"Turn around dear." I turned around and now she was showing Werner my ass. He
got up out of his chair and was softly touching it.
"Ach! Ooooo."
"See. I told you. She's precious." Then she pulled the panties back up.
"David, take off your shoes and pants. You can eat in your panties." The weird
thing was, my prick was rock hard. I was embarrassed but so turned on.
I sat back down on my chair and quietly removed my shoes and pants.
They continued eating, as if this were the most normal thing at dinner.
When we had finished our meal, I thanked Frieda and told her it was delicious,
which it was.
"Thank you sweetie. We'll have our brandy in the living room, then I'm going to
run your bath." My bath? What now?
I was sitting on the couch in the living room. Werner was sipping his drink and
looking at me hungrily. Frieda sat next to me and was touching me a lot. I could
hear the bath water running.
"Frieda, why are you giving me a bath?" She frowned and pinched my thigh. Hard.
"Ow!"
"Mommy. Not Frieda. Mommy."
"Yes Mommy."
"I am running the bath because I have to shave my girl's legs. That's why." Oh.
Where was this headed? She would get up now and then to check the temperature
and level of the bath water. My dick was hard.
"Okay hon. Let's go. In the tub." Talk about reverting to childhood! Frieda sat
on the edge of the tub and removed my panties, then helped me into the water.
Thankfully it wasn't too hot. I sat down and she proceeded to wash my hair.
"We're going to have to touch this up soon."
"Yes Mommy." Then she thoroughly washed every part of me with a washcloth. She
seemed to concentrate on my dick and balls and asshole. Then she shaved my legs
of hair. Then she even shaved my dick and balls of hair.
All the time acting as if this was the most normal behavior for the landlord of
a 39 year old man.
"Okay, Precious. Let's go." I stepped out of the tub, devoid of any body hair
save for that on my head and eyebrows. She enveloped me in a large fluffy bath
towel and dried me off. Then I noticed she opened the medicine cabinet and took
out a container of Jergen's Hand Lotion. She took my hand as if I were a little
girl and walked me into a bedroom. I noticed a pair of panties on the bed, and a
woman's skirt.
"Sit down David." I sat down on her bed. My dick was semi hard again. She sat
down next to me.
"Such a pretty girl. Looks so much nicer without that nasty old leg hair." Here
she ruffled my just washed hair and kissed me on the mouth. A deep soul kiss.
Her hand on my dick, fondling me. I was loving it.
After a long time, her whimpering, she broke the kiss. Now my dick was brick
hard due to her ministrations. Then she took the Jergen's hand lotion and poured
a generous amount on top of my hard. Then, smiling happily, she began to slowly
jack me off. But it wasn't going to take long since I was so keyed up and
excited by this bizarre family.
"Yeah. Davia's got a big old hard. She's all excited for her Mommy.
Huh? Isn't she? Davia likes Mommy touching her dickie bird. Huh? She's gonna
shoot a nice big load for Mommy. Cause Davia is a good girl. Isn't she?"
"Oohhhhhh fuuuuuuuk." A geyser of jizz shot out of my overheated prick. A big
smile came over her face but she just kept jacking that dick.
"See! See! Yeah. Davia's a good girl. She knows how to shoot a big load for her
Mommy! Huh? Huh, Baby."
I was in a trance. Heaven. After I shot for a long time, big ropey strands of
sperm all over my stomach and her arm and hand, Frieda leaned over and kissed me
again. Then she efficiently took out some tissues and cleaned us off.
After she had me all cleaned of jizz, she had me don the panties (cotton, full
cut, white, soiled by her, as I later determined from sniffing them when I got
home) and then the skirt, about mid thigh. She had to pin the skirt at the waist
and hem but otherwise it didn't look too bad. I looked at myself in the full
length mirror and I liked what I saw.
"Thank you Mommy."
"You're welcome Precious."
