My Girlfriend's Bisexualization Fantasy, Pt 2
(She masturbates to this scenario. Say's she will make it happen, one of these days..)
I was on all fours, cock throbbing, face down. I’m sexually dominant by nature and been involved with B & D as well, so I knew what is expected of a submissive, and that was expected of me now. I’d agreed to submit to this life-changing experience. I heard the voice of my girlfriend‘s friend, who’d just entered the room. I didn’t look up, didn’t even open my eyes. Just experiencing my nakedness in the midst of strangers. Girlfriend’s friend is female, but not a voice I recognize.
"First I want to get a blindfold on him before everyone else gets here." She says. 'Everyone else?' What the fuck? I'm liking this less and less. Still, the words make my cock even harder.
"..and some shackles."
"He won't fight. He agreed to this." says my girl.
"Don't believe it. The masculine ones change their mind when they realize it's really gonna happen."
"Do you think so? I think he'll be relieved to let it go." Says girlfriend. What did she mean by that? She continued.."it would be so hot if he fought. I'd love to see that. Yeah, put shackles on him." Great, that was my girl talking. How did I get into this?
The blindfold went on quickly. Then wrist and ankle cuffs. I could hear other people, both male and female walking in and talking quietly. Discussing my body and my cock, no doubt... and doing..something. What? Undressing?
I feel gloved fingers stroking my back, chest, finally, ever so lightly, the shaft of my cock. very lightly pulling back the foreskin, but not stopping till it was stretched tight back, a little painfully. My cock throbbed in her gloved fingers from the painful stimulation.
"Mmmm.He’s so ready to surrender. Aren’t you baby?“ Then to my girl: “have you been ass-training him?" this was the voice of the unknown woman.
"Not really." This was my girl's voice. "He's dominant, and doesn‘t take well to it, and he really doesn't seem to respond to anal stimulation much. He let‘s me do it, but he doesn’t seem to get much pleasure out of it. I have trained him to keep his ass dilated when he fucks. and you're right, he can fuck for hours when he does that!"
It was true. About a year ago she got really interested in trying to get me to appreciate ass play. I was happy to let her play with me, but I just didn't get it. Sure, I felt a kind of stimulation back there, but it just didn‘t appeal to me. She also insisted I keep my ass dilated the entire time my cock was hard, and it‘s true, I can fuck for even longer than I could when I keep it open and relaxed. If I don't contract my back door, I don’t reach an orgasm as easily. It was a neat trick. But HEY--she started this almost a YEAR ago! Had she really been plotting to have me deflowered with this strange woman, for a year?
I felt two hands spread my ass cheeks. That brought my mind right back to the here and now. Fuck! What had I got myself into?
"So this is the virgin hole. Tell me about your experiments."
My girlfriend responded. "I used a long, smooth vibrator first. I could go really deep, but he only seems to feel the sensation in the ring of his ass."
"That’s not uncommon with men. Did he enjoy it?"
"I think he did," Girlfriend responded. "but not enough to ask for it again."
"What else did you do to train him?"
"I used that heavy cock dildo with the veins, the one made out of black rubber." He definitely had some kind of response, but it was kind of neutral."
"Has he ever had any anal orgasms?" This was sounding like a doctor's visit. I didn’t want her to answer this question, but I knew I couldn’t say anything.
"Two. We had sex for three days straight, tantric style--no orgasms. his cock was really full of cum each time, and he really needed to get off. I made him wait for an hour, then I gave him a very slow blowjob, and fucked him with the black dildo at the same time. I stopped a minute or two before he came, but kept banging his ass with the dildo. The cock in his ass made him orgasm both times."
"Excellent! Fast or slow thrust, did you notice?" The "doctor" asked.
"Short, fast thrusts. He kept squirting as long as I kept thrusting, much longer than normal, like four minutes. It was like he couldn't stop, so I made him keep going till his dick was empty. Actually, my hand got tired."
"I'll tell the man who's going to deflower him to use fast, short thrusts, just like you did. I think your boyfriend will be an easy conversion. Are you excited? Imagine what it’s going to be like when other men are fucking him, and he just keeps coming, like a woman?" The woman asked my girl. My girlfriend responded with a long, hard sigh, then asked "will he be gay permanently?"
