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Biker Slave - 2
by hammerhead8950 (hammerhead8950@hotmail.com)
***
The continuing story of a bisexual man who willingly
becomes a sex slave and prostitute for the woman he
loves. (MM-bi, FM, d/s, bd, orgy, intr, tg, rom)
***
-= The Beta Test =-
When Sandy got us to the rally area around noon, she
found a parking spot somewhat away from the thousands
of other attendees. Spreading out the awning which was
attached to the side of the trailer revealed a sign
which read 'Front- 5, Back- 10.' I was open for
business!
Bill had arrived long before us and began spreading
the word among his friends and acquaintances that
services were available for anyone who was horny, and
at very reasonable 'Grand Opening' prices. Sandy and
Lydia set up folding lawn chairs near the side door to
the trailer. EVERYBODY would have to submit to a quick
blood test for STDs and HIV. That could immediately
check a drop of blood much like a diabetic checks
blood sugar levels.
Anyone refusing the blood test was turned away. Free
condoms were made available for any customer that
wanted them. If they wanted to bareback, that was OK
because we knew they were clean. While Lydia handled
the admissions and testing Sandy was inside the
trailer with me to chaperone and wipe me down between
customers and occasionally give me a sip of cola
between blowjobs. The women would trade-off jobs
throughout the day.
Our first customers were a man/woman couple, both
about mid-forty's. After paying Sandy their 15 dollars
they got their fingers pricked and passed the blood
test. The woman was slim, about 5'6" and had her hand
down the front of her shorts and was working herself
into a juicy lather. When they entered the trailer
door the woman dropped her shorts, headed for the
barstool and sat down which put her pussy right onto
my mouth.
Just awakening from my drug induced nap, I stared at
the moist pussy and asked, "Where am I?" The guy was
about 6'3", had on a t-shirt, jeans and sandals.
Unbuckling his jeans, he dropped them to the floor,
stepped out of them and replied "Don't know about you,
dude, but I think we're in heaven."
His dick was quickly inflating to a hard 8 ½" and was
close to 2" wide. On a small shelf on the side of the
trailer was a bowl of lubricant conveniently provided
by Sandy. The man dipped three fingers into the bowl
and coated his dick. Not having anything better to do,
I started moving my tongue into and over the woman's
cunt. A moment later the guy started slowly, but
firmly inserting his prick into my anus.
By now the numbing cream was doing its job and I could
feel all of the stretching as his love muscle invaded
my colon without even a pinch of pain. As he began
pounding into me I alternated between furiously
sucking and licking the woman, and grunting from each
of his forceful thrusts. The woman brought her legs up
and over my shoulders as the man pressed down on my
back and repeatedly rammed his cock into me.
The woman started gasping and "ahhs" came rhythmically
as she reached a massive orgasm. Then almost
immediately the guy shot his load of hot cum into my
belly. After 10-15 seconds of both of them grunting
almost in unison, they both quieted down and started
taking deep breaths. The whole action had taken less
than five minutes. My colon was still swollen with his
cock, but was begging for more.
I continued to lick into the woman's pussy until she
pulled away. As the guy withdrew his slowly deflating
cock from my body, he gave my butt a slap and said,
"If you're here tomorrow, we'll see you again, then!"
And with that they put their pants back on and started
back out the door. Two more guys passed them coming
into the trailer and my first day working at my new
job was off to a rousing start.
For the next three hours I remained tied down to the
bench servicing mostly men. Then Sandy called a
temporary halt so I could wash up and wash out. By
that time I was thoroughly fucked and needed a break.
Sandy unhooked my cuffs from the eyebolts and helped
me to the shower.
"How're you doing there, Sweetie? Is it what you
expected?" she asked.
"It's wonderful," I replied. "I've never felt so full
and so dominated; I love it."
"Do you need to stop?"
"No, please, I want to keep going. Are you really OK
with me doing this?"
Waving a wad of bills she'd collected, Sandy smiled
and said "I'm REALLY OK with this if you are."
I headed into the shower to wash off, wash out and get
ready for round two. Within 20 minutes I was on my
back on the bench with my legs up in the straps
hanging from the ceiling of the trailer. My head was
hanging over the end of the bench in perfect position
for deep-throating. Sandy and Lydia then strapped my
body down and within a couple of minutes I was getting
my lights fucked out. After the second round of serial
fucking, another break, and a third round where I was
again bent over in doggie fashion, we finally closed
up shop around 10 PM. Even though we standardized
alternating the position, by then my legs were rubbery
as I headed for the shower to clean up.
"I feel like I must have been fucked about 80 times."
I said as I came out of the shower and toweled off.
"Not EVEN!" said Sandy, "...It was only... seventy-
eight. But throw in sixty one blowjobs and that gives
us almost eleven hundred dollars!" as she waved a wad
of bills. Lydia had been closing down the trailer and
then joined us for a bite to eat. "How'd we do?" she
inquired. Sandy showed her the roll and Lydia said
"Great! We should do even better tomorrow and Sunday
when word gets around."
I felt great pride that I could earn us that much
money, and at bargain-basement prices to boot! Sandy
stripped down and led me onto the bed in the trailer.
She then replaced my wrist and ankle cuffs and had me
lie on my back and spread my legs which she then
fastened to tethers which were at the corners of the
foot of the bed. She then told me to reach up toward
the head of the bed where she fastened the wrist cuffs
to a chain that she had wrapped around a brace on the
wall. Once again that day I was bound and ready for
sex. Only this time, Sandy bent over MY erect member
and gave me a slow, lingering blowjob.
