Carla seemed completely at ease, whereas my anxiety was beginning to overwhelm me. She recognized it and touched my arm. It felt so soft and soothing.
"Listen girl, I know this is happening at warp speed right now and you're scared out of your out of your mind. You have to have a ton of questions."
Carla reassured me.
"That's what I'm here for, to help your transformation in every faucet. But you must face it, this is a done deal. And I will do everything I can to make it easier for you. And I'll be there for Sherry too. Now, let's get those clothes off and start getting rid of that nasty man hair."
As I began stripping, I started to ask questions. From the first word out of Carla's mouth, it had been obvious that she wasn't born a girl. So I inquired about her high pitched, effeminate, yet definitely male voice. And sheepishly ask if her dick was small also. Her cheeks flushed and I hurriedly apologized, but Carla cut me off.
"No, no. It's perfectly fine." She said. "I just get arroused from humiliation and that's part of being a sissy girl".
"Now to answer your questions, let me explain a couple of things" she said as she began rub cream all over my chest and under my arms.
"The masters are hell-bent on destroying white men. Not eliminate them, because they enjoy humiliating them, dominating them. Thoroughly degrading them. Physically, mentally and their favorite, sexually."
"You are lucky" Carla continued as she began rubbing the cream on my legs, "since you are already broken down, and you have already accepted your fate, they shouldn't need to beat you down physically or mentally. As long as you don't give them a reason to."
"Your sex training will be brutal though. It always is." She went on, "and Robert is the master that is over the girls. He is often violent and when punishing one of the bitches, he can be viscous and extremely sadistic."
"He just got paroled, but is required to have a legitimate job. So he's only there on nights and weekends."
Carla grabbed some clippers and started sheering my beard away. The phone began to ring and Carla told me finish trimming and jump in the shower. We would use the razor to finish and left to get the phone.
I stepped out of tub and reached for towel. I was shocked at how sensual the feeling was as I rubbed the towel over my smooth chest.
"That was Marcus checking on us. Sherry's needing your tongue. He wants us to speed up". Carla said as she sat down in the floor and began to shave my pubic area. I began to shave the stubble off my face and was getting nervous as Carla was working that razor effortlessly, yet way faster than I was comfortable with in my most sensitive spots. As her hand was expertly maneuvering my boy parts, I felt that all too familiar stirring.
"That is so erotic isn't?" Carla cooed. "I appreciate you being turned on baby, but we only get to play with each other if we have permission".
She slid around behind me and got on her knees and began shaving my crack and around my hole. Good thing I was finished with my face because I was starting to shake.
Carla did a quick inspection and after a few touch ups, she was satisfied and turned the shower back on.
I hopped in and rinsed off. Carla opened the curtain a little and I seen that she had removed her shirt and was wearing a very sexy pink satin bra. She had a really nice set of natural breasts. I complimented her on them and she blushed as she thanked me.
She instructed me to turn around bend forward. I saw that that she had a douche bottle so I knew what was coming, I just wasn't prepared for it. She inserted the tip inside me and I felt a warm rush fill my insides. I let out an involuntary moan, and when she removed it, the fluid flooded out my anus and I started cumming, but once again, nothing was coming out. After cleaning my ass and rinsing my legs, Carla turned the water off.
I was still orgasming and she noticed that nothing was escaping my foreskin.
"Awesome" she said. "You're miles ahead. It was a couple of weeks before I started having sissy girl orgasms."
We went to the bedroom and sat down. She took out the butt plug and stuck in her mouth to get it wet and looked at me seductively.
"I can see what Sherry sees in you are so cute! Especially without that beard."
"Now stick this in your ass while I get to work on your make-up".
"And then put this on" as she handed me the butt plug and the cockring.
I inserted the plug and then turned the cockring over and over trying to figure out how it goes. Carla opened the make-up case and took the item from me.
"Like this" she said put the metal ring over my penis. It fell off. It was too large.
"Well that's the extra small, they don't make one any smaller."
She handed me a bottle of lotion and told me to use plenty and she began working on my make-up. As I was rubbing the lotion over my tits, it was feeling sooo luxurious. The phone rang and scared the hell out of me, causing Carla to have to stifle her giggles before answering.
