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Part 7…

The following two weeks I got nothing. No orgasms. No cage release. And no teasing. Based on toiletries in the bathroom from cleaning up after everyone, I knew that Andrea was having her period. Maybe that was why? I got nothing and had been growing irritable and frustrated. Strangely, though, I didn’t think much of leaving. It’s hard to explain but everything started to become normalized. Andrea and Ron did not let up on my tasks. They flirted right in front of me but nothing else. On Saturday, though, I finally got a release…but not without a cost.

It actually started Friday night. I was still sleeping with Andrea at that point – in her bed – and she liked to cuddle. We watched movies together and sometimes had drinks and even played board games. On Friday we had watched a movie and eventually had fallen asleep.

Around 1am I saw car lights flashing from a car driving in. It was Ron. He had been playing cards with his buddies. Andreas door opened and I could tell he was pretty drunk from the sounds of his walking. He came into our room and I sat up.

“Get out of the bed,” he said to me. He flipped on the small lamp light on the nightstand. Andrea woke up.

“Ron! Back already? Are you drunk?”

“Fuck yes I’m drunk. Spread your legs.” Andrea complied. She had on a night gown and slide her panties down. she spread her legs.

Ron stood straight up and looked at me. “Take my pants off and hold them.”

“Ok Master Ron.” I did as I was told. It was always getting them off but eventually I did. I held them and he stared at me.

“Now my underwear. And hold them until I’m done.” I pulled off his underwear, which were tight white boxers.

As soon as everything was off he told me to just stand there. He dove between Andrea’s legs and shoved his fat cock right into her, grunting as she moaned.

It didn’t take long before he came inside of her and let out a load grunt. He stumbled off the bed.

“Go get a wet wash cloth and clean this.” He pointed to his huge cock, still hard. I did was told just like last time and I remembered to wipe down his balls too.

He then told me to sleep on the floor as he crawled into bed and passed out. Andrea looked at me and pulled her underwear back on and then fell back to sleep.

I didn’t sleep much but when morning came Ron was already up and working, and Andrea was hovering over me.

“Time to get up sweetie. Lots to do today!” She gave me a list of chores. “I want all of that done by the time I’m back. Follow me.”

I got up and followed her into the bathroom. “I’m gonna take a shower.” She then pulled off her underwear and shoved them in my face against my nose. “Smell these. Does that make you horny?” It made me so horny I could barely stand it. They smelled like her but were a bit dry and crusty from Ron’s dried up cum leaking out of her pussy.

Then she took them away. “That’s just a little treat. I’ll let you cum tonight. After my shower I’m going shopping. I want your credit card. Leave it on my nightstand.” Then she got into the shower. I eagerly put it in her desk. All I could think about was cumming.

That day I did everything and asked. It was a lot, especially because I was doing things at Ron’s house too. All day I was uncomfortable because I was so incredibly horny and my dick ached as it was squished against my small cage. My last task was laundry, and it was always the hardest because I would inevitably smell her dirty panties and socks and wanted to cum so badly. I would secretly try to jerk myself through my cage but it never worked, at least not enough for an orgasm.

She walked in with several bags of new things she had bought. She went through my task list to make sure I completed everything, then told me to get into the shower.

“Ron’s away tonight so we get to play!”

I took a shower and when I turned off the water I realized she was in the bathroom with me.

“Sweetie. It’s time for a few changes.” I stepped and started to dry off when I noticed she was standing there with a razor. “Step back in please. We want you shaved from now on. Completely. I’ll help you this first time but then it’ll be one of your tasks every week to stay smooth. And I mean everything. Understand?”

“Yes, but why? I don’t understand why it matters.”

“Not very smart are you? Ron doesn’t like hair at all on girls. I wasn’t shaving for awhile because we were sort of separated. I’d rather be unshaven all over but that isn’t what he wants. And we don’t disobey Ron do we, sweetie?”

“No. But I’m not a girl.” She could tell I didn’t like being called a girl. I mean, what the fuck?

“No, but you ARE his bitch.” Then she grabbed my caged cock and started to gently yank it. “And you are kind of a femboy, aren’t you? ARENT YOU??”

Her hand felt so good on my cock. I couldn’t help myself. I said “yes! Yes I am.”