She put my pants in a bag for me and I put my shoes back on. Then she walked me
to the door. A chaste kiss on my cheek. Was this weird or what? At home in my
room I sniffed her cunty white panties. This was weird but so fucking sexy. Now
I couldn't get her out of my head.
After that things began to change. Seeing her around the building.
Always a smile for me. Touching my hair, my neck. I'd get excited immediately.
Sometimes she would glance at my crotch while chatting with me and rubbing my
neck. I was definitely in her thrall.
Naturally I spent a lot of time jerking off in my room thinking about her and
wondering what were her plans for me. I was working a temp job for the next few
weeks.
Then I come home one day, unlock the door to my room. Shock waves.
Frieda is sitting in my chair reading my porn books. B and D. Drag queens.
Spanking books. Had she been here before? She certainly didn't look nervous.
You could cut the sexual tension in the air with a knife.
She just smiled at me.
There was a very pregnant pause.
"Hello Davia."
"Hi Frieda."
"What's my name?"
"M..Mommy."
"That's right. I was just looking over your little library here. Very
interesting." She stood up and came over to me. Intense stare. I was shaking
with fear.
She began running her fingers thru my hair.
"I want you to come upstairs in about ten minutes. Have a drink with me.
Then I'm going to punish you And wear your skirt when you come up."
She kissed me on the cheek and exited. I was truly terrified. The thought of
complaining about her snooping around my room and invading my privacy entered my
mind but only for about a millisecond. She was in charge. I was like a moth to
the flame. I sat down on my bed to try and regain my composure. What to do? What
could I do? I was completely in her power. I would do whatever she asked.
I glanced at the mags she had been looking at. Severe spanking with big red
welts on the butts on the men being spanked. By dominant women.
Whippings. Stuff I could never take but had fantasized about. Men in drag.
Feminized. Humiliated. By women. Very bossy women. Stories of slaves and
mistresses. Slaves. Was that me?
I donned the skirt she had given me and looked at myself in the mirror.
I looked femmy but certainly not enough to pass for a woman. I looked like a
femmy man wearing a skirt. And a man's short sleeve shirt.
Trembling I made my way upstairs to her back door and knocked. Hoping none of
the neighbors would notice me wearing a skirt standing on the back steps of my
landlady's apartment. Frieda took her time answering the door.
She greeted me in a few moments. She was wearing the same outfit, medium length
skirt, dark blouse, low heels. No wait, the shoes were different. She had on
high heels now. To punish me with? She was smiling.
"Come in dear. Join me on the sofa." She went and fixed me a drink. I couldn't
stop shaking.
"Here we are." She hands me a drink. Manhattans. Her drink.
"To us."
"To us... Mommy."
"Good girl." Frieda smiles and touches my face. I swooned inside. I loved making
her happy. My mystery mistress.
Her enigmatic smile.
"Why, Davia. You're shaking. You must be exited. Or scared. Ha. Ha."
I remained silent, sipping my drink. She seemed to be glowing with happiness.
Rubbing my leg, maternally. "It's okay, dear. I think we're both making
progress."
She fixed me another drink. I began to relax a bit, as much as possible under
the circumstances.
"Are you looking forward to your spanking?"
"N..not really, Mommy."
"Well I am!! Ha. Ha." Rubbing my leg.
"I'm loving this. Can't wait to touch your pretty ass again." Pretty? I was
always being called pretty by Frieda.
I was almost finished with the second drink.
"Well I've think we've waited long enough. Finish that, honey, then take off
your shoes and skirt." My heart was pounding wildly. She just sat staring at me,
benignly.
I stood in front of her.
Smiling warmly, she slowly removed my (her) panties. I wore nothing but her
panties now. She pulled them all the way down.
"Step out dear." I did. Naked in front of her.
She smiled at me. My dick seemed so tiny.
"Go into the bedroom and wait for me. Stand in the corner you naughty girl."
