Once inside, I taped your mouth with duct tape and bound your feet and wrists with zip ties. You began to come to as I was about to blindfold you and I paused for a moment, absorbing the fear and confusion in your eyes. Your thrashing and muffled protests only excited me more as I pulled the blindfold tight over your eyes. I then rolled you into a piece of filthy carpeting to hide you from any prying eyes. My farmhouse was a days drive from here, and I wasn't stopping till we got there. Once home, I used another quick shot of chloroform to keep you compliant while I moved you to my secret room.

once inside, I removed the blindfold and gag, and dressed you in a simple beige sari before fastening your hands and feet securely to the bed. I waited patiently for you to regain consciousness. Once your eyes opened I leaned in close and whispered " what do you desire?"
You replied " let me go! I want to leave!"
"I don't think thats true" I said, " think about it some more, I'll ask again tomorrow."
I turned off the light and left the room, locking the door behind me and leaving you alone in the dark, in the seeming silence. But I was feeding a sub audible signal of feminine affirmations into the room 24/7. You would not hear them, but they would imbed themselves into your subconscious over time.

The next day I came to you and leaned in close to your ear, close enough for you to feel the warmth of my breath and whispered, " what do you need?"
" I need to be let go!"
" No, that is what you want. I asked what do you need?" I watched you think for a moment before you replied,
" I need to use the bathroom and ... water, I need water."
I smiled and brushed the hair from your forehead, stroking your cheek softly as I replied, " of course you do darling, now that wasn't so hard was it?"
I locked your hands to a belt that I placed around your waist, a belt chained to the ceiling in such a manner as to leave you enough space to move to the corners of the room. In one corner was a toilet, just a hole in the floor so typical for this region. Next to it was a small fountain, for drinking and washing.
With muted indignation you asked, " how am I going to pee like this, how will I aim?"
" Do your best" I said, preparing to leave. " Perhaps if you squat like a girl it will be less messy".
I locked the door and left you alone again.

On the third day I came to you and asked " what do you crave?"
" I need, I mean, I crave something to eat"
I was pleased to see how willing to behave you had become, It showed a desire to please others that I find so very endearing.
" come in here Rikki." I called to the hallway. A young man entered with a tray of fresh fruits, rice and vegetables as I explained,
" Rikki is blind and mute and was near starving as a beggar when I rescued him from the streets several years ago. I nursed him to health and offered him his freedom, but he choses to remain as my houseboy. And since then he has proved to be an accomplished plaything."
Rikki blushed slightly at that.
Rikki was a well proportioned but petite young man, with a bigger than average bulge barely contained by the lacy pink panties he wore.
I sat beside you on the bed and took a ripe plum from Rikki's tray, and moved it gently to your waiting mouth. You moaned softly in appreciation with your first bite, and the translucent reddish juice ran slowly down your chin, then your neck, and disappeared beneath the collar of the sari. I continued to feed you like this until your clothing was soaked to the waist with the sweet sticky juices.
As I placed another morsel to your mouth I asked,
" other than the initial abduction, Have I harmed you in any way?"

" n..no" you stammered.

"Have I provided you everything you required?"

"y..yes"

" are you not safe and warm and sustained?"

"yes"

" Doesn't it feel good to let someone else see to your physical needs?"

"yes"

" would you like to know TRUE happiness?"

" yes"

" then stay here with me, I'll see to your every need, I'll allow you to explore your every desire without guilt. I'll teach you what is really best for you. Wouldn't you like that?"

"y.. yes, oh yes"

"Then for your own good, you must promise me not to leave until I allow it. Agreed?"

"yes"

I began to undue your restraints " very good my pet, From now on refer to me as master.
The restraints were gone now and I removed the sari.
" now lie back and let Rikki clean you up."
As I left the room I looked back to see Rikki licking the sticky juices from your body as you lay there, squirming slightly as his tongue ran over the sensitive areas. A slight smile began to grow at the corners of your mouth.
I closed the door behind me, I would never need to lock it again.

