My Videochat Error Ch 26

I was at the movie theatre.

I was on the stage in front of everyone.

I was all dolled up as Shauna.

High heels, lingerie, skirt and blouse.

All pink.

My brunette wig and makeup too.

On my knees in front of Jason.

I was sucking on his big black cock.

And stroking it.

There was an excited buzz in the crowd.

My penis was straining in my chastity device.

Jason's cock filled my mouth almost completely.

The head of his hot cock felt heavy on my tongue.

I needed to drain his big, hairy balls.

I needed his thick seed.

I licked and sucked and —

My eyes opened wide when I felt the pressure of Emma's warm, luscious lips on my own. Her kiss left some lipstick behind on mine.

"Mmmm, nice tongue dear," she uttered sounding pleasantly surprised.

I had been in a dream.

A dream.

I was dreaming of sucking cock now.

My forced boyfriend's cock.

Even though I was totally groggy, I still felt a chill go down my spine.

Emma was standing beside our bed.

Beside me.

I looked over at my alarm clock.

7:15 am.

My arm began to move, ready to hit the snooze button again as it should go off any time now.

"I think that's enough of that my dear," Emma said in a serious voice.

"Time to get up, get dressed and ready for work," my wife added and pulled the covers off of me and shut off my alarm.

As was now the norm, when I went to hit snooze for the who knows how many times, I found my wife Emma standing beside the bed.

Even though I was not naked, the absence of the blanket was a bit chilly. Instinctively I pulled my sleep slip down over my exposed legs a bit more and drew my arms to the sides of my camisole.

The kiss had woken me. Realizing that I was wearing women's undergarments, even though I always did now, wakened me even more.

It hit me.

It was Tuesday morning.

I had to get up and go to work.

I must have hit snooze on the alarm as usual. What wasn't usual was how tired I was. Over the past week I had been up late into the night.

On weeknights waiting for my wife Emma to come home from her dates with Jacques. Waiting to clean her up, to taste her sweet nectar mixed with copious amounts of his cum. Waiting to pleasure her with my tongue.

Not by choice though.

Each of the past two weekends I had been up late. Not waiting at home to orally pleasure my wife, but because I was servicing men. This last Friday I was taking care of my boyfriend's carnal desires. Draining his big black balls into my mouth and into my ass. The weekend before I was being gang banged at a party of Naughty's. Servicing many large cocks and cleaning out my wife's own gang banged pussy.

Again not by choice.

Burning the candle at both ends was tiring to say the least. Sleeping in on the weekend helped but not as much as getting a regular good nights sleep.

"Good morning, you were great again last night my dear," Emma said with a warm smile and another warm kiss as I was becoming more awake.

I was still groggy but rapidly coming to. I remembered my wife riding my face, feeding me her lover's cum.

I could still taste them in my mouth.

"Still, you need to get up and get going. Come on sleepy head," she said and pulled me up a bit.

"Yeah, good morning," I said with a yawn sitting up, stretching and getting off the bed. I made my way to the bathroom while Emma headed downstairs to get our breakfast and lunches ready.

I did my normal routine of sitting on the toilet, brushing my teeth etc. I felt a slight surge of joy knowing that I had not slept with a butt plug in. Finally I did not have to do that anymore. Miranda had made it my choice. Or was it Naughty? I did have to put my daytime one in, so I gave myself a good quick enema, lubed it up and slid it in. It went in so easily now. Not like before when I had to work it back and forth to get my asshole to loosen and let it in.

I shuddered as I thought about that. I was getting looser. My asshole was getting used to being penetrated.

I finished in the bathroom and realized that Emma had once again picked out my lingerie for me.

Finally I thought to myself and felt another slight feeling of glee.

Not pink.

She has moved away from pink.

My lingerie was not pink. Emma either picked pink or virginal white for me. Usually pink. That made me feel so submissive and feminine.

Not that just wearing lingerie didn't do that.

Yesterday it was red.

Today Magenta.

She picked magenta.

One of my favourite colours.

Part of me hoped it would continue past the two day mark.

I actually felt a bit of a thrill at seeing my magenta lingerie.

That sent a chill down my spine.

