Some Kind Of Lipstick

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Some Kind Of LipstickTwo pretty office workers convince their boss that it is inhis best career interest to let them dress him as a girl andbe their femininzed sex slave. They train him to get erectat the sight of a girl putting on lipstick, and they makehim beg to wear lipstick too. forced dildo sucking, penisbondage, and a trip to the mall dressed as a girl where hemeets some more pretty office workers are part of hisordeal.Chapter 1: I Begged Them to Put Lipstick on Me”Please, Sharon. I really need you to enter those numbersinto the computer by two o’clock.”As usual she was taking her own sweet time. I’m a senioraccountant in a large company. Sharon is one of the clerks.Her job is to input data and do little calculations whichare too tedious for me or for one of my junior accountants.”Ken, don’t get on my case,” she sneered back at me. Sharonwas bossy but cute. Long dark hair that she somehow got tostand straight up. A little heavy on the make-up for officewear, but not uncommon for someone who I guessed was about25. Tight short dresses. It was hard not to admire herbody, especially her ass which was a little too big. Toobad she had such small breasts.”Come on, Sharon. I need those numbers for my meeting thisafternoon.”Sharon looked over at Debbie, the secretary. While Sharonwas cute, Debbie was definitely sexy. Debbie had longstraight blonde hair. She was not particularly curvy, butshe knew how to dress to accentuate herself. She woredresses that made her waist seem smaller and her hips seembigger. She showed a tiny bit of cleavage, just enough tomake you curious. Debbie would purposely lean over a tinybit when she put your mail on your desk, just to see youreyes glance at her breasts. Then as she turned around andwalked back to her desk with that wiggle of hers, she knewyou were ogling her. Other than flaunting her sexuality atme, Debbie was quiet and almost shy.Debbie replied back to Sharon. “Ken’s always hassling me totype his reports, too. He thinks we have nothing to do allday but do his work.”The two of them drove me nuts. They were two low paidworkers, a clerk and a secretary, with no respect for me andmy position. But I really needed some extra effort out ofthem at times, and it was always like pulling teeth.I walked over to Sharon’s desk. “O.K. Sharon. What do Ihave to say to get you to please hurry up with my work?”Sharon looked at me for a good long time. Her elaboratelymade-up eyes seemed to look right through me. She boldlylooked me up and down as if she was surveying a potentialboyfriend. Finally a small smile appeared on her glossylips. She glanced over at Debbie and gave her a wink.”Well, Ken, I don’t care what you SAY. But if you reallywant me to bust my ass for you, what will you DO for me?””Sharon, I’ll do anything,” I quickly replied. I assumedshe wanted to be taken to an expensive restaurant for lunch,something I could easily do at the company’s expense.Sharon gave me a wide-eyed look, not believing what I hadjust promised her. “Ken, here’s the deal. I’ll finish yournumbers by two o’clock. But then you owe me. Be at myplace at eight tonight. Then I’ll decide what I want fromyou in return. Oh, by the way – shave real close.” Thenshe laughed, an arrogant laugh that made me wonder what Ihad gotten myself into. “Debbie, you’re invited too.””Thanks, Sharon, I’ll be there,” I replied.That evening I wore an old shirt and jeans. I figured shehad some sort of work around the house for me to do. Maybea room she wanted me to paint. I couldn’t understand why Iwas supposed to shave closely, but there were a lot ofthings about Sharon that I didn’t understand. Such as whysomeone as cute and perky as she is never had a steadyboyfriend. I knocked on her door exactly at eight.”Come on in, Ken,” she greeted me. Then she kissed me fullyon the lips, which took me by surprise. “Debbie, come overand give Ken a kiss.” Debbie gave me a quick kiss on thelips. Whatever was going on, Sharon seemed to be runningthe show while Debbie was sort of the observer.The girls were dressed to kill. Sharon had a printminidress that as usual was a little too tight around herass. Debbie had a lacy blouse with a plunging neckline. Icould see the faint outline of her nipples, so apparentlyshe was not wearing a bra. Debbie also wore a tight leatherminiskirt. For some reason neither one wore stockings orshoes. Also, this was the first time I had seen either ofthem without make-up.There were all sorts of make-up on the coffee table. Sharonsaw me looking at them so she said, “Debbie and I were aboutto make each other up. It is very sensuous to have someoneput make-up on you.” Then both girls giggled knowingly. Inervously said nothing. The girls looked at me quietly fora long time.Sharon broke the silence. “Ken, at work today you said youwould do anything if I finished your numbers by two. Nowit’s time for you to keep your promise. Remember, youinitiated this promise, not me. It’s very simple. Tonightyou will do exactly what Debbie or I tell you to do. If youdon’t, then don’t expect us to ever rush to get your workdone again.”Before I had a chance for these words to sink in, Sharonfollowed with, “Take off all your clothes, right now.” Shesaid this in a way that meant business. This was gettingexciting. Besides, having a way for them to do some workfor me when I needed it would really help my career. So Itook my clothes off.I stood there shamelessly naked in front of these two sexygirls. Sharon said, “Don’t move,” and she started exploringmy body. She ran her hands over my chest and stomach to seehow hard they were. She felt my thighs and legs. Shegently touched my nipples, as I winced at her intimateness.”Debbie, check out his nipples.” Now both of them werefeeling me up. They patted my ass. They gently examined myballs and penis for an instant, but they did not try toexcite me. I was breathless, waiting for what would happennext.Sharon then stood inches away from me and looked me right inthe eye. I thought she was waiting to be kissed, so Igrabbed her and kissed her hard, thrusting my tongue in hermouth. She quickly pulled away and had a fiery look abouther. She slapped me hard in the face.”Who told you to do that?” she screamed at me. She slappedme again. “You are here to do what we tell you to, nothingmore. You will punished for this.”Debbie had not said anything yet. She spoke up. “Wait,Sharon. Let’s see what he’s got. Ken, start jerkingyourself off, but don’t come.” When I hesitated, Debbie, insome new found courage, sharply said, “Now!”The girls backed up and sat down on the couch to watch me.I was entranced with how sexy they had become as they tookcontrol of me. I took my right hand and started stroking mypenis. Sharon pressed what looked like a remote controlbutton, but I didn’t see a television go on.Debbie was really getting into taking charge. “While you’reat it Ken, play with your nipples with the other hand.That’s it. Look Sharon, he really gets off having womendominate him.”The girls were licking their lips suggestively, turning meon even more. I was humiliated letting these two girls dothis to me, but I couldn’t stop. I wasn’t too far away fromcoming, when suddenly Sharon yelled at me “Stop.” Then toDebbie she said, “I’ve seen enough now, haven’t you? Let’stry something else.”My face had been red from being slapped, and now it was redfrom the embarrassment of it all and from pumping awaywithout coming. Sharon got up off the couch, pulled myright hand off my penis, and started tying a nylon stockingaround my wrist. She pulled me over to a big bookcase, andshe tied the other end of the stocking to the bookcase.Then Debbie tied my other wrist with a stocking to thedoorknob on a door. I pulled but I could not get loose.”I want to see how big his cock is before it gets soft,”Sharon said. She went over to the bookcase and found awooden ruler and a tape measure. She calmly picked up mypenis and laid it down on the ruler. I could not see whatshe was doing, but she announced to Debbie, “Six inches.”With unmistaken sarcasm she looked at me and asked, “Is thatthe best you can do?” I had never measured myself, but Ihad always thought I was bigger than that. However, I saidnothing.Sharon gave Debbie a pen and some paper and told her to copydown some numbers. Sharon then measured my chest, my waist,my hips, the length from my waist to halfway down my thigh,my legs, and my foot. I had no idea what she was up to.Debbie was busy copying down the measurements.Sharon reported to me, “You’re a little big in some places,but we can work on that. You’ll do, though.” Sharon andDebbie giggled, being very pleased with themselves.Then the girls went back to the couch, ignoring me and thefact that I was all tied up. They started applying make-upto each other. I had never really watched a full make-upjob