I followed her instructions. It was about a ten minute wait. Now I was semi
hard. The silences were scary. What was coming? What was she thinking?
Remembering how I broke down in front of her last time. The humiliation. My
stinging ass. How hard would she be this time?
Now I hear her entering the room. Sitting down, bedsprings. Silence.
I think she really enjoys the game of it. I know I do. Shaking with fear and
anticipation. She's probably staring at my ass now. Ice tinkling. Her drink.
"Alright Davia, come over here."
I turned around and walked over to her. I immediately noticed a thick wooden
paddle next to her on the bed. It frightened me. She quickly took my wrist and
pulled me over her lap. I actually realized I liked being there, over Mommy's
lap, with her in charge. She moved her legs a bit and my dick and balls were
inbetween her legs.
Stroking my ass.
"Such a pretty ass on a such a pretty girl." CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
They were very strong, hard spanks and they really hurt.
"Ow! Mommmy!" CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
"Ow! OWEEE! Frieda stop!! Stop!! It hurts.!!" I tried to protect my ass with my
hand, but she just twisted my arm and continued.
Then silence.
Can hear myself crying. Is that me? Like a little girl? Softly rubbing my ass.
"What's my name, Davia?"
"Mommy."
"Don't you ever, EVER tell me to stop!"
"Yes Mommy." CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
My ass was on fire. It really hurt! I was blubbering and screaming with all my
might. Tears were streaming down my face.
Silence. She had stopped. I was heaving and sobbing and bawling. I could feel
her hand on my numb ass. I was terrified. A crying ball of jelly.
Time passing. Still sobbing loudly.
"Davia, I want you to get up and to stand in the corner. Put your hands on top
of your head. And don't you dare touch your ass!" I slowly got off of her lap
and followed her instructions. I was sure my dick had shriveled into a little
scared dot of nothing.
So weird. A dream like quality. My fantasy coming true. I was still crying
loudly. Couldn't stop. God my ass stung. Numb. But the pain was going down a
bit. My ass sort of tingled. Then after a few minutes, I could feel my dick
relaxing a bit. Can still hear myself crying and sobbing. Like it's coming from
another room. But it's me.
Suddenly she was behind me. Stroking my back, my neck.
"We are making progress, Davia. But you've been a very bad girl and you've got
to be taught. You're getting a harsher punishment today because... because I
think you're ready for it. But you are a very bad girl." Why was she calling me
a girl? "From now on I want you to show me any new magazines you buy.
Understand, Davia?"
"Ye-yes Mommy."
"Good girl. You may read them for one day, by yourself, then you must show them
to me."
"Yes Mommy." Silence. She seemed to have left the room. Moments pass. I'm still
blubbering uncontrollably. Trying to calm down. Can hear her making herself
another drink in the kitchen. My ass pain is diminishing.
Don't seem to be sobbing aloud any more. God she really lit into me. How am I
going to be able to take the paddle? But somehow feel that I will.
She was back in the room. Hear the ice tinkling in her glass. Time passing.
My arms on top of my head. Getting a bit tired. She's staring at me naked in the
corner, my red beat up ass. What is she thinking? "All right Davia. Time for
round two, honey." In a trance I returned to her lap. Glanced up at her face
briefly. She was actually smiling broadly. She looked quite happy. Well at least
she was enjoying this.
Scared. Her hand rubbing my ass. Is that the paddle? "Your ass has nice color
Davia. But we're going to change it a bit.
It's going to be kind of a deep purple after this. Heh. Heh." WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
WHAP! WHAP!
Again I was screaming and bawling like a little baby. Twisting my arm.
God she was strong. Those blows really, really stung. Now rubbing my ass.
I'm crying and screaming full force now. She's twisting one arm behind my back.
Then rubbing my legs. Long pause. Was it over? WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
It seemed to go on for a long time. Bawling and screaming my lungs out.
But that had no effect on the punishment. If anything, that seemed to encourage
her.
