way in my ass instead of the
dildo. I could hear him breath harder and harder until he filled me all up. The
ladies laughed and let us rest for while.- Now get up Aron and sit on Mark’s
face, I think it is time for him to eat his own cream. Li said.Mark got out of
me and I was made to sit over Mark’s face and I started to fart a little to get
the cream out. I could hear and feel that he didn’t like it still we had no
chance stopping it. At the same time I had Antonia in front of me, giving me
kisses and Li behind me touching my body. I had a real hard-on and when Mark was
done, Antonia insisted me to fuck her. It was great doing that, while Li had
pulled Mark over on the side of the bed so he could only watch me fuck both of
the ladies. They knew how to seduce us and make us jealous. That was their
tactics to make me and Mark compete for the ladies kindness and right now I was
the king. This continued the rest of the evening and they made Mark sleep on the
side of the bed hand-cuffed to the bed while I had the ladies for myself.
Next morning they released us and it was the final day at the exhibition, but we
had made arrangement of another night at the hotel. There were just no flights
available in the evening so we thought from the beginning that is was nice to
stay another night to party a little bit. Now we had an idea that the ladies
would play with us again and it both scarred us and made us tempted. Like the
day before, they asked us for more money to go shopping and then they left us
right after lunch. This meant that we had to take down our booth after the
exhibition and send it back to the office. This took a couple of hours more than
the day before, so the ladies waited for us in naked in our bed when we returned
to the hotel.
Li started talking as soon as we got into the room.- It’s about time that you
came. We have been waiting for you.She walked up to us and Antonia followed her
and then she said:- You know, we really want to fuck tonight and you can’t stay
dressed like that. Let’s have a small competition between the two of you. The
first one that gets naked will be rewarded with our kisses while the looser will
only be allowed to watch. You can start undressing now.I started undress as fast
as I could and thought that I was winning. When I was naked I realised that Mark
had won. The ladies came up to him and started kissing over and over again. Both
of us had a hard-on, Mark from the kissing and touching while I actually enjoyed
watching them. After a couple of minutes they let Mark go and Li said:- Now my
boys, before we start both of you must go down on your knees and put your hands
behind your back.I remembered last night when we had to eat their pussies and
all that happened afterwards. So we got down on our knees and Li went over to
the bed and picked up one pair of hand-cuffs. She came over to us again and went
behind me. Slowly she attached them over my wrists and then walked around me
with a smile. Now I was captured and Antonia said:- Mark, you can get up and pay
the bribe you offered us this morning. That will give you the advantage of being
with us tonight.I looked at Mark and realised that he had went behind my back,
to get in bed with the ladies like I had done last night. He paid the girls and
then Li said:- Don’t hurry dear there is something you have to do first. We want
you to give Aron a kiss and then you will have to give him a little treatment to
ensure that he will be nice for the rest of the night.Mark came over to me and
gave me quick kiss and then Li continued:- Now you shall slap his face until we
say that it is enough.Mark turned around to slap me and so he did. I lost count
at 14 and he just continued. Meanwhile Antonia had picked up the whip and
suddenly she said:- Stop that is enough. Aron bend over so we can see your ass
and Mark take this whip and spank his ass until I will tell you to stop. Do it
proper now so he really can feel the pain.Mark took the whip while I leaned
over. At first he started spanking me slowly but he got harder after a little
while. I tried to scream in pain, but Li covered my mouth so no one could hear
me. Finally Antonia told him to stop and the ladies pulled me over to the foot
of the bed and fastened me to it. Then the three of them jumped in bed and the
ladies started to play with Mark. He was rock hard and it didn’t take long until
he fucked them for the first time that night and then they just continued. I was
not invited to join them instead I had to watch while I could sense the smell of
their pussies. They continued to fuck over and over and they never paid any
attention to me. I was not released until next morning after the ladies had left
the room. My ass was still soar after the treatment Mark had given me, but I was
horny after what I had seen. I went straight into the shower and jerked off.
When Mark saw me doing that, he just laughed at me.
This was the end of our business trip and we all went back home. We had our
girlfriends to return to, but I knew that I would have problems explaining the
marks on my ass. Of some reason I managed to hide it or at least my girlfriend
didn’t say anything. Antonia and Li had no boyfriends, instead the started using
us for sex whenever they felt like it. This led us into a path of cheating on
our girlfriends and satisfying our lovers. In the beginning it was difficult to
lie about it, but now it feels natural. I wonder at the same time how much our
girlfriends were cheating on us. As far as I have noticed, it has happened
several times.Dear Taryn
For as long as I can remember I have always craved to be tied up and rendered
immobile. I have been into self- bondage for several years now and recently I
upped the stakes wanted to try something I had never done before. It was the
most thrilling and embarrassing moment in my life.
Last Saturday, I knew that I had the whole day to myself and that I could
indulge my favorite pastime. So I slept in and woke up around 10:00 a.m. I was
so excited for this was “the day” I was going to try something I had never done
before. I had been planning for this day for the past couple of months. I went
into the basement and got all of the equipment that I would need. I then went
to the refrigerator and removed the 6 plastic containers that I had placed
there . They each were filled with about 2 ounces of my own cum. And at the
bottom of one of these 6 containers was the key to the handcuffs I would need
to later release myself, the other five also had handcuff keys but they were
filed down and would not work The containers also had an inner lip around the
top. I placed these 6 containers in 6 different holders, I had especially made,
that were scattered throughout the basement. The holders were about 3′ off the
ground and once I snapped the container in place it took 2 two hands to get it
out. I forced myself not to peek and see which container had the key. It was
easy to do this while I was horny, the trick would come after I came.
I was now ready to immobilize myself. I began by stripping off all of my
clothes. I then put on my slutty clothes. I put on a black thong, fishnet
stockings, 5″ heels, a black bra, bright red lipstick and a pink bow in my
hair. I then bound my ankles with one of those heavy plastic cable ties that
allow you to pull one end through the other and tighten it as far as you like.
I took a smaller cable tie and did the same thing to my balls. I then took
several cable ties and made a chain hooking one to the other. I then attached
one through the tie around my feet and the other through the tie around my
balls. I wanted to be sure there were no knots I could possibly undo. I was now
forced to crawl around the room rather than walk. My balls being secured to my
ankles made standing impossible. I next attached another heavy duty plastic
cable tie through the one on my ankle. It was coming close to the moment of
truth and I took a deep breath before I proceeded further for I was
approaching the point of no return. I then put on nipple clamps and securely
tied a blindfold around my head making sure I couldn’t get it off. I then
picked up the handcuffs and placed my hands behind my back. I snapped one end
onto my wrist and then ran the other end through the cable tie I had just
placed on my ankles. There was only one thing left to do and this was by far
the hardest.
I had always loved self- bondage but I also liked the idea of being “made” to
do things I never wanted to do. One of things I always wanted to do was to
drink my own cum. The problem was that it always sounded great while I was
horny and I often shot my cum into a glass, but right after I came I lost all
desire to drink it and ended up flushing it down the toilet. So I came up with
this way to “force” myself to taste my own cum. For the past couple of months
every time I came I shot it into one of the 6 containers and I saved these in
the freezer and I thawed them out last night in the refrigerator. I had also
brought down a cassette tape I had made which had me saying over and over “You
are a fucking slut. You aren’t a real man. You will be forced to slurp cum like
a slut. You will be forced to eat your own cumE ” I pushed the play button on
the tape recorder. And to make sure I did it even after I didn’t want to I had
to make myself cum this one last time. So before I secured my other wrist I
began to furiously pump him. It didn’t take long before I was ready to cum. As
I began to explode I quickly, and almost without thought, threw my hand behind
my back and locked my other wrist in place. I was now totally helpless and my
only chance for escape was to find the key buried somewhere beneath my own
cum.