I had been ready for hours and after torturing me with
light and intermittent sucks and licks for half an
hour she finally went at it with a passion and it only
took me a minute for me to blow my wad. She then
turned around and lay down in the 69 position with her
pussy on my face and spread her legs. She told me to
eat her pussy. I started sticking my tongue as deep as
possible between her labia and she immediately
responded, but both of us were overcome by the day's
events and we dozed off as fatigue enveloped us.
We opened for business early Saturday morning and
there was already a line of customers waiting for us.
I went through four 3-hour sex sessions with breaks in
between and repeated the process on Sunday. During
each of my breaks, either Sandy or Lydia would choose
to get fucked by one or two of the customers who were
always propositioning them. As soon as I finished my
shower I would be called upon to clean out their pussy
before resuming my regular duties. Our total take for
the weekend amounted to over four thousand dollars.
Sunday night we packed up and drove home.
Monday morning I was allowed to sleep late and I
needed it as my ass was very sore from getting fucked
so often. Sandy and Lydia discussed the activity and
by the time I woke up had already decided to make me
more 'appealing' and placed an order over the
internet. Later that week a package arrived and Sandy
introduced me to my newest accessories by breaking off
my Bitch Tamer training. As I was locked into the
stockade one afternoon getting one of my twice daily
poundings from the fucking machine, Sandy and Lydia
came into the room with a large square box. They
stopped the machine and released me from the stockade.
"We've decided that you should look more the part of a
sex slave. We think you need these to help the guys
get more excited and fuck you faster so we can
increase the number of customers each hour." And with
that they took the lid off the box and pulled out a
pair of knee-high leather riding boots with 3" heels.
My feet were 9 ½ in men's sizes, and that translated
to a 12 in a ladies size. I was instructed to put them
on and walk around the room. I did as I was told and
spent the next few hours under their tutelage getting
used to walking in heels.
"Do you like your new boots? Do they make you feel
like a slut?" asked Sandy.
"Yes Ma'am. Thank you very much."
The boots became an integral part of my attire from
then on and I loved having them on.
The Bike rally season had come to an end so for the
next few months my only activity was to continue
training. This consisted mostly of a routine that
included once daily stockade fucking for about an hour
and the laser and electrolysis hair removal.
Approximately every two weeks or so, we would attend
parties at JJ Western Swing where we were in demand as
orgy partners. Sandy was also building up a list of
local customers for private sessions. Two or three
times a week I was loaned out to them at no charge.
-= The tour =-
The months passed until late February and Sandy
announced that we would be traveling all the way to
Florida for the Daytona rally in March. This would be
our first long road trip. The Daytona motorcycle rally
is one of the biggest with many thousands of attendees
and lasting for 10 days. We allowed six days of easy
travel to get there from Nevada. For the drive, Sandy
dressed me in a long sleeve T-shirt, knee-length
pleated skirt and my new, high-heeled boots.
I had the cock ring & ball on and the attached chain
hung out from the bottom of the skirt. By now, my hair
was rather long and Sandy pulled it back and gathered
it into a ponytail. I didn't look great as a woman
but, at a distance, could pass. She wanted me to be
in-character while on the trip but that also made
comfort stops sort of delicate since I was now using
the ladies rooms at roadside rest stops. At night we
usually stayed in motels. We timed it well and arrived
at Daytona the day before the rally of ficially began.
We set up camp a couple of miles down the road from
the main gathering area. Bill had ridden his bike and
had arrived a couple of days before us. He set about
getting the word out and there were some who stopped
by as soon as we were parked. Sandy told them they'd
have to wait for the Friday opening. That night, after
giving her a massage, Sandy and I cuddled on the bed
in the trailer.
"Are you ready for a whole week and a half, sweetie?"
she asked. "You're going to be reamed and creamed like
you never thought possible!"
"Yes, I think so." I answered. "I hope I don't
disappoint you."
"I'm sure you won't. Just remember, you can stop
whenever you want if it gets too intense. I'm already
proud of you!"
"Sandy, you really are a goddess to me. I can't tell
you how happy I am to be your slave; to be here with
you."
With that, she turned over on her side and I snuggled
up behind her and pushed my erect cock between her
luscious buns. I draped my arm over her body and laid
it on her tummy. Then, I nibbled at the back of her
neck and drifted off to sleep.
Sandy and Lydia had decided that the market could bear
a doubling of the Las Vegas prices of the previous
October. After all, that had been a 'grand opening'
sale! Their business sense proved correct as there was
a constant stream of customers willing to pay twenty
bucks for a fuck and ten for a blowjob. We set up a
schedule of three hours on, half an hour off, starting
at 7AM and going until 8:30PM each day. The first day
I was fucked 116 times and gave 89 blowjobs making
just over $3200.
I was swimming in an ocean of cum and not even hungry
that night. As the week wore on business picked up
some, then tailed off at the end as some of the
revelers left a day or two early. Lydia said that my
final tally for the 10 day event was 1243 fucks and
936 blowjobs. By the end of the event we had cleared
just over $27,000, allowing about $3,000 to pay the
local constabulary to look the other way.
I was so sore that I didn't wear the cock ring and
ball for the ride back to Nevada, but I was very proud
of the money I'd made for Sandy. Travel expenses
amounted to about $4,000. Bill and Lydia each got 20%,
over five thousand. Sandy took her and my shares,
which amounted to just over sixteen thousand dollars,
a nice sum for my first big score. For the next three
weeks I rested and recovered from the pounding I'd
taken.
Toward the middle of April we started on the road
again. But the first part of that excursion was just a
hop, skip and a jump to Scottsdale, Arizona for five
days at 'Arizona Bike Week', netting close to $13,000.
Then we went back to southeastern Nevada for the five-
day Laughlin 'River Run Rally'. For Laughlin, we
parked on the Nevada side of the Colorado River, away
from the town so as not to draw attention from the
cops. Business was steady there and we cleared over
fourteen thousand dollars. It was just a short trip
home.