before, and although I was stuck with nothing else todo, I must admit there is something fascinating about it.Sharon spent a lot of time on Debbie’s eyes, lenghtening hereyelashes with several coats of mascara, carefully drawing aline under her eyes, and blending three different colors ofblue eyeshadow. She did Debbie’s cheeks with a big brush,and finished her off with a deep red lipstick. Debbie, whodid not wear such colorful and dramatic make-up in theoffice, looked sexier than ever.”Doesn’t this look like fun, Ken?” Sharon asked me in ateasing tone. Debbie then turned her attentions on Sharon.Although Debbie was not quite as heavy-handed with making upSharon, Debbie was quite an artist herself, using moresubdued shades of brown and green on Sharon’s dark coloring.The final touch was lipstick in a hot pink. Sharon lookeddevastating.The girls whispered something to each other and then cametowards me. Debbie held something in her hand behind herback, but I couldn’t see what. The girls decided to teaseme. They gently brushed their beautifully painted lips justbarely to mine, but they would withdraw before I could kissthem. Debbie stuck out her chest and brushed her breastspast my cheek. I strained at my stockinged bonds as theylightly touched my sensitive nipples. They were turning meon, and my face started to get red.Debbie looked at my erect nipples and said, “Sharon, lookhow big and hard his nipples are getting. I think he needsa bra!” And with that as I looked on helplessly she took ablack lace bra that she was holding behind her back, and sheput it on me. The straps were tight, pinching my chest.The bra must have been padded, because the cups stood wayout. I looked at them with red-faced embarrassment.The girls were hysterical with laughter. “I think a blackbra looks good on you, Ken,” teased Sharon. “Debbie, howabout the rest of his outfit?”Debbie pulled out several more black lacy items. A blackgarter belt and black lace panties. They took turns rollingblack nylon stockings up my legs. Oh, that felt good! Theyattached the stockings to the garter belt. Finally a pairof high heeled shoes. I felt ridiculous, but everything washappening so quickly, it seemed pointless to object.”Ken, this outfit is really you,” Sharon teased me. “Youlook so cute!” Turning to Debbie, she asked, “Should wemake him up now?”Debbie replied, “No, I have a better idea. Let’s untie himand let him practice walking in his new outfit.” So thegirls untied me, sat back down on the couch, and commandedme to walk for them. At first I could not walk at all inthe high heels, but eventually I got the hang of it. Thehigh heels seemed huge, and they created a strange pressureon my calf muscles. The girls whistled and jeered me.Sharon yelled, “Wiggle your hips, honey, the way you likeDebbie to do.”The high heels forced me to take tiny steps and to wiggle myhips shamelessly, but I could not wiggle to their liking.Sharon had an idea. “Ken, come here. Lay across my lap.Do you remember I promised that I would punish you fortrying to kiss me without permission? I think I have apunishment for you.”By now I was so far under their command, it never occurredto me to resist. So I laid across Sharon’s lap. Sharonpulled down my panties, picked up the wooden ruler that shehad used to measure my penis, and started whacking my bareass with the ruler. The ruler stung and I screamed, but shekept at it, first my left ass cheek and then the right.Although it hurt like hell, I did discover that I had a viewright up Sharon’s dress.This last fact did not escape Debbie. “Sharon, the littlepervert is looking right up your dress,” she warned. Uponhearing this, Sharon started spanking me with renewed vigor.After a few minutes of this, with the girls ignoring myscreams and pleas to stop, Sharon made an observation on thecondition of my poor ass. “Deb, come here and see how redis ass cheeks are. Would you like to take over for me for awhile?”Debbie declined, thank goodness. However, she said, “Ithink he’s had enough spanking. Ken, pull your panties backup, and let’s see if your spanking has given you a morefeminine walk.” At this point my ass was on fire, but Ipulled the panties back up as she said. I then noticed thatthe spanking had aroused me, and I had another erection.This made it harder to put the panties back on, a fact thatsent the girls into another fit of howling laughter. Itried walking again in the high heels, and the burningsensation of the spanking did help give me more of anexaggerated wiggle to my hips. The girls were quite pleasedwith the effects of the spanking.”Time for a change,” announced Sharon suddenly. “Ken, kneeldown in front of me. I want my toes sucked,” she said inher usual commanding manner. I obeyed, much to theiramusement. I sucked every toe on both of Sharon’s feet,something I found quite humiliating. Naturally, I had to doDebbie’s toes next. Now I realized why they were bothbarefoot; they had planned this for me all along. There Iwas, in a house with two gorgeous girls, me wearing blackwomen’s underwear sporting a terrific hard-on, reduced tosucking their toes! What would they do to me next?The girls quickly tired of this. “Ken, have you ever eatenpussy? Show me what a good pussy eater you are,” commandedSharon. She slipped out of her panties, grabbed me by thehair, and stuffed my face in her pussy. This was not myidea of fun sex, but I knew what I was doing. I licked andsucked for a long time, until finally Sharon’s sensuousmoaning told me she was having an orgasm. She let me stop,and before they said anything I decided to volunteer,”Debbie, should I do you too?” Of course the answer wasyes, so I ate her to an orgasm too. Then they told me to goto the bathroom to wash my face. When I got back they werewhispering to each other excitedly.”Ken, you’ve been a pretty good slave for your first time,and I must admit you are a good pussy licker.” These wereSharon’s first kind words of the evening. “I think youdeserve a little fun too. Would you like us to jerk youoff?” I could see this was as much as I was going to get,so I agreed.”Deb, let’s freshen up each other’s lipstick and then giveKen a good long kiss to show how much we appreciate him.”Sharon took out the same red lipstick that she had used onDebbie before, and carefully applied it to Debbie’s lips.Then Debbie took out the same hot pink lipstick that she hadused on Sharon before, and she applied it to Sharon’s lips.I watched with fascination. This did not escape theirnotice.”You love watching us put on lipstick, don’t you?,” askedDebbie teasingly. “Look at my lips, Ken. Don’t you lovethe beautiful red color, and the way they shine?” I had toadmit I did. Debbie gave me a deep, long kiss, twirling hertongue with mine. This made up for the little peck she gaveme when I first came in tonight.Sharon’s turn was next. “Look at my lips, Ken. I thinklipstick makes my lips look rich and full. Do you thinkthis color makes me look sexy?” Not waiting for an answer,Sharon also kissed me, not a wet one, but long and hard.Boy, these girls could kiss!Sharon then knelt down and started to gently stroke my cock.Debbie picked up the red lipstick. She looked into my eyesas if she could look right through me. “Ken, you want towear this lipstick, don’t you?” I don’t know why, but Isaid yes.This was not good enough for Debbie. “Ken, how badly do youwant to wear this lipstick?” With that, Sharon quickenedher stroking of my cock. “Yes, I really want to wear thelipstick,” I responded not too enthusiastically.Debbie slowly unscrewed the lipstick and waved it under mynose. “Smell it, Ken. Don’t you love the way it smells?Look it at. Don’t you just love how red it is? Do you knowwhat color it is, Ken?” She turned it over so I could seethe label. “It’s called ‘Love That Red’. Beg me to put iton you, Ken.” Suddenly Sharon stopped stroking me with herhand, and she put my cock in her mouth.My desire was reaching a fever peak. All of a sudden Ithought of the song “Paradise by the Dashboard Light” byMeat Loaf, where she makes him make a promise to her so thatshe will let him come. Now I understood; they were tradingmy humiliation for my orgasm. So I started to beg Debbie.”Please, please put lipstick on me.”Debbie was going to drag this out for all it was worth.”What color is it, Ken?,” she asked me.”Please put ‘Love That Red’ lipstick on me,” I begged, asSharon sucked away furiously.Debbie continued to toy with me. “Say, ‘Please put hot,glossy ‘Love That Red’ red lipstick on me to make me lookpretty.'”All of a sudden things were happening very fast. Ridiculousas it sounds, I said it. I was just about to explode inSharon’s mouth. Sharon knew this and grunted as a signal toDebbie. Debbie happily said, “O.K., Ken if that’s what youreally want.” She started gliding the lipstick over mylips. Back and forth, upper and lower lips. Just then Icame in Sharon’s