My cock and balls were sore. We'd been doing marathon sex for six days without a single ejaculation on my part. I was totally full of sperm. My balls ached. The base of my cock ached. I felt it all day long for the last couple of days. No one had spoken to me directly, but I could feel their eyes on me, and I couldn’t seem to loose my erection for a minute. I wished I could go soft, but my cock felt harder and bigger than it ever was. So swollen that the foreskin had fully retracted and my so-sensitive cock head was humiliatingly exposed. I’ve dated plenty of women, and played with a few men, who really got off on humiliation and exposure, and I enjoyed using humiliation to get them sexually excited in the way that only a born submissive can be, but Humiliation had never appealed to me. I put myself in this position to see what it was like and understand the subbie mind better, but I wasn’t enjoying this at all. I also know how stimulating my helplessness will be to a dominant, and I knew In was in a room full of dominant women and dominant gay or bisexual men. I didn’t like it at all, and the worst part was that I was incredibly turned on despite myself. Every time my hear beat I heard a pounding in my ears and a painful throb in my fat, purple cock head.
I head a laptop start up, and someone, a man, say ".. to upload the video of this."
I shivered. The room felt like it was colder than it was, my exposed erection exciting to show, and humiliating at the same time. At the very least, I wanted to pull my foreskin over my exposed cockhead.
As if she heard my thoughts, the woman with the gloved hands massaged my balls, which brought a groan of pain from me, and an evil chuckle from her, as she slid her fingers down my shaft, pulling that skin too far forward, stretching it past the end of my penis and pinching it closed. Then she clamped the tip, probably with a clothespin. It hurt and it held my hood shut. I was acutely aware of the warmth of my foreskin enfolding my littler head, and the tight stretch of that skin.
The mystery women massaged my sore balls again, and when I groaned from the ache, she put her arm around my shoulder and whispered in my ear: "the pain in your cock is the last of your heterosexuality, your straightness. And it’s just a mouthful of cum. That‘s all that‘s left. It‘s time to give it up. In less than an hour, your body will be expelling it forever. you're going to be a homosexual, a cocksucker, a man who's a woman for another man, and you'll never turn back. You'll still fuck women, you‘ll still be attracted to women, but men will mount you like a girl and you WILL crave it. You don't have to believe me. everyone is here to see it happening, see you cum from a man fucking you the way you should have been doing all along, and you'll understand it's true."
I didn't happen to agree with her, but she sounded so certain and experienced. I was having serious second thoughts, but I knew it was too late now. I realized I was breathing heavily through my open mouth.
Then I heard her announce to the crowd "Ladies, gentlemen and lucky subs, we are here to watch a man be stripped of the bond of his heterosexuality, and see his homosexual self freed. And fucked." There was a chuckle from the audience. Audience?! How many people were in the room?!
Suddenly, I felt people crowd in around me, hands and fingers exploring my shoulder, face, belly, cockshaft, stroking me everywhere. How many people were here? Damn! I could tell some of those hands were dainty and soft, others hard and rough and strong. I tried to slow down my breathing and just accept it, as I’d coached so many inexperienced and over stimulated submissives I’d played with, just before introducing them to something really over their heads.
The commanding woman continued in a commanding voice to those strangers: "Seats please. You are about to witness a process, a ritual, if you will, that I’ve perfected over the last 20 years: permanent sexual reprogramming. Some of you have been through it yourselves. You know no one has ever undone the changes I’ve made, to them, whether it’s homosexualization, bisexualization or even the rare asexualization.” A chuckle ran through the crowd, but I knew from my experience with dommes that she wasn’t joking. Who would asexualize anyone, and why would they want it? She continued.
“This ritual will occur in three parts. To being this ritual, his girlfriend giving us everything she knows of his sexual history, especially his early bi and homosexual feelings and experiences."
Oh, crap! We've been together for a while! I know all her most embarrassing sexual adventures, but I'm not reading them out loud to strangers. Everyone has some homoerotic experiences. That's normal, right? Shit! what is she going to say?