She then reached around and grabbed a key and unlocked me. I was hoping she’d start to stroke me but she didn’t. Instead, she shaved me. Completely. She took her time around my genitals and also shaved my ass. I took another shower and when I stepped out I felt very strange. It felt…sexy. I felt more submissive…more vulnerable somehow. My dick was very hard and

Andrea stood in front of me. I noticed something in her hands. “Fuck, you look gorgeous! Turn around. Look at the cute little ass! Here, put these on.” She handed me small blue panties.

“What??” I said.

“Don’t even fuckin’ start with me. You want to cum right? This is what Ron wants. And it’s what I want. And I really want it!” She took two fingers and stroked my dick. I moaned.

“Ok. Fine”. I grabbed them and put them on. I remember thinning to myself that I’d do it until I got my release that night and then I was gonna leave. I was done being a slave. But for the moment I was so desperate to cum. I can’t explain it, but I would have done anything.

“Yaaas! That’s what I like. Baby, you look SO good!!!” I have to admit, the soft panties around my smooth legs felt sexy. It was almost like I had a body I’d want to fuck and that’s what turned me on (as opposed to being turned on by feeling like a girl)…I don’t know, it’s hard to explain.

“Let’s go into our room.” I followed her in. She was wearing a summer dress and flats. She told me to sit at the end of the bed as she sat at the top of the bed. She placed her feet, still in her flats, in my lap.

“You can start stroking yourself now. Slowly. And take off my flats.”

I took them off as I stroked myself with my other hand. It felt so good to actually touch myself. I felt like I was going to cum any second.

“Ok my good boy. Now put my feet up to your face. You want to smell them don’t you? I’ve been shopping in them all day. They’re dirty and sweaty. I want you to be a good bitch and clean them with your tongue. ”

I quickly shoved them to my face. The smell was very pungent. I don’t care. In fact, I loved it. Her foot sweat was rubbing all over my face and made it wet. She talked to me as I kept switching between inhaling her hot feet smell and licking the dirt and sweat.

“Mmmm good boy. Keep cleaning them. I bet you want to cum soooo badly don’t you?”

I moaned.

“You’re being such good little foot bitch. And actually you’ve been a pretty damn good little house bitch too. That’s why I’m letting you cum tonight. I bet those little blue panties feel good riding up your ass, don’t they?”

I moaned again. They did. They felt so good. But I wasn’t quite ready to openly admit it. I was so close to cumming.

“You’ve been SO good. Ron and I are proud of you. You were very good about giving me your credit card today too. Want to know how I much I spent?”

I stopped licking for a moment and nodded at her.

“Hmmm let me think. Probably about $1500.00. But that’s what good rich femboy slaves do when they’re desperate to cum, don’t they?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“Good. I’m gonna keep this card in my purse. Understand?”

I nodded again.

“Good. No fuckin’ cum and suck on this toe.” She then aggressively shoved her big toe into my mouth. I rolled my tongue all around it. “I said SUCK not clean!” I began to suck on it. I could taste the dirt and sweat going into my throat.

I was so close. Precum was so plentiful it felt like I had poured a bottle of lube all over my dick.

“Come on little one. You can do it. Stroke that little clit if yours. Close your eyes and suck. Imagine it’s a cock and you’re sucking it for me.”

Suddenly my eyes opened and I stopped. As soon as I did that she took her other foot and hit me across the face with it. It hurt but more just stunned me. “I said SUCK! And yes, you will imagine it’s a cock!!”

My cheek bone really hurt but I did as she said. I imagined it was a cock. I sucked as hard as I could.

“Gooooood boy! You’re such a submissive bitch aren’t you? I knew it. You can’t disobey us. We fucking own you. And you love it.” And then she shoved her toe even deeper into my mouths. I gagged but just at that same time I exploded with cum. It shot up every where, but mostly on me.

“Oh good boy! Look at those squirts!”

I was out of breath and feeling dizzy. It may have been from her kick, but mostly I think it was from cumming so hard. So much built up in the previous few weeks.

She had me crawl up to her and we cuddled. She rubbed my back and we both fell asleep for what became a 2 hour nap.

We both woke up to Ron’s voice. He was standing over us. I could immediately tell he was drunk.