mouth. I had been saving it up all malatya escort night,and it was a gusher.Debbie stood back to admire her work. “Ken, you were right.This lipstick is you. You look so pretty,” she saidsarcastically.I felt humiliated, but they weren’t done with me. Sharongot off my cock and kissed me. I felt her lipstick minglewith mine, and the slippery sensation felt great. She had adifferent motive, however, as she transferred my semen to myown mouth. I had never tasted it before, and it had an oddsalty taste. “Swallow it, honey,” she commanded, and so Idid.The girls sat back down on the couch and started laughing atmy predicament. They teased me mercilessly about how I hadbegged to have lipstick put on me, and how it turned me onso much that I shot my load over it. I blushed profusely.Sharon ran into another room and came back with a Polaroidcamera. “We need a souvenir of this evening,” sheannounced, and she snapped my picture. I was wearing theblack lacy underwear, except for the panties which weresomewhere around my knees. My penis was still hard, and itwas glistening from Sharon’s pink lipstick. Of course, mylips had bright red lipstick. I could not imagine a morehumiliating picture. The girls couldn’t wait for thepicture to develop. They gave me the picture and kept thenegative for themselves.I could not imagine being any more embarrassed than I was,but sure enough Sharon had one more thing up her sleeve.She clicked a remote control button and said to Debbie, “Ican’t wait to see how the video comes out.” My cheeks wentscarlet. This was another one of her teases, wasn’t it?She couldn’t have recorded this on videotape, could she? Idared not ask.Finally, the girls decided that they had had enough for onenight. They told me I could take the underwear off and putmy clothes back on. They each gave me a sweet kissgood-bye. I was glad to be back in my own clothes.I was just about to leave when I remembered something.”Wait a minute. I can’t go out there wearing lipstick.””A moment ago you begged me to put lipstick on you, honey,”Debbie reminded me. “You can wear it home as your reward.”Sharon shoved me out and slammed the door.Chapter 2: I Begged Them to Let Me Suck A DildoThe next morning at work the girls said hello to me as ifnothing had happened. I went into my office, but I couldn’tconcentrate on work. After a while I stepped out of myoffice and I passed Debbie’s desk. She chose thatparticular moment to reapply her lipstick. My penisstiffened as I remembered last night, and Debbie saw thisout of the corner of her eye. Neither of us said anything.Later I passed Sharon’s desk. Although she was busy on thecomputer, she also took that moment to freshen up herlipstick. My penis grew hard at the memory of Sharon’sgorgeous lips sucking my cock. I returned to my office.Several times that day the girls put their lipstick on justas I passed their desks. Each time I could see them lookingout of the corner of their eye to see if they were having aneffect on me, and they were pleased that they were. Finallyat the end of the day, both of them knocked at my officedoor and came in. Sharon spoke first.”Ken, you must be scared shitless that we’re going toembarrass you in front of your friends and tell them whathappened last night. But don’t worry, we won’t.”I breathed a sigh of relief. Then Debbie lowered the boom.”But don’t think last night is the end. We talked it over,and we decided you should come over once a week, everyWednesday night, for more training.”I was about to tell them “No way,” when Sharon quickly spokeup.”Wait a minute, Ken. This is a good deal for all of us.Deb and I get what we want. We’ll do your dumb work whenyou need it, so you get what you want. Besides, you can’ttell us you didn’t enjoy last night.”Before I had a chance to even think about it, Debbiereminded me that they had another bargaining tool. “Don’tforget the Polaroid picture we have, Ken. We could bring itto work.””The picture?,” asked Sharon. “Are you k**ding? We have awhole video of his performance!”Now I hadn’t seen any evidence of this video. Maybe theywere bluffing. And as for the Polaroid negative, maybe Icould find it next time and tear it up. “O.K.,” I saidreluctantly. “I’ll be there next Wednesday.”Wednesday came, and this time they took me home right fromwork. Off went my clothes. They gave me a bottle of hairremover and told me to apply it all over my body. They toldme to let it stand for a while, and then to go and take ashower. As I rinsed off at the end of the shower, Irealized all my body hair went too. Only my genital hairremained.But not for long. The girls went to work on that withscissors first, then with a razor and shaving cream. Theyalso shaved me in a few places in the back that I hadmissed.”Oh he’s so nice and smooth,” said Sharon as she and Debbieran their hands all over my hairless body. This started toexcite me, which the girls noticed. Sharon playfullyslapped my ass. “Not yet, Sweetie. You’ve got some choresfirst.”Sharon powdered me all over with a fragrant after-bathpowder. Then Debbie produced a white object that I hadnever seen up close – a corset. It went from just below mynipples, past my stomach, down to my waist. It had laces inthe back, and the girls tightly laced me into it. It tookoff a few inches in the waist, and created a cleavage effecton top. It was very snug around my waist and chest, but itfelt strangely erotic too. The girls were very pleased. Wethen went to the living room.”Ken, now you have a much more feminine figure!,” Debbieexclaimed. A matching white bra, garter belt, and pantiescame next, followed by stockings and high heels. Thepanties and the stockings felt so delicious against myhairless body. The heels put pressure on my calves muscles,a little uncomfortable, but not too bad. Sharon and Debbiesquealed with delight at my appearance. Sharon tooksomething and made a clicking noise.”Let’s see if you remember how to walk like a girl,” Sharoncommanded, as she and Debbie sat down on the couch to watchme. The combination of the corset with the high heels feltvery strange, but I walked a very feminine walk for thegirls. “Very good, Ken,” reported Sharon. “I don’t thinkwe need to spank you tonight to get you to swing your hipsin a feminine way.””Take down your panties and play with your cock for us,”Debbie commanded. I started stroking my penis. “How doesit feel jerking off dressed in such pretty underwear?” Ididn’t answer, but concentrated on the task at hand.”I’m ready for some action, how about you Deb?,” askedSharon. The girls told me to stop and lay down on thefloor, face up. Each girl took a stocking and tied mywrists to the living room furniture. They did the same tomy ankles. I was stretched out, completely helpless, myerect penis waving in the air.The girls teasingly stripped down to bras and panties.Sharon kneeled on my left and Debbie on my right. Sharonsaid, “I’ll flip you for who gets him first.” And she gavemy penis a snap with her thumb. That hurt! My penisbounced around from side to side and settled on my left.”I’m first,” said Sharon.Sharon sat down on my chest, then transferred her weight toher knees so as not to hurt me. She leaned forward and gaveme a long, wet kiss. Our tongues twirled for a long timeuntil we both needed a breath. Then she slid closer to myface until her panties were covering my mouth. “Eat mypussy, slave,” she commanded.I started sucking her right through her panties. I didn’tthink this would work, but I was wrong. Her panties werethin, and my tongue pushed those panties right into herhole. Before long I had her moaning pretty good.”Wait a minute, Ken,” Sharon said. She shifted her weightand slipped off her sopping wet panties. Then she tossedthem, right on my erect penis.Debbie was watching me suck off Sharon, and slipped her ownpanties off. “Hey, I want to play ring toss too.” Shetossed her panties around my cock too. Then she startedfingering herself while she watched Sharon and me.Sharon climbed back on over my face. I resumed licking andsucking until she was satisfied. She got off to give Debbiea turn. Now Sharon was looking through some drawers forsomething. Debbie pushed her middle finger into my mouthfor me to lick clean; the unmistakable taste of pussy. Thenshe climbed aboard for me to lick her off. Meanwhile Sharonreturned and removed the two pairs of panties from my penis.Then she started examining my penis, but with Debbie on myface I couldn’t see what was going on.”Deb, turn around and sit on him facing me,” Sharon said.While Deb got up for a minute, I saw what Sharon was up to.Sharon had a thick rubber band and she wrapped it tight justunder the head of my penis. Then she expertly unwrapped acondom and rolled it over my penis. She admired herhandiwork as both Debbie and I looked on.”This will keep him hard for as long as we want, withoutletting him come,” Sharon explained to Debbie. Debbie satback