After sucking five cocks in the gloryhole room, I can definitely feel the cum sitting in my belly. It's an indescribably satisfying feeling, to say the least. Mistress sits with me afterwards, kissing me and licking cum off my face. I love sucking it off her tongue.

'Knock, Knock…'

A well-groomed, bearded man sticks his head in the door.

"Brenda…? Is that you?"

"Master Charles…? I presume?"

Brenda greets him with a hug and a kiss. It's obvious they know each other.

"What the hell have you been up to, Bren? I haven't seen you since that sissy party in San Mateo."

"I'm in love, Charlie! I've got a beautiful girlfriend and a cute new sissy."

"Mandy, darling," she turns to me, "this is Master Charles, a friend of mine. He's a sissy trainer."

I'm not sure how to address a Sissy Master, so I just say, "Hello, sir."

"How long have you had her?" he asks Brenda.

"She submitted to me a few weeks ago, but we've been pegging her a few months now. She's got a great ass."

"Has she been bred?"

"She's been fucked a few times with rubbers, but she's not ready yet to feel cum in her pussy. This is actually the first time she's been fed."

"Being bred is a special day in a sissy's life," Charles tells me. "Cherish that day, Mandy, it only happens once. How many loads did you swallow tonight?"

"Five, sir."

"Doesn't it feel great having all that cum in your gut?

"Yes, sir. I love it."

"Has she had her fill?" he asks Brenda.

"She has. We're done with the room, if you were wanting it."

"Excellent! That fuckin' bitch of mine needs a good feeding. The little cunt's been a shit all week."

"What did she do?"

"I caught her having phone sex yesterday without permission. Then last week, she was showing off her ass on the webcam. I beat her ass good for that."

"Well, the room is all yours. I need to get my sissy home."

"Get in here, bitch!" Charles yells.

It's disturbing to see a terrified sissy coming in with her mouth gagged, her hands cuffed behind her back, and a heavy chain-leash attached to her collar. She's taking baby steps because her ankles are cuffed with a chain so short, she can only shuffle her bare feet maybe twelve inches at a time. And to top it off, she's naked, except for a pair of panties covering an over-sized cock cage. The bruises around her nipples tell me he treats his sissies like shit.

"Mandy," he says to me, "take a good look at that pathetic little whore. This is what happens when a sissy disobeys her Master."

"Turn around, bitch! Show Mandy your cherry-red ass!"

"She doesn't need to see that," Brenda jumps in. "My sissy doesn't get punished like that."

"Suit yourself," Charles says nonchalantly. "Say… there's a big sissy party around September in San Francisco if you're interested."

"I might be, it'll depend on Mandy's progress. Shoot me an email when it gets close."

"Will do, Bren."

"C'mon Mandy," Brenda yanks my collar "let's get you home and put you to bed."

