The Master Came to Tame Us on the Second Weekend
I hope you enjoy this installment as much as the previous ones, because I adore receiving comments and, above all, the fantasies you all tell me about. This is the continuation of that weekend in which I found myself with two other transvestites at the house of a very wealthy hostess, ready to fulfill our dirtiest desires without asking anyone’s permission.
The first day we devoted ourselves to carrying out one fantasy each. For the second, we were expecting a visit from a friend of Marina’s, the owner of all that luxury. The story begins with me in the shower, naked and covered in foam, letting the water run over my skin, softened by so much cream.
I washed my little ass and my little cunt slowly, without rushing, enjoying the heat. When I finished and dried off, I took the clothes Marina had left me on the bench. I was surprised by their quality: fine panties and bras, and a pink athletic onesie that seemed made to measure.
I adjusted my tits, the underwear, and the suit. It was so comfortable I could hardly feel it, but at the same time it hugged every curve of my body. I went out in flip-flops to the living room, where my suitcase was still sitting, and slipped on some women’s sneakers that were my favorites. Comfortable like that, I started gathering up all the dirty clothes we had left strewn around the night before.
Marina appeared wearing a little tennis outfit: short skirt, white panties, and a strappy camisole. She told me to keep tidying while she prepared something to eat.
—When you finish in the living room, wash the toys. I’ll tell you which soap to use —she said, and pointed me toward the bathroom where I was supposed to do it.
I obeyed without arguing. I went through the rooms we had used: the submissive room and the photography room. I gathered up all the toys, washed them carefully, and put them back where they belonged. Mine and Daniela’s I carried to the living room, next to the suitcases.
Daniela appeared still half asleep and sat down to drink coffee while I sorted panties and Marina served eggs with bacon, toast, orange juice, and more coffee. Although it was almost noon already, the three of us ate with voracious hunger; the day before had left us emptied out.
When we were done, Marina poured us a second cup and explained the plan she had worked out with Héctor. We knew the three of us were going to be subjected to him, but not the details or the conditions for each of us.
—Héctor is one of my best friends —she began—. He loves dominating me from time to time, always respecting my tastes. He decided what each of you gets.
In my case, to my surprise, I would be the house servant the whole time, just like Daniela. Marina would start out as a servant too, but then she would become the mistress. He was going to dominate us, humiliate us, punish us, and submit us. We were to do whatever he ordered, fuck each other if he asked, and let ourselves be photographed.
—He bought clothes for each of you —she added—. Since it’s getting late, go ahead and change now.
***
We followed her to her room. On the way she told us that Héctor had studied our tastes and that each woman’s clothes were different. She took out three cloth bags with tags and handed each of us the one with our name on it.
When I opened mine I was thrilled: a pink silk maid’s dress, short-skirted, with matching bra and panties, white garter stockings, low heels, gloves, a headband, and a pink leather collar with a ring. I looked at Daniela: her outfit was black. Marina, meanwhile, was taking out red garments.
We undressed together. I quickly changed into the panties and bra, put on the stockings, the gloves, and the collar, and slipped into the dress without effort. The shoes were a little big, but they held. When I placed the headband on, I looked at my friends.
Marina was already almost ready. Daniela was just putting on a full-body shapewear garment, very tight, with a butt-lift. When she finished, she took her maid’s dress —tight, with laces up the back— and asked me for help.
—Tighten it well, like I like it —she said, holding her breath.
Between the two of us we managed to make it as snug as possible. Marina didn’t need help and watched us in her red dress with its wide skirt down to the knees.
We did our makeup and got ourselves together. I went to the bathroom while they collected the dishes like good maids. As I came out, the doorbell rang.
***
It was Héctor. Just as Marina had told us, the three of us rushed to the door and stood in a line off to one side. We had barely managed to get in place when he came in carrying a suitcase. He was a tall, sturdy man, younger than we were, with his hair shaved like a soldier’s, clean-shaven, dressed in athletic but elegant clothes.
He set the suitcase aside, closed the door, and after greeting Marina, asked her to introduce us.
—This is Daniela —she said—. A submissive transvestite and a real whore. She loves feeling squeezed in her shapewear and having people cum on her pretty little face.
