Be My Bitch

At that I turned and pulled down Miss Susan’s tights, her impressive cock sprang out at me and I wrapped my lips around it. God, she was huge. Not as big as Mistress, but huge just the same. What she lacked in length, she more than made up for in girth. It must’ve been at least 2 ½ inches around. It was difficult, but I went all the way down until her balls were resting on my chin. I felt so full. Soon I felt Mistress behind me. She was manipulating my butt plug. Every so often she would shock me with it and I could feel my own cock trying to break free. I never spoke, just kept swallowing that beautiful thick cock again and again. I felt Miss Susan grab the back of my head, pull my hair into a tight ponytail and exclaim, “I’M FUCKING CUMMING!!!”. She unleashed more cum than I could handle. It felt like she hadn’t busted a nut in months. To my own amazement, I hadn’t cum. I was pre-cumming like a mad-man, but no cum. Miss Susan had shot most of her load all over my face and hair. Mistress Jennifer order me to clean her cock completely, then put it away nicely. Mistress then told me they would be going out for a while and expected the entire house spotless by the time they returned.
























Chapter 3

After they’d left, I remember thinking that if this is the worst I’d ever have to endure it wouldn’t be that bad. I mean, hell, I loved sucking cock and swallowing cum. I loved being in a relationship with a transgender. After all that was what attracted me to Mistress in the first place. With that thought, I went about the house cleaning.
It took me a solid two hours to get the house spotless. The whole time of course I had that monster butt plug in place. Every time I bent over that thing would tickle my prostate in the most erotic fashion. It was nearly unbearable. To the point where I thought I might cum. I remember thinking I was ordered not to cum unless commanded. I also remember I was wearing a cock cage and cleaning that up after would really suck.