We then had about two weeks before the next two
rallies which were both in New Mexico, the five day
Aspencash Rally in Ruidoso, and almost immediately
after, the six day Red River Rally in the thriving
metropolis of Red River, NM. Our trip from Nevada to
New Mexico gave us the chance to meander through
Arizona and see many of the sights like the Grand
Canyon, Meteor Crater, Painted Desert and Petrified
Forest National Parks.
We even diverted up into the southwestern corner of
Colorado to see the cliff dwellings in Mesa Verde,
staying in the nearby town of Cortez. It was there
that another special adventure occurred. We had
arrived late at a small, inexpensive motel. Sandy and
Lydia checked in as I stayed in the cab of the pickup.
I was dressed, as usual in my skirt, boots and chained
cock ring devise, but with a warm hoodie because it
was still chilly in this area.
After getting the room, the mistresses and I unloaded
the overnight bags. It was almost 8 PM and Sandy and
Lydia decided that we would go to the motel restaurant
instead of getting carry out fast food. This would be
the very first time I would be in a very public place
trying to pass as a female slut. I was worried that I
would be ridiculed, but Sandy was in charge. She took
the chain and I followed her and Lydia across the
parking lot and into the restaurant.
There were no other customers there, just the waitress
and the cook in the kitchen. When we walked in,
Debbie, the waitress walked over to greet us and
showed us to a table. As we walked across the room I
kept my head turned mostly away from her, but I knew
she was glancing curiously at me. We sat down and the
waitress went off to get menus.
Coming back to the table, I could sense that she was
still checking me out. I was conscious of the thin
chain coming out from under my skirt and that caused
me to start getting an erection. The waitress gave us
the menus and asked about drinks to which Sandy
answered "Three beers, please."
Debbie said she'd give us some time to look over the
specials. She then returned to the counter to get the
beers and tried to look nonchalant while continuing to
glance at me. She brought over the brews and left us
to peruse the menus. After another five minutes she
returned. Debbie was around 60 years old, about 5'7"
with an average body, an easy pleasant smile and a
calm, beautiful face.
"Can I take your orders or would you like some more
time?" she asked.
"We're ready. I'll have the cheeseburger special."
said Lydia. "Me, too" Sandy quickly added.
I was too embarrassed and self-conscious to say
anything and just sat there petrified. Being nude,
having extreme sex with complete strangers was so much
easier than being dressed as a woman in these
circumstances. After a long, pregnant pause of total
silence the waitress leaned over to Sandy and softly
asked, "Should I just bring him the same thing?"
My face must have flushed a deep red and I turned it
away toward the wall. Sandy's leg moved over to mine
and started gently rubbing it, and she replied "I
think that'll be just fine, thank you."
Then the waitress leaned over and put a hand gently on
my shoulder and said "It's all right, honey, you can
be whoever you want to be. Just relax and enjoy your
meal."
I slowly turned my face to her and muttered "Thank
you."
After we'd finished the meal we got up and went over
to the register to pay. Debbie totaled it up and
showed it to Sandy, who immediately gave her a twenty.
Then Debbie said "I hope everything was OK. Umm...
look, I know I'm just a nosey old broad, but I
couldn't help seeing that chain that goes under his
skirt and his woody is really showing. Umm... I was
just wondering...could I ask what that's all about?"
Lydia was silent and trying to hide a smile but Sandy
just replied in a calm low voice "He's our sex slave
and this is his first time in public." Then she turned
her head to me and said, with a hint of a smile "Show
the lady what you've got." I hesitated and Sandy said
gently but firmly "Go ahead, show her."
I reached down and lifted the front of the skirt off
of my erection. Debbie's eyes went wide and an abrupt
"Ooohh!" issued from her mouth at the sight of my
rock-hard erection. I was shivering with the thrill of
my public exposure.
"Ooow, that is so beautiful! You gals are so lucky!"
Debbie said. "I was widowed a couple of years back and
I sure do miss that! I know I'm being pushy again, but
would you mind if I just feel it a little?"
Sandy replied, "Please do! His whole job is to provide
pleasures to others. If you'd like, you're welcome to
use him any way you want. When you're off duty just
come on over. We're in room 18, just over there."
Debbie stared at my pulsing cock then leaned over and
cupped my balls in one hand and gently ran her other
hand over the pole. Her fingers lightly caressed the
smooth head. A drop of pre-cum oozed out of the tip
and she wiped it off with her finger and then touched
that to her tongue. She was breathing rapidly and
said, "Do you really mean that? I get off in about 20
minutes. Can I really have him tonight?"
"Of course you can!" said Sandy, "We'll go over and
get ready and you just start thinking about what you
want him to do for you." Debbie clasped my cock and
balls between her soft, warm hand for a moment then
let go. "Thank you so much! I'll try to hurry." I
dropped the skirt and we left to go to our room.
We all undressed and Sandy disconnected the chain but
left the cock ring on me. Lydia stretched out on one
of the king size beds and started using a vibrator to
pleasure herself. Sandy put on a diaphanous robe that
just barely came down to mid-thigh and left the front
open. I put shower gel, lubricant and condoms in the
shower enclosure. Just over ten minutes later there
was a gentle knock at the door. Sandy carefully opened
it and Debbie was standing there, flushed and
shivering with excitement. Sandy ushered her inside
and locked the door.
"Can I really do anything I want with him?" Debbie
asked Sandy.
"Of course you can. Can you stay all night?"
"Oh yeah! I'm off tomorrow! God, I haven't had a good
fuck for a couple of years. The local talent is pretty
thin."