As we're walking away from the gloryhole room, I can hear Charles yelling, "On your knees, whore! Get your ugly slut-face in that hole!"

~~~~~

"He's mean," I tell Brenda as we're walking out to her car.

"Charles has his own training style," she says. "It's certainly not my style, but I've heard he trains good sissies."

"Sit in the front seat next to me," Brenda says when we get to her car. "We need some personal talk-time, you and me."

She's silent as she drives the first few blocks, but I can tell something is on her mind. Finally, she asks me, "Did that bother you when Charlie's sissy came in tie-up and beaten-up like that?"

"It did. I felt so sorry for her. How can she let him do that to her?"

"Don't feel sorry for her, Mandy, she gets off on that shit. It turns her on to be humiliated like that. Charlie's specialty is training sissies for bondage. Her owner probably wants to abuse her, and she probably thrives on abuse. Everyone gets what they want."

"That's fuckin' gross," I say in astonishment.

"We don't judge other people's fetishes, Mandy. What's gross to you is a turn-on to another sissy. When I start taking you to sissy parties, you're gonna see all kinds of weird, perverted shit. Sissies agree to be treated the way they are before they ever even submit to their owners. Just like when I told you what I expected from my sissy before you submitted to me.

"For instance, we, Sherry and I, told you from the start, that we're going to feminize you. So while we expect you to accept, without question, everything we do to turn you into our perfect girlfriend, we'll never subject you to the kind of punishment you saw tonight. You never agreed to that. I'm not into kinky shit anyways, so you don't have to worry about being mistreated that way."

"That's good to know. I was wondering if you were going to ever do that to me."

"Never, Mandy. I never will. Some things I'll make you do will feel humiliating at first, but you'll like all that stuff once you get used to it. Besides, I think you like a little humiliation, am I right?"

"Yeah, a little humiliation does turn me on, like wearing stupid clothes. Can I ask you about something else?"

"Sure, Mandy. You can always ask Mistress anything."

"What did Charles mean when he asked you if I've been bred?"

"That's when a sissy has sex and accepts a man's sperm into her sissy-puss for the first time. It's kinda like when a girl gets her cherry popped. A sissy comes of age when she gets bred."

"So when I got fucked at the motel, that didn't count?"

"No, because that was more like a gangbang, and I made them all use rubbers. When I decide to have you properly bred, I want it to be your special night. I want you to remember it as a beautiful experience."

"Who breeds a sissy?"

"Her owner or master usually breeds her first, but since a Mistress obviously can't breed her own sissy, I will choose a surrogate for you. I already have someone special in mind, when you're ready to take that step."

"Do I know him?"

"No, but you'll meet him real soon. I think you'll fall for him right away."

"When will I be ready?"

"When we both decide you are. You took a big step tonight. I really fell in love with you tonight."

"I think I've already fallen in love with you, Mistress."

"You've been in love with me for a while now. When a sissy learns to trust her Mistress, it's only natural for her to fall in love with the special relationship a Mistress has with her sissy. And we do have a very special relationship. That's why I'm very particular about the man you'll be bred with."

"Don't I get to choose?"

"Normally not. Since you've given yourself to me, it's my decision when, where, and who you'll be bred with, and I've pretty much decided who it will be. Would you like to be bred soon?"

"I think so. All this cum in my tummy makes me feel tingly all over. I'd like to feel that in my puss."

"Okay, I'll start setting it up, but you won't know about it until he's with you. I'll ask you first, while you're with him, if you want his sperm inside of you before I give him final permission fuck you bareback."

"Bareback…?"

"Bareback is fucking without a rubber. It's the absolute ultimate for both the man and the sissy. A sissy needs to know what she's doing before she can fuck bareback.

"We'll start watching some videos about sissy-fucking, so you can learn about it. I'd like you to know how to cum from your pussy before it happens, but I won't stop you from being bred if you can't yet. As long as you click with your breeder, that's the most important thing."

"I trust you, Mistress, I'll do whatever you say."

"I know you do. Close your eyes now, and get some rest. We'll be home soon."

I rest my head in Mistress's lap, and she pets me the rest of the way home. Sherry's still gone when we get there, and I'm hoping she's having great sex like I just had. When Mistress puts me to bed, she straddles my face. She holds my head up to her wet pussy and lets me lick as long as I want. She tastes so damn good.

She wasn't lying when she said her pussy was dripping wet when she watched me sucking cock. She's so wet as I lick her, and I can tell she's been wet all night. I must have fallen asleep as I licked her, because the next thing I know, Sherry is waking me up the next morning.

~~~~~

"I heard you had a wonderful time last night," she whispers in my ear.

"It was amazing, Sherry. I realized I'm a cocksucker, and I swallowed five loads. It felt so good."

"Mistress told me about it as I was driving home this morning."

"Did you have great sex last night, too?"

"I did. I brought you a treat. You still hungry for some cum?"

"I fell in love with cum last night. I love the taste of it."

"Want some?"

"Yeah."

Sherry straddles my face and holds my head up to her pussy like Brenda did last night.

"Eat, baby," she says.

I put my tongue inside her and it tastes of cum. She must have just been fucked, because it tastes as fresh as the cum I ate last night. I feel something strange triggering inside me. I lick every trace of sweet-tasting cum out of her, and I want more.

The videos say sissies get addicted to cum, but I'm not sure if I am or not. I just want to lap at Sherry's cunt, trying to get more. I lick her clean and ask her if she can bring me more when I get home from work.

She laughs, "You silly sissy, didn't I tell you that you love dick? I'm so happy you finally realize it now. We're gonna have so much fun together, you, me, and Mistress."

"I fell in love with her last night."

