Cfnm Randy Summers Cosplay Captive
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Cfnm Randy Summers Cosplay Captive

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Weeks had passed since my disturbing encounter with Harrison and Callie. As much as I was still freaked out, I found myself jacking off whenever I thought about it. Jane and Ted didn't have any projects for me through the X-treme division. Instead, I was working on some coding for an AI software program used to create artistic photos. It was a relief to work on something so benign for a change.

I decided to take Ms. Stone up on her offer of medical insurance coverage. Given some of the acting, modeling, and life situations I've been experiencing I thought it a good idea to have doctors I could call in case something unforeseen happened.

I was having a slow day, so I rode my bike over to the medical facility. As Ms. Stone had mentioned, it was in the same building where I had been poked and prodded by the doctors of the FD Corp. This time I noticed that there were both female and male staff members.

None of the doctors or nurses was particularly noteworthy. I was given a no-nonsense physical complete with blood tests. I was happy that I was not required to be nude at all. No one groped or ogled me. It was sure different from the FD Corp. medical facility. One doctor did recommend that I get a tetanus booster shot and that was about it.

I was given a card for proof of coverage. The medical group also had a website I could use to ask questions, set up appointments, see test results and such. I thought it was pretty cool.

As I was getting ready to head home, I got a call from Miss Victoria on my cell phone.

"Randy, I would like you to make yourself available in the evening this Friday. I will be leaving town to attend to various clients in other cities and I've decided I want your cock inside my pussy before I go. Most of my clients are old and fat with tiny dicks. I want you to satisfy me. I will need to stop by your place on Thursday to prepare you. I believe you have a theatrical agent. Check with your agent. I want to use a temporary dye on your hair. It's the kind that shampoos out in a few days."

She barely let me say that I was available before hanging up. I sent off a quick text to my agent, Shirley, about the hair dye. The thought of finally getting to fuck her had my cock swelling and lengthening in my running shorts. Unfortunately, the shorts were unlined, and I hadn't worn briefs or a jockstrap. Although my cock didn't pop out, I did pitch a noticeable tent all the way home.

I was feeling particularly horny, and when I stopped at a traffic light and a female driver noticed my obvious erection. I stripped off my t-shirt and rode home bare-chested. I flirted with several drivers and pedestrians on the way home. If public nudity were allowed in Los Angeles, I would have stripped off my shorts and biked home bare-assed with my hard-on bouncing along as I pedaled.

One female passenger was very pretty and took her time ogling my shirtless, sweaty torso. The light was long and so I ran my hands sensuously up and down my body while giving her my most seductive smile. When she ran her tongue over her lips I knew it was safe to grab the base of my cock and display the tent I was pitching. She pretended shock but gave me a 'thumbs up' as the light changed.

The car and my bicycle kept pace. As we approached the next red traffic light, I made sure my bike was close to the passenger window. The girl inside whispered something to the driver and reached her arm out of the window. Her hand glided up my muscular thigh and she managed to work her fingers underneath my running shorts. She grabbed hold of my steely member and squeezed it firmly. Her lips made an 'Oooooh' shape.

The light was one of those endlessly long 5-way stops. She actually had time to give my cock a few good strokes before we had to move on. I would have been happy to let her milk me right there on the street. I heard laughter as the car drove off in a different direction.

I sped home and was ready to get inside and crank one out when I heard Vera's voice calling me from her studio.

"Randy, SWEETIE...can you help me with something for a minute?"

I knew she wouldn't mind if I was still sporting wood.

"What's up, Vera?"

Her eyes darted right to my crotch. A quick smile flashed across her mouth.

"DARLING...I'm starting work on a new art experience, but I need to see if the special effects will work. Put this on your arm."

She handed me what looked like a black shirt sleeve. It was black and stretchy and covered me from wrist to shoulder.

"Now put on these safety goggles. There are tiny charges imbedded in the fabric; the kind they use in movies to simulate gunshot wounds. If this works, my special effects friend will make a full body suit for me. Now stand over here with your arm straight out at your side."

Vera turned off the lights in the studio and switched on what I assumed was a blacklight. My running shorts happened to be white. My still tumescent cock looked remarkably large under the glowing fabric, which looked like a disembodied pair of shorts floating in the air.