 OK.. so forty years ago I sucked a man's cock. I didn't hate it, it held a certain amount of erotic value, but it didn't get me HOT.  I'm sure I wasn't any good at it, only tried a few times and I was ( here comes the cliche') really drunk. But now I want to try again, I just want that cock attached to a feminine persona. So... I bought a realistic dildo and started to practice, and deep throat isn't as diffacult as I thought it would be. I'm only talking about 8" but its a start. When the time comes that I actually meet a transgendered girl.... the foreplay should be pretty exciting. I think about being able to get her really worked up before I flip her over and fuck her brains out.... I can dream can't I?

" Noooooo... please Master let me taste your cum"

" not yet dear, but I promise you, if you perform well today I'll let you drink your fill tonight. Right now I want you to go get dressed for a day of shopping. I'm curious to see which outfit you think will please me, so chose carefully."

"Yes Master, but shopping? you mean out in public?"

"Yes my pet, out in public. I'm throwing a party tonight for my closest associates and a few special guests and we need supplies. Its one thing to be my sissy here at home, its another to let the whole world see what you are."... I saw the fear in your eyes and continued... " Oh sweetie, don't be afraid... just give in to your feminine feelings, accept what you are and others will soon see you that way too. Of course there are those who will want to berate you for your choices,

They'll call you Faggot and Queer, but that is what you are after all... isn't it?

Don't you love to do all those depraved things that fags and queers do?

Don't you ache for a mans cock?

Is there any humiliation you wouldn't suffer for the pleasure of serving?

( answer the questions)

So in reality, they are helping you accept your place, helping you achieve ultimate submission."

"You should thank them for even noticing you."

" And always remember your courage comes from within, from the fact that... given the chance, you can bring any man sexual pleasures no woman could ever come close to providing. You can only do this because you have the greater desire... the desire to serve a man, a greater desire to worship a cock, you desire to give in to another's will. You desire to please a man willingly in ways a woman would consider beneath her."

" now get dressed and meet me in the garage. And be quick about it or there will be a whipping waiting for you."
" And by the way, I've decided to call you Kishi, short for Kishori,it means Young Damsel, no question about the gender attached to that name... Learn to answer to it."

I wondered what you would wear for your first trip out as my sub. Will you hide inside a colorful sari? Or will you choose something more frilly, or something form fitting? This would be a test of your feminine fashion sense. I chuckled to myself, knowing we'd be taking the Matchless with the sidecar. Whatever you wear, you will be fully exposed to passing traffic. Of course you'll have to ride the "Bitch pad" on the way back, the sidecar will be full of groceries. That small leather pad on the rear fender will keep you from bruising your bottom, but you'll feel every vibration directly to your genitals. It will literally "rattle your cage", and you will need to concentrate very hard to keep from being aroused, or be very uncomfortable for the whole trip.

( tell me what your wearing)

You arrived in short order and we left for the same market where your journey began a few days earlier. Once there I gave you instructions.
" You need to buy supplies to prepare a formal dinner for 12, including appetizers and desserts. Don't forget to get the proper wine for whatever you decide to serve. I'll be in the cafe across the street, be back in 1 hour. Now go."

When you returned, you find me sitting with two women, your wife and sister. You nearly drop the groceries when you see them. I imagine you want to run away and hide, but to your credit you come forward and stand before us.

( tell me what your feeling when this happens)

" I had Rikki contact your wife after the first night. Surprisingly she didn't seem terribly upset at your absence, and wanted to observe your progress herself, so I've invited them both to dinner this evening, and they agreed to join us. Now, give her a girly little curtsy and lets be off."

We returned home and you and Rikki went to prepare the meal.
" when you finish, come and find me, I have a specific outfit I want you to wear tonight."

When you came to me, I took you by the hand and led you to your room, where I sat on your bed and turned you to face me. I removed a chain from around my neck that held many small keys...
"Raise your skirt"
I reached out and grabbed you by your cage and pulled you in close. It took a number of tries but eventually I found the right key and unlocked you.
" Remove that" I commanded...

" No Master, please don....

I met your protest with a vicious slap to the face, knocking you back several steps.
"DO AS YOUR TOLD!

Whimpering like a small girl, tears rolling down your cheeks, you complied. I stripped you naked and pushed you roughly to the bathroom. What awaited you there is in direct contrast to my previous brutality. The room was lit by candles, delicately scented with incense and a warm bath of bubbles and eucalyptus oils nearly overflowed the tub. I held your arm as you lowered yourself in, once settled I begin to wash your back.