"You've been in love with her longer than you think. C'mon, cocksucker, let's get in the shower. We've gotta get you ready for work."

~~~~~

I'm feeling wonderful driving to work. I'm thinking to myself, 'What a difference a day makes.' Yesterday I was cussing Brenda's name, and today, she's turned me into a cocksucker, and I'm in love with her. My new cage feels more confining, but as long as I don't get an erection, it's actually more comfortable to wear.

I walk into the office, feeling confident that no one can see my better-concealed cage. Except when I walk past Janine's desk. She giggles and calls me Markey again. Then she follows me into my office, and I'm getting nervous.

"I need you to sign this contract first thing, Mark," she says, "then I'll be out of your hair."

"Sure, show me where to sign."

"You're in a happy mood," she notices, "you must have had fun last night, huh?"

'Fuck…' I think, 'why is she asking me shit like this?'

I'm determined to act cool and not make her suspicious. "It was alright. I took Sherry out to dinner, then we came home and watched a movie."

"Sounds nice. I didn't mean to pry into your personal life. I know it's none of my business."

"No, it's not," I say, trying to be nice because I really like Janine. But trying to be forceful at the same time, because I can't afford to have her find out I'm a sissy cocksucker.

I sign her papers and she goes back to her desk. I'm thinking I might have just dodged a bullet. At exactly ten-thirty, as usual, I get my morning text from Brenda.

'Good morning, cocksucker,' she texts, 'still feeling good about last night?'

'I feel wonderful, Mistress.'

'I knew you would… cunt licker.'

'Your cunt was delicious last night.'

'It'll be even more delicious tonight… stud. I'm your bitch tonight. I expect to be treated like one.'

'Stop it, Mistress, you're trying to get me hard.'

'Just testing the new cage, cocksucker. Does it feel more comfortable?'

'It did before you started teasing me. Now needles are stabbing me down there. It hurts.'

'Good to know it's working. See you tonight, cunt licker… ass fucker… pussy pleaser.'

'You're such a tease.'

'I know… I'm gifted that way. Good bye, cocksucker.'

I can't tell you how many times the needle-like spikes in my cage tormented me all afternoon. Every time I'd think about Brenda, my cock started getting hard. The cage made me cringe as the spikes felt like they were piercing right through me. I was forced to train my thoughts away from my erotic urges. It was the only way I could get relief from the 'erection enforcer' my new cage was designed to be.

~~~~~

My love for my Mistress is burning strong as I rush home to be with her. I'm glad Sherry's car is gone and only Brenda's car is there. I'll have her to myself tonight, I hope I can please her.

There's a note taped to the door going into the house. 'Come into my bedroom, darling. I'm waiting for you ~ Bren'

Pain shoots through my cock as it instantly tries to get hard, only to be controlled by the spikes in my cage. I rush into the bedroom, dying to be unlocked. There's my Mistress, all sprawled out on a perfectly-made bed, wearing the most seductive lavender-laced, baby doll negligee. The candle-lit room smells of sweet incense, a most erotic ambiance to be with my Mistress in all her beauty.

"Hi, Mandy-doll," she seductively says. "I've been waiting for you. Come join me."

My cock is killing me as I go to the side of the bed. She gets up to meet me with a luscious kiss that only causes my cock more pain.

"How does your cock feel, baby?" she giggles mischievously.

"Fuck… It's trying to get hard, and the damn spikes are killing me."

"Awe… poor baby. Let me take care of that for you."

I start unbuckling my belt as fast as I can. "Let me do that, Mandy," Brenda stops me, "Mistress serves sissy tonight."

She knows the pain I'm in and quickly pulls my pants and panties just below my balls and unlocks me.

"Aaagh…. God!" I sigh, "That fuckin' thing was putting a hurt on me."

She gets up on her knees and wraps her arms around me for another kiss. This one is much deeper and much longer than the first. The blood rushes into my cock and it feels so damn good to be free again. She flutters her fingertips all over it, teasing me for what's to come.

"Ooo… sissy got really hard, really fast."

"Shit… what did you expect? Keeping me locked up like that."

"I expected you to get really hard, really fast, and you did. That's why I keep you caged, so that when I let you have your cock back, you can experience your manhood more intensely than you ever have before. When I start pimping you out to lesbians, it'll be one of the qualities in you they'll die for."

"But you keep taking my manhood away."