"Good, now you just close your eyes and stand there.
He'll take over, OK?"
Sandy then turned to me. "Take off all her clothes,
fold them neatly and put them on the dresser. Then
give this lady a nice shower massage like you do us.
But you can do anything you want with her...anything
at ALL! Just make sure she enjoys it."
I crossed over to get behind Debbie. I began to slowly
take off all of her clothes and lightly kiss her body.
I gently rubbed my hands up and down her body,
lingering on her breasts, her pussy and settling on
her
butt cheeks which I massaged for a couple of minutes.
Debbie kept her eyes closed and I then guided her into
the shower. I turned off all of the lights in the
bathroom and Sandy did the same in the bedroom. The
only illumination was a faint glow from a nightlight
in the bathroom. Then I carefully got in the shower
and turned on the warm water.
Using shower gel and the hand-held shower head, I
gently began to wash Debbie's body from behind, like I
do with Sandy and Lydia. I started at the shoulders
and worked my way all the way down to her feet, then
started back up. When I got back up to her butt again
I reached around with one hand and caressed her pussy
while I ran the fingers of my other hand down between
her ass cheeks. I used three fingers to rub her
asshole and pushed into it with the tip of my index
finger. I was pleasantly surprised when she actually
began to push back with her ass and started to impale
herself on my fingers.
"Do you want me to do this?" I said as I pushed my
fingers deeper into her ass.
"Oh God, YES! It's been so long. Please fuck me in the
ass! PLEASE!"
"Do you want me to use a condom?"
"Only if there's a reason you need to. I haven't been
filled with cum for a long time and I really want to
be."
So I got the bottle of lubricant and covered my
engorged cock then massaged some as deep into Debbie's
ass as I could. I took her arms and guided them to the
handicap support bars at the end of the shower and had
her bend over. She bent her knees slightly and went up
on the balls of her feet. She had a beautiful ass; one
any twenty-something would be proud of. I then guided
my aching cock to her puckered hole and gently, but
firmly pushed the head into her. She gave a little
gasp, and then her sphincter relaxed and my whole dick
slid slowly into her ass.
I was balls deep into her and I just held it there as
her colon adjusted to the invading pole of flesh. I
savored the moment for a while then began to slowly
rock forward and back, feeling her heat and massaging
her grasping colon. Having been on the receiving end
so long, I'd nearly forgotten how good it feels to be
the penetrator. I reached around Debbie's hips and
began to rub her pussy lips and lightly touch her
clitoris. Occasionally I'd move one or both hands up
to her nipples and rub them before returning to her
now very wet pussy.
Debbie was alternately purring and squealing and after
what seemed like ten minutes, had a massive and vocal
orgasm. Her spasming colon squeezed at my cock and I
followed her in a paroxysm of pleasure, sending a jet
of hot cum deep into her gut.
Debbie loosened her grip on the bar and I held her
tightly to my body, my dick still stiff inside her, my
fingers still strumming her nipples and her clitoris.
My erection then softened and I slowly withdrew my
cock from her luscious ass. With the warm water still
raining down we sunk slowly to the floor of the
shower. After a few minutes I helped her up and washed
off her and myself and turned off the water. I then
used a towel to dry Debbie and wrapped it around her.
After drying myself I led her into the bedroom to the
second bed.
Lydia was curled up asleep on top of the covers with
the now-silent vibrator still jammed in her cunt.
Sandy was sitting up in bed looking at a magazine by
the light of a desk lamp. She gave us a big smile and
said "Are you finally done? I thought you'd wake all
the neighbors with that performance." She folded up
her magazine and turned off her light. "See you two
tomorrow." And with that Sandy rolled over and went to
sleep.
I guided Debbie onto the other bed and had her lie
down and close her eyes. I then gave her a gentle
massage from her feet to her shoulders. The feel of
her body also got me erect again and I settled gently
between her legs and pushed my cock slowly into her
moist pussy. The slow, sensuous coupling lasted for
about twenty minutes and her orgasm triggered me
almost immediately and I sent another load of cum into
her willing body.
When I pulled out, Debbie brought both of her legs up
to her chest and held them there curled up. I then
dropped down to her exposed pussy and used my tongue
to clean her out. She mewled in pleasure. When I was
done I moved to her side. She stretched out her legs
and rolled to her side facing away from me. I moved to
spoon her, draping my arm around her waist and we
drifted off to sleep. The next morning, Debbie and
Sandy were up before me. By the time I awoke Debbie
had taken her leave but not before leaving her address
and phone number with Sandy. From then on we always
had a place to stay in Cortez, and I always had a
nights' work to do.
Our stops in Ruidoso and Red River went well netting
us just over $24,000 for the eleven days total. We
then took a two week vacation break before continued
on to Sparks, Oklahoma for the eleven day long
'Bikeweek OK Rally' in June. Again, I worked my ass
off, but it was worth it as we cleared almost fifty
thousand dollars. For the bigger events Sandy had
decided to raise the rates in order to actually slow
down business. She was worried than I might get worn
down if I was overwhelmed with business. But even at
$15 for a blowjob and $25 for an ass fucking, I still
averaged over a hundred fucks and over ninety blowjobs
a day.
There was such demand at Sparks that we expanded the
workday by two hours. It was a dizzying schedule with
men firing loads into my ass about every 6-8 minutes
and into my throat every ten minutes. I was awash in
cum and even with my ass and jaws tired, I didn't want
to stop. But by the end of those eleven days I was
beat.
All of the net profits are split with twenty percent
each going to Bill, for his 'advertising' efforts, and
Lydia for her bookkeeping and general support, and
thirty percent each to Sandy and me, with Sandy taking
care of my share. This job was turning out to be the
best I'd ever had. I loved being able to belong to
Sandy and to be close to her. She really was a goddess
to me.