I donned the lacy bra and garter belt. Then I used the chair at Emma's vanity and bunched one of the new magenta stockings up and then slid it up my right leg. It felt so silky smooth. One thing that I liked was the feeling of stockings on my legs. New stockings seemed to feel even better.

Part of me still shuddered that I would feel that way.

Part of me was trying to convince myself to "make the best of things" as Denise had put it and enjoy what I could. That part of me wanted to enjoy putting on stockings and running my hands over my silky covered legs, again and again.

I changed legs and pulled the other new stocking up my left leg.

I could not resist.

I ran my hands over my legs.

I felt the smoothness of my nylon covered legs.

I always used to love the feel of stockings on Emma's legs.

Caressing her legs was a good excuse for getting to feel her stockings on them.

Now I wore them.

Every day.

I continued sliding my hands over my legs for a few moments while I began to think about my day.

I would work all day in my office managing projects and stuff and see Denise. That perked me up as I began to attach my garters to the soft, smooth stockings that covered my hairless legs.

Then —

Then I would go out with my boyfriend.

Images of being dressed up as Shauna, not just under my clothes but in my woman's clothes, came to mind. My dream came back to me. We were going to the movie theatre tonight, one on the far side of town. The stage scene was what I was remembering the most.

Another chill went down my spine.

I would not be on stage sucking his cock in front of everyone there. I would be sucking his cock and draining his full balls into my mouth, but not on stage.

I felt as though I salivated a little.

I snapped out of it and selected some dress clothes, man dress clothes, to go over my lingerie. As I was tying my tie I made my way down the stairs.

The kitchen seemed empty a little. Gone were my children. Off to spend the entire summer at their grandparents cottage. I missed them already.

On the table at my spot was two things. My protein shake and a cup of coffee. Emma sat at the table herself. Her empty tumbler still had remnants of her shake on its walls. Her coffee cup was half drunk.

My beautiful, large breasted, blonde haired wife smiled warmly at me.

"Almost time to go!" She said chiding me a bit. "You really need to start getting up earlier my dear. Maybe you could make me my lunch for once," she added with a hint of playful sarcasm.

I downed my protein shake. It did not taste bad, in fact I was getting to like it more and more every day. Part of me even looked forward to it every morning.

"So what movie are you taking in with your boyfriend tonight hun?" Emma asked with a coy smile.

My stomach filled with butterflies.

It felt awkward talking to my wife about my boyfriend.

My forced boyfriend,

but my boyfriend nonetheless.

"I am not sure, I think we will pick one once we get there," I stammered. I then gulped half my coffee and rose from the table.

"I just remembered, I have to get some files ready for an important meeting this morning," I said.

Emma got up and gave me another warm, lipsticky kiss on the lips.

"Have a good day dear," she said with a smile and handed me my lunch and travelling coffee mug.

"Thanks, you too," I said as I hurried out.

Before I knew it I was walking up to my office and Denise's desk. It had not been a lie that I had a meeting to get ready for. An important one for a potential client. A client we did a lot of business with but one that also did business with several similar firms. We would have to convince them that we were the right one for this lucrative contract.

Denise smiled warmly. "Hello Mr Jacobs," she said sounding quite formal.

My hot brunette secretary, who was also my 'forced' girlfriend. Today she was wearing a flower covered blouse and a dark green skirt complete with dark green, hoop earrings and bangle bracelets.

"Good morning Denise" I replied and strode into my office.

As usual she followed me in and closed the door.

"Here are the files you had requested," she said as she motioned to the corner of my desk.

I put my bag down and turned to her.

Denise pressed herself into me and gave me a warm and loving kiss.

"I missed you last night. It would have been wonderful if you could have stayed the night," She purred softly.

"Yes, but I am married you know," I said with a light chuckle.

Just then my phone pinged.

Naughty.

Denise quickly helped me out of my man clothes.

I logged into the video chat.

"Boy don't you look cute today Shauna," Naughty typed.

I blushed.

"Nice to see you in one of your favourite colours," Naughty added.

How did —

"Time to get down to business. Great job yesterday by you Denise. Today it's your turn Shauna."

Suddenly I felt a chill. Was Mike Brown coming to visit again? He had not been over in weeks. True I serviced his big, manly cock last Thursday but that was at his office.

My penis stirred in its cage.