—And this is Lía —she went on, pointing at me—. A feminine, coquettish submissive. She likes being tied up, used, humiliated, and punished.
Héctor smiled. He told us his name and ordered us to call him Sir or Master.
—The first thing will be checking your little asses —he said—. Turn around, all three of you, and lift those little skirts.
***
As I turned around I saw him take out some latex gloves. I heard him slip them on. Since my skirt was the shortest, I was the first one ready, and he noticed.
—I’ll start from smallest to biggest —he said, and stood behind me.
I heard the snap of a cap. I felt him pull down my panties and spread something between my buttocks. His fingers traced my slit, touched my little ass, and then he slid one finger in. I moaned. He laughed and slipped in another while telling me how hot I was. Then he handed me a tube of lubricant.
—Keep it nice and wet all the time —he ordered.
He moved on to Daniela. I heard the fastening of her shapewear, her moans, and his voice telling her it was obvious how much she liked swallowing like a filthy whore. With Marina he was more delicate; aloud he told her she was a true lady, that she had a hard, tight, delicious ass.
Then he had us turn to face him, lift our skirts, and checked our panties one by one. He picked up the suitcase and told Marina to take us to the sadomasochistic room. She let her skirt fall and started walking; we followed, with him bringing up the rear and warning us that he was coming with plenty of desire to punish us.
***
He set the suitcase on a table and asked for a rope. He took Daniela and me over to a piece of furniture that looked like a gymnastics horse, upholstered in red leather, with rings and supports for kneeling on the ends. It was short, so once we were tied up, our mouths ended up together in a kiss forced by the Master’s orders.
Marina was in charge of filming. When he finished tying us up, we could no longer move. He took a double gag with a red ball from the suitcase and put it on us. Then he lifted my skirt, looked at my underwear, touched my little ass, and gave me some delicious spanks, leaving my skirt hiked up. He did the same to Daniela.
—I’ve got two bitches to punish —he said, and asked for a riding crop.
He gave us thirty lashes each. While he did it, he humiliated us: whores, submissive bitches, dirty, horny transvestites. When he got to lash number twenty, he pulled my panties down and shoved a vibrating plug into my little ass; he finished whipping me with it inside and without underwear. He did the same to Daniela, but at the end he pulled her panties back up and tightened her shapewear even more.
***
Marina kept filming until the Sir ordered her to set the camera at a wide angle and take a dildo. It was time to open us up.
I got it first with him. He removed the plug and I felt something big and thick go in. I puffed out with pain and pleasure at the same time, opened and wet with the lubricant the Master kept putting on. Once he had it all the way in, he started moving it, slowly at first, then faster.
—You’ve got a hot female ass, you thirsty bitch —he told me.
I panted and heard Daniela doing the same. Then he ordered a change: Marina was to open us with the vibrating dildos while he guided her. With me she was slow and precise; with Daniela he got rougher, slapped her ass, and treated her like a whore while he shoved the vibrator all the way in. Daniela drooled like a female, and he humiliated her for being such a bitch.
Then I felt him penetrating her. Daniela moaned and started moving to his rhythm. While he rode her, he told Marina to take the vibrator out of me, put on some white pantyhose without panties and high heels, and free my legs so I could offer my little ass to his cock.
Marina freed my head, hands, and legs. I took off the stockings, slipped on the pantyhose and shoes as fast as I could while I watched the Master riding Daniela. Knowing I was next had me electrified. Marina tied my hands again, this time stretched out, and left my legs open and secured.
—Put a gel capsule in her —he ordered without stopping riding Daniela.
It was big. As she slipped it inside me, he explained that they were hormones and lubricant, substances that would make me feel very feminine. Then he ordered Marina to give me twenty more lashes, which I was to count and thank one by one. On the eighth, the vibrating plug came back, and by the time I finished counting, all the toys had passed through my little ass again in Marina’s skilled hands.
***
—Now beg me for my cock —said the Sir.
I used the most feminine voice I could and begged him to fuck me, to put his cock in my hot, wet little ass, that I was his slave, a submissive dying to feel him inside me. He answered by humiliating me, calling me dirty, bitch, slave.
