In the two months since Don, my black master, and my French Mistress Bella’s boat party, we had sailed east along the southern coast of Asia on the superyacht and had recently stopped for a few days just off the coast of Koh Pha Ngan in Thailand.

I had been living my new sissy life for over half a year, and when I looked at myself in the mirror nowadays, I barely recognised the man I had left behind in Sardinia. Mistress Bella had locked my clitty up when I first met her, and I had only been unlocked once, when she swapped the already small chastity cage for a flat metal one, and subsequently threw the key away. Thankfully, I had no use for my clitty anymore, as I had blossomed into a nymphomaniac, beach bum sissy. 

My blonde hair had now grown down below my shoulders. I had been put on a strict cum-filled diet, which had somehow accentuated my skinny, toned body and perky ass. I didn’t need to shave my body anymore as I had had all my body hair lasered off in a cosmetic surgery, as well as having been injected with lip filler, which meant my luscious lips were a walking advertisement for men to feed me their cocks. Mistress Bella had also given me ear and belly piercings, which I absolutely adored. She had even tattooed my ankle with a brand, labelling me as her property. Having spent the better part of a year living on a superyacht, I had become bronzed from all my sunbathing in bikinis, which meant I had also developed some serious tan lines when naked.

I realised that this was who I was meant to be. The submissive sissy life had come a little too naturally to me, and aside from all the men and women I had been instructed to please, I had also developed a secret fling with the superyacht’s first mate, Scott.

Don had a hiring policy on his superyacht of only hiring black men, and Scott was no exception. He stood a full head taller than me, chiselled like a god, and when hard, his dong was the size of my forearm. 

Scott had told me once that prior to him setting foot on the superyacht, he had only been attracted to white girls, but the longer he had been at sea, and after meeting me, he had come to realise just how much better sissy girls were at pleasuring men. Whenever we could get some alone time, I would always end up on my knees feeding on his Mandingo cock, or he would pull my bikini bottoms to the side and cum deep in my ass.

We had promised each other to keep our fling a secret, but I knew from the knowing glances of the rest of the crew that Scott had told them about me. Thankfully, Don and Mistress Bella hadn’t found out yet. I sometimes worried about what they would do to me if they ever did. 

I was less convinced that my sissy sister, Lexi, whom I had met aboard the superyacht, didn’t know my secret. Lexi had been Mistress Bella's pet for coming on two years by now. Where we differed was that she didn't wear a chastity cage, as she had instead chosen to go on hormone replacement therapy. Over time, her clitty had shrunk, as she had gotten wider in the ass, and grown some small breasts. That hadn't stopped Mistress Bella from making Lexi have breast implants, too.

Anyway, over the past few weeks, Lexi had started making knowing comments and jokes to me about Scott whenever we saw him together. She also began to quiz me on where I had been if I had ever disappeared for a while. 

Most of the crew were leaving the superyacht tomorrow as their contracts were up, and before they headed back to their homes, Don had allowed them all to go ashore for one last blowout at the Full Moon Party on the beach in Koh Pha Ngan. After much pleading with Mistress Bella and Don, they allowed Lexi and me to join the crew at the Full Moon Party at the last minute.

I wanted to look extra sexy tonight, so as Lexi and I got out of the shower and did our makeup, I threw some party outfits onto our bed for us to dress in. Lexi handed me a white thong to match the one she had already put on. Then we each shimmied on our tight-fitting micro skirts that barely covered our asses. Mine was neon pink and Lexi's was neon purple. We each had revealing matching crop tops to complete our outfits.

As we inspected ourselves in the mirror in our room, I loved the slutty, party look we had gone for. My belly button piercing was out for the world to see, but Lexi's boobs stole the show. They were bulging out of her crop top, eager for the world to see her surgically enhanced tits.

We kissed each other, and then Lexi whispered in my ear before winking, "I'm sure Scott is going to love your outfit."

I could feel myself blushing a little before she continued, "Come on. Let's go and party!"

