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Sally calls the shots
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Sally soon took control of Lisa’s and Lauren’s lives. Her phone was a treasure trove of compromising photos and videos of her two perverted “girlfriends” sex play, full of feminization and masturbation and shameful perversion. It was abundantly clear that Lisa and Lauren desired exactly such a combination of cross-dressing, exhibitionism and humiliation.
Knowing all this, Sally busily worked out a new diversion, auditioning Lisa and Lauren for a secret branch of the Phi Kappa Beta sorority known as Chi Gamma Beta! Sally told the two beta boys that they would be putting on one of their dressing-up shows, stripping, masturbating and humiliating themselves for the amusement of the sorority sisters in the Phi Kappa Beta basement auditorium, seating an audience of 20 college co-eds.
Prior to the event, Sally helped Lisa and Lauren feminize themselves. First came the shaving, a thorough job, leaving no sign of masculinity remaining. All three enjoyed feeling the girls’ smooth skin freed from stubble, now flowing down the drain. Lisa and Lauren especially liked having their legs touched, especially their thighs, now silkily smooth! Although Lisa and Lauren had a few items of sexy lingerie, it took Sally’s wardrobe to fully feminize them in terms of high heels, tight, short skirts, blouses, hair extensions, lipstick, mascara, necklaces, bracelets and earrings. For over an hour Sally worked her magic on Lisa and Lauren, metamorphosing them from beta boys to sexy little she males. Once Sally was satisfied with her creations, she had them practice walking and posing and prancing in their outfits. They all had so much sexy fun that they grew confident they could successfully entertain their sorority audience.
Once the Phi Kappa Beta sisters were seated and calmed down (they were quite excited by the strangeness of the program they’d been promised!), Sally walked out onto the make-shift stage and introduced the world of bizarre, beta-male sexuality about to commence.
“Women love to be wooed and cuddled and made to feel attractive and wanted by males with status, guys with confidence, tall, smart, wealthy guys with strong bodies and good manners and, well, big cocks! But what about the other guys? What about clueless, inept, little, loser boys with itty bitty penises? What should such beta boys do, knowing their prospects with women amount to rejection and ridicule. Tonight, we’ll have a look into their world, into their strange dark universe of perversion, as they struggle to find sexual identity and pleasure themselves as they sit in front of their computers compulsively masturbating! Do you want to see two of these losers act out their perverse sex lives for you, Phi Kappa Beta sisters? Do you want to watch these Chi Gamma Beta girls humiliate themselves in front of an audience, right in front of you? Do you want to see their disgusting habits, performed right in front of you, so you get to see what’s going on in their messed up minds, in their locked dorm rooms, in their weird fantasies?”
As Sally worked the crowd into a frenzy of excitement and anticipation she called out, “Lisa, a little beta boy with a little peepee who secretly sees herself as a sissy faerie who needs to be humiliated,” and with that Sally turns on the sound system playing “Like a Virgin” by Madonna, and you walk from behind a wardrobe screen out onto the make-shift stage, strutting like a fashion model, clacking your high-heeled stilettos, prancing around the stage, stopping every few steps to strike a sexy pose, as the sisters clap and laugh and hoot and yell, “Show us more Lisa!” and you lift the hem of your skirt up little by little, exposing your sexy black stocking tops and garter belt, only to cover up again and go back to prancing, and after a dozen turns, you sit on a chair and spread your legs to reveal your enticing pink panties, stretched out with your hard on, revealing the shape of your little penis, to which you reach down and fondle.
Standing back up, you start your strip tease, unbuttoning your blouse one button at a time, eventually revealing your pink bra. You stand with hands on hips, feet apart, striking a pose, absorbing the thrill of being an exposed girl. Then you unbutton and unzip your skirt and wiggle out of it slowly shifting your hips from side to side, and there you are, in your sexiest outfit, totally on display. The sorority sisters are clapping and laughing and then calling out in unison, “Panties off, panties off, panties off!” With a grin that can’t help beaming into a smile, you turn your back and wiggle out of your pink panties, showing them just a little bit of your ass crack…. And then a bit more… more… and then all of it and you slap your ass cheeks, ten times as you shake your cute little bottom from side to side. And then you step out of your panties and toss them over your shoulder into the audience as you turn to face twenty young women, almost completely nude, but just before you turn you cup both hands over your erection. You wait and wait and wait, and then throw both hands over your head, your little willie standing as tall as it can, all three-and-a-half inches! The girls rollick with laughter, some falling off their seats. From behind you, Sally shouts, “Show them how you masturbate, beta boy!”