I was on all fours, cock throbbing, face down. I’m sexually dominant by nature and been involved with B & D as well, so I knew what is expected of a submissive, and that was expected of me now. I’d agreed to submit to this life-changing experience. I heard the voice of my girlfriend‘s friend, who’d just entered the room. I didn’t look up, didn’t even open my eyes. Just experiencing my nakedness in the midst of strangers. Girlfriend’s friend is female, but not a voice I recognize.
"First I want to get a blindfold on him before everyone else gets here." She says. 'Everyone else?' What the fuck? I'm liking this less and less. Still, the words make my cock even harder.
"..and some shackles."
"He won't fight. He agreed to this." says my girl.
"Don't believe it. The masculine ones change their mind when they realize it's really gonna happen."
"Do you think so? I think he'll be relieved to let it go." Says girlfriend. What did she mean by that? She continued.."it would be so hot if he fought. I'd love to see that. Yeah, put shackles on him." Great, that was my girl talking. How did I get into this?
The blindfold went on quickly. Then wrist and ankle cuffs. I could hear other people, both male and female walking in and talking quietly. Discussing my body and my cock, no doubt... and doing..something. What? Undressing?
I feel gloved fingers stroking my back, chest, finally, ever so lightly, the shaft of my cock. very lightly pulling back the foreskin, but not stopping till it was stretched tight back, a little painfully. My cock throbbed in her gloved fingers from the painful stimulation.
"Mmmm.He’s so ready to surrender. Aren’t you baby?“ Then to my girl: “have you been ass-training him?" this was the voice of the unknown woman.
"Not really." This was my girl's voice. "He's dominant, and doesn‘t take well to it, and he really doesn't seem to respond to anal stimulation much. He let‘s me do it, but he doesn’t seem to get much pleasure out of it. I have trained him to keep his ass dilated when he fucks. and you're right, he can fuck for hours when he does that!"
It was true. About a year ago she got really interested in trying to get me to appreciate ass play. I was happy to let her play with me, but I just didn't get it. Sure, I felt a kind of stimulation back there, but it just didn‘t appeal to me. She also insisted I keep my ass dilated the entire time my cock was hard, and it‘s true, I can fuck for even longer than I could when I keep it open and relaxed. If I don't contract my back door, I don’t reach an orgasm as easily. It was a neat trick. But HEY--she started this almost a YEAR ago! Had she really been plotting to have me deflowered with this strange woman, for a year?
I felt two hands spread my ass cheeks. That brought my mind right back to the here and now. Fuck! What had I got myself into?
"So this is the virgin hole. Tell me about your experiments."
My girlfriend responded. "I used a long, smooth vibrator first. I could go really deep, but he only seems to feel the sensation in the ring of his ass."
"That’s not uncommon with men. Did he enjoy it?"
"I think he did," Girlfriend responded. "but not enough to ask for it again."
"What else did you do to train him?"
"I used that heavy cock dildo with the veins, the one made out of black rubber." He definitely had some kind of response, but it was kind of neutral."
"Has he ever had any anal orgasms?" This was sounding like a doctor's visit. I didn’t want her to answer this question, but I knew I couldn’t say anything.
"Two. We had sex for three days straight, tantric style--no orgasms. his cock was really full of cum each time, and he really needed to get off. I made him wait for an hour, then I gave him a very slow blowjob, and fucked him with the black dildo at the same time. I stopped a minute or two before he came, but kept banging his ass with the dildo. The cock in his ass made him orgasm both times."
"Excellent! Fast or slow thrust, did you notice?" The "doctor" asked.
"Short, fast thrusts. He kept squirting as long as I kept thrusting, much longer than normal, like four minutes. It was like he couldn't stop, so I made him keep going till his dick was empty. Actually, my hand got tired."
"I'll tell the man who's going to deflower him to use fast, short thrusts, just like you did. I think your boyfriend will be an easy conversion. Are you excited? Imagine what it’s going to be like when other men are fucking him, and he just keeps coming, like a woman?" The woman asked my girl. My girlfriend responded with a long, hard sigh, then asked "will he be gay permanently?"