We headed up to the rear deck, where all ten of the crew and Scott were already boarding the tender. Mistress Bella was waiting by the rear to wave us off.

"Have fun tonight, girlies," she shouted at us as the tender pulled away. "Make sure to behave yourselves!"

As the tender bumped along the waves, Scott had sat next to me, and as we spoke, he placed his big, black, manly hand on my soft, hairless, suntanned thigh. None of the other crew seemed to notice, but I caught Lexi's eye, and she gave me a wink.

We could now hear the beating music from the beach, and thousands of people dancing. As we pulled into the beach, I realised that we would have to hop into the water to climb ashore. Scott led the way, and his black, muscular crew followed suit. Once in the water, the last two men turned around to Lexi and me, offering to carry us to shore. Not wanting to be rude, I graciously accepted their advance and leaned over the shoulder of one of them so he could give me a fireman's lift to the beach. As he waded through the water, I thought I felt one of his hands wander up my already short micro skirt and squeeze my tiny locked clitty and balls through the white thong I was wearing, sending shivers of excitement through my body.

Once we were all safely on the beach, I took in our surroundings and saw pure carnage. People were partying as far as my eyes could see, people drinking and smoking, fire shooting out of cannons into the air. I could even see a few Thai ladyboys among the throng of people. I wondered if they knew Lexi and I were like them.

We all headed to a bar and grabbed some drinks, which tasted like they were about 50% alcohol, before heading to one of the stages to dance. I could already feel the effects of the drink as we began dancing in a circle of the black crew, with Lexi and me in the middle. After a while, the circle broke up, and I positioned myself between Scott and another of the crew who towered over me. The crew member pulled something out of his pocket and lit it before taking a long smoke. I was already so hot from the dancing as I ran my hands along his and Scott's chiselled bodies. The crewmember took another drag from it before passing it to Scott over my head, who took a few puffs from it before handing it down to me. 

As I sucked on it, I realised I was smoking a joint. I could feel my chest clenching up, and in seconds, I had to cough all the smoke out. The weed sent me into overdrive, and soon enough, I had my ass pressed up against Scott's crotch, grinding on him to the beat of the music, as his black crew member pressed up against my front, dancing. I could feel Scott stiffening under his shorts.

I couldn’t take the tension anymore, so I turned around and went on my tiptoes to whisper into Scott's ear, "Let's go find somewhere more private."

Staring down at me, he just nodded. So, I took Scott's hand and led him out of the swarm of people dancing. We went behind some stalls where we were alone, but could still see passersby, and I jumped up on him, wrapping my legs around his manly waist and started kissing him. He kissed me back with the hunger and ferocity only a black alpha male can. 

With his hands squeezing my ass cheeks, he lowered me to the ground. Not needing any guidance, I squatted in the sand next to a palm tree and pulled out his hard black member. As I took his mushroom head in my lips, I massaged his big, droopy balls in my hand. I hadn't been this horny in ages, and before long, I was gargling on his dong. A random partygoer had spotted us and came over for a better look at what we were doing.

Scott had spotted him, and wanting to put on a good show, started crab-walking me backwards with his cock still in my mouth. I felt something solid pressing against my head and realised it must have been the trunk of the palm tree. With nowhere to move, Scott then rammed his big black cock down my throat. I could feel his balls pressing against my chin before he pulled out slightly, allowing me to breathe, and then slammed them back into my chin.

As he fucked my throat, I leaned against the palm tree for balance as I squatted in between his legs. Finally, he pulled his saliva-stricken dong out of my mouth. I could see that another two passersby had congregated to watch the show.

"Give me some of that hungry ass to cum in, girl," Scott panted.

Not needing any encouragement, I bounced up and bent over, sticking my bum out for my black man. Scott pulled my tight neon-pink micro skirt up over my ass, so it wrapped around my waist, revealing the white thong I was wearing. He pulled it to the side and plunged in.

