Prologue

I walked into the executive offices and looked at the
managing director’s PA. She was a slightly plump very
pretty blonde in her early twenties, dressed in a smart
business suit with a white blouse and dark, sheer, hose,
probably tights. I knew that I would have three days at
the company and I needed somewhere to stay and some
amusement. To fill in time before my meetings started,
using my security clearance I checked the personnel
records and made a note of her address. I also discovered
that her husband was an accountant working in the same
company. When the managing director took me on a tour of
the building I made sure that I spoke to the young
husband who seemed flattered by my attention.

At the end of the afternoon I wished the pretty PA good-
night and returned to my hotel where I had a shower and
mentally prepared for the events which were to unfold
over the next couple of days …

Chapter 1

At precisely six thirty I walked up the garden path and
rang the bell. Almost at once Derek opened the door
recognising me immediately with surprised shock. I gave
him one glance and walked past him into the hall. On my
right through an open door I could see Susan standing in
a comfortably furnished sitting room dressed in a low-cut
tight-fitting black cocktail dress which outlined her
breasts beautifully. It was about three inches above the
knee. Her neat legs were encased in sheer black nylon
with shiny patent shoes with about a four-inch heel. She
had had her hair styled and it fell in soft blonde waves
to her shoulders. They were clearly about to go out for
the evening. I smiled at her and without hesitation
walked up to her and took her in my arms turning her
around so that I could watch Derek while I played with
her. I put my lips to hers and pressed slowly and
insistently with my tongue against her closed lips. She
pulled her sweet mouth from mine. “Please don’t” she
whispered “you can’t!.” I pressed my lips back on hers
more insistently, her lips parted and I began to explore
her mouth again in a slow deep kiss while I dropped my
left hand to her arse and began to knead her plump little
bottom. I raised my right hand to her left breast and
began to deliberately feel her through her thin dress.
Her eyes opened wider but I just held her and carried on
exploring her charms.

Derek took a deep breath and stepped forward. “Wait a
minute you bastard..” he began. I let go of Susan and met
him as he came towards me. Without warning I slapped him
hard across the face and punched him deep in the solar
plexus knocking all the wind out of him. He gave a deep
gasp. I pushed him down on to the sofa where he sat
clutching his stomach. “Just you sit there and don’t move
till I tell you” I snarled. Susan was looking at me in
horror. Derek gave a shout, struggled up from the sofa
and rushed towards me again. I punched him hard in the
stomach and seized him by his rather long soft hair.

I slapped his face hard, back and forth. “Please stop”
Susan screamed. I threw him back down. “Now stay there
like I told you” I snarled again. I turned back to Susan
and pulled her towards me. My lips met hers again and her
mouth reluctantly opened under my demanding caress and I
could feel her beginning to pant with fear. I was in no
hurry now. Susan stood rigid with shock as I gave her
another deep kiss while I felt her buttocks and, watching
Derek looking at me with hatred and fear in his eyes, I
winked at him and began to thoroughly fondle his wife’s
cute breasts through the thin material of her dress.

I took my mouth from hers but kept my hand on her plump
little bottom, moving my hand into the cleft between her
cheeks. I pressed slowly but insistently and she
reluctantly opened her legs a little. “Please let me go”
she begged quietly. I smiled at them both. “That’s a good
girl” I said continuing to knead her neat left breast. I
suddenly let her go and stepped away from Susan, leaving
her gasping. I walked over to a big leather chair and sat
down comfortably.

I looked at Derek. “Get me a beer” I ordered. He looked
bewildered and did not move while Susan stood where I had
left her. “Susan, you stay just as you are” I said, and
looked across at Derek. “Don’t make me have to tell you
again” I said with some menace. That was enough. He got
up and went to the fridge where he poured my drink and
brought it to me. I let him put it down on a small table
by me and sat looking up at him thoughtfully. “Derek” I
said quietly ” I’ve been in your house for less than ten
minutes. In that time I have kissed your wife, felt her
bottom and fondled her breasts while you just sat and
watched. You’re not much of a man are you to let me do
that, are you?” He looked down at me miserably and then
across at Susan. “Well?” I asked “I’m waiting.” “No, not
much” he said quietly. “And you’re not good enough for
Susan are you” I asked. “No” he muttered. “Fine” I said
briskly “since you’re not much of a man you shouldn’t be
wearing men’s clothes. Go upstairs, get undressed, put
one of Susan’s nightdresses on and come back down here.”

He looked at me with shock in his eyes and Susan just
gaped at us with her mouth open. “Get on with it Derek”
I dismissed him. “I won’t tell you again.” He slowly
walked out of the room.

I motioned to Susan. She came over and stood in front of
me trembling. “Susan” I said, “take off your dress.” “I
just can’t” she whispered wretchedly “it would be so
wrong, so sinful to make me betray Derek after what you
are making him do.” “I think you can, you know, and you
better do it quickly” I said putting some quiet menace
into my voice. She sobbed and reluctantly reached behind
her for the zip and pulled it down and worked the dress
down over her hips so that it fell round her ankles. I
smiled up at her. She was an erotic sight in a sheer
thin black bra through which I could see her nipples
protruding, high-cut thin black panties pulled deep into
her cunt the fleshy outer lips of which I could see
clearly defined through her sheer black tights. “Well
Susan, don’t you look sexy” I asked, mockery in my tone.
She looked miserably down at me in acute embarrassment.

The door opened and Derek came in. He looked rather
foolish but very cute in a peach coloured shortie nightie
which reached to just below his hips and a pair of
matching clinging panties that clearly defined his prick
and balls. There didn’t seem to be much there! He was
blushing with humiliation at having to appear like that
in front of Susan. He stopped short and gasped when he
saw his half-naked wife standing in front of my chair.

“Come over here” I ordered. He approached me gingerly.

“Take off your panties, you won’t be needing them.” He
silently complied and stood awkwardly, not knowing what
to do with his hands. I motioned for him to lift the hem
of his nightie, which he reluctantly did. I looked at his
little boy’s cock. It was no more than three inches long
and quite thin. His balls were tight with fear. “Well”, I
said “if that is all Susan has been getting she is in for
a treat. Just you kneel down where I can see you in front
of me and keep watching us. Don’t turn your eyes away for
a moment.” He walked past Susan and knelt down by her as
I had ordered. I reached up and took Susan’s hand and
drew her trembling body down on to my knee. I sat her
with her knees pointing to the right towards her husband
and I motioned for her to put her right arm round my
neck. I put my left arm round her under her armpit and
straight on to her breast which I began to feel slowly
and deliberately though the thin material of her bra.

She became tense and rigid on my lap and gave a loud gasp,
followed by quiet sobbing but I felt her nipple begin to
erect under my palm. “Give me a nice kiss, Susan” I said
quietly. She looked at me helplessly and reluctantly
raised her lips to mine and I began to thoroughly explore
her hot little mouth while I was feeling her. She began
to pant into my mouth and I could begin to smell the
unmistakable tang of a woman excited despite herself. I
removed my lips and smiled down at her furious young
husband. “I think that your wife is beginning to like
this Derek” I said maliciously “can you smell her?”

Susan blushed a fiery red but I did not release her.
He didn’t answer but looked as though he was about to
cry. I put my right hand halfway up the inside of
Susan’s plump right thigh and gently spread her legs.
She watched me tensely but was too afraid of me to stop
me. I lowered my lips to hers and began to kiss her again
while I moved my right hand slowly up the inside of her
right thigh towards her quivering cunt enjoying the
sensuous feeling of the sheer tights on my roving hand. I
could see her looking past me at her husband as, keeping
my left hand firmly on her breast, I moved my right hand
up between her thighs and cupped her cunt through her
tights and panties. She gasped into my mouth. I took my
lips from hers and looked down at Derek. “Please don’t”
Susan begged “no-one but Derek has ever touched me there.
It is a great sin.”

“Your wife has a lovely cunt” I said “and I think that,
from the smell of her, she likes having it felt.” Susan
gasped and the blush spread to her shoulders as I moved
my hand into the waistband of the tights and slowly but
insistently pushed both tights and panties down her
thighs. I moved her thighs further apart and, looking
down at Derek, I pushed two fingers deep into Susan’s
cunt and began a slow finger-fuck. She gasped again but
did not dare to close her thighs. Her clinging cunt
rapidly became moist and she began to breathe quickly and
shallowly. I could see the blush beginning to spread from
her cheeks and shoulders towards her breasts as I carried
on finger-fucking the horrified sobbing little blonde.
She gave a sudden shudder and came in my hand. “There you
are, Derek” I said “That was pretty easy.” I let her rest
for a moment. I still had one hand on her breast and the
other on her soft hairy mound with my fingers up her
cunt. She calmed down and looked miserably down at her
humiliated husband. “I’m so sorry, Derek” she said “I
just couldn’t help it.” I smiled at them both. “It didn’t
take much though , did it?” I asked.

I relaxed and picked up my drink. “Take off your bra,
Susan” I ordered. She hopelessly reached behind her and
opened the catch, quietly sobbing, and slid the bra down
her arms dropping it beside her on the floor. I looked
down at her medium-sized breasts. They were a nice shape
with uptilted nipples surrounded by rather large dark
pink areolae and hardly any sag. “Your wife has beautiful
breasts Derek, don’t you think?” I asked. The young
couple looked at one another and Derek quickly wrenched
his eyes from those of his young frightened wife. “Well?”
I asked. “Yes she has” he reluctantly muttered. I swung
Susan round so that her back was to me and her open
thighs on either side of mine. Her husband was looking
straight up into her wet cunt. I could smell the sweat
from the miserable young wife as I pulled her back
against me and kissed her shoulder and neck under her
hair. I looked straight down into her husband’s eyes as I
put both arms under hers and cupped her bare breasts. I
began to thoroughly feel her as I looked down at her
husband. “You’re right, your wife has a choice pair of
tits, Derek” I said, deliberately crudely. “I think,
going by her nipples, that she likes having them felt.”
She gasped and tensed again on my lap as her nipples
erected involuntarily under my touch as I casually pulled
and twisted them. Susan gave a gasp of mingled pleasure
and pain. “I could play with your tits all day darling ”
I said. “Let me go please” Susan whispered wretchedly
blushing at the endearment and looking down at her
helpless husband “I’ve never done anything like this
before.”

I moved Susan around so that she was back in her original
position on my knee, put my hand back on her cunt and
began a gentle finger-fuck and lowered my mouth to her
left breast. I began to deliberately suck her breast
teasing her nipple with my teeth while I watched her
husband squirm. I moved from one breast to the other
sucking hard until both nipples were fully erect and
despite herself Susan was breathing heavily again. Derek
watched his wife unhappily as I played with her. She was
beginning to sweat and was getting excited again in spite
of her repressions. I gave her another deep kiss as her
husband knelt and watched his blonde childhood sweetheart
virtually naked on another man’s lap with his fingers up
her cunt. I took my mouth from hers and smiled down at
Derek. Susan’s legs parted further and she threw her head
back against my shoulder and gave a deep groan as I
buried three fingers deep in her wet cunt. “I think she
likes that” I said. I let her relax, fingering her cunt
with the other hand gently fondling her soft springy
breast. “Please forgive me Derek” Susan begged “I can’t
help it. He is making me do it.”

“I think that it’s time we went upstairs” I said. “Derek,
you go first, lie on your bed and wait for us.” I watched
him reluctantly obey. When he had gone I motioned for
Susan to stand up which she did on shaking legs. She was
now just dressed in high-heeled shoes with her black silk
panties and tights pushed halfway down her plump young
thighs. She looked fantastic, her lowered knickers giving
her a kind of exciting slutty air. I picked her up in my
arms with one hand round her, under her armpit and
holding her breast and the other under her knees. I put
my lips to hers and gave her a hard kiss while I squeezed
her breast more firmly. She gasped into my mouth, widened
her blue eyes and began to pant harshly again. I carried
the virtually naked sexy young blonde up to the bedroom
that she shared with her husband. I pushed the door open
and gently laid her down on the bed beside her humiliated
and helpless husband. I began to undress and when I was
naked I sat on the bed and looked at them both. Unlike
her husband I have an eight inch prick which is fairly
thick and the circumcised head looks like a small orange.
Susan looked at my cock and gasped. My body hair is
pretty thick which contrasted with her virtually hairless
husband. I had a real surprise for them both now though.