Then I realized she had stopped hitting me. Her hand was on my ass.
The paddle rubbing my torn up ass. Still screaming and sobbing and heaving and
hiccupping. Is that me screaming? Like a little girl? I had no control over
myself. Took me a long, long time to calm down. My breathing was very loud and
labored. Still her hand now on my ass.
Paddle gone. I lay there crying for the longest time.
"Good girl. You did good, honey. Now stand up and go back in the corner."
Shakily I got to my wobbly feet and made my way back to the corner. My ass was
way beyond numb. A flashbulb. Sounds like a Polaroid camera.
Developing. Silence. She left the room. Time passing. Trying to catch my breath.
A sobbing little baby girl. I'm still crying. Tears streaming down my face. Her
making a drink.
Bedsprings. She's sitting on the bed. Staring at me.
Suddenly standing next to me. Softly rubbing my back, my thighs. Now very
maternal.
"Did that hurt, honey?"
"Ye-yes Mommy."
"Good. It was supposed to. Are you going to be a good girl now?"
"Yes Mommy."
"Good. Come over to the bed. I have a present for a pretty girl who took her
spanking well." I walked over to the bed. I stood in front of her. She was
smiling more than ever.
"I am so proud of you Davia."
"Thank you Mommy." Then I kissed her hand.
"And thank you for spanking me Mommy."
"You're welcome sweetheart." (She patted the spot on the bed next to her.)
"Sit."
I sat down next to her, still sobbing a bit. She was softly rubbing my leg and
smiling at me. Then I noted her unbuttoning her blouse. Then taking it off. She
had on one of those big old fashioned fifties type of bras, with lots of
stitching. Her tits looked huge. I sat there in awe of them.
Then she unsnapped the bra and suddenly they were exposed to me. They looked
magnificent.
"Good girls who take a good spank get presents from Mommy." She put her hand at
the back of my head and just pulled me into her chest.
I began suckling one of the huge breasts in my mouth. I could hear kind of a
keening low wail coming from her as I sucked her big tit. I felt like I had come
home somehow. Her other hand ran through my hair while I contentedly suckled at
her chest. This went on for a long time. Now and then she would gently move my
sucking mouth from one tit to the other.
"Okay. Break time, Baby Girl. Did you like your feed from Mommy?"
"Oooh yes Mommy." Her hand on my rock hard dick.
"Well I guess you did. Your dickie bird is all hard again, Sweetness.
Yeah, baby likes her feed, huh? All big and hard for Mommy. Go and get the hand
lotion, cupcake." In another dream like trance, shaking, I went and retrieved
the hand lotion from the medicine cabinet. Then handed it to her.
"Just stand there, Baby." I was standing inbetween her legs. Her exposed chest
looked huge.
Then she took hold of my dick.
"Oh, look. Baby's got a present for Mommy." I looked down. There was a small
drop of sperm at the top of my piss slit.
Frieda bent over and licked it off. Then looked up at me, lasciviously.
"Having fun, Davia?"
"God yes Mommy. So much."
"Good girl. I'm having fun too."
Here I watched as she squirted a large dollop of cream on top of my dick, then
began massaging it in. Wonderful feeling. But I was so excited already I knew it
wouldn't last long. Then I felt her finger in my asshole.
Halfway in. All the way in.
"Ohh."
"Yeah, Davia likes Mommy in her pussyhole. Huh? Huh, Babe?"
"Y... yessss Mom... mommmmy. Ahhhhhhh!" Cumming. Hot jizz flying out of my dick.
"Tha's right. Shoot it out, honey. Shoot your cream, for Mommy. That's a good
girl. Yeah. Davia's got a big load for her Mommy. Huh? Huh, Babe?"
I collapsed in her loving arms.
When I woke up I was in her bed and apparently we had taken a nap.
Frieda was beaming at me. Playing with my hair.
"You awake now, Sleepyhead?"
"Yes Mommy."