"Yes sir, we are getting close." She told the caller. "But the cockring won't fit sir. Her sissy clit is just too small. There's not enough sticking out for the ring to hang on."
Now her giggles burst forth, "yes sir, if I can find any" she said. "Yes sir, I will do my best to have him ready". And hung up the phone.
"Ok we have to hurry. That was Robert he is going to bring some duct tape to cover it up. He should be here in about 20 minutes and he wants you ready."
I grabbed a pair of panties and pulled them on as Carla was flying across my face with her brush. Then she grabbed a pad and started wiping something on my face. I was able to get the training bra on and pulled some shorts from the suitcase.
"There's no way my ass is going to fit into these!" I said as held up a tiny pair of powder blue shortie shorts.
"Believe me, they will stretch" Carla said with another blush.
I pulled them up and was surprised that I did in fact get them on. They were so sheer, and clung to me so tightly, that I looked down and my utter amazement, it appeared that I had a camel toe! I suddenly felt so feminine that I began to spasm.
As I regained my senses, I felt my camel toe and my shorts were barely damp. No wet spot at all.
Carla finished my make-up and was applying lipstick to my quivering lips when there was a knock. She got up and went to the door, looked back and asked if I was ready. I nodded and she opened the door.
Ricky walked in with Sherry behind him. My heart lept into my throat when I saw her. She was a mess! Her hair was a disaster! She was wearing only a t-shirt (not her's either) and panties. The shirt was ripped in multiple places and her left breast kept slipping out. She was covered in cum. It was in her hair, all over her face, wet spots on the shirt where it was soaked. Sperm running down her legs. She looked like a crack whore that had just been gang banged. They had brought her from the store to the motel like that! She had a look of bliss in her eyes and she started smiling at me. She was looked stunning!
Another black man had entered behind her and he brought me back to reality.
"Hello boss. Or should I say bitch?"
I turned toward the familiar voice and realized who Robert was. My eyes dropped and as he stepped up to me.
Robert was the "interim" foreman that was passed over in favor of me. He had spent time in prison for running a prostitution ring and was on parole. I had been warned that he was a bad character and didn't like white men. It had been said that he had it out for me, but he had never said, nor did anything that was out of way.
Now, I had a feeling that it was going to be a different story. He reached down and literally ripped Sherry's brand new, cum soaked panties off her. She almost lost her balance from the force and he looked at me with a hatred in his eyes that made me suddenly terrified.
"She said you like to eat cum. That true?" And smeared her sticky panties all my face.
" White boy that likes to think he's better than the bruthas and boss em around, is a sissy bitch? Is that right?"
"Yes Robert, but I don't treat..." and my words died as I lost my ability to breathe. Robert slammed his fist into my stomach and knocked every bit of air out of my body.
I fell to my knees, doubled over in excruciating pain. He then punched me right in face and I twisted and fell face down on the floor with a sickening thud!
"DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME ROBERT AGAIN YOU MOTHAFUCKA!!!!!!"
"I'MA BLACK MASTER GAWD DAMNIT!!!"
"A MEMBER OF THE COMMISSION!"
He was screaming as began kicking me. I was crying and screaming while trying to pull myself into a fetal position.
I faintly heard Sherry (she sounded so very far away) yell for him to stop and then let out a scream of her own, before falling on the floor beside me, from the slap he had given her.
He fell to his hands and knees and got in her face.
"You don't ever speak to a black master like that ho." He hissed at her.
He grabbed her by the hair and glared her.
"You want me to fuck you up too bitch?"
Sherry likes it rough, but she wants control. I can see the terror in her eyes, and I'm devastated. She knew now that this was going all wrong.
Ricky grabbed Robert by the arm and told him to back off. Marcus would be pissed!
Robert raised up to his knees and grabbed my hair and shoved my face between Sherry's legs. I started to lick up the black baby seed and he jerked my head up and said " I don't think so bitch", and shoved his smelly cock right in face.
"Wanna taste her pussy, you can taste it on my dick! Open yo fuckin mouth!" And proceeded to force it into my mouth. He just kept pushing it deeper and I started not only gagging, but actually chocking. He grabbed Sherry's hair again and yanked her face up against mine and started berating her!
"This is what you wanted to see ain't it ho?"