"You need to further cement your relationship with Jason," Naughty typed.

I felt a sigh of relief. Even though I shouldn't have as Naughty was going to talk about me blowing a different big, muscular black man.

"Tonight is a crucial time in your fledgling relationship. You did a great job on Friday fulfilling his manly needs but now you have to continue to increase his desire for you and only you. You must turn him on all night, as much as possible and take as many loads as he has for you. You want him to become addicted to having your mouth on his cock, to having you drain his always full balls," Naughty stated.

My mouth salivated again unbidden as I thought about draining his heavy balls, about swallowing his seed.

My penis began to fill its cage.

My stomach felt knotty.

I should have been totally reviled at Naughty's words.

Yet I wasn't.

Was I just getting used to this happening or -

"Denise make sure that Shauna looks her best. You are great at doing makeup so I don't need to tell you how to do your thing. Help Shauna make tonight great. Chat later," Naughty added then signed off shortly after.

My date with my boyfriend was to be a cum fest. I slightly groaned inside.

Denise could sense my feelings.

"Ok, so you blow him before and after the movie and be nasty," Denise said cheerfully. "And enjoy a good movie, that's all you have to do" she added with a bit more of an upbeat tone.

"I know," I partly sighed.

I felt torn inside. Part of me did not want to go on any more dates. Yet my body responded as if it thought differently. I had salivated when I thought of sucking his manly seed from his cock. My penis had filled its cage. It shouldn't have but it did. And thinking back to Friday made my ass twitch. Made my ass clench on my plug. And not to keep it in.

"Ahem," Denise said with her head cocked to one side. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

My train of thought was broken as I saw her vibrating egg being held out to me.

"I wish we had more time but the meeting starts shortly," I said as I got up from my chair.

Denise slouched down on the couch and spread her legs for me. I crawled in between her light green stockinged legs, reached up and pulled her slightly damp panties down past her knees and down to her ankles. I looked up at her with a grin of my own and dove my head under her skirt. I kissed her hairy pussy then lightly licked her clit twice before putting her egg inside her vagina.

She gasped then whimpered a bit as I pulled her panties back up and got up myself.

"Later, when Naughty allows us my dear," I promised.

I turned her vibrating toy to setting one and she did the same for the butt plug in my ass and we went about our morning.

The meeting was great. My boss, the President of our company, liked what I had done and so did the Vice President, Vanessa. Her praise almost seemed begrudgingly. After she left my boss held me back and invited just me to lunch. That seemed odd. But I welcomed it as it might be signalling that I was moving up in the company even more.

It would also mean missing lunch with Denise. And her oversized dildo. I felt aroused thinking about it. But missing it once would not be the end of the world.

I returned to my office and gave Denise the bad news. We both returned to work. Our vibrators still on setting one.

At 11:45 I left and made my way to the restaurant that my boss had told me to meet him at. He had arrived just before me and took the liberty of ordering us both drinks. Scotch. On the rocks.

He stood up as I arrived and shook my hand. "Glad that you could make it Shaun," my boss Terrance said.

"Thanks for inviting me," I replied as I returned his firm handshake.

Just then the waitress appeared. She was a good looking brunette, dressed almost like a French maid. "Are you two ready to order?" she asked cheerfully.

"I'll have the New York Striploin, with a roast potato on the side," stated Terrance.

"I'll have the same," I replied startled at the prospect of not having looked at the menu.

She smiled and slipped away.

"I have a good feeling about you Shaun," Terrance began. "In part that's why I wanted you on this project. Our client, Mr Irving is old school as you know." he added.

I smiled inside at his notion. Mr Irving was a feminized cuckold. I almost could not hold it in when the VP first announced at a meeting that Mr Irving's company was considering our firm for this contract and Terrance said that he was old school and liked things done the old way only.

"He likes a man taking charge, not a woman, or a queer for that matter. Don't let Vanessa know, she might take it the wrong way. Really, with all the leg work that she has done and the importance of this contract, she should have been the lead on this project not you, but she is a woman not a man," Terrance continued.

He paused and looked at me for a response.

"I fully understand Mr. Jones," I replied with a confident smiled.

"Good. You can expect that Vanessa might be jealous, women get that way you know. You will have to work with her though as she has the expertise you need for this project. You can make that work, yes?" Terrance asked looking me straight in the eye.