"You'll never lose your manhood, Mandy, we're just storing it away while you're learning to be a little feminine sissy-sex-pot. We can still play with your manhood any time we want, like we will tonight. I'm training you to be a bisexual sissy who can please anyone, and who's desired by everyone.

"I love you, Mistress," I take her in my arms.

"Call me Bren tonight, sweetheart. We'll go back to our Mistress/sissy relationship tomorrow. Tonight, we're lovers, as deeply in love as anyone can be. I give myself to you as you've given yourself to me.

"So… enough of the mushy shit… would you like a blow job to start things off? After last night, I've been so fuckin' horny for you."

"I'd love a blow job, Bren."

"Tell me, order me. I'm your bitch. Order me like those guys ordered you last night."

"Suck my cock?"

"That's a question, not an order."

"Suck my cock!"

"Suck my cock, who?"

"Suck my cock… Bren!"

"Not Bren… Bitch! Call me a bitch!"

"Get down there and suck my cock, you bitch!"

"Yes sir! Anything you want, sir!"

~~~~~

She passionately kisses my neck as one hand cups my balls and the other lightly wraps around my stiff shaft. Her lips then travel straight to my nipples, which are amazingly sensitive.

"The suction cups are doing wonderful things to your nipples, baby," Brenda comments as she kisses them.

"I know. They're so sensitive now. You've shown me so many wonderful ways to get pleasure."

"We've only just begun."

My tits scream in delight as she sucks and bites on them. She's alternating between the two in an erotic rhythm that dances in harmony with the song her fingertips are playing on my cock. She eases herself off the bed and gets on her knees, grinning up at me and sliding my pants the rest of the way down my legs. I take off my unbuttoned shirt, and lay it over her head.

"Nice move," she giggles under my shirt-tent and sucks my balls into her mouth.

I close my eyes in ecstasy as her lips pull at my testicles. She knows just how far she can go before my pleasure turns into pain. My balls feel so swollen and full of cum by the time she turns her attention to my shaft.

The moment her tongue touches my shaft, it jerks in response. I want her to swallow me whole, but she has no intentions of giving me such pleasures so early in the game. She's the ultimate teaser as my cock dances to the tip of her tongue.

For the next ten minutes, she edges me, taking me to the door of heaven, but offering only glimpses inside. She makes me wait in erotic anticipation, her tongue giving me promises I know she intends to keep. This mysterious, magical woman is showing me a side of her few others have seen. My Mistress is my lover, I want to be her slave.

Watching her head moving under the fabric of my shirt is no longer enough for me. I need to see her. I need to look into her succubus eyes and lose myself in her beauty. I pull the shirt off her head just as she flattens her tongue and slides it up the length of my five-inch shaft. She looks up at me with a mesmerizing twinkle in her eye that says she owns me. Even as she plays the role of my bitch, she controls me still.

"Do you like it?" she playfully asks me.

"Oh God, Bren… you're such an amazing lover."

"You're an amazing sissy. Good Mistresses reward their sissies when they've been amazingly good."

"You're the best Mistress. My cock throbs for you."

She stands up and takes me in her arms. "Your cock throbs, because I made it throb. I'm a cocksucker, Mandy, just like you. Great cocksuckers are proud of their skills. Be proud of what you did last night. Be proud of what you are, Mandy, be proud."

"I'm proud to be your sissy. You made me a cocksucker."

"You've always been a cocksucker. I've only shown you what Sherry has always known."

I'm speechless in her embrace, captured by her gaze. Her panty-clad pussy presses against my throbbing cock, her hips rocking up and down, masturbating me so slowly, so gently. The laced fabric of her panties scratches my sensitive skin like soft sandpaper, just enough to let me know she's there.

"Undress your bitch, Mandy," she whispers, "Undress me like the whore I am for you in this moment. My cunt aches for you."

I can't accept her as my bitch, and no way will she ever be my whore. Yet her willingness to be both for me draws me deeper into her. My Mistress is such a sorceress, such a manipulator. She knows my every weakness, controlling me even as she surrenders herself to me.

As she wishes, I slowly pull the drawstrings of her top that she's so carefully tied into bows. She pulls my hands into her open top and presses them against her breasts. I play with those tits every night, yet in this setting, knowing that I'll be penetrating her soon, they're more luscious and inviting than ever.

She falls back on the bed as I move to suck her succulent nipples, pulling me deeper into her web of desire. "I love the way you suck my nipples, baby," she softly says.

"I love your nipples, Bren… you and Sherry both have great nipples."

"Sherry's nipples are what first attracted me to her," Brenda reveals. "For some women, her tits are the gateway to her pussy. Sherry is one of those women, Mandy. Pay more attention to her nipples when you're with her."

"I will Mistress. Sherry's tits are just as nice as yours."

