"Let me down! LET ME GO!"
I couldn't believe where I was. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. There I laid across the shoulder of the massive Roger as he toted me like King Kong where as I was the damsel in distress. That seemed far more accurate than I wanted it to be.
The room I was taken into looked like a very large bedroom with a couple of king beds along with its own bathroom. Perhaps the Brothers slept at work at times or maybe lived there when not abroad. I didn't know and I didn't care.
On one of the king beds was a bag I knew all too well. It was one that I'd used just about every weekend. So many tight, tawdry outfits were kept in there for me to wear for paying clients. Set next to it was the huge, faux rack my chest had bore for months. They were heavy and dreadfully uncomfortable; especially with my sensitive nipples. On the night table was the mannequin head with my wig, Dafni's wig, fresh from Brady's cart. I could almost feel the silky locks dance over my shoulders as I was either made to fuck or suck a cock. I fucking hated it all!
"When I set you down, you gonna be calm?" Roger asked with a pop to my ass.
"Ye..Yes, sir" I replied.
Roger set me down next to the bed. He stood between me and the door; as if getting around him and through it would lead me to safety.
"Take your cloths off," he demanded.
"Please don't do this to me," I said, barely holding myself together.
"I'll try to make it easier for you; either you strip off all your clothes or I can do it for you. I can promise you that I won't be gentle."
I looked over at Alyssa who was giving me a wild, wide-eyed look; as if to say 'just cooperate'. There were limited options and only one real decision. The only hope I had was for the Brothers to simply be looking for further means of embarrassment and getting to have a little fun as added restitution. Then, after they'd had their laughs among other things at my expense, I'd be cut loose and I'd head far away from them and everyone. Starting over sure wouldn't be easy, but it would be necessary.
Taking a step back from Roger, I kicked my shoes off, literally, right at his shins. It wasn't like it was enough to inflict even a speck of harm to him, but he still wasn't amused.
"Watch it, bitch. Those people out there don't want you fucked up, but I won't mind for a sissy who's asking for it."
Giving him a look but saying nothing to him, I continued to disrobe. With each article being stripped away, I felt that little bit of freedom I'd reacquired slipping away. All eyes were on me as the last of it, my slacks minus underwear, was removed and kicked aside. I began to tremble slightly, both from the cool chill of the room and the bleak atmosphere it held. Never again did I think I'd be nude and vulnerable like that.
"Looks like this sissy is going through puberty," Roger joked about my budding chest. He even gave each one a little squeeze, which made me wince for multiple reasons. Dimitri brought over a pair of handcuffs that he passed off to Roger. "Turn around. Hands behind your back," I was ordered.
"What are you going to do?" I asked.
"Nothing. As long as you do as you're told," Roger said.
Like some criminal, I put my hands behind me as ordered while my wrists were cuffed together. When that was done, I was taken by the neck and steered around the bed and to the bathroom. Dimitri stayed out by the bedroom door while Alyssa followed us in. I was guided over to a large walk-in shower that looked to be built for five. Roger stopped me just outside the glass door.
"You've been in similar situations such as this before. My slave here is going to get you back to your slutty, sissy self. You give her an ounce of shit and I'll be right here to give you a pound of shit back." He looked at Alyssa and said, "You and Eve have done good work, but don't fuck around with her. These people have things to do."
"Yes, Master," she promptly replied with a curtsy.
Roger, ushering me all the way, moved me into the entrance of the shower. Alyssa, after removing her heels, stepped in behind me. Her master shut us both in and then moved to stand by the exit.
"Over here," she said, taking my arm to guide me under the massive shower head.
Her touch was sensual. The cold nature of her soft, petite hand was giving me goosebumps. She turned on the water, which was quite cold initially. It quickly reminded me of the times she'd removed my chastity to clean my crotch and privates. Though I'd taken care of my own needs my past few days of freedom, her touch along with seeing her stand there and smelling that sweet perfume was causing my tiny member to begin to swell.
"Oh, Dafni," Alyssa said, taking notice. "We've been here a few different times."
As the water continued to cascade over me, she let her manicured hand run over my budding tits, down over my flattened stomach, and ending on my crotch. Though she wasn't directly in the stream of water, the spray was getting on her. Speckles of water drops settled on the exposed part of her tits. All of that caused my shrunken but stiffening cock to become full erect.
Alyssa peeked back through the steaming shower door at her owner who had become busy on his phone. She then looked back at me with a lustful stare.
