It's been two weeks since I've had an orgasm, and I'm starting to get desperate. I know what I have to do , but I don't want to. I've delayed the inevitable, but I can't delay it any longer. I call Victoria on the phone.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"I need to talk to you about something," I said. "I think you want more than to talk, don't you?" Victoria said. "Tell me exactly what you want. And maybe. I will help you, depending on how you ask it."
I had no choice. She was going to force me to degrade myself for her amusement. I said, "My nasty dyke cunt wants to have sex with your sweet little pussy so she can cum."
"You seem to be learning your place quite well," Victoria said. "You can come over today at 11:00. Don't be late or there's no pussy for straight girl Kelly. Oh, and shave that nasty slit of yours. I want to see it drooling all over itself for me pussy."
The kids were at school, so I went directly into the bathroom after I got off the phone with Victoria. I was very nervous about shaving my pubic hair off. I had never done any thing like that before. All kinds of things were running though my head. Why does she make me do these things?
I lathered up my mound and got the razor. I was shaking so bad I thought I might cut myself. When the razor touched my skin it sent a jolt through my body that ended right in the center of my humiliation, my pleasure. As I watched my pussy become smooth I could see it leaking its arousal.
I hated this, yet part of me was clearly enjoying it. This made my face redden with humiliation. How did she do this to me? When I was finished I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like an embarrassed school girl. My pussy was smooth and my face was red. At the same time I looked like a wanton slut with juices leaking down my thigh. I got dressed and headed out the door.
On the drive to Victoria's house I could feel my pussy becoming wetter the closer I got. This did two things. It humiliated me. Which in turn made me angry. Anger that my pussy would make me swallow. I knew there was no way I would lash out at Victoria. Not if I wanted to cum. Not if I wanted relief from my constant state of horniness.
The first thing she made me do was a striptease for her until I was naked. I've never striped before. I didn't know what to do. This was so humiliating. I knew I must have looked like a fish out of water. She probably liked the way I looked. I gyrated my hips and squeezed my breasts. I tried to look sexy. I wanted to cry. The whole time she was taunting me saying things like, " How does it feel to be stripping for a girl, just so you can get to her pussy straight girl Kelly? Pretty soon you won't be straight girl Kelly any more. You will be queer girl Kelly."
When I was finally naked she had me dance around a little more.
"Now bitch , spread your legs so I can look at that disgusting slit of yours," Victoria said.
When I spread my legs I could feel a cool rush from the air hitting my pussy. My lips were opening up with juice all over them.
Victoria said , "Oh, look at that. That sick hole of yours is opening up for me to look at. That dyke gash of yours loves to be humiliated."
I was shaking and wanted to cry but I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction
"Look at it. It's so gross. It's got dyke juice all over the place. It's running down your thighs and there's strands of cum going from lip to lip. It's slobbering all over itself just at the possibility of getting close to my pussy.".
I couldn't help myself I started to cry. Her taunting was too much.
She saw me crying and with a smile on her face said, " There, there, straight girl Kelly it's okay. I just turned your nice little pussy into a gross disgusting dyke cunt, and I love knowing that I have changed that nasty hole of yours forever."
She got up and put two chairs face to face. I was dreading what she had planed. I knew it will be full of humiliation for me. As she walked to her bedroom Victoria said, " Sit down and spread your legs as wide as you can. So that nasty dyke gash of yours will open up and put herself on display for me."
I sat down I spread my legs as wide as I could and looked at my pussy. Victoria was right it opened right up just like she said it would. It was red and very swollen. My lips opened up and you could see arousal all over them. It was wetter than it has ever been. I started to cry again, she had turned my nice little pussy into a nasty gross dyke cunt that would worship her pussy forever. Now I would have to worship her pussy because my pussy was in control of me.
When she came back she had two dildos in her hands. She looked directly at my pussy and said, "Oh, look at that, isn't that nice. I've got my very own nasty dyke cunt in heat lusting after my pussy. I've never seen a cunt that wet before and it's wet for my pussy. I love knowing that I have turned a straight girl's pussy into a pussy loving dyke cunt that can't get enough pussy."
I sat in that chair with my legs spread as wide as I could. With my pussy on display for her and tears in my eyes. She loved every minute of my humiliation and I knew it had just started. She was smiling at me and said, "I want you to rub your cunt while I undress, whore." When I touched my pussy it sent a jolt through my body. It disgusted me I wanted to throw up. My pussy wanted to be her pussy's little bitch and it was permanent. I started to cry again. This just spurred her on. "What's wrong straight girl Kelly?" Victoria sneered. "Does that nasty dyke slit of yours like watching me undress?"
"Yes," I admitted, my fingers strumming my clit.
When she was finished undressing she sat down in the chair in front of me. She is in her early 30'. Very small 5'2" or 3". Blond shoulder length hair. Soft blue eyes that can turn hard and pierce to your soul. Nice breasts C'. Very pretty. Why do I feel drawn to her? She picked up the two dildos. "One for me," she said. "And one for you.". However, hers was only the size of an average cock. The one she handed me was a monster. It was twelve to fourteen inches long and as big around as my wrist. I started rubbing it against my pussy, no way could it fit inside me. I would be ruined.
Victoria looked into my eyes and said, " No, fuck that dirty gash of yours, bitch."
"I can't."