The buzzing of the alarm clock ripped Jen from her sweet dreams and dropped her into the nightmare that is her life. Her penis, or clitty as her mistress had renamed it, hurts as it threatens in vain to bust free from its permanent prison. She hated waking up in this room especially, there was no way to look at the strange surroundings and not be reminded of what she had lost. She had wanted to be humiliated, that was all, but her cruel girlfriend had transformed her from Jeff to Jen. In a quick series of events she had made Jeff get rid of his manly clothes, accept that he is a cuckold, begin to service her lover, and worst of all lose her to the superior man whose house they now both lived in and for who Jen was a live in maid and fuckdoll.
She rose and put on her maid uniform and headed off to the kitchen. Turning the corner into the hall she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. In the early morning light she barely recognized the slutty woman she saw reflected back. Her hair was long and she barely noticed the weight of the fake breasts she now wore for the entirety of everyday, her makeup was slutty and inviting and, much to her dismay, it invited all the wrong sort of attention. Was it that long ago that Tammy was hers and pretended to enjoy her tiny clitty? How far back did she have to go before she knew the taste of cock or the feel of it stretching her asshole? When had she last felt a pussy on her clitty? What did that even feel like? She pondered these things in misery as she made breakfast for the man of the house.
Tammy had left Jen with a simple task, keep the Master happy. No matter what he wanted or needed Jen was to attend to it for him. Tammy had left for New York a few days ago on her cabin crew job and in that time Jen had done everything demanded of her. She hoped that maybe if she was very good Tammy might let her out of chastity when she returned. She knew it was unlikely but hoping was all she had left after giving everything first to her mistress and then again to her master.
Soon she made her way into the room shared by the man who earned Tammy's time and body. She thought of all the times she had listened to Tammy cum while impaled on his superior and massive cock. The first time she watched them fuck in person she was mesmerized. Tammyâs face was contorted in ecstasy far greater than anything Jen had ever given. Her heart and stomach ached as she watched their union. Every time they finished she was made to clean them both. It was humiliating to see the woman she loved more than anything cumming on another manâs cock. It was worse still to taste her pussy so full of cum when it was stretched and used beyond recognition. Worst of all though was tasting his fiancĂ©s sex on her new boyfriendâs giant member. More than once the humiliation had made her clitty twitch and they both made sure to let Jen know it hadnât gone unnoticed and clearly she liked it.
She set down the tray quietly and looked at her master. He had six pack abs and short dark hair that framed his gorgeous face. His arms and legs looked strong like they had been crafted out of marble and wrapped in soft musky flesh. She looked at him sleeping like an angel, or more likely a devil and decided it was time so she slipped below the covers to wake him up.
She found his penis hard as a rock and ready. In times past Tammy would be there silently watching with a hand on the back of her head to remind her she had no control but now it was just them and she couldnât pretend she was doing it for Tammy. She slowly pulled down his boxers and his magnificent member bobbed in front of her face, she kissed it reflexively after doing it so many times. Her tongue swirled around the head as she tasted the salty, meaty taste of a real manâs cock. She let its head rest on her tongue as she slid the head into her mouth and began to suck. She had gotten good at taking the whole thing but god did she hate that fact. She slid her head up and down going deeper every time. She opened her throat and began to take it as she heard him stir.
Before Jen could react she felt a pair of hands grab either side of her head to hold her face in place. âWell good morning to you too Jen.â Jen knew what was coming but it didnât make it any easier. He began to thrust his huge beautiful cock into her throat. At first he just moved his hips a little bit and Jen focused on pleasuring the head of his perfect flesh stick. Harder and harder he began to fuck Jenâs face bucking his hips like he did when he took Tammy. She tried to let her mind drift but every time he entered her throat again she felt ashamed and violated. Every time he pulled his glistening meat rod out of her throat she tasted the precum on the head of his cock on her tongue. Before long she heard him say â slut Iâm going to cum in your mouth, donât swallow just hold it there.â She braced for one of his massive loads and he began to grind his cock on her tongue harder than she ever remembered him doing it before. His cock twitched that incredible and unmistakable pulse on her tongue before blasting his gift into her mouth. Jen felt it hit the back of her throat but didnât dare swallow and soon her mouth was completely full of his love.