I no longer relished the thought of drinking my own cum but the nipple clamps
were prodding me along. I knew that I had to get those off before the pain
became too great. I slowly began to crawl to where I thought one of the
containers were. I didn’t realize how long it would take to me move around the
basement. If tried to go too quickly my balls were given a sharp tug that
quickly stopped all forward progress. I finally fumbled my way to one of the 6
containers. I tried in vain to back up to it and reach it with my hands but my
hands didn’t even come close to the top. I was now forced to turn around and
feel for the key with my tongue. I dipped my tongue into the container of cum
and swished it around trying to find the key. This was the most disgusting
thing I had ever done. I felt something hard but there was no way of telling if
this was a good or bad key. I pushed the key up the side of the container with
my tongue hoping to push it out but I had forgotten about the inner rim and the
key slid back down. I tried again and again but the rim was too wide. I was now
forced to try to “slurp” the key into my mouth. This meant, however, that I
was forced to drink more of my own come. I finally got the key in my mouth and
I then quickly dropped in on the floor in front of my. I fell on my side and
groped for it with my hands. As I felt it I knew at once it wasn’t the right
key.
My search continued. My nipples were killing me, I couldn’t get the taste of my
own cum out of my mouth, and I had a hard time getting myself off the ground so
I could continue my search. I couldn’t believe that I had done this to myself,
but there was only one way out – the key! I crawled to the second container,
after fumbling in the dark for five minutes and repeated the same procedure as
before with the same results, no key! As I crawled to the third container I
was mad at myself for having come up with this stupid idea and even shouted at
myself on the tape recorder to shut up. The third and fourth containers also
brought no relief. I imagine an hour had to have passed by now. I hoped and
prayed that the fifth container would bring much needed relief. I did as
before, but this time as I felt the key I knew that I had the right one. I
smiled with joy and shouted, “Yes! I got it! Finally!!” But to my utter
amazement I heard, “Here, I’ll take that!” and the key was ripped from my hand.
I recognized at once the voice of my girlfriend Michelle.
“John, I didn’t know you liked this sort of thing.”
“Michelle, what are you doing here? How did you get in? How long have you been
here? Let me out.” I fired these questions off in a rapid voice for I was still
in shock. No one had ever discovered me before, much less my girlfriend.
“Slow down big boy, or should I say sissy boy. I don’t think you are in any
position to be asking questions or making demands. I have some questions for
you. First I think I will call you ‘Jane’ instead of John since that seems to
fit you better. How Long have you been down here doing this? Have you done it
before? What makes you do it? Why are you drinking your own cum?”
“Come on Michelle, let me out. These nipple clamps really hurt!”
“Jane, as I said you are in no position to be making demands. If you won’t
answer my questions then I’ll just leave you to your little ‘game’. Goodbye.”
“No! Michelle, please don’t leave. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”
Michelle then removed my blindfold so I could look at her. It took me a minute
to get use to the light and once I saw her sitting on the steps it was even
worse. IT was much more embarrassing having her look at me like this.
“How long have you been doing this?”
“Michelle, before we go further can you please do one thing for me? Take off
these nipple clamps, they are killing me.”
“I guess I can do that much for you.” As Michelle took them off I began to
scream in agony. “What’s wrong she asked?”
“It just really hurts like hell when they are taken off. As the blood rushes
back into the nipple it feels like they are literally on fire. Do you want to
know how long I have been down here today or how long I have been doing this in
general?”
“Both” she replied.
“I have been down here since 10:00 this morning. But I have been doing stuff
like this for the past several years, although today is the most elaborate and
crazy thing I have ever done.”
“Why do you do it? And why do you do it by yourself?”
“I have always, for as long as I can remember, had a desire to be tied up and
immobilized. And I do it by myself for I never had the courage to share it with
anyone before. I always thought someone else would think I was crazy.”
“Why are you looking for keys in your own cum?”
“I rather not talk about all that. It’s too embarrassing.”
“No problem. I’ll just put these nipple clamps back on, place your blindfold on
and leave you to your own demise.” Michelle began to move towards me.
“Please Michelle have mercy. Please let me go.”
“John, as I said you are in no position to ask for anything.”
With that said Michelle put the nipple clamps back in place even though I
struggled against her, but with the handcuffs and my balls secured I was pretty
helpless. She then put on the blindfold.
“Please Michelle” I cried “I am sorry. Please don’t go!”
“Jane you had your chance. I am going out to lunch. When I return I hope you
are in a more talkative mood.” She then left me alone.
As I sat there in tremendous pain from the nipple clamps and no possibility of
escape I was both terrified and excited. I was now truly in inescapable bondage
and being “made” to do something against my will. It seemed like an eternity
before Michelle returned.
“I’m back” she announced. I heard her walking around the room for a while
before she removed my blindfold. “Are you ready to talk now?”
“Yes” I quickly responded. “But will you please remove the clamps again?”
“I think not, this time. I have a feeling that you will be much more
cooperative if you have a little incentive. So what’s the deal about you
searching for keys in your own cum?”
I had no choice to explain. “Michelle, I have always loved self-bondage, but I
have also craved the opportunity to be made to do something I ordinarily would
never do on my own.” I then explained in detail how I had been planning this
particular day for the past couple of months.
“You really like this? You really like the idea of being made to do something
you hate doing?”
“Yes, Michelle I do. It’s strange though. I love the idea of doing it while I
am horny, but after I cum I usually lose all desire.”
“Tell me more about all this bondage stuff? What are some of your other
fantasies?”
I talked at length about the Mistress/slave relationship and about all my other
fantasies. I even told her about stories I had written and which were in my
bedroom closet. I then begged Michelle to release me.
“In a moment , Jane. There is one more thing I must do.” She then put the
blindfold back in place and said she would be back in a minute.
“Open your eyes, slave boy” Michelle ordered.
As I opened my eyes I saw Michelle standing in front of me dressed to kill. She
had on a black bra, garter belt, stockings, panties and a pair of high heels.
She also had one of my black belts in her hand.
“What are you doing?”
“Quiet, slave! You will address me as Mistress Michelle, is that clear?” She
said as the belt landed on my back.
“Ouch! Yes, it’s clear.”
“Smack, Smack, Smack” three more hits found my back. “Is that clear?”
“Yes, Mistress Michelle.”
“I am going to make your dreams come true. I am going to be your Mistress from
now on and I will MAKE you do all the things you have always fantasized about
but couldn’t quite bring yourself to do. We will begin by finishing the
fantasy you have started.”
Michelle then walked around the room and brought all six containers and put
them on the floor in front of me. She then went to the corner and brought over
a camcorder I had not previously seen. She could tell I was in shock.
“Don’t worry Jane, if you are a good slave no one but us will ever see this.
But if you are bad who knows where this tape may end up. Instead of going to
lunch before I went home to change and get my camcorder. I hope you don’t
mind.”
“Michelle, please don’t do this.”
“Smack, Smack, Smack! First of all I am Mistress Michelle, secondly I’ll do
anything I want, and thirdly slaves don’t talk unless spoken to first. Now
let’s finish your fantasy.” She had me crawl over to the bottom of the steps
as she sat in front of me with her legs wide open. She the picked up a spoon
she had setting on the step.
“I am now going to finish giving you your own cum. I will spoon feed it to you.
Open wide.”
“Please Michelle I can’t”
“You can’t or you won’t? I believe you can and you will. Let’s give you a
little incentive.”
With that she took off my nipple clamps and quickly replaced them again. I was
now screaming out in pain. My nipples had never been so sore and tender.
“Will you eat your cum now or will I have to keep changing these until you do?
I have all day, what about you?”
“Yes, Mistress Michelle I will eat my own cum.”
“That’s better. Now open wide.” She picked up the first container and started
to spoon feed me my own cum. It took about 10 spoonfuls to empty the container
– and believe me, she got every last drop. I grimaced after each bite. She put
down the first container and looked at me.
“Is this what you like?”
“No, Mistress. I don’t like my own cum.”
“I thought you said you did?”
“I do and I don’t. I a sure I will look back on this and really be turned on
but now I just want to get it over with.”
“Well let’s begin the second container. Oh wait! I forgot one thing. Didn’t you
say something about eating your own cum without being the least bit horny?