"I think her tits are nicer than mine, although I'm prejudiced. I suck hers every day, and I never get to suck mine."

"I'll suck your tits every day, Mistress."

"You already do, you slut," she laughs. "But you don't get to eat my pussy every day. I'm surprised you're not going for it already. Or would you rather fuck it first, so you can lick your own… CUM… out of it?"

Something automatically triggers inside me again. It happened this morning with Sherry. The very mention of cum triggers a response in my brain.

"Could I eat my cum out of your pussy, Mistress?"

Brenda lets out an evil laugh. She sees how I'm triggered by the word 'cum', and how I'm calling her Mistress again, after she's given me permission to call her Bren.

"You'll have to fuck me before you can eat your… CUM… out of me. What are you waiting for? Are you a cum-slut or not?"

"I'm a cum-slut, Mistress," I eagerly say, "I know I am."

"Are you proud of it? Like I am? I'm a cum-slut too, you know."

"I am, Mistress. I'm proud to be a sissy cum-slut."

"Well, hurry up then, sissy. Mistress needs a fucking, and sissy needs her… CUM."

The very mention of cum has me scrambling between her legs and almost ripping off her panties. She teases me by crossing her legs as I throw her panties in the air.

"Want my pussy?" she opens and closes her legs.

"Yes, Mistress, I want it bad!"

"My pussy…? Or the… CUM … you'll be shooting into me?" she spreads her legs wide apart, her wet lips glistening in the candlelight.

"Both, Mistress, I want both."

"Then fuck me, Mandy, fuck me good. You earned it, baby."

My hard little prick has a string of pre-cum dripping off it as I push it between Mistress's wet lips. Mistress pretends to moan as she wraps her legs around me and pulls me in close.

"Oh, yeah, baby," she edges me on, "put that big hard cock in me. Pump me, baby… pump me, Mandy. Mistress demands it. Your hunger for… CUM… demands it."

"Oh God, Mistress," I can barely speak, "I don't think I can last very long. Your pussy is so… so… Aaagh! Shit…! I can't hold it. I'm c-c-cummming!"

"Let it flow, Mandy. Let your delicious… CUM… shoot into your Mistress. You'll be licking it soon, baby. You'll be eating it. That's what you really want, isn't it? You need… CUM…. You little sissy. You're addicted to it. All sissies are."

"I'm not addicted," I deny it, "I just like it. I like it a lot."

I eagerly work my way down to lick her cum-filled cunt. The desire is strong in me as I kiss every part of her. I'm close, so close as my tongue swirls just below her navel. Next stop… her pussy, and my CUM! Brenda lets out a sinister laugh and presses both hands on my head, pinning me six inches above her pubic mound.

"Prove you're not addicted, bitch. Leave your cum inside me. You don't need it. I'll douche it out later in the shower. Does that sound good?"

"Nooo… I want it, Mistress. I want to taste it."

"But you just said you're not addicted."

"I'm not. I haven't had enough cum to get addicted to it."

"No…?"

"No!"

"Then prove it. Don't eat it. Leave it alone. Come up and kiss me."

"Mistress… please…" I whimper.

"Please what…? Are you making a request or something…? Cocksucker."

"What…?"

"What do you mean… what? I'm calling you a cum-loving cocksucker. Are you denying it? After last night?"

"No… Okay… I'm a cocksucker, I know that now. And yes, I love cum. But I don't think I'm addicted to it."

"Then come up and kiss me. Leave my cum alone."

"It's not your cum. It's mine. It came out of my body."

"But you gave it to me when you injected it into my body.… it's my cum now… right?"

I know she's got me when I can't come up with a reply. She tickles me under my armpit. "Stubborn sissy," she laughs. "You're so pathetic, Mandy."

I'm squirming and giggling as she tickles me. I can't stand it when someone tickles me under my armpit. I don't notice her other hand reaching between her legs until she runs a cum-coated finger across her lips.

"Mmm…" I involuntary latch my lips to taste it.

"Like it?" she snickers.

"You know I do."

"Eat, baby. I'm just playing with you. Eat your cum, you've earned it… cocksucker."

"You bitch," I chuckle.

"That I am. A proud bitch, too. Wanna call me a cum addict? You know I'll admit to it. Unlike you… I'm not ashamed of what I am."

I pretend not to hear her as I scramble to get my tongue in her hole to reclaim my deposit. Mixed with Mistress's secretions, my cum takes on a flavor so much sweeter than the straight male-juice I swallowed last night at the gloryhole. The delicious brew of bodily fluids goes to my head as Mistress pulls me into her, smearing her scent all over my sissy face. She knows I'm ripe for manipulation, and she takes full advantage of it.

"It's only natural to want to deny it, baby," she whispers, "but it's getting too obvious to deny, don't you think? You knew it last night, didn't you? You're addicted to cock, so why wouldn't a cocksucker also be addicted to cum?"

Again I pretend to ignore her as I lick her pussy clean. With the memory of gloryhole cocks still fresh in my mind, and my own cum coating my mouth, I know she's right. I know I can't deny it much longer, but the last remnants of my male ego, influenced by generations of male chauvinist stereotypes, won't let me come right out and admit it.