"Ain't that what you said at the store?"
"Take a good look bitch!"
By now I felt like I was going to lose consciousness because his cockhead was completely filling my throat. I was chocking out.
Ricky picked up the phone and called Marcus and told him that Robert was going crazy and was going to seriously hurt Sherry and was trying to kill me. That infuriated Robert!
He pulled his monster from my throat and shoved me back on floor. I collapsed and was gasping for air. The world was spinning and everything was a blur. I felt my legs being lifted then he got on his knees and spread them wide. He ripped the plug out and impaled my ass.
No lube, no stretching it a little at a time. Just driving it home dry! My ass immediately was on fire and I began screaming and begging him to stop.
He let out an angry painful growl and punched me right in mouth. He was blaming me for his dick hurting because I wasn't wet! I could taste the blood in my mouth and he continued to **** me. He started pounding in and out of my ass rapidly. The pain was so intense, that I guess I passed out.
Someone pounding on the door brought me back to reality just as Robert started to cum in my sissy pussy. My ass was hurting so bad that I couldn't even tell when his cock was removed as Marcus drug him off of me.
"Are you trying to kill the bitch you stupid mothafucka?" Boomed Marcus.
"Get your ass back to the store, I'll deal wit chu later."
Robert gathered himself and left. Marcus was picking up Sherry and asking if she was alright. She assured him that she was, but that I might need to go to the hospital.
Marcus told Carla to take her and give her a bath as playtime was over for tonight.
Marcus helped me sit up and asked how bad I was hurt. I was having trouble breathing, so therefore I couldn't really speak very good. I looked around and there was blood everywhere. My face was bleeding, my ass was bleeding, I didn't know if I was bleeding internally either. Marcus helped me to bed and I lay down. He brought me a dirty towel and I put it under me.
"Listen, Carla's going to be staying here wit you girls for a few days to help you. I got a doctor friend that I'm going to call and get him over here. He'll check you both out and report to me. Meanwhile, I got to get back to store, I got a problem I got to address. I'll be by in morning."
Despite everything, I thanked him profusely and promised that I would do better. He simply replied, "you two is special, I'm gonna take care of you both. I got big plans for y'all"
"Listen girl, I know this is happening at warp speed right now and you're scared out of your out of your mind. You have to have a ton of questions."
Carla reassured me.
"That's what I'm here for, to help your transformation in every faucet. But you must face it, this is a done deal. And I will do everything I can to make it easier for you. And I'll be there for Sherry too. Now, let's get those clothes off and start getting rid of that nasty man hair."
As I began stripping, I started to ask questions. From the first word out of Carla's mouth, it had been obvious that she wasn't born a girl. So I inquired about her high pitched, effeminate, yet definitely male voice. And sheepishly ask if her dick was small also. Her cheeks flushed and I hurriedly apologized, but Carla cut me off.
"No, no. It's perfectly fine." She said. "I just get arroused from humiliation and that's part of being a sissy girl".
"Now to answer your questions, let me explain a couple of things" she said as she began rub cream all over my chest and under my arms.
"The masters are hell-bent on destroying white men. Not eliminate them, because they enjoy humiliating them, dominating them. Thoroughly degrading them. Physically, mentally and their favorite, sexually."
"You are lucky" Carla continued as she began rubbing the cream on my legs, "since you are already broken down, and you have already accepted your fate, they shouldn't need to beat you down physically or mentally. As long as you don't give them a reason to."
"Your sex training will be brutal though. It always is." She went on, "and Robert is the master that is over the girls. He is often violent and when punishing one of the bitches, he can be viscous and extremely sadistic."
"He just got paroled, but is required to have a legitimate job. So he's only there on nights and weekends."
Carla grabbed some clippers and started sheering my beard away. The phone began to ring and Carla told me finish trimming and jump in the shower. We would use the razor to finish and left to get the phone.
I stepped out of tub and reached for towel. I was shocked at how sensual the feeling was as I rubbed the towel over my smooth chest.
"That was Marcus checking on us. Sherry's needing your tongue. He wants us to speed up". Carla said as she sat down in the floor and began to shave my pubic area. I began to shave the stubble off my face and was getting nervous as Carla was working that razor effortlessly, yet way faster than I was comfortable with in my most sensitive spots. As her hand was expertly maneuvering my boy parts, I felt that all too familiar stirring.
