I was still in college back when I met a man named Luke off of Fetlife. I thought of myself as 'straight' just now and then I enjoyed cock. The thing I enjoyed most of all though was kink. I had played with some people before who had introduced me to the lifestyle but Luke had something I'd never encountered, almost no limits. He knew all the degrading things to say to make me whimper, all the shameful thoughts to make me moan. While I never grew attracted to him, I would always crawl back for that hit no one else could give.
Christmas Eve came and I was home from college, Luke lived an hour away from my old ****** home and my ****** had no idea their southern Baptist son was an atheist cock whore. When I woke up on Christmas Eve I took a nice hot shower, the steam fogging up the mirror and turning my skin a bright red. It felt good to me to enjoy that level of heat and intensity. When I stepped out I dried off and began to shave in the mirror. I had short brown hair, just past my ears, and liked to keep my face clean-shaven I'd also shave below encase Luke wanted to humiliate or fuck me. As I looked myself over in the mirror my phone I noticed that it had lit up letting me know I had a few messages. I pick up the phone to a photo of Luke's cock, I felt myself blushing instantly and starting to get aroused.
"Good morning slut, back home with your ******?"
I felt my face reddening as I replied to him, "Yes Sir, just got out of the shower and saw your beautiful pic."
Once I had sent it, I spent a few minutes cleaning up my facial hair before I started getting a series of texts, "Do they know, that you love being my sissy cumdump? That I've made you beg in the middle of stores for cock?" I felt a shiver run through me, I scrolled down and to my horror, there was a picture of my father's Facebook profile with an unsent message written to him that includes a photo of me sucking cock.
"No sir, they don't, please don't send it!" I hit send quickly and made a mad dash to the spare bedroom I was using. I quickly called and heard him laughing over the phone as he answered.
"Aww bitch missed hearing my voice and wanted to beg me to not hit send?" he teased.
"Please sir," I whisper into the phone, "Please don't send that message." I plead and beg and the more I did the more my cock leaked and he laughed.
"Fresh out of the shower, put on some panties and send me a selfie with your face in it and I won't send it until tomorrow. Do EVERYTHING I say tonight and I won't send at all."
"Yes Sir."
That's when my fate was sealed. If I'd told him I didn't like blackmail he would have deleted it all and never pushed but the way I said, 'Yes sir' we both knew what it meant. I wanted to be pushed and I loved his power over me. Throughout the day texts would come. "I want you to go to the bathroom and write slut across your ass with a marker and take a pic."
"I want you to cum on the floor and make a video licking it up."
"I want you to piss yourself."
Each command escalated and nearly made me cum until around nine at night it stopped. I assumed he had gone to bed early for Christmas and I was safe so I spent some time with my ****** trying to recover from what was an intense day of blackmail and obediance. When 11 came I went to my room and laid down horny and happy. Looking through the images I'd sent and his texts when my phone began to ring, "Ready to prove your place to me?" He whispered over the phone. I answered affirmatively and he laughed, "I am going to fuck your brother, make him my bitch but you, you're so pathetic you'll be both our sluts by the time I'm done, is he in bed?" My brother Jake was already asleep and had been for an hour, he was fresh out of high school and was pushing his body hard.
"Yes Sir," I answered and soon enough I heard his car pulling up. I made my way to the living room silently, walking past the Christmas tree where all the presents were already out and everyone was asleep. I opened the door for him, he kissed me lustfully before demanding head right there, I obeyed without hesitation. His cock wasn't big, and it wasn't impressive in any way but it held me captive. His power to degrade me held me captive.
"Now slut here's how it's going to go and if you back out I'm going to get you hormones and turn you into a castrated femme bitch, you obey and you'll end up begging for them by the end of the year, now, let's get you ready," he said moving to the tree and grabbing an ornament he bent the hook until the loop was big enough and hung it on my cock and then he hung garland around my neck, once he was satisfied and had taken a few pictures came the order I was dreading, "I hope your brother is a deep sleeper, cause you're going to crawl to his room," I felt the pit in my stomach rise, I obeyed, I got on all fours and began to crawl. He recorded the entire way and when I got to the door he motioned for me to go in, to my shame I pushed open the door silently. He leaned down to me and kissed my ear, "If you wanna be my good bitch, crawl to your sleeping brother and kiss his cock," his warm breath on me had me *****, I crawled slowly over, the ornament bouncing as my hard cock twitched. I pulled down my brother's boxers and kissed his cock and to no surprise, it began to grow and it kept growing quickly reaching my size, and then an inch bigger. I was not small by any means with a 7.5" dick but my brother's with thicker and longer, Luke was there beside me recording, "Now, you see his cock is superior to yours, so be a good sissy cock whore and suck it."
There in the dark on Christmas Eve I wrapped my lips around his cock. Feeling how hard it got and how deep into my throat I could get it. I worked slowly not wanting to wake him and secretly savoring the entire thing. Luke was hard again stroking his cock against my cheek, I couldn't stand it. Giving head to my brother while the man who dominates me was planning on seducing him was too much mentally and I came hard after that Luke let me stop and made me crawl out, he came ropes across my face and made me sleep in it.