Following the close of the Oklahoma rally, we swung
east to take in the 4-day 'Wingding 35' in South
Carolina and the 3-day Carlisle, Pennsylvania rallies.
By now, we were acquiring a reputation within the
biker culture for providing a quality service so Sandy
decided to keep the prices at $15 and $25 for all the
remaining events except the October season-ending
rally in Las Vegas. After all, that was 'home'
territory and she wanted to give the locals a break.
After Carlisle, we had two weeks to meander westward
toward the granddaddy event for all motorcycle
enthusiasts, the week-long event in Sturgis, South
Dakota that draws over 35,000 participants. I got to
know over 1300 of them personally, according to
Lydia's figures. By this time I knew how to work my
ass and my mouth to coax the customers into quick, but
satisfying climaxes.
For the guys fucking me, Lydia said it took less than
6 minutes on average; for blowjobs, just over 7
minutes to get them to shoot a load. Ladies
occasionally accompanied their men and I sucked their
pussies until they had an orgasm. That usually took
ten minutes or more, but I was glad to oblige. This
had to be the best job in the whole world!
After things closed down at Sturgis we hurried south
to Cripple Creek, Colorado for three days at the
'Salute 2 Am Vets' rally, then back north to Loveland,
Colorado for 'Thunder in the Rockies'. By then, I'd
been reamed so much I could hardly walk for a couple
of days. But that gave us a three week break before
the 'Street Vibrations' event in Reno, Nevada, so we
headed home to rest and refit. On the return trip to
Nevada, we stopped again in Cortez, Colorado to
pleasure Debbie. She put us up at her house for two
nights and comped us our meals at the restaurant.
While Street Vibrations is only a five day event, it
is spread out over Reno, Sparks and down to Virginia
City and there are 25,000 attendees. Business was good
there and we netted over 20 grand. We then had less
than a week before Las Vegas in early October, but it
was only one days' drive to home, so that worked out
OK.
We closed out the season there with another 10 grand
profit and settled in for the winter. According to
Lydia's figures for the year I'd worked 71 days and
had been fucked over 7500 times and given almost 6500
blowjobs. We'd also made a profit of over $227,000.
Ninety thousand of that was split by Bill and Lydia,
and Sandy took the rest. I was incredibly proud of
what I could provide for her.
After arriving back at my house Sandy took me aside
early one morning to talk about the future.
"Sweetie, come sit down over here. We should talk."
"Yes Ma'am. Thank you very much."
"You don't have the ring on, so just answer me
honestly."
"Yes Ma'am. Thank you..."
"You are doing this much better than I could ever
imagine. But I want to talk with you about how you
look."
"Do I not look as nice as you'd like?"
"You'll always look lovely to me, sweetie. I'm
wondering how you'd feel if you more resembled... a
woman. You once told me how you are attracted to the
image of a shemale. So tell me honestly... would you
like to become a shemale?"
I hung my head a little as her question sunk in, "I
don't know... do you think I'd look better that way?"
"Sweetie, you still have a man's kinda-flat ass. I
think if it were bigger and more... plush... that
you'd excite the guys much quicker and it would even
give you some more padding. I think in any case you'd
be much hotter with butt implants. But that brings us
to the other part, breast implants. I know you like
titties on women. How would you like to have a rack of
your own... a set of boobs that any woman would be
proud of?"
I was speechless, thinking about the implications. I'd
be committing to not only act like a woman, but to
actually look like a woman.
Sandy continues, "You did tell me about your fantasies
about being a shemale. You like having female sex with
the men. If you're comfortable with your inner
feelings, would it make you feel good to have most of
the body of a woman? If you're worried that I might
change my feelings toward you, don't be. You are going
to be my consort and my slave forever. And besides,
even I sometimes get a little hot when I see nice
boobies on a woman, too. Well, you take some time to
think about it... we don't need to decide it
immediately."
"Yes, I want them!" I blurted out. "I want to turn on
the men so they'll use me for the slut I am. That's
what I am. That's who I am!"
"Are you absolutely sure, sweetie? There'll be no
going back if we do this."
"As long as I'm your whore, I want to be the best
whore I can be!" I replied.
"Well then...OK... we'll do it! I've been researching
online and there are some doctors in Los Angeles who
are good at these things. Tomorrow we'll head down
there and get you fixed up."
My face started to flush thinking about the whole
idea. I'd have breasts! Nice, big ones that a man
could fuck! I thought about being able to take three
cocks at once. I got a big erection just thinking
about it. Sandy just sat there enjoying my reaction.
After a few minutes she got up and went to make some
phone calls.
The next day we drove down to L.A. for some
consultations with the doctors. Sandy gave them a much
edited version of my experiences as a working 'girl'.
They'd seen and heard it all before, so they didn't
bat an eye about me acting as a female whore. I took
some psychological tests and passed. Then Sandy
examined the available options and chose some for me.
In addition to the butt implants she picked out some
hip implants to round my ass. For the breasts, she
chose some double-D implants. The doctors explained
that there was a schedule opening just a few days
hence, so we decided to just stay in L.A. On TG-day
Sandy took me to the hospital early in the morning.
I can't say anything about the actual operation
because once they administered the general anesthesia
I was out like a light. I groggily woke up in the
early afternoon. I was in a hospital bed, lying on my
side with pillows stuffed on either side of my body to
keep me from rolling onto my back or onto my stomach.
I had compression wraps around my hips and my chest.
My butt ached and my chest felt like someone had
ripped off the entire front of my body, but I could
tell that I had two luscious boobs, each the size of a
large whole grapefruit. I was so mesmerized by the way
they looked that I forgot about the pain momentarily
and got the first twinges of an erection. Behind me,
Sandy was sitting in a bedside chair, reading a
magazine.