Let’s make sure you aren’t horny at all. I am going to milk him before we go
any further.”
“Oh no! Not that. I’ll do anything!”
“Why are you talking back to me with that attitude? I am just helping you live
out your fantasy. You will have to be punished for that outburst.” She once
again changed the nipple clamps and I was dying from the pain.
“Please stop Mistress. Please milk me, but please don’t change the clamps
again!”
“Very well.” With that Mistress Michelle began to stroke my cock and when I
exploded she made sure to catch every drop in the container. “Tell me how you
really feel now?”
“Mistress, I really, really don’t want my own cum but if you want me to I will
eat it.” I had no other choice but to say that. I then remembered a quote I
once read about nipple clamps. It said that, “nipple clamps can make a puppy
dog out of the strongest man” and now I knew that was true.
“I do want you to. So let’s begin.” She then slowly and deliberately fed me the
other 5 containers.”
“You have been so good. You have eaten about 16 ounces of your own cum. You now
know what I feel like when I had to drink your cum before. But you know what,
from now on I don’t think that I will be the cum drinker in this relationship.
And besides, I think you have another gallon or two to make up before you catch
up with me.”
Mistress Michelle finally removed the nipple clamps and massaged blood back
into my nipples. That was the most painful experience of my life.
“Jane, I have one more thing to do before I release you. I have to take this
tape and put it somewhere safe to make sure that you will never find it.
Remember, only you and I will ever see it again, unless of course you are a bad
slave. I will be back in a little bit to set you free. Don’t go anywhere.” With
that she took the camcorder and went upstairs.
As I sat there bound on the floor I realized that my greatest dream and
nightmare have come true on the same day.
Dear Taryn
From the first minute I met Gina I thought I was the happiest man in the world. This girl was
smart, funny, pretty and with a huge taste of sex. I’ve dated other girls before but no one like
her. The first two months we fucked two or three times each day and I don’t understand how
we could have time for anything else. We started in the morning with a morning fuck, then we
did it again after work and we settled the day with the third time. Even when she had her
period we made it in the shower, she was really turned on by it.
As for most girls the mother is important and that was also the case with Gina. Still I didn’t
understand in what way. She told me that Maria, her mother, had taught her how to enjoy sex.
I thought that was nice with a mother telling her daughter about relations, having sex and not
getting pregnant. That was what I expected from Gina and her mother. Her father was also
important for her, as the one being there for her if she were hurt.
After the first two months Gina and I decided to introduce me to her parents. I really felt that
Gina was the woman in my life and I was looking forward to it. It was an eight hour drive to
get there, so we arranged to get the Friday off to be able to be there for dinner. We were both
nervous of what her parents would think of me, but at the same it felt good. To be able to keep
up with our frequency of sexual activities, we had to stop along the way for some backseat
fucking. It was hard to find a place to be on our own, but in the end we found one. I parked
the car and went to backseat, pulled of my pants. Gina took of her cloths and stared to ride
me like I was her horse. It didn’t take long until I came, which made Gina disappointed. To
give her an orgasm I started to play with her clit and within a couple of minutes she came. By
then we realised that we had no paper in the car to clean up her pussy and the cum that started
to drip from it. I knew that she didn’t want a cum filled pussy when we arrived at her parents,
so I suggested that I could lick her clean. Gina smiled when she heard my suggestion and
moved up to my face and I opened my mouth. I have licked many pussies in my life but never
a pussy that I had filled. It didn’t taste much, instead it was just messy. Her pussy tasted of
course like I expected it to and that was something that I loved. After licking her clean, she
got of my face and gave me a kiss.
We arrive at her parent’s house later that day and her parents had been waiting for us. I had
seen the pictures of them and they looked like I expected. Her mother, Marie, was a really
fresh woman aged 45, with brown hair, brown eyes and C-cup firm tits. Her father, Steve, was
also very handsome and slim and in the same age as her mother. When we got of the car they
came over to us and Gina’s ma gave her first a big hug and then she came over to me.
– So here’s the gentleman that we’ve heard about. I hope he is as good as you have told me.
She looked at Gina and then she gave me a big hug, kissed me on the cheek and touched my
butt. I wasn’t prepared for that and started to blush. Then Gina’s father came over to me.
– Take it easy Marie, he said as he laughed at her. You will have a lot of this gentleman this
weekend. Welcome to our home Jimmy, I hope you will enjoy this as much as we do.
Gina and I went inside of their house, which was very nice. They had a large kitchen and
living room downstairs together with two small rooms they used as their office. Upstairs Gina
had her old bedroom, her parents had their room on the other side and there was also two
other spare rooms they didn’t use at the moment together with a bathroom. It was a nice house.
I started to bring in our bags from the car while Gina talked to her parents in private. When I
was done, I went downstairs and joined them. After a while we both went upstairs to Gina’s
room to get some time of our own, before it was time for dinner. We decided to change our
cloths after the ride, to be fresh for dinner. Like always we saw an opportunity to have sex, so
I stripped her and myself in no time, showed her to the window to fuck her from behind. She
was great fucking from behind, as she got so wild of doing it. Every time she started to
scream load and so she did this time too. I went on for quite some time and when I finally
came, Gina had had two orgasms already. Afterward I realised that her parents might have
heard us, but I forgot about it right away.
We went down later and we had a great dinner and excellent wine with her parents. They told
me stories about Gina growing up and finally we came to the boyfriend side. That made me
very curious and I realised that she had only had 3 boyfriends that her parents had met,
which was the same that she had told me before. I never got to know how long, when and how
it ended. During the dinner I felt a leg touching mine of and on, getting closer and closer to my
dick and when I looked I realised it was Marie’s leg playing with me. I looked up and she just
smiled at me and touched her tits with joy.
After the dinner Marie asked her husband to clear the dining table while she ordered me and
Gina to join her in the living room. We sat down on the safa with Gina on one side of me
and her ma on the other. Right away they put their hands on my knees while they started to
talk. I had nowhere to go so I just went along sitting there, listening to them. A bit later Gina’s
pa came in and sat down on a chair in front of us, smiling as he saw the ladies sitting there with
me in the middle. I couldn’t help myself getting a hard-on when the touched me slowly and
both of them noticed it. Gina leaned also over to me and said:
– I can feel how horny you are, you should know that I really would like to fuck you here and
now.
I smiled at her as a response and she returned my smile. A little bit later we turned on the TV
and started to watch a film that was both romantic and erotic. This turned Gina on and she
took my hand and but it between her legs, making me play with her pussy outside of her
dress. With her mother on the other side, still with the hand placed on my knee, I tried my
best to please Gina. I only played with her to make her feel good, without giving her an
orgasm. At the same time her ma moved her hand between my legs touching my hard-on dick.
After a while she leaned back and whispered:
– I can feel that you’ve got a real piece of equipment down here. I hope you are giving my
daughter the best treatment in the world with it.
– I can promise you that she is in safe hands. I whispered as a reply.
When the film was over me and Gina went upstairs to the bedroom. We were both so turned
on by now that we couldn’t wait to get to the bed before we started fucking and we got down on
the floor as soon as we had closed the door. We both came in no time and moved over to the
bed and started to touch each other and soon we were fucking for the forth time of the day.
Then we fell asleep.
In the morning I woke up with a need to pee, so I slipped out of the bed and sneaked into the
bathroom. As I thought I was the only awake, I never thought about anyone else being up.
Instead I sat down on the toilet chair relaxing, but all of a sudden the curtain to the shower
opened up. Right in front of me was Gina’s ma all naked, with a towel in her hand and all of
her naked body wet. She stepped out of the shower and turned against me so I had her pussy
right in front of my face and looking up I could se her beautiful tits.
– Good morning my dear. She said.
– Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t hear anyone else. I replied.
– No worry dear, she continued. It is nice to have a private conversation with you, but can you
help with my back first. She turned around and leaned forward so I had her ass in my face
instead. I took her towel and helped her but before I stopped, she turned around and said.
– And help with my pussy too.