While I had been playing with his wife downstairs I had
been looking Derek over more closely. He had a delicate,
almost feminine, face and the swell of what could have
been an immature teenager’s budding breasts obvious under
his nightie. His nipples made prominent little peaks in
the sheer fabric and I could see clearly the circular
dark areolae surrounding them “I’ve got another little
girl here” I thought with pleasure. I began to change my
plans for the evening and night. This would be much more
unexpected and traumatic for them and much more
pleasurable for me. I began to see how I could really
change their lives and the thought intrigued me.

I looked at Susan. “Go down and bring my beer up leaving
your panties just as they are” I ordered her sharply. She
jumped off the bed, watching me warily and tip tapped out
of the room on her ridiculously high heels with her black
tights and panties clinging halfway down her sexy thighs.
I sat down beside Derek and looked him over. He looked at
me quickly, blushed and dropped his eyes like an
embarrassed schoolgirl on her first date. “Excellent” I
thought, “What have we here then!.” He looked quickly at
me, but seeing my eyes still on his face dropped his eyes
to his lap where he was twisting his hands together. He
began to look more and more uncomfortable and I could
smell the tang of his sweat.

Susan came back into the room and gave me my drink. I put
it on the bedside table beside Derek. She stood beside me
and I could distinctly smell her cunt, excited despite
herself, although she was trembling with anxiety. She as
in for as big a surprise as Derek. I looked up at her.
“Go and lie down beside Derek” I said. “You can keep your
shoes and panties on for the moment but leave your
panties where they are.” She looked puzzled but obeyed.
When they were both settled I gently began to pressure
Derek. “Look into my eyes” I said quietly “don’t take
your eyes from mine or it will be the worse for you.” His
eyes looked into mine and I could see the uncertainty in
them. He had light hazel eyes with delicate lashes and
eyebrows that were a little thick for a girl. That could
be easily sorted.

“I don’t think that you are a man at all Derek” I said “I
think that you are a girl and I am going to prove it.” He
looked more scared and confused than ever. “Have you ever
been felt by a proper man?” I asked him. He shook his
head violently. “I am not gay” he said in a quavering
voice “I have always liked girls.” “We’ll see” I said,
“put your hands by your sides on the bed and don’t move
them or I will slap you. I would punch a man but I’d slap
a girl. You are much more of a girl than a man and when I
have finished with you you’ll be a proper girl like
Susan.” I could see that they didn’t follow me and both
of them were looking at me wide-eyed. I lay down on the
big bed by Derek and I could feel him beginning to
tremble. I casually put my hand on his thigh and pulled
up the hem of his nightie until it was at the level of
his belly button exposing his balls. I moved my hand up
his smooth thigh until I was cupping his balls and his
little prick. His hands clenched in the bedclothes and he
blushed with shame as I began to thoroughly explore his
balls and cock while I looked into his frightened eyes.
His prick rapidly became erect under my expert fondling.

“Well, look at that” I said to Susan “little girlie Derek
likes being touched up by a proper man.” His young wife
lying beside us gasped with shock and horror as she saw
her husband’s response to my fingers. I began to slowly
wank him as he shivered beside me. I could see that his
nipples were erect and the swellings on his chest were
pressing through the nylon of his sheer nightie. I wanked
him gently until I could feel his moist pre-cum on my
fingers.

I just lay still with one hand holding his stiff little
prick and put the other hand behind his head and firmly
pulled his lips on to mine. He tried to pull away but I
was far too strong and just held him. I began to roughly
kiss him pressing my tongue insistently to his lips and
looking into his frightened eyes. He held out as long as
he could then his mouth suddenly relaxed and I knew that
I had him. I winked over his shoulder into Susan’s
shocked eyes and began to explore the mouth of her young
husband. Now that he was compliant even if not relaxed I
enjoyed giving him the first of many deep sexy kisses
from a proper man as I gently wanked him. I sucked deeply
on his tongue treating him as I would any attractive
girl. I did not want him to come yet so I took my lips
from his and whispered “Did you like that girlie?” He
blushed and dropped his eyes just like a virgin. “Please
don’t call me a girl, I am a man and I am not gay” he
whispered. I looked into his eyes. “Only a submissive
frightened little virgin girl like you would let herself
be kissed and touched up like you have just been” I said.
“A proper man would not have let it happen.” He looked
crushed. “Please don’t do this to us” Susan whispered
“what you are making us do is a great sin.” I just
laughed.

I released his prick and stood up. I picked up a large
soft cushion from a chair by the bed and looked down a
Derek. “Lift your bum, there’s a good girl” I said. He
was too shocked not to comply and I arranged the cushion
under his arse so that it was tilted up off the bed. “I’m
not a girl” he muttered “don’t keep calling me that.”

“I told you, you are much more of a girl than a man and I
am going to make a proper girl of you. I think that you
need a new name. From now on we will call you Debbie.
Would you like that?” He just looked helplessly at me.
“Did you hear that Susan?” I asked “from now on this is
little Debbie.” I could see that they didn’t believe me,
that they thought that I was acting. They still had a lot
to learn.

“Pull your feet up to your arse, Debbie” I said “and
spread your knees.” He was so frightened now that he did
what I ordered immediately. I could see his plump thighs
splayed out and his little prick jutting out over his
almost hairless balls. Looking further back I could see
the dimple of his arsehole. “Take your tights and panties
off and put your legs in the same position, Susan” I
said. She looked wretchedly at me but slowly slid the
silk underwear down her legs and dropped it on the floor
then lay back, pulled up her heels and splayed her sexy
plump thighs. I glanced down at her blond hairy fleshy
cunt enjoying seeing the young husband and wife in such a
submissive pose before me wantonly displaying their sex.

“Do you know how men make love to one another?” I asked
Debbie. He shook his head. “One man gets on his hands and
knees and the other goes behind him and puts his prick up
his arse and fucks him.” “You can’t do that to me” he
whispered in horror “I told you, I am straight, not gay
and that would be sinful.” “Don’t worry, I won’t.” I
said. “I said that was how men make love. You are not a
man. You are a submissive girl and that is how you are
going to be fucked. You are never going to forget this.
I will come between your legs with you lying on your back
with your thighs spread like the frightened little
virgin you are and I will shove my prick right up your
hole. Then I am going to fuck the arse off you and you
will never be the same again.” He looked up at me aghast
but did not dare to move although I could feel him
shaking as he lay by his frightened young wife.

My prick was only semi-erect and that would not do. I
walked round and sat by Susan. “Give me a nice wank” I
said ” and get me ready to fuck Debbie.” Susan re-
luctantly put her hand on my prick and began to slowly
and deliciously toss me off. I looked at her and smiled.
“You are good at that aren’t you?” I leaned down and
began to kiss the terrified blonde. I looked across at
her angry young husband while her little hand tightened
on my prick and she began to wank me harder. She worked
up a nice rhythm and I could feel the precum oozing from
my prick. I could smell her excitement as, despite
herself, her cunt moistened. I took my lips from hers.
“That will do nicely” I said and moved back to kneel
between Debbie’s legs with my knees pressing his splayed
thighs further apart. I casually put my fingers in
Susan’s sticky cunt and she gasped loudly as I
transferred the cunt-slime from her to my prick and made
sure that it was nice and greasy. I took more of her
juice on my fingers and began to smear Debbie’s arse. He
gave a loud sob. “Please don’t, you can’t, it’s horrible”
he pleaded. “Watch this, Susan” I ordered. “Watch me turn
your husband into my own special girl.” Debbie began to
sob quietly and helplessly and Susan, seeming now to lack
all resistance, propped herself up on her elbow and
watched us.

With no more messing about I put the head of my big stiff
pick against Debbie’s virgin arse and gently pushed. He
looked up at me, sobbing quietly and biting his bottom
lip. Suddenly I felt the anal sphincter give and the head
of my prick entered his arse. I pushed it in about two
inches and he gave a deep shuddering gasp. Susan looked
on horrified as I began to gently fuck her young husband
using about three inches of my prick. I lay more forward
so that we were almost in the missionary position and I
began to fondle his plump little chest. I could feel his
nipple pressing against my palm through the nylon so I
took it between finger and thumb and began to slowly
twist it. He was sobbing loudly. Suddenly I felt the
walls of his arse become much more moist, compliant and
relaxed and I slowly pushed until I was sheathed in him
to my balls. I lay on him, holding his nipple and looked
into his eyes. “I have just taken your virginity, Debbie”
I said “and it wasn’t difficult was it? You didn’t put up
much of a struggle, I must say!” He closed his eyes,
shaking. I gently slapped his cheek. “Open your eyes, and
keep them fixed on mine” I snapped. I began to kiss him
while I felt his nipple and began to fuck him more
vigorously using all of my prick. His eyes widened and he
began to pant under my lips. I took my lips from his and
looked into his eyes, “Put your legs round my back Debbie
darling” I said “and start moving your hips. I am doing
all the work here.” His terrified eyes stared into mine
as tears began to stream from his eyes but he reluctantly
wrapped his plump legs around me just above my arse and
began to pull me into him. His hips began to move with me
and we began a nice slow rhythmical deep and satisfying
fuck. He was gasping with each stroke of my prick. He
clasped me with his thighs as tightly as any girl and his
hips moved sweetly in rhythm to my deep thrusts. I lifted
myself a little so that I could get my hands on his chest
and I began to feel him again playing with his nipples
while I fucked him. “You have quite a pretty pair of little
tits here, you know” I said to him. He blushed furiously.
“I am going to do something about these. When I have
finished with you, you will need to wear one of Susan’s
bras.”

“All the time his legs were clasped round me and I was
fucking him hard. For the time being Susan was forgotten.
I looked into his eyes. “Are you enjoying this?” He was
silent. “Come on” I said. He hesitated then suddenly
gasped in a high-pitched breathy voice “No, I hate it.
You know I am not gay and you are forcing me. I think
that you are horrible.” He had given me another idea.
“That’s a nice voice you just used then, perfect for
Debbie. I want you to speak like a breathy teenaged girl
all the time. Practise it carefully because if you don’t
speak like that from now on you’ll be spanked like any
other naughty little girl.” He had stopped sobbing and
was looking up at me with hatred and fear in his hazel
eyes. I thought that it was time to bring this to a
close. I had got all that I was going to get and more
than I had expected. I moved up to his lips still
twisting his nipple gently. “Kiss me Debbie, I am going
to come inside you” With no more ado I pressed his lips
on his and pushed my tongue imperiously into his soft
mouth sucking on his tongue. I began to slowly increase
the vigour of my strokes and I could smell him sweating
under me. I felt the familiar tingle begin in my balls
and my cock hardened as the ejaculation approached. I
shot a load of cum deep up his arse and just lay still on
him, feeling his cute little tits and kissing his soft
girlie lips.. His unclasped his legs from my sweaty hips
legs and lay impaled on my softening prick a well-fucked
deflowered virgin.

I raised my lips from his and looked across at Susan. She
was watching her shamed young husband in horror. “What do
you think of little Debbie now?” I asked. I pulled my
prick from his arse noting with amusement that he had
come all over his belly, staining his nightie which I
considerately pulled down. I moved between them and lay
down on my back with my hands behind my head. Debbie lay
with his knees splayed out clearly in shock from the
experience he had just endured. “Funny, isn’t it Susan?”
I said. “You have not been fucked yet but I have had a
great ride from Debbie!”

I looked across at Susan. “It would be nice if you
cleaned my prick and balls with your tongue” I said,”
and when I am nice and clean again you can suck me off
while you give me one of your nice wanks until I am ready
for you.” “I couldn’t” she whispered “it’s so horrible
and dirty. I never even do that with Derek.” “I laughed.
“Just get on with it and shut up, you little slut. I
don’t want to have to tell you again.” She slowly moved
down the bed to my thigh and began to clean my prick and
balls with her tongue. I turned to Debbie. “You look hot
and sweaty and you have stained your nightie like the
dirty little girl you are” I said, “you can take it off.”

