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Jamie’s Descent Part 4Chapter 4Fiona stood in front of me and said sharply, ‘Stand, slut!’ It was a tone of voice that made you think arguing about it wasn’t sucha good idea. I got up as quickly as I could, nearly falling over in myhaste to obey. The tip of her pink tongue appeared and slid along herfull lips. She had seemed tall before, but now she towered over me. Isaw that somehow she had put on a pair of spike heels; open toed sandalsreally, with two-inch spikes and thin leather straps that fastenedaround her ankles. Her toes were painted a vivid scarlet and I wonderedwhat my toes would look like painted that colour.’Take off the robe, you little sissy,’ she ordered sharply. I slid the robe from my shoulders and it fell to the floor. I stoodbefore her now just in my panties and the mules I had been wearing. Iwas now so nervous I was shaking. ‘Are you scared, Jamie?’ I nodded and she smiled. ‘That’s good, honey, because fear is good for you. It strips away yourinhibitions. Fear is a d**g, Jamie. It bares the nerves, it lets youfeel as if for the first time, again and again. Embrace your fears,Jamie. Let them take you to worlds of pain and pleasure that you couldnever imagine. Let fear be your guide. Let the fear release you.’ She moved her head to one side, reminding me of the way a cat watches amouse before it decides to go for the kill. She reached out a perfectlymanicured finger and brushed my right nipple. I had become so tense thather first touch just blew me away. Something burst deep within me and anunbelievable sense of release surged through my body; my knees buckled,my eyes closed and I couldn’t stop a moan escaping from my throat. I had been as taut as a bowstring and Fiona’s touch had released me. Thetouch of her fingernails, gently circling my nipple was so overwhelmingthat I felt another slice of whatever self-control I still possessedslip away into the darkness. I could not have cared less; all I wantedwas for Fiona to keep on making me feel this way. I still had my eyes closed and I felt her fingers slide away fromcaressing my nipple and they gently traced their way down to first to mybelly button, and then to the top of my panties. She stopped briefly,making gentle circles on my skin. I could feel my tummy flutter as shedid this and then suddenly she slid her fingers into my panties andright down over my cock. I was instantly hard as she massaged my cock. Ifelt her dig her nails in, and my cock now felt on fire. With my eyes still closed I could feel her lean in towards me, her lipsfirst brushing mine with a gentle kiss, and then suddenly, shockingly,crushing my lips to hers. I shivered as I felt my lips slide across hersand I felt for the first time the sublime and erotic charge of lipstickupon lipstick. Her tongue snaked past my lips and I let her invade me. Inervously began to respond and my tongue fenced with hers. I felt a surge of pleasure at being taken this way and I felt myself golimp and press myself closer to Fiona. I instinctively reached aroundher waist with one arm; my hand in the small of her back, and with theother arm reached up and put my hand on the back of her head. I felt herarms envelop me and she pulled me closer to her, our lips mashingtogether and tongues now wrestling wildly. I could feel her breastsagainst my chest and her nipples were now as hard as pebbles. Shegrowled as we kissed ever more passionately. I could now barely stand asmy legs felt like jelly and Fiona had to hold me up as I gave myself toher.’Ooowww!’ I shrieked as her nails found my nipple and twisted itviciously. ‘Be quiet, slut,’ she rasped. She stepped backwards and I almost fell as she let me go. I rubbed mynipple with my hand and whimpered, ‘Why did you do that?’ ‘Because I wanted to,’ was all she said. ‘From now on, you will addressme as Miss Fiona and you will only speak when you are spoken to, is thatclear?’ My nipple still hurt like hell and I felt tears spring to my eyes, as Istared, open eyed, back at her. ‘Stop pouting like a school girl, you little sissy,’ she said. ‘Do youunderstand what I said?’ Her eyes blazed as she spoke. What choice did I have? I nodded, stillsulking and massaging my tender nipple. ‘Say it, sissy.’ ‘Yes, miss Fiona,’ I said through clenched teeth. ‘Now, that wasn’t so hard, was it?’ She paused and tilted her head inthat feline way of hers. ‘Mmm, maybe the naughty schoolgirl look would work, white blouse, shortpleated skirt, tie, boater. Yes, that would work nicely for tomorrow.”What’s happening tomorrow?’ I asked, quickly adding ‘Miss Fiona’ as Isaw the look on her face. ‘Don’t worry, sissy, we’ll come to that later,’ was all she said. Shemoved behind me and I turned to see where she was going. She slapped mypantied bottom hard with her hand. ‘Did I say you could move?’ ‘No, miss Fiona.’ I whispered. My bottom stung where she had hit me. ‘Good, you’re learning, sissy Jamie,’ she sounded pleased. ‘Another thing, I want you to keep your eyes down when you speak to me.Don’t look me in the face unless I say so, clear?’ She hit me again on the bottom, not quite so hard this time, but itstill stung. Tears of humiliation filled my eyes and I managed tosnivel, ‘Yes, miss Fiona.’ ‘You are so lucky, Jamie. Not many people get to fulfil their wildestfantasies in the way that you will. This is what you have secretlydreamt of, isn’t it? You have longed to be a cocksucking slut, haven’tyou? You knew that deep down inside you were a sissy. You want to takeit like a girl; on your hands and knees, on your back, up against thewall, bent over a chair. You want to be fucked like a girl.’ She spat the last words out and as she did my head was spinning. Betweenthe pain of the slaps, the assault on my nipple and the force of herwords, I had lost all control. I could only think that, yes, this waswhat I wanted. Her words seemed to slice into my heart and soul and Icried out, ‘Yes, yes, I want to be fucked like a girl. I need to befucked.’ Fiona’s hands snaked round from behind me and cupped my nipples. I couldfeel her breasts against my back, but this time she wasn’t wearing hertunic. Her pebble hard nipples were pressed hard and hot against my backand I could feel her rubbing her groin against my bottom. My cock, ironhard now, tented out my panties and. I longed to have a release from thefrustration that had been building in me all day. ‘You want tits, don’t you?’ she whispered in my ear as she massaged mynipples. Her voice was deep and dark and I felt unable to resistwhatever she wanted. ‘Yes,’ I almost shrieked, ‘I want tits. I want them to be sucked andgrabbed and felt up by anyone who wants to.’ ‘But, you want to keep your little cockette don’t you?’ her voice wasnow low and soft, the words cooing into my ear.’You want to keep this little thing don’t you Jamie? Because it’s whatmakes you so special, isn’t it?’ As she said this, her hands dropped to my panties and she slid them downa little to free my aching cock. I looked down to see her dark brownfingers pumping my cock, pendik escort bringing me to the point of release. I fellback into her body, not trusting my legs to keep me upright. The sightof those brown fingers wrapped around my white shaft made me even harderif that were possible. She sensed my approaching climax and slowed down. She cupped my ballsand squeezed, the pain immediately taking me back from the edge. I criedout in frustration, ‘Please, please, please, let me cum, let me cum.’ ‘Oh not yet, my sissy, you get to cum when I decide you’ve earned it andnot a moment before.’ Her hands left my cock and she moved away from me. I nearly stumbled,but she stopped me from falling with one hand on my back. ‘Close your eyes, and enjoy what is going to happen, sissy.’I stood there, limp and almost past caring what was going to happen. Mysenses had been finally overwhelmed and I just wanted her to let me cum.I felt I was in a trance and almost without knowing it, my hand droppedto my cock and started to rub my cock, as hard as ever. ‘Oh, no you don’t,’ she snapped, slapping my bottom again, this timeharder than ever and I yelped in pan and surprise. ‘Do not touch yourself without my permission, do you hear?’ she snarled.’You do not own that cock anymore, it belongs to me right now, and Idecide what to do with it and when. Do you understand?’ I was in tears now, my face red with hurt and humiliation and my bottomsore from her slaps. ‘What more do you want from me?’ I snivelled. ‘Kneel,’ she said in reply. ‘What?’ I said, as I hadn’t heard her properly through my snivelling. ‘I said, kneel, you miserable sissy slut.’ I sank to my knees, grateful to alleviate the strain of standing up. ‘Now turn round and face me, but keep your eyes down until I tell youthat you can look at me.’ I shuffled round 180 degrees with my eyes cast down. ‘Come towards me’ Fiona ordered. I shuffled forwards, eyes down until I saw her feet encased I those fuckme sandals. I guessed she had sat down on the chair I had occupied, butI dare not look up. She crossed her legs and her right foot was now onlya few inches in front of my downcast eyes.’Put your hands behind you and then bathe my feet,’ she said as casuallyas if she were asking for a cup of coffee. I was either stupid or totally confused. ‘Bathe them with what, Miss Fiona?’ ‘With your tongue, of course, you stupid little slut,’ she snarled thisat me. I must have hesitated a fraction too long, because she leant forward andslapped my face, not hard enough to mark, but badly enough to make myhead spin. ‘Do it now!’ I bent forwards and began to lick her foot. I began with the toes,licking and kissing each one in turn. ‘Stop,’ she ordered. Relieved I thought it was over, but she continued,’Now take off the sandal.’ I moved my hands from behind my back, but before I could, she snapped,’Not with your hands, with your teeth.’ ‘But, I can’t, not with my teeth,’ I mumbled, my eyes still firmly castdownwards. ‘You never know what you’re capable of until you try, do you, slut?’ shesaid with a trace of irony in her voice. I leant forwards and saw that the sandal was tied in a knot with softleather thongs just above her ankle. I opened my mouth and grasped oneend of the knot between my teeth and pulled. With some tugging andwriggling I managed to loosen one end of the knot and then took theother end in my teeth. Pulling my head backward I managed to separatethe knot and the ends of the thongs tumbled away. It was easier than it looked and I guessed that it was just an excuse toput me in my place. Fiona kicked the sandal off and offered her foot tomy mouth once more. I was a quick learner and I didn’t want any moreslaps so I went to work on her feet with gusto. I had expected them totaste bad but in fact they tasted only of some kind of sweet scent,shower gel maybe. I sucked and kissed each toe again, then licked and kissed my way up herfoot as far as the ankle. Fiona kept up a constant running commentary,encouraging and insulting me in turn. I could sense that she enjoyed thepower and control she had over me. I lapped rhythmically up and down herfeet, kissing and licking, bathing her feet with my tongue. My back was beginning to ache from the strain of holding my hands behindmy back and my mind started to wonder a little. How had I sunk to this?How had I let myself be dominated so quickly and so completely by thethree women I had met in the past 48 hours? I tried to make sense ofwhat had happened to me; Vanessa tricking me with the Ladyboy website,sucking my first cock, being transformed into a sissy and now on myknees worshipping the feet of a beautiful black girl. The three girlshad played me like a violin. They knew so easily what tunes to choose tobend me to their will, what music would reach out and touch thefantasies that lay buried so deeply within me. How could they have known? Was it so obvious in me? Did those secretdesires really show through to them? Something nagged uneasily at thecorner of my mind. All this must have some purpose; there was too muchplanning involved for it to be coincidental. What was that purpose?Someone was behind this. Who was pulling the strings? It did not seemlikely that it was the girls, and most importantly of all, what wouldhappen to me next? Fiona must have noticed that my attention waswondering as a sharp slap of her hand on my head brought me back to whatI was doing. ‘Enough,’ she said and crossed her legs to offer me the other sandal. As she crossed her legs I sneaked a fast look up and Fiona was sittingnaked in the chair and as she moved her legs I saw a flash of hervagina, pink and glistening with her juices in the light. I quicklylowered my eyes again and concentrated on working on her left foot. NowI know what was expected of me, it did not take so long, but my back wasso sore from bending forwards with my hands behind my back. ‘Good, that’s very good my little pretty princess,’ Fiona cooed gentlyas I finished licking her foot. ‘Now, because you’ve been so good, I will let you look up. Look at me,Jamie.’ I looked up obediently, and saw Fiona sitting back in the chair, herlegs apart and her sex fully exposed to me. I stared open mouthed at thesight. ‘Well, what are you waiting for girl?’ she said, smiling wickedly at myexpression, ‘get over here. I need your tongue right now.’ I managed to close my mouth and I inched forwards on my knees. I bentforward and I gazed at her shaven pussy. I had never seen one so closeup before and I stared at the glistening folds of skin in front of me.Her lack of pubic hair was somehow arousing and my cock hardened againfor what felt like the millionth time that day. Fiona reached forwardand put her hands behind my head. She looked down at me and locked hereyes with mine. ‘Come to mama, little sissy.’ Her voice sounded husky and thick withdesire. ‘Come and use that sweet little pink, sissy white boy tongue onmy black pussy. Come and show me if you deserve to be rewarded, mylittle slut. If you make me happy with your tongue, escort pendik I might just let youcum.’ Oh, I so desperately needed to be allowed to cum. I knew I would doanything to get rid of my unbearable frustration. Fiona’s handsincreased their pressure on the back of my head as she pulled me downtowards her waiting sex. I broke away from her lust filled eyes andlooked down to see that she was obviously heavily aroused. Her pussy was visibly wet and she was pushing her hips towards my face.I closed my eyes as I caught her musky smell and as she increased thepressure on my head, I fell forwards so that my lips suddenly touchedher pussy. I instinctively tried to pull back but she easily pushed meback into her. ‘You must do what I want, you fucking little sissy, or I won’t let youcum for a year!’ she snapped at me. I swallowed, my mouth and tongue were so dry from washing her feet, andI tentatively pushed my tongue through my lips and onto her pussy. Shewas so wet that my tongue slid easily over her outer lips and I heardFiona gasp and she pulled me roughly onto her. Her hips were bucking,grinding herself against my face. I felt her wetness on my face as shepushed against me. ‘Lick me good, you fucking little fag whore, you cocksucking sissy boyslut. Make me cum, you little trashy white queen. Show me you’re goodfor something, you miserable worthless bitch. Make mama cum and I’ll letyou cum, you faggot, you little fairy, you arse licking miserablepussyboy.’ She was screaming by now and her stream of abuse made me more arousedthan ever. I began to slide my tongue up and down, she squeezed her legstight around the side of my head and locking me in place with her handsat the back. I felt I was suffocating and struggled to get my head away,but she was too strong and tightened her grip. I began to panic and feltmyself start to black out when the pressure suddenly eased and Fionarelaxed her grip on my head a little. I spluttered and gulped in air. ‘Get on with it, or I’ll do that again,’ she growled and quicklysqueezed my head and then relaxed again. My head stopped spinning and I realised that I could only escape by dongwhat she demanded. I worked my tongue inside her and felt her react. Imoved my tongue around and found her clit; she was already hard and Isucked on it. Christ, she almost jumped out of the chair, her backarched and she screamed. ‘Fuuuuuuuccccckkkkkk!’ I sucked some more and then flicked it with my tongue. She yelped againand bucked her hips so much I had to let go and she slammed me back intoher pussy. ‘Rub my tits,’ she ordered and I moved my hands from behind my back,where I had managed, incredibly to keep them, and reached up to herbreasts. They weren’t large but her nipples were huge and they werestanding out hard. I rolled the nipples between my fingers and Fionaagain jumped around. ‘Fuuuccckkk, keep going you slut, make me cum hard, bitch.’ I stuck my tongue back into her pussy and flicked and sucked on her clitagain. She was moaning and screaming again, pushing harder and harderagainst my face. I could feel her tense and then she arched her back forthe last time, screamed one more obscenity and slumped back into thechair. Her knees and hands released my head and as the pressuredisappeared I felt a roaring noise in my head and I felt I was fallinginto a long dark well and then I felt no more. It couldn’t have been very long before I came round, tongue sticking tothe roof of my mouth, lying sideways on the floor, my face against thewooden floor. I raised my head and tried to move my hands. It was onlythen that I realise they were bound behind me. It didn’t feel like ropeand not a pair of handcuffs. I think it must have been a pair of thoseplastic ties they use these days to secure criminals.I tried to wriggle my hands free and all I succeeded in doing was tomake the thing cut into my wrists. I tried to sit up but with my handsbound this way, there was no way I could manage it. ‘Oh, you’re awake at last.’ Fiona’s voice came from somewhere behind me. I managed to move my headenough to look in the direction of her voice. She moved across to me andknelt down so that she could look into my eyes. She was still naked andher skin glistened like oiled ebony. ‘Slut, look at me,’ she said. ‘I will keep my word. I will give you thechance to cum. But, there is one condition.’ Her face was now very closeto mine and she brushed my hair away from my face, almost tenderly. ‘Do you want to know what the condition is, Jamie slut? I was so desperate to get some kind of satisfaction so I nodded. Shelooked straight into my eyes as she spoke, ‘I will let you cum if youcan do it without touching your cock. Do you understand?’ I stared at her, ‘How can I come without touching my cock?’ She smiled as she brought something from behind her back into my line ofsight. I gasped out loud as I realised that what she held in her handswas a black strap on dildo. My eyes widened as I realised what sheintended to do. This was how she was going to get me to cum. I stared ather, ‘No, no. Please, no.’ Fiona smiled wickedly, ‘Oh yes, you little sissy. You know this is whatyou really want. You said it yourself ‘I want to be fucked like agirl’,’ she imitated my voice and I shivered as I remembered what I’dsaid.’That’s what you begged for, you slut, and that’s what you’re going toget.’ Fiona disappeared from my sight and she pulled me roughly to my feet. Iwas unsteady on my feet and I had to lean against her. She pushed meacross the room to a table and had me stand facing the table. ‘Bend over.’ ‘What,’ I whimpered, trying to look back at her over my shoulder. I was becoming really scared now and started to shake. ‘Bend over slut, I said,’ and she smacked me again on the bottom,pushing me forwards so that my chest was flat against the tabletop. Withmy hands bound I could not stop her and lying across the table likethis, I could not move. ‘Miss Fiona. Please don’t do this,’ I begged her, my voice squeakingwith fear. ‘But you said this is what you wanted, didn’t you?’ she hissed in myear. I could feel her very close behind me as she whispered, ‘You shouldalways be careful what you ask for, because you might just get it.’ She laughed as she said this. She moved round the table to stand infront of me and I felt sick as I saw that she was now wearing the strapon. It jutted out six or seven inches from her groin and she posed infront of me, as if modelling the phallus for me. ‘Don’t you like it then, slut?’ she pouted as if disappointed in myreaction. ‘You liked it so much two days ago Vanessa thought you would swallowit.’ My heart sank as I realised this was the same strap on that Vanessa hadused in her office two days before; the one that I had swallowed deepinto my throat after she had caught me looking at that ladyboy website. ‘Maybe you want to kiss it again?’ She pushed it up against my lips and I tried to move my head away. Shepersisted and began to push it harder between my lips. I had to give inand I let it slide into my mouth. pendik escort bayan ‘Suck it good, slut. You want it to slide in easily into your virginpussy don’t you?’ she asked almost innocently. I stared at her and tried to say something but with the rubber penis inmy mouth I just made meaningless noises. She slid it out of my mouth andI said, ‘Miss Fiona, please don’t do this.’ She scowled, ‘I don’t think you’re being anywhere near grateful enough.I can’t stand all this whining, either.’ She stood behind me and grabbed my hair; pulling my head up I opened mymouth to ask her to stop and she pushed something into my mouth. It wasa hard rubber ball that she secured around the back of my head with anelastic cord. I stared to gag and she said, ‘Breathe through your nose.’My jaws started to ache almost immediately with the ball gag in my mouthand I slumped forward, defeated, onto the table. I felt Fiona’s hands onthe back of my panties, sliding her hands over my bottom. She began torhythmically knead my cheeks with her hands. This had the effect ofpushing my cock against the table and unbelievably I found myselfgetting hard again. Fiona began to ease down the panties, pausing to slide her finger up anddown my crack. I tried to push away from her finger, which of coursepushed my cock more firmly against the table. Back and front I was beingassaulted. She moved my legs apart with her knee, opening me up evenmore at the back. Her finger started rubbing against my hole and shebegan to slide her finger inside, gradually increasing the pressure sothat her finger began to slide deeper and deeper inside me. I began towriggle with the feeling of her finger inside me and that only made itworse. ‘We have to open up that tight little virgin boy pussy don’t we,’ shesaid, ‘we don’t want any accidents when you get this big cock inside dowe?’ I could no longer think straight. Fiona’s finger was now fully insideand it seemed she was filling my insides. Between her finger at the backand the table at the front I was being torn apart with sensation. I waslosing control completely and my cock was now as hard as it had been allday. I realised that she had now slid two fingers inside me and I nowbegan to feel less uncomfortable as I became used to having her fingersthere. I had stopped moving away from her and almost against my will Ifelt myself moving backwards against her hand. ‘Oh, so we do like this then,’ she purred as she felt me wigglingbackwards. ‘I knew you would, you little pussyboy.’ I could not stop myself from pushing back to get as much of fingersinside as possible. Fiona started to push harder and I felt her fingersmove in and out of me. She was finger fucking me and I loved it!Suddenly, she pulled her fingers out and I felt so empty as her fingersleft a vacuum in my ass. ‘There, that’s opened you up nicely,’ she said. I felt something coldbeing applied to my hole and I realised that this was some kind oflubricant. ‘Don’t worry, baby. Here comes your new lover.’As she said this I felt something much harder and larger than herfingers at my passage. ‘Relax, relax, relax, my little sissy,’ she cooed as she began to pushharder against my hole. ‘Relax, try to pretend you’re having a shit and push downwards,’ shesaid as the tip of the dildo began to move inside my ass. She rocked backwards and forwards, gently at first and then withincreasing pressure as the phallus began to move past my ring and deeperinto me. This started to hurt and I close as my eyes as tears of painwelled up into them. ‘Urnghh, mmggrgh,’ was all I could manage to say through the ball gag. ‘Easy tiger,’ said Fiona. Fiona eased back and then moved forwards again, the dildo again pushingpast my ring. This time it wasn’t so bad but I still bit down againstthe gag as she continued to push it deeper inside me. Suddenly, it wasinside me and the pain began to ease a little. Fiona paused again and Ifelt her bend down to give me a kiss on the back of my neck.’That’s so good, little sissy. You’ve been very brave. Now, you get yourreward, you get to cum.’With that she started to rock forwards and back so that the rubber cockstarted to move within me. I squealed again through the gag and Fionarubbed her hands across my back in a soothing way. ‘Sssh, sssh,’ she cooed as you might to a baby. She continued to rock in and out and slowly the pain ebbed away as I gotused to this thing inside me. How long Fiona did this for I don’t knowand just when I began to feel the pleasure I can’t say. But somehow andsometime I began to feel that this wasn’t so bad and then I started tofeel aroused by what she was doing. I realised that the cock wasmassaging my prostate and that if I pushed backwards I realised I couldmake this feeling even better. I started to move back as Fiona thrustforwards and the feeling of pleasure began to grow. ‘Good girl, I knew you would love this,’ said Fiona her hands stillmassaging my back. ‘You were made for this, little sissy. This is whatyou want, isn’t it? But you want a real man’s cock next time don’t you?You want to bend over in front of some stud with a prick that’s as hardas a steel pipe. You want to beg him to fuck you, you beg him to letyour ride his monster cock. You want him to drive his throbbing dickinto you, so hard that at first you beg him to stop and then you beg himnever to stop. You want him to fuck you forever.’ All through this Fiona increased her pace and she was by now fucking mehard and fast. All I could feel were the waves and pan and pleasure thatwere washing over me. I was being overwhelmed with sensation and I couldfeel that wonderful warm feeling that builds in your groin, as you knowthat you are going to cum. I could feel my orgasm grow deep within meand suddenly I felt myself tense and then my cock exploded. I could feelmyself cum and cum. I had never had such an orgasm in my life. It seemedto go on and on without end. Fiona was now pumping furiously and shecried in triumph as she saw me cum. ‘Yes, yes, yes. You’re a real sissy now. You’re a real pussyboy.’ She stopped fucking me and pulled out of me. She reached round andpulled off the ball gag. I slumped forwards onto the table, physicallyand emotionally ravaged by what I had just gone through. Fiona grabbedme by the hair and pulled my head up. I looked through only half openeyes and saw a small red light high up on the wall. ‘Smile,’ said Fiona brightly, ‘you’re on candid camera.’Vanessa and Lisa watched the video feed as I looked straight at thecamera. They saw my wild, make up smeared face, slack with exhaustionand spent lust. They saw me try to say something and then Lisa clickedoff the feed. They had worried if Fiona had gone too far when Jamieblacked out but in the end it had worked out really well. It had turnedinto one of their best ever set ups. The film of the whole session,captured on the three secret cameras in the room, would be edited and onthe website later that night. The two women knew that this one would geta huge number of downloads. ‘This always makes me so horny,’ said Vanessa, her voice low and darkwith anticipation. ‘Me too,’ replied Lisa, her hands reaching out to unbutton the othergirl’s blouse as Vanessa leaned across to part Lisa’s lips with hertongue.

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