"I hope that this will take your mind off things; if only for a moment."
Alyssa sunk down to her knees in front of me. It made my heart pound and my cock twitch. Was she about to do what I think she was going to do? Pulling her dampening pigtails back behind her, she began leaning into me. Those large, green eyes looked up as her mouth opened and she took me inside of her.
The feel of her mouth on me was an exquisite experience. Her tongue glided along my shaft until she bottomed out on my hairless base. There wasn't even a hint of her struggling to suppress a gag reflex. Either I was that small or she was that good. I had a feeling it was some of both.
Back and forth, her mouth worked my cock. Her pigtails swayed with her movement over her shoulders. Her hands laid open and firmly flat against my thighs. Those gorgeous eyes kept contact with mine as her tongue continued to tease my member.
As good as it all felt, I couldn't help but let my mind think back to myself being in the position; many not-so-happy occasions. The one difference being that the cock in my mouth was usually much larger on a man that was much bigger than myself. They were also free of bondage and typically used their hands to paw at me in some form. Many times, they'd used my own pigtails to take control of the situation. I had a feeling the allure was nice, but I was literally in no position to try it for myself.
In my time as a sissy-whore, I'd been trained to give the best, slutty head I possibly could and Alyssa was doing no less. In no time at all, I felt that familiar feeling that every man I came across felt. I couldn't help the few moans that escaped my lips, and I pulled at my cuffed wrists as I lost my load in Alyssa's mouth.
Just as I'd been trained, she stayed latched on to collect every last drop. When that was done, she stood up in front if me. Her lipstick was smeared a bit from my intrusion into her mouth, but that wasn't the only evidence of my being there. Her mouth opened just enough for me to see my own load swimming on her tongue. This was something I'd done with every guy I was made to blow. Somewhere deep inside me, I felt the allure of having a slut hold my load before swallowing it down. The difference with this being she didn't act as if she were going to consume mine.
Alyssa began closing in on me, coming closer and closer until we were both in the shower's stream. The warm water cascaded down over her, completely drenching the two of us. Her hands came up and grabbed the nape of my neck. That electrifying sensation of her presence and touch flowed through me again. In that moment, I knew it wasn't just her that was going to enter my mouth, but a bit of myself as well. Yet, somehow, that didn't seem to matter.
My eyes closed in the anticipation of having her lips on mine once more. I quivered, despite the warm spray, as I awaited her touch. Seeming to take far longer than it probably did, they finally made contact. There was an electricity that I felt at her contact. It seemed to surge and vibrate through me. Her tongue, along with its payload, moved in to invade my mouth. There was no resistance on my part. It moved along my own and easily passed off to me what I'd just passed off to her.
I should have been repulsed and disgusted. No man that I had blown would have allowed their load to be passed back to them; especially from some pathetic sissy. Yet, I didn't even consider what little manhood I desperately wanted to fight for. In that moment, I felt a strange, calming numbness. For a few tender seconds, her luscious lips that I'd come to admire and lust for moved over my own. The sensation made having my own cum sliding down my throat seem like nothing at all. Her tongue graze along mine and over my teeth to make sure that she delivered it all in the most sensual way she could.
"Aly..," I started as she pulled away.
Her green eyes stared back into mine. She was soaked head-to-toe with her dark hair curling ever so slightly at the tips. Her tits, formed by the very drugs given to me, looked amazing through her drenched, white shirt. She meekly shook her head and put a sole finger up to her closed, luscious lips; a signal for me to be quiet.
I was bathed by her similar as before. After that, I was pulled out of the water and more hair-removing foam was applied. Not much had grown back, if any. It was potent stuff; which I'm sure burned the hair under my skin if not fully destroying the follicle.
Alyssa gave me a final rinsing, using a mitt to wipe all over my body. I knew that she was making sure any hair still clinging to me was wiped away, but she did stray a little bit longer around my crotch. It could have been to make sure that particular area was squeaky clean; or she could have just been toying with me. Either way, my freshly ejaculated member still wanted to stand up for more attention.
"No, Dafni," she whispered. "I'm glad you got some pleasure out of this, but that's all I can do for you."
"You girls better not be fucking around in there," we heard Roger call out. Alyssa's gorgeous eyes got big.
"No, Master. I'm just about to bring her out."
Alyssa shut the water off and she again guided me by the arm to the door of the shower. As I exited, a towel was thrown my direction. It wasn't like I could catch it with my hands cuffed behind me. The towel landed atop my head and momentarily blinded me.