He looked at me with hate and shrugged off the damp and
sticky nylon. “Aren’t you going to thank me for the
fuck?” I asked with quiet menace. “Thank you” he breathed
reluctantly, just like a teenage girl. I felt my prick
being enveloped in Susan’s soft mouth and I looked at the
sweet rosebud of her lips stretched around the shaft. She
was an expert cocksucker I could tell instantly. She ran
her tongue around the bottom rim of my knobhead very
delicately and began a slow rhythmical sucking, drawing
my prick deep into her hot little mouth and combining it
with a gentle wank. It felt really great and I looked
down at the exotic blonde with her hair tumbling in soft
waves over her shoulders. “Watch how Susan is sucking me
off” I said “you will be doing that soon.” He looked at
me in shocked disbelief as his hot little cocksucker of a
wife worked on my prick.

I was fascinated by the plump little swellings on his
hairless chest. I motioned to him and drew him into my
arms. I began to feel his little tits with one hand while
I slipped the other between his legs and began to finger-
fuck his slimy arse. I drew his nipple into my mouth and
sucked deeply on it. He gasped. “Do you like that Debbie
– and remember the voice?” I asked “No, I hate it. You
are hurting my chest” he said in his high girlie voice.

I just looked into his eyes and carried on fondling his
little chest mound with one hand while I twisted his
nipple. The more I drew his attention to his plump chest,
comparing it to a girl’s the more off-balance and
uncomfortable he would become. Although I was lying
fondling Debbie and gazing into his soft feminine-looking
eyes if I glanced down I could see Susan’s wide sexy blue
eyes watching me as she clasped my shaft in her cute
rosebud lips and reluctantly but expertly sucked my
sweaty prick, tossing me off into her pretty mouth. I put
one hand in her soft hair and drew her mouth from my
cock. “You can stop sucking me off now but keep on giving
me a nice wank while I carry on playing with your
husband’s sweaty arse hole”

“I think that it is time I explained a few things to you
two” I said conversationally. “I need somewhere to live
while I am in England so I am going to move in here. You
will continue to go out to work as usual but when you
come home things will not be the same as they were before
because now I am in charge it will be your occupation in
life to please me and, believe me, if you fail, I have
ways of making you both very sorry indeed. Let me explain
some rules. Firstly, you both belong to me now and you
will not have sex with each other again ever, only with
me or with anyone I tell you to. Furthermore you will
never again wank either yourselves or each other. In fact
unless I tell you to won’t even touch each other again.
If I find that you have been disobeying me you will both
be very sorry.” I heard them gasp and saw Debbie go pale.

“There will be some dress rules too. At first anyway you
can dress normally when you go to work. When you come
home, Susan, you will change into a suspender belt and
stockings. You will buy some really short mini-skirts, at
least six inches above your knee so that they only just
cover your stocking-tops, and you will never wear panties
when you are in the house. You will always wear high
heeled shiny shoes, in fact, come to think of it the
shoes you have on now are not high enough. Get some five
inch stilettos. You will never again wear a bra at home
but you can get some tight-fitting sheer thin silk tops
that button down the back and that cling to your breasts
but have a nice low neck-line showing me your cleavage.
They may be hard to find but that’s your problem. You
better have all this stuff when you come home tomorrow
night.”

“Now you, Debbie. When you come home you will change into
the girlie clothes that I think suit your personality.
Susan’s suspender belts will fit you so you can share
those. Make sure that you have enough, buy some tomorrow
if you have to. You also will never wear panties at home.
Get some dark stockings that fit you properly and some
pretty coloured short summer dresses that cling to your
chest showing me your sexy nipples. I want the dresses
short enough to just cover your stocking tops and thin
enough that I can see your nipples. They may be hard to
buy I want you to get some high heeled shoes as well,
although until you get used to them you only need a
three-inch heel.”

“You will pluck Debbie’s eyebrows, Susan, so that they
are nice and feminine like yours. Shave all the hair off
his prick, balls and round his arse and he is to do the
same to your cunt. I want you both completely clear of
body hair by tomorrow night. That means, Debbie, that
sometime tomorrow you get your legs waxed. I don’t care
when or how you arrange it but it all better be done by
the time I see you both tomorrow evening. While you are
at it, Debbie, get your hair lightened and streaked
blonde but don’t have it cut. I am going to let it grow
nice and long. Finally Susan, before I come home tomorrow
evening, you will make Debbie up like the sexy girl that
he really is – plenty of lipstick and a proper complete
eye make-up job.” I looked from one pair of shocked and
horrified eyes to the other.

“Are you on the pill Susan?” I asked. “She nodded. “Well
keep taking them, I don’t want you pregnant yet. Go and
get another prescription. I need them for Debbie. I am
going to put him on double-strength hormones and in a few
weeks you will see a real change in his breasts and
hips.” They both looked at me in disbelief and finally
Debbie made a show of resistance, pulling away from me so
that his arse left my hand. “We won’t do it, you
bastard, why should we?” he quavered “and you can’t make
us. I won’t take any pills either.”

I sighed and turned to Susan. “I thought that it might
come to this in the end. Go downstairs and get me another
beer. And when you come up, bring the case that I left in
the hall by the front door.” After pausing a moment she
got off the bed and went out. We listened to the tapping
of her high heels as she went downstairs. Debbie looked
at me defiantly, clearly thinking that he had made a
stand. I shook my head. “You just made a big mistake
Debbie” I said quietly. “Don’t call me that” he said,
gaining in confidence” My name is Derek and I am not gay
in spite of what you made me do. I couldn’t stand it or
you and that makes me straight. I will make love to my
wife if I want to and you can’t stop me.” As he gained
in confidence I noted that he had dropped the little
teenager’s voice and that his voice had dropped in pitch
again.

Susan came in and put my drink down. I got off the bed
and took my case from her and put it by the small chair.
I just stood with one arm round her shaking waist
casually fondling her breasts as her young husband
looked at me impotently with hate in his eyes. I slapped
Susan lightly on the bottom. “Go and lie down on the bed
like you were before with your knees spread.” She glanced
at her husband and lay down beside him pulling her heels
up to her arse and spreading her thighs. Her blonde cunt
slightly gaped as her knees splayed. “That’s a good
girl.” I said. “Just you stay like that until I tell you
to move.” I sat down on the chair and looked at Debbie.
“Come over here” I said quietly. He just lay and looked
across at me defiantly. “If I have to come and get you
you’ll be really sorry” I said menacingly. He got up and
reluctantly came to stand in front of me. “Now Debbie” I
said “you have been a naughty girl. You have defied me
and you have forgotten to speak with the girlie voice I
told you always to use in the house. I warned you before
that naughty girls get punished but you wouldn’t listen.
“I am not a girl, you bastard” he snarled. “You are just
making it worse” I smiled.

I reached in my case and took out a long thin cane. “I
am going to put you over my knee and give you a good
thrashing” I said “I’ll beat all the defiance out of
you.” I reached out and took his hand but he jerked it
away. “Right” I said “I’ve lost patience now.” I slashed
him across the upper left thigh. He gasped and jumped and
looked with horror at the weal where the cane had marked
his plump flesh. “Lie over my knee or I’ll hit you across
the balls.” He took one look at my eyes and lay down on
my lap. I rubbed my prick against his little cock and
balls and could feel it beginning to stir. I began to
cane his plump arse methodically criss-crossing the
stroke and gradually hitting him harder until the cane
fairly whistled through the air.

I knew that he would not be able to stand it, no one
could. At first, I could feel his thighs and hips
twitching and rubbing deliciously against my erecting
prick. Then he began to cry, great racking sobs shaking
his slender body. As I carried on thrashing him he began
to sweat and a wordless moaning accompanied the strokes
of my cane. Susan watched in horror. “Please stop” she
begged “we’ll do anything you want.” “Is that true,
Debbie? I asked. I think he had learned his lesson. “What
is your name and whose little girl are you?.” I heard the
breathy teenage voice again. “My name is Debbie and I am
your little girl.” “You won’t touch Susan again, will you
Debbie?” I asked. “No, I promise, I won’t” I heard the
girlish voice quiver. “You will remember this lesson
won’t you and so will Susan?” I said. “Don’t forget, what
I am doing to you now I can do to her as well and I will
if I have to.””Oh, God. Yes I will remember it. Please
stop caning me.” “Just remember” I said “you do
everything I tell you immediately and without question
and you never contradict me.”

I put my cane down and began to fondle his hot bottom
moving his prick and balls against my erect knob. I
slipped a finger up his arse and began to finger-fuck
him. He gasped. “You have a cute little arse already but
after some hormones it will be really plump and girlie” I
said. I began to feel in his arse for the bulge of his
prostate and began to squeeze it more deeply. He gasped
loudly. “You smell, Debbie”, I said “and it is getting
time that we had some sleep anyway. Go and have a nice
shower, use some of Susan’s best talc so that you smell
nice and feminine and put a clean nightie on. When you
are ready, come back and sit in this chair. Susan and I
are going to be busy.” He got off my lap and went to he
bathroom without looking back at me.

I got up and went across to the bed. I sat down beside
Susan and began to finger-fuck her gaping cunt. She
gasped, tensed and blushed. I bent and looked into her
wide baby-blue eyes. “Toss me off, Susan, and get me
ready. I feel like a nice slow fuck.” She looked up at
me, bit her bottom lip and began to wank my big prick
nice and firmly. I could hear the noise of the shower.
Susan continued to toss me off expertly. A thought
occurred to me. “Did you have many boyfriends before
Debbie”, I asked suddenly. Susan began to blush furiously
and bit her lip harder. “There is something here” I
thought. “Derek was my first boyfriend” she said quietly
“we were childhood sweethearts. I was a virgin when we
were married and my family were very strict.” ” So where
did you learn to suck cock and to toss men off as well as
you do? It certainly wasn’t from Debbie.” “Please don’t
make me tell you” she begged. “Susan” I said quietly
“have you forgotten so soon what I just did to Debbie?
You two have no secrets from me.” Her cunt was very wet
under my probing fingers and she was beginning to pant
again. “It was my Daddy” she whispered, blushing with
shame. “I am an only child and when Mummy became ill,
Daddy said he needed me to take her place. Every night
after she went to sleep he came to my room. He wouldn’t
make love to me properly because he said that that was
sinful but he showed me how to suck his knob and to wank
him” Well, well” I thought, “good for Daddy.”

Derek came in and went to the dressing-table. He took out
a pale yellow shortie nightie and put it on. He looked
across at me. “Don’t bother about the panties Debbie” I
said again, humiliating him further, “you won’t be
needing them. Just sit down like a good girl while I fuck
your darling little childhood sweetheart.” “You just
can’t make love to me” whispered Susan “I am married and
that would be adultery. It is a great sin. Please don’t
make me do it.” I laughed. “I have already fucked Debbie,
so we are storing up the sins. Now it’s your turn.” I lay
on my side alongside the pretty little blonde and looked
across at her husband who glared back with hate-filled
eyes, too afraid to protest. I drew his sexy young wife
into my arms and slid my eight inch prick straight up her
wet and clinging little cunt. Despite herself, she took
my whole prick with no problem at all and gave a deep
gasp. I slowly began to fuck her while I kissed her
deeply and worked on her hot little tongue. I looked into
her cloudy blue eyes and then glanced across at her
husband. He was sitting tensely watching us. I felt Susan
beginning to pant into my mouth as her hips began to move
rhythmically thrusting her pubic bone into me and pushing
her cunt as deeply on to my prick as she could. Her plump
little thighs went round my back without my having to
tell her and she clasped me tightly. I felt her heels
pressing into my bum and her nails began to claw my
shoulders. Her breathing became shallower and faster and
a blush started on her neck and spread to her chest. I
took my mouth from hers and she threw her head back and
began to gasp loudly. I moved my hands to her plump tits
and began to squeeze them in time with my thrusts. “Oh
God!!!”she gasped “this is so wrong!.” “Watch your wife
Debbie” I said. “I am going to make her come.” Just then
Susan gave a shuddering gasp and became rigid as an
orgasm swept through her reluctantly excited body. I had
not come and lay with my stiff prick buried in her cunt
gently fondling her beautiful breasts while I watched
her husband as he glared angrily but helplessly at me.
When she had calmed down I patted her bottom gently.
“That was lovely, Susan darling.” I said “you are a choice
little fuck. Go and have a nice shower and make yourself
smell nice, then come back to bed. You won’t need a
nightie.” Her will seemed broken, for the time being at
least, and I watched her neat little bum twitch like a
ticking clock as she trotted off obediently for her
shower. She passed her husband without looking at him.