As he stretched my sphincter, I had to press my hands against the tree for ballast. The initial pain from being split open hit as I could feel him burying his thick cock farther and farther into my sissy ass. Finally, he stopped plunging deeper as I felt his balls pressing against me, too.  He held still for a minute as my body got used to the internal rearranging, and the pain subsided. 

He started his thrusts slowly, working his length in and out of my loosening asshole. Our show had attracted some more spectators, and I could see people enjoying what they were watching in every direction. I loved being a slut for the crowd, and as Scott picked up his thrusts, I began shoving my ass back down his long black cock, begging to be filled. 

I wondered if any of the unknown spectators knew I was a sissy girl. With my flat metal chastity cage on underneath my white thong that was still covering my front, it would have looked like a skinny blonde, white girl was being fucked by a big black mandingo.

A few of the spectators were saying words of encouragement to both of us as we worked up a sweat. Then suddenly I saw a flash of a camera. As my eyes readjusted to the dark, I realised it was Lexi, my sissy sister, who had taken the photo. Fuck, she finally knew and had proof of my secret fling with Scott.

I couldn't go over and beg for her to keep my secret, as Scott was too busy enjoying impaling himself in me, and besides, I now had a crowd to please.

Scott was fucking me with all his might now, and I knew he was close as his grunts grew louder. As the crowd was jeering their encouragement, he buried his cock in my sissy womb and exploded. I could feel his pulsating dong with my sphincter. 

As we panted, recovering from our show, I gently eased off his softening cock, until it popped out of my ass. I pulled the back of my thong in place so it was covering my ass again, then got down on my knees and cleaned him up. 

I heard someone from the crowd that had formed shout, "That's one hungry slut you have there, brother!"

Having cleaned Scott up sufficiently, I stood back up and shimmied my neon pink microskirt back down to provide me with some modesty once again. Scott then grabbed me by the waist as we walked back adoringly into the main dancing crowd to find the rest of the crew. 

We spent the next few hours dancing, drinking and smoking some more. Every so often, I could feel some of Scott's seed ooze out of my asshole and into the lining of my thong. I struggled to find Lexi among the dancing ravers, but whenever I got close to her to beg her to keep my secret, she disappeared back into the crowd.

It was late by the time the crew had decided they had had enough of the Full Moon Party, so we all clambered back onto the tender and headed back to the superyacht. Lexi had intentionally sat as far away from me as possible on the boat. I had this growing pit of anxiety building in my stomach that she was going to tell Mistress Bella about Scott and me. I just hoped that if I were going to be punished, it wouldn't be too severe.

Back on the superyacht, the ten black crew members all stumbled back to their quarters, intoxicated and high off the party. Lexi had disappeared as soon as she set foot on our home. Which left me with Scott and Don. 

Don, the big black owner of the superyacht and my master, had wanted to speak to Scott about the new crew joining tomorrow in the main lounge. So, I chose to perch on the armrest of one of the sofas there as they talked business.

After a while, I jolted to attention when I heard the unmistakable husky French voice of Mistress Bella behind me announce to the room, "A little birdie told me that Olivia has been whoring herself out behind her mistress's back."

I swivelled around in panic. Behind me stood Mistress Bella, strutting into the room holding Lexi's phone, with her in tow, too. I spun back around to Don and Scott as Mistress Bella walked in between us. Everyone was staring at me. Don, Mistress Bella and Lexi all looked at me disapprovingly, while Scott just sat in his chair as cool as ice.

"I have proof too," Bella continued, as she shoved the phone in Don's face.

Don leaned forward and inspected what he could see. He gave me a stern glance before slowly turning to Scott.

Then he asked, "Is there something you want to tell me?"

Scott stiffened in his chair for an eternity before finally responding, "Sir, this evening I fucked Olivia whilst we were at the beach."

I felt like I was boiling over with embarrassment of being caught red-handed. Not knowing where to look, I laid my eyes on the ground at the feet of Don.

