(This story assumes you have read the previous chapters)
Mistress allowed my aching testicles to recover for a few days after Lisa crushed them under her foot. They still ache constantly but seem to be healing nicely. I have become Mistress’s personal urinal, as my mouth is now the only place she pees. Also Mistress has started storing her butt plug up my ass all the time. The only time I may remove the butt plug is when I need to use the restroom, and then I must beg her for permission, or when her new boyfriend Roger wishes to use me anal.
Roger has been coming over almost everyday to make out with Mistress and then use my mouth and ass to release his sperm. Roger is an average looking man, of about 5’9, with a rather short dick, but what he lack in length he more than makes up for in girth. You see Roger’s cock is at least 3 inches across. I can barely fit it in my mouth, and it chokes me when he forces me to swallow it. His dick is maybe 7 inches long, so it still easily reaches down my throat and completely cuts off my air supply because of its thickness. Now understand before Mistress used her strap on the first time, my ass was a virgin, so having a 3 inch thick cock stuffed up me, is more than a bit painful, and Roger always gets a laugh out of making me cry as he roughly shoves his fat cock up my dry ass, and begins to fuck me as hast and hard as he can.
Mistress is no help either as she only laughs harder as I cry and beg him for mercy. When my tears start streaming down my face, she laughs even harder and starts telling me what a wimp I am, and how I cry like a little girl. “If you are going to keep crying like a little girl, maybe I should get you some panties, and a training bra, and start dressing you in little school girl outfits” she teases.
Atleast I always thought she was teasing. This morning after licking Mistress pussy to wake her up and then drinking her piss and having my ice cold shower, Mistress handed me a large flat box, and told me to get dressed. “We are going to go visit some friends today, so you need to dress appropriately slut” she told me. Mistress left the room, and I opened the box. My jaw dropped as I saw what Mistress expected me to wear. Inside I found a very short red and black plaid skirt, and a thin white woman’s blouse. Along with them, were a pair of lacey silk black panties, and a frilly black bra. My face instantly turned beet red, as I looked over these girlish clothes, and then I heard Mistress yelling from the living room to hurry up and get my ass dressed, or she would forget that she promised to take it easy on my aching balls for a few more days.
This was all the encouragement I needed as my balls are still very painful fro Lisa’s treatment of them previously. I shivered as I remembered Lisa stepping on my balls and crushing them. I quickly pulled the panties on and cursed silently as I found that no matter how I might try my balls hang disgustingly over the sides of the thin crotch of the panties. Finally giving up on containing my balls in the panties, I picked up the bra. I remember watching Mistress fasten the bra in front and then turn it around, before wiggling her arms through the straps, so that is exactly what I did. A single tear rolls down my cheek as I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror wearing women’s under garments.
Next I put on the skirt, and tugging fruitlessly as I notice that the bottom of my panties clad ass is slightly exposed, while standing up and I know if I lean over at all, I will be fully exposed. Then the shirt, I button it up as best I can, and tuck it in noting that Mistress has cleverly cut off the top few buttons so that it falls up low enough to show the top of my black bra. I lower my head in shame and walk out into the living room, to Mistress. She laughs hysterically and hands me the thigh high stockings and platform white paten leather shoes, to complete my transformation.
“Very good slut, now you look the part of a proper little girl whore” she laughs, as she grabs her keys and leads me to the door. I hesitate at the door, not wanting to go outside where anyone may see me, dressed like this, for which my aching balls earn a sharp slap. I quickly walk out to the car, and moan as I find the door locked. Mistress slowly walks to the driver’s side and unlocks her door only, and then get’s in and settles herself before finally unlocking my door to allow me to get in. “Now my lil slut we are going to go see some of you friends, and see what they think of you now.” She tells me, before starting the car and backing out of my driveway, to take me who knows where.
Soon we pull up at Rogers house, and I see several other cars already parked in his drive. Mistress parks and gets out ordering me to come with her. I again blush deeply wondering just how many people will be inside, to see me in my schoolgirl outfit. Also I wonder just how bad the torture will be this time.
We walk up to the door together, with me trying in vain to tug the back of my skirt down the whole time, as Mistress rings the door bell, and we are soon greeted by Roger. He looks me over and gives me a grin, before moving aside to let Mistress and I enter. As I walk past him Roger reaches down and gives my exposed ass a hard painful pinch.
Once inside I look around and see that there are 3 other couples sitting around watching a porn movie, and visiting. To My horror Lisa and her big black boyfriend, are among the guests. Lisa laughs at me, and points as she whispers something to Billy her 6-foot body builder boyfriend. My eyes find themselves looking at the huge bulge in Billy’s pants, as I begin remembering all the rumors about how big Black guy’s dicks are.