"Good. You shot a big load for Mommy. Guess you got all tuckered out after your
spank."
"Yes... Mommy." Her chest was still exposed and I was drinking it in.
She got up off the bed and was walking out of the room.
"Come into the living room, hon." Naked, I followed her into the living room. My
ass was still sore but I was still tingling from that incredible orgasm.
When I reached the living room Frieda was removing her skirt. She had white
cotton panties on and her pussy looked very hairy under it. Then she removed the
panties and sat down. I just stood there gaping at her bushy black haired cunt.
"You like looking at Mommy's pussy, hon?"
"Oh yes."
"Good. Kneel down Davia."
I followed her instructions and kneeled down in front of her. She scooted up on
the edge of the couch. Suddenly she hauled back and slapped me in the face.
Hard. It stung! She was smiling. Then she slapped me twice more.
"Why am I slapping you, Davia?"
"I..I don't know Mommy."
"Because I feel like it. It gets my pussy wet. Smell." She shoved my face into
her steaming, wet cunt. Her pussy smelled really rank and excited. Another slap.
Then pulling my hair.
"Eat me, you little whore!"
I proceeded to eat her cunt for about an hour and a half. Frieda slapping me
whenever the mood struck her. Which was quite often.
"Yeeeeahhhhh. Suck my cunt, you bitch. Suck it! Suck it! Suck your Momma!!!" She
was very passionate and had several long cums, squeezing my head, pulling my
hair and slapping my face hard. I loved it.
Before letting me dress and return to my apartment, Frieda told me that we had
an appointment to buy some "girl" clothes the next day at 4 PM. She wanted me in
my skirt on her back steps at 3.30 so we could have a drink before driving over
to the store. She said her friend owned the store and we were going to have a
lot of fun.
Of course I wasn't sure about the fun part for me. This would be my first trip
out in a skirt. I was obviously a man wearing a skirt. But the sex with Frieda
was so great this was a small price to pay. Or so I told myself. I just prayed
that it wouldn't be too embarrassing.
The next day I was on her back steps at 3.30, in my skirt. I kept telling myself
it was worth it. The sex was wonderful. I kept repeating it as sort of a mantra
to get over my nervousness at what was going to happen. Out of the corner of my
eye I saw something. I glanced over. It was the next store neighbor, guy named
Ed. He was looking at me curiously. I had seen him outside several times and we
always said hi to each other. Now I just tuned him out. Praying for Frieda to
hurry up and open the door.
Finally it opened. I darted inside and turned around and saw Frieda wave at Ed.
Wonder what he was thinking.
Frieda was more dressed up than usual. More make up, nice sexy teardrop dangling
earrings. Very high heels, seamed nylons. I was impressed. My drink was waiting
for me on the table. She was scurrying around the apartment. Putting stuff in
her purse. I gulped down my Manhattan.
"Let's go honey." I stood up.
She kissed me on the cheek.
"I am so proud of you Davia. Just one thing. Olga is an old friend of mine.
Don't embarrass me."
"Yes Mommy."
We exited the back door and walked through the yard to the garage. Sure enough,
Ed was still standing in his yard staring at us. I kept my head down.
In the car, on the drive over, Frieda explained that Olga was a very old friend
and that this was an upscale lingerie shop. It was in the Old Orchard Shopping
Center, in Skokie. It was quite lux as suburban malls go. We had to park pretty
far from the store and I got several stares from people in the parking lot. But
Frieda was holding my hand and I kept repeating my mantra, the sex is great,
it's worth it for the sex.
The store was very fancy, lots of gold carpeting, chandeliers, mirrors
everywhere, baby dolls and bras everywhere. I had a semi hard as soon as I
walked in. Anticipating something. But fearful too.