Continuing his interrogation, Don next asked, "Has this ever happened before?"

Then Scott blurted out the whole truth, "Sir, Olivia and I have been hooking up in secret ever since you instructed her to suck my cock after dinner, all those months ago. I don't know if it was because I had been aboard this ship for so long, without the soft touch of a real woman, but something that night changed in me. That, coupled with constantly seeing two fine ass sissy girls daily in their bikinis, sent me into overdrive. Heck, down in the crew's quarters, all we talk about is how much we want to fuck Olivia and Lexi."

Don took a moment to take in everything he had just heard, then slowly said, "Disappointing, but not entirely unsurprising that this would happen at some point."

"What do you have to say for yourself, bitch?" he then spat out.

I looked up as I realised Don was addressing me, then stuttered out, "Sir, I'm sorry. This cage you locked my clitty up in just makes me so horny, and if a big black guy wants to fuck me, who am I to say no?"

"Spoken like a true slut," Don fired back.

There was a brief pause in my trial before Don passed his judgment. "Scott, I want you to take this sissy downstairs to the crew quarters and tell your buddies to break her and use her in any way they see fit."

I was silent in panic upon hearing that. One black guy was fun. Two, I had done before, and that left me aching, but ten big, muscular black men? I wasn't sure I would be able to handle that.

As Don saw the panic in my face, he wryly remarked, "Tell them... It's a parting gift from me."

"Yes, sir," Scott responded.

With that, he rose from his chair and offered his hand to me as he led me downstairs. As we entered the mess, I saw that all ten of the crew were there, sitting around, still drinking. As all their eyes spotted me, they went silent. 

Scott pushed me into the centre of the room, then announced, "From the boss. He says to use this sissy girl as you see fit."

I was surrounded by big black muscular men, dressed skimpily in my neon pink bralette, microskirt and cum-stained white thong. One of the crew stood up slowly, followed by the other nine, as they circled me.

I felt some hands behind me groping my ass, as a finger poked through my thong into my sissyhole. Another of the black juggernauts reached under the front of my microskirt and wrapped his hands around my flat metal chastity cage. Another two men began feeling up my chest and pinching my nipples through my bralette. 

Some of the crew were commenting pure filth. One quipped, "I've been waiting a long time to ruin your holes, slut." 

The black juggernaut who had been squeezing my tiny, locked clitty let go and began slapping my little, swollen balls. Before I had time to recoil in pain, the two men who had been playing with my nipples pulled my bralette off above my head, revealing my nipples. The ball-slapping black juggernaut then dropped his trousers, revealing his manhood to the circle of black men.

Someone behind me pushed me down to my knees, so that I was face-to-face with his cock. I took it in my mouth, as I looked up and all I could see was a sea of black men staring hungrily down at me.

As I worked my mouth up and down the top half of the black shaft, the rest of the black muscular crew were dropping their trousers and getting naked. I had never seen so many big black penises in one place, and I was surrounded by them.

Still bobbing up and down on the black juggernaut's dong, I grabbed hold of the two nearest cocks with my hands and began jerking them off. I peeled off the cock in my mouth and moved left to the black snake in my hand and wrapped my lips around that. At the same time, someone shoved their dick into my free hand, signalling they wanted me to jerk them off. 

I continued like this until I had tasted five different massive anacondas. Then suddenly, someone yanked on my long blonde hair, pulling me off the dick in my mouth. As I leaned back, still holding on to the two cocks in my hand, someone behind plunged their black dong into my wide-open mouth. 

Still kneeling, with my back arched, and two dicks in hand, this new cock was ramming in and out of my mouth. All I could see were the heavy black balls attached to the cock swinging back and forth and the ground beneath them. 

When the heavy black swinging balls man grew bored, he let go, allowing me to kneel back upright, just as I felt another big hand on the back of my head shove me onto a black pole right in front of me. The hand kept pressing until I had buried the pole in my throat, and I had a face full of black man pubes. The hand on my head held me down, throat stuffed, as I was overwhelmed by all the horny black men around me. 