I did as she said, being unprepared for the situation. Then she continued.
– Now you can get up, if you’re done dear. I must thank you very much for you company
yesterday evening. It is very nice sitting close to a young handsome man like you.
– You’re welcome. It was an excellent dinner you served too. I replied as I got up from the toilet
chair but now I realised that I had sneaked out of the bedroom without any underwear. So I was
standing there naked in front of her and she put her hand on my shoulder moving it over my
chest.
– This is really a pretty boy my daughter has found for herself.
She continued moving her hand over my chest and I couldn’t help myself getting a semi hard-
on dick. She smiled when she saw that before she said:
– What do you think about my daughter, isn’t she great.
– Oh yes she is wonderful, I answered.
– I hope she is performing well in bed too. We really have tried to teach her to enjoy sex,
both giving and taking.
– I can promise you that she’s best girl I’ve had, I replied immediately with a smile.
– Good, keep up with that.
She ended the conversation letting her hand fall from my chest down to my dick and then she
touched it gently. I had a real hard-on now, but I walked slowly out of the bathroom in a very
confused mood.
When I came back to the bedroom, Gina was naked. She saw that I had a hard-on and she
smiled. I jumped into bed and decided to tell her about what had just happened.
– Gina, I don’t know how to tell you this but I must do it. I stopped for a second before I
continued. When I sneaked out to the bathroom to pee, I didn’t know that your ma had just
taken a shower. Before I knew it she was standing there in front of me all naked.
– That’s now problem Jimmy. Doesn’t she have a great body? Gina asked me.
– Oh yes she’s got a great body I answered. Then I started again. It is not just that. She asked
me to help getting her back dry and then she turned around so I could do the same with her
pussy.
– So what about that, Gina answered. I know how much you like to pussies, I hope you liked it.
Gina laughed at me.
– Well it’s more to it, I kept going. I think your mother made a move on me. You know I had no
underwear on me when I went to the bathroom and she started to touch me, from my
shoulders, over my chest and in the end she touched my dick.
– Oh Jimmy. You are real stallion, tempting my ma like that. I can see that she got you turned
on too. She took my dick in her hand and laughed. I think I want some more of it before it’s too
late.
Gina rolled over me and put my dick in her pussy and before I knew she started move so it
slipped in and out. I don’t know for how long we fucked, but I was puzzled with Gina’s
reaction. At the same time I was relieved that it tended not to be a problem.
After our morning sex, we got dressed and went downstairs for diner. Both Gina’s ma and pa
were sitting by the table having their breakfast. We said good morning and then Gina’s ma
said:
– I ran in to your boyfriend in the bathroom this morning. It’s a handsome man you got over
there.
– Yes, he told me. Gina answered. He also said that you’ve got a great body, now that he had
the chance to see you naked.
– Oh thank you. She turned against me laughing. Well he’s got a great body too, especially his
hard-on dick.
– Well it knows how to find its way into my pussy, was Gina’s reply. Now her pa came into the
conversation.
– We heard that several times yesterday. When you got to bed both your ma and me were so
turned that we had to fuck on the safa where the two of you had been sitting.
I said nothing, just surprised of how open they could discuss something like this. We ended
our breakfast and then we went to the city for the day.
It was a nice trip and we returned to her parent’s house later that day. We walked up to her
room, opened a bottle of wine and relaxed on the bed. After a while Gina asked me to go to
the kitchen and bring us some water. I had no problems with that, so I walked slowly down.
Before I went in, I heard her parents being there. I glanced in and saw that they were both
naked at the kitchen table and I could hear them talking to each other.
– Now turn around dear, her pa said. Turn around so I can fuck your pretty pussy.
– Oh yes dear I will. She turned around and leaned forward on the table.
– Close your eyes and pretend that I am Jimmy. He waited a second, before he continued.
Who am I?
– You’re Jimmy, she said while he started to fuck her from behind.
– Louder dear, who am I.
– You’re Jimmy, she screamed louder. You’re my daughter beautiful boyfriend Jimmy
fucking my pussy. Please don’t stop, fuck me harder, she continued.
I couldn’t believe my eyes and my ears. Here Gina’s ma and pa were playing that I was
fucking her and they both enjoyed it. Still I was turned on of what they did. When I heard that
they were close to come, I sneaked up to the bedroom without the water I was supposed to
bring with me.
Back in the bedroom I walked over to Gina, whom was lying on the bed.
– Where’s the water, she asked.
– Well I couldn’t get it. You know your parents were fucking in kitchen and I didn’t want to
go in there and disturb them.
– But you must have watched them do it, as it took so long. Gina said again smiling.
– Yes and there is more to it than that, I answered. They played a role play where your ma
pretended that I was fucking her and it was your pa telling her to scream out my name while
he fucked her from behind.
– That’s great Jimmy, Gina said. You have really made an impression on them and gave me an
idea. Take your cloths off dear.
We took both of our cloths off and went back into bed. I thought we were about to fuck a little
bit to spend our time before the dinner. Gina got down beside me instead and said.
– Now it’s time for us to have a little bit of role play. Pretend that I am my mother and I am
going to have a 69 with you now.
– But Gina I can’t, was my reply.
– That was no question, she said again. Close your eyes and say my name.
I closed my eyes and said
– Oh Gina.
She stopped and said with a firm voice.
– No Jimmy, pretend I am my ma and say my name.
– Marie, you’re Marie. I whispered.
– Good boy.
Then she turned around and got on top of me, so I had her pussy in my face and she started to
suck and play with my dick.
– Now say my name, dear. Gina commanded.
– You’re Marie, You’re Gina’s ma sucking my dick and I can see your hairy tasty pussy.
– Again dear, but louder so I can hear you. Gina went on. And let me feel that you really enjoy
it. Gina continued to suck my dick and play it with her hand off and on.
– Ah you’re Marie. I screamed out. Don’t stop, don’t stop, Ah. You’re Gina’s pretty ma, with
those pretty tits and great pussy. I went on and on while Gina played with me. I got closer and
closer to come and then I shot my load all over her face and in her hair. Gina just laughed and
said:
– You crazy animal. You couldn’t hold it back. Now I’m going to ride your face so I hope you
can hold your breath long enough for me to come.
She got up and sat on my face and I pulled out my tongue so I could touch her clit. Then she
let her weight all over me so I could hardly breathe and slowly she started to move. She
started slow and then faster and faster until she had her orgasm. At the same time that it was
hard to do this for me, I still enjoyed it. Afterwards she turned around, got down by my side
and gave me a kiss. There was still some cum in her face and in her hair, but I didn’t bother.
I don’t know for how long we were sleeping, but I woke up with Gina’s ma sitting on the side
of the bed.
– Hi lovebirds, she said. I can see that you have had a pleasant stay so far.
– Hi Ma, Gina answered as she woke up. What are you doing here?
– I just wanted to look up on you, I thought I heard Jimmy calling my name so I just wanted to
know if you needed anything.
I was embarrassed of what we did just before and I had no intention telling her anything. Gina
instead was open minded like always and said:
– Oh, That was nothing. It was just Jimmy and me playing and we pretended that you were
sucking his dick while he really enjoyed it.
Gina sat herself up in the bed, close to her ma.
– What’s this dear, Gina’s ma asked Gina touching her hair and Gina replied:
– Well Jimmy came before I could take his dick in my mouth, so it came all over my face and
in my hair. That’s no problem it goes away when I am washing my hair.
– Yes I know, Gina’s ma answered. Now she saw Gina’s tits and touched them gently. You
really have nice tits, it nice to touch them. Don’t you think so Jimmy? She turned to me and I
nodded.
– Oh Jimmy, you also said that ma’s tits where pretty when I sucked your brains out.
– Yes they are too, I answered a little bit shy.
– Well you’re both welcome down for dinner within an hour. Is that time enough for you?
We both agreed and Gina’s ma left the room. Gina got up right away to get dressed and I
followed after her.