"The little charges are full of neon colored paint that should burst and then drip down the fabric. The colors should glow in the blacklight. Hold still while I try the control."

Vera pressed some buttons and I felt some minor pressure against my skin. I looked at the sleeve and sure enough, bits of neon colored paint were dripping down the fabric. In the dark the black fabric almost disappeared, and it looked as though the colors were floating in the air.

"Hey, Vera, this looks pretty cool."

"I'm SO glad it seems to work. I'm very excited. I don't want to tell you any more. I'm still working out the final details. And I STILL need to decide on the model! Thanks for your help."

She turned on the studio lights. I removed the sleeve and she checked my arm for any marks. The little charges didn't seem to do any harm to the skin.

I flopped down on my bed and looked down at my crotch. My hard-on was poking straight up. I wondered if I could make myself cum by stroking my cock through the running shorts. I gave my cock a good squeeze and started slowly milking myself, enjoying the fact that my cock was more than two handsfull.

My mind was racing with thoughts of Callie and Victoria. The experience with Harrison and Callie should have left me feeling dirty and depraved, but every time I thought about what happened that night my dick got rock-hard.

Victoria was making me crazy. I knew she was a dominatrix. I knew that she was using me for fun. I also knew that she wasn't going to let me inside her sweet pussy lips without some elaborate scenario. I pounded my pud faster and faster, bucking my hips as I fucked my hands. I let out a loud groan and watched in fascination as the milky white fluid seeped out of my piss slit through the thin fabric of the shorts.

The rest of the week was uneventful. I continued working on the codes for the AI software. I thought I might scan some of the magazine or bronze rider photos of myself and try manipulating those once my work got to that point.

Miss Victoria arrived promptly a 5 p.m. on Friday. I was actually a bit nervous wondering what she had in mind. She was wearing what looked like a one-piece bathing suit with a zippered skirt around her waist. It was the first time I had seen her without a wig. Her own light brown hair was short and casual. It gave her a much softer appearance than her usual wigs which I suppose were a better look for a dominatrix. She was holding a cardboard box.

"Randy, why are you dressed in my presence...strip!"

I shucked off my t-shirt, gym shorts and sneakers.

"What are you willing to do in order to fuck me?"

I could feel my breath coming faster.

"Anything."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, ANYTHING."

"Very well.

"I have a contract for you to sign with various waivers and disclaimers. If you agree we will be attending a private cosplay party attended by some very high-profile people into the B&D and S&M scenes. Everyone will be in costume and masked so that no one will be readily recognized. No photography of any kind is permitted. What I want from you will involve some bondage and anal play. I will permit your cock inside me for the amusement of the other guests. Are you quite sure you want to do this?"

She pressed close to me. Her perfume was as intoxicating as always. I felt the blood rushing to my groin. In no time my cock was standing at attention. I grabbed the contract and signed.

"Knowing what Harrison and Callie put you through this should be a picnic. Well...perhaps not quite. We will be attending the party dressed as the Julie Newmar Catwoman and Robin from the old 1960's Batman TV show. Except you will be Robin who is no longer the 'boy' wonder and has outgrown his costume. Did your agent OK the hair dye?"

"She said 'yes' as long as it does wash out in a few days. She doesn't want you to cut it or make any changes to my overall look."

"Well, I had considered shaving some of your body hair, but I'll make do. I'm a pro, so I would never interfere with your potential modeling or acting gigs."

Victoria grabbed my erection and pulled me into the bathroom.

"Stand there in the shower stall, I'll be right back."

She returned with a comb and some sort of tube.

"This is a gel hair dye. It gives me more control. I don't want to stain your skin. Put your hands behind your back and keep them there."

Victoria unzipped her skirt and stood there in her bathing suit. She was a somewhat petite woman and perfectly proportioned. I was dizzy with lust. I wanted her desperately. She stepped into the shower stall with me. I was vaguely aware when she began applying black hair dye to my head. All I could do was gaze at her beautiful curves. When she seemed satisfied with the result she stood back and looked at her handiwork.

"Very nice...but it needs one more touch."

She grabbed my cock and began applying dye to my pubic hair. Her touch was like an electric shock. I felt pre-cum oozing from the piss slit.