down on my face, with her back to my face, and Istarted licking her cunt again. Then Sharon lowered hercunt on my penis. Since she was still quite wet frombefore, my penis slipped in easily. Now Sharon startedpumping away.I tried to meet her thrusts, but I had forgotten I was tiedhand and foot. I strained at my bonds, but with no luck.Besides, the rubber band on my penis had cut off the flow ofblood; despite Sharon’s considerable friction, I could getno relief. The girls removed each other’s bras and joinedtongues for a deep kiss. They were fondling each other’sbreasts. They were getting more and more aroused from everydirection. All I could do was keep licking away at Debbie’ssopping wet cunt.Sharon’s moaning got louder and louder, and finally she wasdone. She slipped right off my cock, quite satisfied withherself, and waited for me to finish off Debbie. WhenDebbie was done with me licking her, she moved down andclimbed aboard my penis for a ride. Sharon was once againrummaging through a drawer for something. Debbie came forher second time of the evening. I was out of breath. Thegirls had had plenty of sex.”What about me?,” I asked, as Debbie removed herself fromme. Both girls looked surprised that I expected a littlepleasure for myself.”I don’t know. It’s still pretty early. I don’t think so,”said Sharon. As always, the girls were in control.My cock felt like it was about to burst after being riddenby both girls, but the rubber band was tight and preventedany relief. The girls were standing over me, totally naked.They were so sexy! I was so starved for some relief that atthat moment if I could have ****d one of them, I would have.Of course, among other things I was still tied up. Before Iknew what I was saying, the words slipped out. “Please,please,” I whined. “I’ll do anything.”They had me and they knew it. Debbie kneeled down to myface and tauntingly rubbed her breast past my cheek. Sharonhad a more practical plan.”Anything, Ken?, she asked me. “Would you suck a dildo?”And with that she produced one!It was flesh-colored, long, and very realistic looking. Itcame with a set of balls, and some sort of belt. I was alittle disgusted with the thought of sucking it, but hey,how bad could it be. Especially if the girls would let meshoot my load.”O.K., I’ll suck a dildo,” I heard myself say. With thathumiliation said, Sharon belted the dildo around her hips.It protruded from her genital area just like a real penis.Of course, there was no mistaking Sharon’s femininty – thatcute face, those breasts, and of course the smell of herpussy.Meanwhile Debbie, also naked, laid down beside me for a viewof my face. She had something in her hand, but I couldn’tsee what. She removed the condom from my penis, and thenshe removed the rubber band. Free at last from that awfulrubber band.”I think I’ll let him get flat first, and then jerk himoff,” Debbie decided. “Otherwise I think he’ll come toosoon.””Good idea,” agreed Sharon. Sharon sat down on my chest,facing me, waving her dildo in my face. She adjusted herweight on her knees. “One dildo, coming up Sweetie,” sheannounced to me. And with that she spread my lips with herfingers and inserted the tip of the dildo in my mouth. Atthe same time Debbie, who was eagerly watching my ordeal,gently caressed my now flat penis.”Lick it, Ken. Lick it all over real good,” Sharon orderedme. So I did. It was rubber, I guess, and it did not tasteunpleasant at all. I licked it, but not with greatenthusiasm.”Ken, you said you’d do anything for some sex, but you’renot licking this dildo like you mean it,” Sharon said to mewith an angry tone. “Maybe you really don’t want to come.”Debbie increased her pressure and quickened her stroke on mypenis, and I was reminded how horny I was.I started licking the dildo faster. This pleased Sharon,and she started inserting it a little deeper in my mouth,and then withdrawing it. She continued this. She was goingto simulate fucking me in the mouth.”That’s better, but now I want you to suck instead of lick,”she commanded me. And I did, moving my head, the only partof me that wasn’t tied down, to meet her thrusts. I thoughtwe were working together pretty well, but it wasn’t goodenough for Sharon.”Something’s not right,” she decided, and she removed thepenis, now covered with my saliva, from my mouth. Shethought about it for a moment, and that announced, “I’ve gotit.” I didn’t know what she was talking about, butobviously she had some plan to further humiliate me, if thatwas possible.”Debbie, do you have a lipstick?,” Sharon asked. And sureenough Debbie had one in her other hand. They had plannedthis scene out in advance. Sharon took it, unscrewed it,and applied it to her lips. It was a very colorful red,with a beautiful shine. Sharon’s mouth never looked moresexy.”What do you think of this lipstick, Ken? Isn’t this thecreamiest, shiniest red lipstick you’ve ever seen?” AndSharon gave a little wink to Debbie, who started pumping herhand up and down the whole length of my penis.I said nothing. Sharon showed me the lipstick, put it undermy nose to smell it, and put it ever so close to my lipswithout touching them. She turned it over so we could readthe color. “‘Super lustrous in wild berries’,” she told me.Then in her commanding voice she said, “Beg me to put someon you.”I had been down this road before, and I thought I knew whatthey wanted to hear. “Please put lipstick on me, in ‘Superlustrous wild berries’, so I’ll be pretty,” I begged.But this was not what they wanted to hear. “So you’ll bepretty?,” Sharon mimicked me. “No, not so you’ll be pretty.Tell us you want it so you can suck this dildo and get yourlipstick all over it, you slut!”Debbie was working my penis over with her hand pretty good,and I wasn’t far from coming. But I was sure she would juststop stroking me if I didn’t say it. They had such completecontrol over me. I was tied up, dressed in women’sunderwear, in the company of two sexy, naked girls, butreduced to begging to be painted with lipstick that I couldget on a dildo that I was going to suck. Could it get anymore humiliating than this? I didn’t think so, so I saidit.”Please, please put ‘Super lustrous wild berries’ lipstickon me so I can suck this dildo and get lipstick all overit.””Why sure, Ken,” Sharon said ever so sweetly. “Whatevermakes you happy.”Sharon took one hand to steady my chin and then put thelipstick on me with her other hand. Very slowly anddeliberately she painted my upper lip, then my lower, andthen for good measure she repeated it with another coat.Debbie was watching and had to give me a report. “Ken, yourlips look so delicious. You should see how creamy and shinythey are.”But I was not going to get a look right now. Sharon put thelipstick down and forced the dildo back between mylipsticked lips. She pumped in and out furiously. I suckedaway like crazy, and I imagined that the dildo was growingbigger in my mouth. Debbie stroked me for all she wasworth. My penis couldn’t take any more, and I came. “Herehe comes,” Debbie announced.Upon hearing this, Sharon squeezed the balls on the penis.To my surprise, a milky liquid erupted from the head of thedildo into my mouth. “Swallow, Sweetie,” Sharon smiled atme with her brilliant lips. So I did.Debbie released her hand from my penis, as my come trickleddown onto my stomach. Sharon undid her dildo belt, but leftthe now beltless dildo in my mouth. Sharon got up and got -oh no, her Polaroid camera.”I think this is another moment we all want to remember,”she said. And she took my picture. Of course, we had towait until the picture developed. And there I was, tied up,in women’s underwear, my penis dripping with come, a veryred shining mouth with some sort of liquid dripping out,sucking a dildo all smeared with lipstick. My lipstick!Chapter 3: I Meet Some Friends at the MallI was breathless from my episode with the dildo. Sharon andDebbie untied me and told me to wash the smeared lipstickoff my face and also to wash my penis. I did, and Ireturned to the living room, still wearing a bra, corset,garter belt, panties, stockings, and high heels, thinking wewere done for the night.Sharon had a bright idea. “Let’s all go over to theshopping mall.” I didn’t like the sound of this.”O.K., but can I have my clothes back now, please?,” Iasked.”No Ken, you don’t get it. The three of us girls are goingto the mall,” explained Sharon. Sharon and Debbie giggledhysterically at the prospect of me going out in publicdressed as a girl.I began to panic. “I can’t go outside dressed in underwear.I’ll get arrested.” They wouldn’t make me do that, wouldthey?”No, silly. We have some clothes for you.” Sharon wentinto another room. She came back with a white half slip anda red minidress. Before I could protest, the two of themhad me step into the slip. Then they escort malatya quickly put the dressover my head. The dress ended a few inches above my