One hour later we got downstairs. Gina’s parents had been cooking and they served us a drink
as a starter. Then we sat down and had a dinner with lots of wine. Most of the time Gina’s
parents talked about their daughter and how she was when she grew up. By the end of the
dinner Gina’s ma turned to her pa and said:
– Dear, Will you make the dishes while we get into the living room?
– Yes dear, as you wish. He responded and started to clear the table.
We got into the living room and like last night we sat down on the coach with Gina on one
side and her ma on the other. After a while her pa interrupted us by serving us drinks and then
he returned to the kitchen. Finally when he was done he sat down beside Gina’s ma and took
her hand. We talked for a little while before Gina’s ma said:
– I think it’s time for dancing, don’t you think so Gina. I would really like to dance with this
young man.
Gina nodded and turned on some music and we all started dancing. First I danced together
with Gina’s ma and Gina with her pa. The first songs were fast and I enjoyed it and then came
a slow song where Gina’s ma took her opportunity to be close to me. All through the song she
touched my neck, back and my butt gently while she licked my ear. I couldn’t see if Gina
noticed what was going on, still so far she hadn’t reacted on her ma’s behaviour. I had of
course a real hard on that Gina’s ma noticed and she tried to get as close as ever possible to
me. A new slow song came after that, but now she handed me over to Gina.
– This is a nice boy, darling. She said. He’s really hard now as you can see. Then she took her
hand and put it outside of my trousers over my dick.
Gina and I started to dance and Gina was really turned on now. We were both drunk and
couldn’t keep from kissing while we danced. After two more slow songs, Gina’s ma came up
behind her daughter and whispered something. Gina laughed and nodded, before her ma said.
– Jimmy, I think it is time for my daughter to ride you like a real horse. She turned to Gina’s
pa. Steve can you remove everything from the dining table so they can get started.
Gina’s pa removed everything from the table while Gina and her ma undressed me and placed
me on the table. Then Gina took off her cloths and climbed up on the table, while her ma held
her hand. Slowly she sat down on top of me and then she said.
– Ma, can you help put his dick in pussy?
Gina’s ma took the dick and put it in the pussy. Gina started to move up and down starting
slowly. After a while she moveed forwards and backwards so she could feel my dick inside of
her pussy. This turned her on and she started to move faster and every time I slipped out of
her pussy, her ma took my dick in her hand and made sure that I got back into the pussy.
Meanwhile I noticed a smell that I realised was from her pa’s dick. He was standing beside us
doing a hand job, as he was turned on by us fucking. We got closer to the end and when I
came, I could fell something wet on my belly. It was her pa that came all over me and I saw
both Gina and her ma laughing. Gina’s ma helped her daughter down from the table, then she
licked the cum off my belly. By now Gina had her dress on and when I climbed down from
the table she put on my trousers without any underwear and I was only allowed to put my
shirt on.
I thought it was over by now, but instead Gina gave me a hug and whispered
– I want you to take ma for a slow dance. You know she really fancy you.
Like I was commanded by Gina I asked her ma to dance with me. Of course she wants me to
do that and we started to dance. Like before she knew how to tease me and I had a hard-on in
no time. After a couple of dances Gina came up behind me, took my hands and moved her ma
around so I had her back against me. Then she placed one hand on her one of her tits and the
other she pushed down to her pussy.
– Now make her enjoy you and let her come dear. I want you to do that for me. Gina
whispered.
Gina went back to the sofa and I started to play with her ma. She started to mown and tried
to hold me anyway she could. At the same time I touched her all over and I let one hand go
down to her pussy. I couldn’t get a good grip, so I lifted up her dress to get to the inside. By
now I realised that she had nothing underneath and she was all wet. The more I played with
her, the harder it was for her to keep standing and in the end I held her at the same time that I
played with her. She came with a load scream and when I looked up, I noticed that both Gina
and her pa were playing with themselves. I let Gina’s ma go and I sat down beside Gina, she
gave me her pussy drowned fingers to lick. Gina’s ma went over to her pa and started to suck
him. Now I and Gina were watching her parents having sex right in front of us. It took a while
until she could take his load in her mouth, but she didn’t spill a bit. Then she got over to us
and gave me a kiss, with her cum filled mouth.
This evening had been a real adventure for us so far. After what just happened, we all relaxed
for an hour or two. Then Gina started to play with me again and I was turned on by that. We
decided to go upstairs and this time we hardly made it into her bedroom before we started to
fuck. Gina can sometime be loud when I play with her but this time she really screamed. I was
certain that her parents could hear us but I didn’t bother after what had happened so far. We
kept on for quite a while before we both were satisfied.
Next morning I woke up with an urgent need to go to pee. My experience from the morning
before was to take my underwear on and look carefully into the bathroom before I went in. No
one but me was awake so I sat down on the toilet chair and started to pee. Just when I started
the door was opened and in came Gina’s ma all naked.
– Oh, I am sorry Jimmy to interrupt you but I really have to go.
She said that as she came over to me in a hurry. Before I knew it she sat down on my lap
turned against me, took her hands and spread my legs so she could aim between them and
then I felt a warm stream against my dick. I had her tits right in front of me and she noticed
that I watched them, so she took my head and pushed it to one of her tits so I could suck it.
When both of us had emptied our bladders, Gina’s ma got up and looked at me and then she
said.
– Oh boy, I guess you’re all wet over you dick now. I think I have to clean you up. Stand up
and I will help you.
I got up while she got down on her knees and then she started to lick my piss drained dick.
She never took it in her mouth, like it was something that belonged to her daughter. Then she
got up and gave me a kiss, turned around and left the bathroom. I couldn’t believe what had
happened, but I decided to go to Gina and tell her right away.
When I got into Gina’s bedroom, she was awake. As I came over to the bed, she smiled and
said.
– You’re a real charming and mysterious guy. I heard ma leaving the bathroom just before you
returned to me. Did she make move on you this morning too?
I realised that I only could tell her the truth.
– Well I guess she made more than a move. While I was sitting on the toilet chair, she came
over, sat on my lap and pissed on my dick. Then she licked my dick clean afterwards.
– Oh Jimmy, that was a kinky thing to do, Gina replied. Still I guess you liked, I mean getting
pissed at. I know there is one thing that I have wanted to do for a long time but I haven’t
found the right moment. If you really love me, then you must show it by doing as I tell you to.
Gina got out of the bed and over to a table across the room. There she picked up a wineglass
with just a little bit of wine left in the bottom. Then she returned to the bed, placed one foot on
the bed, spreading her legs and holding the glass in front of her pussy. Within seconds she
started to pee in the glass, but stopped before it was full. Now she sat down in front of me on
the bed, with the glass in her hand. She looked at me and said.
– I want you to drink my wine, dear. Then she tried to give me the glass and I rejected.
– I can’t Gina, this is too much for me.
Gina took the glass, put it to her lips and started to drink it. I saw how she swallowed with
joy. Then she stopped when she had come half the way. She leaned over to me and gave me a
kiss. I opened my mouth and realised that she had kept some pee in her mouth for me. After
that I took the glass and emptied it. Now she got up in front of me and filled the glass again,
but this time I had to take all of it. This went on for another two glasses before she had
nothing left in her bladder. She finished it all with a deep kiss that went on for several
minutes. This must really had been something she had wanted to do, because she was really
turned on afterwards.
We stayed in bed for another hour, before we decided to get down for breakfast. We both
went to the bathroom first to get washed up, especially after our recent morning game. As we
went downstairs, we heard that both Gina’s ma and pa were sitting in the kitchen. Well in the
kitchen, Gina’s pa sat by the table all dressed up for working in the garden, while her ma was
standing with only a lingerie dressing-gown on. I could see right through the dress, so she
could might as well have been naked. Before we sat down Gina said.
– Good morning pa, then she turned to her ma and continued. Good morning ma, I heard that
you pissed on Jimmy’s dick this morning. He really liked it and afterward I made her drink
my pee.
– Yes dear, I really had to go, she answered. Then she turned to me and said. So you liked it
when I pissed on you and you also drank my daughters pee. You are quite something. Don’t
you want to taste my pee to?