"I can't have you with a head of black hair and a blond bush. Once you're in your costume I don't think anyone will notice your blond body hair. They'll be too busy looking at your bare flesh and gorgeous cock. Thankfully, you're not all that hairy."

I bucked my hips ever so slightly, savoring the feel of her hand around my shaft. She released my dick and leveled a stinging slap against my steely member. I gasped in pain.

"There'll be none of that. You'll get your nut off tomorrow night. Don't you dare jack off or cum tonight. I want your balls full. I'll set the timer on the microwave for 15 minutes. Stand here exactly as you are and let the dye set, then gently rinse off your hair and crotch. I'll pick you up tomorrow night promptly at 8. Be in your costume and ready. Oh...with your costume you will also find a Fleet enema. Please flush out your colon before I arrive."

She left me standing there in the shower stall, naked with black head and pubic hair with a throbbing hard-on that was drooling pre-cum on the shower floor. When I heard the timer go off I rinsed my head and crotch. After I dried myself off I looked at my reflection in the mirrored shower wall. My hair was almost a blue-black, like you see in comic books. The effect was striking.

Since Victoria hadn't ordered me otherwise, I decided to try on the costume. She was right; no one was going to pay any attention to my blond body hair. There was a short red jacket with a white letter 'R' in a black circle over my left pectoral. There were some gold clasps, but the jacket was too small to close. It left my chest muscles and ripped abs fully exposed. The sleeves were green and cut very short, emphasizing my bulging biceps and triceps. There was a black belt with gold clasp and some gold cylinders spaced all around. The belt helped keep the open jacket from flopping around.

A short, yellow cape was attached at the neckline. It also seemed too short for my body. There was a black mask that covered just my eyes. There were some green gloves that reached about halfway up my wrists and some green boots that tapered to a point at the heel. They looked like something Peter Pan would wear. They were the only things that actually fit properly.

The final piece of the costume was the most shocking of all. It was a pair of briefs covered in what looked like sequins shaped like fish scales or feathers. Brief they were. I held them up to my waist. They were smaller than the smallest Speedo and only slightly larger than a thong. I pulled them on and went to the bathroom for a look in the mirror.

The briefs barely covered my ass crack and left the top of my crack exposed. The front was even more embarrassing. There was hardly any pouch to hold my genitals. My balls were almost spilling out the sides of the legs and except for the head of my dick; the rest of the shaft was highly visible. Topped by the bush of blue-black hair, every eye at the party would zero in on my crotch.

I did indeed look like Robin, but Robin who has had a phenomenal growth spurt and gone from boy to man instantly. As I walked around my apartment I could feel my cock and balls ready to flop out of the costume. I would have felt less conspicuous if I had been fully nude. It seemed that although Victoria wanted me, she was going to humiliate me in the process. As much as I wanted to fuck Victoria, I was dreading the party.

I put the costume aside for the next day. I checked YouTube for some episodes of that old Batman show. I was certainly taller and far more muscular than the actor who played Robin. Victoria mentioned the 'blonde' Catwoman and I found episodes with her. That actress named 'Julie' was very tall and stunning with a dynamite body. Victoria was much more petite. If she was going to wear a similar costume; black sparkly bodysuit with spike-heel boots, gold belt slung low on the hips and cat ears peeking out from under a long blonde wig I was a goner. This was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen a woman wear.

Sleep was near impossible. I was having dreams about the TV show except the actors were Victoria and myself and the action was much more erotic. I woke up several times in the night barely preventing myself from blowing my load. There was a big wet spot of pre-cum on my sheet. As I prepared for the party that evening, I was not happy using the bottled enema to clean myself out. I didn't know what kind of ass-play she had in store for me but I prayed she wasn't going to fuck me with a strap-on.

I decided to take a good dose of my Chinese herbs. They helped me relax and made me extremely horny, hard and uninhibited.

Victoria arrived exactly on time. She looked amazing. Somehow she looked more curvaceous. I wondered if the costume helped re-shape her. She was beautiful as a blonde. She came close to me and showed me the gloves she was wearing. The fingertips were topped with cat's claws. She gently raked her claws along my torso from my neck to my groin and than along the exposed shaft of my cock. All my muscles tensed. The sensation was electric. I felt the blood rushing to my penis, lengthening and swelling until it almost burst free of the tiny green briefs.