~~~~~

"Anyone home?" Sherry's voice calls out when she gets home from wherever she's been, probably some dude's bed.

"We're in here, love," Brenda shouts. "Come join the fun."

I'm on my knees with my face buried in Brenda's pussy as Sherry comes into the bedroom.

"Ooo," Sherry giggles, "our sissy looks so hot with her little pussy-hole sticking up in the air like that."

"The little slut's feeding on her own cum," Brenda teases.

"I see. Looks like she's loving it. Are you loving this, Mandy?"

I pull my mouth away from Brenda's cunt to say "Yeah."

"Mandy's in love with cum after swallowing five loads last night," Brenda tells Sherry.

"I know. It's so obvious. She was still hungry for it this morning, too. She licked a nice load out of me."

"She's addicted, but she won't admit it."

"Why not, Mandy?" Sherry ribs me as she gets undressed. "Me and Mistress aren't afraid to admit it. It's contagious, you know. If I've got it, you probably do too."

"Sit up, sissy," Brenda orders me. "You've licked me clean, but Sherry might have some for you."

"Did you bring me some?" I ask as she joins us on the bed.

"There's a nice load in my pussy for you, baby," Sherry entices, "but you can't have it until you tell me something."

"What do I have to tell you?"

"Tell me you're addicted, like I am."

"But I honestly don't think I am. Just because I swallowed five loads last night doesn't mean I'm…"

"Go douche it out," Brenda cuts me off and says to Sherry.

"Nooo… " I say before I realize what I'm saying.

"So you're addicted?" Sherry pokes me in the rib. "Sounds like you are. Just say maybe you are, and I'll feed you."

"Okay," I give in, "maybe. But only maybe."

"Do you think I should feed her on that flimsy admission?" Sherry giggles to Brenda.

"Only if I can peg her while she eats," Brenda chuckles.

"Get the strap-on. She eats better with something in her puss anyways." Sherry piles on.

"What do you think, Mandy? You wanna be pegged while Sherry feeds you?"

"Yes, Mistress. I want what's in Sherry's pussy. I still don't think I'm addicted, but I want it bad."

"My little cocksucker," Brenda gets in my face. "Accept the reality of who you are, what you are, and who you were born to be… a sissy cocksucker. You may have thought you were straight before I came into your life, but the reality is that you are what you truly are. And what are you? Say it with me."

"A cock sucker," I say with Mistress.

"What are we? The three of us?"

"Cocksuckers," we all say together and start laughing."

"What are we addicted to?"

"Cum," Mistress and Sherry say, but I'm still hesitant.

Sherry scootches to the head of the bed and spreads her legs. Her lips are milky white and there must be two loads in there, at least. My mouth waters for it. I can't resist it. I need it. "Have to have it!" my sissy-brain takes over. I dive for it, crawling only inches away, before Sherry grabs my head.

"Not until you admit it, cocksucker. What are you addicted to?"

"Cum!" I say before thinking.

"You're addicted to this creamy, white sauce, aren't you? Cocksucker?"

"Yes! Let me have it!"