"That is so erotic isn't?" Carla cooed. "I appreciate you being turned on baby, but we only get to play with each other if we have permission".
She slid around behind me and got on her knees and began shaving my crack and around my hole. Good thing I was finished with my face because I was starting to shake.
Carla did a quick inspection and after a few touch ups, she was satisfied and turned the shower back on.
I hopped in and rinsed off. Carla opened the curtain a little and I seen that she had removed her shirt and was wearing a very sexy pink satin bra. She had a really nice set of natural breasts. I complimented her on them and she blushed as she thanked me.
She instructed me to turn around bend forward. I saw that that she had a douche bottle so I knew what was coming, I just wasn't prepared for it. She inserted the tip inside me and I felt a warm rush fill my insides. I let out an involuntary moan, and when she removed it, the fluid flooded out my anus and I started cumming, but once again, nothing was coming out. After cleaning my ass and rinsing my legs, Carla turned the water off.
I was still orgasming and she noticed that nothing was escaping my foreskin.
"Awesome" she said. "You're miles ahead. It was a couple of weeks before I started having sissy girl orgasms."
We went to the bedroom and sat down. She took out the butt plug and stuck in her mouth to get it wet and looked at me seductively.
"I can see what Sherry sees in you are so cute! Especially without that beard."
"Now stick this in your ass while I get to work on your make-up".
"And then put this on" as she handed me the butt plug and the cockring.
I inserted the plug and then turned the cockring over and over trying to figure out how it goes. Carla opened the make-up case and took the item from me.
"Like this" she said put the metal ring over my penis. It fell off. It was too large.
"Well that's the extra small, they don't make one any smaller."
She handed me a bottle of lotion and told me to use plenty and she began working on my make-up. As I was rubbing the lotion over my tits, it was feeling sooo luxurious. The phone rang and scared the hell out of me, causing Carla to have to stifle her giggles before answering.
"Yes sir, we are getting close." She told the caller. "But the cockring won't fit sir. Her sissy clit is just too small. There's not enough sticking out for the ring to hang on."
Now her giggles burst forth, "yes sir, if I can find any" she said. "Yes sir, I will do my best to have him ready". And hung up the phone.
"Ok we have to hurry. That was Robert he is going to bring some duct tape to cover it up. He should be here in about 20 minutes and he wants you ready."
I grabbed a pair of panties and pulled them on as Carla was flying across my face with her brush. Then she grabbed a pad and started wiping something on my face. I was able to get the training bra on and pulled some shorts from the suitcase.
"There's no way my ass is going to fit into these!" I said as held up a tiny pair of powder blue shortie shorts.
"Believe me, they will stretch" Carla said with another blush.
I pulled them up and was surprised that I did in fact get them on. They were so sheer, and clung to me so tightly, that I looked down and my utter amazement, it appeared that I had a camel toe! I suddenly felt so feminine that I began to spasm.
As I regained my senses, I felt my camel toe and my shorts were barely damp. No wet spot at all.
Carla finished my make-up and was applying lipstick to my quivering lips when there was a knock. She got up and went to the door, looked back and asked if I was ready. I nodded and she opened the door.
Ricky walked in with Sherry behind him. My heart lept into my throat when I saw her. She was a mess! Her hair was a disaster! She was wearing only a t-shirt (not her's either) and panties. The shirt was ripped in multiple places and her left breast kept slipping out. She was covered in cum. It was in her hair, all over her face, wet spots on the shirt where it was soaked. Sperm running down her legs. She looked like a crack whore that had just been gang banged. They had brought her from the store to the motel like that! She had a look of bliss in her eyes and she started smiling at me. She was looked stunning!
Another black man had entered behind her and he brought me back to reality.
"Hello boss. Or should I say bitch?"
I turned toward the familiar voice and realized who Robert was. My eyes dropped and as he stepped up to me.
Robert was the "interim" foreman that was passed over in favor of me. He had spent time in prison for running a prostitution ring and was on parole. I had been warned that he was a bad character and didn't like white men. It had been said that he had it out for me, but he had never said, nor did anything that was out of way.