I was suffocating on black cock as I could feel tears running down my face, smearing my makeup. Just as I thought I was about to pass out, the hand disappeared, and I recoiled to breathe, causing an eruption of spit from my mouth. That only encouraged the black crew, as I felt myself being showered in their spit, too, as well as some degrading comments.

Then I felt another hand on my head, ramming my throat onto another big black cock and holding me in place as I tried to stick my mouth out to lick the balls at the base of it. He eventually let go, and when yet another dong appeared before me, I knew what they wanted me to do. 

I felt someone pulling me up at my waist, as I still had the cock in my mouth, and once on my feet, my neon pink microskirt was being yanked down, leaving me just wearing my cum stained white thong. 

I felt the searing crack of a massive tough black man's hand slapping my ass cheeks, and then I was pulled off the cock in my mouth and thrown onto the sofa next to me. I positioned myself so that I was leaning over the back of the sofa, with my ass in the air and my head over the back for easy access. 

Three black men appeared behind the sofa, and taking my cue, I took the one in the middle in my mouth and jerked the two other glistening dongs in my hands. Someone was yanking at my cum-stained white thong, giving me a wedgie, and then I heard it tear as the thong was ripped off my body.

Hands were groping my ass and tiny locked clitty again, as my mouth ached from being used. It was already tired, and these guys were just warming up. Hands were spreading my ass cheeks apart, revealing my bare asshole, then I felt the familiar feeling of someone spitting onto my rosebud.

With girthy black dicks on both hands, and one ploughing my mouth, I felt another hard one pressing against my hole. I slightly pulled off the one that had been at the top of my throat, and the cock behind me rushed into my ass. I guess my earlier fucking from Scott had loosened me up, and whatever cum of his I still had inside of me had lubed up the black cock now impaling my sissyhole. 

The black crew member in my ass took a few pumps and then pulled out. I was immediately filled by another black cock. This one was longer but slightly thinner, and I felt his bell end hitting the top of my sissy womb. I peeled off the cock in my mouth to turn and see what was going on behind me and saw most of the other crew lining up behind the man fucking me, as they massaged their glistening black monsters. 

The two men I had been jerking off had fallen into the back of the queue, as I turned back and took the dong in front of me in my sore mouth once again. Just as the long, thin black cock left my ass, I felt another plunge in. Although I was already exhausted, I would be lying if I said I wasn't loving being spit-roasted by black alpha men, as they queued up to fuck me. 

The fuck train continued until I was fairly sure most of the black crew members had tried my ass at least once. Then I felt some rough hands grab my hips and pull me off the sofa, as another man lay down on it with his thick black pole standing to attention in the air. 

I clambered back to the sofa in my cock craze and sat on the pole, then leaned back onto the big, muscular black man beneath me so that my flat, locked clitty was in the air for all to see. He took my body in his big, firm hands and rode me on his cock like a pogo stick. Another black weapon appeared by my face, so I took the tip of it in my mouth, as I moaned from the pleasure of being manhandled. 

Another guy climbed onto the sofa, as he flopped his glistening dong onto my locked clitty, and began slapping my swollen balls with it. Staring at what was happening at this angle, I marvelled at how much bigger this black man's cock was than mine. 

Then he did something I thought impossible and proceeded to shove his cock into my already black dick stuffed ass. I had to let the dick in my mouth go as I squealed from being stretched by two black men in my ass. I was being split wide open as the two crew members worked in tandem, ramming their cocks in and out of my asshole. 

I lay there with my legs in the air, squealing, as I watched two men fuck my ass ravenously. The guy behind me pulled his cock out of my ass as I saw cum streaming out of his black cock, as he unloaded all over my flat, locked clitty. 