knees.I kept trying to pull the hemline down to my knees, but itwouldn’t go.The girls laughed uncontrollably at me in my new outfit. Iwas so embarrassed about the prospect at going out in publicin a dress. The girls sensed this and taunted me some more.”Oh Ken, you look so cute in that dress,” Debbiecomplemented me sarcastically. “Red is such a good color onyou. And you’re lucky you have nice shapely legs that youcan get away with a dress so short.”Sharon added, “You really do look like a sexy young girl.If you’re wondering why the dress fits so well, it’s becausewe took all those measurements of you the first night youwere here. We went out today at lunch to buy it for you.You’ll have to pay us back of course.”Sharon looked me over. “We need to do something about yourhair. It’s too short to work with.” She went into anotherroom, and came out with a wig. It was dark brown with tightcurls. She put it on me, and then made a few adjustmentswith her comb. “There, that makes a big difference. Whatabout make-up, Deb? Shall we make him up real pretty?””I’ve got a better idea,” replied Debbie. “Let’s make himbuy his own make-up. I’m tired of him always borrowing ourlipstick.” They thought ‘borrowing’ was very funny.With this settled, the three of us left Sharon’s apartmentand got into her car. The whole scene felt outrageous. Thewig was shoulder length, much longer than my own hair, and Iwas constantly aware of it on my shoulders each time I movedmy head. While walking to the car I realized the bra theyhad dressed me in was padded with a small weight in each bracup; this had a tingling effect on my nipples, alternatingleft and right with each step. The minidress forced me totake small steps. Also I felt the cool air on my thighs andbetween my legs, something I would never feel in my ownclothes. Finally the stockings and the high heels putpressure on my calves and toes in ways I was unused to. Somany sensations, but all of them somewhat erotic.We arrived at the mall and went in. I was waiting forsomeone to look at me and say, “Look, it’s a man dressed upas a girl,” but as dozens of people passed, that neverhappened. On the other hand, a number of teenage boyslooked me up and down with obvious approval. I hadforgotten that the mall was a teenage singles hangout, andthe teenage girls all dressed up in their sexiest clothes toattract boys. I knew I didn’t look like a teenager, but Iwas surprised to discover that teenage boys were finding meworth looking at.Debbie noticed and made believe she was insulted. “The boyshere seem to think you’re the prettiest of the three of us,Ken. But then again, maybe you are. Just remember not tolead them on.”Sharon said, “O.K., Ken, here’s what you have to do. We’reat one end of the mall. Deb and I are going to do someshopping here. You walk down to the other end to the bigdepartment store. Remember to swing your hips and walkfemininely; you don’t want to get discovered. Here is somemoney. Actually it’s your money that I took out of yourpants pocket. I want you to go over to one of the make-upcounters and buy yourself a lipstick. You can pick thecolor, but make it something sexy. Then put some on. We’llmeet you back here in an hour. And you’d better be wearingyour lipstick.” With that they were gone.Well, this was a surprising development! It had neveroccurred to me that they’d leave me all alone. Could Iescape? No, where would I go; they had my clothes back inSharon’s apartment, and besides I’m sure there would be afate worse than ever for running off. I might just as welldo as they told me.So I walked the long walk to the department store. It takesa lot longer in a dress and high heels than in men’sclothes. I was careful to wiggle my hips the way I wastaught. Getting caught would be awful. A couple of boyswhistled at me and made crude remarks, but I just lookedahead and kept walking. Finally I made it to the departmentstore.There were a number of different make-up counters. I didn’tcare which one I went to, so I picked one. I went to thearea where the lipsticks were, and I started examining them.There were dozens of different shades. How was I going tochoose one quickly?The salesgirl saw me in need of help and came over. She wasabout eighteen, very pretty, kind of elaborately made-up,but made-up rather nicely. “Can I help you miss?”In a high-pitched voice I answered, “I’m looking for alipstick. Something sexy.” Really what I wanted to do isto get this over with as fast as possible.There were two girls in sunglasses nearby at the other endof the counter. I hadn’t paid any attention to them, untilone of them decided she would help too. “I couldn’t helpbut overhearing, but if you’re looking for a sexy shade oflipstick I can suggest … ” Then she looked at me closely.”Ken, is that you?”Fear shot through my body. Who was this? Was this anotherof Sharon and Debbie’s well thought out plans?The girls removed their sunglasses. It was Jill and Tina,two accounting assistants from another department at work.They were both in their early twenties. Jill had shortblack hair, perfect creamy skin, and big beautiful lips.Tina, who was married, was your typical nice girl. Prettywithout being flashy. She wore hardly any make-up.There was no point in denying it. She had recognized me.”Uh, yes Tina, it’s me. Hi Jill.””You look very pretty, Ken,” Tina complemented me as shelooked me up and down. The funny thing is that when Tinasays it, she’s being sincere.”Yeah, you look simply gorgeous, Ken”, said Jill. She wasenjoying my plight and was not being sincere. “Why are youdressed like a girl? Who is making you do this?,” Jill hadto know.I tried to think of a good lie quickly, but there wasn’tany. I could probably trust Tina. Jill I wasn’t so sure.I decided to tell as little as I could get away with.”Well, I’m doing this as a favor for Sharon and Debbie.””Jill, why don’t we help him?,” volunteered Tina. “In factrather than just help him pick a lipstick, why don’t we helphim pick a full set of make-up?””No thanks, girls,” I stammered. “Besides, they’re waitingfor me at the other end of the mall, and they told me tohurry back.”Jill started to get interested in this. “Ken, we insist.”Jill pushed me down into a chair. “This shouldn’t take toolong, and it will be fun. Besides, you can test all thecosmetics you want here for free.” Jill lifted my chin upas she carefully examined my face. “His natural skin toneis so dark. He needs a good foundation to smooth out hiscomplexion and cover up his slight traces of beard.” Thento the salesgirl, who was in shock over this turn of events,Jill said, “Show us some dark shades of foundation inbeige.”The salesgirl produced a few different bottles. Jill pickedone she liked and began smoothing a liquid makeup all overmy face and neck until she rubbed it in to her satisfaction.”That’s much better. Now what about your eyes? Youreyebrows are way too thick, but we can’t tweeze them here.I think a little understated brown color would be good foryou.” She took a tiny brush and stroked some browneyeshadow on my eyelids. Then, warning me to be very still,she carefully applied a coat of brown mascara to myeyelashes. She took a brown pencil and drew a line undereach eye, then smudged it with her fingertip. She stoodback and surveyed her work, and she was clearly pleased withthe results. Then she invited Tina to finish the job.Tina was delighted to help. She looked over the collectionof powder blushers and chose one in a rose color. She tooka big brush and dusted the color on my cheeks. Then shelooked over the vast array of lipsticks. “How about thisone called ‘Baby Pink’?,” asking the approval of Jill andthe salesgirl. Everyone agreed, so Tina went to work on mylips. She slowly outlined my lips first with a brush,filling the brush with color from the lipstick tube. Thenshe filled in the rest of my lips straight from the lipsticktube.After all this so-called help, Tina and Jill were finished.They both thought I was simply beautiful and had to let mesee the results in a mirror. I looked in the mirror, and Iwas astounded. The face was of a pretty girl, but the facewas mine. The lips were particularly fascinating. Theywere a light, bright pink, with a shimmer depending on howthe light hit them.”Tina, do you see a bulge in the front of his dress?,” Jillasked. It was impossible to hide. This whole experiencereally turned me on. How humiliating! To be dressed as agirl in public, to be recognized by two people at work, tobe fully made-up, and then to have an erection that even thesalesgirl could see.”I’ll take the lipstick,” I stammered to the salesgirl,anxious to get out of the store. I paid for it and got upto leave. “Uh, thanks girls for all your help.””Not so fast, Ken,” Jill stopped me. “Debbie and Sharon arehere at the mall? Take us to them. We have a few questionsfor them about how they got you into this.”There didn’t seem much point