I looked across at Debbie as we heard the noise of
Susan’s shower. I didn’t say anything but just lay
watching him. He was getting more and more nervous and
spasmodically crossed his legs. “That’s another rule
Debbie” I said “you never cross your legs when I am in
the room. Uncross them and spread your thighs so that I
can see your little prick and your arsehole.” He looked
at me with hate and rage clouding his hazel eyes but did
as I told him to.

Susan came back into the bedroom looking fresh and clean
and smelling sweet. She had brushed her luxurious blonde
tresses and they hung over her shoulders in soft waves.
It was getting very late. “I think that it’s time for
sleep. You two have work in the morning. Susan, don’t
forget your pill and give two to Debbie. He is on double
strength for the time being.” All the fight seemed to
have been beaten out of Debbie who resignedly took the
pills. I made sure that he swallowed them.

I lay in the middle of the big bed. After my efforts of
the evening I knew that I smelt sweaty but I didn’t let
it bother me. They were there for my pleasure not the
other way round. “OK, I’ll sleep in the middle so that if
I feel horny in the night I can have which ever of you I
fancy. Susan, come and lay beside me” The little blonde
walked to the bed with dragging steps and lay down by me.
I could feel the sexy soft waves of her hair brushing my
naked shoulder. “Now you, Debbie, come and lay on my
other side.” He reluctantly got up, crossed to the bed
and lay down on his back trying not to touch me. “You may
have both wondered why Susan does not have a nightie on
and Debbie does” I said casually. “That is easy, I like
looking at Susan’s naked tits and cunt, but for the
moment Debbie looks much more exciting and attractive in
his little girlie nightie. It makes his pretty little
nipples stand up beautifully and I can see definite signs
of his tits. I also like the way the material outlines
his little baby prick.” I watched Debbie blush angrily
but he had no answer that he dared to make.

“OK Debbie”, I said “switch the light off and let’s
settle down” He switched off the main lights and the
bedroom was just then lit by a romantic subdued glow from
a hidden source. “That’s really nice” I said “I am going
to enjoy living here.” I had not come since I had taken
Debbie’s virgin arse earlier and now I felt horny again.
It would have to be gentle though because I was
shattered. “Susan, I said “You can go to sleep. I don’t
need you at present. Just make sure that you don’t touch
your cunt. If I find you wanking I’ll warm your cute
plump little bottom.” “I turned to Debbie. “OK, girlie, I
feel like a little more fun, how about you.” He looked
sick and miserable. I put my arm round him and drew his
sweet feminine-smelling young form against my hard body,
pulling him to me so that our cocks met but our upper
bodies were still apart. I knew that he could smell my
sweat but I didn’t much care. I looked into his eyes and
began to gently rub my big man’s prick against his little
boy’s organ. It felt incredibly sexy through the nylon of
his little nightie and I rapidly became erect. I felt his
little pencil-prick becoming hard under the silky fabric.

I smiled at my young male plaything. “I think that little
Debbie likes this, he is getting excited” I whispered. I
was pleased to hear him answer in his breathy teenage
almost falsetto voice. “I don’t, I hate it, and you.” He
had learned at least one lesson tonight. I didn’t care
how he felt about me. I enjoyed his hatred and fear more
that if he had been willing. I gently continued rubbing
our pricks together in a handless mutual wank. I was
enjoying it even if Debbie was not.

I slipped one hand behind him and began to cup and fondle
his soft sexy buttocks while pulling him on to my cock
continuing the gentle prick-wank. With the other hand I
began to feel the soft mounds of his budding breasts. His
erect nipples rubbed deliciously against my hand through
the sheer nylon. I felt his little arse twitch and he
groaned. I knew that, in spite of himself, the gentle
stroking I was giving his little knob with my prick was
getting to him. “Do you like that, sexy little Debbie” I
asked quietly. He groaned again. I could hear Susan
breathing heavily and sobbing quietly behind me as I
played with her young husband. I could feel her soft hair
on my back but she knew better than to interfere.

I looked into Debbie’s reluctant eyes and put my lips to
his in a dominating kiss that brooked no refusal. His
lips opened under mine and I began a long soft sexy deep
kiss that must have seemed unending to him. I did not
allow his tongue to move forward but took immediate
possession of his mouth and began to thoroughly explore
it with my demanding tongue. I was looking into his wide
and startled eyes all the time and I began to increase
the pressure of my hand on his cute little bottom,
pulling him even closer onto me and rubbing his little
cock just a little more firmly with my prick and balls.

I felt his arse twitch convulsively and he gave a breathy
squeak into my mouth. I knew that he had come all over
his plump thighs and belly, dirtying his clean nightie. I
took my lips from his and smiled at my young conquest. “I
told you that you would enjoy it” I said, my hands still
occupied with his arse and his little tits. I heard
Susan’s gasping horrified breathing, aghast at what was
happening but knowing that she was unable to prevent it.

“It’s a pity that you have dirtied another nightie
Debbie” I said “you will have to sleep in it now” He
looked at me miserably. I had decided what would get me
nicely off to sleep. “Do you have a wank when Susan is
out?” I asked him suddenly. For the time being at least I
had broken his spirit and he knew better than to lie.
“Sometimes” he whispered. “Right” I said “I feel like a
nice wank before I go to sleep so get on with it.” I
pulled my body from his to give him access to my prick
and balls. He did not move. I just looked at him and he
hesitantly reached out, put his hand on my prick and
began to toss me off. He was not bad at it and worked up
a nice rhythm gripping my thick shaft in his soft little
hand. I smiled at him. “You are quite a good little
wanker Debbie, much better than I expected. Just go a bit
faster.” He gripped me a little tighter and lengthened
the stroke and began to wank me harder. “That’s just
right Debbie” I said “that’s how I like to be tossed off.
Remember it because you will be doing it often enough and
I don’t want to have to remind you each time.”

I pulled him towards me. “Don’t stop what you are doing”
I said. I put my hand behind his head into his soft hair
and pulled his face to my sweaty chest putting his mouth
to my erect nipple. “Just you suck on that, you sexy
little bitch, and keep wanking me” I felt his lips close
around my erect nipple and I pressed it into his mouth.
“Get sucking” I commanded. My hand was still between us
and I was feeling his immature teenage-girlie tits. I
worked his nightie up at the back and put my hand on his
cute plump arse while he was sucking my nipple and
vigorously tossing me off. I moved him to the other
nipple taking pleasure in the complete control of my
reluctant young partner. I knew that this would not last
long as I could feel the familiar hot tingle in my balls.

Debbie’s eyes widened and he reflexly sucked harder on my
erect nipple as he felt the spasm in my prick. I pressed
my middle finger slowly right up his moist arsehole to
the root and held his bottom on my splayed hand as I
ejaculated deliberately all over his belly and thighs,
soaking his nightie and his side of the bed with my
copious cum. “Now you’ll have to sleep in my cum as well
as your own” I said. I could hear Susan’s shallow
breathing behind me and I knew that she was not asleep.

“OK you, two” I said “time for sleep.” I released Debbie
giving his arse a short finger-fuck before I let him go.
He lay on his back in the pool of cum with his soiled
nightie sticking to his belly and thighs as I put the
finger that had been up his arse to his lips. “Suck that”
I commanded. He just looked sick and shook his head. I
pushed it into his reluctant mouth and worked it round
until it was clean then I dried it on his hair. He looked
at me with bleak hatred. “During the night stay where you
are” I said “you can wait until I wake up if you want to
go to the toilet. Just lie still, hold it until morning
and don’t disturb me or it will be the worse for you.” I
relaxed back and rapidly fell asleep leaving the young
couple whose world I had turned upside down in twenty
four hours to their own thoughts and fears.

As always, I awoke early and horny, the next morning.
Susan and Debbie were as I had left them and I knew that
they were also awake. When they felt me stir Susan said
quietly “We both want to go to the toilet.” I just
grunted. “You’ll both have to wait. There is plenty to do
first. Debbie, you can go down and make me a nice strong
cup of coffee and don’t be all day. When you come back,
sit on that chair until I am ready for you.” He got off
the bed and went out, his nightie clinging to his sticky
thighs. I turned to Susan and began fondle her breast
with one hand as I kissed her. “You are a very pretty
girl, you know” I said “just what a man needs in his bed
in the morning.” I carried on feeling the reluctant
blonde slowly deepening my kiss until I heard her husband
come in with my coffee. He put it down beside me and
stood angrily watching me fondling his childhood
sweetheart. I took my lips from his young wife’s sweet
mouth and let the young husband watch me put my other
hand between his wife’s plump thighs, finger-fucking her
casually as I looked up at him. “Sit down, Debbie” I
ordered and I knew that he would comply. I let him watch
me play with his wife for a while, enjoying his
humiliation. Susan squirmed in my arms and I could smell
her cunt. “You don’t need to watch us Debbie” I said
“you’d be better employed downstairs cooking my
breakfast. I want a nice full breakfast, ham and eggs and
all the trimmings with lashings of coffee. Go and get on
with it and call me when it’s ready.” He got up and went
out with a last look at his wife in my arms. I reached
over and drank some coffee.

I smiled at her. “Do you fancy a nice fuck, Susan?” I
asked. “Please don’t make me” she whispered “you’ve had
me once against my will and I feel so dirty and ashamed.”
“Excellent!” I thought “you just keep on feeling like
that and it will be great.” I lay on my back and moved
Susan so that she was sitting astride me and I gently
lowered the horrified little blonde on to my prick
pushing it slowly but smoothly up her moist tight furry
little cunt. “Now, you fuck me” I said. She had possibly
never been in this position before because she just sat
on my cock and looked helplessly at me. I put my hands on
her full firm young breasts and began to twist her erect
nipples. She gasped. “Now, move your arse” I ordered.
She began to sweetly move up and down on my stiff prick,
supporting herself on her knees and leaning slightly
forward against my hands as I continued to fuck and feel
her. I could see her beginning to flush and I could smell
her sweat so I pulled her down on to me and gave her a
deep kiss as I felt her come. I had not come but I was
saving it. I lifted her from my prick which slid easily
from her moist hole and laid her panting hot young body
beside me. “Susan, that was lovely” I said “It was so, so
wrong” she answered miserably.” “Go and have your shower
and go to the toilet if you want to. Then get dressed for
work and come downstairs.” She got up and went to the
bathroom and I lay back and finished my coffee while I
smelled my breakfast being prepared. I had not come yet
and I still had plans for Debbie.

I got up and went downstairs. Debbie was standing at the
sink washing a cup, his arse cutely outlined by his
sweaty nylon nightie. I walked up behind him and put my
arms under his on to his budding breasts and I began to
feel him while I kissed his neck and rubbed my prick
against the crack of his soft bum cheeks through the
sheer material. He shuddered in distaste and horror. His
sexy body had already given me a raging hard-on and when
I moved a hand from his tit to feel his cock and balls
through his cum-soaked sweaty nightie I could feel that
he was also stiff. “What about my breakfast?” I asked.
“It’s keeping warm in the oven” he muttered. “Good” I
said “I’ve just had Susan but I still need to work up an
appetite. Do you fancy a fuck?” He looked aghast.
“Please, no, not again” he whimpered in his little girlie
voice. I took his hand and led him to the table where I
sat on an upright chair and drew him to me so that he was
standing facing me with his thighs outside mine and his
arse cheeks spread. I knew that he would be tight and
tense so I took some butter from the breakfast table on
my fingers and slowly began to work it in to his arse
hole greasing his channel ready for me. He closed his
eyes and gasped. My hard-on had begun to relax. “Look at
me Debbie”, I ordered. “Take some butter and spread it on
my prick, giving me a nice wank while you are at it.” He
reluctantly smeared his fingers with butter and began to
toss me off. I rapidly became stiff again. I pulled him
closer giving me good access to his greasy hole and
pressed my thighs against his so that he was forced to
spread his legs wider, opening his arse to my prick.
“Guide my knob into your arse Debbie” I ordered. He gave
a convulsive sob but compliantly took my stiff prick in
his greasy hand and brought it to his spread arse cheeks.
I put my hands on his waist and pulled him down on to me,
smoothly pushing my big stiff prick right up his greasy
reluctant arse. He gave a gasp of pain and anguish but it
was too late. I was in him to the balls and it felt great.
The moist sweaty walls of his arse gripped my prick sweetly.