He pulled out of Daniela, told Marina to let her go, and stood behind me. He pulled down my pantyhose and shoved it in with one thrust. I moaned and bent my arms. He started pounding me, in and out of my wet little ass, while telling me I was a bitch. I moaned, begged for more, told him I was his female, his whore.
When Marina finished freeing Daniela, he ordered her to put a bitch chain on me and have the plug ready: he wanted to fill me already. He clipped the collar on me, tugged the chain to lift me higher, and kept fucking me until I felt his cock getting hard and thick. He exploded inside me. He pushed as far in as he could and I felt my little ass flooded with cum.
—Daniela, come clean it out —he said as he pulled out of me.
***
Marina put a plug in me so the load wouldn’t escape, pulled my pantyhose back up, and clipped a leash onto Daniela, who was finishing cleaning the Master’s cock. Following his orders, she led Daniela by the chain and knelt her against my buttocks, positioning her little mouth right at my little ass —easy, thanks to my high heels—. She tied her: first the head, then the hands wrapped around my hips, and finally the knees to my ankles, so we were held nice and close together.
Marina slid her hand down my back, under the pantyhose, until she took the plug out. She lowered my skirt and told Daniela she was a pretty little puppy and to drink all her little milk. I started to feel Daniela’s tongue licking the stocking, gathering up the semen that was running down, excited as a she-wolf.
When she started sucking directly on my little ass, I almost melted. The Master made me get on all fours like a bitch, so that Daniela’s mouth would come down to my cock, hard and hot beneath the pantyhose. She had to get on all fours too. He ordered her to keep licking, and he said the scene only needed Marina to be complete.
—My mouth or Daniela’s little ass? —he asked her.
—The little ass —Marina answered.
He opened her shapewear, pulled down her pantyhose, and started penetrating her while Daniela moaned between kisses and licks over my cock. I felt Daniela riding, the Master firing off photos, the semen still dripping over my friend’s little face. Daniela got wet inside her tight clothes like a horny little girl.
The Master noticed, and since Marina had asked for ass, he ordered her to penetrate me. Marina tore my pantyhose a little and, riding on top of Daniela, managed to work her cock into me. I was already at the limit, with Daniela’s mouth glued to my cock and Marina’s hard cock drilling my little ass. I wanted to hold out, enjoy more, feel myself watched and photographed like a porn actress who loves her job.
—You can come —said the Master—. You earned the reward.
I let go and came inside the pantyhose. Daniela went back to moving her tongue to swallow my semen while Marina kept driving into me faster and faster, harder and harder, until her cock turned thick and exploded. I felt her milk rising inside me, filling me up. She collapsed for a while and then got back up.
***
The Sir sent Marina for something to drink; he wanted to keep watching the semen flow out of my little ass and soak Daniela’s little face until the very end. When Marina came back with the wine, he asked for the camera and photographed us like that, humiliated. Then he ordered us slowly untied, posing for him, dirty and wet.
—Now go take a shower together —he said—. In the suitcase there’s a bag with each of your names on it. That’s the clothes you’ll wear afterward.
Marina took hers and thanked him, Master, in the most coquettish voice she had. Daniela did the same. I was last; I received my bag, lowered my little head, and left behind my friends.
The bathroom was large, with a shower with two heads. We undressed helping one another and lathered each other up, laughing. The Sir came in, opened the glass door, and started photographing us, telling us how to touch ourselves, how to make ourselves nicely slutty and feminine. When he finished, we came out clean and he left while we were getting dressed.
In my bag there was a lace panty set with a matching bra, larger silicone breasts, garter stockings with their straps, a pink lady’s dress with a wide skirt to the knees, and matching high heels. Daniela received a skin-tight black latex outfit, with a corset, heels, and a short skirt. Marina got an elegant dress with a black skirt, dark pantyhose, and some beautiful heels.
What came next I’ll tell in the next part, because I’ve already gone on quite a bit today. I hope you liked this new installment as much as I liked writing it. I love knowing that someone is reading it and getting turned on imagining being one of us, or the man who dominates us. Kisses.
