Worshipping Coc (a Sissy Story)

We met in the Literotica UK chat room. I got talking to Chloe first then Ash, after they had both read my only Literotica Story Submission 'The First Time', my entirely fictitious, first person account of sucking cock for the first time for the benefit of my watching Domme.

They both just got it, that need. The simple, deep desire of a seemingly straight guy who desperately, wantonly wants to feel a cock in his mouth.

We chatted about what we all wanted to get from it. I was open from the get go, explaining that I wanted to explore my bisexuality and that doing it in front, or at the behest of a woman would make it all the more erotic, sensual and arousing.

Chloe asked me if I wanted to maybe try sucking Ash's cock. It didn't take me long to admit that yes, that's exactly what I wanted. She teased and taunted me for weeks, asking if I'd like to wear a pair of her lace panties while I was on my knees with Ash's cock in my mouth. Did I want to be a good sissy cocksucker for her to watch? The more direct Chloe was, the more she got inside my head. She dialled up the humiliating, degrading chat as we talked more, which totally fucked with my brain and left me helpless with needy desire.

Before long it was pretty much all I could think about. Every time we talked the conversation was the same, her cute, well-spoken English-accented voice encouraging me to embrace the woman inside, to be her good subby sissy. To think all the time about how I would feel to be completely submissive in that moment, my own needs put entirely to one side as I worshipped Ash's gorgeous cock.

We talked and talked, making ever more intricate, intimate plans for what Chloe wanted to see and what I would be willing, desperate to do.

FInally, just when I thought that was all it would ever be, a fantasy, Chloe made plans. A simple message arrived on my phone, 'The Dilly Hotel, Wednesday 7:30 sharp. Everything you need will be there. The key will be in reception'. I read it again and again, my head swimming, my cock pulsing with arousal. I had an inkling what 'everything you need' meant and I wasn't about to ruin the vibe by asking. I messaged Ash to ask if Chloe had made plans with him and he simply replied 'See you at 8:15'. Whatever they were planning, I'd have 45 minutes to prepare for it.

The week that followed was excruciating, time seemed to slow the closer it got to that fateful evening until finally, Wednesday arrived. I worked the day in London, struggling as I had for so long to focus on my work and not on the prospect of handling and tasting a throbbing cock! I made my way to Piccadilly Circus for 7:15 and went to the concierge desk when I arrived.

I gave my name and the pretty, young receptionist smiled as she handed the room key to me. 'Room 616, it has a lovely view over London'. As I went to take the room key she held onto it, forcing me to look up again at her smiling face, 'Have a wonderful evening sissy' she breathed at me, smiled widely then turned her back as if nothing had happened. My ears were ringing and my face was beet red, my feet frozen to the spot. Chloe had told her? I realised I hadn't moved when I heard her say 'Off you go now, time to get ready'

I drop my eyes to the floor, turn and make my way to the bank of elevators, calling the 6th floor and desperately trying to compose myself on the way to my room. I swipe the keycard and enter room 616. The room is amazing, large, luxurious but contemporary.

A huge, super-king bed and floor to ceiling windows, which do indeed provide a wonderful view over London, dominate the room. Mindful of what I would be doing later, I grab the remote and wind the curtains all the way shut. Soft lamp light immediately fills the gloom, throwing shadows into the corners of the vast space.

In front of the vast expanse of glass sits a low table and two comfortable looking chairs. On the table stands an ice bucket with a freshly opened bottle of champagne and two flutes. There is also a laptop, powered up with the Windows lock screen showing. In each corner of the room there is a camera mounted on a tripod. Was this what Chloe meant by 'everything you need will be there'?

On the wall next to the bathroom is an enormous flat screen QLED TV, currently displaying the standard guest welcome messages, cycling through the hotel catering offering, spa & massage facilities and some local sights that hotel guests might want to take in on their visit to London. Next to the TV is a full-length mirror.

In the centre of the bed is a small box with a handwritten note on top. I pick up the note first and read 'Good evening Sissy, thank you for coming to worship Ash. As you can see I have made a few arrangements for your evening of debauchery. Be a good girl and get ready for Ash. I will be watching.... Chloe xxx'

I check my watch, 7:25. OK, 50 minutes. I open the box and my heart skips a beat. With shaking hands I slowly take everything out, one item at a time. A pair of white lace panties, brazilian cut and incredibly sheer. A matching size zero bra. The sexiest suspender belt I have ever seen, matching the rest of the underwear with a total of eight clips for the stockings that are next out of the box. Lace topped white nylon. At the bottom of the box are three more items. A pair of pink high-heeled shoes with ankle straps, a tiny chastity cage and a steel, jewelled butt plug along with a bottle of lube. She really had thought of everything.