Olga was a dish. To say the least. She was an attractive blond with big tits in
a pointy bra. Breathtaking. Intimidating. She looked like a bit older version of
that actress Charleze Theron, the one in the recent King Kong remake. The type I
would never have the guts to approach. She wore a matching beige outfit of long
skirt and sweater with a plunging neckline that showed off her formidable
cleavage.
She ran over and hugged Freida, then seemed to take me in. They were speaking in
German. It was weird. I could tell that Frieda was very proud of her little pet.
Me.
As I glanced around the store it looked like there was only one other customer
in it, with what looked to be another salesgirl, a young red head.
Next thing I knew Olga and Frieda had taken me into a back room.
"Get undressed, Davia." I stripped down to my panties under their watchful eyes.
Olga seemed fascinated by me. Like I was some sort of new hybrid person she had
read about. Then I was standing before them in just my panties. I was very
nervous.
Frieda reached over and pulled down my panties. I was mortified. She was
handling my dick and balls, sort of displaying them to Olga, who was all eyes.
Then they were both checking out my ass. I could feel both women touching me.
Still chatting away in German. At one point I heard the name 'Werner' out of
Frieda's mouth and they both giggled. Then Olga disappeared. Frieda was beaming.
Rubbing my back.
"Such a pretty girl. You're going to be so beautiful." Olga returned with
several pairs of panties and some bras. I tried them all on and they kept
commenting in German. After a while they had me just standing there naked. Olga
took hold of my prick and was softly stroking it.
Like I was a pet she wanted to have.
"Davia has a pretty little prickie."
"Thank you." Then the redhead walked in.
"Jane. Look." Olga was still handling my dick. I was hard now. Jane walked over
and was fascinated. They didn't bother to introduce me. I was just a commodity.
"He's hard. That's it. Go ahead. Touch it." Jane eagerly took hold of my stiff
dick. With her other hand she fondled my balls.
"Feel good, honey?"
"Yes. Thank you.." Then her hand was in my ass. Poking my asshole. God they were
pushy.
"She's tight."
"Yes, Davia has a tight pussy. That's what I told Werner." That cracked up Olga
and Frieda.
The day seemed to breeze by in a hurricane of trying on and modeling clothes in
the back of the store. Panties. Bras. Breast forms. Garters.
Seamed hose. Even some low heeled shoes. I don't know where they dug those up,
but they were just slightly big. It was fun. But weird.
When I was trying on the bras they insisted I keep my panties off. Both Olga and
Jane liked touching my dick and getting it hard. Olga liked holding it as she
talked about the bras to Frieda and Jane. My dick began to leak some jizz. Olga
noted this and wiped it on my balls and ass. I kept repeating my mantra to
myself. Olga was so gorgeous I'm sure she wouldn't even give me a second glance
in the street. Now she was holding my leaking dick.
Toward the end of the day, at about 5 PM, Olga served cocktails. We were all
drinking vodka and tonics and the women became much giddier and bolder touching
me. Jane started to finger my asshole a lot. They loved watching me model my
outfits, with a hard on. Kept calling me "Slut Girl."
Then trouble. I was sitting in a chair, with a bra and breast forms on, no
panties, when Olga came out of somewhere wearing a strap on dildo. It looked
scary to me but Frieda and Jane thought it was a riot. At one point Olga came
over to me and attempted to get me to suck it.
"Suck it, Davia. Eat some dick!" She was poking it at my mouth. I didn't like
it.
Suddenly Frieda cracked me in the face with an extremely hard slap. It literally
knocked me off the chair. Her face was livid. I was on the floor.
"How dare you! How dare you embarrass me in front of my friends!" Two more very
hard slaps. I was crying. Olga and Jane was mesmerized.
"Now suck that dick or you're not going to leave here alive, you cunt!" Olga
walked up and shoved the dildo in my mouth and I sucked it as best I could. Her
eyes bore right through me.
I glanced over at Frieda. She was still mad. My face burned from the slaps. I
was crying and sucking.
"Yeah. She's sucks dick good. Werner will love her," Olga said.