"How're you doing, sweetie?" she softly asked.
"Other than feeling like my butt and chest were ripped
off, not too bad, LOL." I replied.
"Believe it or not, these are just outpatient
procedures so as soon as you can, we'll be moving out.
It's gonna be painful for a couple of weeks, but I'm
gonna take good care of you. Do you feel like you can
move anything?"
I took a deep breath, which caused a sharp pain to
shoot across my chest. "AAhhh, Oh God!" I gasped.
"Are you OK?" Sandy asked again.
"Oh man! I just gotta take small breaths till I get
used to having these boobs, I guess." Then I slowly
tried to move my legs. There was a grinding pain in my
butt when I did this, but I could move them. Slowly I
started scrunching toward the edge of the bed. Sandy
got up and came around to be in front of me.
"Do you want me to help you?" She asked.
"Let me try it on my own. I think I'm getting the hang
of it."
I moved the pillows in front of me and gingerly edged
off of the bed and onto my feet. "Whew! Women really
do this stuff all the time?"
"Yeah, sweetie, all the time! But I'm still not sure
whether they do it for the men or for themselves.
Who did you do it for?"
That made me think. "I guess mostly for myself." I
answered.
"Good! That's the answer I wanted to hear. Now if
you're feeling well enough to move, let's get you out
of here."
When we signed out of the hospital the nurses didn't
bat an eye. They obviously knew that I was male, but
when they helped me into the truck one of them said
"Remember, take it very easy for the next full month,
then, veeerrry slowly get up to speed. You ladies have
a good day!" I was a shemale!
Back in Nevada I spent the next four months recovering
and getting used to my new body. But I still had my
job to do and so had to get used to having my new,
bigger ass plowed by cocks. My first session on the
fucking machine was awkward, but I quickly adapted and
was soon a pro again. Bill would still come by
occasionally and now added a new exercise where he'd
straddle me and fuck my tits. I enjoyed this because
he'd shoot a load of cum onto my face.
In March we started the new season with another trip
to Daytona. Now that I was a full-fledged shemale we
developed a new method of drumming up business. With
Bill strategically placed in the crowd, Sandy, Lydia
and I would start at one end of the encampment and
stroll to the other, where our trailer would be set
up. We all wore flouncy short schoolgirl-plaid skirts,
very brief halter tops, large sunhats and shades. I
had on my high-heeled knee-high boots. Sandy and Lydia
usually wore sandals. While Sandy and Lydia wore thong
underwear, all I had on underneath was the simple cock
ring with the thin chain which Sandy used to lead me
around. Over the previous year my hair had grown long
and Sandy had pulled it back and braided it into a
single long ponytail which stretched a foot and a half
down my back.
As we went through the crowd I was groped and caressed
many times by both men and women, which caused my dick
to harden. Bill passed out business cards and by the
time we'd reached our trailer we had a sizable crowd
of customers in tow. All I had to do was take off the
hat and halter top and bend over the bench. The men
were all too happy to shove their dicks into both my
ass and my mouth. The skirt and boobs seemed to
inflame their passion and they fucked into me faster.
Most climaxed within two or three minutes. Their
faster and harder pounding also provided more pleasure
for me, too. I had become a cum and cock slut and I
was happy. Our net for the ten day event was almost
forty-eight thousand dollars, almost double the
previous year.
Our life was now ordered, but was to have one
additional event added to our calendar. On our way
back from Daytona to Scottsdale for Arizona Bike Week
again, we would pass through Dallas/Ft. Worth. As we
were heading toward the Dallas area on I-20, we were
passed by a large group of fifty to sixty bikers.
About a half-hour later we pulled into a truck stop to
refuel.
The biker gang was also pulled in there for lunch.
They all wore leather jackets with 'Black Shadows'
emblazoned across the back. All of the riders appeared
to be black, too. While I operated the gas pump Sandy
and Lydia wandered over to talk with them and look at
their bikes. I watched from a distance as Sandy and
the apparent leader got into a long conversation that
included some written notes by Lydia and ended with
high-fives. Sandy and Lydia then returned to the truck
and wanted to get back on the road immediately.
West of Ft. Worth, Sandy took an exit that seemed to
lead to nowhere. Lydia started giving direction from
the notes she'd written at the truck stop and a few
miles later we turned onto a gravel road that led to a
farm house about a mile from the road. My steel-trap
mind kept telling me that this was not part of our
original plan. We pulled into a big yard between the
house and a large workshop building. About a half-
dozen Black Shadows bikes were there, all parked in a
neat row.
It was around noon when we all got out of the pickup
and Sandy then informed me of my impending impromptu
performance.
"Sweetie, this is the clubhouse for the Black Shadows
Motorcycle Club. They're a group of professionals,
lots of doctors, dentists, things like that. Many of
them ride Vincent Black Shadow bikes. Back in the 50's
the Black Shadow was the fastest road bike in the
world. These guys aren't hoodlums or outlaws, some are
even policemen. They're just nice guys that enjoy
riding vintage bikes together. They were at Daytona
when we were there but they didn't want to use
our...well, your...services there. But they recognized
us on the road and they'd like to have a private party
now, so I want you to go in there and show them what
you can do. They're going to chip in two hundred
dollars apiece for an all-nighter with you, so hurry
into the trailer and let's get you ready as fast as we
can. Oh, I guess I should tell you that later on,
there will be a very special thing you're going to do
for them, so don't act too surprised."
"Yes Ma'am. Thank you very much."