I check my watch again, 45 minutes. I strip quickly, folding my clothes and putting them all away, not wanting to alter the room in any way. I look at myself in the floor to ceiling mirror, admiring the body Chloe has moulded over the preceding months. To say there has been a change would be an understatement. Long gone was the man I had once been, if not overweight then certainly not the lean, almost feminine body that was looking back at me now. Long gone also was the body hair that had sprouted at adolescence. Months of using hair removal creams and waxing had left me hairless from the neck down. I run my hands down my body, pleased with how I look for Ash this evening, for Chloe.

Making my way to the bathroom, I shave my face, ensuring I am as smooth as I can be before jumping into the shower and scrubbing myself under the hot water. I'm glowing when I finish, my smooth skin pink and soft. I moisturise all over then start to prepare in earnest for Ash's arrival.

Starting with the cock cage, I breathe deeply and focus, allowing my semi-erect cock to go soft and limp before sliding my foreskin back and getting the fixing ring into place, snug around the base of my cock, making the skin around my balls tighten. I insert my cock into the cage and close the padlock, placing the key on the chain around my neck and finally inserting the urethral tube and screwing it into place. I lube up the beautiful, jewelled butt plug and have almost no difficulty sliding it into my ass. The days I have not worn a plug over the past month have been few and far between, and the training has paid off. It has a heft as it settles into place, a weighty presence that I can feel at all times and even more so when I test kneeling on the bathroom floor. The plug exerts a constant, teasing pressure on my prostate, the stainless steel transmitting every single movement, every vibration directly to this intensely sensitive erogenous zone. I smile and my cock pulses in its steel cage.

I apply my feminine deodorant and Jo Malone perfume and leave the bathroom, feeling every inch the submissive sissy I have been working so diligently to embrace since Chloe, Ash and I first started to talk. I admire my partial transformation in the mirror, marvelling at the way my cock looks in its new steel home.

'Hello Sissy'. I'm shocked to hear a very familiar voice, crystal clear and loud from the television. When I look at the giant screen on the wall I can see myself, standing in all my naked glory, beaming back at me in what looks like 4K high definition. 'Say hello Sissy'. I realise I have just been staring and stammer 'Hello Chloe' in return, speaking so softly I barely recognise myself. 'That's a good girl' she says and laughs her sweet, dirty laugh. 'Like what I've done with the place?' she asks and I watch as she cuts from one camera to the next on the TV. Panning and zooming as she goes, showing me myself from every angle. She playfully zooms right in on my caged cock and chuckles 'such a good subby sissy'. I feel myself blush again and my face and eyes instinctively drop to the floor.

'Time to get dressed sweety' she says. I nod and walk to the bed. I pick up the bra and loop the straps over my arms. Reaching behind I fasten the clasps and make sure it's comfortable on my chest, covering my nipples. Next on are the stockings. I slip them on so carefully, terrified to ladder them. They feel amazing as they slide over my smooth, hairless legs. I pull each one until the lace tops are about two inches below my buttocks and use the mirror to adjust them so that the seam is a neat, straight line down the back of my legs. Next on are the panties which feel so incredibly erotic as they wrap around my caged cock, my tight, hairless balls and nestle into my ass crack, stroking the jewelled plug whenever I move. I can hear Chloe's breathing as she watches me, deeper and harder as I transform in front of her. Her feminised subby sissy. I step into the suspender belt and place it just so on my hips, taking great care to ensure the garter straps are perfectly straight as I clip them to the lace stocking tops. I catch sight of myself in the mirror again and it takes my breath away. From behind I look so feminine, the months of gym work has given me such a lean, toned body and my smooth, full buttocks look a picture, framed perfectly by the cute, brazilian cut panties and garter straps. Every inch the sissy I truly am. Lastly, I take the heels and place my feet in them, bending over to fasten the ankle straps. I walk a few paces in them, getting used to the feeling, the added height, the way they change my gait, showcasing my legs and pushing my ass out provocatively.