in arguing, so I agreed. I ledJill and Tina back through the mall to where I was supposedto meet Sharon and Debbie. There were more whistles andcomments from the teenaged boys at me, which made me blushprofusely. Finally we got to the other end of the mall andfound Sharon and Debbie.”Well, Ken you did buy and are wearing a lipstick, so youdid what we told you to do,” said Debbie. She lookedclosely at my lips. “A frosted shade. Nice choice.” Thenlooking at the rest of my made-up face, she said, “Now I seewhat took you so long. I didn’t realize you’d want anentire make-up job. Very nice. You look terrific.” Thenlooking at Jill and Tina, she said, “You must be wonderingwhat all this is about.””Not only that, but I’m wondering if I can get my boyfriendinto dresses and make-up,” replied Jill.”Well, let’s all have a soda and we’ll talk about it,” saidSharon. The five of us went for a soda. Sharon and Debbietold Jill and Tina the whole story, everything they did tome and everything I did to them. It was particularlyembarrassing to have to relive it all again.Tina was incredulous. “I can see what Ken looks like, but Ireally don’t believe he’s your sex slave.”Jill had a different angle. “Let’s say we do believeeverything you’ve told us. How about letting us in on it?”Sharon did not like this idea. “He’s our sex slave. Whyshould we share him with you? What’s in it for us?”Jill did not have an answer for this. She thought this overfor a long time. Then she excused herself and walked a fewfeet away to whisper something to Tina. The two whisperedback and forth for a while, and then they came back allsmiles.”O.K., how about this?,” Jill bargained. “What if I donatemy boyfriend and Tina donates her husband. You help us getthem into dresses. Then we can all swap feminized sexslaves.”LIPSTICK SLAVE: PART TWOChapter One:Well, now I was really in trouble. It was bad enough thatDebbie and Sharon, whom I worked with, had turned me intotheir feminized sex slave. I would dress up when theyordered me to, get an erection as they put make-up on me,and service them sexually. Debbie and Sharon wouldhumiliate me, but at least it had just been the two of them.But they made me go to the mall in a sexy girl’s outfit, and I ran into two more girls from work, Tina and Jill. Tinaand Jill were fascinated by my predicament, and theyconvinced Debbie and Sharon to let them in on how they didit. So here we were, four sexy girls and me, dressed asanother sexy girl, in Debbie’s house.”Let’s all sit down and get comfortable,” suggested Debbie. “Uh, not so fast Ken.” Debbie sat me down in a straightbacked wooden chair. “Jill, why don’t you help me tie Ken’s hands behind him to the chair. We don’t want him to get so hot that he starts playing with himself.” Debbie got outsome rope, and she and Jill tied me to the chair.Debbie spoke to Jill and Tina. “You want to see how we got Ken to be our slave? Sharon and I will show you. But. You have to promise to let us help train your men, and you have to promise to share them with us. Promise?”Tina and Jill nodded in agreement. Then they and I openedour mouths in amazement as Debbie opened up the VCR andpopped on a tape. I couldn’t believe it; Debbie and Sharon had videotaped my sessions with them! Everything, from the first night up to that evening when they dressed me to go to the mall. Not only did I have to watch it all over again,but I had to watch it in front of Jill and Tina.There were several tapes. All five of us were getting hotwatching them. The girls were all fingering themselvesbetween their legs. I would have liked to do the same, but my hands were bound behind me. There was a noticeable bulge in the front of my miniskirt, and Tina jeered me.”Wow, look how turned on Ken is. You really dig beinghumiliated by girls, don’t you? Don’t you?”She said it with authority, and she expected an answer.Sweet little Tina was no longer so sweet; she was diggingthis domination trip. This was a side of her I had neverseen. Maybe she had never seen it either.”Yes,” I replied meekly.”How about a little action right now?,” ordered Tina. Andshe climbed onto my chair, thrusting her groin into my face.”No, not tonight,” said Sharon. “Ken’s had enough for onenight. Besides, I think the four of us have some plans tomake.” Looking at Debbie, Sharon said, “Let’s untie him and let him leave for the night.” Sharon untied me and said,”Take these clothes off and put yours back on.”I started to retreat to the bedroom where my clothes were,when Jill spoke up. “Can’t we at least watch him strip?”That seemed reasonable to Sharon, so she commanded me tostrip in the living room in front of everybody. I took off the high heels, the blouse and miniskirt, the slip, the bra and panties, the garter belt, and the pantyhose. The fourgirls were cheering me on like I was a burlesque stripper.Then I was completely naked for them. Tina and Jillinspected my penis by hand to see how long and thick it was. Finally Debbie to some pity on me.”He’s had a long night. Let’s let him go.” Then to me,”Ken, you can go into the bedroom and put your own clothesback on. And don’t forget to wash your make-up off.”Another reason I had been humiliated. If it hadn’t been for Debbie and Sharon forcing me to go to the mall to buymake-up, I wouldn’t have run into my two new tormentors.As I retreated to the bedroom to change back into my ownclothes, the four girls started jabbering in very loud andexcited voices. They were discussing Tina’s husband Bob.Evidently he would be their next target. I couldn’t makeout the details, but it sounded like the four of them wereworking out the plot of a play. I got dressed and washed up and went back in the living room. All of a sudden the room got quiet, and all eyes were on me. Tina spoke up.”Maybe we can get Ken to help us,” she asked Sharon andDebbie.”Count on it,” replied Sharon. And then to me, “Ken, dear. Don’t forget to take your lipstick home.” She threw me the paper bag. “See you at work!”The next few days at work were awkward, as I now had fourgirls that I tried to avoid. When I did run into Jill orTina, they would grin knowingly or apply their make-upwithin my eyesight, but otherwise they did not embarrass me verbally. Debbie and Sharon had obviously gotten them topromise not to embarrass me verbally in front of anyoneelse.Wednesday night came, and I was ordered to Debbie’s housewith the usual “Shave nice and close.” I rang the bell, and this time Debbie and Tina answered. They were rather simply dressed, in sweaters and tight jeans, with no make-up. I had been through this scene before, so I thought I knew what to expect. But I was wrong.Tina was all excited and kissed me long and deep. “Strip,” she commanded, before Debbie had a chance to say anything.I looked over at Debbie, unsure of what to do. Debbieunderstood my confusion. She smiled at me and said, “It’sOK Ken. You do whatever either of us tells you to tonight.I stripped, and the girls began to work on me. They shaved my legs, thighs and chest, and trimmed my pubic hair. Theytweezed my eyebrows; this hurt, but more importantly thisseemed like a permanent thing that wouldn’t just wash offlater tonight. I could imagine how I would explain tweezed eyebrows tomorrow at work.There was no time to worry about that, as Debbie producedsome sort of a corset. She and Tina quickly laced me intoit. At once it cut off my ability to take a deep breath, it narrowed my waist, and it squeezed my chest, creating theillusion of cleavage. Next came foam rubber false breasts, complete with a nipple, which they attached to me with some sort of adhesive. A lacy bra and a garter belt followed,and then they each rolled a nylon stocking up my legs. They put a pair of very high heels on me, and then they marchedme over to a coffee table full of make-up.They had worked quickly and almost silently. I stood before them in high heels and some very sexy lingerie, trying tocomprehend the various sensations. The corset was tight and confining. The falsies jiggled and felt delicious againstmy own nipples. The stockings felt cool and smooth against my legs. The heels were uncomfortable, stretching my legmuscles.Debbie broke the silence. “Tina, this is your party. I’ll do Ken’s nails. You make him up the way you think Bob will like him.”This was the first mention of Bob this evening. I got very nervous. “Wait a minute. What’s going on? I thought this was just going to be between us. I don’t want a guy to see me dressed like this.”Tina slapped me hard across the ass. I had forgotten, ormaybe they had forgotten; they hadn’t dressed me in panties. Tina scowled at me. “You’ll do what we tell you, when wetell you, or there’ll malatya escort bayan be hell to pay.” She meant it. I bet she had a lot of ideas, too. I decided not to complain.The girls sat me down. Debbie started gluing fake nailsover mine. Then she applied nail polish over