As I was taller that he was, sitting astride me he could
easily reach my nipples. I moved his face to my sweaty
chest. “Get sucking, Debbie darling” I ordered” and fuck
me using your legs to push.” I felt his lips quiescent on
my nipple. I slapped his arse suddenly and hard. He
gasped. “Get sucking” I repeated “and move your sexy
little bum.” I began to feel waves of sensation from my
erect nipple as Debbie began to move on my prick. He
quickly got the hang of the rhythm but I controlled his
movements until I had him giving me a deep satisfying
slow fuck while pleasuring my stiff nipple with his hot
reluctant pouting young lips. I was enjoying myself and I
just sat while the unhappy husband moved rhythmically on
my stiff prick and sucked first one hard nipple and then
the other as I directed his head. I heard Susan’s heels
as she came down the stairs and entered the kitchen.

She looked at us in horror. “Oh my God” she said “that’s
awful. You just can’t do that to him.” I smiled at her
over her husband’s shoulder. He knew better than to stop
what he was doing. I felt his hot lips drawing on my
stiff sensitive nipple as I fucked deep into his now
yielding arse. I indicated a chair by the table. “Sit
there until I am finished” I said. She dumbly sat and
watched as I her carried on shafting her humiliated young
husband continuing my mockery of their marriage. I felt
the heat in my balls and drew Debbie’s head up. I looked
into his hate-filled eyes, pulled his lips to mine and
gave him a slow deep sexy French kiss while I shot my
load into his soft arse. I relaxed, cuddling the sweaty
young body in my arms and fondling his plump buttocks
through the nylon as my prick softened. I slowly pulled
my semi-erect prick from his arse. He gasped as I pushed
him to his feet. His face was beaded with sweat and his
hair was lank. I knew that we both stank, a stark
contrast to the fragrant Susan. He stood in front of me
with cum running down his thighs. I indicated a chair.
“Get me my breakfast and go and sit over there.
I have some more rules to tell you about.” He meekly
complied and stiffly sat watching me across the table as
I began my breakfast. I did not offer to let either of
them eat or drink.

“Susan, as far as you are concerned things have not
changed. You just make sure that you do what I told you
last night. What I have to say concerns Debbie.” They
looked at me and waited. “Debbie, I said last night that
you could go to work dressed normally for the present but
that was before I realised how much of a girl you really
are. You can go and have your shower and go to the toilet
if you want to but when you piss you are to do it like a
girl, sitting down. That is how you will always do it in
the future, and if you ever wonder why, just remember how
you let me fuck you like a girl. When are getting dressed
put on the frilliest pair of panties that Susan has and
one of her sexy slips under your shirt. I know that you
like being a girl, you just showed me. Now go and get on
with it!” Debbie gasped with horror. “I couldn’t” he
muttered quietly “I just couldn’t. People will see.
Please don’t make me.” I didn’t even bother arguing.
“Just go and do it” I said. He gave me one more look, got
up and went out of the door. We could hear him slowly
climbing the stairs.

I carried on with my breakfast while I gave Susan the
once-over. Neatly dressed in a smart dark suit just off
the knee with a crisp white blouse, dark sheer tights and
shoes with about a two inch heel she had put her soft
blonde hair up, captured in a slide so that it was off
her slender neck. She looked business-like but cute and
more than a little sexy. I drank some coffee as I
considered her. “I shall be coming in to the company
again today to see your boss” I said conversationally “so
make sure you are nice to me.” She shuddered. “Please
don’t embarrass me at work” she pleaded. We heard Debbie
coming down the stairs. He came into the room dressed in
a dark suit and ready for the office. He did not get away
that easy. “Take your jacket off” I ordered. As he
complied I could see the lacy shoulder straps of a white
slip when his shirt pressed against them He had tried to
wear his thickest shirt so that his shame would not be
obvious but I was happy to let him get away with that for
now. “Drop your trousers and let us see your panties” I
said. He did not even bother arguing but unfastened his
zip and lowered his trousers to his knees displaying a
pair of frilly sheer silk pink panties which clung
closely to his cock and balls. I smiled at him, got up
and walked across the kitchen until I was standing just
in front of him. “You look cute and sexy in your girlie
knickers darling, too good to waste” I mocked, reaching
down and feeling his prick and balls. Despite himself he
hardened under my expert caress. I gave him a last slow
wank while I kissed him, opening his lips under mine and
sucking on his tongue slipping one hand behind him to
fondle his arse through the sexy nylon. He gasped into my
mouth and I released him and went back to my chair.
“Dress yourself, Debbie” I said “you look like a slut.”
He glared at me angrily but readjusted his clothing.

I looked at them both. “Give me a key to the front door
and your car keys” I commanded “I shall need a car while
I an here. You two can use the bus.” Debbie looked at me
with impotent hatred but complied. “Now remember what I
told you last night about how things are to be when I
come here this evening. If you have not done everything I
told you to last night you will both be very sorry. My
caning of Debbie should have let you both know what I am
capable of. I will check on you both. when I come into
the Company today. You had better still be wearing your
slip and panties Debbie, because if I find that you have
taken them off it will be the worse for you. Now get off
to work.” They both looked at me and went out. I smiled
and went for my shower, already looking forward to the
coming evening.

Chapter 2

At about six-thirty the following evening I let myself in
the front door and went into the living-room. I walked
straight to the big chair that I had used the night
before, put my brief-case beside it and sat down. I
looked with some approval across at Debbie and Susan
sitting together on the settee but not touching. They had
obviously heard the car and prepared themselves for my
arrival.

Susan was wearing a short red pleated miniskirt at least
six inches above her knees so that I could see almost the
whole of her plump young thighs although she had
forgotten one of the rules and had her thighs together
with her feet resting flat on the floor. The low seat of
the settee meant that her thighs were slightly angled
upwards as she sat. She was wearing black stiletto heels
at least five inches high nicely defining her neat ankles
and calves sheathed in sheer black nylon. She had on a
tight white thin silk blouse with a very low neckline
that left more than half of her breasts bare showing me a
deep cleavage. Her prominent nipples and dark areolae
were very evident through the material. She had taken
great care with her make-up and had drawn her hair back
into a cute pony-tail. She looked like a stunning
eighteen year old. “You look very beautiful tonight,
Susan” I complimented her “but” I added gently “you have
forgotten one of our rules. Spread your thighs darling.”
This instruction accompanied by the endearment brought,
as I expected, the first flush of what was going to be a
long night for the young couple. She spread her thighs
wide, knowing by now that protests would be useless and I
looked straight up between her thighs into her cunt. I
saw immediately from her hairless naked, slightly-gaping
slit that my orders had been obeyed. “Lift your little
skirt Susan and show me your pretty undies” I asked. She
did as I had asked, looking with a cute embarrassed flush
into my eyes. I saw with satisfaction that she was
wearing a black lacy suspender belt attached to sheer
black silk stockings and, of course, no panties.

I looked next at Debbie. “Get me a beer Debbie darling” I
ordered. The endearment brought a flush of anger to his
cheeks but he got up and went to the fridge, poured my
beer and brought it to me. I let him put it down beside
me, noting that he was shrinking away in case I reached
out for him. I didn’t mind that. Whatever he did he was
mine whenever I wanted him. “Just stand in front of me
and let me look at you” I said. He did as he was told his
hands clenching and unclenching by his sides. I slowly
looked him over from head to foot and back again, my
deliberate scrutiny increasing his discomfort every
second. He looked very different from the young
accountant I had seen at his desk in the company that
day. He was wearing a yellow cotton sun-dress with a
short flouncy skirt at least six inches above his knees.
It had a low neckline and a very tight bodice outlining
his cute little breast-mounds. It would be too much to
expect a cleavage but his prominent dark areolae showed
clearly through the thin material and his nipples were
very evident. His wavy hair had been streaked bright
blonde and Susan had obviously spent a lot of care on his
make-up. She had plucked his eyebrows and made up his
eyes very carefully with eyeliner, mascara and false
eyelashes. A touch of rouge and deep scarlet lipstick
completed the job. He had on shoes with about a three-
inch heel which neatly delineated his calves and ankles
and caused his plump arse to protrude a little. “You look
very sweet, Debbie darling” I said maliciously “I’d like
to see your pretty undies also. Lift up your cute little
frock like the good obedient little girl you are.” He
flushed deeper with anger at this but I just smiled. In
spite of his rage there was no real resistance left as he
raised the hem of his dress. Like Susan he was wearing a
sexy lace suspender belt but they had chosen a white one
so that it would not show under his yellow dress. It
supported black sheer silk stockings the tops of which I
had seen as he moved towards me his frock was so sh!
ort. He was not, of course, wearing panties and I was
interested to see that his little prick was erect above
his cleanly-shaved balls. “Are you excited displaying
your little girlie body to your man Debbie?” I mocked. He
just looked miserably at the floor. “Go and sit by Susan
again” I said “and remember, legs apart.” I looked at the
pretty pair side by side displaying their sex and mine to
do whatever I liked with.

It was interesting that they appeared to have carried out
my instructions exactly and were complying with my wishes
so submissively that I had not had to make even the
mildest threat. Perhaps they had had a talk during the
day and decided their policy. As long as they did as I
commanded I didn’t care much. During my visit to the
company that afternoon I had seen Susan who had been in a
clear state of anxiety throughout the time I was there
but I had behaved impeccably and not embarrassed her at
work (yet). I had not even bothered checking up on
Debbie. I knew that my threat alone was enough to ensure
that he carried out my orders exactly.

I took a crumpled but clean shirt from my bag and tossed
it to Debbie. “Make me a sandwich and a pot of coffee,
Debbie, and then iron that for me will you sweetheart” I
said “while I go for a bath. Susan can take it easy and
watch TV because you will be doing the housework this
evening. I’ll be down in a while. Just make sure that
everything is ready.” He looked angrily at me, holding my
shirt in his outstretched hand but I ignored him, passed
the young couple and went for a long hot bath. I had had
a hard day of long complex and difficult negotiations
with their managing director and his board and I needed
to smooth away the resultant strains before I could give
my full attention to their continued debauchery. I took
my time and had a long relaxing hot bath followed by a
cold shower, knowing that the longer I spent upstairs the
greater would be their anxiety. I dried myself but did
not bother with talc or deodorant, they could smell me as
I was, and, anyway, they would be sweating themselves
before too long. I did not dress but went downstairs
naked and walked into the sitting room. They both gasped
at the sight of my naked hairy body and my semi-hard
threatening prick. There was a pot of coffee and a plate
of sandwiches by my chair and, ignoring Susan sitting
pretending to watch TV but too tense to concentrate, I
sat down, poured myself a cup of coffee and began to
enjoy my sandwiches while I watched Debbie clumsily
ironing my shirt, a task he had clearly not performed
often before. He finished just as I finished my snack and
looked across at me. “Put the ironing-board away” I said
gently ” and go and sit by your wife. Susan, turn the TV
off there’s a good girl.” She hastened to comply and
Debbie went and sat beside her. I was pleased to note
that they now automatically sat with their thighs
splayed. I began to think that it was time for a little
fun. The settee was a large well upholstered three-
seater affair and very comfortable. I motioned for them
to separate and then walked over and sat between the!
m. I noted that they shrank away from me hoping that I
would not notice. It didn’t bother me.

