I am at one of my "friend's" house for the afternoon because his wife is working late. I have just arrived and am anticipating what the afternoon has in store for us. I start to feel the twitching in my pants as my mind wanders. I quickly reach down and rub my cock through my pants as I get out of my car. I walk to the door and ring the bell. My shock is obvious as the door opens.
"Hey Janet, Tom said you had to work." I managed to say, trying to seem natural.
"My meeting got cancelled so I am home early. Were you coming over to play?" she says.
"Well we thought we'd would watch the game or play some Playstation or something." I said, trying to sound bored.
"Are you sure you weren't going to watch porn and suck my husband's cock, Chad?" she calmly asked.
My jaw dropped as I tried to recover.
"Wh..What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to seem innocent.
"It's ok Chad, Tom told me all about how you love to play with his cock."
"I better go" I stuttered.
"No, I think you better come in, I won't bite." She promised.
I walked into the living room and looked around, looking for that lying bastard Tom.
"Where's Tom?" I asked.
"Oh, he's around" she said.
I asked Janet what she wanted and she told me to shut up and wait. I sat on the couch and she said she would go get Tom. I waited nervously, not knowing what to expect. Tom and Janet were my friends, I didn't want to screw things up. She called to me from the back of the house so I got up and headed towards her bedroom. I walked in and didn't see Tom anywhere, but I saw Janet in the closet. I asked what she was doing and she told me she was picking out a dress.
"Why" I asked, "Are we going out?"
"It's not for me" she said, "it's for you."
"If you want to suck my husband's cock like a little whore you should at least dress like one."
"There is no way in hell I am going to wear a dress." I said
"Well I would hate for your friends at work to find out about you two" she threatened.
My head was spinning as I realized how screwed I was. I was not going to win this one, that was clear. I decided the best thing I could do was play along with her and hope for the best.
"Ok" I said, admitting defeat, "which one do I put on?"
"None of them" she snapped, "until you get in the shower and shave all that hair. All of it, legs, chest, balls, all of it."
I took a deep breath and started to argue until I noticed the look in her eyes. She was in charge, and if I didn't know better I would have guessed she was enjoying it. I knew the only way out was to comply. I got in the shower and took my time shaving my entire body as ordered. When I was finished I got out and dried off, admiring how good I looked totally shaven. In the bedroom Janet had laid out an entire outfit for me including panties, bra, stockings, a shirt, blouse, heels, and even lipstick. I laughed a little as I realized the absurdity of the situation, but started to get dressed. As odd as it was, I enjoyed how the cotton thong felt, and the stocking made my athletic legs look really smooth. The bra was a little uncomfortable, but the skirt and blouse went on without a problem. I sat down to put on the heels as Janet returned.
"Now that is more like it, you little whore." She said.
She made me stand in front of her as she applied the bright red lipstick to my lips, then turned me to face the mirror. I was surprised by how I looked, I was quite feminine in the right clothes. I admired the way my legs looked in the heels and how the knee length skirt fell off my waist. If I had not been in such shock I probably would have been turned on.
"Follow me to the den." Janet ordered.
I stumbled a few times as I followed her, trying to adapt to walking in heels. I made my way to the den, following her in and my jaw dropped at what I saw. Tom was in a leather thing that looked like it was from some fetish mag, tied to the chair. He had a gag in his mouth and a cockring around his swollen cock. I had sucked on that cock so many times I knew it as well as my own, this was the hardest I had seen it. The rest of the outfit made an "X" across his chest with the black leather and his hands and feet were bound and he was blindfolded.
"Sit down bitch" she barked at me as she removed Tom's blindfold.
"What do you think of your friend Chad now? He makes such a cute slut, doesn't he?"
Tom tried to speak but the gag made it impossible. I stared at him in amazement, his 6'2" frame tied and restrained, his 9" cock throbbing in front of me.
"You want to suck that cock, don't you slut?" Janet asked.
"I'm not sure, I don't know" I admitted.
"Oh sure you do" she said, "you have wanted to suck it at least 2 dozen times before and have. Haven't you?"
"Yes" I whispered.
"What?"