"Eat, baby," she releases my head. "Lick it up, Mandy, you little slut!"

"See, Mandy?" Brenda says as she lubes my hole. "That wasn't so hard to admit, was it? Your Mistresses know you better than anyone else. You're safe to be who you are with us."

I don't say anything as I dive in between Sherry's wet folds, eagerly licking some guy's seed out of her. It tastes like heaven to me, coming out of my wife's cunt. Sherry coos to me and pets my head as I relish the delicacy she brought home for me.

Brenda lifts my ass from behind, spreading my legs apart and running her rubber cock between my cheeks. I feel the first pains of her penetration pressing into me, pushing my face harder into Sherry's puss.

"Nothing gets you more excited than having a big thick cock offered to you," Brenda imposes her will, in the form of suggestive thoughts, into my mind as she starts pumping me.

"Nothing gets you more excited than a nice hard cock, pulsing in your mouth. A thick dick, sliding in and out of you, an Alpha Male, dominating you like the little sissy-bitch you've always been.

"It excites because you know the reward, you cum addict. A thick, gooey, warm load of cum spewing in your mouth is what you want, what you crave. You want it gliding down your throat, or taking that warm cream all over your face so you can lick it off yourself, you slutty little bitch."

"Isn't that right?" she jams the dildo hard into me, making me moan with delight. Being spit-roasted by the two ladies I live with is getting me so fucking hot. The cum from Sherry's cunt coats my throat, and I feel tingly all over.

Brenda's right, I am addicted to this shit. How I got this way, I don't care. All I know is that I am.

"Isn't that right, bitch?" She slaps my ass hard.

"Yes, Mistress. I know it now. I'm addicted to it like you said I am."

She pumps me harder, my ass is on fire as she fucks me. I'll agree to anything she says. And she says plenty more.

"You feel happiness when a cock pumps in and out of your mouth, Mandy.

You feel delight when a man shares his manhood with you.

You feel joy when you're on your knees bobbing on cock.

You feel euphoria when a man uses you as his fuck toy.

You feel elation when a load is deposited in you.

Cock is your purpose, Mandy. Say it!"

"Cock is my purpose," I say without hesitation.

"Take pride in being a cocksucker, Mandy. Sure... only a complete bottom is below you in the sexual hierarchy... but that's okay. You're a cocksucker... there's no shame in that. Your primary sexual purpose is to suck dick and swallow load after load, as many as you can. It's just who you are, Mandy. It's just something a cum addict needs to do.

"Remember what I told you earlier. You'll still be a man, but always a sissy man. A man who serves other men, and needs to suck other men's cocks for mutual sexual pleasure and fulfillment.

"In public, you'll always be Mark, the boss's son who holds a position at work he doesn't deserve and pretends to be strong and manly. But behind the scenes, you know you're inferior to men who use you for their own pleasure... which in turn gives you pleasure... pleasure both from your inferiority and from their use of you.

"You owe your feeder your ultimate submission, because he's giving you the ultimate privilege… his cock and his cum. You're a sissy who lives for cock. Say it!"

"I'm a sissy who lives for cock," I say, my mind in total submission to Mistress. At the moment, everything she's saying rings true to me.

"I'm a cum-addicted, cock-loving sissy," I admit to Mistress, "I always have been and I always will be."

"Good Mandy, very good. Mistress will give you rule number three now. Listen very carefully."

"SISSY SUCKS COCK FOR MISTRESS, ANY TIME, ANY PLACE. SISSY'S NEXT LOAD IS ALL THAT MATTERS."

"Did you get that, Mandy?"

"Yes, Mistress. I got it."

"Say it for me."

With my cock throbbing as Mistress fucks me so intensely, and my face buried in Sherry's cum-filled pussy, I have no problem whatsoever repeating Mistress's words.

"I'll suck cock for Mistress, any time, any place. My next load is all that matters to me."

"Say it again," she grabs my hard cock, stroking me to another orgasm. I repeat the words, she tells me to say it again. I do many times. Each time I repeat rule number three, it becomes more firmly implanted in my sissy brain. I believe it, I accept it.

I've become a cum-loving sissy, hopelessly addicted to cock and cum. Mistress makes me cum a second time and I collapse into Sherry's arms. The last thing I remember is Mistress scooping my cum off the sheet and feeding it to me with her fingers.