Gina looked at me and said:
– Darling, go ahead and do it. You already know how. She turned to her ma and continued. I
think that’s a good idea.
Her ma turned around and took a new wineglass. Then turned around and walked towards the
kitchen table were Gina and I had sat down beside each others. Her ma put one leg on a
chair, opened her morning-gown, held the glass by her pussy and started to pee in it.
Meanwhile Gina’s pa lean back on his chair and smiled at what he saw. When the glass was
almost full she stopped peeing, took the glass and handed it over to me. Gina pushed me on
the side to make me take it and I could not resist with the three of them watching me. I took
the glass and held it by my mouth and I could sense the smell. Gina pushed me on my side
again to hurry me to start. Then I put the glass to my lips and started to drink the pee from
Gina’s ma. The taste wasn’t as strong as Gina’s pee this morning, most obvious because Gina
had held her pee the whole night together with the wine she drank last night. I emptied the
glass as fast as possible and put it on the table. Gina’s parents smiled at me and Gina turned to
me and gave me a kiss before she said.
– You are real kinky boy and I love you for that.
– I must agree on that, her ma continued. And he is a handsome guy to.
The breakfast went on after that with Gina talking to her parents, while I was quiet. This
weekend had been something I never expected. Still I must say that even if I didn’t like what I
had done, the thought of it turned me on. After the breakfast Gina and I went upstairs and
packed our bags. Then we brought it downstairs and Gina and her pa brought it to the car. I
stayed inside of the house to thank Gina’s ma for her hospitality and I found her in the kitchen,
still dressed in her morning-gown.
– Thank you very much for the weekend, I said.
– You’re welcome, she replied. It’s been a pleasure having you here and I hope you will join
my daughter soon. There is a lot we haven’t done, that I would like to do with you.
She smiled and came over to me, put her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss. This time
I couldn’t help myself from returning her kiss and our tongues met. I could feel her body
close to mine and I got a hard-on right away. She could feel it and pressed herself as close to
me as ever possible and we kept on for several minutes. Finally we ended our kiss and I went
outside to Gina. We got in the car, waved at her parents, as her ma was outside too now.
When we got two blocks away I said to Gina.
– There is one last thing I must tell you.
– Go ahead dear, Gina replied.
– Just before we left, your ma gave me a kiss.
– That great Jimmy, Gina said. You must have made a real impression on her and I like that.
– Well the thing is that I responded to her kiss and I hope that won’t upset you. I guess I am in
love with both you and your ma.
– Oh Jimmy. I know that you put me first and I have no problem with you being in love with
both of us. That will make our family reunions more frequent, I hope.
Gina smiled and then I knew I was bound to become their sexual toy for the rest of my life.
That scared me, at the same time as I was real happy with it.Dear Taryn
My name is Melissa. I have an unusual hobby. I turn men
into women.
Yes, you read that correctly. I turn men into women. And I don’t
mean helping men get dressed up as a woman for a costume party or
something like that. I take unsuspecting men and actually turn
them into complete females. By the time I’m done with a guy, I’ll
will have placed him in such a position that he lives his entire
life as a woman and can do nothing about it. In fact, you’ve
probably seen dozen of beautiful women walking down the street
today who were once men. That’s right… those petite women with
the short skirt and high heels who were macho big-shot men, are
now nothing more than mere secretaries and receptionists, walking
home to cook dinner for their boyfriends and husbands.
I’d like to tell you about my first successful feminization. It
had happened just a few months after I had graduated from college.
I had been dating this guy, Steve, for a few months, and he had
just graduated as well. Steve was your typical macho jerk… he
had been in one of the jock fraternities and had had his way with
several sorority girls. He thought he was God’s gift to women.
I had thought the same thing when I had started dating him. But
soon afterward, I had chatted with some radical feminists in a
chat room on the Internet who made me rethink my entire way of
thinking. At first, I was about to dump Steve, when I stumbled
upon some sites about feminization. I knew most of it was fiction,
but then I thought to myself, “Why couldn’t it be done?” I decided
that Steve would be my first opportunity to try it out.
It wasn’t very hard to devise a scheme. Because Steve had spent so
much time fooling around with his frat buddies in college, he had
poor grades and no good references, which had made it impossible
for him to find a job. Because his parents refused to support him,
he was living with me rent-free.
I decided to give him an ultimatum… to get a job in a week, or
else I would dump him. He panicked, started calling around, but
for 5 days he couldn’t get an employer to even consider him.
Now came the rest of my plan. I told Steve a slightly older friend
named Sheila who owned her own successful, medium-sized firm. I
added how Sheila mentioned that some of here managers were looking
for some secretaries, and that perhaps I could get her to hire
Steve.
“There’s no way I’m going to be a secretary!” said Steve. “That’s
a woman’s job!”
I replied that there are many male secretaries and that being a
secretary would be nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, I added, he
would have to take it if he wanted to stay with me. Steve, knowing
that he had no other option, agreed to an interview. I told him
that simply arriving at the interview would get him the job.
Steve’s interview was to be with one of the managers at the
company in two days. Then I sprang the trap. The day before his
interview, I told him that Sheila had called me with some bad
news. Because of affirmative action, she could not currently hire
any more male employees. Only a female could get the job. I told
Steve to start looking for a new apartment and a new girlfriend.
“Can’t you pull any strings?” Steve begged. “After all, Sheila is
your friend.”
“Laws are laws,” I replied. “I don’t see any way out of this
situation… unless… “
“What?”
“I have a great idea. It may sound kind of silly, but listen to
me, if you don’t want me to dump you. Why don’t you apply for the
job as a woman?”
“Dress as a woman!” he shouted. “No way! I’m no fag! I’m all man.
There’s no way I would want to or be able to do that!”
“Well, desperate times call for desperate measures. Right now, you
have no job, and you’re a day away from losing your home and your
girlfriend. You’re not exactly the one to be calling the shots
here. Besides, I have my friend Amanda who’s a beautician and
makeup artist. I’m sure she can make you look like a fairly decent
woman.”
Steve still adamantly refused.
I persisted. “Look… it’s not like the secretary thing was going
to be permanent anyway. All you have to do is work there for a
while until you can find a better job. Who knows, it might only be
a week or two.”
Then came the clincher. “Steve, I love you so much! I can’t
believe that you would put your macho ego before me. Please, will
you do it for me? It’s just for a short while.”
Steve very reluctantly agreed. With that “yes,” I then knew that I
had cleared the major hurdle in his feminization. I knew it would
only be a matter of time before he would be a total woman.
We only had a short time to get him ready for the interview, which
was the following afternoon. The morning of the interview, I had
my friend Amanda come over to fix him up. She first did his hair.
Thankfully, his hair was somewhat long, so she gave him a feminine
cut. Amanda made some more feminizing changes, including piercing
his ears and narrowing his eyebrows. Steve freaked out about
everything.
“Wait!” he said. “Why are you cutting my hair like this? My
eyebrows make me look like a woman! What happens when I want to go
back to being a man? I can’t walk out like this?”
We pretty much ignored him, telling him we would deal with that
when we got to that point. That just made him more nervous. I just
loved seeing him so scared.
Then we had to get him dressed for the interview. Amanda had
already bought some clothes that would fit Steve. We took him to
the bedroom, and told him that all his clothes were on his bed.
He complained about everything: “Do I have to wear high heels! Why
can’t I wear flats?” “Why do I have to wear a bra? I have no
breasts!” “Did you have to pick out a blouse that was so frilly?”
We explained to him that we had to do everything to make him look
as feminine as possible so that he wouldn’t be seen as a man.
“You’ve got to stop seeing yourself as a macho stud!” I snapped.
“You’re a woman now, so you’d better start acting like one!”
That last statement really freaked him out, and the rest of the
time he was quiet. He emerged from the bedroom looking the
quintessential career woman, dressed in a brown suit with matching
pumps, a cream-colored blouse, and an appropriate amount of
jewelry. As we put his makeup on, we coached him on all the
feminine mannerisms. I could tell that it was very embarrassing
for him to have to practice them.