She was running her beautiful hand through my wet hair. Holding my ears.
Pumping the plastic dick lewdly in and out of my mouth.
"Suck it Slut Girl. Eat my dick!" Olga soon tired of this and removed the dildo.
Then I got a shocker. Frieda was sitting in a straight backed chair.
With her wooden paddle in her hand. Grabbing me roughly by the hair, she pulled
me over her lap. She then proceeded to paddle the shit out of my poor beat up
ass. It went on for a very long time. Screaming and wailing.
Then I had corner time. As I walked on weak wobbly legs to a corner I noted Jane
and Olga openly masturbating. They were loving this. I stood there naked and
sobbing for about fifteen minutes.
I could hear them whispering and giggling about me.
"Alright Slut Girl, round two." Back over Frieda's lap. More whaling and
screaming. I could hear myself bawling but it sounded like a different person.
Hiccuping and screaming. Bawling like a baby. Then silence. Just me crying.
Still on her lap. Deathly silence.
"Okay Babygirl. It's all over. Just relax. We're gonna go home soon.
Calm down Davia. You had a good spank and a good cry."
It took the longest time to calm down. I was sure the other two women were still
watching me being punished.
"Sssh. It's okay Baby. All over babygirl. Catch your breath. Momma's got a
present for a good girl."
Finally after about another fifteen minutes of just attempting to regain my
composure over Frieda's lap, she had me stand up. Then she had me sit on her
lap. What now? I looked around the room with hooded eyes and sure enough Olga
and Jane were sitting nearby in chairs masturbating to everything. They looked
enthralled by our little psychodrama. I'm sure Frieda felt like a great German
film director.
"Okay. It's all over precious. Now we've got a reward for our babygirl." She was
starting to pull on my dick. I was hard in no time. Then she had the Jergan's
lotion in her hand. (Had she planned this all out, with the wooden paddle and
the lotion?) Squirting it all over my dick and balls.
"Now let's show Frieda's friends what a good girl you are and what a big load
you can shoot for Mommy? Have you got a big load for Mommy? Huh? Is Babygirl
gonna shoot some cream and make Mommy proud of her?"
"Awwwhhhhhh!!" Cumming and cumming and cumming. All over my stomach, dick, and
Frieda's pumping hand. It went on for a long, long time. I must have built up
all this tension and now it was finally being released.
"That's my babygirl! Atta girl! Shoot that cream for Mommy!!" I glanced over at
the other women. Both looked like they were cumming.
When I woke up the next morning I couldn't believe I had actually done that.
What a strange day. My dick was rock hard. I didn't have a job but I sure had a
hard dick. I just couldn't believe I let myself be punished in front of those
women like that. But I did. And I was sure that I would jack off to the memory
several times.
A knock at the door.
I hopped out of bed. Opened the door. Frieda in a housecoat. She smiled and
glanced at my hard dick in my pants. She touched it.
"Good morning Davia. We're having dinner tonight at 7. Don't be late.
Look sexy. I've go some good news." Then she swatted my hard on and left.
That night I wore the lacy black bra with the breast forms, my skirt, garters,
seamed hose and the low heels. I looked quite sexy. Still not good enough to
pass, but if you were horny...
Frieda let me wait on the back steps for a good period. But I really didn't care
who saw me. I looked sexy, felt sexy, and knew I would be having sex soon, what
form that would take with Frieda I never knew.
She greeted me at the door with a kiss on my lips. Werner was just sitting down
at the table.
"Oh Werner, doesn't Davia look lovely?"
"Yes. Very!"
"Thank you Werner."
"Your welcome."
"I've put your plate right next to mine, Davia. I want you right next to me
tonight."
"So what is the good news, Mommy?"
"Hush. I'll tell you in a little while."
She had fixed bratwurst and German potato salad. It was good, as usual.