“I want to know a little more about you two I think” I
said “but first things first.” I turned to Debbie, put my
hand up his dress and began to feel his prick and balls.
I slipped my hand between his parted thighs and gave his
arse a quick finger-fuck. He gasped loudly and I moved
back to his balls which I gently fondled and he
immediately became stiff under my fingers. He was looking
straight ahead, his cheeks red, and seemed to be holding
his breath. I began to give him a nice gentle wank. I
felt a shudder go through is slender sexy body. “Come on,
Debbie darling, toss me off like a good girl. You do it
so well.” He reached for my prick, took a firm grip and
began to give me a delicious deep slow wank.” A little
harder, sweetness” I breathed into his sexy ear. He
increased his stroke until it was just perfect.
Surprisingly, as I had discovered last night, he was a
really expert wanker. We just sat side by side as though
Susan was not in the room tossing each other off, me
gently and him more firmly. I put my arm round him under
his arm and began to feel his soft little breast-mound
through the sheer silk material of his sexy frock
alternatively fondling his tit and squeezing his nipple.
He gasped loudly again. “Please stop” he said suddenly “I
am going to come.” I didn’t want that yet so I moved my
hand from his prick and put it on the inside of his
splayed thigh and began to play with his stocking tops
and suspenders while I carried on fondling his tit. “How
long were you engaged?” I asked. Three years” Debbie
answered in the high-pitched breathy girlie voice that
seemed to be coming easier to him. I said quietly into
his ear, “Did you fuck Susan before you were married?” I
heard her gasp of shock beside me. “No, of course not” he
said “we were virgins when we married.” “You must have
done something” I said incredulously. “We used to kiss
when no one was about” he said miserably “But I respected
her and I didn’t kiss her before we were married like you
do.” “Like this, you mean?” I took my hand from his!
thigh, turned his face and put my lips to his in a long
deep exploring kiss. His hand tightened a little more on
my shaft and he carried on wanking me as I possessed his
mouth, looking deep into his sexy, girlie, made-up eyes.
My prick felt delicious in his hand and I just let him
carry on wanking me as I continued to ravish his
reluctant mouth with my demanding tongue. He began to
gasp and I knew that, despite himself, the sensations
from his nipple and from the kiss were getting to him.

I moved my lips from his and murmured into his ear,
“did you ever put your hand down Susan’s dress and feel
her sexy tits?”

“You’re a crude animal” he muttered “of course I didn’t.”
I heard Susan’s loud uneven breathing beside me. “Did
Susan ever give you a wank or suck you off?” I asked.
Debbie looked absolutely shocked and I heard Susan
stop breathing. “Ah!” I thought “so he doesn’t know about
Daddy.” “You are horrible” Debbie said breathlessly “I
hate you. Of course we didn’t do anything like that.” I
winked at Susan and saw her relax a little as she thought
that she could keep her shameful secret. Well she could,
for the present anyway. I was really enjoying my wank as
Debbie carried on with his firm long strokes and I
breathed into his ear “So for three years all you did was
to give such a sexy fiancee immature teenage kisses. No
wonder she appreciates me.” He looked at me angrily,
flushing deeper but not daring to speak or to stop
wanking me off.

I decided to have a real rest and let them get on with
things. I lay back against the soft cushions. “Debbie,
you keep on tossing me off just like that but fondle my
balls with your other hand. Start sucking on my nipples
using your lips, teeth and tongue to gently tease them
until I tell you to stop. Work on both of them in turn.”
I watched as he put his ruby lips to my nipple and began
to suck it. I began to feel waves of pleasure emanating
from my nipples as he worked on them vigorously and I
felt him fondling my balls. I looked at Susan. “I don’t
want you to feel left out, darling” I said “just suck me
off nicely. Let Debbie toss me off into your sweet
mouth.” She looked helplessly at me and said “Please, no.
Don’t make me do it again. It’s dirty and sinful.” I
stroked her soft hair and looked into her blue eyes.
“Just get on with it Susan” I said quietly. She moved
reluctantly down and I felt her soft hair on my thigh
then my knobhead was enveloped by the delicious moist
warmth of her mouth as she began to expertly suck me off.
My body was flooded with delightful sensations. Debbie
had been tossing me off long enough that my prick was
alive with a pre-orgasmic glow and this was enhanced by
Susan’s rhythmical sucking in time with Debbie’s wanking
hand. Every so often the expert little cocksucker would
pause and run her tongue around the sensitive rim of my
knobhead and then she would restart her rhythmical deep
sucking. The waves of pleasure from my knob, balls and
nipples flooded my body completing the relaxation that
the bath had started.

I looked down with pleasure at the young couple that I
was forcing to service me. They appeared cute but
vulnerable in their sexy revealing clothes. Their short
skirts had ridden high on their plump thighs giving me a
delightful view of their stocking-tops and suspenders.
Even though I had good staying power I knew that with all
the sensations I was receiving I would not last much
longer. The characteristic warm feeling began in my balls
and felt my prick spasm. I put my hand firmly on Susan’s
blonde head and pressed my prick a little deeper into her
mouth. Looking straight into Debbie’s wide sexy hazel
eyes, I whispered “I’m going to shoot a load of hot cum
into your wife’s mouth.” His eyes widened but he did not
dare to stop tossing me off. I let him bring me to a
powerful ejaculation. I went rigid as I shot my steaming
hot cum straight into his young wife’s mouth. Susan kept
her mouth on my softening prick not daring to move
although a thin stream of white cum ran from the corner
of her red lips. I just left her there and drew her young
husband’s head up from my sweating chest and took
possession of his mouth again. As I relaxed and came down
from the high of my powerful ejaculation I enjoyed the
dual sensation of the wife’s hot mouth enveloping my
semi-erect prick as she reflexly licking round the rim of
my knobhead while she gently continued to suck me off and
the warmth of her young husband’s mouth which I slowly
and luxuriously explored. He had a sweet mouth which I
never tired of kissing. To entertain myself while I
recovered I gave Debbie a gentle wank as I kissed him and
then moved back and began to fairly vigorously finger-
fuck his arse hole with two fingers. I had still kept my
hand on his girlish breast mound through all this and I
began to fondle him again and to squeeze his nipple. He
gasped both from the pain of my fingers stretching his
hole and from the warmth flooding him from his nipple.
When my glow had subsided I took my lips from Debbie’s
and moved my arm from round him, freeing his !
tit. I took my fingers from his arse and just put them
straight into his unsuspecting mouth. “Suck them clean” I
ordered. As he was doing so I raised Susan’s sexy little
head from my prick and gave her a gentle kiss, tasting my
cum on her lips. “That was lovely, darling” I said. She
shuddered and sat back with a sigh, her thighs splayed,
her blonde tresses wild and her breasts heaving under her
thin silk virginal white blouse. Not surprisingly at this
erotic sight my prick was becoming hard again. “Go and
make some fresh coffee for me, Debbie” I ordered “I’ll
just play with your wife’s sexy little body for a while.”
He looked at me, eyes filled with hatred and fear, and
went to the kitchen.

I put my hand on Susan’s hairless childish-looking cunt
and, as I had expected, the excitement of sucking me off
had, despite herself, left her moist and receptive. “Give
me a quick wank to get me ready darling” I said. She
automatically reached for my prick and began to toss me
off. In seconds I was hard and ready. I indicated for her
to stand and to sit on my lap with her back to me. As she
moved back towards me her thighs were splayed outside
mine and her hairless slit gaped open. “Please don’t” she
whispered and began to cry quietly “how long are you
going to keep torturing us? We just can’t keep sinning
like this.” I ignored her protests and drew her down on
to my lap slipping the length of my big prick straight up
her moist receptive cunt until I was buried in her to the
balls. She gave a loud gasp. I kissed her neck as I put
my arms round her slender body under her armpits and
began to fondle her breasts through the thin silk of her
blouse. I did not even try to move. It was enough to
relax with my stiff prick rammed hard up the pretty young
blonde wife’s wet cunt and to know how ashamed and dirty
I was making her feel. I put my index finger to her ruby
lips and she automatically sucked on it.

Debbie came in with the coffee. He looked across at us
“God! Not again, you bastard. Why don’t you leave her
alone.” I nodded to the settee where he had been sitting
before. “Shut up, Debbie” I said “put the coffee on the
table and come and sit down.” He obeyed me but I could
see the anger and tension in his eyes and body. I took my
finger from his wife’s mouth and moved my hand between
her plump gaping young thighs and put the finger that she
had moistened into her cunt in front of my stiff prick,
straight on to her little clitoris which I felt
immediately begin to erect. I gently rubbed it while I
felt her plump springy breast more firmly through the
thin material of her sexy blouse. Her nipple was
protruding like a bullet through the sheer blouse into
the palm of my hand and she gave a sudden groan. I
watched her neck and shoulders flush and felt her body
tense clutching my deeply-embedded prick more firmly and
deliciously as, despite herself, she came. “I’m so, so
sorry Derek” she sobbed “I just can’t help it. He is
making me do it.” She began to cry quietly. I had not
come so my prick was still as hard as a poker rammed deep
up her. I pulled her back so that she was resting against
my naked hairy chest with her legs widely splayed and her
cunt-slit clasping my thick prick. I kissed the soft skin
of her slender neck, put both arms round her under hers
on to her breasts and began to thoroughly feel her while
she recovered. She quietly sobbed and I knew how ashamed
and guilty such a well brought-up girl must be feeling.
She would be even more ashamed, I thought, if it hadn’t
been for Daddy!

“I wish you’d leave us alone” Debbie muttered looking as
though he was about to cry as I fondled his young wife
while he watched. “Shut up, Debbie and keep watching us.
You two were engaged for three years. If you had been any
sort of man you would have been fucking Susan all that
time. You gave up the chance so you can just watch me
now.” Susan was lying back against me, submitting
reluctantly to my caresses, and quietly weeping. I put my
hand to her face and moistened my finger with the tears
from her soft cheek and put it back between her thighs on
to her stiff little clitoris, beginning to work her up
again. It did not take long. Her splayed thighs began to
tremble, her flush deepened and she came again in an even
more shattering orgasm. “Oh, Derek, please help me” she
sobbed as I pulled her against me feeling her breasts
more firmly. I glanced at him. “Well, Debbie, you heard
your wife.” “I’m sorry Susan”, he sobbed in a broken
breathy voice “I would help you if I could but there is
nothing I can do.” “That’s a sensible girl” I smiled. A
tear ran down Debbie’s cheek while Susan sobbed loudly
impaled on my thick prick. I carried on gently feeling
her and moving my prick slightly in her wet cunt (into
which I had not yet come this evening) and whispered in
her ear through her soft hair. “You are beginning to
smell, Susan darling, after all your orgasms.” She
sobbed harder and blushed deeply, agitating my prick
beautifully. “Your sweat has made a mess of your pretty
clothes as well. Go upstairs, have a nice shower, wash
and dry your hair and put on a nice clean nightie. If you
want to take a cup of coffee you can.” She nodded
gratefully. I looked at Debbie. “Pour Susan some coffee,
there’s a good girl, then come back here and sit down” I
ordered. He flushed and looked angrily at me but
complied. I pushed Susan up off my thick erect prick and
she went and picked up her coffee. “We will be down here
a bit longer Susan. When you are ready just lie on the
bed and watch TV until we come.” She picked up her coffee
in a trembling hand and went upstairs.