Soon it was time for his interview, I volunteered to drive him
there. Before we left, I gave him a new purse filled with extra
makeup for touch-ups. “Why do I need this?” he asked.
“Silly… all women carry purses. Why do you think you should be
any exception? You’re going to need one if you’re going to work as
a woman. You’ll find that you’ll need to fix your makeup or your
nail polish throughout the day, so it’s always good to have some
on hand.
Steve remarked that he didn’t like the idea of having to fuss with
makeup all the time. I told him that it was all part of being a
woman. All other women get used to it, so should he. I told him I
was actually kind of glad that he had to do this… I said that it
would teach him about how hard it is to be a woman. I said that I
was finally glad that he was being put in his place. He seemed
very taken aback by this.
I waited in the car while Steve went for the interview. He
interviewed with one of the managers named Greg, who would be
Steve’s boss if he were hired. In an hour, Steve returned with a
half smile. He came back with good news… at least for me… the
next day he would be starting work as a secretary named Stephanie.
I acted excited about the news. Steve seemed less than thrilled
about the fact that he would be wearing skirts and pantyhose
to work every day. I told him that I would take him out to dinner
to celebrate. But first we had to go to the mall to buy him a new
wardrobe for work.
We bought an assorted array of blouses, women’s suits, bras,
dresses, skirts, pantyhose, and high heels. Steve was protesting
right and left, and I had a response for every complaint he made.
“Why do we have to buy so many clothes if I’m not going to be
wearing them for long?”
“You’re going to need a complete wardrobe. Women don’t wear the
same thing every day. Besides, if you don’t get another job,
you’ll be wearing these longer than you think.” He appeared
nervous.
“Why high heels? I hate walking in high heels.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to them. All women do. Besides,
you’ll have plenty of time to practice.” He was scared.
“Can’t I get really long skirts. It’s hard to walk normally in
such short skirts.”
“Yes, you’ll notice that the skirts make your movements more
feminine. Don’t worry, you’ll lose your masculine mannerisms in no
time. Plus, they show off your great legs. You’ll have all the
guys staring at you whenever you walk by.” Now he was downright
frightened.
After we were done, we drove to the restaurant for dinner. Amanda
had met us there to pick up all the clothes so that she could
start putting them away back at the apartment. Steve asked why we
couldn’t go home so that he could change into men’s clothing.
“Why?” I asked. “Now that you’ll be working as Stephanie, you’ll
need all the opportunities you can get to be a woman. The less
time you spend as a man, the better!”
So, the two of us went off to a nice relaxing dinner… at least
for me. Steve really appeared anxious to get home. When we got
back to the apartment, Amanda was there, waiting for us to come
back.
As soon as he got in the door, Steve said, “Thank God I’m home! I
can’t wait to get back into my normal clothes.” He went back to
his room, and noticed that his drawers and closet were filled with
his new wardrobe. “Melissa, where are my old clothes?” I asked.
Amanda replied, “I packed them all up and took them to Goodwill.”
Steve had the most frightened look on his face.
“What on earth are you going to do with your old clothes?” I
asked. “With your feminine hairstyle, painted nails, and earrings,
do you really think you can go out dressed as a man? You can’t be
a woman in the morning and a man in the night and on the weekends?
What would people think? For now, the only clothes you need are
the ones we bought.”
Steve seemed downright panicked. He rushed back to his room,
rustling through his drawers and closets, looking for even one
piece of male clothing, one last vestige of his masculinity. It
was all in vain. In the drawer which once held his boxers and his
sweatsocks, now there were pantyhose and bras. His shoe rack,
instead of containing men’s tennis shoes, now held a colorful
array of women’s pumps. His closet was now filled with blouses,
skirts, and dresses, instead of suits, shirts, and slacks. He
stood there, helpless, in his skirt and high heels. I could tell
he felt totally broken. I told him that he should get to bed,
because he had to start getting up earlier. He didn’t really like
the fact that he would have to get up an hour earlier just to put
makeup on.
The first morning, I helped him put on his makeup and pick out and
outfit. But I reminded him that he would have to start learning
these things on his own. I told him that I had bought him some
women’s fashion magazines so that he could learn all the basics.
For that day, I had him wear a tan suit with a white blouse, with
tan pantyhose and shoes. When he was done, he looked like a
secretary in the making.
Steve was about to make his normal big breakfast, when I stopped
him. I reminded him that it’s not normal for a woman to eat large
portions like he was used to. Besides, he needed to lose weight to
gain a more petite figure. I told him that he could only have a
half a grapefruit and a piece of toast for breakfast. I then gave
him his lunch, which was just a small salad and a bottle of
mineral water. He was very sad at this development. “You have to
watch your womanly figure,” I reminded him.
I then dropped him off at work, and agreed to pick him up at five.
He appeared nervous, but given that he really had no other option,
he went to work as his first day as a secretary.
I picked him up at five as promised, and asked him how his day
was. He looked as if he were about to cry.
“Melissa, I hate being a woman!” he cried. “It was awful.”
I told him to start from the beginning and tell me everything. All
he did was complain, complain, complain. I purposely didn’t show
any sympathy.
“I can’t stand all the men there,” he said. “All they did was
stare at me and try to hit on me. There’s this one salesman named
Jim, he sat down next to me and started rubbing my leg. It’s
awful. And in this getup, I feel so vulnerable.”
“Well,” I said, “you were always one to say that women should
dress sexy. You were the one who always tried to seduce vulnerable
women. How does it feel now that the tables are turned? Men in
America think that they have the right to treat any woman like a
sex object. And that’s what you are now, a sex object. It’s not
going to stop, and there’s nothing you can do about it. You just
have to accept it.”
“And Greg is the worst,” Steve said. He treats me like nothing
more than a bimbo. All I do is mindless work… answering calls,
getting coffee for him and his friends.”
“Well, most secretaries are bimbos,” I replied. “If they were
smart, they would certainly be in a better job. That’s what
happened to you, isn’t it? Right now you’re nothing more than a
dumb broad.”
“And these clothes are killing me,” he continued. “My feet ache so
bad from walking around in heels all day. The pantyhose and skirt
make me feel so constrained.”
“That’s another part of being a woman,” I explained. “Women dress
this way for the approval of men. You’re going to have to learn
that everything you do now is for the approval of these sex-hungry
men. How does it feel that that you’re the one in the heels and
skirt?”
Eventually Steve realized that he was getting nowhere with me, and
he shut up. I restarted the conversation again when we got home.
“You know, now that you’re living as a woman, I think you should
start doing some of the woman’s chores around here: cooking, doing
dishes, ironing, washing clothes, cleaning. It really wouldn’t be
appropriate for you to do any men’s chores.”
“But what about all the plumbing and auto repair?” Steve asked.
“I’ll just find some man to do it,” I replied. He looked even more
sad.
After dinner, I told him that I had another friend, a computer
hacker, could change all his records to reflect his new gender. I
explained that this would be necessary in case anyone at work ever
tried to look up his past. So now all his school records, his
medical records, his financial records, all said Stephanie Smith
instead of Steve Smith. We also obtained new credit cards and ID
with his new name. For all practical purposes, it was now as if
Steve Smith had never existed.
The rest of the night, I had him read his fashion magazines so
that he could learn how to get himself beautiful in the mornings.
He whined that he wanted to watch the football game on TV, but I
refused to let him do so. His reading paid off. The following
morning he picked out an attractive gray suit to wear, with black
pumps and pantyhose. His makeup job wasn’t stellar, but it was
adequate.
Before we left, Steve asked me to get him the sports section to
read during lunch. I refused, telling him people might suspect
something if he were seen reading that. Instead, I handed him a
romance novel, which greatly disappointed him.
At the end of his second day, Steve made the same complaints he
made yesterday. He was especially annoyed at the salesman Jim, who
kept on hitting on him. Apparently, he was touching Steve even
more today. He even said that when Jim brushed up against him, he
could feel his hard-on. Again I told Steve that he would just have
to accept it, that it was just part of life as a woman.
