The Night Two Masters Turned Me Into Their Little Puppy
It happened quite some time ago, when I was just beginning to understand what it meant to be a good submissive. Back then I lived out my fantasies in secret: on certain nights I would dress as a woman, apply my makeup carefully in front of the mirror, and go out looking for the kind of adventure I would never have dared confess to anyone in my everyday life.
One of those nights I found an ad online. A pair of men were looking for a closeted transvestite for a session of submission. They wanted to punish her, humiliate her, and dominate her between the two of them. Reading it turned me on immediately.
I wrote to the address they gave, and a couple of days later the reply arrived. They were Damián and Rubén, they told me, and they wanted exactly what the ad promised: an obedient girl they could unload everything on. The idea excited me so much that I answered with a couple of photos of myself in a dress and asked for more details so I could be sure what I was getting into.
We exchanged several emails. They sent photos too, explained their tastes, what they expected from the night, how far they planned to take me. Once I had no more doubt that they were a real couple and that I liked the game, we agreed to meet at their apartment.
***
It was a Saturday night. I arrived with my bag full of treasures: women’s underwear, two dresses, a pajama set, stockings, my makeup case, and lots of other little things. I hurried past the building entrance with my heart pounding in my chest and went upstairs. The apartment door was ajar.
I found them in the living room. We greeted each other with a strange politeness, that mix of shyness and restrained desire, and they pointed me to the bathroom so I could change. They had chosen the outfit from my photos, so I put on what they wanted: a tight white dress with a small floral print, pink lace panties and bra underneath, white garter stockings, and white high heels too. I did my makeup carefully, looked at myself in the mirror, and liked the woman staring back at me.
When I came out, both of them openly raked their eyes over me. One of them handed me a glass of liquor.
“You look gorgeous like that,” said Damián, the taller one. “Much better than the photos promised.”
I sat down with them. We talked for a while about random things, about my likes and theirs, while the first drink went down and loosened the tension. By the second glass, Rubén leaned toward me.
“Do you want to start being our submissive?”
“Yes,” I answered without thinking. “I’ve wanted it since I walked through the door.”
***
They ordered me to walk for them. I obeyed, and as I paced around the living room they told me how to pose, how to move my hips, how to show myself off. Every instruction made me hotter. After a while they made me sit on Damián’s lap and we started kissing, while Rubén slid his hand up under my skirt.
I kept switching mouths, going from one to the other, surrendering more and more each time. My hands found their cocks over their clothes and, without stopping kissing them, I started opening their pants. They laughed under their breath, horny.
“Look at her. She’s a little puppy,” Rubén said. “We’re going to enjoy taming you.”
Damián stood up and came back with my first gift of the night: a leather collar with a tag. They fastened it around my neck while they explained the rules.
“From now on your name is Cuquitos. And you call us master. Understood?”
“Yes, master,” I said, and the word tasted like heaven.
***
With the collar on, they took me to an indoor terrace. There they tied my wrists to a beam above my shoulders, leaving me exposed and defenseless. They started groping me beneath the dress until they wrung the first moans from me.
Damián gave me the first slap on my ass while Rubén lifted my skirt.
“Do you like it? Are you a bitch? Are you our submissive?”
“Yes, master. Yes,” I answered between gasps.
Each reply earned me a harder swat than the last. My skin was burning. Then I felt someone grab me from behind, yanking on the collar chain, and one of their cocks appeared against my ass. They dragged it over me, brushing me, until they had me begging like a heat-crazed female.
That turned them on even more. They pulled my panties aside and Damián started fucking me hard, slowly. I was already soaked with pure arousal and my ass was red from the slaps, so I felt him go all the way in. It hurt a little at first, a pain that blurred into pleasure, and I arched my back, offering myself more.
He noticed. He gave me another slap and drove all the way in with one thrust. While he fucked me without mercy, Rubén humiliated me: a soft slap here, two fingers in my mouth there, urging his partner to fill me up.
“Fill her, fill that ass,” Rubén kept saying. “Look how much the slut enjoys it.”