I was already starting to get an erection as I thought
about all those big black cocks that would be
ravishing me. Sandy had me take off the cock ring with
the anal ball. I usually wore that one on the road. I
quickly showered and douched. Then Sandy and Lydia
spritzed me with perfume and put the silicone cock
ring over my cock and balls. They also put padded
cuffs on my wrists.
They had me dress in just my boots and skirt, put some
makeup on me and led me out of the trailer and over to
the large metal workshop. More bikes were arriving and
the riders were entering the building. The cool March
air felt good on my breasts as they gently bobbed up
and down. My nipples got hard and stood out.
The inside of the building was dark as the few windows
there were painted black. The sunshine outside had
left me blinded when I first walked in. Immediately,
my wrists were grabbed and wrapped behind my back by
two muscular men and the cuffs were latched together
with the attached clips. My eyes slowly adjusted to
the darkness inside and I was able to discern a small
crowd of men, all of whom were black, totally nude and
most sported large erections.
Sandy followed as I was led to the center of the large
building by the two men who'd cuffed me. An adjustable
height, padded fucking bench had been set up there and
I was bent over one end. It was high enough that my
toes just barely touched the ground. My legs were
splayed out and secured to the bench legs with
Velcroed straps. Then my cuffs were unhooked from each
other and re-secured to eyebolts on the front legs.
Dozens of folding chairs were arranged in rows of
semi-circles across one side of the building. Dozens
of mattresses were laid out on the floor across the
other side of the building with my bench between them.
More and more people were entering the building and
proceeding into a room on one end of the building,
only to emerge later totally nude. Only a dozen or so
were women. In short order the crowd numbered what
must have been over a hundred.
A tall, muscled man walked over to my bench with a
cordless microphone, "Good afternoon guys (and
ladies). This weekend's party features a new guest who
will entertain us! You all know the drill, you've
drawn your ball; now serving Number One!" And with
that the first black stud came up behind me and
immediately began to insert his pole into my ass. I
accepted gladly and was not disappointed as his thick
nine inches pummeled me. As the afternoon progressed,
man after man came up and worked me over. Most were
nicely endowed and I was thoroughly enjoying
the pounding. Only occasionally did I get to suck a
dick, however, as the Shadows definitely preferred to
fuck. More people were coming in all the time. Some of
the men formed groups that would take one of the
ladies over to the mattresses and began to gang fuck
them.
As I was getting continuously pounded, I glanced over
once and watched as Lydia joined the orgy. One of the
Shadows laid down on a mattress. Lydia then sat down
and impaled her ass on his dick and reclined to lie
back on his torso. The Shadow on the bottom then
grabbed Lydia's wrists and stretched them out to the
side as two other Shadows grabbed her ankles and
spread them wide. Then, for the next couple of hours
man after man fucked her pussy and filled her with cum
giving her orgasm after orgasm. The man on the bottom
didn't fuck up into Lydia, but just kept her ass
impaled. Lydia was also turning out to be quite a cock
slut.
Even Sandy got caught up in the sights and smells of
lust and began to fuck man after man. Occasionally
Sandy would bring a pussy load of cum over to me. A
box was placed at the front of the bench so she could
stand on it and bring her cunt up to my mouth. I then
did my best to suck her dry. Since Sandy and Lydia
were now getting ridden hard, I did not get my usual
break every three hours. In fact, it seemed like five
or six hours before I got off the bench the first
time. By then I was so full of cum that it had been
pouring out of me and covered my legs and ball sack.
Finally, Sandy, Lydia and I were all taken into the
changing room. Inside, we saw that it spanned the
whole side of the building with a twelve-head, walk-
through shower and dozens of lockers. It was also then
that Sandy informed us that the terms of our visit had
just been unilaterally changed by the Shadows.
"I just asked about the money and they said that
wouldn't be necessary. They liked our performance so
well that they've decided to keep us! From now on, all
three of us'll be their permanent sex slaves!"
"Can't we get out of here somehow?" asked Lydia.
"I don't see how. There are about two hundred of them
and only the three of us." replied Sandy. "I think
we're screwed!"
"What are they gonna do to us?" I asked.
"Just what they've been doing to us since we got here.
Boy, did I ever fuck up! I should have called Bill to
let him know what we were going to do, but I didn't,
and nobody knows we're here!" said Sandy.
"We are totally and royally screwed and will be
forever."
"What about the truck and trailer and the rental
house?" Lydia asked.
"They've got all that covered, too. These guys have
all sorts of businesses. Some have car lots. They can
strip the vehicles and sell then for parts. They have
movers that can get to the house, move everything out
and pay off the rent and give notice. Nobody in Nevada
really knows us. The money is mostly in cash, which
they took. Some of them are police so they can watch
out if anyone ever comes looking, but Bill is the only
person that really knows anything about us. It looks
like we're all going to spend the rest of our lives
being their whores." Sandy said, as the truth of her
words slowly sank in.
Then she turned to face me. "Sweetie, I got you into
this and now I've let you down. I'm sorry, I really
am."
"I don't really care about that. You're still the best
thing that's ever come into my life and I've still got
you to be my mistress, even if it's here. I still love
you and I always will." I replied.
Sandy then stood there for a minute thinking, "Well,
there is one thing I can do. I want you to be the
first one to fuck me in the ass. I know they're going
to be doing it a lot, but at least you can have me
first. At least I can give you that."
"You don't have to do that!" I exclaimed.
"It has to be done and I'd rather have you bust my
cherry than any of them. I know you've wanted to do it
for a long time. I was even planning on you doing it
for your birthday, but plans change. Fuck me in the
ass!" She demanded.
At that point about a half-dozen Shadows came into the
room. "Time to shower and clean up!" one said. "It's
about time for the main show! You there! T-girl, You'd
best get cleaned up for your special performance!"