"Look Werner. That's what happens to bad girls." She passed him a Polaroid
picture. I knew right away it was the one she took of my beat up ass during a
beating. He seemed fascinated by it, glancing from the picture to me. Meanwhile
Frieda was playing with my dick under my skirt. The dinner continued in this
fashion. I got hard immediately. My dick trained to her touch.
I could see Werner touching his dick as he looked at us and then at the picture
of my beat up ass.
"Ohh Davia's all excited tonight. I guess she liked getting her new clothes."
"I love them Mommy. Thank you so much."
"Your welcome darling. Davia, Werner has a present for you. Werner show Davia
your present."
He stands up and walks over to me. Undoes his belt, pants fall down.
Boxer shorts. I can see he's hard. It looks huge. He pulls down his shorts. A
very big dick. Terrifying.
"Well?"
Frieda sounded like she was getting irritated.
I just sat there, in a trance. Werner was slowly jacking his big penis in my
face. I could smell his manly, musty odor. Then he placed the tip of it on my
lips.
"Kiss it Davia. Don't act stupid." I kissed it.
"Uhhhh." Werner was very into it.
"Lick that big prick, you dirty whore!" I followed her instructions. I loved her
telling me what to do.
"Don't embarrass me you cunt." She was pulling my hair, hard, as I licked her
husband's massive prick.
Werner was grunting and staring at me.
"Suck that beautiful dick and give him a big cum. Or else I'll whip the shit out
of you right here and now. Do you understand me, young lady?" His dick was in my
mouth. Filling it. It was huge. I felt like I was sucking on a building.
Frieda was twisting my balls. It hurt!
"Answer me young lady!" I nodded my head and moaned yes, and kept sucking his
dick.
"Allllwwww fuuuuuukkkkKKKKKKKKKAAAAAAA ohhhh "
"That's right, cunt. Swallow that cream. That's good for you.
Cocksucking whore!" Then, to Werner, "I told you she was a natural, didn't I?
Look at that whore. She was born to it. This is christmas for her."
Every word out of Frieda's mouth just got me hotter. Werner had his hand on the
back of my head. Suddenly he shot his load and my small mouth was full of jizz,
his copious man cream. It was dribbling out of my whorey mouth.
"Oh fuffuuuk that was sooo goood. God what a cocksucker!!!"
Werner staggered back to his chair.
"Clean him up, Davia. Finish him up. You want him to come back, don't you?" I
knelt in front of Werner and licked him all over. He was petting my head like a
puppy.
"Now what do you say, Davia?"
"Thank you Werner. Thank you for letting me suck your dick."
"Good girl. I'm proud of you. Now take care of Mommy." I knelt down in front of
her and ate her for the next half hour. Her cunt smelled so funky and powerful.
It was intoxicating. At one point I could hear Werner jacking his dick. Ready to
shoot again. Frieda came about ten times. I had the heel prints in my thighs to
prove it. She loved to grind her heels into my legs as she orgasmed. After she
was satisfied she slapped me in the face, hard. It hurt.
I glanced up at her. Frieda sat in her chair with a glazed look in her eyes.
Sated. I just stayed kneeling in front of her. After she had regained her
breath, "Okay Davia, show Werner what a big girl you are."
I stood up and began jacking off in front of Werner but it only took a few
minutes and I was shooting cum all over the place, in fact a lot of it got on
Werner. He didn't seem to mind.
The evening continued like that. We took a long break and had fresh drinks.
Frieda had me take my skirt and blouse off. Now I was in black see thru panties,
black bra with cool breast forms, garter belt, seamed nylons and low heels. I
felt incredibly sexy. I realized I loved making these two cum and then cleaning
them up. It brought out the woman in me.
Later on, Frieda told me her good news. She would be renting me out as a
maid/cleaning woman to Olga and her friends. Apparently I had made a very good
impression at the lingerie store. The only scary part was that they were also
allowed to spank and beat me after I had cleaned up their homes.
Well at least I had a job.
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