With your thumb and fore-finger you start jacking off, jacking off in public, in public! realizing your greatest desire and fear rolled into one, your legs shaking, struggling to keep from falling off your high heels as you stroke your peepee, feeling an intensity of pleasure both in your penis and in your brain that you’ve never known before. Sally shouts, “Move forward, right up to them, so they can see that little peepee of yours, and keep masturbating, keeping jerking yourself off, let them touch it if they want.” Just inches away from the sorority sister’s bodies and hands and faces, you stand, looking them in their eyes, jutting your hips forward, beating off, demonstrating what a totally debased and shameless masturbator you are! After thousands and thousands of hours jacking off in private, always afraid of getting caught, there you are, feminized in lingerie, beating yourself off, inches away from twenty sexy women taunting you for being an addicted masturbator, laughing at you and your little peepee and your uncontrollable urge to jerk off! One of the sisters reaches out her finger and you make room for her to touch the tip of her finger to the head of your penis; the crowd loves it! Another sister reaches out and wraps her hand around your erection and gives you a 30-second hand job that gives you such a jolt of pleasure that you involuntarily toss your head back and a girlish high-pitched yelp!
As you move from one sorority sister to the next, stroking, being stroked, reveling in the experience of a lifetime, publicly masturbating, publicly being masturbated, Sally intercedes, changing the tunes to “Venus in Furs” by Velvet Underground, announcing, “And here’s Lauren!”
I strut out from behind the wardrobe divider, pretending to be a Victoria’s Secret model, striking pose after pose, eventually walking right up behind you, Lisa, putting my hands on your shoulders, and then pressing my feminine body against yours, rotating my hips against your buttocks, moving my hands over your false bosom, pinching your nipples, my hands drift down to your hands, push them aside and then brazenly stroke your cock as the crowd yelps with excitement. Then, with my left hand still stroking you, I use my right hand to spank your ass with the other, a dozen swats, each a little harder. Then I put my left-hand middle finger in my mouth and slowly pull it out from between my pursed lips, all wet and shiny. Using your penis like a lever, I turn you around 180 degrees and bend you over at the waist, exposing your ass to the crowd. I lower my hand to your crotch from behind and run my finger along your ass crack, locate your anus, and slide my finger right up inside your asshole, finger fucking your anus while I continue to jerk your little peepee! The girls howl with laughter and shout out insults, “Sissy faggots, masturbators, queers!”
Just then Sally announces, “Lauren’s a very naughty little girl with an uncontrollable sex urge and, as you’ve no doubt noticed, Lauren likes to break taboos! She loves dressing up like the inner girl she is. It’s the only way she can feel sexy because she’s not a real man, no, she doesn’t feel sexy as a man because she’s a worthless, beta loser. “Strip out of the skirt and blouse, Lauren, let’s she you enjoy exposing your feminine body. See how she looks like a woman, moves like a woman? All except for that penis, look at that bulge in her panties” Her part male, part female body explains why she’s the kind of submissive slut that likes to be used and abused. She gets excited by being spanked. Anybody think Lauren needs a good, hard spanking? On the bare-naked ass?” And as I prance around the stage, totally feminized except for my cock, I’m feeling so dirty and sexy and anticipating the humiliation yet to come, as the crowd calls out, “Spank her, spank her on the bare-naked ass!”
At that, Sally grabs my wrist, twists my arm so I turn my back to the audience and bend at the waist as Sally yanks down my panties, exposing my ass. From her belt, she pulls out a leather strap and spanks my bare-naked ass, left cheek, right cheek… hard, harder, harder… 25 stinging swats as I wiggle and squirm and whine and moan… then Sally reaches between my legs and pulls down my rigid penis to let everyone know that I’m loving my spanking. “Can I get a volunteer?” Sally asks. A lot of hands shoot up, but one sister doesn’t wait, and eagerly runs right up to Sally, who motions to a leather flogger leaning against the wardrobe screen. The sister is pretty and athletic, and her eyes light up as she toys with the many long leather tails, feeling their movement as she practices her swing through the air.