both my realnails and the fake nails in a deep pink. This was my first experience with nail polish, and it smelled awful. But the girls were certainly going all out with my appearance tonight.Tina put my chin in her hand and examined my face critically. Then she reached for a bottle of liquid make-up and she smoothed it over my face slowly until my face had the color and texture she wanted. I must say it is very sexy to have a pretty girl slowly running her hand over your face. I started getting the usual stirrings in my penis. Tina was busy with my face, but Debbie, who was waiting for my nail polish to dry, saw the rise in my penis.”Tina, do you realize he’s starting to get hot? Wearingmake-up does that to him, you know. Do you want him thishot when Bob arrives?”Tina replied, “No, that will spoil the effect. After Ifinish his face, I have an interesting idea to take care of his hard-on.”I couldn’t imagine what she had in mind, although I was sure it wouldn’t be good.Tina took a brown pencil and filled in some of my eyebrowhair that had been tweezed away a few minutes before. Then she examined her various eyeshadow colors and chose one in a light brown. She gently stroked the color on my eyelidswith a small brush. Mascara was next. She took a blackmascara with some sort of adjustable dial, turned the dialup as high as it would go, and gently brushed the liquidonto my eyelashes. “I’m giving you extra thick lashes,” she explained. “In fact, after this first coat dries, I’m going to give you a second coat of mascara. This ought to makeyou look especially flirty.” A soft black pencil was next, and Tina carefully drew a line at the edge of both my upper and lower eyelids, and then smudged the lines with herfingertips. By now the first coat of mascara had dried, and she applied a second coat.Debbie wanted to see the eye make-up job. She lifted up my chin and looked at me critically. “Very pretty job, Tina.Very understated eye shadow and eye liner, but then thoselong dark lashes look so sexy.” I cringed hearing thisdescription of me.Meanwhile Tina was going through her blusher collection.She chose a shade she called Soft Pink, and she stroked iton my cheeks in wide circular strokes with a big brush.”Ken, this is such a pretty color for you.”Tina’s gentle touch as she made me up, her and Debbie’scomments on how sexy I looked, and the whole scene of themordering me around dressed the way I was had really turnedme on. But of course, they had saved the best for last.Tina made a big production hunting through her lipsticks.She and Debbie knew what effect lipstick had on me. Finally Tina chose the one she wanted. But she looked down at mythrobbing penis. “Ken, before I apply your lipstick, Ithink you had better control yourself. Take your thumb and your forefinger and squueze your penis hard, right under the head, so you won’t come.” I did as she instructed. Thegirls looked on approvingly.Tina took the lipstick, unscrewed it, and whipped it undermy nose for me to smell it as she had seen Debbie and Sharon do in the video. They knew what they were doing; I lovethat smell. Then Tina turned it over and made me read thecolor out load. Plum Velvet. “Plum?” I asked. “Purple?That’s an ugly color for lipstick. Why are you doing thisto me?””No, you’re wrong Ken,” Tina answered. She took thelipstick and brushed a little amount on a fine brush. Sheslowly painted the outline of my lips with it. Then shetook the lipstick tube and applied it directly to my lips.She went back and forth over them several times. I keptsqueezing my cock harder and harder. Finally she was donewith the lipstick.Debbie and Tina looked at me for a long time, then theylooked at each other, and they smiled. Debbie said, “Ken,Tina was right. It’s not really a purple lip color. Whenyou see it, you’ll simply adore it.”Tina and Debbie were not yet done. They picked out someclip-on earings and put them on me. A hoop dangling on the end of a chain. The hoop brushed against my face every time I turned my head slightly. Next, Tina brought over a longbrown wig and put it on me. Long, perfectly straight medium color brown, hanging way down my back. And finally shesprayed me with some delicately scented perfume. The girls squealed with delight when they saw the finished product.”Ken, you’re simply gorgeous!, exclaimed Tina. “You musttake a look. Go over there by the mirror and studyyourself.”There was a full-length mirror on a closet door, so I wentover for a look. I was fascinated! There I was. Long,flowing brown hair. Very thin tweezed eyebrows, with alittle brow color pencilled back in. Soft looking eyes,except for my eyelashes: they were black and curled andthey were enormous. A very smooth looking complexion, with some light pink color highlighting my cheekbones. And those lips. Sensuous lips, perfectly shaped, in a color muchdarker than a pink but not as dark as a red. They weremoist and shiny. I continued examining the image in themirror, which bore some resemblance to me, but not much.Full breasts in a lacy bra, a corset which narrowed my waist to feminine proportions, a sexy garter belt, stockings andhigh heels. I was hypnotized at the erotic sight. And anexposed penis, that had lost its erection from my squeezing it so hard at Tina’s command.”She’s beautiful, isn’t she Ken?” Tina asked me. “She’ssexy and desirable, and you want to make love to her, don’t you?” I was breathing heavily and I couldn’t speak up toanswer. The perfume Tina had sprayed on me was starting to work, and it was intoxicating. I was almost dizzy.Somehow Tina understood precisely the effect my image washaving on me. She and Debbie had planned this, and theyknew how to get the most out of it.”Look at those lips, Ken. Aren’t they the sexiest, mostfeminine lips you’ve ever seen? Wouldn’t you like to kissthem? Go ahead, kiss them.”And like many other things I’ve done at Debbie and Sharon’s command for reasons I can’t explain, I did this thing thatTina ordered me to do. I kissed my image in the mirror.First a light kiss. Then a little harder. Then I wasreally mashing my lips against the image of the lips in the mirror, smearing lipstick all over the mirror, but I didn’t care. The girls thought this was hysterical, but I keptkissing the image, licking its tongue with mine, and getting incredibly worked up.Although the girls had been watching and laughing from thesofa, Tina quietly came up behind me and put one of my hands on my penis. She moved my hand up and down the length onetime. Then she whispered ever so quietly in my ear, “Goahead, Ken. Fuck her.”This made just as much sense at the time as everything else that was going on, so I started pumping way, jerking myself off, pretending I was inserting my penis in the vagina ofthe girl in the mirror. Meanwhile I was kissing her hard,licking her tongue, pressing my breasts to hers. I came.Boy did I come! I squirted all over the mirror. Tina andDebbie were literally rolling on the floor in laughter, they thought the sight was so funny. I calmed down, and theyalso calmed down.They told me to clean up the mirror of lipstick and come,and to clean up myself. Then they took my now flat penis,and pulled it between my legs. Next they undid my stocking garters, slipped a special pair of panties on me that really held my penis snugly, and refastened the garters. Then came a pink polka dot minidress that ended well above my knees.Tina looked at me and said, “Ken, you look dynamite, except for one thing. I think I’d better freshen up your lipstick.” And she did. My penis stirred, but the panties were controlling it, and they were not going to let me have a full erection.Tina and Debbie circled around me, slowly looking me overfrom head to toe. They smiled and nodded. Tina said to me, “Ken, you need a new name. Until we tell you otherwise, you are now Karen.” I could feel my cheeks redden as they named me with a girl’s name.But, as humiliating as all this was, Tina had one moreembarrassment for me. She asked Debbie, “What do you think Deb? I think Karen’s ready to meet Bob.”Chapter Two:Tina and Debbie wanted to enslave Tina’s husband Bob. I was supposed to be the bait. I was supposed to entice Bob into making a pass at me, and then the girls would walk in andcatch him in the act. Then the girls, especially Tina,would have the ammunition they needed to start Bob down the road to femininity.”And you’d better be convincing,” commanded Tina. “If Bobfigures out that you’re not really Karen, we’ll let himdecide what to do to a pretty boy in a miniskirt andmake-up. Maybe we’ll make you bend over at the waist, tieyour wrists to your ankles, slip off your dainty panties,and see what Bob can think of to do to you. Get thepicture?” I gulped. I certainly got the message.The girls left me alone in the house and waited outside by a side window where the could observe without being noticed.I thought about what