'Come and stand in the middle of the room sissy' Chloe says. I walk to the centre of the room relishing how I look as I stride past the mirror. The erotic sensations that my body is subject to as I walk are almost too much. The swish of smooth nylon on my legs, the feel of the lace knickers, the weight and fullness of the plug, the way my cock buzzes as it moves in the cage. There is no way my little cock can be erect, but I can feel it straining against the cage. I stand as instructed in the middle of the room.

'Stand' she says, 'you know what I mean sissy'. Instantly my feet move shoulder-width apart, arms by my side, palms forward, face down, eyes down. Back straight, shoulders back, the smallest arch in my back to showcase my ass. 'Good girl' she purrs. I can see my reflection and I catch myself looking at my own groin, my small cock tucked away in its tiny cage, barely visible now in my panties.

'It's time sissy'. The words cause an almost violent spike in my heart rate, I can feel it hammering inside my chest. 'Ash is coming to see you now. He's been getting ready next door. Enjoy him. Make him feel like a million dollars. Worship him sissy slut, you know what you're here to do'.

The door opens and Ash walks in, and I realise that Chloe has made him a key too so that he doesn't need to wait for me to let him in. He stands just inside the room and lets the door close behind him. He looks good. Sexy. Dressed in navy suit trousers and a white shirt. Simple. Elegant. Brown Derby shoes and a matching brown belt complete the look. I feel horribly exposed in the moment. Standing in front of him in a full lingerie set, pink high heels, my caged cock tucked away now, practically invisible. I look like a sissy slut and I know it.

He walks to me and stands close, he smells shower fresh but masculine. He smiles at me 'Hello sissy'. 'Hello Ash' I reply, my eyes still looking at the floor. Even in my heels, he is as tall as me, lean and toned, in great shape under his clothes. 'I'm ready' he says.

'I'm ready' Chloe echos from behind the cameras. 'My legs are open sissy, my fingers are inside my soaking panties, it's time for the show to begin'.

I take one final deep breath, steadying my nerves. And then I walk to Ash and kiss him. Gently, making sure I am soft, slow and feminine with every movement. He responds, pushing back and soon our tongues are dancing together. I bring my hands up, under his arms and press myself into his thigh as I stroke my fingers through his hair and graze my fingernails down his neck. I break the kiss and step back. Slowly, carefully I undo each button on his shirt and gently pull it out of his suit trousers. I undo his cuffs and then slide the shirt off his shoulders, down and off over his hands and fold it carefully before laying in on the corner of the bed. I run my hands over his smooth, toned torso, watching as the hairs on his arms stand to attention and his nipples visibly harden and tighten.

I walk around him, mindful to keep my hand on his body at all times, teasing and stroking until I stand behind him. I reach up and gently roll his erect nipples, causing him to suck in his breath. I hear Chloe do the same, hissing her breath. I pinch and roll his nipples as I lean in to kiss, lick, nibble and suck the back and sides of his neck. I really do want him to feel like the centre of the universe while he is with me. I can see Chloe is expertly operating the cameras, constantly switching between them to maintain her perfect view of the sordid goings on. The TV shows everything in glorious high-definition, showing me in a light I could never have imagined. But here I am, worshipping, seducing Ash, feminised and emasculated. In truth I am in heaven. A sense of deep calm washes over me as I truly begin to realise this isn't a role. I'm not playing this. This is a part of me. A big part, bigger probably that I would feel comfortable admitting.

I'm startled as I hear the sound of an electric motor whirring. The curtains are being drawn back, the now dark London sky outside. As the curtains continue to withdraw, the huge expanse of glass is exposed. As am I, mindful that I am standing in a well lit room. We may be on the 6th floor but this is Regent Street, the buildings opposite are less than 100 feet away. I hesitate and move to shield myself behind Ash.

'You know the deal sissy. I make all the arrangements, all you need to do is show up and worship cock. Might I suggest you get on with it'. Chloe's voice is even and steady, brooking no argument. I breathe deeply once more and try to put my awful exposure to the back of my mind. Standing behind Ash still, I lower my hand and undo his belt buckle, sliding it through the loops of his suit trousers, folding it once and placing it on the bed next to his shirt.