With no real alternative, we took off our clothes and
went into the shower to wash up. I washed Sandy then
turned her around and had her spread her legs a little
and bend over. Her luscious butt was just stunning. I
wish I could have taken an hour to do this, but the
Shadows were waiting outside, so I put a lot of lube
in my hand and started slowly, but firmly penetrating
Sandy's ass with first one finger, then another and
then a third.
Lydia was holding Sandy to keep her steady and
reminding her to push backward. There was only one
brief moment when Sandy reacted and felt a little
pinch of pain, but quickly applied more pushing to
open her sphincter and was quickly rewarded as all
four of my fingers began to easily slide in and out.
"Ooo! That really does feel good! I should have tried
this years ago. Sweetie, you'd better get this done
before they come get us. Fuck me!"
So I coated my dick with the lube and guided it into
her waiting ass. My cock is average sized, and that
was the best thing for Sandy for her first time. Her
ass was so hot and tight! I quickly started fucking
into her and she started gasping as the new sensations
flooded her ass. In a few moments she had totally
relaxed and started wiggling her butt.
It was pure heaven for me and I sent a gusher of cum
into her, but stayed hard and kept on pounding her.
Then I felt Sandy have a tremendous orgasm. Her ass
squeezed again and again on my cock! After spasms of
pleasure had racked her body for a full thirty
seconds, Sandy slumped to the floor and my cock
slipped out of her.
"Holy shit! I never suspected it could feel that good!
Maybe being a slave won't so bad if I can get more of
that! Why didn't you tell me how good it felt?" she
said.
"I did, but... well, better late than never." I
replied.
About twenty minutes later I was led back out and put
back on the fucking bench. By now all of the Shadows
had suspended their orgy and were now seated.
Ominously, a single Shadow emerged from another room
dressed in nothing more than leather chaps and a
leather harness criss-crossing his chest. He seemed to
be about six foot eight and all muscle. But what
caught my eye was his cock.
The man had the biggest cock I'd ever seen! It was at
least a foot long and appeared to be three inches in
diameter! It was thickest near the head and tapered
down just a little toward the base. I was both
apprehensive and excited about being split in half by
this magnificent cock. The crowd started chanting
"Hoss! Hoss! Hoss!" They obviously knew him!
So this was to be the main event. I was going to get a
log rammed up my ass as far as my stomach! I could
only wait and anticipate as Hoss rubbed a thick layer
of lubricant on his monster dick and positioned
himself behind me. The room grew quiet as every eye
was fixated on the coming rape of my ass. Even I held
my breath as I tried to prepare for the coming
assault.
I'd been loosened up considerably by the pounding of
the previous hours, but that only barely helped when,
without ceremony, Hoss rammed half of his engorged
cock into me. "Aaaaaaw!" I gasped, as the giant log
invaded my colon. Hoss then rocked forward a couple of
times then another big shove and Hoss' cock went in
another three inches. "AAAGGHH!" I screamed again!
Then with one final push Hoss buried the full length
of his massive man-flesh balls-deep into me. I could
only shut my eyes and gasp as the pleasure/pain rolled
over me in waves.
My colon struggled to stretch and hold what seemed to
be a tree trunk. My body tried to eject the pole of
flesh but couldn't because of the taper of his cock.
After what seemed like minutes, my butt relaxed and
adjusted to the massive invasion. Hoss began to rock
forward and back allowing the slight movements to
massage both his cock and my body. I felt like I was
about to give birth!
Faster and faster came the rocking. I was frantically
gasping for breath as wave after wave of pleasure
swept over me. Then, grabbing my shoulders and pulling
himself as tight to me as possible, Hoss released a
flood of cum into my bowels. It felt like my belly was
swelling to contain an ocean of sperm. I froze in time
as I was filled up. At that moment I wished that he'd
gotten me pregnant.
The crowd started cheering again and chanting "Hoss!
Hoss! Hoss!" Then, with not a little effort Hoss began
to pull his still engorged cock slowly out of me. I
didn't want it to leave so I tried to squeeze down and
keep it in. It finally came out leaving me panting and
dripping pre-cum from my now-limp dick. Hoss' cum also
dripped out of my still gaping ass. I was released
from the bench and Sandy and Lydia helped take me back
to the changing room where I collapsed in the shower
from fatigue.
Well, that was probably 8 months ago; it's hard to
tell because we're kept totally inside the clubhouse.
Time has little meaning anymore. We can tell that it's
getting cooler outside, so it must be around November
or December. The Shadows treat us decently enough.
They feed us and let us sleep on a big mat in a back
room and we provide continuous sexual services to
them. We found out that there are over two hundred
full-time members, plus spouses, girlfriends and local
guests. Every weekend there's a two or three day orgy
and there are often special events during the week
like birthdays or hosting visiting bike clubs. And the
clubhouse is open to all the members all the time.
As it turns out, Hoss is not only well-endowed, he
also very horny and now get regularly serviced by both
Sandy and me. Lydia disappeared one day and we later
heard that she'd been sold to a Mexican brothel in
either Nuevo Laredo or Juarez, not sure which. But
Sandy and I are still together. Sandy has taken to
doing double penetrations but is still playfully
jealous that the Shadows still seem to prefer the
shemale in the high-heeled boots.
If it wasn't for Sandy, I wouldn't be here. And I
thank the gods every day that I found her!
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CAUTION: While this story is fictitious, HIV and STDs
are not! There currently are NO instant tests
available for detection for HIV or STDs. Unprotected
sex with strangers is almost guaranteed to result in
infection. The author wants you to just read, not
emulate, this story. The author welcomes any comments
about this story and can be contacted at
hammerhead8950@hotmail.com.
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