I could possibly do to entice Bob. Idecided some liquor would help, so I found Debbie’s liquorcabinet and took out a bottle of scotch and two glasses. I decided I could use a drink myself before Bob showed up, so I had one.I was on my second glass, or maybe my third, when thedoorbell rang. I opened the door to see a pleasant looking man of average build who introduced himself as Bob. Iintroduced myself as Karen, remembering to speak in afeminine voice. I invited him in, telling him Tina andDebbie had to go out and probably wouldn’t be back for anhour. I pretended not to notice as Bob looked me up anddown lecherously.”Bob, why don’t you sit down with me on the sofa so we canget to know each other a little while the girls are out,” I heard myself say. “Would you like a drink while we wait?”Bob agreed, and I realized this was not going to be asdifficult as I had thought.We made some small talk. Bob started off as being shy, but the scotch started relaxing him. I moved a little closerand let my hand brush his knee as I made a point. I heardhim sniff and I knew my perfume was having an effect on him. I smiled at him suggestively, as I moved slightly closer.The sexual tension was there, and I could see that he wastrying to decide whether to act on it. I had been the male in this situation dozens of times before, waiting if thegirl would give me a clear signal to proceed. I decided Ihad better give him that signal before I made some mistakethat might give me away.”Bob, I’m wearing a new shade of lipstick. Do you think it looks good on me?”, I asked coquettishly. Bob seemed entranced with my lipstick, as I was, and nodded sheepishly. I moved even closer, put my face very close to his, and waited for his reaction. What else could he do? He kissed me. Slowly and tentatively at first. Then stronger and with more feeling. I reached my hand between his legs, and I could tell he was getting aroused.Well, I thought I had done my job, but where were the girls? Surely they had been watching all this. They were supposed to come barging in and catch him in the act, right? But I had forgotten how cunning they are. They were going to see how far Bob and I would go. How far? Wait a minute. What I am doing here? This was starting to get out of hand.Bob kept me clenched for a deep kiss, while smoothly unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants. Then suddenly his shorts were down near his ankles, and there was his penis, standing there waiting for relief. I was getting more and more frightened at my predicament, and I was thinking like crazy if there was some way to get out of it, when he broke the kiss and looked me in the eye.”Well, Karen, you seem to be as hot for me as I am for you. So which will it be, straight sex or a blow job?”By now I was in a panic. Straight sex? If Bob found out I was a guy, I was liable to be anally ****d – hadn’t the girls threatened me with that. But a blow job? Well, it did seem to be the lesser of two evils. And I did have some practice on a dildo.Reluctantly I knelt down before him as my answer. I touched his erect penis. Hard, but smooth at the same time. Did I want to go through with this? No. But the alternative seemed much worse.I opened my mouth. I gently licked his penis head. Hmm, that wasn’t so bad. I took a little into my mouth. Thank goodness Bob was letting me set the pace. I licked up and down a little of his penis and then withdrew it. There was my lipstick print! I have to admit I was a little turned on by seeing it. I put his penis back in my mouth and licked a little further down. We started getting into a rhythm. Bob was moaning. His penis was growing bigger and bigger. Could I take it all? I sensed he was close to cumming. And then …The front door opened and there were Tina and Debbie!Bob and I both stopped what we were doing. Bob was in shock for being caught with another woman by his wife. I was also in shock -I had forgotten all about them, and I had been totally absorbed in what I had been doing.Tina was screaming at Bob and started slapping his face. Debbie was yelling at me for doing such a thing to her good friend Tina, so she started slapping me for good measure too. Bob and I looked at each other in shame.”I ought to beat the shit out of you and then divorce you,” Tina screamed at her husband in between slaps of his face. Bob grabbed her hands to stop the slaps. “Yes. No. Wait a minute. Karen doesn’t mean anything to me. This was a mistake. Don’t divorce me, please. I’ll do anything.”Bob had said the magic words. Tina, Debbie, and even I knew right away: The girls had him exactly where they wanted him. Bob had no idea what he just promised. I decided to say nothing. I knew they were not done with me either.Tina and Debbie went to the side to chat. Bob and I could not make out what they were saying, but the girls spoke animatedly and their eyes gleamed.Then Tina spoke to Bob. “You cheated on me and you need to be punished. I also want to make sure you never do such a thing again. I think I know just the punishment. Will you do exactly what Debbie and I say, without questioning it?” Of course, Bobagreed.Tina and Debbie quickly went to work on Bob. First they clicked on the video camera. They stripped him of his remaining clothes, tied his hands behind his back, and stuffed a dildo in his mouth that they tied to his head. Then they started dressing him in a sexy black corset and garter belt. I was told to make myself useful by polishing his toenails in bright red nail polish. I had to kneel down to do this, and there was Bob’s now limp penis, right in my face.As Tina and Debbie taunted Bob with how silly he looked, they also noticed Bob’s hardening penis next to my face. This gave Debbie an idea.”Your lipstick is a mess, Dear,” she said to me, as she freshened it for me in that sexy plum shade. “You really want to suck his cock, don’t you?,” she asked me. I shook my head No, but she slapped me. “Don’t you?,” she repeated with a menacing look this time. I knew what was expected of me, and I shook Yes.Debbie turned to Tina. “You want Bob to enjoy being made up, don’t you? Why not have Karen suck him off while you make him up!”Bob was groaning through the dildo in his mouth. I could tell that he both liked the idea and didn’t like it at the same time. Tina got her makeup bag and started working on Bob’s face. She left the dildo in his mouth as she worked, telling him to keep on sucking. Bob was blushing profusively without any makeup at this humiliation. I was told to suck his cock slowly and not to let him cum until I was told. Tina worked on his eyes, making his eyelids a vivid blue with eyeshadow, darkening and thickening his lashes with mascara, and drawing a thick line on his lids in a liquid eye liner. Karen kept an eye on all three of us, jeering Bob, shouting instructions to me, and making makeup suggestions to Tina.I could tell Bob was close to cumming, as Tina applied a bright pink blush to his already embarrassed cheeks. I released his penis from my mouth to tell the women that. Tina surveyed her makeup job on Bob. She held his chin up, looked him in the eye and said,”Are you enjoying this Bob? Would you like Karen to finish sucking you? Is she a good cocksucker?” Bob nodded and tried to speakthrough the dildo in his mouth.Tina continued, “But you may not cum until you are wearing lipstick.” Would you like me to put lipstick on you?” Bob nodded and groaned. Tina unstrapped the dildo from his mouth. Debbie suggested to Tina, “Make him beg.”Bob begged for Tina to put lipstick on him. Tina acted like she wasn’t sure if she wanted to. Bob begged her and begged her. Thewomen smiled at each other, and nodded to me to return to suckinghim off. Tina took out a lipstick and made Bob read the name ofthe shade: Wild Berry. She held his chin in one hand and slowlypainted his lips with the other. She applied two coats of lipstickto his lips, and when she was done she showed him his reflectionin her compact mirror. Bob was amazed at the sexy woman he saw inthe mirror, and upon seeing it, he came in my mouth.”Swallow it all, Karen,” Debbie commanded to me, and she stroked mythroat to help it along.Tina and Debbie laughed at Bob, told him how ridiculous he looked all dressed and made up, and how much he obviously enjoyed it. “Can you think of anything more humiliating?,” Tina asked him. Bob was too embarrassed to reply, and shook his head No.”Well, I think we can find one more way to embarrass Bob,” Debbie said. “Did you enjoy being sucked off, Bob? Is Karen really a good cocksucker?” Bob said I was.Debbie turned to me. “Are you horny after all that? Do you need a little relief yourself?” I said that I did. Debbie said to me,”Then lift up your skirt, pull down your panties, and play withyourself until you cum, in front of all of us.”And so I did.

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