I looked calculatingly at Debbie who looked back warily.
“Do you remember last night I told you to watch Susan
sucking me off because you would be doing it soon? Well I
hope you took notice, because this is the time to prove
it.” He looked aghast and disbelieving. “You can’t make
me do that. I won’t. It is what queers do.” I just
smiled. “It is what proper girls do for their men” I said
firmly “you have seen Susan do it, now start licking my
prick and balls.” He shuddered and shrank away from me
beginning to cry. “I just can’t” he sobbed. “Oh, I think
you can, Debbie darling” I said, putting one hand round
his shoulders and moving his face towards my sweaty
groin. Even now he tried to pull back as he smelt the
male tang of my sweat. “I don’t want to have to slap you”
I warned. I felt his breath on my balls and the softness
of his tongue as he began to lick me. I put my hand on
his soft blonde-streaked hair and pressed his head into
my groin. “Lick me harder” I commanded harshly “go all
over my prick and balls.” I relaxed back, enjoying the
sensation while the shamed young husband cleaned up my
sweaty balls and stiff prick with his reluctant tongue. I
noticed that he was carefully avoiding the threatening
swell of my knobhead. “Time to put a stop to this “I
thought. “Debbie” I said gently. He looked up at me,
clearly hoping that I was going to let him stop. He
should be so lucky! “You have cleaned up my sweat nicely
like a good girl. That feels much better. Now, kneel
between my legs facing me.” He knew better than to
hesitate and I looked down at the crushed young husband
kneeling in his sexy summer frock submissively between my
powerful male thighs. To my pleasure, as he bent forward,
I could see down his frock to the suggestion of a slight
cleavage. He was quietly crying. “Now take the end of my
prick into your mouth and suck me off.” He looked
hopelessly up at me. “Please don’t make me do this” he
begged “I’ll do anything.” “Just do it” I snapped and
watched him take a prick between his lips for the fir!
st time. I reached down and put my hand on his soft
blonde hair pushing his mouth firmly on to my prick.
“Toss me off gently into your mouth” I ordered “and suck
my in time with as you wank. Look at me while you are
doing it and don’t dare move your eyes from mine. Just
keep on sucking me off until I tell you that you can
stop.” He got the message very quickly and before long I
was looking down at my new little cocksucker with his
ruby lips firmly closed around my thick shaft, his wide
hazel eyes fixed on mine, tossing me off into his mouth
and giving me a really pretty competent blowjob. “Every
so often, Debbie, pause in sucking but keep on wanking.
Draw your lips back so that only about an inch of my
prick is in your mouth and run your soft tongue over the
bottom rim of my knobhead.” He complied and a delicious
wave of sensation flooded through me. “That’s wonderful,
Debbie darling. You are a really good little cocksucker.”
He mechanically went back to tossing me off into his
mouth and sucking me off with just the right degree of
suction as the blush deepened on his cheeks. I just lay
back and watched him humiliating himself as he sucked off
a man for the first time enjoying the repugnance and
hatred in his eyes. He was doing such a good job that I
could feel the pressure beginning to build in my balls
again. “Take your mouth off my prick, sweetheart, and
stop wanking me. Just relax holding my prick” I said
quietly. He looked at me in relief.

I let him kneel there holding my prick while I lay back
and closed my eyes. I had come close to ejaculation and I
needed time to control myself. When I had recovered I
looked down at the young husband still kneeing between my
legs holding my stiff prick. “Fucking your wife has made
my arse all sweaty” I said conversationally “just clean
that up as well would you.” I lay back, spread my thighs
wider and pushed a cushion under my arse so that he had
complete access to my hairy hole. “Oh God!” he gasped
“you can’t want me to do that. It is completely
perverted. No one would do it.” “You will Debbie darling”
I said “you know what I will do to you if you give me any
trouble.” With a sob he moved his head forward behind my
balls and I felt him begin to lick my perineum, moving
reluctantly towards my sweaty arse. He needed
encouragement in something that he had never imagined
having to do even in his darkest dreams so I put my hand
on his head and pulled him firmly between my thighs until
I felt his lips on my arsehole. “Now Debbie, just French
kiss my hole, running your tongue around the rim and
pushing your tongue as deeply up me as you can.” He
sobbed but complied and I relaxed back as he sucked and
kissed my sweaty hole pushing his hot tongue deep inside
me. He was crying quietly. The sensation was incredible
as I looked down at the completely straight sexy young
blonde man now dressed in a cute summer frock, on his
knees with his dark nylon clad legs stretched behind him
between my spread thighs sucking, kissing firmly and
deeply tonguing my sweaty arse. I lay back and watched
him as he humiliated himself, destroying the last
vestiges of his self-respect, enjoying the sensations
that spread from my arse hole through my body. I made him
do it for what must have seemed hours to him but I was
enjoying it too much to let him stop. Finally I patted
him on the head. “That’s fine, Debbie, my hole is nice
and clean now. You can go back to sucking me off.” This
was clearly the lesser of two evils for him as he quickly
moved from my arse, looked up into my eyes, and took
my stiff prick deep into his hot mouth between his ruby
lips. He began to automatically toss me off as he sucked
me. He really was very good at it. I put my hand on his
head and gently moved it back and forwards so that he was
fucking my prick with his mouth. I took my hand away and
he had clearly got the message as he continued fucking my
hard stiff prick with his ruby lips as he sucked me
harder tossing me off into his soft young mouth his head
bobbing backwards and forwards. He had become such a
natural cocksucker that I knew that I would not last
long. As I felt the pressure in my balls I held his head
with both hands and pushed my prick deeper towards the
back of his throat. My prick hardened more and I came in
a shattering ejaculation which flooded my body with waves
of sensation. I felt the jets of hot cum drowning his
mouth and throat as I held him firmly on my prick. He
gave a loud gasp as he felt the hot cum and blushed
deeply. I knew then that he had come as well, despite
himself, shooting cum all over his pretty dress. I looked
down at the humiliated husband with his sweet lips around
my softening prick. “Still think you’re straight then?” I
mocked. He shuddered, tears rolling down his flushed
cheeks. I just lay and relaxed letting the sensations of
my orgasm die away.

I pushed him gently off my cock. “Stand up, Debbie” I
ordered. He stood in front of my reclining relaxed form
on shaking legs. “You smell sweaty, darling” I said “your
pretty frock is sticking to you and you have soiled it
where you came when you were sucking me off like the
obedient little cocksucking girlie you have become.” He
looked angrily but impotently down at me. I swung my legs
around up on to the settee and lay relaxing and looking
at him. “Pour me some coffee, Debbie darling” I said ”
then make a fresh pot and some more sandwiches.” He did
not even argue but got me my coffee and went to the
kitchen where I heard him doing as I had commanded. I
enjoyed my coffee, feeling the strength returning. In a
few minutes he came back in carrying a tray. I enjoyed
the slutty sight of his soiled clothes sticking to his
belly and thighs. “Time to go upstairs and join your
wife” I said “bring that with you.” I got up and walked
up the stairs leaving the young husband in my wake
carrying my supper. I went into the bedroom and Susan
looked anxiously up at us. Husband and wife exchanged
glances and I knew that Susan was wondering what had been
happening downstairs. I let her wonder! I switched off
the TV and turned to Debbie. “That’s a good girl” I said,
patting his sexy bottom “Put my sandwiches down on the
bedside table and go and have a shower. Use Susan’s talc
so that you smell sweet and girlie, put on a nice clean
nightie and come back to bed.” I ignored him, knowing
that he would do exactly as he was told. I heard him take
a nightie from the dressing table drawer and go into the
bathroom. I went to the bed and stretched my sweaty male
form alongside the fragrant little blonde wife. I glanced
down at her. She looked very young in a pale yellow low-
cut short nightie clinging to her plump breasts and a
matching pair of panties which fitted tightly to her
buttocks and cunt outlining the nude fleshy contours of
her shaved lower lips. She had repaired her make-up and
looked very pretty. I could smell the freshness of her
hair which she had carefully brushed again into a cute
pony-tail. Turning from her I ate my supper while she
lay anxious and tense beside me.

The bathroom door opened and Debbie slowly came back into
the bedroom. He was wearing a short peach coloured
shortie nightie with matching panties and I was
interested to see that his little prick was already stiff
from the feel of the sexy feminine material. He looked
and smelt clean and fresh and I had fortunately not done
too much damage to his make-up. I smiled at him and moved
over into the middle of the bed closer to Susan who I
felt shudder. I patted the bed beside me. “Come to bed,
Debbie darling, there’s a good girl.” He flushed with
anger, clearly never going to get used to my calling him
a girl, but he did as I commanded. I stretched out
between them enjoying the clean smell from their freshly-
showered and talced bodies and knowing that they must be
smelling the sweat from mine.

I felt very relaxed and was enjoying my evening. To
entertain myself I ignored Debbie and turned to Susan and
drew her fragrant young body into my arms. I began to
very gently kiss her not using very much tongue, putting
one hand on her soft springy breast and the other up
under the hem of her nightie gently parting her legs and
cupping her cunt through the nylon panties. I continued
to kiss her while feeling her breast and cunt until she
became moist under my palm. I moved my mouth to her ear
and said very softly “Doesn’t Debbie know about Daddy
then?.” She gave a gasp and whispered “Oh God! please
don’t tell him. No one knows.” Debbie didn’t know what I
was doing to his wife as my back was to him but he felt
motivated to a routine protest. “Leave her alone, you
sick bastard” which I naturally ignored. “Shall we tell
him darling?” I whispered maliciously. “Oh God no,
please” she pleaded “I’ll do anything you ask but please
don’t.” “I’ll hold you to that later” I smiled. I lay
back, slipping my hand down into the elasticated waist of
her panties and slowly caressing all around her bare
cunt. She gasped as I began to gently finger-fuck her as
I worked her up for her next ordeal. Her cunt was now
very wet. “Pull your heels up and spread your thighs,
Susan” I whispered into her ear. I could feel her shaking
as she did as I asked. I moved down the bed until I was
between Susan’s plump splayed thighs and smiled up into
her anxiety-filled eyes. “I think that you are going to
like this, darling” I said. It was as though Debbie no
longer existed. I concentrated solely on his wife but I
could hear his ragged breathing and from the corner of my
eye I could see him spasmodically clenching and
unclenching his fists in impotent shame and anger as he
watched me playing with her but knowing that he did not
dare to interfere.

I pressed my lips to her fleshy hairless cunt-lips
kissing her through the nylon panties soaked with her
reluctantly-excited woman smell. I enjoyed sucking them
for a moment but they were clearly in the way. I propped
myself on my elbow beside the aroused but frightened
girl. “Take your panties off darling” I said and watched
as she slid them down her legs and dropped them on to the
floor. I put my hand on the soft flesh inside her thigh.
“Heels up again and thighs spread, Susan” I said gently.
She mutely complied and I moved back between her plump
trembling thighs. Without hesitation I brought my lips to
her cunt and began to deeply French kiss her fleshy lower
lips pushing my tongue up her clinging channel. She
gasped and I felt her thighs tense and her heels press
into the bed. I had my hand on the inside of her thigh
and from my gentle pressure she knew that she had to keep
her thighs widely spread. I continued exploring her sexy
cunt at my leisure enjoying her horrified reluctance but
enjoying the taste and smell of her even more. I gave her
a thorough tonguing sucking every part of the fragrant
lips until, at last, I brought my tongue just inside the
top of her gaping sloppy slit and began to gently tease
her clitoris. “Oh God!” she gasped, putting her small
hand on my head “you mustn’t do that.” I ignored her, of
course and gently sucked the small bud with my lips and
tongue. Without warning she gave a great gasp and
convulsed, clutching my head between her fleshy thighs as
she experienced the most shattering orgasm she had ever
had. My face and lips were wet with her fragrant juices
as I continued sucking her cunt. She gave another deep
sigh and lay trembling, her heels drumming against the
bed as I continued to suck her sweet young cunt. She
began a low wordless moaning. “Stop it for God’s sake”
her husband pleaded “can’t you see she can’t stand it?” I
ignored him and slowly and deliberately again began to
tease her erect little clitoris. She had not recovered
from the last orgasm before the next one hit her.

She burst into hysterical tears and clasped the
bedclothes in her little fists her thighs slackly
splayed. “Please leave her alone” Debbie begged. Susan’s
soft body was trembling violently and she was weeping
hysterically under the influence of feelings the
intensity of which she had never experienced before. She
was bathed in sweat and her nightdress clung revealingly
to her sticky body. I moved up the bed and propped myself
on my elbow with one hand fondling her sweaty breast
through the nylon as she slowly brought herself under
control. Her deep gasping breaths began to calm down and
her hysterics muted to a gentle persistent sobbing as
tears rolled down her lovely cheeks. I kissed her gently
on the ear under her wet sweaty smelly hair. “One more
thing darling” I whispered into her ear. I put my hand
between her gaping thighs on to her wet and sticky cunt
and smeared cunt-slime on to my middle finger and without
pausing I slid it up her arse which I was not really
surprised to find slacker than one would have expected in
a well brought-up girl. She gave a deep gasp and stopped
breathing. The flush left her and she went as pale as a
ghost lying rigid impaled on my sticky motionless finger.
“Daddy?” I whispered into her ear. She gave a deep
shuddering gasp and began to moan quietly. Eventually she
just nodded dumbly, still very pale and shaken. I had
rooted out her last shameful secret. “Don’t worry, Susan
darling” I whispered into her pale shell-like ear “it
will be our secret.” She gave a deep sigh and the colour
returned to her cheeks as she began to calm down.