“Well, look at this. My two bitches ready to serve me.” He looked at us with a wide grin. I felt my dick get hard.

*****

Part 8…

I laid there in bed not sure what to do. He was drunk but Andrea and I were only half awake. What was clear was that he wanted to get off.

“Look at you!” And he laughed. He pointed at me. He ripped our blanket off. I was not in my chastity cage but I was fully shaved and had my blue panties on. I was also hard.

“Fucking rich femboy.” He turned the light on. “Ya know, Andrea told me this would fuckin’ work and I didn’t believe her. I didn’t believe that an actual guy out there with your kind of money really fuckin was actually a fuckin bitch.”

He was drunk and slurring his words. He was sweaty and still had his work clothes on. A white wife beater shirt and jeans. His muscles were huge. He kept staring at me.

“I mean…you really are a fuckin’ bitch slave aren’t you? I thought for sure you’d have run out by now. You fuckin like this shit don’t you?”

He turned and looked at Andrea.

“You were right. Fuckin’ rich femboy. Little fuckin’ dick. I really didn’t think these people existed.”

Andrea sat up and walked to Ron and started to rub his muscular chest.

“Ron, you look so hot when you’re dirty. Did you come in to fuck me? Or did you want him to do something for you?” Then she looked over at me.

“I don’t know. I came in to fuck you, but you’ve really made him look like a nice clean bitch. Look at him. All shaved and shit. Fuckin femboy bitch.”

He moved to my side of the bed and suddenly pushed me hard so that I rolled over onto my stomach. My instinct was to resist but I didn’t dare, because he was drunk and 5 times bigger than me. I was definitely scared, but also intrigued.

“Look at that little white, femboy ass. Now you got him in a fuckin thong, huh?”

Andrea looked at him proudly. “Yes! I did it just today. We shaved and everything. Just tryin’ to show him his place…like you said.”

Her voice quivered a bit. She was obviously afraid of him too, but obviously wanted to please him. And the she added: “and he gave me his card. Just like you wanted.”

He smiled and looked down at me. “Good. You do what she says.”

He then stripped off all his clothes as we laid there in bed. His dick was semi hard and enormous.

“Hey bitch,” he said, while looking at me. “Get behind me.” He then grabbed Andrea’s legs and spread them. He got up on the bed and started to stroke his cock. It was still half hard.

I got off the bed and stood behind him like he asked. Andrea was on her back with her legs spread. He entered her and she moaned. It took him about a minute to get in, partly because he was still getting hard and partly because his cock was so big. Guys with smaller or thin dicks don’t realize that women can’t just let bigger guys enter – they need to be warmed up.

As he began to enter her he said, “hey bitch, I want you to massage my ass. Don’t stop unless I tell you.”

As he was entering her I took my hands behind him and placed them on his big ass. It was big but all muscle. I couldn’t believe how muscular it was. I began pushing my fingers in and out in a circular motion. I really didn’t know how to give a massage but it seemed to work. He started to pump faster and he started grunting. I kept moving my fingers all around his ass cheeks. Meanwhile my dick was super hard and was almost squirting out precum. Andrea started moaning.

His thrusts started getting faster and more powerful. He did this for at least 5 minutes which was longer than usual. As big and as strong as he was, he typically didn’t last this long. Suddenly he stopped but didn’t pull out of Andrea. Instead, he turned to me and said, “bring your face over here.” And he waved his hand. So I brought my face to his hand. He then grabbed my chin and swung it over behind him to his ass–right in the center.

At the time I was confused, but in retrospect I guess it was obvious what he wanted.

“Use your fucking tongue.”

I wasn’t sure. Lick his ass? Or his asshole? I felt like if I did the wrong thing he would really beat me ass. He definitely wasn’t gay or bi, so I felt like anything I might do could really anger him. So I did nothing as he started to pump into Andrea. After a few minutes he stopped and turned around, pulling out of Andrea and making her moan. Again he grabbed my face, but this time really hard and it hurt. Then he leaned into me and whispered so low I could barely hear him.

“Goddamn it. Listen, you fuckin bitch. Stick your tongue out. Show me.”

I stuck my tongue out. I was scared but for some odd reason I was rock hard.