After that, I thought my life couldn't get more controlled. Luke and I broke up, my brother had never woken up and I started to date a vanilla girl. That all seemed so nice and safe till I met a woman named Dee who would cuck me, abuse me, break me, blackmail me, and then sell my blackmail to a black king.
(To be continued.)
Christmas Eve came and I was home from college, Luke lived an hour away from my old ****** home and my ****** had no idea their southern Baptist son was an atheist cock whore. When I woke up on Christmas Eve I took a nice hot shower, the steam fogging up the mirror and turning my skin a bright red. It felt good to me to enjoy that level of heat and intensity. When I stepped out I dried off and began to shave in the mirror. I had short brown hair, just past my ears, and liked to keep my face clean-shaven I'd also shave below encase Luke wanted to humiliate or fuck me. As I looked myself over in the mirror my phone I noticed that it had lit up letting me know I had a few messages. I pick up the phone to a photo of Luke's cock, I felt myself blushing instantly and starting to get aroused.
"Good morning slut, back home with your ******?"
I felt my face reddening as I replied to him, "Yes Sir, just got out of the shower and saw your beautiful pic."
Once I had sent it, I spent a few minutes cleaning up my facial hair before I started getting a series of texts, "Do they know, that you love being my sissy cumdump? That I've made you beg in the middle of stores for cock?" I felt a shiver run through me, I scrolled down and to my horror, there was a picture of my father's Facebook profile with an unsent message written to him that includes a photo of me sucking cock.
"No sir, they don't, please don't send it!" I hit send quickly and made a mad dash to the spare bedroom I was using. I quickly called and heard him laughing over the phone as he answered.
"Aww bitch missed hearing my voice and wanted to beg me to not hit send?" he teased.
"Please sir," I whisper into the phone, "Please don't send that message." I plead and beg and the more I did the more my cock leaked and he laughed.
"Fresh out of the shower, put on some panties and send me a selfie with your face in it and I won't send it until tomorrow. Do EVERYTHING I say tonight and I won't send at all."
"Yes Sir."
That's when my fate was sealed. If I'd told him I didn't like blackmail he would have deleted it all and never pushed but the way I said, 'Yes sir' we both knew what it meant. I wanted to be pushed and I loved his power over me. Throughout the day texts would come. "I want you to go to the bathroom and write slut across your ass with a marker and take a pic."
"I want you to cum on the floor and make a video licking it up."
"I want you to piss yourself."
Each command escalated and nearly made me cum until around nine at night it stopped. I assumed he had gone to bed early for Christmas and I was safe so I spent some time with my ****** trying to recover from what was an intense day of blackmail and obediance. When 11 came I went to my room and laid down horny and happy. Looking through the images I'd sent and his texts when my phone began to ring, "Ready to prove your place to me?" He whispered over the phone. I answered affirmatively and he laughed, "I am going to fuck your brother, make him my bitch but you, you're so pathetic you'll be both our sluts by the time I'm done, is he in bed?" My brother Jake was already asleep and had been for an hour, he was fresh out of high school and was pushing his body hard.
"Yes Sir," I answered and soon enough I heard his car pulling up. I made my way to the living room silently, walking past the Christmas tree where all the presents were already out and everyone was asleep. I opened the door for him, he kissed me lustfully before demanding head right there, I obeyed without hesitation. His cock wasn't big, and it wasn't impressive in any way but it held me captive. His power to degrade me held me captive.
"Now slut here's how it's going to go and if you back out I'm going to get you hormones and turn you into a castrated femme bitch, you obey and you'll end up begging for them by the end of the year, now, let's get you ready," he said moving to the tree and grabbing an ornament he bent the hook until the loop was big enough and hung it on my cock and then he hung garland around my neck, once he was satisfied and had taken a few pictures came the order I was dreading, "I hope your brother is a deep sleeper, cause you're going to crawl to his room," I felt the pit in my stomach rise, I obeyed, I got on all fours and began to crawl. He recorded the entire way and when I got to the door he motioned for me to go in, to my shame I pushed open the door silently. He leaned down to me and kissed my ear, "If you wanna be my good bitch, crawl to your sleeping brother and kiss his cock," his warm breath on me had me *****, I crawled slowly over, the ornament bouncing as my hard cock twitched. I pulled down my brother's boxers and kissed his cock and to no surprise, it began to grow and it kept growing quickly reaching my size, and then an inch bigger. I was not small by any means with a 7.5" dick but my brother's with thicker and longer, Luke was there beside me recording, "Now, you see his cock is superior to yours, so be a good sissy cock whore and suck it."
There in the dark on Christmas Eve I wrapped my lips around his cock. Feeling how hard it got and how deep into my throat I could get it. I worked slowly not wanting to wake him and secretly savoring the entire thing. Luke was hard again stroking his cock against my cheek, I couldn't stand it. Giving head to my brother while the man who dominates me was planning on seducing him was too much mentally and I came hard after that Luke let me stop and made me crawl out, he came ropes across my face and made me sleep in it.
After that, I thought my life couldn't get more controlled. Luke and I broke up, my brother had never woken up and I started to date a vanilla girl. That all seemed so nice and safe till I met a woman named Dee who would cuck me, abuse me, break me, blackmail me, and then sell my blackmail to a black king.
(To be continued.)