I was just thankful to only have one black cock in my ass now. The man underneath me was still impaling himself in me hard, as he carried my entire body in his big, muscular arms. Two cocks appeared on either side of me, so I grabbed hold of them for dear life, as I was tossed up and down. 

I heard the man underneath me groan, "I'm gonna nut."

Then he dropped me onto the base of his big black cock and let go of me as I felt him splurging his seed deep in my ass. 

Once the cock inside me had finished painting my insides, I pulled myself up off the spent crew member and crawled along the floor of the mess to the other sofa where another two chiselled black gods were sitting, stroking their cocks, enjoying the show. I could feel the second load in my ass as I clenched, trying to keep it all inside of me. 

Once at the feet of the two Adonises, I took one in my mouth as I wrapped my hands around the other cock. Someone knelt behind me and inserted himself into my cum filled ass. Already lubed up from the spunk inside and loosened up from the previous fuckings, this mystery bbc slid in easily.

The mystery bbc in my ass slammed in and out as he prodded my prostate. I was so engulfed in cock and was loving it. I was working my mouth lower and lower onto the dong in front of me, and when coming up for air, playing with his tip with my tongue. 

I could tell the man in front of me was enjoying my tongue work as I could feel him start to twitch. Not wanting to miss a drop, I took him back in my mouth as he came. His salty, silky load coated my mouth, and when I pulled him from my lips, I made sure to stick my tongue out to show him his sperm. 

I wiggled off the cock in my ass and turned around to face the mystery black cock that had been fucking me. His big rock-hard cock was coated from the previous load that had been deposited in my ass. I was eager to see what it tasted like, so I took the rock-hard cum covered cock in my mouth. 

I proceeded to lick and clean all the cum off the black cock and was delighted at how much sweeter this cum was than the one I had just eaten. Once clean, he bunched up my long blonde hair and used it as a purchase to fuck my face. 

I had forgotten about the other black guy I had been jerking off on the sofa, but he saw my open ass as an invitation and wrapped his hands around my waist and inserted himself into me. The two black men worked together. When the man behind me shoved me down on the cock in my ass, the man in my mouth eased up. Only for once, the cock in my ass was balls deep, then the man in my mouth shoved my head back into his pubes, swallowing his cock in its entirety. 

We continued like this for a few minutes, until the black man gripping my hair let go, pulled his cock free of my mouth and painted my face with cum. He was a heavy cummer, as he shot load after load at my face, even hitting me in the eye. 

Almost immediately, I felt the man in my ass slam his balls into me one last time and squirt inside me. 

As I slowly worked my way up and down his softening shaft, I was exhausted from the workout so far. I had semen running down my face and could only see clearly out of one eye. However, I saw 5 horny black men towering above me, all standing to attention. Fuck, how was I only halfway through the crew? 

The largest of the black men scooped me up from the floor and laid me down on the table in the middle of the mess. As he lined himself up between my legs, I sat up slightly and peered over my locked clitty and swollen balls and saw the largest cock I had ever seen. His piece of meat was well over a foot long and super girthy. 

He plonked his weapon down on top of my flat chastity cage and rubbed his humongous black cock in the spunk one of his crew members had already plastered me with there.

He joked, "I've never seen a dick as small as yours. You may as well not have one at all."

In that moment, when comparing my puny clitty to his, I had to agree. 

I scraped some of the cum off my face and rubbed it onto his monster cock. Once he had as much of his crew members’ cum as possible on his goliath weapon, he lined himself up and began pressing into my ass. Even with all the fuckings I had received so far this evening, my sphincter burned as he stretched me wide open. I couldn't stop squealing, as I clenched the edge of the table. 

One of the crew shoved their dick in my mouth as he told me off, "Shut up, bitch. You're ours now."

As his cock filled my mouth and muffled my squealing, I could feel my sphincter relaxing a little as I became accustomed to the humongous black cock stuffing my ass.  