“Good. Now take that gay ass tongue and put it on my asshole while I fuck this bitch. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?? And I don’t give a fuck if you cum or not. Do what you need to do. Otherwise get the fuck out of here.”

He turned right after that and shoved his thick cock forcefully inside of her. She nearly screamed and he began slowly thrusting into her.

I didn’t hesitate. My mind did, but my urge to please him – whether out of fear or horniness I don’t knew – took over. I grabbed his ass and shoved my tongue into his cheeks. As he thrusted into her my face jerked back and forth but my tongue managed to find his hole. At the same time I could feel the hole he moaned very loudly, as if to indicate that I had done my job well.

It did not taste or smell good at all, but I stroked my dick and moved my tongue around as forcefully and as fast as I could. He started thrusting faster and faster and before I could cum he let out a huge grunt and backed his ass up hard against my face. He was cumming…and Andrea and I both moaned at this same time, almost as if we were showing satisfaction that HE was cumming.

It was a weird moment. Neither Andrea nor I had actually had an orgasm, but in that moment we expressed vocally our pleasure of having him cum. This was the first time I realized the pleasure of truly contributing to someone else’s satisfaction.

He pushed my head away and stood up. His cock was now semi hard and dripping with cum.

“Ah fuck. You both did a good job. Fuckin bitches.” He looked at me. “Clean this shit.”

I grabbed a wash cloth and wetted it and then wiped him, including his balls. He was half standing but drunk and about to pass out. As I put the washcloth into the bedroom hamper he basically fell into Andrea’s bed and passed out. I stood there naked and unsure of what to do. My dick was ultra hard and it seemed as though he had given me permission to cum but now that he was done I wasn’t sure what to do. Andrea saw looked at me and slowly got up from the bed – slowly so not to wake up Ron, who was already snoring.

“Hey,” she whispered. “Let’s go into the living room.”

I followed her out of the room and we both sat on the couch. She looked at me as if I were a sad, pathetic pet.

“Sweetie. You did a good job. Did you…lick him? I mean…his ass? I couldn’t really see.”

I sat there naked and embarrassed. But also hopeful that maybe she’d let me cum.

“Yes,” I said. “Ya he sort of…made me.”

“Oh.” And then she giggled. “I couldn’t see.” She was still whispering.

My hand went near my dick which was still extremely hard. She looked down at my hand.

“Oh you didn’t cum, did you? Sorry. I guess he came fast tonight. Do you what to cum now? You need to be quiet though.”

“Ya I’d love to. Uhh…should I just do it? Like, with my hand?”

“Well ya! I’m not fuckin doing it for you.”

I started stroking as she stared at me.

“So, ” she said, “did you… stick your tongue on his ass?? Like his asshole??”

I started stroking faster, half staring at her breasts which were now nearly exposed from Ron ripping off her clothes. “Yes. I licked it.”

“Oh my god! That’s so gross!!! But…kind of hot. I mean…seriously, I’m proud of you. I’m not kidding. That shows you’re serious. Like you really are here to… I don’t know… like, serve us.”

“Ya, I mean…I thought that’s what you wanted?”

“It is! I just thought that when Ron really got involved you’d leave. Or try to.”

I wanted to ask questions but I was so focused on cumming. My breathing was getting harder and she could tell.

“Honestly,” she said, “I just didn’t realize until now how much of a bitch you really are…and I fuckin love it!” When she said it, she clapped her hands. She was genuinely excited. “Here, little one, let me help you.”

She pushed me down and straddled my face. Ron’s cum dripped down onto my face and partly into my lips and mouth and in moments I exploded with cum.

“Oh my god! That was fast” she said. She sat back down on the other side of the couch.

I sat back and tried to catch my breath. I was going through so many emotions. I think she could sense it because she reached over and gave me a warm hug. Then she whispered in my ear.

“I’m really proud of you. Ron and I didn’t think you were gonna last this long. You’re doing so fuckin great. I promise we’ll take care of you. You need this…and we need you. Ron will never let anything happen to you. Or me. But he’s our master now. Ok?”

And then she gave me a kiss on the cheek and quietly we walked back to our room where she crawled back into bed and I slept on the floor.