Things more or less quieted down over the next few weeks, and
Steve more or less got into a routine, even though he didn’t like
it very much. I told him that during my lunch breaks I would help
him out by mailing his resume to potential employers… of course,
I never did that.
Soon, an entire month had passed by, and that entire time Steve
had been living as Stephanie, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. At
one point, Steve asked me why it was taking so long for him to get
a job. “After all,” he said, “you said this would probably be a
week or two.” I reassured him that something would come soon
enough.
Then one month turned into two, and he was still stuck as
Stephanie the secretary. In that time, I had noticed that he had
become increasingly feminine. His diet was only about 1,000
calories a day, so he was becoming all the more petite. And
because he stopped doing his weight training, his muscle mass was
dropping rapidly, and he was becoming progressively weaker. I
noticed that at one point, he needed my help in carrying a heavy
box. He was really embarrassed to see that I could lift it all by
myself.
It also became custom for him to read beauty magazines and romance
novels. I had canceled the subscriptions to his sports magazines,
because I told him it would look funny for a woman to be receiving
those magazines. Instead, I forced him to subscribe to several
women’s fashion magazines. At first, he never touched them, but
then he started reading them, as well as the romance novels. He
said that he had to because he got so bored during his breaks.
Two months then became half a year, and nothing changed. Every
once in a while he whined about why no one else wanted him for a
job, and I reminded him that he should expect that given how much
he fooled around in college. Eventually these complaints became
less and less frequent, as he seemed more and more resigned to his
inevitable fate.
One day around that time, he came home looking shocked. He told he
that his boss wanted him to start taking on a new
responsibility… being an escort for male clients. Greg had told
him that all the other female employees had done it, and that it
would be expected it of him. Even though nothing sexual was
required of these dates, Steve was still repulsed by the idea.
“Well,” I said, “you’ve been living as a woman for half a year
now, you kind of had to expect that this would happen at some
point. Did you really think you go on without ever dating men?”
Since Steve’s feminization, I had been dating other men, which he
had agreed to. I told him that if I should be able to date, why
not he? He protested that he wasn’t gay and didn’t want this at
all. “Who says you’re gay?” I said. “You’re a woman, now, and it’s
totally normal for women to date men. Besides, your job is
depending on it, so you really have no choice.”
The next day, Steve told his boss that he would be willing to date
male clients. That night he was scheduled to go to dinner with a
man named Jeff, a young hotshot businessman who could give the
company a lot of business. Steve was told to be extra-nice to
Jeff.
When Steve got home that night (after midnight), I was amused when
I saw him. His hair, makeup, and clothes were all messed up, and
he had a hickey on his neck.
“You’re completely right about men!” he said. “They’re nothing but
sex animals. The whole night he just kept ogling my body, and
treated me like a sex object!” I asked him to explain what had
happened.
“As soon as we met, he couldn’t take his hands off me,” Steve
said. He was always doing something, like holding my hand, putting
his arm around me, or feeling my leg. After dinner, he took me to
his home, which made me nervous, but had little choice given that
he was such an important client.”
“Go on,” I said.
“When we got back, he lit a fire, and we sat there drinking wine.
He held me close to his body, and I could feel his hard-on. I
tried to push away gently, but be just pulled me in harder.
Eventually, he started kissing me. He just shoved his tongue all
the way down my throat. I tried to push it out, but he just kept
on forcing it back in. Then he got on top of me, and we started
making out some more. I tried to push him off, but he was so much
stronger than I was. All I could do was just lie there helpless as
he was pawing me. That pretty much went on for an hour. Then he
drove me home, kissed me good night, and left.”
“Well, hopefully he at least was good looking,” I said. “I hear
this Jeff guy is pretty good looking, a real hunk! Was he?”
“How the hell should I know?” Steve said. ” I don’t like guys!”
“Stephanie,” I explained, “this won’t be the last time you’ll be
doing something like this. If a man is going to force himself upon
you, it might as well be a good-looking guy. What did he look
like?”
Steve said that Jeff was 30 years old, with dark hair, and
chiseled features. He was 6’3, and was wearing a dark suit that
still showed off his muscular body. Steve mentioned how
emasculated he felt by being with someone that was so masculine.
“What’s worse,” he said, “Jeff asked me on another date. And I had
to say yes, because he’s such an important client.”
I reassured him, telling him that it would get better, and that he
might even learn to like men. I also explained to him how the
women must play the submissive role in the sexual relationship.
“Before this,” I told him, “you were always the one with all the
control, all the power. Now that the coin is flipped, you have to
change your attitude. You have no control now! The man has all the
power. You have to learn to give in to a man’s demands.” That
didn’t make Steve too happy.
So in the next few months, Steve went on a few more dates with
Jeff. He replied that dating a man was getting slightly more
tolerable, yet it still wasn’t something he wanted to be doing.
He also remarked that Jeff was being a lot more considerate, even
romantic. Steve was scared that Jeff might be doing so because he
was interested in a long-term relationship. That really seemed to
scare Steve.
I knew that I had to do one more thing to completely finalize
Steve’s feminization. I finally began sending out Steve’s resumes,
except for one small change… I sent them out with Stephanie’s
name. In just a week, Stephanie received a phone call saying that
was a marketing firm was very interested in offering her a well
paying job.
When Steve got home that day, I told him about the phone call. At
first he was happy, but then he realized that he would have to
apply for the job as Stephanie. “Wasn’t the whole point of
dressing as a woman so that I could one day go to work as a man?
How can I do that now? I don’t have any male clothing, and my
entire work history is as a woman!”
I encouraged him to go for the job. “Isn’t this the kind of job
you’ve always wanted?” I asked him. “Sure you have to remain a
woman, but it’s certainly better than being a secretary, right?”
He reluctantly applied for the job, and he got it. He wasn’t
thrilled with remaining as a woman, but he was happier at having a
better job.
Now came the clincher. When he told me about the new job, I said,
“Steve, I think we have to break the relationship off. I want you
out of my apartment and out of my life. I need to be with a real
man.”
“Give it time,” he said. “Soon I’ll go back to being a man.”
“How can you?” I said. “What happens when you apply for the next
job after this? You’ll still have to apply as a woman, never as a
man. What if you like the job you just got? If you stay at the
company, you can’t just switch to being a man at some point! Face
it… you’re going to have to live as a woman for the rest of your
life!”
Steve was shocked when I said that. He had never considered what I
just said, but he knew it was all true. He was going to remain a
woman, and there was nothing he could do about it.
I told him I was going out for the day and that I wanted him out
by the end of the day. When I returned home, I saw here there with
Jeff carrying boxes to his car. Steve explained that because he
couldn’t find an apartment on such short notice, he was going to
move in with Jeff. He didn’t sound too happy about that.
That was the last I had heard of Steve for about a year. But then,
out of the blue, I bumped into him in Marshall Field’s, where was
shopping for some new blouses. He was dressed in a sharp tan suit
with tan pantyhose and heels. He didn’t seem too happy to see me.
I asked him how things were going. He told me that the job was
going well. He mentioned that he was already made a manager and
that he was seen as a rising star in the company. He said that he
also received and award for “Female Employee of the Year.”
Steve also mentioned that he was still living with Jeff, and that
they were engaged. He also mentioned that he had told Jeff about
his previous life, and that Jeff told him that he loved Stephanie
just the same.
I told him that I was surprised that he was engaged, given how
much he didn’t like dating men. He replied, “I can tolerate dating
men, but I’d really rather prefer being with a woman. However,
being suspected as a lesbian would jeopardize my career, so I’ve
resigned myself to being with men. I guess if I have to be married
to a man, it might as well be someone who’s as good-looking as
Jeff is.”
I wished Steve luck and left. Just a minute later, I saw Jeff walk
up to his fiancee and give her a big kiss. Steve wrapped his arms
around his hunky boyfriend and kissed back, and while doing so, he
gave me a helpless look out of the corner of his eye. I just
smiled back.

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