"Definitely," I replied.

"Good. I'm so glad you are not like Mitch from accounting. I hear he's a sexual pervert. Doing your secretary is one thing, we all have done that at some point, but a man dressing up as a woman and sucking another man is completely different. That's what I hear he's into. He will be in line for a demotion, if we even keep him," Terrance huffed.

He has heard that about Mitch? Last time I saw Mitch was at the party. Michelle was in lingerie and all dolled up as a woman. Ate my ass out besides draining a lot of cocks and taking a lot of cocks up her ass.

Same as me.

A chill went down my spine. If my boss ever found out about Shauna...

I was surprised that he did not mind my earrings.

"Normally I would not have considered a man with earrings like you are wearing but Mr. Irving has been sporting a pair for a few months now, so I know he won't hold that against you. In fact, he might even feel a connection with you," Terrance stated.

If he only knew how truly alike Mr Irving and I were in other aspects of our manner of dress, and how we both had performed in the same way at the party...

"And a man should keep his house in order. Is your house in order Shaun?" He asked out of the blue.

I hesitated. I was not expecting a question like that. I thought about Emma and how our life had changed almost overnight. How things should be but weren't. About —

"Um, yes, yes it is," I lied quickly regaining my mental composure.

"Good man, that's what I like to hear," Terrance replied just as our salads arrived.

The rest of the lunch we made small talk. I got back around 1:15, and immediately set to work. My mind was totally focused on landing this contract. It was huge and could make or break me. It was important to our firm. My boss did not want a queer, a cock sucker or a woman leading the way. He was very clear on that. In fact the only reason why the Vice President was a woman was because she was the daughter of one board member and the wife of another. He would have preferred a man in that position. It was not his choice though.

What if he found out about Shauna?

I shuddered again at the thought.

He could not find out about Shauna.

Ever.

It could ruin me.

I almost forgot about my date that evening. My date with my boyfriend. My well hung black boyfriend. I saw him picking me up from Denise's place with his red Mustang. Us driving to the movie theatre but stopping in some alleyway where I would take his large cock in my mouth. I would lick and suck on it 'till his big hairy balls filled my mouth with his seed.

My mouth seemed to salivate a little.

My heart rate went up.

I stirred in my cage.

I thought of my boss peering in the window and recognizing me.

I shuddered at the consequences.

I spent the rest of the afternoon getting things ready for the meeting next Monday with John Irving and his associates. I buried my head in the work. We had to get this contract. It would be so great for my career.

At the end of the day Denise popped into my office.

"Ready to go get done up for your date?" She chirped cheerfully.

"Yes, I guess so," I replied less than enthusiastically.

You seem a bit down again, you really need to try and take this all in stride.

"Its not that, I am still trying to do as you suggest. Its something else, I will tell you when we get to your place," I said as I rose from my desk and grabbed my leather bag.

We left and headed to her place in our separate cars. As usual she greeted me in person at the entrance to her building and we held hands as we walked her apartment. I told her about all that happened in the meetings today and about how our boss felt as she was doing my makeup. We knew he thought this way but now he had made it much more clear.

Denise's response?

"Cheer up. It'll be fine. All will work out in the end, we just have to be careful around him. No one has found out yet, well almost no one. And those that did were taken care of or shut up by Naughty."

Yes by Naughty.

"I wonder how far that person's reach goes. Naughty is a person. He/she will have limits," I replied. And the sooner we can figure it out, the better, especially with this potential project for me to manage. If it were not so directly linked to the President of our company, I would not be so under his scrutiny."

"Relax, it will be fine. Now let me finish your makeup so that you can be Shauna the Amazing! Not just Shauna," she said playfully.

"Ok, I'll try," I replied and let her continue to transform me into a hot version of Shauna.

Just as she finished her boyfriend called her on the phone. While she was chatting with him Jason texted that he was here. We mouthed our goodbyes and I left.

Soon I was leaving her building and making for Jason and his car at the curb. I was clad in heels, my magenta lingerie, a short black pleated skirt, a low cut blouse that revealed the top lace of my bra, my makeup and my brunette wig of course. Denise added bangle bracelets and a black choker to finish off my look.