Now, I had a feeling that it was going to be a different story. He reached down and literally ripped Sherry's brand new, cum soaked panties off her. She almost lost her balance from the force and he looked at me with a hatred in his eyes that made me suddenly terrified.
"She said you like to eat cum. That true?" And smeared her sticky panties all my face.
" White boy that likes to think he's better than the bruthas and boss em around, is a sissy bitch? Is that right?"
"Yes Robert, but I don't treat..." and my words died as I lost my ability to breathe. Robert slammed his fist into my stomach and knocked every bit of air out of my body.
I fell to my knees, doubled over in excruciating pain. He then punched me right in face and I twisted and fell face down on the floor with a sickening thud!
"DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME ROBERT AGAIN YOU MOTHAFUCKA!!!!!!"
"I'MA BLACK MASTER GAWD DAMNIT!!!"
"A MEMBER OF THE COMMISSION!"
He was screaming as began kicking me. I was crying and screaming while trying to pull myself into a fetal position.
I faintly heard Sherry (she sounded so very far away) yell for him to stop and then let out a scream of her own, before falling on the floor beside me, from the slap he had given her.
He fell to his hands and knees and got in her face.
"You don't ever speak to a black master like that ho." He hissed at her.
He grabbed her by the hair and glared her.
"You want me to fuck you up too bitch?"
Sherry likes it rough, but she wants control. I can see the terror in her eyes, and I'm devastated. She knew now that this was going all wrong.
Ricky grabbed Robert by the arm and told him to back off. Marcus would be pissed!
Robert raised up to his knees and grabbed my hair and shoved my face between Sherry's legs. I started to lick up the black baby seed and he jerked my head up and said " I don't think so bitch", and shoved his smelly cock right in face.
"Wanna taste her pussy, you can taste it on my dick! Open yo fuckin mouth!" And proceeded to force it into my mouth. He just kept pushing it deeper and I started not only gagging, but actually chocking. He grabbed Sherry's hair again and yanked her face up against mine and started berating her!
"This is what you wanted to see ain't it ho?"
"Ain't that what you said at the store?"
"Take a good look bitch!"
By now I felt like I was going to lose consciousness because his cockhead was completely filling my throat. I was chocking out.
Ricky picked up the phone and called Marcus and told him that Robert was going crazy and was going to seriously hurt Sherry and was trying to kill me. That infuriated Robert!
He pulled his monster from my throat and shoved me back on floor. I collapsed and was gasping for air. The world was spinning and everything was a blur. I felt my legs being lifted then he got on his knees and spread them wide. He ripped the plug out and impaled my ass.
No lube, no stretching it a little at a time. Just driving it home dry! My ass immediately was on fire and I began screaming and begging him to stop.
He let out an angry painful growl and punched me right in mouth. He was blaming me for his dick hurting because I wasn't wet! I could taste the blood in my mouth and he continued to **** me. He started pounding in and out of my ass rapidly. The pain was so intense, that I guess I passed out.
Someone pounding on the door brought me back to reality just as Robert started to cum in my sissy pussy. My ass was hurting so bad that I couldn't even tell when his cock was removed as Marcus drug him off of me.
"Are you trying to kill the bitch you stupid mothafucka?" Boomed Marcus.
"Get your ass back to the store, I'll deal wit chu later."
Robert gathered himself and left. Marcus was picking up Sherry and asking if she was alright. She assured him that she was, but that I might need to go to the hospital.
Marcus told Carla to take her and give her a bath as playtime was over for tonight.
Marcus helped me sit up and asked how bad I was hurt. I was having trouble breathing, so therefore I couldn't really speak very good. I looked around and there was blood everywhere. My face was bleeding, my ass was bleeding, I didn't know if I was bleeding internally either. Marcus helped me to bed and I lay down. He brought me a dirty towel and I put it under me.
"Listen, Carla's going to be staying here wit you girls for a few days to help you. I got a doctor friend that I'm going to call and get him over here. He'll check you both out and report to me. Meanwhile, I got to get back to store, I got a problem I got to address. I'll be by in morning."
Despite everything, I thanked him profusely and promised that I would do better. He simply replied, "you two is special, I'm gonna take care of you both. I got big plans for y'all"