"Now, now, Randy; calm yourself until the party. After all, I've seen your cock. I want everyone else to get a good look. I bet I can get that monster cock to pop out without even touching you. Oh yes, one more thing.

She removed one glove and grabbed a small tube from a container on her belt. She removed one glove, put a generous blob of some cream on her finger, reached along my ass crack and than quickly applied it to my surprised hole.

"It's a muscle relaxer. Let's go; the limo's waiting."

The car took us toward downtown. The streets kept getting darker and more deserted. We must have been in some warehouse districts that were unused at night. We hardly talked. I couldn't get over how turned-on I was by the way she looked.

"When we get there, Randy, remember that I am in control of you. I won't require you to call me 'Miss Victoria' or even 'Catwoman'; I get enough of that nonsense from my clients. I think it would please me if you act a bit reluctant to do the things I will make you do. Yes, in fact I think I will find that most arousing. Ah...we're here."

I didn't know where 'here' was, but I did see other limos, Rolls-Royces and other expensive cars pulling up and driving off. As we stood outside the limo Victoria attached a leather collar and leash to my neck and pulled me inside. Once my eyes adjusted to the lights inside I could see what a freak show this fetish/cosplay party was.

There were men and woman in various states of undress. Some were decked out in all kinds of leather gear; some were in superhero spandex costumes, some military and some that looked like giant stuffed animals. As we made our way into the crowd a spotlight illuminated us. I heard 'oohs' and 'aahs' and other whispers. I could feel the waistband of the briefs rubbing against the head of my cock, and my balls poking out the leg holes. It seemed as though all eyes were focused on my crotch. I suddenly felt exposed and obscene. I covered my genitals with my gloved hands.

Victoria yanked on the leash and slapped my hands away. She produced a pair of handcuffs and quickly bound my wrists behind my back. Again she yanked on the leash, pulling my face down to meet hers. She kissed me; gently at first, and then more forcefully until I began choking and had to pull away. Then, just as she had done at my apartment, she raked her claws against my ripped torso, only not as gently as before. I tried to pull away, only to be pulled back by the leash.

She walked around behind me, squeezing and teasing my ass with her claws. The crowd around us seemed larger, although I couldn't see very far beyond the bright spotlight shining on us. Victoria obviously planned for this to be part of the evening's entertainment.

She slapped my hard, bubble butt and the crowd laughed. She reached around and began clawing at my firm, flat pecs and flicking my nipples with the tips of the claws. It hurt and I tried to squirm out of her reach; more laughter. She traced and slapped at the rippled ridges of my cum-gutter abs. She gently ran one claw up and down the exposed shaft of my cock. The Chinese herbs were doing their work. I could feel the blood flowing to my groin as my penis thickened and swelled, pulling and stretching the fabric of the tiny briefs.

Victoria produced a small brown bottle of poppers from her belt and forced me to take a hit. As I felt the head rush start, she quickly pinched my nipples...HARD! I yelped in protest.

"Owww...OWW...what the FUCK?"

The briefs couldn't hold in my raging hard-on for another second and my cock popped out at full attention for all to see. There was applause as well as loud whispers of 'My gawd!', 'It's HUGE' and 'I WANT it!'

Victoria seemed pleased and pulled me out of the spotlight and over to the bar and buffet table. She kept my wrists handcuffed behind me and hand-fed me some champagne and a few snacks. She also kept stroking and petting my cock, keeping me rock-hard and throbbing. She led me around the room like a pet on a leash. Wherever we stopped for her to chat with friends or clients I could feel eyes staring right at my crotch. I could hear whispers of 'What a MONSTER!', 'TASTY!' and 'I wonder if she'll let me TOUCH it!".

Time seemed frozen. The Chinese herbs were doing their work. I was as horny as hell. My cock was jumping and jerking with every heartbeat. The crowd surrounding us seemed to press in closer and closer. The room felt suffocating and hot. I could feel sweat dripping down my entire body.

There was no fanfare; no announcement of any kind when a bright light switched on illuminating what looked like a locker-room bench in the center of the warehouse. Victoria pulled me over toward the bench. When we got closer I could see something sticking up from the center of the bench. I'd seen enough adult toys to know it was a butt plug. I panicked and tried to pull away. There were whispers and murmurs from the crowd.

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