As per an earlier blog I said that I only wanted to be fucked by a man when I was dressed fem in short tight clothing with high heels.

John certainly changed that to a degree when on the forst time that we met at his place he gave me an unbelievable blow job. That feeling quickly disappeared and I did not feel inclined to ring him again and he had no way of contacting me as I had not given him my address or phone number.

Months went by and late one night feeling very lonely and so drunk, I rang John. He sounded happy to hear from me and invited me over on the next Saturday. He was inviting some trannies, gay boys and their partners. He suggested I come over a bit early so that we could talk.

I arrived at the previously agreed time and the first thing to greet me was what appeared to be a naked guy hung upside down with his ankles attached to a spreader attached to his ankles and swinging from the ceiling. He had heavy make up on a 9 inch stilletoes.  The top of his lip had 2 piercings on either side that were attched to a chain, with the other ends attached to piercings in very thinly plucked eyebrows. Although a little difficult to speak he still had the use of his tongue and bottom lip to stammer 'Would you like me to suck you off?". I thanked him/her but  declined the offer. He told me to go around the back by the side gate. By this time some more people had turned and were waiting to meet the official greeter. After looking at the people waiting I begain to feel that I very boring in my dress sense.

I walked around to the back and John was there waiting for me. He showed me to chair where there was a guy and girl also sitting. Both the guy and girl were very beautiful. She was dressed in a leather micro mini skirt and halter top that stopped under an enormous cleavage line that was supporting her bare breasts. The final part of the ensemble was pair a of super bitch boots with enormous heels and her makeup while applied heavily just added to the whole event. The guy was totally naked, pierced nipples and a cock ring. John  came back with a beer for me and introduced the couple - Robbie and Debbie. They had been married for about 6 months and Debbie had only recently found out that her husband was gay and a heavy bondage slut for males. John and Robbie had an off and on relationship going back for years.

John was up and down as the guests arrived to greet and introduce them around. The trannies were beautifully made up and had excellent clothing choices to enhance their looks. Most were accompanied by guys and/or girls. A number were actually in full time relationships with these women either married or girlfriends.

John whispered in my ear if I would be his slut for the night. I could not stay dressed the way I was. What would I have to do? Be naked and wear his collar. I said yes and he gave me a little kiss. We got up and went to the garage. This was not a normal garage to park your car. It was a full time bondage room and there were 3 guys in full leather torturing a guy's cock and balls with an assortment of pliers and ropes that had him swinging helplessly. He could not scream with the obvious pain that he was in, as there was a huge o ring secured inside his mouth as different cocks were continually shoved in there.  I must admit that the whole scene and aroma was turning me on. Musk deodorant scent mixed in with the sweat, cum and saliva along with the smell of the leather and there total helpless of the slave who on one hand was desperate for them to stop but on the other hand wanted them to hurt him even more.

John helped me undress and showed me where he had placed them in a neat pile. My strip got the attention of the torturers to the declaration of fresh meat. John told them that I was his for the night. He attached a large dog collar around my neck. He then slowly stroked my shaft that gave an immediate response. He clasped my 2 balls in their sack together and attached what looked like a cat collar and secured it. Next he attached a long lead to the cat collar and throw it over a low hanging beam. He pulled the collar tight so that I was forced to look up. I could feel my ankles being secured. With that done I was ready to make my entrance back with the other guests. One of the torturers stood behing me with a cane and used it on my arse to get me going much the same way for a horse and cart. My attempt at walking were very difficults with the restraints and the steps were very small. It felt like I was falling over all time as I shuffled along with the cane landing on my arse repeatadly. The guests clapped my humiliation as I was led over to John's chair. Sitting on the ground next to his chair was the transvestite who was previously hung upside down out the front. She had to move so that I sat closer to John. I was introduced to the tranny who was called Kerry. As with any party there was a lot of conversations and drinking going on. As the party went on some people got involved in different activities depending upon their individual vices. Partners did not seem to care. Some were fuck toys,l other were in heavy bondage. Others were just fucking each other. Kerry the tranny and I started small talk, got to know each other and I told her that I envied her in having such a great place that allowed her to cross dress so freely and show herself off. Although John's lead had me completely tethered Kerry and I were now close enough to touch each other. I just loved touching her clothing, her suspender belt and stockings. I dreamed about being dressed the same way in slutty makeup teasing the men and then being gang raped. That was not going to happen to me that night but Kerry was the fresh meat for 3 guys. They apologised in a very gentlemany way for interrupting our conversation and pushed Kerry onto her stomach and grabbed her arms. She yelled out in a mocking manner for someone to save her as they handcuffed her wrists and elbows.