She hadn’t made me put my cage back on, so Around 3am I woke up and masturbated. I did it as quietly as I could. I stared up and looked at Andreas feet. I was on the floor and her feet were handing off the bed. They were a little dirty and had a few callouses. I quietly sat up and put my nose as close as I could to them. I knew if either of them woke up I’d be in big trouble. I wanted to taste her feet so badly but I just inhaled her musty smell. It was a combination of dirt and sweat and that foot smell you only get from wearing flats all day. They smelled so good and I jerked my dick hard and fast. I felt my cum building up and I was just about to explode when I suddenly heard:

“WHAT THE FUCK???” It was Andrea. I couldn’t believe she’d betray me like that. It was then that I realized I was not on equal footing with her. Ron was our master but clearly I was far, far below in the order of things. Ron quickly sat up.

“What? WHAT? what’s wrong??”

“This fuckin’ bitch is jerking his tiny dick smelling my feet! I did NOT give him permission Ron, I swear!”

Ron got up quickly. He was still naked and his cock swung around like an elephant trunk. He walked around the bed and picked me up easily. I was very scared. I looked over at Andrea for help.

“Don’t look at me for help you slut. You can’t control yourself for one minute! You have fuckin problems!”

Ron threw me on the bed on my stomach wigh my legs hanging down. My face was close to Andrea.

“Ron is gonna show you now. You NEVER fuckin cum unless we say it’s ok. You dumb cunt bitch. This is your fault.”

Rons hand suddenly came down like a ton of bricks. He slapped my ass so hard I screamed out.

“Ahhh! Owwww!”

He kept slapping. “Hurts, don’t it? You fuckin pervert! Smelling my girls feet without permission?? Who runs this show?? WHO??”

He slapped my again hard on the ass.

“You!! Master Ron!” I screamed. My ass was hurting so bad I thought I was gonna cry. Andra caught my eye and saw I was tearing up.

“Ron, please. That’s enough. The little femboy is gonna cry.” And then she started laughing, but Ron did stop.

“Sit up and turn around. You want to cum, you perv?”

I just looked at him in a daze.

“DO YOU WANT TO CUM???”

“Yes! Yes Master” I said.

“Then grab your pathetic little dick and start jerking it.”

I started to do what he said. It was limp but Andrea came behind me and started rubbing the inside of my thighs.

She said, “get on all fours, facing Ron.” Ron was still standing there watching me. I did as she said. I was on all fours facing Ron, still mostly limp. I couldn’t get hard because I was still shaken, but suddenly I felt Andrea’s finger touching and pushing into my asshole. I started to moan. And I started to get more hard.

“There you go, perv. You just needed something in you boy pussy didn’t you?” She said. I was fully hard and as her finger began entering me my breathing intensified. I started jerking faster.

“Fuck ya he did. Now look up and open your goddamn mouth.” I did as he said and before I had a chance to think, Ron’s balls were suddenly on my mouth. I instinctively started to lick them. They were hairy and huge. It probably would have grossed me out but the sensation of Andrea’s finger going in and out of my ass overwhelmed me with horniness and pleasure.

He suddenly pulled his balls away and took his huge cock, which was now semi hard and began slapping me in the face with it. Slowly at first and then hard.

“You like that, don’t you pervert? Fuckin gay little slut. I bet you’d love to suck on my cock wouldn’t you? No way bitch. You need to earn that shit. You’re a fucking perv. I’ll prove it.”

He stopped slapping me with his dick and bent down and grabbed Andrea’s flats. These were the same dirty, stinky flats she had worn all day shopping- the same ones I had taken off of her less than 12 hours ago. He shoved them to my face.

“Now cum!” When he said that, Andrea started to finger me harder and within 20 seconds I came. My cum went every where. Andrea pulled out her finger and slapped my ass.

“AAHHH!” I screamed. It was so sore from Ron.

“That’s what you get for being a pervert. Next time control yourself.”

Andrea got up on the bed and spread her legs. Ron got up and was about to enter her when he looked at me.

“Get behind her and hold her legs up. Spread ’em.”

I did. And then he fucked her brains out. i watched as he thrusted into her over and over again. After he came they collapsed and fell asleep. I slept on the floor.

 

The End?

 

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