I pulled my finger gently out of her arse and relaxed on
my back. The exhausted girl lay panting beside me
absolutely drenched with sweat, her nightie plastered
stickily to her body. Her normally lovely hair spread
dankly across her neck, shoulders and over the pillow
where it had come out of the pony-tail during her
exertions. She lay motionless trying to recover her
composure with her heels drawn up to her arse, her thighs
spread wantonly apart and her cunt gaping open.

I had not come since Debbie had sucked me off downstairs
in spite of what I had been doing to the young husband
and wife so I was beginning to feel like some more fun. I
kissed Susan’s sweaty cheek gently. “Go and have a nice
shower and wash and dry your hair, darling. Make yourself
smell nice and sweet again and then come back to bed. You
won’t need a nightie.” I squeezed her little hand and
patted her on the bottom as she got off the bed and went
slowly to the bathroom. She looked physically and
mentally exhausted.

I turned to Debbie and was pleased to find that although
he had been emotional and angry from my treatment of his
wife he still smelt sweet. I put my hand straight up the
hem of his nightie and cupped his prick and balls through
the sheer nylon of his panties. I squeezed his balls
gently and as usual, he rapidly became stiff under my
exploring hand. I began to gently wank him through his
panties. I pulled him to my chest and he automatically
began to suck my nipple. He was learning fast. I let him
move from one nipple to the other and noted that he was
becoming much more skilful and instinctive in the use of
his lips and tongue. Sensations flooded me from my
nipples. I could stand quite a lot of this! I lowered my
lips to his ear. “Don’t stop what you are doing,
sweetheart, but take off your sexy little girlie
panties.” I released his prick and, keeping his lips on
my erect nipple he shuffled off his panties. “Now start
wanking me off” I commanded. He reached for my prick and
began to toss me off at just the right speed and with
exactly the proper pressure. His lips sucked hard on my
nipples. “Well done, that is lovely darling” I whispered.
“I fancy a fuck but we are going to need some
lubrication.” He gasped with horror against my nipple but
continued his vigorous suction. I grasped his hard little
prick and casually wanked him to a quick ejaculation all
over his belly. He gave a deep gasp. “Just what I need” I
smiled. I moved him from my nipple and rolled him on to
his back. I was in no mood to wait now. “Heels up and
thighs apart darling” I ordered. He dumbly did as he was
told. I smeared the cum from his belly all over my stiff
prick so that it was nice and greasy and slowly shoved it
up his arse until I was sheathed in him to the balls. I
lay forward on him with my hands covering his little
tits, feeling him gently through his nightie. I put my
lips to his and his mouth opened under mine. I began to
give him a long deep kiss and to slowly fuck him. He was
beginning to know what was needed and he clasped me
around the hips with his plump thighs. I increased
the speed and depth of my stroke and his hips began to
move with mine. I took my lips from his and whispered
into his ear “Who said he wasn’t queer then?”

I heard Susan come into the room and I took my lips from
her husband’s and smiled at her. “Just sit on the chair
darling while I am fucking your husband. We won’t be
long” I said casually. In spite of all she had
experienced in the last forty-eight hours Susan’s mouth
opened with shock and she sank down on the chair watching
in horror as I had my way again with her young husband. I
began to kiss him again and to move more deeply and
roughly until I was giving him a really savage fucking
and having a lovely ride. The bed was creaking loudly as
I pressed my tongue deep into his mouth, squeezed his
tits firmly and ramming my thick stiff prick as hard as I
could deep into his arse. He moved under me meeting my
thrusts, wide-eyed and gasping. Our sweat was mingling
sticking his thin nylon nightie to us. I just rode him as
roughly as I felt like without considering his feelings
until I came deep into his arse. He groaned loudly and
let his thighs fall from round my hips. “You’ve just been
well fucked again haven’t you” I taunted “I thought you
said that you were straight!” I gave his tits a last
squeeze, pulled out of his greasy hole and lay back on
the bed getting my breath back as he lay panting beside
me. The room smelled of sex and I know that clean fresh
Susan could smell us both.

I was getting hungry again. “Go downstairs and make us
some coffee and sandwiches Debbie” I said “make enough
for three, I’m sure that you must both be hungry.” This
was the first bit of real consideration I had shown them
and I saw them look at each other with hope in their
eyes. Debbie got off the bed and went out, his soiled
nightie sticking uncomfortably to his sweaty body. I got
off the bed and walked to the bathroom. I stopped and
gently caressed Susan’s soft clean hair. “I am going for
a shower darling. You relax and watch TV. When Debbie
comes back tell him to make the bed with clean fresh
bedclothes.” “I don’t mind doing it” she whispered. “Ah
but I mind you doing it” I said “I told you earlier that
Debbie was doing all the housework this evening. Just
tell him what I said.” I strolled into the bathroom and
had a nice refreshing shower. I washed my hair and dried
it with Susan’s hairdryer which I found on an extension
lead in the bathroom. I did not hurry knowing that they
would have to wait for me.

When I was fresh and clean I walked back into the
bedroom. The coffee and sandwiches were ready as I had
ordered and the bed had been freshly made. I want and lay
down. “Pour Susan and I coffee, Debbie” I suggested “and
pass us each a sandwich” I patted the bed and Susan came
and sat beside me propped up on the pillows as Debbie
served us.” “Thank you, darling” I said “now go and have
your shower. Wash and dry your hair and make yourself
smell nice and feminine. You wont need a nightie. You can
have your supper when you come back.” He went out and I
smiled at Susan. She looked back uncertainly.

“So, Susan” I said “how old were you when Daddy started
fucking you up the arse?” She looked shocked and went
pale, glancing nervously at the bathroom. “Don’t worry,
darling, Debbie can’t hear you.”

“I was fifteen” she said shyly “he had me almost every
night until I went to University when I was eighteen.”
“God!” I thought, “lucky Daddy, no wonder her arse isn’t
as tight as it might be.” This had clearly been troubling
her and now that she had started talking about it she
couldn’t seem to stop. “Mummy was blind” she said “and
Daddy used to feel me when she was in the room. He
sometimes made me suck him while they were at the dinner
table. Once he made me sit on his knob while they were
watching television and he put his hands on my breasts
the way you did.” “What a old perve” I thought. I highly
approved of Daddy, a man after my own heart. “Shh” Susan
said suddenly. Debbie came into the bedroom and sat on
the chair slowly eating his supper and watching us.

“Don’t forget your pill, Susan” I said ” and give two to
Debbie.” He looked at me with resistance building in
his eyes but I just stared at him until he put the
contraceptive pills in his mouth and washed them down.
“Good girl” I said “you’ll get used to it!”

Even I was getting tired after my efforts. “Come to bed,
Debbie darling, and put the light out. It is time for
some sleep.” He walked over and lay down beside me
switching out the main light so that the room was just
lit dimly and romantically from the hidden lights. I
gently kissed Susan and Debbie gently. “Good-night
darlings” I said and quickly went to sleep leaving the
naked husband and wife lying awake on either side of me.

I awoke a couple of hours later and rather to my surprise
both Susan and Debbie were asleep. Had I found them awake
it would have been more what I expected. I turned to
Susan, put my hand between her plump young thighs and
began to work her up with my finger. I knew that this
would wake her and, sure enough in a moment, she sighed
and opened her blue eyes. They slowly focused on mine as
she realised what I was doing. “Please stop” she gasped.
We could both hear Debbie quietly snoring. I kissed her
gently and whispered into her ear. “Give me a nice wank,
Susan darling.” She put her soft hand on my semi-hard
prick and began to toss me off. This rapidly stiffened me
up. I gently kissed her again, just brushing her lips
with my tongue. I did not want to make her come yet so I
kept away from her clitoris and lightly felt her hot wet
cunt. “You know what we are going to do now, don’t you
darling” I whispered into her ear through her soft silky
hair. “I am going to remind you of when you were a
teenager and of all those nights that Daddy was in your
bed.” She looked dumbly into my eyes and protested
“Please, please don’t. It was so wrong then and I’ve
never done it since.” I moved my hand from her cunt to
her soft arse and began to lubricate her hole well with
cunt-slime. I gave her arse a finger-fuck so that it
would be as loose as possible. When her hole was nice and
greasy I moved my hand back to her sopping cunt and began
to transfer cunt-slime to my prick making it nice and
greasy. I looked deeply into her baby-blue eyes. “It’s
time someone had your arse again, Susan, and it might as
well be me.” I gently rolled her on to her back. “You
know the drill, darling” I whispered “thighs widely
spread.” She complied and I pushed a pillow under her
arse giving me ready access to her hole. I moved quietly
between her legs so as not to disturb Debbie and put the
end of my stiff prick against the dimple of her greasy
arse hole. I gently pushed and without difficulty my
stiff prick went about four inches up her. I smiled
into her wide eyes. “That was easy, darling, take a
deep breath.” She breathed in deeply and I pushed my
prick right up her moist arse until I was sheathed in her
with my hairy balls resting against her smooth shaven
cunt. “Put your legs around me precious” I whispered. She
wrapped her thighs around my waist. She put her thighs
rather higher up my body than I expected and this pulled
my prick further up her hole. I wondered if she had
learned that trick from Daddy! I took her in my arms and
rolled on to my side so that she was facing me with my
prick right up inside her arse. “This is so wrong, so
sinful” the little blonde whispered mournfully. I just
smiled into her baby eyes and began to gently fuck her
clinging arse. Her arse was so smooth that I came up her
fairly soon. I gave her a gentle kiss, pulled out my
prick and settled down to sleep leaving Susan to her
thoughts and memories.

I awoke early as yesterday to find them both awake. I did
not touch either of them and their anxieties began to
build. I could feel the tension in the air when I said
casually “I shall be leaving today but before we part
there are some things we need to get straight. First of
all, Susan. You can continue to go to work dressed as you
normally do although it might be nice if you gradually
shortened your skirts until they are about three inches
above the knee. We can discuss any other changes when we
next meet.” I saw them look at each other in startled
horror that the end of their ordeal was apparently not
yet in sight.

“Debbie, it is a little different for you. I have found
out over the last couple of nights that you are much more
of a girl than I had realised. Since you are a girl you
will dress like one. For the time being you may wear a
suit and shirt with men’s shoes for work but depending
how you change we may modify that when we meet again.
You will always wear under the suit frilly panties, a
suspender belt and stockings and a nice smooth slip. It
is your business how you stop people finding out about
it, finally, don’t forget to take your two pills every
night. I expect to see some results when I next visit.”

“Now, both of you. When you come home in the evening and
at weekends you are to change at once into clothes
exactly like those you were wearing last night. This is
an absolute rule and there is no to be no relaxation or
deviation, except that one night a week and one weekend a
month you can dress as you like if you want to go out or
to have friends over. When you are alone together in the
house you are to dress exactly as I have ordered always.
You will remember what I said about sex. You are not,
under any circumstances to touch one another neither will
you play with yourselves. If you feel horny you can save
it for my next visit. From now on you will live as
brother and sister keeping yourselves for me. I don’t
care if you continue to share the same bed but if I find
that you have not been following my orders it will be the
worse for you both, and you have seen what I can do.”

“Now I am going for a shower. You two can go down and
make my breakfast It is still early so you will have time
to get ready for work after I leave.” I could see that
they were both still very on edge after the last two
nights and expected me to make some sexual demand on one
or both. I enjoyed surprising them as I watched the naked
pair leave the bedroom and went to the bathroom. I
dressed, collected my case and phoned for a cab on my
mobile before going downstairs.

I ate breakfast and tossed the naked blonde the car
keys, just as the doorbell rang. “I called a taxi ” I
said casually “and that will be it so I will be on my
way. I’ll keep the front door key so that I can check up
on you whenever I like. You will never know when I am
going to come so make sure you obey me. You know what
will happen if I call and find that you have not done
exactly as I told you.”

I smiled at the dumb-struck pair and went out happy at
having added another young couple to my collection.