For the next few days, I totally avoided the gym which actually wasn't too hard since I was swamped at work and then it was time for the weekend.
As the days went by my mind continued to go over the events of that day at the gym. As I went about my day to day business I couldn't help but think about how turned on I was and how much I loved being called names and having that dick down my throat.
But on the other hand, I honestly didn't find men attractive in the least. I went to the beach with some friends and couldn't help but notice that the people I found attractive all had tits and pussies. But at the same time, when I looked at men I didn't get the same reaction. Rather I would randomly wonder what their cock looked like but honestly nothing more.
I couldn't help but feel conflicted but I also couldn't help the fact that try as I might, I had probably jerked off about 5 times since then and while 2 of those times I thought about girls the other three involved me thinking about Chris.
I found that the part that turned me on most was the feeling of being so slutty. When I thought of being called a whore etc and submitting to him I had the most intense orgasms. That being said the thought of going back to him and begging him to suck his cock again didn't sit well with me. I was a strong willed guy and that other side of me seemed foreign. I didn't beg anyone for anything. I was determined to not let it happen again.
Monday finally came around and again I got to busy to hit the gym but Tuesday I was all caught up and decided to risk going again. I knew I had to face him sometime.
By the time I got to the gym, Chris was already starting his warm up. As usual we were the only two in the gym which made avoiding him somewhat difficult.
Chris looked over my way and said "Hey, you been avoiding me?"
"No, just been crazy at work and haven't had a chance to get to the gym. Been working on a big project and I had some last minute changes that I needed to make."
"Cool, and on a side note, you up for a repeat of the last time we met? I've been thinking about that slutty mouth of yours all day."
I tried to laugh it off but inside my heart was racing. Just him referring to my slutty mouth got me feeling hot but I was determined not to beg.
"Look Chris, I'm not gonna lie and say that I didn't enjoy it but that was a one time thing. I hope we can be cool and go on about our business."
"Sure that's fine, but I can already tell your thinking about it. I'll let it go but now the offer will have to change."
"And how is that exactly. It's already at me begging you to let me suck your cock."
"Yes it was but I'm not one to take a no lightly. I saw how you reacted to the things I said and did to you. For fuck sakes, you even came without being touched."
My cock hardened at his words. He was right, and in that moment I was almost ready to drop to my knees right there and then.
"So here's what's going to happen. You will eventually beg me to let you suck my cock again but now I expect you to be wearing a very tight, very small women's thong."
I looked at him "Seriously? That will never happen."
"Oh I think it will. At some point it will be to much for you to handle and you'll literally come crawling back. But this time I want you to go out and buy a very sexy, very tight pair of women's underwear for the occasion."
I glared at him. "Not happening."
He just shrugged. "Ok, we'll see."
To his credit Chris finished the workout without saying anything else. My mind however was running in overtime. Panties? Really?
The rest of the week was a blur. I got swamped again and wasn't able to go back to the gym but my mind was always wandering back to the thought of his clock and now the thought of wearing panties if I ever wanted to do it again. I was jerking odd constantly all week. I had a feeling he was right. That I wouldn't be able to resist.
That weekend I went to the mall to pick up a few things and as I was walking I happened to notice a Victoria's Secret store. I figured it couldn't hurt to look. I had bought lingerie for girls before so it wasn't like I was new to the place.
I wandered around, pretending to look at different lingerie and then came across a big table full of different styles of underwear. Who knew there were that many types out there. I walked around it and came to the G string and thong section and started fumbling through them. My hands literally shaking and my mind wondering not only what the hell was I doing but also wondering how they would actually feel on me.
I came across what I found to be a very sexy sheer black, high cut thong. I walked away, still unsure of what to do and then in a moment of "what the hell" I went back, grabbed it and quickly paid for it before I changed my mind. As I drove home I found myself excited at the prospect of trying it on. I wondered what the soft fabric would feel like on my body and of course wondered if it would be comfortable with a tiny string riding up my ass.
I got home and quickly went to my room and stripped down, ripped off the tag and slid my new panties on. I was surprised how good they felt on me and the string wasn't too uncomfortable either. The other thing I noticed was my cock was raging hard and was straining against the thong. The tightness of it against my cock felt amazing and within a few seconds I was furiously jerking off again. In my mind I was a total slut, on my knees in front of Chris with his cock deep in my mouth. Bobbing up and down on it like a crazed whore. I came all over myself within minutes. I cleaned myself up and decided to leave the thong on under my clothes for a while. I got used to it after some time but noticed that my cock would rage hard from time to time.
Monday came quickly and I made my way to the gym like normal. Except for the fact that I had packed my tiny panties in my bag.
I walked into the gym like normal and saw Chris there.
He looked over at me "busy again last week?"
"Yeah. Got pretty crazy. But it's all good now."
We continued our workout like normal and finally Chris went to grab a shower. I gave him a few minutes and then I went as well. I grabbed my bag and went in the next stall. Had a ridiculously quick shower and dried off. I could hear Chris at the sinks finishing getting ready and I quickly put on my g string
I opened the door and stood there waiting for him to notice me. My cock was so hard it was popping out the top of the thong.
Chris looked up and saw me standing there "Well what do we have here?"
I gulped a bit before I said "You were right. I haven't been able to stop thinking about your cock. I want it, need it so badly. Can I please suck your cock again?"
Chris smiles at me "Nice choice on the panties. Turn around for me slut."