After a minute of the monster cock working in and out of me, thankfully, the pain subsided. As he filled my ass, I could feel the top of his black weapon rubbing against my prostate. I had never had something in my ass which put such pressure on my prostate, and as he fucked me, I could feel myself begin to cum. 

My whole body was spasming around the monster cock in my ass and the other black cock in my mouth. Sissy juices were leaking out of my clitty and were making a mess of my flat metal chastity cage. 

Upon the incredibly well-endowed black man realising the mess I had made, he called down to me, "You're pathetic."

Then he spat onto my locked clitty and the pool of my sissy juices and pulled out of my ass. I lay on the corner of the table, ass gaping wide open, covered in cum, as the four other black men now took turns fucking me.

After the stretching I had just received, I barely felt anything down there as the black cocks took turns in my ass. Each time one pulled out, I pulled my cheeks apart and held my gape until another big black cock was balls deep in me. 

The humongous black cock eventually came back for more. With my legs wrapped around his shoulders and his massive hand on my neck, he fucked me hard and fast. I could feel him pressing against my prostate again, and just before I was about to cum for a second time, he did. His entire body tensed up, and his grip on my neck tightened. My ass swelled even more from his load impregnating me. Finally, he came to and released me before pulling out. 

Someone grabbed hold of my long blonde hair and dragged me off the table so that I was now kneeling on the ground. I was surrounded by the last four remaining black dicks that hadn't cum yet. I could feel cum pouring out of my ass and dripping onto the floor, as my sphincter struggled to close up.

Each of the last four black crew members took turns fucking my face, as I tried to jerk off any free cock I could grab. One of the men buried my head down to his pelvic bone, before quickly releasing me and letting another dong enter my mouth.

As I worked my way up and down the shaft in my mouth, the man who had just stuffed my throat let out an almighty grunt and shot his load onto me. I could feel it making contact with my forehead. I didn't break focus on the cock I was already servicing, as I could feel the spunk running down into my eyes.

My eyes were cum caked and blurry now, but I kept bobbing up and down on the black dong in my mouth. Suddenly and unexpectedly, I felt his eruption in my mouth. His silky spunk filled every crevice in my mouth, and unable to take any more, it spilt out of my mouth. When he finally pulled free, the majority of the cum he had deposited in my mouth gushed out and dribbled down my body.

I must have looked a mess. Trying to see through the cum in my eyes, I could still see the outlines of two black men standing beside me. I felt a dick being shoved into my cum coated mouth, for two or three thrusts before he too pulled out and sprayed his load into my face. 

The last man just towered over me, furiously wanking his big black cock, until he shot his load all over me. 

I knelt there panting, with ruined makeup, cum all over my face and body, and a ruined asshole that had poured copious amounts of cum onto the floor beneath me, naked except for my flat metal chastity cage. 

As I struggled to regain my composure, I heard someone clapping at the other end of the room.

"Well done, boys. I think you taught this slut a very well-deserved lesson," the husky French voice called out.

It was Mistress Bella. I could see her outline move toward me with my blurry eyes, as she pulled me to my feet and helped me up the stairs. Each step felt like a mountain in my exhaustion.

"Pack your bags and get some rest tonight, Olivia," Mistress Bella quipped. "Tomorrow, I'm kicking you off the superyacht."

I turned to her, not understanding what she had just said.

She continued, "You see, I have no need for a sissy that I can't trust. You're going to have to make your own way in life now."

She led me back to my room, where I collapsed onto the bed.

I contemplated how I had gone from being a straight white boy to being a chastity-locked gangbang sissy whore in just over half a year. I had no idea what I would do with my life. I sure as hell couldn't go back home to my family. 

I was penniless and on the other side of the world from where I had started my travels.

All of the keys to my flat metal chastity cage had been thrown away, so I sure as hell couldn't take that off and try to regain some composure of the man I used to be. 

As I lay there and thought some more, I realised that the superyacht had changed me. I actually loved the sissy life, and I sure wasn't going to quit it just because Mistress Bella and Don weren't in my life anymore.