"Pay attention to the details Kishi, This is how I like my bath and it will be your job to prepare it for me and bathe me from now on." I continue to rub your body with the warm slippery bubbles.
" I removed your chastity because I'm going to use a more formal one for this evening. You must learn to trust that I will keep you properly restrained throughout your time here. You must learn that all my actions are designed to help you achieve a level of submissiveness beyond anything you can imagine. Think of it as being less than untouchable, but for sex. Show me your devotion by trusting me. I don't like to have to slap you, but when you question me, you force me to discipline you. I don't understand why you insist upon upsetting me so."

I'm washing your chest now, " Rikki will serve tonight, so you need to dress dinner. I want you to wear the chrome plated steel chastity cage, the ruby studded choker, no blouse, no panties, garters and stockings, long gloves and your highest pair of heels."

My hand is between your legs and you're beginning to get hard. " Oh my, this will never do Kishi, I suppose I should let you relieve yourself before my guests arrive, but your behavior earlier doesn't deserve a reward so... No. Let that disgusting penis go soft, lock yourself up, get dressed and join us at the dinner table."

( tell me how it feels to lock yourself up)

I'm seated at the head of the table when you arrive, to my right is your wife, to my left is your sister. Down each side of the table are seated 5 men on each side. There is a seat for you at the opposite end. A seat, but no place setting.

' AH...Kishi, please be seated"

We are all on our second glass of wine and our spirits are high, the room is raucous with voices. Six of the men are powerful business men from the community, old and fat with wrinkled faces. Two are young athletes from the local football team. The last two are huge black men, Pimps I've made the acquaintance of in my travels. I tap my glass with a spoon to get everyones attention.

Tink, tink, tink, tink,tink, tink......" ladies and gentlemen, your attention please"

" I promised you all an extraordinary experience tonight, and here she is." I motion in your direction as Rikki begins serving.
"Kishi my pet, earlier today I told you if you were good I'd let you suck your fill. You have one more task to complete, but if you succeed you get to have MY cum. No place was set for you because your task is to suck your way up the table to me....before Rikki serves dessert."

I lean back and put my arms around your wife and sister,
" the men should be easy, belt, zipper, underwear and you're there. But the ladies...they might take a little more work"
I reach my hand in each woman's blouse and begin to massage their breasts.
" This is your moment to shine my pet.. for me.. for my pleasure... show your wife, sister and these real men, what a wonderful cocksucking sub bitch you can be."
"I trust you won't disappoint me."

( tell me what your thinking )

The look of absolute submission on your face as you slipped below the table made my mouth water, my dick swelled.
It wasn't long before we all had a good laugh the first time your head bumped the table. The thought of you under the table, hungrily sucking strange mens cocks and licking pussy is delicious.
Old man Jones suddenly stiffened in his chair and let out a grunt. We all clap and cheer. We all know what you're doing and we're cheering for you. I envision you sucking like a machine, no time to worship, work it up... vacuum the cum out and move on to the next. .. small,old, wrinkled penises... young thick rigid cocks... long, fat, black cocks. And you do it...
For my pleasure.

I'm enjoying myself immensely, one of the pimps drives your head so hard against the table some wine spilled.

" Tyrell, hope you didn't knock my pretty girl unconscious"

" Hell no man! but damn! that little faggot can suck!"

Rikki began to serve the dessert, I rapped on the table to get your attention.
" You've still got the ladies to go yet and we've begun the dessert course my pet."

Before I finished speaking, your sister jumped in surprise and let out a startled yelp. I looked down just in time to see you bury your face between her legs, grunting and huffing, licking furiously, working desperately to bring her to orgasm so you could move on to your wife, and finally me. You bring me such joy, your oral skills are unmatched. Your sister trembled violently and went limp in her chair. I'm trembling at the thought of MY turn.

You brushed my legs as you crossed to your wife. She slid down in her chair slightly and said,
" ooooooh , If he'd done more of this at home, I might have been more upset when he disappeared."