They dragged her away to a table where her legs were spread and attached to the table legs. She was thrown across the table so that her arse was pointing to the sky and a rope was feed through the handcuffs and tied to a tree branch above her so that both her rear hole and mouth were ready for the fucking. She was left in that position for over 3 hours as she was continually attacked in the front and back. Not just the guys but also the girls with oversized dildoes or Kerry forced to eat their pussy. As I watched it was really interesting that every women except for one took part in fucking Kerry and the obvious delight they experienced in hurting Kerry as much as they could. For the guys it was more the fact of a good fuck.

The only person besides me not to be involved was Debbie. By now John had forgotten about me and was busily fucking Robbie. I was able to get up and sit down beside Debbie. She knew immediately I was not trying to come onto her but just wanted to talk. She told me that the gay sex was for her as she only liked doing it with guys. That was drieing up as she now knows that Robbie is a total moron only really interested in cock. Debbie seemed a really nice lady and she asked me what my vices were as I sat beside her totally naked. I totally opened up and told her about my crossdressing desires to be a full time bimbo slut, but the problem with not having the environment to dress all the time and nobody to help me look feminine and kinky. My attempts were hopeless and I would never look passable or have the guts to go out in public. She seemed to be comfortable with my kinks and assured me that if I was to start up a relationship with John he would provide me with a place to freely dress and act girly. It would also turn him on having a full time feminine dresser with a cock. She warned me that I would have to walk away entirely from my current life and become John's full time slut. That would also involve being part of his regular bondage and humiliation sessions. She then looked me in the eye and said that I know we have only met but I am sure that we could become good girlfriends (without the sex) and she would help me to become a girl. We made an arrangement to meet later in the week and talk about it again.

Debbie then warned me to prepare for my punishment as we were the only guests not yet to receive the treatment. Everyone was too scared to go near Debbie. Sure enough around 2am I am grabbed by 3 guys who tie my hands behind my back and lead my to the bondage area. My cock is harnessed and my arse hole plugged. A leather belt is attached around my waist and secured. An o ring is inserted in my mouth. The victim previously being tortured during my first visit is attached to a cross. He is wearing some sort of harness to keeps his mouth open wide and little metal leavers pushing into top and bottom of his eye sockets to stop his eyes from closing. He has electrods inserted in his anal passage and on his tongue that give out intermitent shocks. I am so scared of what they are going to do to me and there is no one here to help me. A hood is placed over my head but there are no holes to see out of it. There are holes for my mouth and nose. I panic and try to fight back. I feel the plug come to life that surges through my anal area and excites my cock. Then it stops. I feel a liquid on someone's finger going into mouth that I can not close because of the ring. It is very salty. I am told that it is the slave's cum and they wanted me to get used to it. This is the first time that I have ever had cum in my mouth. I can no longer hear anyone and I can not see. I start to feel that I am moving as I start to be lifted into the air. I know that I am pointed horizontaly but not sure why . I stop moving and feel someone's fingers in my mouth. The dildo in my arse is continually turning for a short period and then turning off. Then I feel and taste the slaves cock in my mouth. I am pushed closer to him and feel his cock further in my mouth. He is moaning as I am instructed to lick his cock. It is growing in my mouth. Someone is behind me and pushes me forward and back to arouse his cock. Never enough for the cock to leave my mouth. I am told that every time the vibrator starts in my arse I must suck the cock. Not to obey the command would result in additional pain and humiliation tomorrow. I do not know if anyone is still in the shed but everytime that thing in my arse comes to life I suck the cock. Every now and again the cock grows and go back further in my mouth as it grows. I try to spit the cock out but it is obviously restrained in some way to my o ring.

 My first night as a cock sucker.