When I woke up again, Shawn's cock was no longer in my mouth. I looked up into nothing, still inanimate but now conscious. Destiny held me like a body pillow, wrapping her arms and legs around me. What seemed to wake me up was her fingers stroking my hair as she stared down at me.
"Good, you're awake. I was afraid you wouldn't wake up. I..didn't think that part through," she said softly. I didn't respond. My thoughts resumed their circular drain in my mind.
"You're my Slut," she said as she continued gently petting me. "You'll always be my Slut."
Her words opened the mind partition and I became Slut again. She smiled warmly as I regained control of myself and looked at her. She kissed me and then looked me in the eyes.
"Are you alright? How did you sleep?" She asked. I looked around, still gathering my senses. I was still wearing that latex dress they had put me in. My mouth has an aftertaste of Shawn's dick and his salty sweet cum. The hazy memories of the events after I had been turned into Destiny's toy replayed in my mind.
I had been fucked and my throat had been used. I had spent the night as Shawn's personal cumdump in bed. I tried to remember how many times he had fucked my throat to messy orgasm in the middle of the night. Maybe it was four times? It was also possible I didn't wake up each time. I couldn't fully remember. My stomach must have been half filled just with his cum after last night. My dick attempted getting hard in it's cage as I played back what I could remember in my mind of last night's adventure. I came back to the present as I noticed the warmth of Destiny's skin on mine, her soft chest pressed against me.
"Yeah. Slut is alright. Slut slept better as a toy than they ever have," I answered finally.
"Do you remember what happened?"
"Uh, yeah. It's foggy but Slut remembers Shawn used them before going to sleep and then used them throughout the night."
"Yeah I saw him fucking your mouth in the middle of the night. So..did you like it?" She asked and looked down, as if ashamed.
"It makes Slut horny thinking about it," I answered and smiled at her, trying to reassure her. She smiled sheepishly back but still looked uncertain.
"I didn't go too far?" She asked and looked earnestly into my eyes. The deep brown of her eyes caught me and I couldn't look away.
"Slut was surprised at first. But your Slut wants to be of use. Slut also..very much enjoyed Shawns cock. Slut wanted it everywhere on and inside them that they could. Slut got what they wanted. Slut got what they wanted literally all night," I said with a laugh.
Destiny's expression warmed and she broke her stare while laughing with me.
"How did you like it?" I asked. She blushed. She never seemed to expect me to ask that.
"It was hot watching Shawn use you," she said.
"What about Shawn?" I asked. I wanted to see if she saw what I saw between them.
"What about him?"
"Did you enjoy him?"
"Yeah, he's alright," she said with a smirk.
"Just alright?" I pressed. "Slut saw something else."
"What, are you jealous?" She asked with a grin.
"Of course. But that's not the point!"
"Then what's the point?" She asked and her face softened as she waited for my answer. She had me cornered.
"Do.. do you love him?" I finally croaked. She shook her head, giving me that same grin as before.
"You know better. That's not the question you wanted to ask, my Slut. Maybe the drug does have it's limits.." she said, looking away and still smiling to herself. She was right. But I wasn't ready to ask that question. My heart pounded as I looked into her eyes again. She looked at me like she had just bested me in a game. She radiated confidence. Underneath the triumphant veneer was still something gentle. Something loving.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her hand float down my chest, past my stomach, and to my cage and paused there. My breath caught at her fingers' touch. She beamed down at me as I practically melted in her hand.
"I think it's time for our morning routine, Slut," she finally said, breaking the tension but leaving my question unanswered. She unwrapped her body from around mine, letting me leave the bed. I didn't hesitate to get up and plant myself in the bathroom floor, mouth open for her. She followed me, a devilish grin covering her face. Still exuding confidence, she towered over me. When she was satisfied with the use of my mouth, she took my dress, my collar and my cage off. She cleaned my cage, set it down, and walked to the shower to turn it on.
I looked past my chest at my little dick, free of it's confines. It had certainly shrunk. While soft, it looked like the whole package could probably fit in the palm of my hand, balls and all. I looked in the bathroom mirror at myself. I loved the way my feminine hips matched the tiny dicklet between my legs, almost like a clit. I liked that it wasn't a clit. For the first time, I actually liked my dick. My tits were starting look more like tits than just mounds. They were starting to curve in all the right places. I could probably wear a small bra now. I smiled at myself, enjoying the view of my own body before noticing Destiny proudly watching behind me in the mirror. She chuckled and walked into the shower.
I followed her into the shower, mesmerized by the streams of water flowing down her naked body like it was the first time I was seeing it again. I went to grab some shampoo for her hair but she grabbed my hand, stopping me.
"Today we're starting with you," she said and kissed my cheek. She brushed my hair out and washed me all over, taking special care with my dick, which grew in her hands as she stroked it. Once she rinsed the soap off, she got on her knees.
"You're becoming more and more like the Slut you were meant to be," she said. "I think that should come with some privileges, don't you?"
Before her words even registered, the warmth of her mouth enveloped my entire dick and stunned me. Fully hard, it couldn't have been more than 2 or 3 inches. The cage and the drug had done it's job. It barely touched back of her tongue but she sucked it not unlike how I sucked Shawn's cock. It was almost reverent. She laid my tiny shaft across her tongue with her mouth open, looked up at me with her divine brown eyes and imitated an innocent expression. A small stream of precum leaked onto her tongue and she swallowed it, smiling at my reaction to her. With passionate fervor, she ran her wet tongue from just under my balls all the way to my tiny tip, touching almost every surface between my legs. In an interesting way, it looked a lot like the way I ate her pussy.
My knees tried to buckle with the pleasure and I closed my eyes to keep myself focused on staying upright and not cumming too soon. I failed on the latter point and my dick twitched and spasmed in her mouth. She opened it to show me the small river of cum erupting onto her tongue. After I had spurted my last dribble, she closed her mouth and stood up.
With a finger between my lips, she gently pulled mouth open, led me to my knees, and let the cum in her mouth pour out and into mine from above. I swallowed the warm liquid as it flowed down my tongue to the back of my throat.
"Even with privileges, my Slut will always eat cum," she said and smiled mischievously down at me. "You can wash me now."
I paused a moment to stand back up and catch my breath, trying to wrap my head around getting a blowjob from Destiny; trying to comprehend her lips around my dick, her tongue pleasuring it, my cum in her mouth. I was truly living my wildest dreams and I could hardly believe it.
I continued mulling it over as I grabbed her loofa and began washing her body, admiring her curves as the soap ran down them. I worshipped her feet and under her arms with my mouth like she liked. She sighed as she enjoyed her pampering. I felt as though each lick, each scrubbing motion was a thank you from me. I wanted her to know just how much I appreciated her and maybe even more that I wasn't ready to say with words quite yet.
Once I had thoroughly washed and worshiped her magnificent body, she turned to me, brought me close, and kissed me. Her breasts pressed against mine. Her tongue parted my lips and intertwined with mine. My heart soared as we shared breath for a moment. Backing away, she smiled sweetly at me and turned the shower off.
Destiny exited the shower and dried off. I followed behind. To my surprise, she dried me off as well. With how sweet she was being, I wondered if she was still feeling guilty. I watched her as she gently clasped the collar around my neck and locked the cage around what was now an exhausted but cute little nub.
"Are you okay?" I asked her.
"Yeah, I just thought maybe the cruelty of last night should be balanced with something a little nicer this morning," she said and walked away into the bedroom.
"You're still feeling bad, aren't you," I insisted as I followed her.