"Well... just leave him with me and you can come by and use him any time" I said, but I don't think she heard me. Apparently you know her "good spots" because she's rocking her hips into you like she's riding a horse. Your working her so hard I can hear you lapping, and she cums with a moan that rises to a soft scream. You move quickly between my legs, just as Rikki removes the last dessert plate. I look down and smile.. your beautiful. Your face is slick with cum and pussy juice, eyes watering from the exertion, mascara trails down both cheeks, strings of tousled hair plastered with sweat to your face. I slide down in my chair and you lean in.....

( tell me what you do)

When you finish, I unlock your cage and allow you to jerk yourself off.....
sitting on top of the table while we all watch, enjoying an after dinner brandy with the show.

It was the seventies, I was too young to mention here, and I was wild and rebellious without a cause. I was already hitchhiking to Toronto to spend the day exploring the streets, sometimes till well after dark. One day I was walking downtown when I heard a man call out..

"JOHN!" (not my name)

I didn't turn, but a moment later I felt a hand on my shoulder...

"JOHN?"... "oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else. You really look like him, he's a good looking kid too. Say, I was just about to get lunch, can I buy you a burger?"

I was a teenage boy, I was always up for a free meal. We slipped into a dept. store lunch counter and took a booth. During lunch he asked me if I liked dirty pictures. When I said I did, he motioned for me to look under the table, where he held a pocket sized book of porn. I thought the pictures were pretty hot.

"I've got a lot more, and better stuff in my room. It's just a couple blocks from here, wanna go see?"

I followed him to a flop house hotel around the corner, and up to his room where he spread some magazines out on the bed. There were a couple of gay mags, but mostly straight stuff. I started to flip through some "Big Un's" type mag, and he kept trying to get me to lay down on the bed. He touched my leg several times and I knew sooner or later he would touch my cock. But I didn't want to lay down so I moved to a chair in the corner, magazine still in hand. He slid to his knees in front of me as I sat there, placed his hands on my inner thighs and gently opened my legs further. His hands were hot through my jeans and he crept them forward, and softly covered my hard-on with one hot hand. He squeezed slowly and my hips twitched involuntarily. I lowered the magazine, I wanted to watch, but he pushed the book back up in front of my face and said,

"Keep looking at the pictures... just look at the pictures..."

I don't remember a single picture... 

I remember the  the feel of his fingers slipping inside my waistband to un button my jeans, how slowly and gingerly he pulled down my zipper. With each movement his hands brushed against my erection. He pulled down my underwear and rubbed his stubbly cheek on me, I could feel him exhale, his warm breath caressed me. All I could think about was how close his mouth was to my cock. 

"lift up" he said and slipped his hands under my ass, grabbing my jeans at the hips and pulling them down to my ankles. I slid forward on the chair and he took me by the hips and lowered his face to my crotch. He began to lick my balls and his tongue was rough, like a cats tongue, I'd never felt anything like it before. I'd had a BJ from a girl, but this was different. He licked and sucked my balls untill his saliva was running down my ass. Then he moved to my cock, licking his way up to the tip and back down, again continuing until I was sloppy with his spit. I arched my back and spread my legs wider and he slipped his lips over my head. His tongue flicked furiously, then he began to move the tip in and out, just the head, no more. I thought I'd explode, but somehow I didn't. 

His hands were on me now, caressing my balls, stroking my now quivering cock, all the while sucking my head in and out between his lips. Suddenly he gulped me all in, I felt his rough tongue sliding on my shaft. His hands pulled me up to meet him, he gagged a little, then continued with renewed enthusiasm. I was lost in the rush of sensations, my entire being seemed focused between my legs. The delicious slipperyness of being covered with saliva, his hands sliding on my shaft, fingers tickling my balls, being enveloped by his warm mouth, moaning, slurping and gulping as he so greedily suckled my cock. He seemed to know when I was close and he'd release my cock and return to my balls untill I calmed down before beginning again. I don't recall how many times we repeated this procedure before I could take no more.

" I'm gunna cum..."  I said, expecting him to pull away and maybe finish me by hand, but he didn't.

He clamped his lips around me and began to suck me in a steady rythum. I erupted and he sucked harder, as if to pull the cum from me. I could almost feel the sperm being drawn from me, and it seemed to go on forever. He gulped and swallowed every drop, then licked me clean....

I got dressed and left quickly, but I think about that blowjob often.