“What’s your name, sister?” asks Sally. “Dominique,” comes the reply, and I feel a sudden pang of fear registering the meaning of her name. “You can have a dozen lashes, as hard as you like. And if he makes any sounds at all, you earn an extra six!” Sally said with a smile. Dominique strikes with a vengeance right from the first lash and I cringe with the fear that I might not be able to endure a dozen lashes without protesting. I bite my lower lip and listen for the sound of the flogger’s tails through the air, swish, whack, swish, whack, swish, whack, swish, whack, and I involuntarily move my buttocks. I was surprised to hear Dominique’s voice, “Hold still, you just earned one penalty lash; move again and the penalty doubles!” I tensed my muscles trying to keep my body rigid as the lashes continued, swish, whack, swish, whack, swish, whack, swish, whack. Strangely the room had gone silent as the sisters seemed rapt with Dominique’s performance. One of the sisters turned Lisa to watch, and she continued to masturbate slowly.
Then the final three, with the room counting in unison, swish, whack, “Ten,” swish, whack, “Eleven,” swish, whack, “Twelve!” “Now stand up and show them your red ass Lauren,” said Sally. “Don’t be rude, Lauren, thank Dominique, turn around and thank her, on your knees, slut!” Of course, I obeyed, turning so that everyone saw my aroused penis, dropping to my knees and thanking her profusely, my head turned down, looking at the floor with shame, “Thank you Dominique, thank you for spanking me so well and teaching me what a hopeless beta male I am, and what a worthless little masturbator I’ve always been.” Sally instructed, “Look at her in the eyes Lauren, and masturbate that worthless cock of yours. Let her see how much she’s excited you with her spanking. Come on, beat your meat, jack yourself off!” And then to Dominique, “Slap his face!” Dominique’s eyebrows shot upwards in surprise, but she quickly smiled and slapped me across the left cheek of my face. “Let me show you,” said Sally, rotating me to face her, “Keep masturbating,” Sally said with a scowl, and then she slapped me five times in a row, with a loud smack, smack, smack, smack, and lastly, with a force that sent my head turning, SMACK!!
“Come here Lisa!” said Sally sternly. “On your knees, facing Lauren, closer, closer… rub your cocks together. It’s called frottage, sisters, it’s what gay boys do.” Sally then fetched a bottle of baby oil, which she turned upside down and dripped a liberal amount on to our cocks and hands until it dribbled onto the floor, forming a puddle. “Let’s see who cums first, who gets another spanking, and who licks up the cum, shall we?”
As we slide our well-lubricated penises against each other generating not only the sensual pleasure from our smooth, hard erections, but also from the thoughts of what we’re doing in front of all these women, we absolutely relish the perversions that we both so enjoy, knowing that we’ve been completely feminized, totally abused and humiliated, feeling more deeply than ever before that we’d finally reached that place within each of us that can only be satisfied by being publicly exposed and debased and punished in front of a live audience that taunts us and laughs with abandon as we rub our cocks, together, yours quite tiny against mine, which the sisters commented on with enthusiasm, “Oh my God, look at how teensy little Lisa’s peepee is. She’s more like a girl with a big clit!” They start a sing-song chant, “Little girly Lisa, Little girly Lisa, Little girly Lisa!” Every once in a while, Sally uses the leather strap on your ass and Dominique uses the flogger on mine, chanting, “Come on masturbators, come on sissy faggots, do it, jerk yourselves off, what worthless masturbators, jacking each other off!”
I notice you tightening, about to explode, so I start to hump with my hips, as if I’m actually fucking your penis, and you respond in kind, both of us humping, thrusting, and we look each other in the eye and as our face muscles twitch, we nod to each other, and I open my mouth wide and stick out my tongue and you do the same and I grunt like an animal in heat, and you grunt in response as the pleasure reaches one crescendo after another, until we can’t hold back any longer, and we both erupt as one, the pleasure is almost overwhelming, as spurt after spurt squirt out, mixing my cum with your cum, and I take your hand in mine and gather up as much cum as I can and take your hand and guide it to my face and help you smear it all over my cheeks and nose and forehead, and then I lick your palm.
Even Sally just says, “Wow, sisters, that was hot!”
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Posted on : Jan 27, 2020
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