I loop around in front of him again and lean down to lick, suck and bite his nipples. I feel his hands on the back of my head and hear him moan as I tease and pleasure his small, masculine nipples. His skin tastes sweet and is smooth under my tongue. I'm in heaven as I relish the opportunity to worship this man, to drive him wild with desire, to make him want to cum deep in my throat. I feel his hands on my shoulders, gently pressing down. I let his nipple leave my mouth with a small, wet plop and allow myself to be eased towards the floor.

I kneel at his feet, feeling every inch the woman inside. I untie his shoes and help him out of them before removing his socks. I reach up and undo his suit trousers, delighting as I feel his erect cock brushing against my hands as I work. I slide them down his legs and marvel as his boxer briefs bulge with his erection. What a sight. It makes my heart flutter and my mouth water, stretching and tenting his tight underwear. He steps out of his trousers and there he is. Just those small, tight boxers separating me from the prize. I reach up and hook my fingers into the waistband and slowly start to pull. I watch with glee as his cock is pulled down by the material, exposing him from the base of his shaft as I slowly pull lower and lower. Inch after thick inch of cock comes into view and I register that he too is waxed smooth, making his already gorgeous cock look even more desirable. I pull lower and his cock springs out at me, bobbing with menacing intent right in front of my face. I help him out of his boxer briefs and place them on the bed and then turn my attention to the main event.

'Take your time sweety, you only get one first time to enjoy cock. After today you'll be addicted to it. Kneel properly for Ash now' I know what she's asking for and comply instantly. Knees and ankles apart, back straight, arms by my side. She zooms in from behind to frame the scene perfectly. There I am, resplendent in white and pink, on my knees in front of Ash. He towers over me now, his cock pulsing inches from my face. He uses his hand to draw his foreskin back to reveal his mushroom cap. My ass clenches involuntarily as I see all of him for the first time. I don't wait to be invited and reach up to run my hands softly up the backs of his legs. I really do want him to know that I am here to worship him, I want Chloe to know too. She has teased, taunted and trained me for this moment and I relish feeling in the moment, hyper-aware of what I am doing, mindfully engaged. No rush. A chance to do what I have wanted, needed for so long. My hands make it all the way up until I am stroking his buttocks, my fingers teasing his crack as I focus my eyes on his cock. I want to take it all in.

'Good girl' Chloe sighs and now I can hear a wet sound as she talks, her microphone clearly picking up the sound of her fingers exploring her soaking, swollen pussy. I picture her now, eyes fixed on the scene in front of her. Big, beautiful breasts exposed, taut nipples erect and sensitive, thighs spread wide as her fingers dance over her swollen, needy clit. I smile inwardly, delighted that she is getting from this what she needs, just as much as I am.

I look up now at Ash's cock. The first that I have ever seen so close, in such detail. I can only imagine what he is thinking as he looks down at me, utterly feminine, submissive, kneeling at his feet. His breath is steady but his cock is pulsing as I look at it. He's bigger than me, longer and definitely thicker. His shaft is smooth, veiny and his cock end is huge. Pink with a drop of precum oozing from it. I find myself literally licking my lips as I look at it.

I stroke my hands across his bum again and then around the sides of his thighs, up his sides and reach up to tease his nipples once more, hearing his sharp intake of breath as his arousal builds. I use my fingertips to stroke down his torso, across his flat, toned tummy and lower towards his beautiful cock. Determined to take my time, I place my left hand flat on his tummy and let my right hand graze past his cock and down under his balls, stroking back and forth from the base of his balls to his ass. He steps his feet apart, allowing me to graze one of my long nails directly onto his asshole, exhaling deeply as I tease him there.

And now I drop my left hand and softly close it around his shaft. The first cock I have ever touched. I am mesmerised by the weight of it, the heat, the blood coursing through it. I can hold back no longer and open my mouth to take him inside me. I make sure my mouth is wet and welcoming as I slide my lips around the tip of his cock, tasting his sweet precum as it's smeared across my tongue. I don't take him deep, just settle with the first two inches in my mouth, getting used to a very new feeling. A freshly-minted cock-sucker and loving every moment of it.

'Fuck yes' Chloe and Ash grunt at the same time. 'Fuck' Chloe pants, 'Fuck fuck I'm fucking cumming'. All I hear after that is the wet sound of her fingers pumping her pussy and deep, heavy panting as Chloe cums hard on the other end of the technology.