âSit there silently while I eat then I have another task for you.â Jen hated the taste of sperm. It was humiliating having to sit there and taste it while he ate the delicious meal she had prepared but she knew if she swallowed or moved she would be beaten badly so she did as she was told. 30 minutes later he turned to Jen to address her again âget on your knees I want to do some face painting today.â Jen didnât know exactly what he meant but knew it couldnât be good. She did as instructed and got on her knees staring up at him from an angle she wished she was unfamiliar with. The master stood with his cock again at full mast. Itâs length was close to 9 inches and it was the perfect girth . He told Jen to tilt her head back and open her mouth. He dipped his cock into her mouth and took it out and brought with it some of his cum she had been keeping warm. He quickly ran his dick across her face and repeated the process several times until her face was covered in his juices. âNow you look fuckable Jen. Actually thatâs not a bad ideaâ he grabbed her head and without warning he rammed his long steel flesh stick into her throat. Jen tried to keep cool and was able to do so but she was dangerously close to gaging and knew that that would be a canning if she did.
He lasted for ages this time and Jenâs jaw began to ache but she had to press on. Jen felt his cock thrust across her tongue and stop just short of the opening to her throat. For a brief moment Jen wondered if he was going to pull it out before he thrust his hips forward and drove his member violently into her throat. Jen tried to breath and swallow both her pride and his cock. He stepped forward holding Jenâs head and began pushing himself deep into her face. She felt his penis deeper than it had ever been and still he trusted ever deeper. Without saying a word he stepped back and removed his cock with an audible pop from her throat and mouth and began to shoot thick hot ropes of cum onto Jenâs face. In time with the rhythmic pulsing of his cock more and more cum shot out onto Jenâs face. She could hardly believe he had so much still left in his heavy balls. âDonât clean yourself off today I want you like that all day do you understand me!?â âYes master of courseâ Jen knew there was no point in fighting, it would only end with her getting whipped or worse and doing what she was told anyway so she swallowed her pride and left the room.
âGo get started on your chores, I donât let you live here because I like you slave now make yourself useful!.â She knew what the next few hours would hold and so she set out and did the long list of chores left to her by the master. She began to wash the dishes and do the laundry and before long she was washing Tammyâs panties. She found it heart breaking to do it as Tammy would often left her boyfriend fuck her and then put her panties back on to ensure that Jen would be washing out the cum stains by hand. She couldnât help herself and brought them up to take a sniff. What would Tammy think seeing her like this? Would Tammy think he was even less of a man? Was that even possible? Jen kept washing the soft lacy material and thinking about all the times the master had been inside Tammy while Jen lay awake listening to her scream in ways Jen could never make her. The tears began to well in her eyes but soon they mixed with the dried semen and her eyes began to burn. This made her start to really cry. As the embarrassment and pain mixed she felt her clitty growing in her cage.
The master flung the door open at hearing the crying. â Why were you sniffing my girlfriend's panties!? Are you fucking crazy, you slut bitch!? Iâll give you something to cry aboutâ Jen froze as the master grabbed her by the arm and drug her into her room. She trembled thinking she was going to get punished but she soon found she was strapped on her hands and knees on the bed and she became even more afraid. âJen I think itâs time we see what this machine can really do, and to celebrate turning it all the way up I got you a present.â He pulled out the biggest dildo Jen had ever seen. It must have been 12 inches. âThis guy is going to destroy your asshole while I destroy your mouth again.â Jen knew better than to beg or plead so she just quietly said âyes master, thank you masterâ Jen heard him changing attachments and lubing up the monster before she felt it aligned to her tight pussy. âJen, after today you my slut are going to gapeâ she felt the head push into her and she left out a shudder, her clitty betrayed her and she felt it strain against its cage. âOh and donât cum or youâre telling me you love it want to ride it for even longerâ
The machine whirled to life and Jen thought she was going to split in two. The monster pushed further into her than she thought was even possible. Just as she thought she couldnât take anymore it began a long retreat from her before once again forcing its way inside her. Slowly the pace picked up as she heard each click indicate it was about to get a little worse for her, but if she was being honest with herself she loved it. Every time it got faster she felt a little prouder of how well she was taking it, but her brain fought against the idea she was enjoying this humiliation punishment. How could she claim to still be a straight man if she was enjoying this? The confusion and the emasculating only made her cage tighter on her twitching clitty.