My cock and balls were sore. We'd been doing marathon sex for six days without a single ejaculation on my part. I was totally full of sperm. My balls ached. The base of my cock ached. I felt it all day long for the last couple of days. No one had spoken to me directly, but I could feel their eyes on me, and I couldn’t seem to loose my erection for a minute. I wished I could go soft, but my cock felt harder and bigger than it ever was. So swollen that the foreskin had fully retracted and my so-sensitive cock head was humiliatingly exposed. I’ve dated plenty of women, and played with a few men, who really got off on humiliation and exposure, and I enjoyed using humiliation to get them sexually excited in the way that only a born submissive can be, but Humiliation had never appealed to me. I put myself in this position to see what it was like and understand the subbie mind better, but I wasn’t enjoying this at all. I also know how stimulating my helplessness will be to a dominant, and I knew In was in a room full of dominant women and dominant gay or bisexual men. I didn’t like it at all, and the worst part was that I was incredibly turned on despite myself. Every time my hear beat I heard a pounding in my ears and a painful throb in my fat, purple cock head.
I head a laptop start up, and someone, a man, say ".. to upload the video of this."
I shivered. The room felt like it was colder than it was, my exposed erection exciting to show, and humiliating at the same time. At the very least, I wanted to pull my foreskin over my exposed cockhead.
As if she heard my thoughts, the woman with the gloved hands massaged my balls, which brought a groan of pain from me, and an evil chuckle from her, as she slid her fingers down my shaft, pulling that skin too far forward, stretching it past the end of my penis and pinching it closed. Then she clamped the tip, probably with a clothespin. It hurt and it held my hood shut. I was acutely aware of the warmth of my foreskin enfolding my littler head, and the tight stretch of that skin.
The mystery women massaged my sore balls again, and when I groaned from the ache, she put her arm around my shoulder and whispered in my ear: "the pain in your cock is the last of your heterosexuality, your straightness. And it’s just a mouthful of cum. That‘s all that‘s left. It‘s time to give it up. In less than an hour, your body will be expelling it forever. you're going to be a homosexual, a cocksucker, a man who's a woman for another man, and you'll never turn back. You'll still fuck women, you‘ll still be attracted to women, but men will mount you like a girl and you WILL crave it. You don't have to believe me. everyone is here to see it happening, see you cum from a man fucking you the way you should have been doing all along, and you'll understand it's true."
I didn't happen to agree with her, but she sounded so certain and experienced. I was having serious second thoughts, but I knew it was too late now. I realized I was breathing heavily through my open mouth.
Then I heard her announce to the crowd "Ladies, gentlemen and lucky subs, we are here to watch a man be stripped of the bond of his heterosexuality, and see his homosexual self freed. And fucked." There was a chuckle from the audience. Audience?! How many people were in the room?!
Suddenly, I felt people crowd in around me, hands and fingers exploring my shoulder, face, belly, cockshaft, stroking me everywhere. How many people were here? Damn! I could tell some of those hands were dainty and soft, others hard and rough and strong. I tried to slow down my breathing and just accept it, as I’d coached so many inexperienced and over stimulated submissives I’d played with, just before introducing them to something really over their heads.
The commanding woman continued in a commanding voice to those strangers: "Seats please. You are about to witness a process, a ritual, if you will, that I’ve perfected over the last 20 years: permanent sexual reprogramming. Some of you have been through it yourselves. You know no one has ever undone the changes I’ve made, to them, whether it’s homosexualization, bisexualization or even the rare asexualization.” A chuckle ran through the crowd, but I knew from my experience with dommes that she wasn’t joking. Who would asexualize anyone, and why would they want it? She continued.
“This ritual will occur in three parts. To being this ritual, his girlfriend giving us everything she knows of his sexual history, especially his early bi and homosexual feelings and experiences."
Oh, crap! We've been together for a while! I know all her most embarrassing sexual adventures, but I'm not reading them out loud to strangers. Everyone has some homoerotic experiences. That's normal, right? Shit! what is she going to say?
14年前