Damián grew stiffer, kissed his boyfriend over my back, and came inside me. I felt the hot spurt flooding me from within, and I came with him, my ass full of his cum.
The second round was Rubén’s, and it was faster because I was already open and dripping. But no less brutal: he slapped my ass the whole time, tugged on the leash until it choked me a little, and didn’t stop humiliating me for a single second.
“You’re a slave bitch. A heat-crazed female who exists only to please me.”
I obeyed, hypnotized by his words. Every time he asked me something I said yes. Every time he hit me I said thank you. And when I felt him spill inside me, I came again, soaking the panties I still had on, feeling open, hot, and completely his.
***
When they were done, my legs were shaking and I could barely stay on my feet. One of them untied my wrists from the beam, tied them back together, and helped me lie down on the floor, where he took the opportunity to tie my ankles too. He lifted my skirt, pulled my panties down to my thighs, and left me there exposed while the two of them sat down to drink something and watch the semen drip out of me.
When they caught their breath, they pulled on the leash.
“On your knees. On all fours, like the little puppy you are.”
They made me crawl to their bedroom, where the next surprise was waiting for me. On the bed they had laid out a semi-transparent pink robe, white lace panties and bra, pantyhose, gloves, and a set of leather wrist and ankle cuffs with rings to tie me up however they pleased. Next to them: a pair of vibrators, two whips, and a small spanking bench designed to leave me face-down on the floor with my ass high in the air.
They untied me and let me go to the bathroom to clean myself and change. When I came back, in just a few minutes I was restrained again, taking lashes on my ass while I moaned and begged them not to stop.
***
The first thing was tying me to the bench, with my ass entirely at their disposal. They spanked me while they lifted the robe and slid their fingers over my panties, already soaked with lubricant. They used several toys, some colder, others vibrating warm against my skin. Then they moved the fabric aside and the dildos came: first a thick one, then a thinner one that vibrated without stopping.
I let them do anything they wanted to me, surrendered like a heat-crazed female. They treated me like a filthy faggot, like their toy. At some point I didn’t even realize I had Damián’s toes in my mouth, sucking and licking them as if they were the tastiest thing in the world.
That turned him on instantly. I felt his cock enter me, hard, all the way, and he fucked me fast and hard, yanking my hair and spanking me until he emptied himself inside me again. He left me full, aroused, and wanting more.
Then the lashes began. Rubén whipped me while he talked to me.
“Do you love having your ass full of cum? Say it.”
“Yes, master. I love it. I’m a whore,” I answered, thanking him for every strike.
He took a thick plug, shoved it into me so nothing would come out, and untied me from the bench. He led me to the bed on all fours. Damián was there, stretched out, catching his breath.
“Climb up and clean his cock with your tongue.”
I obeyed happily, licking every trace of cum I could see on his thighs, sucking his cock slowly until it was clean and hard again.
***
When it was hard again, the two of them lay down facing opposite directions, interlacing their legs, bringing their two cocks together, pressed one against the other, and their balls too. The first thing they ordered me to do was suck them: lick them, kiss them, travel over them like a hungry female. I managed to get both in my mouth at the same time and that seemed to please them very much.
“Now ride them. Both of them. That bitch ass of yours.”
I knelt over them, legs spread, exactly in the right place for both cocks to start going in together. It wasn’t easy and we used a lot of lube, but after a while I was bouncing on them like a bitch in heat, while they both enjoyed it and made me feel like the dirtiest of submissives.
I held out like that until the first one spilled inside me. The hot liquid made me clamp my ass shut at once, and that was enough for the second one to finish too. I came on top of them, panting, spilling over Damián’s belly.
When it was all over, they put the plug back in me to keep the cum inside and ordered me to clean them with my mouth, swallowing every last drop that had spilled. I obeyed, submissive, grateful, feeling more like a woman than ever.
***
As a reward, I got to keep all the clothes I had worn that night, plus a couple of extra gifts they had saved as a surprise. I left that apartment at dawn, my legs still trembling and a smile on my face that didn’t fade for days.
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